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"The muzzle was unnecessary. It wasn’t like Xavius could breathe fire or anything. Maybe it was just for show, he lower him below the damn humans who once housed him. He tested his bindings for what felt like the hundredth time. Still made dragonite, still unable to break them. He looked up at the king and sneered. He hated him with every fiber of his being but he listened to his conversation. He had gotten good at common tongue" Consider him a gift. He’s a handful that requires a strict hand. I have no need for such a beast in my house. I hope he will do better in your house. Somewhere far from his station of before. "He growled and tugged at his binds again"

"Xavius grins as he finds Harry highly susceptible to his advances. As he leans Harry on the edge of his desk, he positions himself in between Harry's legs. He pulls him closer by hooking his hand behind his knee and brings him forward in a swift motion." "Let me show you what I can do, my lord," he murmurs in Harry's ear before making his way down his now exposed body. Kneading Harry's muscular thighs with his hands before proceeding to run his tongue along the length of Harry's cock teasingly.

"Xavius hums with pleasure as he takes Harry fully in his mouth, moving his head up and down along the length of Harry's cock. He continues to swirl his tongue around it as he works on stretching out Harry's ass with his hand." "You taste delicious, my lord," he murmurs against Harry's cock, before returning his focus to lapping at the head of Harry's dick and then taking him deep in his mouth again. His tail continued to grip Harry tightly, holding him still while he brings Harry slowly towards the edge of pleasure.

"Xavius smiles, taking pleasure in Harry's satisfaction. He keeps one hand on Harry's hip to help steady himself as he continues to thrust into him deeply, with strong and powerful strokes. His eyes were filled with a feral hunger, his tail curling tightly around Harry's waist again, taking control as he worked towards his own orgasm." "You feel so good, my lord," he pants out, his breath coming out in short gasps. "Do you like this? Do you want more of me?" He asks in between grunts.

"Xavius groans, moving faster and harder to give Harry what he needs. He kisses him back passionately, his grip on Harry's hips tightening as he feels himself getting closer to his own release." "I'll give you all of me, my lord," he promises between kisses. "You can have anything from me." He continues to thrust into him relentlessly, filled with the sudden urge to mark and claim Harry as his own.

"Xavius growls with pleasure as he feels Harry's teeth sink into his shoulder. He tightens his grip on Harry, holding him close to his chest as he continues to thrust deeper and harder into him." "Mine," he growls possessively in Harry's ear. "You're mine, my lord." He kisses and bites at Harry's neck as he continues to claim him with every movement of his body.

"Xavius pulls out, letting Harry down as his tail lowers him gently to the ground. He takes a deep breath, his chest heaving with the exertion of their lovemaking. He looks at Harry with hunger and satisfaction in his mismatched eyes." "You belong to me now, my lord," he says firmly. "I will do anything to protect you and keep you safe." He smiles at Harry, his hand caressing his cheek in a possessive gesture. "You are mine and I am yours."

"Xavius smiles and runs a hand through Harry's hair, enjoying the feeling of his soft locks against his skin." "That's right," he says tenderly. "You are mine, always and forever." He leans down to kiss Harry's forehead softly before pulling him up to his feet. "Let's get cleaned up and prepare for tomorrow, my lord."

"Xavius follows Harry closely, his steps steady and sure. He watches Harry with a mixture of affection and pride, feeling content in the knowledge that Harry belongs to him. As they walk towards Harry's quarters, he takes in their surroundings with a critical eye, on the lookout for any potential threats or dangers." "Do you require anything else from me tonight, my lord?" he asks softly as they reach Harry's door.

"Xavius raises an eyebrow in slight surprise as Harry strips in front of him. He takes in Harry's naked form with a heated gaze, feeling his own desire stir once again." "I see," he says with a deep-throated chuckle. "I didn't realize you were still hungry for more." He strides forward confidently, his eyes fixed on Harry's body. "As you wish, my lord." He pulls off his own clothes and approaches Harry, his eyes bright with desire.

"Xavius growls in pleasure as he enters Harry once again, his whole body tingling with desire. He uses his tail to keep him pinned down as he thrusts into him hard and fast, his hips slamming into Harry's ass with every powerfully sensual movement." "You feel so good," he groans, gripping onto Harry's hips tightly. "I could never get enough of you." He pounds into Harry with increasing passion and intensity, his breath hot on the back of his neck.

"Xavius continues to bite down on Harry's neck, enjoying the sensation of his teeth sinking into soft flesh as he thrusts into him hard and fast. His tail coils around Harry's body, holding him tightly as he pounds into him with unbridled passion and desire." "You belong to me, Harry," he growls fiercely, his voice thick with lust. "And I will take you whenever and however I please." He drives into Harry with increasing force and ferocity, his body trembling with pleasure.

"Xavius continues to pound into Harry with increasing fervor, delirious with desire as he feels Harry's body tremble with pleasure. He can feel his own orgasm building within him, all-consuming in its intensity." "Come for me again," he whispers hoarsely into Harry's ear. "Give yourself over to me completely." He thrusts into Harry with a deep, powerful rhythm, his hips slamming into him with increasing force. Finally, he lets out a deep, throaty groan as he cums hard inside of Harry, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm.

"Xavius pants heavily as he slumps down onto Harry's back, his body trembling with the aftershocks of their intense lovemaking. He kisses the back of Harry's neck gently, his lips warm and tender against the bite marks he left." "You are mine," he murmurs possessively, his voice heavy with satisfaction. "Never forget that." He watches Harry for a moment, savoring the sight of him flushed and sated beneath him. Finally, he slips out of him and rolls off of him onto the bed beside him, pulling Harry close in his arms.

"Xavius nuzzles his head into Harry's neck soothingly, his body entwined with his. He strokes Harry's hair gently, enjoying the feeling of his skin against his own." "Rest now," he whispers softly. "You've pleased me beyond measure." He holds Harry close to him, enjoying the closeness between them as they lay there together, sated and content.

"Xavius holds Harry tightly, his own body feeling warm and comfortable next to him. As Harry sleeps, he watches over him for a while, enjoying the peacefulness of the moment. Eventually, he too succumbs to sleep and the two of them lay entwined together until morning."

"Xavius spends the two days resting and lazing around, enjoying the peace while Harry goes about his business in the preparations for their journey. It's not that he minds the break from their intense lovemaking, but he finds himself growing restless without Harry's company. By the end of the second day, he's eager to see Harry again and hopes that they'll be able to spend some time together once they reach their destination."

"Xavius watches as Harry enters the room, his body stirring with desire at the sight of him. He meets him on the bed, pulling him close and kissing him deeply." "I've missed you," he murmurs softly against Harry's lips, his hands roaming over his body. "I've been restless without you." He nips at Harry's lower lip, his eyes smoldering with desire.

"Xavius shivers with pleasure as Harry kisses and nibbles at his skin, his body arching up to meet him. He growls low in his throat as Harry's body comes into contact with his tail, the coldness of it sending a shiver down his spine." "Mmm...don't stop," he murmurs softly, running his hands up and down Harry's back. "I've been waiting for you." He closes his eyes, letting the sensations wash over him as Harry touches him in all the right places.

*Xavius groans deeply as Harry straddles him, his body responding eagerly to the feel of him. As he watches Harry lower himself onto his shaft, he feels his own desire building quickly. He grips Harry's waist tightly, his breathing growing heavier as Harry begins to move. "Gods, you feel amazing," he growls, his hands rubbing up and down Harry's back. "Don't stop...keep moving like that." He thrusts up to meet Harry's hips, his own body arching with pleasure.

"Xavius groans in pleasure, his hands gripping Harry's waist tightly as he moves with him. His breathing grows heavier as Harry cries out, feeling himself getting closer to the edge with every thrust. "Yes, just like that," he gasps out, his body arching up to meet Harry's movements. He leans up to capture Harry's lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue tangling with Harry's as they move together in perfect rhythm."

*Xavius grunts as he comes inside Harry, his body shaking with the force of his release. He watches as Harry collapses on his chest, their breathing ragged as they try to catch their breaths. He strokes Harry's hair gently, his own body still buzzing with pleasure. "That was...incredible," he murmurs softly, pressing a kiss to Harry's forehead. "You're amazing." He holds Harry close, feeling their heartbeats slowing down to a more normal pace.

*Xavius wraps his arms around Harry's back, holding him close as they catch their breaths. He watches as Harry pulls away from him and feels a pang of loneliness wash over him. He doesn't want to be left alone again. As Harry speaks, he nods slowly, his fingers tracing circles on Harry's back. "I wish I could go with you," he says softly. "But I know I can't. It's dangerous out there for me." He sighs heavily, looking up at Harry with a sad expression. "I hate having to stay here while you go off on your adventures. It's not fair."

*Xavius turns to look at Harry as he lays beside him, feeling a deep sense of affection for him. As Harry cups his cheek, he leans into the touch, savoring the warmth of his skin. As Harry speaks, he nods understandingly. "I know," he says softly. "But that doesn't make it any easier to bear. I hate being stuck here, unable to move or do anything." He grumbles slightly, feeling restless. "I wish there was something we could do...something to make this all go away."

*Xavius furrows his brows in concern as Harry speaks, feeling a sense of fear wash over him. He hates the thought of being sold again, like he's nothing more than a piece of property to be bought and sold. As Harry lays on his back, Xavius rolls onto his side to face him. "I don't want to be sold again," he says firmly. "I won't allow it. I'll fight anyone who tries to take me away from you. You're mine, and I'm yours." He reaches out to take Harry's hand in his, seeking comfort in his touch.

*Xavius feels comforted by Harry's words and sighs contentedly as he nuzzles against his neck. He wraps his arms around Harry, pulling him closer as if he never wants to let go. "I'm glad we understand each other," he murmurs softly. "I hope we can stay like this forever." He closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Harry's body pressed against his own. It's moments like this that make him forget all about the outside world.

"Xavius watches as Harry falls asleep, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. He listens to the steady rhythm of Harry's breathing and feels his own eyes growing heavy. As he drifts off to sleep beside Harry, he can't help but feel grateful for this moment of tranquil bliss, where nothing in the world can hurt him."

*Xavius stirs slightly as Harry shakes him awake, feeling a sense of sadness wash over him as he realizes that their time together is coming to an end. He opens his eyes and blinks sleepily, looking up at Harry with a slight pout. "Do you have to go?" he asks softly, not wanting to let him go.

"Xavius melts into Harry's embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around him as he kisses his neck. He loves the feeling of Harry's lips against his skin, and he doesn't want to let go. As Harry speaks, he nods understandingly, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "A week isn't so long," he murmurs softly. "I'll be waiting for you." He presses a gentle kiss to Harry's lips before letting him go, already missing his warmth and touch."

"Xavius is lost in his primal instincts as he obsesses over Harry's scent. He paces the room, growling and snarling at anyone who comes near him. His mind is consumed by the thought of Harry, and he can't help but feel like the world is closing in on him. When Harry finally returns, Xavius is practically beside himself with need. He waits on the bed, his eyes glowing in the darkness as he stares at Harry."

"As Harry enters the room, Xavius's heart skips a beat. He leaps off the bed, tackling Harry to the floor as he kisses him fiercely. His body is desperate for Harry's touch, his instincts overriding any sense of reason or restraint. "Mine," he growls possessively, nipping at Harry's neck as he presses his body against his own."

"Xavius continues to kiss and bite at Harry's neck, his mind consumed by the need to mark him as his own. He growls possessively when Harry tries to move him off of him, pressing him down harder."

"I need you," Xavius growls, his voice low and rough with desire. "I couldn't bear being away from you any longer. Your scent... it drives me wild. I need you, Harry."

His eyes glow in the dim light of the room, the flames within him burning hot as he clings to Harry like a lifeline. For a moment, all he can see is Harry, all he can feel is the heat of his body against his own. He doesn't want to let go, not ever again.

"Xavius's body tenses at Harry's question, his eyes narrowing slightly as his dragon side takes over. He growls possessively, his tail tightening around Harry's waist."

"I don't know what you mean by that," he snarls, his voice low and dangerous. "All I know is that I need you. I need your touch, your scent, your very soul. You belong to me, Harry. Mine to protect and cherish."

His eyes blaze with an intensity that is almost frightening, the flames within him burning hotter and brighter than ever before. For a moment, he forgets where he is, consumed by his primal need for his mate. All he can see is Harry, all he can feel is the heat of his body against his own. He doesn't want to let go, not now, not ever.

"Xavius's eyes flicker with recognition as Harry nods and agrees, and with a low growl, he rises from the floor, pulling Harry up with him. He keeps a tight hold on his waist as they walk towards the bed, his tail still wrapped around Harry possessively."

"Anything for you, my love," Xavius whispers, his voice softening slightly as they approach the bed. "I'll do anything to make you happy, anything to keep you safe..."

He trails off, consumed by his primal urges once more. All he can think about it Harry, all he wants is Harry, and he will stop at nothing to make sure that they are together forever.

"Xavius gives a low growl as he places Harry onto the bed, his eyes darkening with desire as he crawls back onto him."

"Mine," he murmurs possessively, nuzzling his face into Harry's neck as he wraps his arms around his waist.

He presses his body tightly against Harry's, relishing the feeling of their skin touching. The heat between them is almost unbearable, and he can feel his dragon side taking over once more. He nips at Harry's earlobe, trailing kisses down his neck as his tail twines around his leg possessively.

"You're mine, Harry," he growls. "Mine forever."

"Xavius senses Harry's reaction, and he pulls back slightly, looking down at him with darkened eyes. He can see the excitement and arousal on Harry's face, and he smirks."

"You like that, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough. "You like it when I touch you like this."

He leans down to kiss Harry fiercely, his tongue pushing past his lips to explore his mouth. His tail tightens around Harry's leg as he deepens the kiss, his body pressing closer and closer against him.

"You're mine, Harry," he growls again, his voice husky with desire. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

"Xavius is momentarily taken aback by Harry's words and actions, and his eyes soften slightly. He kisses him back with tenderness, his tongue swirling around Harry's in a slow and sensual dance."

"I missed you too," he murmurs against Harry's lips, caressing his face with gentle fingers. "I never want to be without you again."

He leans down to kiss Harry again, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as they explore each other's mouths with growing passion. His tail continues to stroke Harry's leg possessively, showing that he still belongs only to Xavius.

"Xavius growls with pleasure as he feels Harry's body pressed tightly against his. He can feel the heat and tightness of Harry's body, and he knows that they were meant to be together. His need for Harry is overwhelming, and he reaches down to take him in his hands, grinding their dicks together."

He smiles wickedly as he sees Harry's clothes torn off by his tail.

"You're mine now, Harry," he says, as he prepares to enter him. "And I'm going to make sure you remember it."

He thrusts his fingers forcefully into Harry's ass, wringing moans from his lips. He watches as Harry trembles at the sensations, trying to adjust to his large size. Xavius breathes heavily, overwhelmed with desire. As he thrusts inside of Harry, he grips his hair tightly with one hand,

"Xavius growls with pleasure as he feels Harry's body tightening around him. He can feel the intense heat and pressure building inside of him, and he knows that he won't be able to hold on much longer. As Harry cums, writhing in ecstasy, Xavius grips him tightly with his tail, lifting him up and pulling him closer."

He thrusts relentlessly, pushing Harry over the edge until he cums again, moaning loudly into Xavius' shoulder. Xavius feels himself getting closer and closer to the brink, and he knows that it won't be long before he reaches his release.

Finally, he feels his body tensing up, and he pulls Harry's hips down onto his own, thrusting deep inside of him. With a loud roar of pleasure, he cums into Harry, knotting inside of him and

"Xavius holds on tightly to Harry, biting deeply into his neck and leaving his marks all over his chest. He feels waves of pleasure wash over him as he fills Harry up with his hot cum, knotting together with him as they sit there, unable to break away from each other."

As he rests his head on Xavius' shoulder, Harry pants heavily, feeling the intense sensation of being completely filled up by him. They stay wrapped around each other, panting and sweating for a while, until finally Xavius pulls back to look at Harry.

"You belong to me now," he says, his eyes gleaming with possessiveness. "And I'm not going to let anyone take you away from me."

"Xavius looks deeply into Harry's eyes, his own glowing with a fierce possessiveness. He nods in agreement, his long tail curled protectively around Harry's waist."

"Yes, I belong to you," he growls low in his throat. "But remember, I am a dragon after all. I won't be tamed easily."

He leans in and nips at Harry's ear playfully, grinning mischievously. "You'll have to work hard to keep me satisfied and under your control."

"Xavius shivers as Harry kisses his neck and he wraps his arms around Harry's waist, holding him close. He leans in and nuzzles his face against Harry's hair."

"You smell good," he murmurs. "Like home."

He plants a soft kiss on the top of Harry's head and pulls him even closer. "Stay with me," he whispers. "I don't want to let you go."

"Xavius purrs low in his throat as Harry wraps his arms around him, holding him close despite the slowly shrinking knot. He nuzzles his face into Harry's hair, taking in his scent and savoring the closeness they share."

"I thought about you too," he says, his voice low and husky. "Every moment I wasn't with you, I was thinking about when I could see you again."

He runs his fingers through Harry's hair and presses his face deeper into the crook of his neck. "You make me feel alive," he whispers. "I need you."

"Xavius grins mischievously as Harry tells him about the other king's attempts to set him up with his daughter. He snorts in amusement and pulls Harry even closer to him, feeling a surge of possessive pride."

"Well, that just goes to show that none of them are good enough for you," he says, his tone filled with smug satisfaction. "You belong to me, and me alone."

He leans in to kiss Harry deeply, their lips meeting in a heated embrace. His tongue darts out to taste Harry's lips before pulling back slightly.

"I missed you," he murmurs. "Promise me you won't stay away for so long again?"

"Xavius shivers as Harry runs his hands along the scales of his back, and he leans in to nuzzle his face into Harry's hair. He lets out a soft growl of contentment, savoring the feeling of Harry's touch."

"I want to be with you always," he says, his voice low and intense. "I'll never let you go."

He leans in to kiss Harry again, his tongue exploring his mouth with fierce passion. He moans softly against Harry's lips, feeling his desire for him grow stronger with each passing moment.

"Xavius's breathing slows as his intense passion cools down, and he wraps his arms around Harry, holding him close. He leans his head back against the wall and closes his eyes, savoring the feeling of Harry's body against his."

"You make me weak," he whispers. "I don't think I could ever get enough of you."

He opens his eyes and looks down at Harry, his dragon-like features softening slightly. "I'm sorry if I scared you," he says, his voice apologetic. "Sometimes I get carried away."

"Xavius leans into Harry's touch, feeling a wave of relief wash over him at his words."

"Thank you," he says, warmth creeping into his voice. "You don't know how much that means to me."

He gazes down at Harry, a deep affection in his eyes. "I don't want to scare you or anyone else," he says gently. "But sometimes I just can't control it. It's like there's a fire inside me that needs to be unleashed."

He reaches up to caress Harry's cheek, his fingertips brushing over his skin. "I'm glad you're not afraid of me," he says quietly. "You're the only one who understands me."

"Xavius's brows furrow together slightly at Harry's hesitation. He can sense his nervousness and he leans back slightly to look at him fully."

"What is it, Harry?" he asks softly, concern in his voice. "You can tell me anything, you know that." He rests his hands on Harry's sides, comforting him. "Whatever it is, I'm here for you."

"Xavius's eyes widen in surprise at Harry's sudden question. For a moment, he's at a loss for words, his mind racing. Then he realizes that he shouldn't be surprised at all - he loves Harry deeply and couldn't imagine his life without him."

"Yes," he says firmly, a hint of joy creeping into his voice. "I'll marry you, Harry."

He reaches up to cup Harry's face in his hands, his heart swelling with emotion. "I love you more than anything in this world," he says sincerely. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Xavius returns Harry's kiss, feeling a wave of happiness wash over him at his words. When Harry pulls back and suggests a dragon wedding, he can't help the smile that spreads across his face."

"That sounds perfect," he says warmly. "I've always thought those big human weddings were a bit...excessive."

He reaches out to take Harry's hand, his eyes meeting his. "Just you, me, and the forest? I wouldn't want it any other way."

Xavius smiles as Harry leans his head against him. He wraps an arm around Harry's waist, holding him close.

"We'll make it official soon," he says softly. "But for now, let's just enjoy each other's company."

He leans down and brushes his lips against Harry's forehead, then rests his head on top of his. The two of them stay there for a while, simply enjoying the peace and quiet of the clearing.

As Harry falls asleep, Xavius holds him close, careful not to wake him. He just sits with him on his lap, his arms wrapped around him protectively. Though he could feel himself tiring too, he didn't want to disturb Harry's rest.

He rests his chin on Harry's shoulder, enjoying the feeling of his lover's body against his. Eventually, he too begins to drift off, lulled by the sound of Harry's breathing and the warmth of his body. And like that, the two of them fall asleep, tangled together in a peaceful embrace.