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There was no way around it. No matter how hard he tried to deny it or tell himself to ignore it, there was just no use.

Ned was in heat.

And it was particularly bad this time around. Every sideways glance his way got him hot. Every slight bit of friction in his pants got him hard. Even sitting down on hard surfaces made his spine tingle! Normally when this happens, Ned would just spend the next couple of days holed up in his room with his right hand, a few toys and the internet and ‘ride’ it out, but he wont have any such luck this time. He had work. To make matters worse it was just going to be him working the flower shop for the next couple of days, open to close, so no time to himself and ‘deal’ with the issue.

Ned strained a smile as he handed a receipt to his latest customer and waved as she left. He hoped she hadn’t noticed how red his face was or how he could barely sit still in his seat. As soon as the door closed behind her, Ned automatically reached for his crotch. His pants were already tight, and giving himself a mindless squeeze before he could stop himself only made matters worse. If this is what it’s going to be like until his next day off… he wasn’t going to survive.

Fortunately it wasn’t busy today, but it still didn’t really do him any good other than allow him more time to torture himself with a touch or two between customers. He’s already been to the bathroom four times to relieve himself in the last 3 hours, not accomplishing much other than agitating his heat.

His phone vibrated in his back pocket, nearly causing him to soil his pants with unexpected stimulation, but he managed, with great effort, to contain himself. Pulling his phone from his pocket and looking at the notification revealed a new message from someone on Findr. Ned’s ears splayed as he stared at the notification. He shouldn’t look at it. He knew that any offers from anyone would shatter his resolve. Any unexpected dickpics would send him over the edge… but ‘heat’ and ‘self-controle’ have never really gone hand in hand…

Hey cutie ur locations pretty close. U looking?

Im horny and rly need a hole to fill >:)

The thought of getting bred by a stranger nearly ended Ned. He should just ignore the message. Don’t respond and try to ignore it… But Ned’s never been good at leaving people on read.

I’d really like to say yes but i cant… sorry. Working :/

It killed Ned to turn down exactly what he needs, but he was a little proud of himself for beating his urges and sticking to his resolve. Besides, that was that. He doubted he’d hear anything back now that he-…

The phone vibrated again.

When’s ur nxt break? ;)

The message was attached to a selfie. An obsidian scaled komono dragon winked into the camera slightly above his head. His red shirt was pulled up over his chiseled stomach and free hand halfway into his shorts, pulling them down just enough to see the well defined V line of his pelvis.

Ned’s short were so painfully tight they bordered on bursting. He was so hot he was beginning to sweat and feel lightheaded. He wanted so badly to have nothing more than a nice cock to help take the edge off, but he couldn’t just close the store and go get fucked, no matter how badly he wanted it.

Fuck ur so hot but i really cant im sorry

Ned barely managed to send it without caving in to the dragons temptations.

When his phone vibrated again, Ned was scared to see what the stranger might try to say next, but was confused when he read the next message.

Wdyd for work?

Oh uh… i work at a flower shop. Alone, hence why i cant… yaknow…

Gotta uniform?

A uniform? Why would he be asking about that?

Uh kinda? We just have an apron… y?

Ive got an idea >:)

Wanna get plowed?

Ned’s blush deepened as he read the last message. Before he could even respond, the komono dragon sent another picture. Two gloriously girthy, darkly coloured cocks filled his screen as he opened the photo. TWO OF THEM!

Do it for them <3

Ned’s resolution collapsed.

What’s your idea?

~*~

Ned couldn’t help but let out a needy moan as both members drilled in and out of him as hard and as fast as the dragon behind him could manage. His arms holding up on the register’s counter shook with the effort it took to keep the giraffe upright.

“Goddamn bitch you ain’t tight at all!” The dragon growled. His claws digging almost painfully into Ned’s ass and he pulled him back onto his cocks. “You’d let anyone fuck this ass of yours, huh?”

Ned couldn’t even think of responding, his mind absolutely consumed with nothing that didn’t involve fucking.

“I bet you didn’t even notice I’ve already dumped two loads in you.” He chuckled gruffly before suddenly slowing his assault on Ned’s ass.

Ned nearly started begging for him to continue with the telltale ring of the bell on the door warned of a new customer. “Welcome!” The komono dragon greeted in an uncharacteristically friendly tone, fixing the apron in front of him to further hide his naked lower half, and touching the rim of the sun visor he wore. “Let us know if we can help you find anything.”

The man at the door, a round polar bear in sweat shorts and festival tank nodded at the duo behind the counter and turned to look at the flowers, oblivious to the debauchery happening in very room.

Ned didn’t trust his voice to hide his state, so he opted not to say anything. It certainly didn’t help that the dragon behind him never stopped fucking him; moving his hips slowly, but still with enough force to send ripples up Ned’s ass.

“You want him to rail you too?” The dragon whispered up to Ned, spreading his ass wide and forcing the giraffe to stifle a moan. “Think about it. Big guy like that fucking you into the counter… adding his load to mine in your ass. Give the chance to clean my cocks up. I hear giraffes have long tongues and i think i wanna find out for myself.”

Ned couldn’t hold it any more, he came on the side of the counter and floor in front him, unable to stop himself from letting out a small tortured moan. It was the fifth one the dragon has brought him too, adding to other loads at his hooves and categorically making the entire floor behind the counter a slipping hazard.

A few minutes later and the polar bear left without buying anything. As soon as the door closed behind him, the komono dragon started to roughly fuck Ned’s ass again so that the whole store filled with the sound of his hips crashing into Ned’s rear.

Even though he just came, Ned could feel another load start to build up…