Caught

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Flyz, which are owned by Gaumont Pictures. Only the plot is mine and I make no money from this.

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Later on, during that evening, Dread was sitting up in his room, reading some of the material from his private collection.

Peak had sequestered himself away in his designated room, clearly embarrassed. The boy had only picked at his food during the day (though if that was lack of appetite or lack of edible/recognizable food, Dread wasn't sure) and hadn't said much either.

Dread Wing hadn't minded that, not at the moment anyway. He knew that Peak was still adjusting to Warnado, to being under someone else's power. The boy would come around eventually and Dread would be ready for him when he did.

Which came back to the half crumbled book he was reading.

Delicately turning one page, Dread consulted the written words. So far it'd focused more on oral pleasure, which he didn't doubt would be useful but he wanted to know something different. Turning another page brought him the information he sought.

It talked about prepping a partner for penetration and Dread Wing carefully took in everything. He disregarded the parts that dealt with women and focused on the ones for men.

Going from what it said, toys would work well, but using fingers could help the act feel more intimate as well as provide more pleasure during masturbation.

Dread frowned and glanced at one of his hands. His own fingers were large and while that would most certainly help stretch his human for the main act, the mutant doubted that his talons would be very safe.

So, until he had a glove specially made, it looked like he'd have to talk Peak into fingering himself, unless they just went with toys instead.

Speaking of that, he'd have to get some made, wouldn't he?

Dread Wing sighed and closed the book carefully, setting it aside in its protective box. This was becoming more work than he'd thought it be, but it would be worth it.

Especially with the goals he had in mind.

Looking at the sheet that separated the human's room from his own, Dread let a rumble come from his chest before he made himself go to bed.

He couldn't wait for the day his plan came to fruition.