All Hail The Hoard (18+, Vore warning, Erotica warning!)

"Whore gold."

"That's fucking disgusting." Marc said, turning away.

Cane could only watch in horror as his fears were reignited.

Cooper made a face as well. "You're never gonna be a porn star like that." He admonished.

The dragon once again shoveled food into his mouth, licking his plate clean and making all kinds of slurping and smacking noises. The table had long lost their appetite yet again and Amais' tail whipped against the seat in pleasure as he'd gotten to finish the scraps on everyone else's plates.

Amais got to try all sorts of new foods. Pancakes, waffles, eggs and pastries. The only thing he was familiar with was the bacon, but even that was so rich with flavor it was intoxicating.

His favorite part so far though was the sweet viscous liquid called maple syrup. He licked his lips and tilted his head back, drinking straight from the bottle and emptying in within seconds. It was the third bottle he'd drank and he finally stopped out of boredom since the food wasn't doing much to quell his hunger anyway.

With a loud belch he sat back, his tummy only slightly distended. All of the sugar should do well to keep his body fueled for a while, but he still felt deeply unsatisfied with the amount of food. He needed to fuel his large dragon body after all and these paltry, albeit delicious scraps would not be a reliable source of food.

"If you eat demons anywhere near as messy, it's no wonder the mall was covered in blood." Cooper said again, rubbing his eyes as if to get the image from his head.

Of course as with all of the dragons interactions with food so far, almost the entire diner emptied out at the sight of him eating and they were left almost completely alone, the workers giving him the angriest glares they could muster. What was so wrong, he'd eaten messily yes, but he'd cleaned up his mess by licking the table. He was immediately yelled at for even trying but he didn't listen. They should be praising him for doing their job for them.

Eating food aside, Marc was the first to speak, doing his best to keep his body as far away from the saliva covered table as possible. "So, how are we gonna go about this whole thing. To do what you want to do you would need an entire team of people."

"Not true." Cooper countered. "I know pornstars that started off with an iPhone and a flesh light that now have millions of followers and a whole team to work with."

"Of course you would know." Marc muttered.

If Cooper hard what he said, he ignored it, leaning forward a small blush forming over his face. "I think the better question is, can you make it in that field? You have the body of a Greek god which is good, and you have a handsome face but what are you packing downstairs?"

Amais cocked his head.

Marc answered for him. "You don't have to worry about that. He's super hung." The wolf kin said casually.

Cooper and Cane both widened their eyes, a knowing smile threatening to upturn the wolverine's lips. Marc looked between them. "I-It's because I saw him naked in his cavern! I had to tell him to put clothes on! Y-you remember right Amais?" He stuttered helplessly.

Amais nodded. "Yes. I recall. But we also performed sexual intercourse last night, so I do not understand why you wouldn't just mention that." He said.

At this point Amais was acutely aware of how flustered the wolf kin got whenever the dragon mentioned anything related to the act, but he still didn't see the problem with mentioning it. He was only slightly surprised he wasn't interrupted, but that was only until Marc's face turned beet red and he held his head in his hands.