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The dragon temple stood in near silence, the only sound echoing through its halls was the steady clink of Spyro's claws against the polished stone floor. He was making his way to his quarters, his mind set on a long, well-deserved nap after enduring the relentless tasks assigned to him by the Guardians.

Since peace had returned to Avalar, the reconstruction efforts had been ceaseless. The war against the Dark Master had left countless scars, and many of Avalar's creatures relied heavily on the dragons skilled in the Earth element to help rebuild their shattered homes. Spyro, a prodigy in Earth magic and personally trained by Guardian Terrador, found himself at the forefront of these efforts.

He didn't mind helping—how could he, knowing he possessed the power to ease others' burdens? But the constant demands were taking their toll. The last few weeks had been particularly grueling, leaving the young dragon drained. He hadn't complained to the Guardians; he didn't want to worry them. Besides, he reassured himself, he just needed to adapt to the workload.

“Phew, tomorrow's going to be a long day," Spyro muttered, his wings drooping slightly as he trudged onward. “I better rest up before I keel over."

As he continued down the corridor, he noticed something peculiar—the temple was unusually quiet. Normally, the halls were alive with chatter or the faint hum of magical energy. Tonight, however, the stillness was almost eerie. Yet, Spyro found the silence oddly comforting.

The newly repaired temple already exuded a sense of warmth and familiarity. It didn't have the same storied history as the one near the Twilight Forest and the swamps—a place brimming with memories of his adventures and training—but it was quickly becoming a home of its own. He smiled at the thought of the new memories waiting to be made within these walls.

“Never seen this place so empty before," Spyro remarked softly. “Guess everyone's already turning in for the night."

Rounding a corner, he froze at the sight of two familiar figures standing near a pillar, their voices low but tinged with tension. One was Ember, the vivacious pink dragoness who had been trying to catch his attention ever since he returned from his battle with Malefor. The other was Cynder, his closest companion and trusted friend.

Though both dragons were dear to him, their personalities clashed like fire and ice. It was rare to see them together, even more so without an immediate reason. Spyro's curiosity piqued.

'What could they possibly be arguing about?'

Slipping into the shadows, Spyro carefully crept behind a nearby pillar, ensuring it concealed his entire frame. He crouched low, ears perked, his heart thudding with a mix of guilt and intrigue.

'No harm in listening, right?' he reasoned. After all, it wasn't every day he witnessed Cynder and Ember locked in such an intense exchange.

The muted voices grew clearer as Spyro tuned in, and he braced himself for whatever revelation awaited him.

Ember stood rigid, her wings folded tightly against her sides, her bright pink eyes blazing with defiance as she leaned forward, her muzzle mere inches from Cynder's. The black-scaled dragoness met her glare with equal intensity, her emerald eyes narrowing like twin daggers poised to strike. The tension between them was palpable, the air around them charged with a mix of resentment and frustration.

Neither had crossed the line into outright hostility, but the sharp edge in their voices and the way Ember bared her fangs made it clear they were teetering dangerously close. Cynder's tail lashed behind her in irritation, the rhythmic swish slicing through the heavy silence of the temple corridor.

Spyro strained his ears, trying to make out their words from his hiding spot. Most of the exchange was muffled, but the fragments he caught were enough to send a chill down his spine.

“...don't care if you can't handle it."

“Really? Then I'll just get Spyro involved..."

“...you know what that means! Ugh!"

“...teach you a lesson... don't treat me this way. We aren't pals."

Spyro's brow furrowed as he pieced together the snippets of their argument. What could they possibly be fighting about? And why is my name in the middle of it?

He considered stepping in but hesitated, his claws gripping the stone floor anxiously. Better stay out of sight until they cool off... unless they actually start fighting. A shiver ran down his spine at the thought of having to break them up.

“...shouldn't even be here. You don't deserve the attention!" Cynder spat, her voice low and venomous, her tail flicking faster now, like a whip on the verge of snapping.

“Deserve it? Ha! Of course not!" Ember's voice was deceptively sweet, but the mockery beneath it was unmistakable. She lifted her chin, her tone dripping with contempt. “I'm just here because Spyro deserves better than some ungrateful little monster like you!"

The purple dragon cocked his head on the side. 'They're fighting... over me? Why?'

Cynder recoiled slightly at Ember's words, but her surprise quickly gave way to fury. Her lips curled back into a snarl, and she stepped forward, her claws scraping the floor. “Better?! You really think you're more worthy than I am?!"

Spyro bit his lip, torn between staying hidden and intervening. The last thing he wanted was for their argument to escalate further, but he couldn't shake the unsettling realization that he was at the center of this heated confrontation.

Still, Spyro couldn't resist the temptation to listen further. If he could just sneak closer to the pillar near them, maybe he could—

“OOF!"

His plan ended in disaster as his own claws betrayed him, sending him tumbling snout-first onto the floor right in front of the arguing dragons. The loud thud echoed in the corridor, cutting through their heated exchange. Both Ember and Cynder froze, their eyes widening in surprise as they turned to see the sprawled purple dragon before them.

“S-Spyro?!" they exclaimed in unison, their shock quickly morphing into mutual glares before their gazes darted back to him.

“E-Ember! Cynder!" Spyro stammered, scrambling to his feet with an awkward smile. He hastily brushed himself off, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “Didn't see you there."

The two dragonesses exchanged skeptical glances before stepping closer, their expressions softening into concern—at least momentarily.

“Spyro? What are you doing here?"

“Have you been spying on us?"

Their voices overlapped, a mix of confusion and curiosity. But as their eyes met, the temporary truce evaporated, and their frowns turned into matching scowls.

“Don't interrupt me!" Ember snapped.

“I wasn't interrupting; you are!" Cynder retorted.

Without hesitation, they launched back into their argument, completely disregarding Spyro's presence.

“I asked him first! Stop butting in!"

“Moi? You think you asked first? Ha! As if!"

Spyro watched helplessly as their voices grew sharper, and he realized the situation was spiraling out of control. 'Maybe I can sneak out before they notice…' he thought, slowly inching backward. But before he could make his escape, both dragonesses whipped their heads around with alarming speed, their piercing glares locking onto him like twin lightning bolts.

“And where do you think you're going?" they demanded in unison, their synchronized accusation making Spyro's scales prickle with unease.

“Uhh… to my room?" he stammered, his tone more questioning than certain.

“Don't even try to make excuses!" Cynder snapped, her frown deepening. “You heard everything we said, didn't you?"

Spyro gulped, his wings twitching nervously. He had hoped to slip away unnoticed, but luck clearly wasn't on his side. “Y-yes… I did," he admitted, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to eavesdrop or anything…"

Before he could finish, Ember stomped her foot, the sharp sound making him flinch. “How much did you hear?" she demanded, her pink eyes narrowing suspiciously.

“Umm… not much?" Spyro hedged, shifting awkwardly under their combined stares. “Just my name, that's all."

The silence that followed was unbearable. Both dragonesses gave him half-lidded stares that made him feel as if they could see right through his flimsy answer.

“…Is that so?" Cynder asked, her tone flat and unimpressed.

Ember, meanwhile, turned to Cynder with a sly grin, one that made the black dragoness bristle visibly. “Well, guess there's no reason to keep quiet anymore," Ember said sweetly, seizing the moment.

With a playful swing of her tail, the pink dragoness stepped forward, her expression shifting into a charming smile. “Oh, Spyro, we were just talking about who's more suited to be your partner," she cooed, her voice dripping with honeyed intent.

Spyro tilted his head, his confusion written plainly across his face. “Partner? What are you talking about?"

The innocent question gave Ember pause. Clearly, he didn't understand what she meant, and his wide-eyed naivety only made things more complicated. She hesitated, her confidence faltering as she searched for a way to rephrase her words without giving too much away.

“Partner!" Ember repeated, leaning closer until her face was mere inches from his. Her voice held a slightly forced enthusiasm as she tried again. “You know, someone who's... important to you."

Spyro blinked, tilting his head further. “But… you're both important to me," he admitted, his tone genuinely puzzled.

Cynder rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath.

Ember sighed, her tail flicking in mild frustration as the purple dragon's unshakable innocence thwarted her every attempt to explain herself. Though, upon thinking it further, the pink dragoness realized that perhaps she could use his naivety to answer their question without fear of embarrassment—at least if things went the way she hoped.

Steeling her resolve, Ember cleared her throat, leaning closer to Spyro, her sweet scent enveloping him. The warmth of her body radiated toward him, and before he realized it, she had him pressed between her and the nearest pillar. He blushed heavily as his brain struggled to comprehend what was going on, his scales prickling as her chest came into contact with his.

"Hmm~ How about another question then?" Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the shocked face of Cynder. Clearly, the other dragoness had not expected this course of action. But it was a little too late to complain. After all, she wanted to have the opportunity to decide whether she would make a move or not.

Her cheeks flushed, but not enough to betray her confidence. "Wh... What question?" asked Spyro, as he fought to ignore the hot body against his and his heart beat furiously. He tried to turn his face, but found it impossible.

The sight was getting more embarrassing. Even the dark area near the pillar had a bright halo as if it were lit by a dozen glowing flames. But what made matters worse was that he began to feel something different.

He had never experienced that before. At least not in such intensity. His first instinct was to flee, but the weight of her body kept him trapped against the wall.

"This one," replied Ember with an enchanting smile as her muzzle came dangerously close to his. Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she slowly closed the distance between their faces and kissed him.

Spyro's mind exploded as if a supernova had been born in his skull. All coherent thoughts vanished, replaced by pure instinct. His limbs became limp, his mind blank. The only thing that he was aware of was the softness of her scales against his, the sweet fragrance of her body, and the taste of her tongue that slipped between his lips.

A small part of his brain told him that he should stop it, but luckily, someone else decided to do it to him as Cynder roughly pulled Ember back by the tail. The sudden absence of her body against his left a strange empty feeling, but he immediately shook it

"What in ancestors name do you think you're doing?!" demanded Cynder, pulling Ember a safe distance away from Spyro.

Ember had a longing look in her eyes, unfazed by Cynder's anger. "Isn't it obvious?" she replied sweetly, a faint smirk forming on her lips. "I'm giving him an answer to our question."

"You son of a dragonfly! Is that what you call giving him an answer?!" She pointed at the purple dragon who was still slumped against the pillar. "You scared him half to death!"

"Oh, come on!" Ember scoffed, tossing her head. "I'm sure he enjoyed it just as much as I did." She gave Spyro a sidelong glance, her smirk deepening.

The stunned expression on Spyro's face confirmed her suspicion. He was a trembling mess, his maw agape as if trying to say something, but failing to find the words. It was obvious that he had been completely overwhelmed by her unexpected kiss.

Cynder's cheeks burned with indignation. "You're the worst," she hissed, her tail flicking as she clenched her claws. "Spryo? Are you okay?" she asked, her voice softening as she turned to the purple dragon.

"Y-yeah, I think so..." Spyro answered, his voice barely a whisper. He shook his head to clear his mind, trying to regain his composure. "I-It was a little sudden, but... I think I'm fine."

Cynder heaved a sigh of relief, turning back to Ember, her frown returning. "Well, you got your answer," she said, stepping back and crossing her arms. "So what now? Will you leave Spyro alone and stop pestering him?"

"Nope!" She turned to him, almost scaring the poor male with her enthusiastic response. "Now that you understand what we meant~ Which of us would you prefer to be your partner? The one who's sweet and cute like me?" She smiled seductively. "Or the one who's scary and mean like Cynder?"

The black dragoness growled at Ember's teasing remark. "What is wrong with you?!"

"Nothing~"

The pink dragoness' innocent tone only fueled Cynder's frustration, but before she could respond, Spyro's voice broke through their exchange.

"I-I... I don't know!" He screamed. He was about to run away from the two dragonesses, but suddenly, his ankle was wrapped with Cynder's shadow tendrils that held him in place. "Wha- What are you doing--"

Upon looking at her black dragoness friend, he saw how she had a determined look on her face, her emerald eyes burning with an intensity that made him feel like he was on fire.

"Spyro," she said in a low, husky voice that made his scales tingle. "I want to prove Ember wrong. I know you like me better than her."

She towered over him, her lithe body blocking everything else. Even Ember's complaints were muffled out by the two dragons staring at each other's eyes as time seemed to slow down for the two of them.

"Please bear with me if I'm a bad kisser... this is my first time as well." Cynder muttered before going down to him. She laid her chest against him as she caressed his body. It was so intimate, so much warmer compared to Ember's.

But the true cherry on the top came when their eyes met and they realized how perfect this position was, as they shared an almost silent moment of recognition.

The purple dragon blushed like mad before Cynder kissed him firmly, her lips mashing against his own as she flicked her tongue between them. Spyro let out a muffled grunt, taken aback by her bold approach. He flinched initially, but the longer she held him, the deeper his submission sank in.

After a few seconds of intense passion, the two dragons broke the kiss to breathe. Cynder's tail was wagging wildly and she couldn't wipe the smug expression off her face.

"Huff... Huff... Ah~" Spyro panted, his head in cloud nine as he lay there on the ground, too overwhelmed to speak.

Ember, however, wasn't about to give up.

"Oh please," she scoffed, rolling her eyes at the black dragoness. "That's nothing special." She sounded nonchalant about the ordeal, but a slight irritation edged her voice.

Cynder growled at the pink dragoness. "What are you talking about?!"

"You're not special! Not compared to me!" Ember snapped back.

The two dragonesses continued their heated exchange, completely ignoring the fact that Spyro was still lying on the floor, dazed and confused. His mind was racing with what had just happened, and yet, he felt a strange sense of calm in spite of the chaos. He stared at the ceiling, a small smile forming on his lips as he let his thoughts wander.

"Grrr! That's it!" The pink dragoness stomped on the floor hard, which broke the purple dragon's daydreaming. "I'm not going to lose to you! Spyro! Get your mind off the gutter! Come here and say it! Who is the better dragoness?!"

The words made him blink, and he looked at the two female dragons, both of them looking at him with a mix of anticipation and excitement, eager to hear his verdict. Slowly, he stood up and began thinking, which made them lean forward, waiting for his reply.

"Hmm..." The male dragon paused, tilting his head thoughtfully. "You know what? I'm not sure."

"WHAT?!" They both yelled in unison.

He continued without paying much attention to their outburst. "You two are special in your own ways. I can't pick one of you over the other."

"Are you kidding me?! After all that, you still can't choose?!" Demanded Ember, stamping her foot.

The black dragoness nodded begrudgingly. "That's basically the same as you said last time! Make up your mind already!"

The male dragon took a deep breath and sighed, his brow furrowing as he wracked his brain for a solution. He actually can't think of anything that would get him out of this situation, as the both of them had their own charms and flaws.

As the male dragon was heavy in thought, Ember grew impatient and decided to stir things up in her favor. Deciding to be subtle this time, she pretended to slowly lose interest in the matter as she turned around, slowly swaying her tail in a seductive manner.

She could feel his eyes locked onto her shapely rear, and she knew that if she continued, she would surely have his undivided attention.

"I really don't get it. How come males can't give a straight answer right away?" She said in a low, but loud enough voice for Cynder and Spyro to hear. "I mean, if we weren't important to him, he should've already rejected us outright. It's just that we're too good for him to say no, so he's trying to come up with an excuse."

Cynder, who was watching from behind, let out a frustrated grunt. "You're impossible," she muttered under her breath. "Spyro! Don't listen to her! She's just trying to seduce you!"

But her warnings fell on deaf ears as Spyro was already too hypnotized by Ember's swinging tail. The pink dragoness couldn't help but grin as her plan was going perfectly.

"You know? If I were your mate, I'd do some... very special things for you~" she said sweetly, emphasizing the word 'special'.

As soon as those words left her maw, Cynder let out a possessive growl, and Spyro's eyes widened in surprise. The black dragoness turned to the male dragon with an incredulous look on her face. "Don't tell me you're actually considering her?!" she demanded.

"M-Maybe?" he answered sheepishly, his cheeks turning redder than Ember's scales.

Cynder snorted in disbelief, her tail lashing behind her. "You're unbelievable," she grumbled.

The pink dragoness swiveled on her clawed feet while also moving her tail in a way that would expose her private genitalia slightly, chuckling inwards when she felt the male dragon's breath audibly hitch.

Her tail-hole was visible under the swaying appendage, and she made sure that they had an ample view of it. All of it complimented her strong, round pink hips which moved in such a tempting manner as if trying to lure him in the most obscene and obscured way possible.

Her fulsome and soft, yellow underbelly drew Spyro's gaze as a gentle gradient led his eye south, dipping beneath her stomach. Between her thighs lay her sleek, scaly slit, the pink dragoness' vulva resembled a puffy entrance. Soft pink petals, rather than a smooth lip, peeked around a plump, swollen set of outer folds, pink flesh visible between them, a damp moisture dripping tantalizingly.

Her sex had puffy pink flaps, like a protective shield, surrounding the dark-pink-colored slit with a tiny red bulge protruding outward. Its smell was exotic and slightly musky but oddly sweet. Spyro liked the alluring scent coming from the dragoness with those appetizing fleshy lips. He figured this would be perfect for sucking and nipping, since its juicy form and swollenness indicated an appetizing amount of lubricants. The scents of excitement were more than tempting and a bit addictive to him.

Looking slightly above, her tail hole was surprisingly clean where it leans to a specific part of her body. The transition from scales to flesh was so smooth, so subtle that Spyro was wondering whether the pink dragoness had her tail-hole been used before.

Tail slowly twitching behind her, the pink dragoness knelt forward, pushing the enticing plushness of her rump up high as her chest remained low, flank hovering in the air in a proud display of the luscious curvature that any female envied.

As the pink dragoness was showing off her private parts to her crush, Cynder couldn't help but be enraged by how that dragoness threw away her dignity to get Spyro to look at her. And yet, she couldn't help but stare at the way she was showing off her body's appeal to attract the male dragon's attention.

Each part of her body and her movements complimented each other. The way she moves with grace felt like an exotic dance, and before she could even realize it, the black dragoness was actually thinking of doing it as well, accepting the female's actions as a challenge.

Blushing like mad, Cynder couldn't believe that she was about to stoop down to Ember's level of flirting, and yet, she was intrigued by the idea. Slowly, she glanced sideways, catching a glimpse of her tail which swayed sensually with each movement she made.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," whispered the black dragoness as she pushed herself to challenge the pink female.

Like two males vying for the attention of a female out there in nature, this time, it seemed that the females were now trying to win their own male of choice, as if their bodies were trying to say, "You will choose me."

With her lithe and slim body that would drive most males to envy, Cynder decided to do something different. Taking advantage of her body's dangerous aura and turning it into something that would make the most sexually-repressed and dominant dragon drool at the sight.

Standing upright, she spun around gracefully, as if displaying her full figure for his viewing pleasure. From his point of view, the way her sides and slender shoulders curved reminded Spyro of an hourglass. It was hard for his gaze to ignore the contour of her black scales as the gentle curve of her sides flared into wide hips that boasted the sexy traits of a dangerous and hot dragoness.

And then, there were the subtle assets that no sane male could keep his eyes away from; Cynder's tail.

Where Ember had a pink and slightly muscular tail which had a gold, acorn-like tail tip, Cynder's was almost as thin and slim as her neck, flicking eagerly from side to side. The dangerous, white bladed tip winked with what little light it managed to reflect, giving an aura of danger and excitement that seemed to bloom a certain feeling within the purple dragon.

Meanwhile, her lithe legs were toned, not unlike that of a slender goat, but her dark scutes gave them a darker sheen, sleek and long. Despite her limbs not being too thick compared to the female that stood close to her, the way they trembled every time her hips swayed forward in an attempt to seduce the dragon was, by all means, effective, showing signs of well-coordinated movements that heightened her appeal.

As she turned around to expose her well-toned flank to the purple dragon by shyly raising her tail, his eyes wandered to the plump curve of her feminine ass, and finally her small hips that flared beautifully like a juicy peach from an erotic novel.

Her ass swayed slightly, drawing a hypnotizing spiral with the movements that it was making, causing her hips to quake slightly in the process. With each swing of her ass and hip, her entire body undulated, her whole silhouette in constant flux.

Cynder's own folds were equally enticing, in a different way than Ember's. Where her counterpart had flaps, the black dragoness didn't show as much as her sleek outer lips formed a set of soft scales that nestled her intimate flesh in the center. The mere thought of playing around with her private parts sent an aching heat through the male dragon. He wanted to hold those magenta lips open in his claws, to see what she didn't show like Ember's. His length began to throb the longer he imagined opening this female slit in his paws.

He was sure that if he were to insert his tool into Cynder's love tunnel, his dragonhood would feel extra snug and firm due to the way her fleshy interior was shown when the dragoness unintentionally winked her pussy in response to his inspection. In addition, its smell was fresh and appealing. He could imagine the female's intoxicating taste in his mouth and taste the addictive wetness against his tongue.

Her tail-hole had similar qualities as Ember, but instead of a small tight fleshing ring, her's seems a bit wider and not as streamline

It all ended with her doing the same pose as Ember though, as they now stood in the same position, both had their body on display for their chosen male as they glanced at each other with a sidelong look and glare at each other.

Meanwhile, Spyro was literally drooling at the sight and could not utter a single word. Each of his pupils were focused on one part of their bodies, going back and forth as if he didn't have the time to take it all in.

The sheer sexiness of the two dragonesses was too much for Spyro to handle.

He didn't even realize that his dragonhood had come out fully of his hiding place and was now leaking a steady drip of pre cum from the tip.

'Hehe... Would you look at that~' The pink dragoness smiled gleefully as she thought she had entranced Spyro by showing her flank, but upon noticing that Cynder had basically done the same made her grumble in annoyance.

"I'm sure Spyro would prefer to breed me than an edgy spiky girl~" Ember teased the black dragoness with a wink before swaying her rump to and fro, swinging her round tail to emphasize her nice behind, hoping that this will somehow earn her more affection points than Cynder. "I bet you want to touch mine first~ Don't you Spyro~?"

"Shut the fuck up." The black dragoness blushed red like a cherry, once again getting caught into the pink menace's roundabout provocative taunts. She then submitted on showing off her femininity towards the purple male, albeit shyly as she closed her eyes shut and opened her slender yet muscular hindlegs more in an attempt to draw his gaze.

While the two females bicker with their behinds exposed to the purple male, Spyro was trying to keep himself together as his carnal desire kept begging him to go forward. The alluring figures of two female genitalia shamelessly being shown to him made it hard for the young adult male to resist the temptation to touch it with his bare golden claws as he reached out to the two delicious pussies with shaky breath and heart racing with excitement.

A long strand of drool escaped the confines of his half open maw while his pupils stared at each pussy as his mind contemplated which one to touch first.

'I bet they wouldn't mind...' The male thought as he reached to touch her fleshy pussy, only for Ember to to give out an uncontrollable twitch. She raised her rump further until it was nearly pressing against the tip of his snout. 'She does seem to strike me as the horny kind of female…'

Giving off a whimper and a pant, Ember closed her eyes tightly as her chest rose up and down at a steady pace, tail jerking around, accidentally slapping the purple male's nose lightly.

That reaction made Spyro gulp in anticipation, and he licked his maw in lust as he wished to touch and savor the pink dragoness in front of him. However, there was also the other contender who was all too eager to get touched by him.

Looking at Cynder's genitals, he couldn't help but close in the distance between his muzzle and her crotch, huffing a few hot breaths onto her private parts, letting her enticing smell enter his senses. He let out a whimper, finding out the intense smell was driving him insane as a couple beads of pre shot out from his prick and into the floor below.

Nevertheless, the sight of those hot mounds beckoned to Spyro and had him spellbound. He couldn't believe what was unfolding before his very eyes... and it had his dick raging hard and twitching.

Moving forward, the male inserted a single claw in each of the female's pussy as if to test its wetness and he heard a twin sharp gasp, followed by a moan as his purple claws rubbed onto their clitoral hood. The noise the two female dragons produced immediately sent tingling sensation all over the purple male's body and aroused him further.

"This... This is wrong," he whispered under his breath while staring at the two in delight. "They're my friends." But as much as the self-mocking thoughts swam around his brain, he couldn't tear his gaze away from the two slits as his mouth salivated and his penis erected to a degree where it throbbed with desire.

"...Hnggg~ Yes, that's it~ Right there~" Ember whimpered softly, wiggling her hindquarters slightly.

Pushing aside any hesitation that remained within himself, Spyro continued, carefully dragging his purple claws between their folds, grinning excitedly when their tails curled and they grunted lustfully at the touch. It was good. It was also moist. Very moist, and it was getting hotter. The aroused scent from them was enough to send his horny drive into the state of a male that could no longer control himself.

*squelch, squelch, squelch!*

His claws pushed and prodded, searching deep inside their passage, gently stroking the tender nerves within. Wet fluids of their love started to trickle down their legs as their senses were heightened to the male's explorations.

Ember's fleshy tunnel had a bumpier texture that extended along his digit. He could feel her juices running down his claws as he dragged his limb outside, the smooth skin that transitioned alongside it proved to be tender and juicy.

Meanwhile, Cynder's vagina was smoother, it was slick and had no bumps inside her canal. Instead it was slick with silken wetness that clenched around his digit, feeling it engulf in its tight and warm embrace, feeling it being sucked massaged in a way that made the purple dragon feel tingly

Both dragonesses were growing impatient of being prodded and tested. They would never have believed themselves to ever be at this point, submitting to the male dragon, vying for his approval.

"S-Spyro?" Cynder inquired meekly, her tone meek. "What are you doing...? T-This isn't funny anymore..."

The more Spyro kept prodding and stretching their tight holes, the hotter the purple dragon was feeling, and he decided it was time to try another approach. Retracting his claws away from their pussies Spyro leaned in to lick their respective entrance, smearing his snout with their thick feminine fluids and exhaling hot air over the sensitive folds.

A few seconds of anticipation and his muzzle pressed between those hot flaps, gently nipping, squeezing and savouring the lovely taste and texture in his maw. The sudden, hot sensation from his tonguing sent jolts of pleasure up their spine. The taste alone was a trigger for them to moan lustfully at the unparalleled ecstasy that his oral stimulation was inflicting upon their lower halves.

He ate their mounds in an alternate cycle. Ember's pussy lips had a bit of swollen goodness to it that made his muzzle sink into the delicious flesh, while Cynder's had copious amounts of female fluids that coated his maw. Each had their alluring bodily functions, but nevertheless, a pussy's a pussy, and he'd gladly delight himself on ravaging them.

Probing their pink, fleshy meat with his long, flexible tongue and wringing the secretion of their arousal directly out of their burning vaginas. Their strong yet delicious scent was so overwhelming and powerful his mind immediately reeled in primal desire while their combined taste began to rapidly etch itself within him and affect his other senses.

Without even thinking, redoubled his efforts on pleasing both females, making them moan with utterance and writhe in a drunken passion, their inner walls clenching around his lapping appendages while their body slowly swayed and their legs and tails twitch uncontrollably.

It didn't take long for their physical bodies to react. Ember was the first to react as her feminine groans grew more animalistic and guttural as her lower jaw went slack while saliva slowly dribbling past its end and onto the floor below her, and a more concentrated amount was producing from her bottom, acting as a catalyst for lubrication and attracting Spyro more.

A couple minutes more of him pleasuring her, the pink dragoness trembled. A pulse rippled along the smooth walls inside her body, and she instantly tensed up with a surprised yelp that was soon overtaken with ecstatic screams. Her hips involuntarily jerked backward, almost driving the male's tongue inside her body as her first climax splashed into his muzzle, spraying from the contracting opening between her legs and her mouth.

*squirt!*

Spyro didn't pause despite hearing her cries, nor did her orgasm slow him down in the slightest. With a delighted growl, he wrapped his maw around her bottom, his tongue going as deep as it could go and licking every part of her folds while enjoying the taste of her sexual fluids, making sure every drop was going down his throat.

After a few seconds of orgasmic release, the pink dragon's eyes rolled upward as she let out a ragged, euphoric purr as her tongue was now lolled to the side. Ember then allowed gravity to drag her downward, belly now on the ground and legs spread eagle apart, tired from constantly holding up that pose for the male dragon to properly pleasure her.

Seeing Ember spent, the male dragon turned his attention to the black dragoness panting with need after having waited for her turn.

"Grrr....!" The purple male's dominant growl made the black dragoness shiver involuntarily, and she let out a whimper and her slit twitched involuntarily when she felt Spyro's hot breath upon her sex. With his mind having demanded the taste of one more female, and since the black one had been far more impatient and had waited all this time, he couldn't wait to ravage her female folds with his maw and make her sing in submission.

"Gyaaaa~" Cynder shrieked wantonly, her tail coiling around and bumping repeatedly into the male's cheek as she gave the purple dragon what he needed; her long-awaited squeals of helpless delight.

She couldn't decide between raising her rump up high to his mouth in offering or jerking herself backward and burying her twat deeper inside his mouth.

She settled for a rhythmical bucking of her hips while trying to stifle the volume of her noises, her drool creating a pool beneath her.

There was something so amazing being pleasured by the dragon she loved, and the fact that a male was stimulating her this way, turned her on even further.

His ministration caused a wellspring of slick heat and moisture to gather between her hind legs, and that warm, delicious, slithering appendage propelled her even further down the path of an upcoming climax. She shuddered and writhed uncontrollably under Spyro's gentle exploration.

"Ah~ Ancestors...!" Cynder groaned as she slumped her head onto the floor. The way the purple dragon dragged his tongue was like an expert musician playing his favorite instrument.

Cynder's knees were shaking uncontrollably, and her forepaws scrabbled on the stone floor as they attempted to maintain their hold. Her vaginal channel rippled and throbbing in pre-orgasmic pleasure from the prolonged teasing and constant arousal, which forced her hips to jerk and roll to enhance her pleasure. The black dragoness shuddered once more and her legs suddenly went rigid before sagging in post orgasmic bliss.

In her hazy eyes and sex-induced brain, all she knew was that the room was getting more stifling and the wall seemed to be closing in. Not helping was the thick odor of sex permeating throughout the stone walls, the scent of her and Spyro's lust driving them on with reckless abandon, the urge of him continuing was far stronger than it should.

Suddenly, an intense pressure began to build up from her groin. The undeniable feeling of a mind-blowing climax approached, and every lick brought her one step closer towards fulfillment.

"Hnggg! Ahh! Spyro!" Cynder cried, hips vibrating with intense fervor and her breaths coming out in shallow, rapid succession. "Ohh fuck! Gah! Don't fucking stop! Don't fucking dare stop! Please~" Her chest heaving deeply in euphoria, tail-blade dangerously waving erratically near him.

Upon hearing her lustful words, the dragon's insatiable needs increased to the point where it was all-consuming. His nostrils flared with desire, and he greedily pushed his muzzle towards her in an attempt to make her cum.

It didn't take long till he could feel the tightening of his black dragoness partner's walls with his tongue that indicated that she was cumming any moment now.

Her last pathetic attempt to prolong the intense, pleasurable feeling had failed, and finally she lost control, coming harder and stronger than she ever had before.

Her own body felt weightless, her spirit detached, and her hearing went numb as the continuous pulsations of her gushing sex engulfed her entirety. Spyro eagerly swallowed and sucked the ejaculate of her pleasure, the flow of thick nectar pouring abundantly onto his tongue.

"Ngggg~ Argh!"

Her vision blanked momentarily as the most mind-shattering climax surged through her trembling limbs, her back arched as the rushing river of release claimed her, dragging her down into its blissful, thought-stilling flow.

And there the two female dragons lay, weak in their recovery and wanting of relief and tranquility after their explosive orgasms.

Spyro meanwhile sat on his haunches, his maw a bit sore after having serviced two hot and horny females as his mind began to regain itself.

He felt like he was swimming through a pond that had no edge. His stomach was spinning while he felt nauseated and his vision seemed fuzzy.

'W-What did I just do?' He thought, not realizing he was panting while his erected dragonhood throbbed uncontrollably. 'Did I actually do what I just did?!'

His heartbeat was going a thousand beats a minute as he stared at the two dragons in shock. What just happened had come to his mind as the purple dragon found that they were prone, eyes shut and chests slowly rising up and down as each of them had an exhausted expression across their face.

Looking down upon his still-erect dragonhood, Spyro frowned and groaned, bringing a shaky forepaw and touching it carefully.

He shivered when his sensitive prick made contact with his soft, scaly paw, closing his eyes as he cannot help but continue feeling himself by instinctively giving it a light, experimental stroke, finding himself too absorbed with lust to resist the temptation any longer.

Meanwhile, the two females had slowly risen after resting their muscles. Their bodies were sore after holding on to that posing position, but none of them dared to care as the only thing on their minds was the dragon in front of them.

Ember's eyes were bleary and unfocused as she tried to sit up to the best of her ability, a groan of exhaustion escaping her maw. "Oh ancestors... that was amazing."

"I lasted longer than you, if you're wondering." Cynder managed to say after letting out a groan, stretching her body and popping a few joints, the soreness in her muscles already lessened after the purple dragon licked them to unconsciousness.

"Whatever." The pink dragoness replied, turning around, only to have her breath get caught on her throat as she noticed Spyro pumping his meat shamelessly, not noticing that he was doing so within her peripherals.

"O-Oh my~" She purred, gathering Cynder's attention as the black dragoness turned around to follow the direction of her fellow dragoness' line of sight.

The black and pink dragonesses couldn't help themselves from being utterly entranced by the scene of Spyro jerking his rock-hard member in desperation.

It was so unusual, and so completely not appropriate for him to do, but they didn't mind in the slightest as it made the horniness that lingered within their mind and body to resurface.

"Ancestors… So that's a male's…" Cynder gulped, blushing harder the longer she stared. She hadn't seen a male's genitals before. She had only ever read it in books that involved medicine and bodily care back in the library, but seeing the real thing in front of her…

As the two females continued to stare at the male dragon masturbating in front of them, the first to snap out of the trance was Ember, who at first blushed at the idea that came upon her.

But nevertheless that blush got replaced with a smirk as she gave Cynder a side-along glance.

"Bet I could give him a better oral," She challenged the black dragoness who managed to snap out of her reverie and turn her head slightly at the pink dragoness, eye ridge raised.

Not saying another word, the pink female made her way to Spyro, who stopped pumping after noticing that he had an audience watching this entire time.

Before he could react however, Ember had already beat him to the chase. "Just relax, and let me handle everything..." Ember cooed to the stunned and embarrassed looking dragon.

He was going to do something, blushing profusely, but changed his mind when he realized that he would only wind up on the receiving end. And honestly, at this point it wouldn't do good to have the two females in front of him to be annoyed by his constant actions.

Forcing himself to take her suggestion and watching in rapt attention, she carefully placed his member against her pink maw and began to tongue at the sensitive tip with much delight and satisfaction.

"Ahhh~! Oh ancestors~" Spyro said breathlessly, shivering when he felt her warm and wet, spongy appendage, cleaning and tasting the bulbous and tapered tip of his dick and probing its urethra. He watched her eyes shut and hum in pure delight, and Ember wasted no time wrapping her maw over his member's head as she began sucking him off gently, causing him to let out a low growl that contained lustful intentions.

"This... this is nice."

Spyro's insides started melting at the same time his heart rate and blood pressure rose with a vengeance, every movement that the female made with his member within her mouth had his body thrum with tingling sensations that every adult male should experience.

Lowering her head further to the ground to adjust to his length, the dragoness continued bobbing her head in a careful, tantalizing rhythm to his whole size, sending wave after wave of pleasure surging through his shaft and nerve system.

Spyro whined sharply, trying not to writhe as her sharp teeth and rough tongue assaulted his flaring member in the best possible ways he didn't know about. It felt incredible, and even though he had given the black dragoness a chance, the idea of doing to Ember the same thing he did was strong.

As the two dragons were lost in their own world of pleasure, Cynder watched in jealousy at how she was left out, only to sigh defeatedly and once again roped in into Ember's challenge.

"Hmm-- Ah?!" The pink dragoness felt her body being tugged away, the dragonhood that she was busy sucking suddenly popped off her maw as she was being dragged away by the black dragoness' shadow tendrils, replacing her immediately.

"My turn, princess," Cynder told her briefly, allowing the purple dragon no time to react.

She then shoved all his length down her throat and to the male's surprise, she managed to take his entire thing, her muzzle bumping against his base, her throat fluttering around his member, constricting it gently and applying slight, teasing pressure around him.

Spyro could see the bump that formed on her throat, a tell-tale sign that she managed to take him with no trouble, no protest or hesitation whatsoever.

"Ggggrrrr~! Ah! Cynder, fuck!" He moaned in his throes, the black dragoness lasting a few seconds longer before popping free of the dragonhood blocking her airways as strands of saliva connected between her muzzle and his dick.

"G-Gack! Haak!" The black dragoness coughed and almost gagged a few times, taking deep breaths between short coughs and wincing whenever her gag reflexes reacting up from having his large member clog her throat.

As much as she tried to fight down the need to cough more, Cynder could never get rid of this pleasurable tickle that lingered down her throat.

Once she managed to suppress the urge and lick the rest of his leaking pre off of her, Ember suddenly pulled her away and stared at her, face to face.

"It's my turn! Don't butt in!" The pink dragoness glared before Cynder could utter a response.

Cynder growled. "No, mine! He's obviously enjoying it from the way his penis is quivering, pinky!"

The pink female rolled her eyes. "Are you blind?" she snorted. "You don't even have the skill that I have!"

"Ummm..." The purple male meekly tried to intervene, to which the two females looked at him with a glare.

"What?" Both of them sharply asked in unison, startling the dragon whose mouth was open.

"Maybe... you two could do it at the same time?" He suggested before closing his eyes immediately in fear of the response he will receive.

Although at first, the two females thought they heard it wrong, and when they looked at him again and the implications behind those words, the two females took a moment to understand him, before the reality of what he said sank in their mind.

One look was enough between the pink and black dragonesses before the same word passed by their maws.

"No..." Both of them uttered at once.

Both of them stared into his eyes. He saw no emotion in them, but Spyro could see how both dragonesses were suppressing their need for his dick and the interest that were burning brightly in their pupils.

"No," They stated firmly, albeit with their eyes moving slightly downwards to the meat stick twitching, hard and waiting for their return.

"You have to learn to share," the purple dragon quietly begged.

Neither female said a word. It was like a dangerous stand-off between him and two females, with his dick in the middle of it.

Unfortunately for the two dragonesses, the awkward silence stretched longer and neither one made a move or said anything.

After a couple seconds, his hardened cock wilted.

When his growing interest was put down and his need died, the two females let out a sigh of dissatisfaction before yielding.

"Ugh. Fine! I suppose for now we can share." Surprisingly, Ember was the one who suggested they do so.

Cynder grumbled something unintelligible under her breath, but nevertheless the two females walked together and both bent down and kissed the sides of his dragonhood, making the male jolt in surprise but immediately relaxed once he enjoyed it all the same.

His pride rekindled when the two dragonesses gave his length languid licks from base to head, bathing in their collective drool and tongues slithering in tandem to stimulate his erogenous zones.

What's surprising was that they managed to do so while tasting the each other's drool, each giving a guttural moan that made the scene in front of his cock hot as fuck.

"Oh gods!" Spyro exclaimed, breathing sharply as both females licked with an eagerness that was almost impossible to describe.

Each slurp, lick, and suck was divine and the attention his penis was getting was like none other he could imagine, every nook and cranny of his hard length was given their individual lick, lovingly tended to the best that their small, hungry maws can ever give him.

His mushroom-like tip and pre-oozing urethra were devoured by both muzzles. While the girthy knot was handled by both their nimble and eager tongues that tried to stimulate him on an additional level.

"Ahhh~ Fuck~" He threw his head back as both females intensified their oral service by taking turns on sucking him, bobbing their heads eagerly as the noises of his growling became their indicator of how much they were progressing to the point of no return.

It wasn't long until the two females noticed that his penis was leaking constantly and was squirting pre-seed with greater volume.

"I think he's cumming~" Ember spoke as she licked the pre-cum that was dribbling down to the base of his knot. She savored the virile taste of his seed, and let out an orgasmic shiver when it oozed down her throat. She was sure if he came as much as that in his normal climax, she might suffocate.

"Mmmm~" Cynder let out a humming sound of agreement.

With that being said, Ember moved from the base of his prick to the part that led to his knot. Using her paws, she began rubbing, stroking and palming the plump, soft mass as the black dragoness continued sucking and licking his tip up to half of his length where her muzzle met the pink dragoness' own.

Their efforts were rewarded when the male's breathing quickened, hips bucking against their maws as his orgasms were growing closer and stronger than he thought was possible.

"Oh shit! Oh fuck!" Spyro moaned, body shaking in pleasure and excitement as his time to release was getting harder to contain.

Soon after that statement, the pink female dragoness intensified her motions, stroking him faster and fondling his knot. At the same time the black female dragoness increased the intensity of her sucking by applying more pressure and going as far as swallowing as much as she could, bumping muzzles with Ember every time she bobbed her head down to meet her.

It wasn't long before the dragon let out a shout and then he was there, the build up climax reaching its peak until he hit the zenith, finally climaxing.

Thick bursts of his cum suddenly expelled from his urethra, bursting out in several rapid-fire streams as it flooded the two females servicing him. His body arched forward and both females' eyes widened at the force and quantity, as it splattered all over their face with amazing ferocity.

Immediately, the two pulled back and opened their maws, ropes of his sticky white fluids landing in random places of their faces but most of it had settled inside their maw as they tasted a good chunk of his seed.

They closed their eyes and relished the taste of his cum, moaning in satisfaction as they swallowed every last drop of his semen.

When the purple male's orgasm slowly died down, a loud ringing insinuated in his ears while the vibrations of his lower body were a steady hum beneath his sensitive crotch and aching legs. The two females noticed that his orgasm waned, and swallowed what little cum had left in their maw, shuddering once again with an orgasmic gasp.

Spyro lay there, spent and worn down, with no desire to get up nor clean himself, his tongue hung outside and his sides heaved as he gasped for air while drool coated his mouth.

"Haa... Huff..." His breathlessness seemed unending, like he had run a marathon and his body felt weak. His limbs trembled and a laxness set throughout his body, rendering his ability to walk and talk futile.

His penis softened in response to his waning orgasm and dangled helplessly along his legs. The male dragon's prone form meant that he couldn't do anything at the moment.

"Oh dear~ I think we may have gone a bit overboard~" Ember cooed as she licked off the cum that was left lingering on the purple male's body. "Here~ Let me help you clean up~"

"..." Cynder silently stood there, regaining her composure and clarity as the hazy, lustful fog that took control of her mind began to clear. Upon looking at the purple dragon's form and wiping the cum that remained on her face, the black dragoness blushed hard when she realized what she had done.

"I think we should hurry up and clean this place..." She noticed the mess that they had made and their bodily fluids that formed big and small puddles on the floor. The dragoness couldn't believe that they had defiled the temple's hallways in a drunken state because they could not keep their lust in control, but the more she tried not to think of the things they just did, the more embarrassment crept up her features.

Ember nodded in agreement, knowing better to get over and get it over with quickly. It was a miracle that none had heard nor seen the debauched acts that they had done.

"For once, I think I agree with you." Upon acknowledging the mess, the purple dragon that was tired after cumming so hard, tried to stand up, only to be supported by the two females that immediately went to his side.

"Woah! Be careful there. If you pass out, it'll be hard to carry you," Cynder told him, sighing deeply as the reality of their actions hit her, even if a part of her mind couldn't understand why they did those things.

"I-I know. Just let me rest for a bit..." Spyro waved off their concerns, leaning against the wall as the two females reluctantly let him go. "I'll join in cleaning up our mess after I rest up for a bit."

"Okay, if you say so." Ember responded back in worry and hesitation, staring at him as he tried to catch his breath.

With the escapade finally done and thinned down, Ember and Cynder scrambled their wings together to find what little rags and spare paper they had left from cleaning, trying to clean and wipe every speck of evidence about them defiling the sacred floor of the temple.

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The End?