TLoS: Challenge of Hearts (Chapter 5)
Chapter 5: Place of Escape
The two dragons sat in the morning sunlight pressed against each other, Spyro could tell how much he meant to her even though they had only been together for just over fifteen minutes. It was the way Cynder held herself against him, how she continued to rub her tail against his, trying to find a way around it, as if wanting to tie herself to him. The way she rested almost her entire body weight against him, Spyro could feel that he was the one thing that stopped Cynder from falling over in that one moment.
Spyro made it to his feet, and Cynder slowly detached herself from the purple dragon, wanting nothing more than to stay glued to his side for the rest of their time. But both Cynder and Spyro knew that it would be hard to tell the rest of the dragons of their relationship. For not only was Cynder still ridiculed by the other dragons of being the dark master's slave, but almost every other dragon in the temple fought to become Spyro's love. And the dragonesses never knew when to quit, until Spyro himself made it clear that he wasn't interested in any that tried to gain his attention. Either by ignoring them completely for days on end, or just making a spectacular speech embarrassing whichever dragoness it was directed to. Eventually Spyro became just like every other dragon in the temple, everyone knew that he would make a choice, but in all their minds, he just wasn't ready yet. That was not true.
The purple dragon had his mind set on Cynder during the final battle against Malefor. It was seeing his love pass out that gave him the strength he required to unleash his final assault on the psychotic dragon.
Cynder eyed Spyro passionately for a moment. She was over her head at that moment. She had fallen in love with the purple dragon ever since her release. And now he was finally her love. "Spyro, what is going to happen to us now?" The black dragoness took a step away from Spyro, unaware that she was standing on his bed once more.
"I- I don't know Cynder. I don't know how the guardians will think of this. But they don't have to know anytime soon." Spyro watched Cynder sit down on his bed, deep in thought at the time. "But I don't want to think about that. Despite what happened this morning, I still want to make up for what I did yesterday." Spyro made his way to the window, ignoring the torn curtain that lay on the floor underneath his paws. "But now I don't have to worry about your reaction."
Cynder tilted her head to the side upon hearing Spyro's statement. "You were going to say that you lo-"
Spyro turned to face Cynder, knowing quite well what she was going to say. "I was... But then you fought against Ember and I had no choice. I was going to tell you but I wanted it to be perfect." The purple dragon turned back to the window, facing the outside world. "But if you want to stay inside the temple I understand. There is one thing that I have to fix up anyway."
"No... Please. I want to know what you had planned for today."
Spyro flashed a small grin. "Great. Follow me..." Spyro launched himself out the window, wanting nothing more than to show Cynder what he originally had planned for the dragoness who almost immediately shot out the window, following Spyro out into the wilderness away from the dragon temple.
Cynder followed Spyro for several minutes as he casually flew over the dense forests of Avalar. The black dragoness moved to beside Spyro so that she could speak. "Where are we going?"
"I can't tell you Cynder." Spyro spotted their destination in the distance. It was a mountain amongst the edge of the forest. Spyro lazily let his forelegs go limp. Feeling his casual changes in direction made him seemingly point down to whichever location was in their path. Spyro also let his head hang against his chest, wanting nothing more than to disturb Cynder as to their actual direction.
Cynder instantly found herself glancing down to whatever direction Spyro's paws were facing. Then it hit her. I've seen this before. It... Can't be...
Spyro lifted his head from his chest, staring towards the side of the mountain which housed a large cave that he had been working on during the early days of the war against Malefor.
The two dragons swooped down towards the cave, saying nothing to each other in the process. Cynder slowed as the entrance to the cave wouldn't allow for both dragons to enter at the same time. Giving Spyro enough room to pass through easily. The second Cynder landed inside the cave, she saw Spyro facing her, eyes widened to an almost unnatural state.
Cynder tried her best to ignore Spyro's stare at her, examining every inch of the unnaturally large cave. "Spyro, why did you bring me here?"
"I haven't been here for years. I started it during the war against Malefor to get away from the world. I carved out every inch of this cave." Spyro sat on his haunches, continuing to stare at the black dragoness before him. "You are the only other dragon that knows of this place. I used to come here when I needed some time to think," The purple dragon paused for a second. "Either that, or practise my earth element by removing bits of the rock."
Cynder could do nothing but stand in awe of what Spyro had dug into the mountainside. The entrance was nothing larger than Spyro was now, but on the inside there was enough room to easily hold a family of dragons safe from the world. "How long did it take you to make this?"
"I can't remember. But I'm thankful that I did. Because I've found myself inside here a lot recently, trying to escape from the constant speeches from dragonesses that want to be my mate." Spyro scoffed slightly at the thought. "But it's always seemed emptier ever since the end of the war. There has always been someone wanting my help or something needing assistance. But now that the wars over, I've had nothing to do. No part of my life takes up more than half the day. But that's why I come here. To escape from the world and enjoy the silence of peace."
"Why were you hiding in here when the people needed assistance?"
"Because I'm tired of being the saviour. I hate being the 'purple dragon of legend'. Everyone wants you to do everything for them. I admit, sometimes it's nice to be the 'one and only' for hundreds of years, but most of the time I just got sick of it. Bringing myself to tend to every single person's deeds constantly gave me no time for myself. That is why I came here. I could hear their calls, and I knew exactly what they wanted. But there were times when I thought that I was all there was. I was the only hope. Like I was alone in the world with no help coming. But then I found you."
Cynder got up from her seated position to approach Spyro. "W- why me?"
"Because there was something different about you Cynder. I knew from the moment I met you that something was different. Most of the time I never understood why I had that feeling. But now I do. You understand that I am different from the rest of the world, that I have my own feelings and opinions. It was like you knew that I didn't want any of this, and accepted me just as any other dragon in the world. That's one of the reasons that I fell in love with you." Spyro let his head hang limp, almost grazing his nose against the stone floor in the process. "And that is why I have brought you here. I wanted to share that piece of my life with you. And what this means to me. To some it might just be a hole in the side of a mountain. But to me, it's my escape from the world, where I am no better than any other being in Avalar." Spyro lifted himself up from the ground. "Where I can be with nothing but myself. But now that you're here, I feel as if it could be something more."
"Spyro, I never knew you felt that way."
"There is much about me that you do not know. But hopefully in the future, you will learn everything."
Spyro padded closer to Cynder who continued to scan around the cave. "Spyro..." The black dragoness stared out through the small hole that was the entrance. "This place is almost large enough to raise a family."
"That was my original plan. I spent so much time here that I planned for the future. I knew that the war wouldn't last forever. But eve if I was to fall, then another dragon would come across this place and call it home."
"Don't speak like that Spyro. You can never die, you're not supposed to until the change of generations." Cynder looked back down at the purple dragon who continued to eye her lovingly.
"And this isn't a change of generations Cynder? Look around you. WE are the next generation, but with only so few of us it will be a long time before the dragons reach their peak again." Spyro had reached Cynder's side, and he proceeded in rubbing his side against her, eventually turning his body around so their heads were together.
"There is only one way to do that Spyro..."
"It is too soon Cynder, surely you know that. We have just reached the age that we can mate and conceive, but I do not want a child yet. I need some time to enjoy the free life. To have nothing to do all day but enjoy life. That is what I have dreamt of since before I can remember."
Cynder sighed slightly, but the whole situation seemed strange to her. Spyro, the purple dragon of legend, has admitted to loving her. And continued to share pieces of his life with her, including a space large enough to bear children when the time comes. "Spyro, why are you telling me this? What is the real reason that you showed me this place?"
"Because I love you Cynder." Spyro answered back almost immediately.
Cynder almost couldn't believe her ears once more. Is this a dream? She continued to ask herself.
Before Cynder could create a response, Spyro continued. "I would love nothing else than to have hatchlings and raise a family with you, but as much as I want to do that, I need some time to enjoy life. Some time to just sit back and watch the world go by." Spyro stepped before Cynder and continued his stare into her eyes.
This cannot be happening... Cynder picked up one of her forelegs and placed it against Spyro's bottom jaw. He rubbed down into her paw, almost losing himself just from the contact. Only to quickly pull his head back staring at Cynder, putting on a serious face once more.
"Cynder, can you wait a time until I know that we're ready?"
"I know that it is too soon for us Spyro, I just can't believe that you would make something like this, on nothing but a hope that all will go well... But yes, I could wait forever if that is what you want."
"Forever is a bit much, but thank you anyway." Spyro took a small step closer towards Cynder, leaving their faces merely inches apart.
Both dragons stayed there for a moment, Spyro almost lost himself from the increased scent of Cynder being so close to him. But the purple dragon stayed in control of his actions. Cynder, on the other hand, could not.
Before Spyro could think of anything past Cynder, Spyro felt Cynder press her maw against Spyro's for a moment, only to recoil back several feet. Almost embarrassed by her action towards her new love.
Cynder immediately turned her head and hid it beneath one of her wings. "I'm sorry Spyro, I don't know what came over me... I couldn't control myself, I- I... Knew what was going to happen, but..." She continued to hide her face from Spyro, but he wondered why she was acting so strangely about it.
"Cynder..." He cooed gently, causing Cynder to slow her thoughts. "It is nothing to be worried about... In fact, I rather liked it." The black dragoness removed her head from hiding, to view Spyro with an almost begging look upon his face. "Why are you ashamed of something like that?"
"I don't know... I'm not used to this... This... Us, all of it! I can-"
"And you think that I am? Cynder, You know that I have had no time in my life to enjoy something that took less than a second. That one moment was more enjoyable than most of my life has ever been..." Spyro started on his way to move closer to Cynder once more. The black dragoness had moved into the only ray of light into the cave, which gave her an almost goddess like appearance. "I may not be ready to have a family, but that doesn't mean I want nothing to do with you until then."
Spyro moved into the single stream of light, placing both dragons within the light against each other. "I can't believe it..." Cynder said softly, so that not even she could hear it.
Again, there was only inches between the two dragons as they both stood in the bright mid-morning light, sending hundreds of light specks dancing around the cavern. But Spyro was focused on the dragoness before her. For this time, it was him that created the contact between them.
Spyro stepped closer to Cynder again, pressing his body against her, feeling the warmth from her body against his. Spyro sat on the ground beside Cynder as she did the same, leaving their maws pressed against each other. Spyro felt the deep feeling swell up inside of him again, he knew exactly what was coming, but he knew that if he stayed on the ground nothing could go wrong. Cynder continued to try and press herself against Spyro, wanting nothing more than to be connected to her love in almost every way. But as the two dragons continued to break apart and reconnect with the other's maw they were both lost within their own mind.
Cynder flicked her tongue out, brushing up against the outside of Spyro's lips a few times, but after her third brush against him she found that his tongue had joined hers between them.
Spyro pressed his maw into Cynder's with an almost renewed vigour, knowing that, if given the chance, she would mate him right then. But as Spyro felt Cynder push back against him and felt her tongue dance around his between their maws, he also felt the familiar pulsating feeling that his member had attained.
Regretfully, Spyro pulled his maw away from Cynder's. Knowing that despite his vow to wait until it felt right, he would've lost control of himself within a few short moments if they were to continue their passion.
"That was... Incredible..." Cynder mumbled out softly. "I love you Spyro."
"I love you too Cynder."