Inflating the Dragon

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Swelling with His Seed

Clive groaned, rolling his hips up from where he lay on the bed, comfortably stretched out for the lust of his partner. It was easy to lose himself in a lazy Sunday afternoon, taking a break from working from home, though, frankly, the blue-scaled dragon was only trying to get ahead of himself before he went on holiday with his partner, Dan. He had to work a lot to make sure that he didn't have to work on holiday, but that was, in a way, simply the way in which the world was going. One day, he wouldn't have to worry about that, not even in the dim afternoon light of his bedroom, the blue of the curtains filtering through the sunshine to a tinted glow.

"I know you need a break, darling..."

His partner was not much shorter than him, but Dan's cocky smile and the little tilt of his head made his guts churn and his heart melt in a way that no one else ever had been able to do. Dan arched his back, grinding down against Clive's large cock, the soft, blue skin pulling back and forth over the larger dragon's cock as Dan ground over it. He purred, kneading Clive's chest with his hands, yet the dragon knew that he could do far more for his partner than merely take his dick into his tail hole.

That was a good start, however - or it would have been if the small, copper dragon had not had something else in mind, his horns lightly curved as if they had been specifically designed to match the cute little smirk on his muzzle. Everything about Dan said that he was light and lithe, wriggling and squirming, plate scales lining the full length of his spine, though they gave the impression, at first glance, that he had hair on top of his head to those that did not know him, the plate scales there a little raised, showing the edges. His horns curved softly but otherwise flowed back along the line of his skull, the tips pushed in a touch as if they were trying to touch one another, pointing at his spine.

He didn't have as big of a cock as Clive, but that didn't matter to Dan, not as he slipped down on the bed between his partner's legs, his tongue snaking out, taking his time, enjoying the moment. It was better to be there, to be where his mind thought he was safe, for the outside world could be oh so very scary at times. There were so many bad things going on in the world that he had to hide himself away, just sometimes, just so that he could slip down, take his leave of that kind of reality. But wasn't that what sex was supposed to be for everyone - a relief and a break from that side of living?

Clive moaned, his hand resting on the back of Dan's head, between his horns, while the little dragon savoured his cock. It had been easy to slip into lust with his partner, when they had met a couple of years back, but there wasn't anything that would have dragged Clive away from Dan, not now that they knew each other so intimately. They simply fit one another, in life and in their kinks and, frankly, in a world such as theirs, that was not always so easy to find.

They took their pleasure with each other, though not even Clive could resist a long, deep moan as his partner's lips slid down and down and down over his cock, swallowing every inch down that he possibly could. It always amazed Clive just how much of his dick the little dragon, his sweet lover, could take down his muzzle, though a dragon's muzzle, indeed, was made for cock sucking. No, it was the width that was more difficult still for anyone to take and several partners, to be fair, had failed in the past, before he had met Dan.

Dan, however, moaned and pressed down, his jaws strained so wide, not even able to use his tongue to flick up against and curl around that cock, pressing up to the base. The most Dan could do was purr and weakly wriggle his tongue against the underside, as much as he hungered to take even more of the drake's cock into his hungry maw. There was nothing better for him, losing sense of himself already, breath catching in his throat, though he could have snatched in air through his nostrils even if Clive drove into the back of his throat.

Yet it was just a taste, a flavour of what was to come, growling around him, Dan urgently pressing his head down, hands on his partner's nuts. He rubbed and rolled Clive's fat, round balls between both hands, once again surprised by how quickly they had filled, for it always seemed as if the dragon was more than ready to go, at all times. Whenever he fully spent his nuts, to the extent that the physical body allowed, they refilled themselves just as quickly, but that was the case when there was magic running through a dragon's blood, after all...

It was that very magic that made it easy for Dan to stretch his jaws wide, allowing his partner's pre-cum to slip down his throat, slickening its own path, moaning around the fatness of his girth. Oh, how terribly it was needed and yet he pumped the length of cock that he could not fit in his maw and kneaded his partner's nuts as if there would never again be a fuck like that for them, nothing that they would ever again be able to savour in delectable passion. He moaned, pressing in deeper, harder, Clive acclimatising himself to the pressure.

He needed it, needed it all, yet it was only when Clive's hand landed heavily on the back of his head that Dan could truly let go, gulping and moaning, a hot spot of cum hitting the back of his throat. It pushed right past his gag reflex as he drove down another inch that he always thought he couldn't quite swallow, yet he was proved wrong each and every time. Clive hissed through his teeth with a sharp snap of his jaws, though the lash of his tail against the bedsheets betrayed his deeper need.

One orgasm was the dragon just getting ready, forcing Dan's head down, even though his partner was more than amenable to it, swimming in lust. Licking his lips, Clive snarled, lips pulling back briefly from his sharp, glistening, white teeth, feral need overcoming him, even though he, and his partner, were both anthros. Dan purred against him, cheeks puffed out with the strain of taking his cock, but each thick, heavy load of cum that he pumped out, spurt after spurt, flowed straight down to the pit of Dan's stomach.

Yet it would rest there for longer than needed, heavy, sultry. Dan groaned, taking it all, feeling the weight of it, how it pinned him in place better than any bondage ever could have done, yet everything was exactly as it needed to be in the moment, heat crawling through their scales, a sultry trickle of cum oozing from the corner of Dan's lips. Yet the weight, oh, the weight... For his partner's nuts refilled themselves with dragon magic even as they spent the loads that they thought they had to, making it exactly so he could cum indefinitely if that was what he so chose.

But he couldn't take it all down his throat, not as Clive's more demanding, quietly commanding hand closed around his horn, dragging him up and back. There was a light pudge to Dan's stomach, yet no one other than Clive would ever know what that small bulge was, for it was far from Dan eating a little too much at dinner but evidence of something far more erotic than anyone outside their relationship would have ever expected or understood.

More still was to come as he was drawn up and over his partner, straddling Clive as if he was in a dominant position even though he was most certainly not. They switched at times, but it was lighter when it came to Dan taking a top position, more comfortable on the bottom, taking Clive's cock and every drop of cum that his body could produce.

"Come on..." Clive panted breathlessly, eyes gleaming with need, a horn poking back into a pillow that would, of course, later have to be repaired, yet again: horns were a risk like that. "Fucking...get down...on me..."

He enunciated his point with a sharp jab up with his hips, though it mostly came from a roll up of his glutes, legs laid out flat on the bed. Clive smirked, a gleam in his eyes, blood hot and body aching for it. He knew he didn't have to do all the work, for he could take all that he required from his position, the king of the moment. A dominant's power, after all, was only such because the submissive afforded it, the power play a teasing touch that eased back and forth, something that any consenting sub could take back to neutral if they so chose.

But not with Clive and Dan, loving and lusting for one another far, far too much for that. Clive pushed up, grinding his hard, still drooling cock against his backside. He moaned, deep and guttural, but Dan already knew what to do, lifting his hips only enough to present the tip of that hard, wanton length to his hole. It was needed, all so very desperately, panting, whimpering, Dan's head falling back. His stomach churned and the littler dragon, a good bit shorter than Clive at the best of times, let his jaws hang open as he took a cock deep, deep deep up into his anal passage.

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