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It has been a few years since I've met Spyro, having seen the dragon grow and develop in his skills. Although some of those years were difficult, I find myself quite fond of him. Watching as he became even more like the larger dragons, although with somewhat softer features than the other dragons. And while he's still somewhat strong headed and brash, he's certainly developed a more rounded out personality. He's even let me in on some of his lessons, allowing me to learn more than I did with my tribe.

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It's a sunny day in Avalar; nice, bright, and hot. Leading me to sticking to the shade for the most part. Coming through one of the local stone and brick tunnels, I pad from one of the rounded gardens to a beach-like area. Having some grassy areas, sandy beaches, separated by a large, slow moving river, with caves and coves cut into the cliff faces that spot the area. A sheep runs past just before I get to the corner, catching me by surprise, taking a moment before walking into the clearing.

"Gah!"

My ears perk up and I turn to where the sheep ran from only to find Spyro running full force towards me. The moment he sees me, the dragon tries to stop, to change direction, but nothing can stop him from hitting me, head first against my chest. I tell out and fall back, the ground catching me after the both of us fly in the air. It feels as though all of the air is taken out of me, and I instinctively try to breath again, only to be stopped by the weight now on top of me. I begin to panic as I'm unable to take breathe, patting his shoulders as hard as I can.

"G-get... off-ff..." I manage to say, feeling my lungs become truly empty. My eyes begin to roll back slightly into my skull as Spyro shifts his paws to my sides, finally lifting himself off of me. Gasping, I finally manage to fill my lungs with air, coughing deeply while the dragon looks down at me with concern.

"Hunter? Are you ok?" He asks, huffing deeply.

"F-fuck..."

He continues to look down at me, expecting an answer. "H-Hunter?"

"I'm... I-I'm fine..." I say, trying to manage the coughing fit.

"That's good, I'm so sorry."

With this, he gets off of me, a deep purple blush staining his cheeks. I slowly sit up, catching my breath as best I can. "It's ok, I... I just need a moment."

The dragon shifts side to side, primarily on his back legs, his eyes shifting around almost nervously.

"You ok?"

"Yeah... um..." Spyro tries to say, losing his voice for a moment. "It's nothing..."

"Seems a little more than nothing." I press a paw to my chest.

"I'm... J-just distracted."

"On?"

"It's my sessions, we're going over biology." Spyro says as he plops his butt down onto the grass, front legs going in between his thighs.

"And... that has you distracted?"

The dragon becomes outright shy at this, almost shrinking in frame. "We've been covering dragons, start from a base before going onto other creatures. You know? Well, there are some... sensitive parts of the learning. The teacher assigned us some scrolls to read, and they had... diagrams."

"What are they on? The scrolls I mean." I ask, getting a little closer to him.

"They," Spyro looks around a little, before bringing his maw closer to me. "They are on... mating sessions in dragons."

"O-oh! And... the diagrams had you distracted?"

"H-Hunter!" Spyro exclaims, looking around to check if anyone was around. Knowing that we're alone enough, I can't help but smile at this. Seeing the hot-headed, brash, confident dragon being so shy about biology, it's just a little comical. Picking up on this, the dragon huffs out a plume of smoke from his nose. "It's not funny!"

"Didn't say it was, just... weird seeing you so shy. G-good weird, I mean."

Spyro looks away, squirming slightly. "They... were detailed, ok?"

"It's ok, Spyro. We've all looked at some 'private' scrolls from time to time."

"Wait... seriously?"

"Yeah, we're both guys, right? Between friends."

This seems to calm him down a little, but he still has an anxious feel to him as he nods.

"Now," I continue. "Do you want to talk more about it?"

Taking a moment, he nods again. "Y-yeah..."

"Well, what did you learn from the scrolls?"

"They detailed mating rituals between dragons, how... how they're started. How some dragons do it privately, and others do it more publicly."

"I see, so dragons are generally more open about these things?"

"Y-yeah, it seems so. But, um... in the scrolls. They detailed some dragons who, m-male dragons, who mate... with other males." Spyro says, the words almost hard to get out.

Hearing this, it finally makes sense on why he's been so shy, he's going through some self-discovery. "Oh! You're... were you intrigued by that?"

"Wh-what? N-no! Of course not! W-why would I be intrigued? By being with some big, scaly, m-male dragon?"

"Hey," I finally close the distance between the two of us, wrapping my arms around his lower neck. "You're ok."

Spyro trembles slightly, his head lowering a little, his voice lowering as he lets out a small sniffle. "But I... I shouldn't..."

"Who says you shouldn't? I ask, knowing he's probably thought himself into a bit of a spiral.

"Well, n-no one... but, shouldn't I want to be with a dragoness?"

"Do the scrolls not say there are male dragons who mate with other male dragons?"

"I... y-yeah?"

"And male dragons who mate with female dragons?"

"Yeah? I don't... see..."

"They don't use different terminology, do they? Between the two, I mean."

"N-no..." Spyro says, his voice getting a little louder.

"Do they discourage one and not the other?" I ask him, rubbing his shoulder softly.

"No..."

"Then doesn't it seem other dragons accept it? I mean, your teacher suggested the scrolls, in which use the same terminology for same-sex and different-sex mating. Doesn't it make sense that it's accepted?"

"I..." he starts, seemingly starting to accept the conclusion. "I guess it does."

"I'm guessing your professor also read through them beforehand, so he probably knew and accepted it." I nose his neck, purring out. "Who knows? Maybe he also tested it out. You know, all in the pursuit of education."

"Mmmph, don't make it weird... he's way too old." Spyro lets out a small chuckle, the worry slowly ebbing away.

"It's only weird if you have a thing for teacher." I say, kissing him at the base of his neck, my lips planting in between his shoulder blades, purring out deeply for a moment. This makes the both of us stop as we realise what I did. Pulling away a little, Spyro looks down at me, his maw opening as if to say something, before closing. It opens again, and then closes. I run my paw over Spyro's cheek, gulping as our eyes meet.

"You know, I've... never noticed..." I say, my voice weak.

"Noticed what?" Spyro responds.

"How bright your eyes are..."

"That's so damned cheesy." The dragon shifts slightly, his blushing cheek rubbing against my paw.

I slowly move my maw forward, stopping within an inch of Spyro's for a moment, before firmly kissing him. Closing my eyes, I moan out as our lips run over each other's, getting just a taste of his maw. It's a warm type of spicy, like cinnamon, mixed with smoke and roasted meat. After a moment, Spyro relaxes into the kiss, our lips parting as we begin to fully make out.

Once our mouths are open, I feel a push of warm air fill my throat. Tingly and passionate, it almost feels like embers fill my chest, but it doesn't hurt nor burn me. I'm filled with bliss from this, feeling every part of my body begin to heat up, as if my very core has become pure desire for Spyro. I push forward softly, moving as deep as I can into the kiss, not wanting this to end too soon.

With an intake of breath through his nostrils, the Firedrake breaths another warm gust into me, bringing an even deeper blush to my cheeks. At this, I pull out of the kiss, smoke pouring out with my breath, tiny plums of grey vapour escaping my own nostrils. My mind feels fogged from the sensations inside of me, the warmth pulsating through every part of my body. I place a paw to my forehead, trying to clear my mind enough to speak.

"Wh... wh-what... did you...?" I ask the dragon, being met by him moving his maw to my ear.

"A little dragon trick I learned from a scroll. A dragon's fire is partially formed from their intent: damage comes from the intent to cause harm. But if you intend to... say... heighten lust, then a dragon could fan the flames of desire in someone." Spyro tells me, nosing my cheek.

"You're getting into it now, aren't you?"

"It's kinda hard to deny, all things considered."

He opens his legs and reveals his inner thighs. Sitting in between his legs is his erect, dark purple cock, a good foot and a half of dragon length leaking thick pre from the tapered tip. The underside of its midsection is segmented, with the top being one whole section. A bulging knot sits halfway out from his draconic slit. I'm mildly surprised at no visible balls, having heard that dragons internal 'equipment'. Honestly, I'm more surprised by how big he is, and how he hasn't had any interest before.

"Now, would you kindly... bend over, and lift your tail?" Spyro asks, kissing me on my nose.

With a small moan, I do as the dragon tells me, feeling exposed once my tail rises. "N-now what...?"

"Patients, little one. We have all day to explore," Spyro states as he pads around me, licking his lips, eyes focused on my ass. "And rushing things only makes for mistakes."

My paws go to the floor to stabilise myself, my digits digging into the dirt as I feel Spyro nudge at my backside with his nose. I don't have time to wonder what he's doing, before I feel him sniff at my ass, his nostrils flaring as my fur ruffles. He lets out a long, pleasure filled moan at this, licking his lips in anticipation.

"Mmmph, I can only smell you. I'm guessing you're a top?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"S-switch..." I respond, looking away.

"Why so shy? A switch with no bottoming experience isn't shameful."

"It's not just... bottoming, I have no experience in..."

"Oh? O-oh..." The dragon takes a moment before kissing both of my ass cheeks, soft and caring in his action. "That just means we're in the same position. And that I'll have to be careful, with my delicate little kitty."

"Don't..."

"Hmm?"

"Don't you dare be careful. You want to explore dragon breeding sessions? Then you don't hold back." I say, looking him in the eye as best I can. "I know how territorial... dominant, dragons are. I may have listened in on those sessions you've had. So... you make me yours. You hear me?"

"As my kitty wishes, but you do realise what you're asking of me, right? I can't promise anything I get going."

"Good, you need to claim me properly." I grin, shaking my backside softly.

Spyro purrs deeply as he presses his muzzle against my backside, locking his lips around my hole. The moment he makes contact, I shiver softly, feeling his tongue push into my sphincter. Gripping onto the ground, I push back against the dragon's maw, already wanting more in me. In response, Spyro snakes his tongue into my ass, making me squirm and shiver with need. His appendage is so hot, and wet... and slimy. It's a weird sort of pleasure, but one I crave more of. Thick saliva enters my bowels with his tongue, before backing up and covering the crack of my ass.

"That's right... get right up in there..." I encourage him, digging my claws into the dirt.

He's a master with his tongue, seemingly knowing all of my weak spots almost instantly. Getting to my prostate, the dragon makes sure to give it attention, circling around the mass before licking across its surface. Repeating this action a few times, he makes sure I'm nice and flustered before he pushes his tongue even deeper. My hole spreads around his thick appendage as more and more of it enters me. Pushing through my rectum, he finds the entrance to my colon and begins to encircle it, teasing the sphincter softly.

'Oh god... how fucking long is his tongue?' I think to myself, unable to properly form the words to ask out loud.

I let out a loud moan as Spyro pushes his tongue tip through into my colon, getting oh so deep into my ass. The moment he does, the dragon pulls out of me almost instantly, making me go cross-eyed at the sudden retraction. My arms shake while I try and keep myself up, barely taking notice as Spyro moves over me, his chest pressing against my back for a moment, before he moves up and his front feet grip my shoulders. His full weight grinds down onto me, forcing my front to buckle and fall onto the ground.

With my chest now grinding into the dirt, the dragon lets out a long sigh, his erect cock finding itself pressed firmly between my ass cheeks. Thrusting up softly, he grinds his length against my anal cleft. I huff out softly, gritting my teeth at his sheer size. It's either my imagination, or he's gotten fucking bigger. Swaying my hips to a unheard beat, I push my ass back up, feeling his thick pre-cum pour down the bottom of his cock.

"Gonna keep me waiting big boy?" I ask him, unable to keep the need out of my voice.

"I was waiting for you to make the first move, it's only proper, after all." Spyro purrs back, the same desire mirrored in his own voice.

I try to stifle a chuckle, shifting my rear to angle it against his tip, feeling him push up against it as I return the motion. "Making me feel special for my first time?"

"Of course kitty, you're in control right now."

"Not for long I hope."

Spyro chuckles as his tip begins to spreads my hole. "That's a good little kitty."

I can't keep my purr from radiating outwards, feeling my hole give in to his advances. His tapered tip spreads my hole, taking a moment before pushing into me. A hiss escapes my lips as this happens, feeling a twinge of pain. Taking a deep breath, I try to calm myself, feeling his pre-cum begin to pour into my bowels. I feel shaky as Spyro waits above me, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He rumbles out another 'Good kitty.', looking down at me with a soft sort of pleasure.

"Where's... where's this confidence coming from?" I ask, trying my best to fill the time while I adjust to actually having cock in me.

"What I can say? Maybe I'm shy in theory, confident in practice?" He responds softly, blowing out a puff of smoke. "Although, could ya not tell anyone about that? Got a reputation to uphold."

"Awww, of course. You sure do know how to make a cheetah feel special."

"Only when they're cute."

I blush at this, letting out a small smile before looking up at him. "S-Spyro..."

"Ready for some more?"

"Mmmph," I nod, grinding backwards a little.

Spyro starts pushing again as I brace myself, feeling his length sink into me slowly. It's way more sensitive than I expected from a dragon, centimetres of draconic cock enters me. Being my first time, I can barely describe how it feels to finally be filled. I don't really... 'feel' it inside me, but I can sense its mass, its weight. There's a bit of a bulge in the midsection of his cock, spreading me even more. The tip hits the entrance of my colon, the same that his tongue had got to not so long ago.

A deep set of purrs escape from the both of us, making the two of us look at each other, before letting out a chuckle. After a moment passes, we both laugh, his hips stopping before he slowly pulls himself out of me. Feeling him tug himself out of me, makes me feel just as pleasurable as his entrance. I don't even care the reason behind it, maybe I'm a slut? Maybe it's just how my body is? Either way... I'm glad for it.

Once his tip is at my entrance again, he starts pushing into me again. He gets to the same depth as before, before stopping and pulling out again. Building on this rhythm, he starts fucking me, slow and methodical at first. But I can feel him start getting a little more bestial with me, even if he's doing his best to hold back. His thrusts take on a sloppy essence as his pre pours out of my ass, trickling down my inner thigh fur.

"Fuck... oh fuck..." I manage to say, my legs straining slightly to keep myself firm against his thrusts, trembling from it.

"Good little kitten... such a good kitty..." Spyro breaths out, pushing a little deeper into me, spreading my inner sphincter with his tip. It feels strange to be filled like this, but somehow... natural, as if he was made to be in me.

"Mmph! S-Spyro..."

I, almost on an instinctive level, push back on him, impaling myself on his draconic dick. My insides shift and move around him as he enters me, taking him in more and more. As his length becomes narrower, I realise I've got past the middle of his midsection. Gulping softly, I feel a new sense of pride at this, like I've achieved something by taking so much cock. I begin to work with Spyro's thrusts, moving my ass in time with him.

A moan escapes my lips once more, followed by a long whimper. My ears go askew, eyes half closing as I feel his large, throbbing, bulbous knot press up against my ass cheeks. It's now that I realise how much cock I actually have inside of me, feeling almost impossible to believe, especially on my first go. I press a paw to my lower abdomen and feel his hard mass in me, big enough to be felt, but not enough to actively push my belly out.

Spyro stays still above me, huffing deeply as he controls himself, giving me time to adjust to his size. I move my paw from my stomach and grope his ass as best I can, fingers digging into his plump rear. This makes the dragon growl out softly, his breath coming out in long plumes of smoke, tiny flames glowing orange inside his maw and nostrils.

"Getting ideas, little one?" He asks, his voice deeper and more dominant.

"I'm so... going to fuck ya after this, if... if my legs still work after all this." I respond, giving his butt a couple of pats. "Now... back to work, Scales."

"You cheeky little..."

Spyro growls out deeply, a front paw gripping the back of my head before pushing my maw against the ground. Having only one paw keeping me up, my face and upper chest is pressed firmly into the dirt. Pulling himself almost fully out of my ass, I gasp as the dragon thrusts fully into me, rearranging my gut forcefully. He repeats this again, he begins fucking me in earnest, not relenting as his knot grinds up against my wet hole. Pain radiates from my ass, spilling forth to the rest of my body.

I begin to drool at this, every thought escaping my mind, his hips becoming a blur as he thrusts harder and harder. My legs go numb, followed by my rump, eyes rolling back in my skull. Shifting against the ground, my whole body trembles, trying to keep up with the draconic barrage. Spyro finally seems to lose control, fully going feral on my ass. I try to open my maw, to speak, to vocalise my pleasure, beg the dragon to fuck me even harder. But only wordless sounds escape my lips, from moans and groans, to feral meows and gasps.

He's... he's breaking my mind, the last embers of thought leaving me as his knot pushes into my hole. It spreads me open, wider than I ever thought possible. My vision blacks out for what feels like a moment, but when I return to myself, his knot is fully inside me. Everything in me is telling me to push the bulb of flesh out of me, that it's way too big, that it'll ruin my hole. And yet... a small part of my mind wants it to stay in me, to keep all of his juices locked inside of my hole.

Gritting my teeth, I can feel his cum spilling forth into me. It's as though a hose has been put on full force in my ass, gushing thick dragon cum deeper and deeper into my guts. A blaze of orange grabs the attention of the few brain cells not fucked out of existence. My eyes are barely able to focus enough to see flames being roared out of Spyro's maw, heating the surrounding area. I feel my eyes flicker as I feel my mind begin to falter once more, succumbing to the void once more.

The next time I awaken, all my mind can focus on is the pressure in my midsection, as though there's something filling it to the brim. Next is the ground under my head and shoulders, my ass being tugged on, being dragged semi roughly. I fall into the onyx black again, now I feel the time pass by a bit more than before. This time around, I wake up in Spyro's grasp, inside a small cave, illuminated by luminous rocks. His knot still shoved firmly up my ass, keeping me nice and stretched. I try to speak, before being met by the dragon hushing me softly.

"Shhh, it's ok sweetie. I... I'm so sorry..." he whimpers out, sniffling as his front legs tighten around me.

"S-S-Spyro..." I manage to say, my mouth feeling weird as I try to form words. "Why... sorry?"

"Because... I was so rough, a-and when I-I came... you weren't re-responding!" His voice goes high and scared, a lot more scared than I think I've ever heard it before.

"Spyro... shhh... i-it's ok..."

I wrap my arms around him weakly as the dragon trembles, full on hugging me, shifting his cock in me, making me gasp softly. The dragon doesn't seem to notice my reaction, quietly whimpering against my shoulder. Taking a few minutes, Spyro gathers himself enough to pull out of the hug, his maw an inch or two in front of mine.

"I've never..." I say, feeling my mind regain itself sufficiently to form sentences. "Seen you like this before..."

"Mmm... I'm not usually. Just... I don't like hurting my friends." He rumbles, nosing my maw softly.

"I won't lie, it was painful. But... it was also the best sex I've ever had."

"I... thought I was your first?"

"My first can also be my best, unless you wanna outmatch yourself next time?" I ask him, kissing his lips as he chuckles.

"So, you liked it?"

"I fucking loved it, but... I'm not looking forward to what's gonna happen."

Spyro looks at me in confusion for a moment, before I clamp my ass on his knot, making him realise with a chuckle. "O-oh, I see."

"Yeah, I guess it's not gonna go down for a little?"

"Nu-uh," he shakes his head. After a few seconds, he moves closer and begins kissing me, licking at my lips and fur wetly. "Mmmph... Mmm..."

I can't help but purr deeply at the passionate act, my own tongue responding in kind to his.

"So... soft..."

"Oh Spyro..."

I slowly entice his tongue into my maw, bringing him fully into a kiss, locking lips with him. Once we're nice and tied, I try to relax my breathing as best I can. Wiggling my hips slightly, I slowly pull my backside upwards, feeling his knot tug on my insides. Moans fill the space between our maws, both of us voicing our pleasure as my hole begins to spread once again.

I lift my rear end even more, feeling Spyro's knot suddenly slips from my grasp, the rest of his cock following suit. I let out a guttural moan as this happens, not letting Spyro go from the kiss. The dragon has a similar response as I, sinking a little more into the kiss. Now with his dick out of me, I feel incredibly empty, thick cum spilling from my gaping hole. Pulling away from the kiss, I lick my lips of his saliva, getting one last taste of him.

"Sorry, I-mmph..." I start, moaning as a small gush of dragon cream pours out of me. "I needed to distract myself."

"No worries. Although, you... find me distracting?" Spyro asks, his face lighting up a little at this.

"Of course you are, look at you." My paws start going over his upper body, my eyes doing the same as I take all of him in. "You're such a sexy dragon. Your muscles, wings, the way you run... shaking your rump like no one was looking, even though you knew everyone was."

Spyro chuckles out softly. "That was before my 'discovery'."

"Oh come on, like you didn't see any of the male dragons eyeing up your ass."

"I... I liked the attention. And I thought they envied me."

"Sure ya did, Scales." I purr out, letting my paws run across his body, slowly enjoying his frame. "So... did you want to do anything else? Or did you want to continue snuggling?"

"Well, I wouldn't say no to more cuddles." Spyro responds, bringing me back into a tight cuddle while pressing his muzzle against the back of my neck. "I couldn't help notice that you... well, you didn't finish."

"Seriously?" Looking down, I realise my cock's half erect, but without any strings of cum across my belly. "Fuck, how the hell didn't I notice?"

"Well, you did have almost two feet up dragon cock up your butt. Your own pleasure may have been put on the back burner."

"You saying I'm a people pleaser?"

"You're certainly a penis pleaser."

I let out a long breath through my nose, barely even mustering up a half laugh. "That was so fucking stupid."

"All my blood is occupied, I can't make up good jokes with my cock like this." Spyro lets me go again as he opens his back legs, revealing his cum covered length and slit.

"Mmmm... look at that." I purr out, moving downwards until I'm eye level with his cock, smelling nothing past his cum and musk. Letting my tongue roll out of my maw, I begin to lick his length, cleaning the surface of his seed. Unable to keep my moans quiet, more and more of my dragon's cock gets licked, rasping tongue covering every inch of him.

"Oh god Hunter... you sure you've not been with anyone else?"

"Mmmph, may have practiced on myself."

Spyro looks down at me, and I return it with a wink.

"I'm a cat, Scales. It was either suck myself off, or mastering 'Self cleaning'."

"I'd... rather not ask what that is."

"Good, it's not something you wanna know." I laugh, moving onto the back of the dragon's knot, finding his scent and taste more than double. This drives me even deeper into his depths, cleaning the back of his bulb of flesh with gusto. Immediately making Spyro moan out, I feel pride that I can make a dragon become putty in my paws so easily.

"H-Hunter... how are you doing this? Your tongue is so soft..."

I pull back just enough to speak. "Because someone... doesn't know how to clean his knot musk."

"I-I wash there!"

"Your musk says otherwise. It's clean, but fuck, it's so you."

Spyro huffs out, looking away. "Mmmph!"

I pull myself back and lick my lips with a smile. "Hey, it's a good thing. It means that your super sensitive back here."

"I... I am sensitive, aren't I?"

"Mmmhmm..." I moan, moving towards his anus.

"W-wait, what are... Hunter, what are you doing?"

I try to give him my best innocent eyes as my maw draws ever closer to his ass. "Me? Oh, I'm not doing anything."

Spyro squirms as my breath rolls over his backside, smiling as my paws grab his ass cheeks. Spreading him open a little, I bury my nose into his hole and sniff deeply, being hit by a wave of pure dragon musk. I almost gag at its strength, but I fold my ears back and push my muzzle into him, licking his ass roughly. The moment I start rimming him, Spyro seems to melt around my tongue, his muscles and appendages relaxing.

All words seem to escape him at this, only able to make a series of purrs and moans. Digging my maw into his rump, I do my best to lick his ass, making him nice and wet. It may be my first proper time doing this, but I wanna make sure I do a good job. I push further and further into him, my tongue searching fervently into his bowels. Licking towards a portion of his insides, I feel a firmer bulge of flesh against me, getting a loud moan from the dragon as I scrape my tongue against it.

"O-o-oh... Hunter... you're making me feel so good..." Spyro moans out, relaxing his head back against the cave floor. "Mmmph... nng!"

I focus all of my attention onto his prostate, getting even more moans from the dragon. Pleasure starts to raise from my chest with every lick, mixing with a comforting warmth, watching Spyro's cock throb and bob in the air. Sniffing deeply, I take in the raw scent of my lover, nostrils pressing firmly at the base of his slit. My arms wrap around his rump, locking his ass against me, continuing to rim him as deep as I can.

A few minutes pass as I pleasure him, just holding onto the passionate moment between the two of us. Spyro wiggles his rump against my maw, his back legs shifting in the air above my head. I watch his toes curl softly, finding a soft sort of... calm coming from looking at his reaction. Knowing how much pleasure I can bring him with such a small action. Out of the corner of my eye, Spyro's clawed front paws moves to his cock, wrapping his fingers around his own length tightly, jerking himself off slowly.

"I... I love this..." Spyro purrs out, biting his lower lip as he seemingly tries to quieten his moans.

As he masturbates, I work even harder against his rump, wanting him to be as loud as he wants. The dragon's resistance wains, but still holds, no matter how hard I work his prostate. After a minute or two, I give up with a huff, pulling away from his backside. My tongue still hangs out for a moment, before I snake it back into my maw. I get a full taste of his rump, warming the inside of my maw.

"Wh-why'd ya stop?!" Spyro calls out, letting out a growled roar. "I need more!"

"Fuck, you get needy when you get rimmed. You're lucky you're cute, and that I'm addicted to your butt." I say, licking my lips.

"Hunter!" Spyro actually whines my name.

Getting to my feet, I look around and find a bunch of vines hanging nearby. Going and grabbing them, I come back and loop them around his head horns, keeping the ends of the vines in my paws. Lining my cock up with the cleft of his ass, I pull the dragon's head down, grinding his nose against the tip of his cock.

"Would you kindly... put that maw to good use?" I ask him, grinning widely as Spyro looks at me with wide eyes.

"Wh-what?" He asks back.

"If you're gonna be so needy, might as well out it to better use. Now go on..."

Spyro gulps as he eyes the throbbing length, pre-cum leaking onto his nose. He sniffs deeply as this happens, blushing while he parts his lips and he relents in my pulling. His maw is filled almost instantly, the tip of his cock hitting the back of his throat. At this, I can't help but let out a sigh, licking my lips again as I thrust up the cleft of his ass.

"Good dragon, now... moan for me." I tell him, aiming my length towards his hole, enough to grind against it, but not quite enough to properly penetrate him.

"Mmmm!"

"Go-o-od boy..."

I finally push into him, my tip finding his hole not half as tight as I thought it would. It does have resistance, and it takes a good couple of seconds for me to actually push myself into him. But it accepts my cock with a grace that I don't think is just from my saliva. Maybe it's a dragon thing? Maybe I should listen in to more of those lessons...

Getting a firm grip inside his backside, I wrap the vines around Spyro's back ankles. Right below the toes that had taken so much of my attention while I worshipped his ass. This keeps the dragon's maw loose enough to allow him to breath when needed, but entices him to be a bit more daring. I push myself a little deeper into the dragon's rump, feeling him spread around me. Centimetre after centimetre, inch upon inch pushes into him, soon getting to the base of my cock. My crotch fur tickles the opening of Spyro's ass, making him groan as an inch of his own cock slips down his throat.

"Come on Spyro, you can do better than that." I purr, giving one of the vines a soft tug. "Show me that headstrong dragon I know so well."

"Mmmph..." He moans out, almost a grumble, as he closes his eyes. Seemingly relaxing his throat, moving his maw towards the base of his length. Getting about a foot of his cock into himself before he seems to struggle. His lips lock around his shaft as he pulls back, taking a breath before pushing forward once again, another inch or two pushing into his own throat.

"Good dragon..."

I return my attention back to my side of things, placing my paws onto Spyro's inner thighs. Grabbing onto his scaled legs, I begin to thrust out of him, returning myself into him a little faster. Ramming my length slightly rough into the dragon's ass, I build a momentum in my motions. My breath begins to build with my thrusts, my maw hanging open as I huff my need into the warm ass that surrounds me.

I keep my paws at his legs for a few moments, before I slam them onto the cave floor either side of the dragon's midsection. In this position, my forehead is right up against Spyro's, barely a centimetre separating us. Taking a second, I push up against his, my words failing to describe how good he's making me feel. All I can do is show him with my actions, the thrusts of my hips, breaths rolling out of my maw. Neither being controlled now. Spyro seems to understand, pushing his forehead back against mine, a small moan escaping out of his throat. Kissing his snout, I return my forehead to his, rubbing it against his. This is as deep as I can be with another person, and there's no one I'd rather be like this with, than Spyro.

Taking a moment to properly process the feelings that came over me, I focus back onto the task at paw. I ram my cock back and forth into the dragon, grabbing onto his sides to get better purchase. My balls slam against the base of Spyro's thick tail, the only sound outside of our moans and grunts of exertion.

His ass milks my length almost professionally, seemingly knowing all of my physical weaknesses. Each thrust feels better than the last, his backside hot, wet, and utterly divine. Bringing me closer and closer to the edge, I bare my teeth and growl, grabbing onto the dragon's head horns. As I feel my resilience falter, I pull my upper half back, yanking his horns down and spearing Spyro's maw almost fully onto his own cock.

The sound of his gagging drives me over the edge, driving my cock up his ass as far as I can. I cum unlike anything I've done before, shooting rope upon rope of thick, pearly seed into the draconic hole hugging on my length. Barely able to hear the dragon semi-struggle as he sucks himself off, I give a few last thrusts up into him, giving him every drop of seed I can. I let out a loud sigh, my upper half falling onto the dragon's head, my paws letting go of his horns.

"Oh... Spyro..." I moan out, feeling him shift underneath me.

"Mmmhmm!"

"What's that Lassie? Timmy fell down the well?" I chuckle softly, my cock retracting out of Spyro's ass with a 'plop'.

Without many more moans, the dragon cuts the vines connecting his head horns and ankle. A loud snap, he finally pulls away, his cock flying out of his maw. We lay on the floor of the cave, huffing deeply in each others grasp. Time flies by as we move into a hugging session, only an occasional moan escaping our lips. Spyro's cock is still hard in between us, but neither of us are too worried about it.

"Fuck... ok... I think I'm addicted..." I moan out, kissing Spyro's neck.

"Mmm? Addicted to what?"

"You, you big, silly dragon. And your ass, like seriously? How can one butt hold so much sexy?"

"Can you see why I run so much now? Gotta keep myself in shape." Spyro purrs out, chuckling softly, pluming out some smoke as he relaxes.

"Well, it's certainly appreciated."

"If it means you keep rimming me, I'll do anything you want. You've got a magic tongue."

"Mmmm, I'll keep licking if you keep running." I purr out, looking up to him.

Spyro kisses me on the lips, slipping me some tongue before pulling away. "Deal."

"Good."

"Now, got any plans for this?" I ask as I begin to run a finger across the tip of his cock.

"Well," Spyro rubs the vines on his head. "That little 'session' we had, got me nice and wet. Think you got another round in you?"

"Oh Scales, you have no idea how many I've got."