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A reptilian male stood at the bow of a large ship. Heaving a sigh as he took breathes of the night air rich in seabream and salts. A gentle rocking sway of the vessel against the splash of waves as he surveyed his surroundings and decompressed.

His name was Ariadnae, though his friends called him "Ari". His scales a gorgeous ivory with intricate black diamond patterns along his arms, back, and tail. A svelte and masculine figure that adorned himself with gold jewelry and piercings. Nipple rings, lip and navel beads, a thick golden bracelet on one wrist and thin chain on the other. A ruby ring and gold beaded amulet carrying a deep onyx jewel. Topped by charming gold-rimmed glasses that accentuated his handsome visage and offered a scholarly air of calm and control.

He certainly knew how to accessorize, how to look and feel good. Each piece of jewelry chosen to blend and compliment his fine scale. Wearing little more clothing than tight black jeans and a ball cap tonight, turning heads as he had sauntered through the decks with a swagger of his hips until finding himself here.

He had moved to the stern of the ship to escape the heavy pulse of bass pounding through his core from a massive stereo system of the party boat. Finally able to hear the whip of the wind and crash of the waters as he took a break from the wild celebrations on board the yacht that he and his friends had planned and saved for. Free drink, free drugs, free love. Just about anything goes so long as everyone was cool with it in international waters. Meant to be a vacation like no other, one to remember as the late fall season gave way to winter.

He watched the distant shore and towering cliffs as the ship navigated around an isolated cape and continental shelf before hitting the open waters. The sun already set with only a dull orange glow cast among a growing sheet of blackened clouds that would no doubt take the party inside. This would be the ship's last voyage until spring when the waters calmed once more.

"Hmm...?" something caught his golden eyes, if only for a moment. A shadow of something in the dark surf. A flash of reflective violet so sharp and intense it cut through the abyss and gazed directly at him. A large creature effortlessly gliding through the waters as it followed the boat.

A chill ran through his spine as he stepped from the railings. About to turn and head inside before a large wake caused the boat to lurch. His claws found no purchase on the slick watery deck as he cursed, scrambling to grab hold of something in the growing dark before his hips hit the rails. Terror filling his chest as he reached out, watching the deck lights disappear before he descended into the icy waters.

The chill and impact forced the air from his lungs, making him wheeze and struggle. Unable to breath as his eyes locked onto the glowing orbs of the enormous beast rapidly approaching. Immediate dread, a strangled shout that only filled his lungs with water while he scrambled to breach the surface of this endless void. Limbs getting weak, vision blurring as he trembled feeling the inescapable cold strangling the life from him if that predator didn't. Everything going numb besides the burn in his lungs, the rumbling of the surf in his ears. Then nothing...

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A deep gasp as Ari returned to consciousness. Heaving a gurgled wheeze as he turned his head, rolling onto his hands and knees before coughing out an excess of seawater. His lungs aching as his mind rung like a bell. Catching his breath, he turned his blurry vision to his surroundings. A large interior cliffside grotto, a towering stone roof and smooth walls polished by slow erosion. He rested on a large sandy bank as the calm waters gently licked at it's shore.

"How d...did I get" he paused and coughed "here?". Mind murky as he looked across the water to a small, submerged cave entrance illuminated by moonlight. And to the large serpent floating in those waters as a silhouette, staring at him with it's piercing violet eyes.

Another chill down his spine as he looked over the imposing beast lurking with it's head and snout just above the water. It's eyes fixated on him as he shuddered from the weight of it's predatory gaze. And yet, they didn't feel intimidating, almost sparkling with curiosity. Did it save him? There was no way he could have made it here on his own.

He sat back, catching his breath as the beast rose above the waters to reveal a slender torso and powerful arms. His breath stopping short as he admired the shadowy figure. Awaiting it's next move as it seemed to almost glide towards a rocky protrusion jutting form the water. Several clicks and a flash as an enormous oil lamp flared to life. Bathing the cave in a warm fiery light that Ari's eyes could comfortably handle.

Finally able to look upon his savior(?) and wherever he had washed up. The creature some form of sea dragon or sea serpent. Rich green scale in shifting hues and black mottled patterns covering it's body and fins. It's body streamlined, serpentine, and powerful. A long flexible neck leading to a toothy maw as it flicked it's tongue. The creature's arms large and muscular, broad fins sprouting from the forearms as it's dextrous webbed paw pulled away from the lamp.

"He's kinda hot..." Ari muttered, appreciating the exotic feral figure before turning his attention to the scenery. The grotto walls and waters were decorated with glimmering treasures and scraps of junk. Wood and metal propped up or embedded into the stone for platforms or decoration. Several wrecks of smaller boats wedged into the shore at awkward angles. Furrows and tunnels dug into the walls above and below the water. This was a showroom, filled with all of it's treasures. Carefully aligned to truly glimmer and sparkle like the rising sun or cast upon the waters a starlit sky to woo or impress it's guests. This was a den.

Ari had little sandy bank above the surf. The shallow waters seeming to gradually deepen towards that ocean exit. Nowhere to go...Even if the sea dragon let him leave, he'd die from the freezing waters. No ships would brave this route for months, the currents were too turbulent in winter. Were his friends worried?

A snout suddenly nudged his leg. So lost in thought he hadn't noticed the serpent swim to him. Seeing the impressive difference in their size now that it was close, silently staring at him with those enchanting eyes that seemed to draw him deeper into it's gaze each passing second.

The dragon rumbled, giving a bit of a snort and hiss through his nostrils as he examined Ari. Tapping his claw in the dirt as he scrawled tiny pictograms for the ivory male to interpret. A fish, a fire, and a log of wood.

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Ari shifted as he huffed and grumbled, hesitant to wake up as he reluctantly rolled out of bed. His daily routine had been mostly the same for the last two weeks. Cook whatever food was brought to him, dry any wood, explore when the tide was low, or spend time with Altair.

His current home was a larger boat with a sleeping cabin and storage. The wreck anchored deep into the sandy bank as a gift. And thankfully most of the tools had remained intact, making his stay that much easier.

He hopped onto the bank, feeling the cool grit between his toes and water splashing against his ankles as he took a sharp breath of salty morning air. The grotto and it's water remained shockingly warm in the winter, something about how the tides cycled through the maze of caves beneath the surface. The gentle light of morning sun was shining through the exit as a familiar throaty growl brought a smirk to his lips.

His sea-dragon host was intelligent, but spoke a language totally foreign to him, if at-all. Mostly utterances of clicks and hisses that seemed to carry meaning. Instead they had learned to communicate almost entirely through hand signs, body language, and crude drawings. Only learning the serpent's name thanks to a treasure engraved with it. Though it was undeniably cute how Altair had learned to pronounce "Ari" through a throaty growl and hiss.

He watched his feral friend glide through the water and rise beside him. Pressing his snout into Ariadnae's shoulder with a happy murr and slow brush of his thick tongue along the ivory male's chest and collar.

Altair loved the warmth and scent of his new terrestrial friend. Eager to embrace and savour the snake fresh from bed, to have the purest taste of his morning sweat and odor before the male washed and dulled his marvelous aroma. He could hardly get enough of that exotic fragrance, the rich masculinity and vibrant tang of salt that filled each breath and left him craving more. He had been elated to finally have company again, especially in this season! The start of winter was breeding season for Lindwurm, his kind. And each day he enjoyed with his new companion made his delighted heart skip and loins ache.

Though even with his growing rut, it had never been his plan to abduct someone from one of the landstrider's vessels. He always followed them as a matter of curiosity and interest. Merely forced to act once Ari had fallen overboard and started to drown. He couldn't wait for the ship to notice them, and the only guaranteed safety was in his nearby den. The fact he now had company for the winter rut, and what beautiful company it was! Was simply....A happy accident~

"Ah~mnh, m-morning bud~" Ari stammered, feeling that firm exploratory tongue and wash of warm breathes as he gently hugged the dragon's neck and relished the attention. The affectionate dragon couldn't seem to get enough of his scent. Constantly nuzzling and licking him each morning as that tongue would wander just about anywhere if he didn't protest. And each day he resisted it a bit less, letting that warm muscle glide against his scale and powerful serpentine body. Buffering him from the gentle chill in the air as he held the large serpent and savoured the tenderness with each rumbling murr.

"Woah!? Ooh, e-easy" too lost in the morning grooming to focus on where that mischievous muscle was going until it brushed over his crotch and genital slit. The spike of stimulation as heat filled his cheeks, feeling his lips respond and internal bits throb as he finally pushed that enthusiastic snout away to a huff of protest. Ari had long stopped wearing his only article of clothing, leaving the jeans folded and a bit salt-encrusted by his bed alongside his ball cap. He hardly had any need to be modest with his only company being the enigmatic and charming dragon. Unaware his host had less-then-innocent interests in him.

His gaze turned to what Altair had brought him this morning, never noticing the exposed pink tip of the sea dragon's proud maleness peeking from his own prominent feral slit after a taste of his ivory treasure. Ari walked with that flowing swagger so natural to him. Working his hips and flaunting his tight flanks with each gentle sway of his tail. Treating Altair to a lurid tease as his shimmering slitted eyes focused like a predator on it's prey. "Mmm yes, even outside the season such a fine specimen would tempt me so~"

A thought to himself as he chose to savour the sight for now with a rumbling hiss and whip of his tongue. The stimulating taste of Ari's groin lingering on his tastebuds as he watched his guest and treasure work. He could be rough, force himself on the vulnerable snake and break him in violently like a horny beast. But that was not Altair's nature, no. Even in his most desperate need he would not rape, ravage, or violate a creature that had done nothing to deserve it. Not that he couldn't be rough, powerful, dominant~ But proper romance and mating took nuance, patience. And he had time, time enough to make all of it worthwhile.

Various chunks of driftwood sat in a pile on the shore. More than enough to last Ari days as it was. But the growing stockpile gave him an excess he could use for carving or other activities as well, something to keep his mind busy between the loose conversations with Altair. Beside that pile was an enormous fish on a bed of kelp and a few fibrous bulbs of some sort of ocean vegetable. All things considered his diet was shockingly balanced for a castaway!

He set to work with an audience, committed to his daily routine. Stockpiling resources and looking over the impressive display of treasures and trinkets Altair was more than happy to flaunt or demonstrate. Entering the shallows midday to scrub away the grime and sweat of the morning's labor to the audible displeasure of one feral wurm.

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Time passed. Another morning waking to the rolling waves and calming surf. Ari scratching a mark into a growing tally on his cabin wall as he yawned and stretched. Lounging before he rolled to his back and splayed his scaley figure over the bed.

It had been a full month now since his trip overboard and extended stay in Altair's grotto. Less and less he missed or worried about the outside world. Living carefree with only some middling chores to take care of each day. And stuck here at least until spring when he can survive the trip with Altair through frigid waters to the local beaches. Or when the waters recede enough for him to use the caves to find his way out. He was in no hurry.

He hopped from his boat and waded through the knee-deep waters. Audibly splashing as he gazed out the yawning entrance to the shimmering morning waters again and idly wondered if his friends and family were worried.

A deep enthusiastic growl of his name sent a light thrill up his spine before an affectionate dragon streaked through the water to whip and coil around him in a practical blur. The gentle caress and brushing friction of their scales across his shin and thigh as Altair rose from the shallow waters to grip Ari's midriff with his powerful paws and open his fanged maw. His flexible body so much closer now, intimate. Washing him with Altair's warmth and rich aquatic scent, providing a possessive cushion of fine scale and powerful serpentine bulk he relaxed into more and more each day.

"Mnh. Good morning" Ari's soft gasp and delighted sigh. Altair dragging his broad tongue along Ari's neck and collar as usual. A soft moan as he leaned into it, exposing more of his body to such attention as each gentle lick sent shivers through his body. He brushed his palm against the exposed underbelly and pubic fins of the beast. Fingers wandering to his partner's loins. Feeling the hot slimy tip of Altair's slithering cock rub against his palm while the intoxicating brackish odor of his dense draconic musk began to creep into his senses. That large muzzle rising to his ear after another stroke of his masterful tongue. A brusque bestial hiss of encouragement in his ear while the snake's fingers danced around that swelling length.

There was, admittedly, another reason he hadn't been missing home so much~

"You're going to tease me again, aren't you~?" more hot breath over him, more of that tongue licking his neck and shoulder to make him tingle and shiver. Ari taking slow breathes of the alluring scents in the air as his lover towered over him. His palm gripping and stroking more and more slick bestial cock sliding from Altair's drooling sheath. Growing thicker and thicker in his grip as the claws kneading his sides squeezed approvingly. A guttural growl of pleasure while the dragon's prominent length began to coil around Ari's wrist and forearm. Tugging him along the hot lubricated girth to masturbate with Ari as his tool.

Those massive fangs dragged softly along Ari's collar as Altair panted with pleasure. Making him shiver as the surge of excitement ran along the edges of his skin. He had seen those fangs at work when a massive shark had somehow made it's way into Altair's cave. How they drove through it's tough hide like paper and the toxins left it paralyzed and helpless as Altair coiled around it. The dull crunch as the leviathan effortlessly snapped it's spine and swallowed the fish whole. It was easily larger than a person, yet the bulge was of no discomfort within him as it traveled downward. If anything it excited him, Ari remembered how horny Altair was afterward, his enormous draconic length constantly out and drooling as he processed his meal. Making Ari milk the loads of rich pearlescent sperm from him to pour into the pool and soak the ivory male in his tacky sperm.

But he knew Altair would never hurt him. Those fangs would scrape and tease but never so much as scratch. That powerful serpentine form would wrap, restrain, and squeeze. But never twist or crush.

He moaned and shuddered, smiling as he could feel the lustful dragon working him over. Altair's broad muzzle rising until their lips met, diving in to pull Ari into a deep and passionate kiss. The snake could hardly gasp before his muzzle was trapped in Altair's, his eyes wide as he felt the dragon's thick tongue probe his lips and slip past to wrestle against his own. This was new~

Altair growled lustfully as he huffed a heavy breath over his precious guest and future breeder. Taking Ari's muzzle into his own, working his tongue into the snake's maw to entangle and press deeper as he savoured the tastes, the breaths and trembles as Ari practically melted under him. He had seen the landstriders do this before, now able to explore it himself as he found it to be everything he could have wanted.

The intense embrace stirred his own tingling thrill and arousal as they shared breathes, each gentle suck and gasp as they swapped the flavors on their tongues. He worked deeper, rubbing against Ari's own sharp serpentine teeth. Exploring his mouth as he held and caressed the ivory male before sliding deeper. Ari tensed a moment, bracing himself before feeling the plunge of Altair's thick tongue into his throat. The rush of warmth and friction as the dragon began to invade his esophagus, making him swallow and suck as a deep purr only promised more.

He groaned and shuddered as his throat bulged with all that tongue. Eyes half-lidded as he sucked and huffed to the gentle slurps and grunts. Feeling how hot and thick Altair had become in his grip as the dragon rumbled and continued to use him for pleasure with increasingly moist and messy pumps of his wrist. Slathering his hand and arm in his clinging sexual juices until they could nearly taste his wafting presence between them in each shared breath.

"Glk...mmh-Gah!?" a slight gasp from Ari as Altair pulled back, slowly withdrawing each luxurious inch of thick reptilian tongue filling his throat. Letting Ari breath before his legs were swept from under him. Falling back against the cushion of Altair's coils and sinking slightly into the cooling waters. His head and back comfortably supported, arms and shoulders pressed under the coils of his lustful dragon partner as his arm was suddenly freed from the firm slickened grip of that powerful aquatic dick.

A subtle shift of his body as Altair slithered and adjusted, rubbing his supple aquatic scale along Ari's sides as the ivory snake watched that immense draconic shaft slide closer. The heat and scent washing over him again as the broad pubic fins and thick juicy sheathe now rested under his jaw. Feeling Altair's maleness slither around his neck, effortlessly collaring him with plenty of length to spare as the tip rested on his lips and snout. A gentle drool of his heady pre pouring over Ari's nostrils, making him suck in hints of fluid and musky air. That heavy scent leaving his mind to fog in a growing daze of raw unfettered lust.

A moan escaping his lips, allowing the sexual juices to drip and dribble onto his tongue before the tip brushed his tastebuds and allowed him to suckle on his feral friend's enormous prick. So immensely salty, piquant. Making his tongue almost burn from the overbearing taste as he drooled for more of the raw and heavy flavor. The ocean's salts and minerals concentrated to a brackish and enthralling mire of stewing bestial cock that left him trembling with bliss. Every breath of the ramping rugged pheromones making his skin tingle as each taste left him craving more.

A light murr of pleasure crept from Altair's throat, watching how Ari gave in so readily, succumbed to instinct and desire. How he had exposed and tempted him over the weeks to feed his curiosity until the landstrider gave in. It had started with exploration, slowly to handjobs and eventually oral. Every insistent and tender cuddle, each exposure to more of his rugged and tempting maleness as he teased the snake in body and mind to abandon his boundaries and listen to his body.

He lowered his broad snout to lick along the chest of his aroused captive. His claws rising to grip the snake's nipple rings. A light muffled yip from Ari before Altair began to gingerly tug and wiggle the glorious rings of gold. Watching how his prey groaned and grunted, blushing under the treatment as Altair gave his chest another lick and kept the snake helplessly bound in muscled coil.

The lindwurm adored such gorgeous and exotic jewelry. His prize, his lovely treasure decorating themself with such teasing and beautiful trinkets. Oh how he wanted to add more and truly make his pet sparkle~

Another tug, another groan from Ari as he arched his back and quivered. Teased by his powerful captor with each pull and playful pinch sending spikes of pleasure through his chest and abdomen. Making him huff and grunt as he heard the feral chuckle and hissing purrs of delight as Altair milked out his reactions. The dragon's shaft pulsating on his tongue with each response to the stimulation, flooding his maw with another thick salty wash of decadent pre he would swallow greedily.

Altair's licks drifted lower, tongue gliding between Ari's pecs and to his abdomen. His claws tugging gingerly on the golden loops to make the slender male in his coils moan and writhe. Finally his tongue met the sweet golden navel stud, lashing it with his tongue and pinching it with his lips to gently knead and wriggle. Showing his appreciation for the gorgeous adornments and pushing Ari to the edge of release again and again. Slowing down to keep his plaything trembling with pleasure, cheeks crimson and twin cocks erect.

Ari's sweet grunts and moans rang through the cave as warmth and stiffness pressed against Altair's chest. Rubbing into his fine scale as the snake hissed from each brush of friction that made his shaft's tingle and ache. Altair watching Ari's hemipenes fully engorged from his vent, impressive in size, the flesh a gentle black as soft plated ridges ran down the underside of each. The twins throbbing with each pinch and tug to smear his own rich arousal over the dragon's scales. The inviting masculine scent teasing Altair's sensitive nose as he left the golden stud to press his snout to the warm rigid serpent shafts glistening with fluid. Strings of Ari's arousal connecting the two sable rods as they throbbed and gently drooled in the cool musky air.

Altair couldn't resist his own sampling of the scent, his nose hugged between them as he sucked in a deep breath. So very activated, so ready to breed. The scent driving him wild as his body quivered and fins flexed having an unobstructed sample of his soon-to-be mate. His tongue diving into Ari's reptilian sheathe, filling the space with his slick muscle as he sucked and tasted the snake's stewing juices, his richest flavor. Pressing in for more as Ari cooed and tensed, watching his groin bulge with the intruding muscle as Altair gave the inside of his sheathe a spit shine.

Pulling back, the dragon opened his maw wanting more. Sliding the salty rods past his lips to savour and suck on his mate. His clawed thumbs still teasing at Ari's teats as his fingers rubbed into the snake's sides. His thick tongue coiling around the base of Ari's cocks as he gave a soft groan of bliss, nearing his peak before Altair's tongue squeezed and constricted. His orgasm denied as he rocked at his peak, trapped in the thick scent and coils of his stud. His shafts trapped in Altair's sucking maw as the dragon took his time to tease the slender snake again and again, pushing him to the edges of bliss with no release. Any struggle resulted in the wurm's powerful maleness squeezing his neck and holding him still, showing him who was in control as the dragon filled his palette with more of his salty pre.

"P-please. *rrnh* So much, let me cum!" he finally cried out around the thick bestial cock. Arching his back as he jabbed his hips with desperation, his balls so full of his repressed load as Altair sucked out the pre. The dragon's tongue teasing at Ari's tailhole as he slurped and sucked. Lashing the rim as he rubbed in a generous slathering of drool.

Ari strained, nearing another peak, gasping as he suckled on the potent cock wriggling against his tongue. Yet suddenly, Altair pulled back, slowing down, letting his pounding heart relax as cool air began to wash over his dark twin shafts. Altair licked his lips, a gentle feral croon as his cock uncoiled from Ari's neck. The powerful lindwurm pulled back, untangling his prey as he stretched out in the water. Lounging back with his mighty prehensile cock writhing in open air with a come-hither gesture.

The offer was clear. Even submerged in the cool waters, Ari ached for more. For pleasure, for fulfilment. He gently climbed over top of the powerful beast, legs shaking as he straddled him. Looking over the majestic figure of his partner and mate. The taste and scent of him on his tongue and thick in his nostrils as he pressed that immense length to his belly. Feeling it writhe against his chest before the mischievous wurm slithered his cock lower to prod and shove himself into Ari's sheathe. A lewd squelch and grunt as he groaned feeling himself filled and stretched, Altair adding his own juices to Ari's most intimate walls. Making his legs tense as he gripped that invasive slimy muscle and lifted himself as best he could. Tugging Altair from his slit and guiding the tip under his tail to the amusement and lust of the waiting serpent.

"Mnhgh" a slight strained grunt followed by a gasp as Altair wriggled in. Pressing further as Ari adjusted himself, feeling Altair forcing inch after slithering inch deeper into his vulnerable gut as he began to ease downward. So much hot bestial cock filling his insides. The pulsing tendril adjusting itself as it lashed and rubbed his walls, squeezing his prostate as he gave a shudder of bliss. The spike of pleasure as Altair began to grind against that spot and lead his partner downward until their bodies met. So deliciously full, casually following the winding tract of his insides, nearly invisible against his taut belly until it shifted with each writhe and pump like a tentacle.

Ari set one open palm in front and one behind to stabilize himself. His job was done. His breathe heavy as Altair would do the rest. The powerful cock pulling back on it's own and plunging in again. Neither needing to move as Altair relaxed with a throaty purr, mouth open as he watched the gentle contractions and melodious moans of his mate. The hot wet squelch and slurp of his maleness pumping in and out of Ari, shifting his belly with each withdraw and fresh plunge. Digging out the snake's insides, finding the perfect angles to make him cry out or moan with a shudder to the moist chorus of their mating.

_"Mnh, ahn, ngh"_soft pants and gentle gasp as Ari subtly rocked, feeling Altair's invasive cock pumping in and out of him. Each powerful thrust and slurp drilling deeper into him, sending heated waves of static pleasure up his spine and through his core as his body gave in. Gazing into those deep violet eyes as his mate found places within him he never knew before. His interior muscles contracting as the pressure and mass tugged on his gut. Rubbing each contour and squeezing his glands, teasing his nerves with each new stream of slick serpentine pre that coated his walls and poured deeper. A final thrust as his stretched asshole strained and throbbed, slick sexual juices coating his entrance and dripping down his cheeks in perverse strings of lust. A final hilt as his anus kissed at Altair's vent, sheathed over his stud's leviathan.

A groan as the pleasure hit his peak, gasping as Altair ground against him, forcing a moaning hiss as his twin cocks erupted over his feral stud. Glazing the dragon's chest and belly in splattering ropes of pearly seed. A rumble and murr as Altair watched his lover quake and cream, but nowhere near finished as he began to pump once more. Driving against Ari's pleasure button, making the snake yelp and groan with each new bounce and thrust, milking him like a pump as he savoured each contraction. Each new gentle groan and expression of pleasure from his mate music to his ears, how his cock could drive his beautiful pet wild. Each new squeeze and whimper pushing the dragon towards his own release, the first of many while locking his lover in a world of pleasure.

A few errant ropes of the snake's cum splattering Altair's maw, the taste and scent, the sweet sounds and delicious heat of his lover's form. A rumbling hiss and snarl as he plunged to the hilt, holding their bodies flush once again, feeling his insides tense as he held the snake tight. Gripping at his legs as Altair roared, Cock growing stiff as it swelled within Aridinae. A hot torrent of cloying draconic seed finally erupting from his tumescent rod. Flooding Ari's insides again and again with deep gurgles and pumps. Ari's taut belly beginning to expand with each visible bulge of lindwurm essence that found deeper purchase. Doing all it would need to with every geyser of rich seed that would help Altair cemented his legacy.

The pair locked in ecstasy as the heat filled Ari, the weight and thickness of the monster's excessive seed flowing deeper and deeper as he moaned and trembled through heavy breaths.

His body pulsed with a warm dull throb as he looked over his swollen belly, able to hear the gentle pump of his heat in his ears. His cheeks flushed and red as he caught his breath between each heavy flex and undulation that poured another quart of sperm into his colon. His whole body hot, every nerve tingling, fucked so thoroughly as he could only moan and sit anchored on the enormous beast cock while feeling settle. The euphoric and loving expression of the green serpent as his orgasm slowed.

Altair pulled him close, coiling protectively to cradle his mate, keeping the dazed and blushing snake comfortably hilted and intimate before caressing his bloated belly. Feeling his shaft stir as he began to slowly pump a few inches in and out of the gasping snake again. Promising the second of many multiple daily loads that would keep his lover and treasure content during his stay as a broodmother.

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Eventually the months rolled by. The waters warming as winter turned to spring. Gentle deposited on a local beach with one final nuzzle between them goodbye. It wasn't hard to contact civilization and pick back up where he left off. And his time with the Lindwurm was unforgettable.

Altair returned happily to his cave, fawning over two precious eggs. One a green and speckled black, while the other had a gorgeous ivory tone.

It was certainly a vacation like no other~