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Slypnir and Nijraketo were talking and discovering Nij's past while Dragora and Zerion woke up together, seeing the rest of the party coming down to the docks. Dragora saw Vibarsi split off from the group and the couple got up to go to the castle for food. Zerion noticed Dragora blush slightly as they passed the crates, but just continued on by his mate's side. Everyone else that was coming toward them already ate and started working, joined by Vibarsi's crew.

"What's for breakfast?" Dragora asked curiously, seeing there was some other cook in the kitchen.

"Ah, Dragora! Nice to see you're finally up, it's the usual with bacon, eggs, and toast. So have you ran across Slypnir? It would seem he made himself something while I was on break."

"No, actually I was wondering where he is..." Dragora aired out, seeing Zerion was wondering the same thing.

"Well I heard Auberlinz muttering something about the holding cells."

"Alright, thanks." Dragora retorted after finishing off his meal and heading to the cells with Zerion.

"Wonder what Slypnir or Auberlinz would be doing at the cells, isn't Nij the only one down there?"

Dragora stopped suddenly, the night of confrontation becoming clear in his mind again. He slowly started walking again, feeling tears welling but he held them back.

"So that wasn't a nightmare..."

"I'm sorry, I-"

"No, it's fine, it would have just bugged me if I didn't know I actually did it." Dragora replied unsurely, trying to see the good out of the fight.

They came to the cell where Nij and Slypnir were and stopped for a second to hear what they were talking about.

"So you still hold bitterly onto that incident yet you've become stronger and able to defend yourself?"

"I know I've become stronger, but I can't get what my father said out of my mind; 'there's always someone stronger.'"

"But you have to see what it's doing to you, you're losing all those close to you, just look at how it's affecting Dragora and Herfrund."

"You're right, I just don't know where to start..." Dragora heard Nij starting to weep, and decided to slowly open the door.

"Father?" Dragora asked quietly, seeing Nijraketo's muzzle shoot straight up out of his hands, "If you promise to at least try to change, for at least yourself, I'll always forgive you."

Nij was speechless, only crying and hugging the gentle draconian as an answer where words failed. Zerion slipped past and sat next to Slypnir, putting a hand on his lap as they watched the father and son together.

"I'll vow to change, I'll disband the guard, lift the laws, I'll become a better father, I promise..."

Now Dragora was shedding tears quietly in joy, feeling fully accepted and grabbing his father's hand. He walked with Nij out of the holding cells with Slypnir and Zerion following toward the docks where everyone else was busy putting together the ship.

"Remember that ship you drew for me? Well I used my salary from the battle to buy most of the parts, with a little help from Luxi and Vibarsi of course." Dragora stated happily, seeing Nij look upon the finished hull of the ship and now everyone was working on the rooms and compartments.

"But we don't know how to build an engine..." Nij aired out, looking at the ship from all sides and seeing it look almost exactly as he pictured it.

"That's why we hired Freyth, Vibarsi trusts him so I'm inclined."

"Well I guess we should get to helping then."

The ship construction went for another day and night. Vibarsi and Zerion were putting on the plating outside while Slypnir, Dragora, and Farresetia paced themselves casting magic on the engine. Luxi and Midnight were bringing water to the steam-engine part of the contraption, being advised by Freyth on where everything went. S'kria and Orrik were loading the cargo they had onto the ship while helping move and build the furniture inside. Herfrund and Nijraketo cooperated in heavy lifting, mounting the cannons on their respective frames and helping rig up the control center. The group rested in the finished cabins on padded bunks while Dragora, Zerion, and Slypnir rested in the captain's cabin happily, the spacious interior enough to let their wings unfurl. They got comfortable and slept soundly, the practically-finished ship almost done in a fraction of the time it took for the average crew.

Dragora woke up early, already awake with energy as his new ship's walls surrounded him. He got out of bed carefully and decided to check out the controls of the vessel, only realizing half-way that he forgot clothes but didn't bother going back. The eager draconian stepped quietly inside the right room, seeing a thin wide window with frame reinforcing stretch from the center levers to his peripherals. He examined them curiously, their operation eluding him as he looked around for a manual of some kind. Dragora decided to leave them alone, walking out and seeing Nij walk around sleepily and shirtless. Blushing sheepishly, he kept his footing quiet as he followed his father, having to slip around him to get to the captain's cabin.

Nijraketo saw Dragora out of his side-view as he turned, his eyes waking up a bit as his son blushed and covered himself.

"Dragora, why are you naked?"

"I-I woke up early and i wanted to see what the control room looked like. I didn't notice that I was until I was over halfway there, but I thought it was fine 'cause no one else was up..."

"It is fine, it's your ship. So the controls are a lot different than you're used to aye?" Nij stated and asked, continuing to walk.

"Y-yeah, I couldn't find a manual or anything-"

Nij turned and knelt a little bit to get eye level with his son, "Dragora you have nothing to be embarrassed about, here;" Nij removed his belt and let his loin cloth drop, his heavy-set balls and slit exposed to the air, "Now you're not the only one naked."

Dragora blushed intensely and smiled shyly, trying to keep his composure as he kept his eyes from Nijraketo's muscular body, "So was there a manual somewhere for the ship?"

Nij got back up and continued walking, his tail swaying in a dignified manner as he walked beside his son, "No, it's a hand-built ship, but Vibarsi I'm sure could write one in no time. Here we are-" he motioned to the captain's quarters, "Now if you want clothes you're welcomed, but know that it's your ship and if you willed it the entire crew would strip, so be don't ashamed of a little fur, skin, or scale showing my son."

The young draconian nodded and went inside, going back to the bed and cuddling back with Slypnir and Zerion, still blushing as he couldn't get the tall dragon-kin out of his mind. Nij walked around the corner and put his loincloth on a tad too late, his thick cock tip protruding from his slit and he made his way for the bathroom, now blushing as much as his offspring.

It was late in the morning when everyone else was up and about, Dragora only walking around in small shorts and Nij dressed for travel. Vibarsi got on writing the manual for Dragora while everyone else helped with the finishing touches. Slypnir was tinkering around on the workbench on the path near the gangplank up, Zerion looking over his shoulder curiously as Dragora came over from finishing carving into the rails.

"Aside from the rooms, that's the least I've seen you walk around in." Zerion teased playfully, giving Dragora a small kiss on his muzzle as they went back to looking at Slypnir's invention.

"Well it's my ship, I'm gonna flaunt what I want on it." Dragora shot back, hugging around Zerion loosely and watching Slypnir, "So what are you making?"

Slypnir grinned and got up, taking the device in his grasp like a hand mortar and channeling lightning into it, a large crack ringing in the air as a wide arc of lightning went from the tip of the device frying a dummy 30 feet away, "A lightning channel, if I can find a more conductive metal I can make a turret for the ship. However as you can see, a little charge goes a long way with just this; wanna try?"

Dragora eagerly grabbed the invention and positioned his hands as Slypnir instructed, sending a large bolt from his hands into the device as he pointed it at a newer dummy and watching it disintegrate as everyone else watched from the side of the ship.

"You don't need a more conductive metal, power makes up for it!" Dragora giggled, handing Slypnir his invention as Zerion decided to give it a go.

Not being as magically inclined, Zerion aimed the lightning channel and focused his energy into it, surprising himself as another fresh dummy became charred.

"Hell, it doesn't need much at all does it..." Zerion remarked, looking at the design more closely, "How does it work?"

Slypnir went on to explaining the workings of his toy to Zerion as Dragora went back on his ship, Farresetia looking at him curiously and then going toward Nij.

"So what are your thoughts? We all want to quell Lothgrenier, and Slypnir's invention would no doubt counteract those war caravans. I've heard of a new conductor metal being mined in Pneuschorn, perhaps we can stop there to help with this device..."

"I don't know, my son wants to travel, not help develop death devices. If he wants to go there he'll go on his own accord, I'll not see his hands stained by anyone else's ideas." Nij replied firmly, closing the subject as he went to go by his son's side.

Dragora was looking through the manual Vibarsi finished in the control room as Nij walked in, keeping his composure as his son's muscular tail and wings flitted about freely and his body toned from recent events. The young draconian noticed his father after a minute and set the book down hastily, a bit embarrassed from rushing to and fro for different controls.

"It takes more than a captain to operate it doesn't it?" Dragora asked feebly, his skin slightly shiny from a mild sweat.

"Normally three to six people depending on the size of the ship." Nij answered, coming over and flipping through the book himself, "So where did you want to go first?"

"Well Zerion was joking about taking me to a place called Aratrin, but we decided to go to this Pneuschorn, but I've never been to any of these places..." Dragora commented shyly, noticing Nij slightly perk to the last town name.

Nij came over and put his hand on Dragora's bare shoulder, struggling to keep himself in check as he felt his son's slightly wet muscles relax, "If that's what you want, the upper world is more expansive than this one, but instead of seas you'll be sailing along clouds, instead of puffs of white in the sky you'll see blue horizons and you'll be able to see stars in the sky no matter the hour. There is one town I'd like to stop by though, after we've concluded in Pneuschorn..."

Dragora sensed Nijraketo's self-control and felt the same, grabbing his father's large forearm and rubbing up to his elbow, "Of course father, we have all the time in the world. But... I was wondering... if..." Dragora trailed blushing intensely as he started sweating more.

"Yes?" Nij asked, feeling his lust slipping into gear but keeping his thoughts in check.

"We could get... closer...?" Dragora flushed and broke away, embarrassed and nervous.

Nij came closer and rubbed the back of his son's shoulders, "It's alright, does this feel good?"

Dragora nodded and breathed in relief, his musk starting to cloud his mind but he snapped to, "Maybe we should find a room..."

Smiling cleverly, Nij took his son's hand and they went outside, "I know a better place, come."

They flew off toward the castle with Slypnir and Zerion looking up, thinking Nij was just showing Dragora more of his heritage. Father and son landed at the castle doorstep and they went hastily to the master bedroom, which Dragora recognized instantly. Nij went straight for the bathroom panel and they went inside. The large Draconian went to the hole in the bathroom wall and crawled in, beckoning his son to follow and Dragora obliged, completely forgetting about his last fear of spiders within. They crawled deeper and deeper until it was almost pitch black and Nij felt an opening, proceeding to crawl out and light up the room excitedly.

"What is this place?" Dragora inquired, seeing his father light soft-glowing candles and there being a wide myriad of different objects.

"It's a secret chamber, one of many through the castle. This one is sound-proof and solid, so let's get comfortable..." Nij replied, taking off his clothes and letting his heavy sac swing.

Dragora blushed and breathed in deep, staring at Nij's cock as its head slid out of its casing, the hardening dick pulsing as its owner stroked it slowly. He undressed and stood there shyly, his sac barely rivaling Nij's orange-sized balls and Dragora came toward his father, rubbing the taller draconian's chest and nuzzling between his pecs as his hands slipped lower to the abs. Nij breathed heavily as their scents of lust filled the room, tensing strongly against his son as he felt Dragora's balls laying on his thigh. Their tails intertwined and wrapped around each other, Dragora's delving slowly into his father's ass as Nij's strong appendage did the same. picking up the smaller draconian easily and carrying him over to the bed, Nijraketo laid him on the bed and positioned his thick rod at Dragora's newly exposed pussy lips. Breathing in the musky air in deep gasps, Dragora bent his legs outward and slid onto his father's cock in lust, moaning and whimpering in pleasure and slight pain as Nij's thick, wide cock penetrated him. Dragora's veining dick was standing on end and bobbing up and down as he got used to Nij's girth, pre dribbling from both his cunny and his cock as his father took the pulsing shaft into his hands. Nij smiled and took a sound from the nearby table, inserting it all the way into Dragora and catching him off guard as he bucked into the flexible plug. Moaning loudly and sliding all the way down his father's shaft, Dragora unknowingly inserted his father's dick into his womb, feeling a sudden uncontrollable urge to fill it with the piercer's cum. Nij gasped and moaned as his son picked up pace, thinking it was from the sound as his son's dick veined more strongly, the build-up of liquids making it pulse visibly with each tense of the cock.

"D-Dragora I need-" Nijraketo blushed deeply as his son pushed on his bladder in midst of his cum-lust, Dragora moaning strongly and humping faster as his father's hot yellow liquid flooded his pussy.

They moaned louder as Dragora's cock was swelling slowly, his balls rivaling Nij's closely with cum and the larger draconian letting out growls of pleasure, pre spurting into his son's unaware womb. Dragora pushed down on his father's bladder more, piss leaking onto their loins as his cunny was flooded with the yellow liquid, his sex squirting pre erratically as his pussy lips swelled around the cock inside him. Nijraketo thrust and bucked, feeling his climax climb up his shaft and pinning his son under him. Dragora moaned and bucked as well, his dick's veins threatening to tear the skin as his dick throbbed and pulsed with pressure. Nijraketo let his seed gush unknowingly into his son's womb, Dragora crying out in pleasure as jets of his own fem cum covered their legs. Nij withdrew the sound and hovered over the cock in pleasure, feeling his son's seed shoot like a pressure washer against his chest, drops of cum splattering everywhere. Dragora moaned and laid there as his father withdrew his dick, various liquids flooding out of his son's cunny as the smaller draconian felt a stirring in his upper belly.

"F-Father, I think I'm pregnant..." Dragora stuttered out, still dazed with lust as their cum quickly formed into eggs inside him.

Nij checked his flaccid cock, seeing a small translucent circle and around shaft's head, coming over to his son's side as the eggs formed and grew quickly.

"You have your mother's quick reproductive system, give it a few hours and they'll be out." Nij stated calmly, rubbing his son's hand as Dragora shifted and squirmed, the life forming in him rapidly causing his own bladder to release as the eggs put pressure on it.

Nij cleaned up his son's nether regions carefully, crawling through the crawl-space rapidly to get food and water. Dragora continued laying there, exhausted and satisfied, blushing in experimentation as he rolled the sound in his father's cum and slid it into his cock, instantly crying out in pleasure as the juices were stripped off the sound by the leftover seed in his shaft. Moaning and stroking desperately, the smaller draconian pulled the sound out as his balls grew tremendously alongside his belly, all his cum being fertile.

Dragora was laying there in ecstasy as Nij crawled back through the entrance with provisions, his eyes locking onto his son's churning and swollen sac just as filled as his womb. Giving his son a flask of water, the larger draconian watched carefully as the eggs developed hastily.

"So you're fertile all around, what I'm wondering is how you impregnated the male part." Nij asked, curiously feeling the loaded sac and Dragora moaning in response.

"The... the sound you used... I was curious and so I rolled it in your puddle..." the smaller draconian explained, breathing heavily.

"Well I hope it doesn't hurt too much when those eggs come out-"

Dragora whimpered and gasped in pain and pleasure, his taut belly shifting and his cunny expanding considerably as the first egg began to slide out. Nij lifted up the sac with one arm and prepared to clear the way with his other. Pushing egg after egg to the sides, the smaller draconian's moans and cries of mixed feelings subsided as the once taut belly was emptying it's contents more smoothly through its owner's sex. Switching arms more and more often, Nij found himself having to set eggs on the floor carefully as he saw his son's bulging belly start returning to its original shape. gasping and moaning, Dragora pushed as best he could, the last egg being much larger than the rest and Nijraketo trying his best to help it along.

"I-it's too big..." Dragora whimpered, deciding to try pushing on his belly and baring his teeth as the large smooth shell slowly inched out of him.

"Just a little more son, you're almost past the biggest part." His father encouraged, rubbing his son's thigh soothingly.

The egg finally slid out and Dragora laid there heavily fatigued, downing the flask of water easily. Nij held up the large egg carefully to the light, smiling and handing the egg to his offspring.

"The rest are infertile, this one, however..."

"What do you mean the rest are infertile?" Dragora asked in a confused manner, holding the hefty egg and setting it down to the side of his torso.

"Draconians have a bit of a low birth rate. While we can make many eggs, there are only a few that carry offspring, and are easily identified by being considerably larger. For the unfertilized eggs they're usually used for food, thus why in survival situations draconians would mate." Nij explained carefully, seeing Dragora's face ease and understand.

"Well I guess I should count myself lucky, but is anything going to happen to the hatchling because we're of the same blood?" Dragora asked, worried once more as he could see the outline of his child inside the encasement.

"No, that's only been reported in primates, I guess lack of differentiability perhaps."

Dragora's muzzle once again eased into a faint smile, rubbing his still adjusting belly, gasping loudly as his father playfully slid his fist into the gaping sex easily. The smaller draconian wasn't far off from cumming and in a minute Nijraketo smiled as he withdrew his seed-covered arm and licked it playfully in front of his son.

"It helps the womb readjust back to normal size, plus I wanted to taste you." Nij giggled, kissing his son on the muzzle and sitting down beside him, "So did you want me to bring your mates, considering you're still due for another round of birth?"

Dragora merely nodded as the shifting in his sac reminded him of curiosity. Once again the larger draconian was off through the crawlspace, his son feeling that he didn't have much time before the next ovulation.

Nij was already at the ship, getting Zerion and Slypnir. He sent them toward the castle as he went to Herfrund and brought him along as well. All four rushed through the halls and the master bedroom, crawling into the hole one at a time as Nij heard Dragora moaning. Greeted by an unexpected site, Slypnir and Zerion looked at the pile of small eggs and Dragora holding a large egg as his sac was shifting vigorously.

"I-I think it's almost time..." Dragora aired out, his testicles bulging and shifting constantly under the taut skin.

"Dragora, it's real... so you are fertile!" Slypnir exclaimed, both him and Zerion going over to assist their mate as Herf smiled faintly.

"Well, father, it would seem you made quick work of that fear of herms..." the grand draconian commented softly, hugging his father and his voice hushing very quietly, "Just next time why don't you impregnate a fully-grown draconian..."

Nij looked up and blushed, not knowing that Herfrund was attracted too and he nodded as they heard Dragora cry out suddenly, the smaller draconian's pelvis bulging greatly. Slypnir set the large egg down safely as Dragora flipped over and bucked into the air in a wild, desperate manner, the base of his cock expanding greatly as his whole shaft seemed to change. The smaller draconian continued humping animalistically into the air as Zerion gripped his mate's shaft under where the egg was, helping the large shell slide slowly to the tip. Dragora cried out urgently as his entire ball sac shifted and groaned, his dick quivering as his urethra expanded greatly and bucking as the white, slimy shell could begin being seen. Slypnir steadied his companion as best as he could, Dragora moaning pleadingly and his expression full of desperation as the first egg finally popped out. The smaller draconian roared mightily as a torrent of cum splashed out over the shell, the river of seed stopping short as many more eggs aligned to be deposited.

"I... I need to cum..." Dragora whimpered out, his whole body sweating from tensing and his scent overwhelming the room, everyone's members uncontrollably stiffening slowly as they breathed Dragora's scent.

Continuing to buck and squeeze and push the eggs up his shaft, Dragora couldn't get out a drop of his seed as more eggs laid ready, his lower abs bulging as greatly as his balls. Slypnir was the first to lose his composure, his veining rod slipping over his loincloth and he stroked it in lust. Zerion was next, his shaft already dribbling pre as he leaned over Dragora, pushing his cock slowly into the smaller draconian's anus and helping him lay the eggs. Herf and Nij were last, finally just proceeding to fondle each other with Nij sliding his already stiff shaft into Herfrund's virgin cunt.

The sudden orgy took place with Nij impregnating Herfrund, the grand draconian learning from Dragora's curiosity to not put his father's seed in his own shaft. Slypnir and Zerion were helping Dragora with the last few eggs while satisfying themselves, the smaller draconian's loose urethra having an easier time but still straining as the last 2 were larger kin-bearing eggs.

Dragora moaned and breathed heavily as the last egg showed no signs of moving, a giant bulge in his cock remaining steadfast as Slypnir and Zerion tried helping it along.

"It... won't move... father, what's happening...?" Dragora aired out, Nijraketo finishing with seeding Herf and coming over.

"Herfrund, it would seem you're not the only one that carries the noble gene..." Nijraketo stated, kneeling onto the bed and holding his son's shoulder, "Dragora, this might hurt a bit."

Dragora whimpered in expectancy as Nij gripped below where the egg was firmly, the bulge moving up a little. The smaller draconian bared his teeth and closed his eyes as the egg was proceeding slowly, crying out as the head of his cock was beginning to stretch out from the shell. Slypnir cringed as a little red was striped across the emerging shape, Dragora growling slightly through clenched teeth. Nijraketo finally got the widest part of the egg out, Dragora moaning as torrents of his seed flooded out, breathing heavily as his stretched cock hung flaccid and his balls stretched.

"Well, it looks like I have a little nursing to do..." Herfrund commented, blushing slightly as his reproductive system wasn't as quick as his brother's.

"You'll have Auberlinz to assist you; as for you Dragora, you have three offspring. I think we should leave them here in the castle as who knows what will happen while we travel." Nij retorted smiling faintly at his children.

"Alright father. And it was nice to be with you Herf, I'll be sure to come back once everything is calmed down." Dragora responded, hugging Slypnir and Zerion close, "What about you father? Are you gonna stay and settle or follow the chaos that'll undoubtedly ensue?"

"I think it's high time I spent a little time with Herfrund, we haven't had the opportunity to truly bond yet. I'll always be here when you do come back Dragora." Nijraketo answered nodding slowly to Zerion and Slypnir, "I trust you two to keep him out of too much trouble."

The trio smiled and Dragora's companions helped him to his feet, where he slowly went over to put on his clothes. Nij and Herf were the first ones through the hole, father handing the fertilized eggs to his large son as Herfrund crawled to the other side. Dragora went next, followed by his mates, Slypnir smiling still and blushing lightly as Dragora's still-present scent was practically on his nose as Dragora kept his tail high.

The rest of the day was uneventful, mostly getting the ship ready to fly to Pneuschorn and everyone but Nij and Herf were accounted for at dusk.

"Where's Nijraketo and Herfrund?" Farresetia asked, seeing no sign of them but the trio proceeding to prepare for liftoff.

"They decided to stay here in Dawn, bond a little from their time away." Slypnir replied as the ship slowly began to lift off, Midnight hanging lazily over a rail as the ground moved farther away.

Farresetia nodded and walked over to her mate, comforting the woozy panther as Vibarsi entered the control room, helping fly the ship as they ascended into the clouds. S'kria and Orrik looked over in awe as the ship sailed above the clouds, isles of stone dotting the horizon all over. Dragora turned the ship slowly westward, following Slypnir's instruction and Zerion wrapping his arms around both his mates as they looked forward over the sky. Dragora looked in awe as he saw the world he knew below him and clear skies above, leaving the control to Vibarsi as he rushed out to the bow, gazing at the faint stars and the near flat horizon.

"Beautiful isn't it?" Slypnir asked, coming up to Dragora from behind and hugging him, "I remember my first time spotting a castle in the sky when I was little. Clearest day you'd have in Aerinia except for that patch with a tower peaking above the fluff."

Zerion came up from behind as well and hugged both his companions, "Dragora, why is your tail so high?"

Dragora blushed and lowered his appendage, Slypnir giggling lightly.

"I've been trying to resist the urge to pounce on you, your scent is tempting." Slypnir stated lightly, resting his head on Dragora's shoulder.

"I guess I didn't notice..." Dragora trailed in an embarrassed manner, still looking over the bow as he leaned his head onto Slypnir's, "Thank you both for showing me this, for coming along with me, for helping me, even saving my life on multiple occasions..."

"We love you and each other, and I doubt there's a thing we wouldn't do for each other." Zerion stated as he hugged tighter around his mates, Dragora's tail wrapping around his.

"It's out here we can be free, out here we can love each other. Even if my shop didn't burn down I'd throw it all away in order to be with you two." Slypnir aired, smiling contentedly.

They continued looking outward toward the approaching island, the architecture different from anything Dragora had seen. He looked at the spiry towers with curved roofs, admiring the paneled walls and various shapes of buildings. Zerion giggled and tapped Dragora's tail which had risen up again as the excited draconian spotted the dock area, blushing as he lowered his tail again.

Dragora jumped off the ship as soon as it dock and went toward the blacksmith spotting weaponry he never saw before as Zerion followed. Slypnir went off toward the raw material vendors, hoping to find a more conductive metal. The rest of the crew went off to their own thing, most going to a restaurant that was nearby.

"I see you're interested in my Odachi selection." The blacksmith remarked as Dragora came over and looked over the swords.

"Odachi? I've never seen this kind of sword before..." Dragora responded, picking up a large one and examining the blade, "They're a bit flimsy..."

"I myself am still learning how to make those, however I have the smaller Katana design down." The blacksmith retorted, scratching the back of his head in slight embarrassment.

Picking up a katana, the dragon-kin felt the balance before showing it to Zerion.

"Do you think when we get back to Dawn you could make something similar?" Dragora asked, seeing his mate was interested in the design as well.

"Of course, also I've spent some time on the armor, should be able to get it done so I could use the forge freely; how much for this one?" Zerion responded and asked the merchant.

"200 tyralthium rings, sheath included." The merchant retorted, seeing Slypnir walk up behind his two companions.

Slypnir hugged them both and paid for the sword as Zerion and Dragora found their pockets were empty and both blushed and they kissed the lithe draconian's muzzle. Dragora took the sword and sheath as they headed to the restaurant where everyone was, seeing only the crew strewn about the tables. Slypnir went over to Luxi while the two other dragon-kins went to where most of the crew was huddled, a waitress hussling to and fro between plates and sighing in exhaustion as more showed up.

"Umm, Dragora, Zerion...?" Slypnir asked, coming up to his mates and sitting down with them, "Could you two perhaps work a little bit so I can pay for some materials?"

"Sure, Dragora knows how to make weapons and I know how to make armor, we could try seeing if that blacksmith will hire us on temporarily." Zerion responded, nodding to Dragora as he held Slypnir's hand, "Luxi only have enough to pay for food and lodging?"

"But I don't know the local crafts, the weapon designs are completely foreign to me." Dragora stated, wrapping his tail around Zerion's waist.

"Exotic weapons and armor to the area would probably bring in more income, and yes, everyone else is getting ready to look for work as well to replenish funds." Slypnir retorted, standing up with his mates, "I was going to search for an apothecary, see if I can either help make potions or sell a few ingredients I have excess of."

Dragora nodded as the rest of the crew was finishing their meals and the trio went out toward the market, each finding work easily as hands were needed. Luxi eventually was done with his errands and was watching Zerion work on armor.

"So how much are they paying you for the job?" The platypus asked, watching his old comrade working efficiently as ever.

"More than I think this material's worth, steel is like working with paper to me. I don't get how Dragora works with it but he's much better with more plentiful materials than I am." Zerion replied, glancing over at his mate, who was making an odachi, much to the surprise of the hiring blacksmith.

"So you can work with tyralthium and all that just fine, just not iron, steel, and so on?" Luxicitius inquired, seeing Zerion struggling to make sure there were no splits in the armor.

"Aye, I skipped right over those, the first material I worked with was ethersilver." Zerion answered, taking a small break after handing in another full suit of armor.

"Well, I've been wanting some armor, maybe you could fit me later..." Luxi retorted, hushing toward the end and blushing.

"It shouldn't be a problem, I think I have the tools in my supplies." Zerion stated, hearing his friend but not seeing him blush.

They heard a slicing sound to the side and watched as a tameshigiri split behind Dragora, who was holding the finished odachi.

"I recommend keeping the handle this length, nowadays a single person can use these." The draconian suggested, handing the sword to the blacksmith.

"How did you master the design so quickly? How is this so balanced?" The blacksmith asked, stunned at the speed Dragora worked at.

"It's not really complex, and it's easier and more durable if you make it as one piece." The draconian explained, "So how much will I get for making it?"

"I haven't seen anything of the like, it's sturdy, it's sharper than a medical tool, I may be undercutting it for need to pay taxes but 5,000 tyralthium rings." The blacksmith enthused, looking down the edge and feeling the weight.

"I'll take it." Dragora replied simply, the merchant handing him a medium bag of currency as he walked over to Zerion and Luxi, "So what did Slypnir want?"

"He found a more conductive metal, says he can make a large-scale lightning channel for the ship with it." Luxi responded, keeping close to Zerion but his nostrils catching a feminine scent in the air as well.

"Alright, well I'm gonna go look for Slypnir, Zerion, and don't heat it that much, and don't use water, just makes the metal brittle."

Zerion blushed and nodded, kissing his mate before tending the forge once more. Dragora walked around and eventually found Slypnir ogling at an ingot and dark yellow metal, sneaking up and wrapping his arms around Slypnir as the lithe draconian jumped in surprise.

"D-Dragora, already done?" Slypnir asked, smirking as his mate held up the sizable pouch of money, "Ten ingots of Corilium, please."

Dragora pursued to hand over 2,000 pieces and wrap his arms around Slypnir teasingly, his tail brushing Slypnir's thigh. Giving a heavy breath Slypnir took up the order and went toward an alley with Dragora, spinning around and holding him close as they went into the shadows enough.

"Thought you didn't like public places..." Slypnir aired between kisses and licks.

"Lately I haven't cared, the urge is so strong now. I just feel like pouncing on anyone in the middle of the street." Dragora retorted, blushing as his length poked around his loincloth against Slypnir's pelvis.

The lithe draconian tried hard to compose himself as his mate massaged and licked along his body, Dragora's body seeming to become stronger each time they interact. A thought sparked across Slypnir's mind at that moment, withdrawing and holding up Dragora's muzzle to look into his eyes.

"Dragora, can we test something real quick?" Slypnir asked, Dragora nodding and kissing him.

"What did you wanna try?"

"Light water." Slypnir responded unsurely, wrapping his hand around his mate's bicep to make a point.

Dragora looked and noticed what Slypnir had then, his muscles considerably larger from when Slypnir used to be able to at least touch his tricep when wrapping his hand around his arm.

"You think...?"

A nod.

"Alright, well let's go quickly, Don't want it coursing through me again."

Back at the inn, Slypnir boiled and enchanted a flask of water, handing it to Dragora and watching him drink it slowly. Nothing happened and Slypnir repeated the process, enchanting the water with darkness to balance out the dosage. Dragora downed it as well, but felt a surge through his body and whimpered slightly, not knowing what the feeling was.

"Now there's too much light in your body?" Slypnir sighed, holding Dragora's hand.

"No, it's something different, it's not pain or pleasure, I don't know what is is..."

"Attunement."

"What's attunement?" Dragora asked inquisitevely, not knowing what to expect.

"It's when your body is perfectly in line between two opposing elements, you feel strange or neutral, but as you can see the physical affects are pleasing..." Slypnir explained, seeing Dragora's muscles fill out just a tad more, his pecs standing out more and his still-erect cock suddenly giving a strong throb as it grew slightly.

The muscular draconian gave a moan as he felt his balls swell from fists to fill out his still slightly elastic sac from the pregnancy to coconuts. Slypnir let out a heavy breath as the musk became even stronger, seeing his mate strain to keep quiet as his balls swayed between his knees.

"I.. I don't think I can h-hide it..." Dragora aired out, growling in lust strongly as his length suddenly grew more, the slick tip brushing his neck as a thick knot swelled along the exposed base of his profound dick.

Slypnir couldn't resist and laid his mate back, hugging and humping into the side of Dragora's thick, long shaft and sucking on the tip as his own pre smeared into his mate's sensitive dick. The muscular draconian couldn't help but moan as his sensitive meat was handled lustfully, overflowing Slypnir's mouth with a jet of pre while his balls shifted and churned with the quickly building load.

"Y-you're scent, I..." Slypnir aired out, gasping as globs of his own lubricant lathered his mate's cock and he released the sensitive flesh, standing up and hovering over the avidly twitching and throbbing member, teasing its head with his anus before sitting atop Dragora's shaft.

Dragora moaned loudly, his underbelly seeming to strain against his muscles as alkaline fluid spattered all over his mate's entrance and their loins, his already moist, glistening skin even shinier in the light as the head of Dragora's cock pushed into Slypnir's tract slowly. Letting out a whimper of lust and slight pain, Slypnir relaxed as best as he could, the tip of his mate's cock stretching his anus to almost his pelvic bone. Panting heavily on weak legs, he couldn't help it and slid down firmly, an obvious bulge along his underbelly.

"Unf! Are you okay?" Dragora grunted and asked, seeing the outline of his new length in his mate's underbelly.

Slypnir only let out a lustful moan as he could feel the pillar in him pulse, unable to resist fapping as he leaned forward, making Dragora moan loudly as his cock shifted. His mind completely clouded by his mate's scent, Slypnir could only think of pleasure, pawing desperately to cum as he rubbed the large dick through his belly, making the muscular draconian buck.

"S-Slypnir what's-" Dragora tried stammering out before his mate came all over his chest, a spike of pleasure throbbing strongly as pre flooded into Slypnir insides. His own mind tried desperately to resist the musk, the over-powering scent moving in slowly as Slypnir became a slave to the scent.

Humping and continuing to paw at his own length, Slypnir moaned and breathed heavily as cum kept dribbling out, his balls pushing all they could make out as he tried his best to get Dragora to cum. The muscular draconian could only lay there in ecstasy, his balls churning and gurgling with a building load as his sensitive member was being given so much attention. His being absolutely enthralled by the musk in the air, Slypnir rubbed up against and humped into his mate's body animalistically, Dragora crying out in pleasure as his cock swelled with his load and burst strongly into the tight space. Another glob of cum spurting onto Dragora's chest, Slypnir moaned and passed out on his mate as Dragora's head began clearing, seed spraying out of Slypnir anus around his pulsing dick as well as the lithe draconian's underbelly swelling.

"Are... are you okay...?" Dragora asked his companion dazedly, shaking his shoulder to wake him up.

"Wha... where am I...? unh!" Slypnir moaned out, a little drowsy from the microscopic nap and feeling a slight tinge of pain as his belly swelled outward from his mate's continuing load.

Dismounting slowly and after a few cries of pleasure, Slypnir pulled himself off of Dragora and covered them both in his seed, feeling his stomach move with every motion. Getting an idea suddenly, however, the lithe draconian slid his finger along his own cum on his mate's chest and fingered his gaping hole, getting the same sudden feeling as when Dragora got pregnant as the cum mixed quickly. Dragora recognized the movements and helped his mate lay back, bumps forming along his slick belly as Slypnir moaned and squirmed in new feelings. His anus still loosened from the cock, Slypnir tried pushing as the formed eggs slid out but his tract could only twitch along the smooth surfaces. Rubbing the belly softly, Dragora helped move the eggs as they came out, his companion assuming a gargoyle-like position as the great bulge along Slypnir's belly receding slowly.

After 24 eggs Slypnir huffed heavily,his stomach still feeling stretched as he laid down, Dragora laying next to him and hugging him.

"So what was with earlier, it was as if you were hypnotized or something." Dragora asked, kissing his mate's cheek.

"I don't know, I was explaining attunement and that's all I can remember." Slypnir retorted, "and when you woke me up it was a sort of subconscious act to mix my cum with yours, I dunno what I was thinking..."

Dragora nuzzled Slypnir softly, holding him close before sitting up on the bed and putting his clothes on.

"I'll be right back, just getting something to clean up."

Slypnir nodded and laid back, looking at the eggs and not knowing whether to be glad or disappointed that none were fertilized. He got up and set them aside, wiping off the seed onto the sheets so he could put his own clothes on as his underbelly was almost back to normal. Dragora came in walking a bit bow-legged, Slypnir giggling lightly as Dragora's shorts looked strained.

"How am I supposed to fight or move normally when my shorts are almost breaking at the seams? I gave up on the shirt, no way I'm gonna be able to wear what I usually do like this..."

Slypnir blushed, noticing Dragora's defined muscles would never fit into his clothing, "Well... attunement is normally only done during mating seasons..."

Dragora smiled and sat next to Slypnir, setting down the bucket and wash cloth, "I haven't mated with you and Zerion enough have I? If you ever want pleasure I'd be happy to oblige; Zerion too."

"Well honestly it didn't occur to me I was doing attunement for you until after you drank both light and dark waters, but yes, I was wanting to mate with you."

Holding Slypnir close and licking along his smooth glistening skin, Dragora rubs his hand along his thigh slowly and their tails wrapping around each other.

"I hope we can have our own child some day..." Slypnir breathed out, nuzzling his mate softly as he felt the strong hand on his thigh.

"I'll have one with you and one with Zerion, even if it takes a hundred times..." Dragora responded, holding Slypnir's hand, "Although it might have to be when this is all over."

Slypnir looked up and kissed Dragora softly, then then looked at the eggs, resting his head on his mate's shoulder.

"I'll always love you too..." Dragora responded to Slypnir's gesture, smiling and picking up the lithe draconian and setting him down between his legs.

Slypnir gasped as he was lifted easily, but then relaxed as he felt his mates warm underbelly against his back and wings. They stayed close until they heard a rap on their door, in which Zerion came in, seeing Dragora trying in vain to fit into his clothes before realizing who was there.

"I would ask if it's the darkness again, but Slypnir wouldn't be calm and neither of you naked."

"Well that's originally what it was, then I forgot about mixing opposing elements subsequently." The lithe draconian retorted, blushing slightly as Dragora just remained nude.

"I don't think the general public would take to well to a streaker, doesn't anyone have clothes I can fit into?" Dragora asked, perplexed on how to get to the ship.

"Vibarsi, maybe. You might just have to wear a kilt for the lower half tho'." Zerion giggled out, his mate's endowment obviously to large for normal garments.

Dragora blushed deeply, worried about sitting down with a man-skirt on. He nodded against his judgment, Zerion walking out to ask the falcon for a set of clothes while Slypnir sat next the muscular draconian and leaned on him on the bed.

After a visual example later Vibarsi tried his best to find a shirt that would fit the draconian to no avail. S'kria had already sewn together a kilt for Dragora, whose muzzle only reddened as time went on. Giving up on the affair, the trio decided to just go out and take care of what they needed to, heading to the ship to help Slypnir construct a larger lightning channel.

"I'll just work on the pieces you need inside, I don't feel comfortable out here with nothing but nigh-on a towel..." Dragora insisted, taking a few bars of Corilium and looking at the plans carefully.

"We're all gonna be in there until we can barely fit it through the door, in which case it'll be almost done anyway." Slypnir replied, picking up the plans and the rest of the ingots.

The rest of the crew were going about their business, an air of unease creeping over the town as dark clouds loomed on the horizon. Citizens began going indoors and there was an eerie calm as the crew went unawares of what laid beyond the walls.