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A Legendary Heat

Commission for LightTheDragon19~

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Synopsis:

It had been two years since Spyro, the legendary purple dragon, and Cynder, the former terror of the skies, had defeated the Dark Master, Malefor. With their combined might, the two dragons had vanquished the evil dragon that almost destroyed the planet.

Now living in peace, the two dragons will now have to face the unfortunate consequence where all dragonesses will experience.

Heat.

While Cynder and Spyro where mated, it was the black dragoness' first time experiencing heat so she doesn't know what to do. Every time her lover, Spyro goes near her, she sometimes does something seductive that it ended up frightening the purple dragon away.

Determined to fix this matter, Cynder decided that she would need to ask advice to Ignitus, the fire guardian and hopefully put a stop to this escapade.

Meanwhile, Spyro had some advice with Terrador and Cyril on how to deal with Cynder's heat.

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The cool air breeze stretched throughout the incredible city of dragons, Warfang, as it carried several clouds and left nothing disturbed on its path. Several dragons were seen walking in their own busy matters whether be work or chilling out with friends at their favorite spot. The sound of water trickling and flowing continuously throughout the lush ponds in the park brought calmness to anyone listening. All these activities were peaceful that any dragon wouldn't have wished for it to go away.

From above, a small flying silhouette can be seen swiftly gliding over the structures as it made a quick descent to a statue with a beautiful landscape of Warfang spread across the stone. It was Cynder.

Standing up on a tall stone, the dragoness surveyed the surrounding area for the familiar fire guardians, Ignitus. The fire guardian, Ignitus, was a well known and respected dragon across the city. With his guidance having saved countless creatures during the war against the Dark Master and having mentored the legendary purple dragon to achieve victory, Ignitus' respect has reached an exceptional degree across the lands. It was always wise for any new residents to pay him a visit and learn from his teachings and advise whenever they had the chance.

Cynder scanned and examined each corner around her, yet not one flame of Ignitus can be found. From what she had known from Spyro, Ignitus was scheduled to have a meeting with one of the merchant leaders that wanted to set up a stall in the marketplace. The only problem was that there were many dragons that were roaming about, so finding a single orange dragon within the countless sea of dragons will be like finding a needle in a haystack.

There was a reason why the black dragoness wanted to find the fire guardian. Cynder had noticed that she had been experiencing urges a few weeks ago were she would want to have Spyro with her almost every moment. There were also times where her mate's scent alone drives her mind into a frenzy of lust. Not to mention, she was becoming more aware of his presence whenever he was nearby.

Usually she would disregard these random mood swings as some kind of wanton need to be with her mate all the time since they were only mated two years ago, but something inside her psyche told he otherwise.

The random mood swings seems to have gotten worse once she realized that she was entering her first heat cycle as a dragoness. Her draconic anatomy will change during this certain duration, increasing her sexual needs to mate. Not only will she be filled with this insatiable drive, but it would be Spyro that will be the one who must be the one to calm the lust down.

The only problem was that Spyro was relatively inexperienced when it comes to mating. While they were both mates according to the public eye, they both never reached that far in the relationship. The public was the one that made the image of them being couples, the problem was they were not intimate enough like couples would be. This may seem unusual to most who will question what was preventing the two dragons into having a deeper relationship. There were a few obvious reasons why Spyro would avoid going into that territory and one of them was being a coward.

One main reason of the purple dragon's anxiety was that of Cynder rejecting him due to the abuse her mind had endured from the hands of the Dark Master. It would be understandable that the black dragoness would need a moment of healing first, but she didn't want that.

She wanted to touch Spyro in the most intimate places and want to feel loved by him.

But due to the season of heat, it might make it look like it was her heat that was making her do things, and not her true self.

Cynder shook her head to get rid of the perverted thoughts and continued her search. She knew that she needed some sort of remedy and fast. The last thing she needed was to pounce on Spyro and have loveless sex to him while he was eating his dinner.

"Ugh!" Cynder groaned, rubbing her face on her claws. "Come on, Ignitus... Where are you?"

She knew that if she doesn't find him soon, then this problem will get worse. The dragoness had heard that once a female dragon reaches the final stage of their heat, it will then start to take hold of the dragoness' body and drive her mind into an insane state.

A speck of orange caught her attention that pulled her away from her thoughts and her vision traced toward a dragon in orange speaking to the leader of the merchant union. The council consisted of several dragon leaders of different sections of Warfang and help maintained the balance and control on trading, cultural events and others that help create the life in Warfang.

With relief, Cynder immediately lept from the statue and glided toward the fire guardian, landing a few feet away to not cause any disturbance to the councilman and Ignitus. As much as she wanted to find help and fix this certain problem, the dragoness knew not to interrupt official matters from others and wait. Ignitus noticed the young dragoness' arrival and merely nods.

"As much as I appreciate that you want Warfang to develop economically, I do not believe that putting permanent stalls on the streets would do any good to the environment of Warfag." Ignitus explained. The council dragon merely scoffed.

"Even with your mentor status in the Dragon Temple, you wouldn't have any say how we merchant dragons wanted our rights to earn gold!" The dragon leader said in a stern and aggravating tone.

"My duty isn't to speak for you to get what you want," Ignitus said in response, giving the leader a calm voice, "But help control the society and make sure that we continue to live harmoniously together. Spreading stalls all around the streets will cause disturbances towards the dragon residents when they walk and they'll just block the entrance. Unless you want dragons to hit themselves on the head when they're in a hurry then I might reconsider placing those stands permanently." Cynder merely smirked seeing Ignitus counter the leader's argument as he continues explaining.

"Also, once I reconsider then I would also ask that you compensate every dragon injured by the stands, that is if any are injured at all during their morning routine of going to the markets."

Ignitus folded his wings and look the leader dead straight on the eyes without hesitation as if the orange dragon had mastered the 'Ice glare' skill that the Ice guardian, Cyril, does very well. The ice guardian, being skilled in making the typical calm argument turn cold from a heated dispute was a frightening dragon to argue with. Seeing that the dragon leader remained speechless to the fire guardian only confirms Ignitus' reputation and the leader could merely growl under his breathe.

"Fine." The council leader turned to a nearby cartographer and threw his bag of gold onto his hand without even looking at the gold pieces being dropped onto his claw.

"Draw another blueprint and find another location in Warfag without a permanent stall." The leader left in a hurry along with his two bodyguards following suit.

With a deep and long sigh, Ignitus rubbed the top of his eyes feeling the stress from the past couple of weeks grow heavy, "At this rate, I'm going to feel older when winter will hit Warfang sooner than expected." He turns to face the dragoness and gives her a welcoming smile.

"Good afternoon, young Cynder. What brings you here?" Ignitus gave the dragoness a concerned look after noticing that her face was contorted into something strange. "Is everything alright?" At this point, the dragoness could only give out a sigh as she shook her head. Playing around the bush would only complicate things further, so...

"Can we like talk it over for some lunch? It's... a bit of a personal problem." Ignitus was about to say something but Cynder immediately cut him off knowing that the fire guardian would offer to pay for the bills. "My treat of course, and no I am not taking 'no' for an answer," she chuckled. "I'm not a 'young dragon' anymore Ignitus, you know that right?"

Ignitus chuckled. "Sorry," he shrugged before giving the black dragoness a happy and calm smile, "Well, seeing as you are inviting then I shall come with you." The dragoness gave herself a smirk to the dragon guardian seeing her efforts pay off.

"Now let us head on out. I know a good spot that has wonderful scenery to calm my stress." Cynder was all but willing to agree before the orange dragon took off with her gliding close behind.

Warfang, although large in landscape and area, possesses many delightful and relaxing landscape and locations for anyone to rest and have. While the war did demolished most of its beautiful scenery, it has been healing since then and slowly turning Warfang back to a new beauty that anyone would go and relax themselves on. Ignitus and Cynder can be seen gliding side by side to the location with the former leading.

With Ignitus flying a little behind, Cynder got time to ponder through the clouds, deep into thought, and what advice the orange dragon might offer her once she explains her dilemma. If anything, the only thing that she was worried about would be the fact that the fire guardian won't be giving her any advice due to it involving the more sensitive details of her sexual needs. That and the black dragoness might ask Ignitus certain 'specific' questions that might be... inappropriate to discuss out in the open with prying ears possibly overhearing the conversation.

Flying through the clouds, Cynder let the warm breeze hit her body as she continued her thoughts until Ignitus took a quick dive down. The young black dragoness followed suit as the former was seen heading towards an open restaurant that had some kind of park on the back. Picnic tables scattered around as a giant pond on the middle were children of any creatures played and enjoyed the beautiful scenery. Ignitus landed right on a table, with Cynder following right behind and settling in her own spot across of him.

"This restaurant is just so beautiful that sometimes the merchants asked for permission if they could use this location in their weddings." Ignitus explained to her, "During the war, this place was used as an impromptu medic base, but now it has been rebuilt with the love couples coming back here." Cynder nodded as she looks across the table and observed the scenery. If she has to be honest, if the dragoness decides to get married and find Spyro asking her the famous question she would've have no problem marrying right next to this location.

"It really has a serene atmosphere Ignitus... You never cease to surprise me on places that I don't know in Warfang despite living here for two years," She looks at the menu in front of her and examined its contents. "I knew you've been hanging around Cyril quite too much." Ignitus couldn't help but blush a little and chuckle.

"Yes well, despite the Ice guardian's pompous behavior towards others, he is an avid landscaper," The guardian paused as he also took out his menu and begins to look through it.

Cynder smirked knowing the real reason behind Ignitus hanging around more and more to Cyril's company. The Ice guardian, although rude to just about anyone with his self-important ego, he could also be friendly and reliable if he knows those who are worth it. Having spent a few moments with the ice guardian during the celebration parties and hearing Spyro teasing the orange dragon made Cynder suspected Ignitus' feelings.

If anything, the black dragoness will make a bet of half of her gold pile that Cyril also has the same affections.

"He is quite nice to be around for an Ice guardian." Cynder closed the menu knowing that she already figured out on what she want and looks back to Ignitus who seemed to be taken a toll. "He seems to open up after the celebration party at least and spend more time with others," She gave out a smirk, "Perhaps someone special that we know?" Ignitus chuckled and shakes his head.

"My dear, young dragoness... Cyril and I are only colleagues that only just began to hang out more often. Nothing more between the two of us, I assure you..." Ignitus gave out a heavy sigh. The black dragoness saw this as a way that Cyril doesn't know of his affection and most likely that the orange dragon might feel pained. Cynder knew how heartbreaking it was to harbor affection without even realizing and experience firsthand in that category.

The dragoness looks down toward her menu and began pondering on ideas to tell him to pursue Cyril but she quickly noticed a green dragoness waiter standing patiently for their orders.

Cynder quickly closes her menu knowing what she wanted and looks back to the dragoness and ordered her meal of salad with several bread sticks beside it.

Ignitus does the same to the waitress ordering baked fish with his meal also include the bread sticks along with some greens. "We've have gotten ourselves some great meals today." Ignitus placed his menu back in its place and folded his paws on the table and gave the dragoness a welcoming smile, "Alright... Now that's out of the way. Care to tell me what ails you, Cynder?"

Cynder sighed, placing her menu aside she took a deep inhale before finally making any kind of answer to the guardian. The dragoness wasn't sure where to start; either talking about her dilemma or start off about the question where her mood swings started off.

'No time like the present to get it over with I guess...'

"It happened like one day a few weeks ago I suddenly begun to feel this ache." The black dragoness folded her paws across her muzzle. Ignitus noticed a red blush tint across the black dragoness and gave her an inquisitive look. "Uh... a 'needy' ache Ignitus," She whispered softly to the orange dragon giving him a somewhat clear clue for her problem, "It seemed to have gotten worse."

The fire dragon, after hearing the explanation, seem to connect a few dots but waited for a moment giving Cynder more time for her to explain. "I then started to feel sensitive to smells as well. Every time when Spyro was around... ugh," Cynder shook her head trying to clear the lewd images from her mind and looks back to the former who continued waiting patiently. "I suddenly just want Spyro right there next to me for... intimate... reasons..."

Now the realization hit the guardian hard after hearing Cynder's dilemma, it seemed to become more apparent to the orange dragon knowing the dragoness was about to experience her first heat. Dragons, when they reach to Cynder's age, will experience heat at a certain time in their adult life which will trigger a dragoness' needs of a sexual instinct. Ignitus knew this and always tried to keep his emotions under control every time heat came about as well, not because the former didn't want to participate on mating but rather the pheromones produced will affect male dragons.

This was all new territory to Cynder that Ignitus will need to explain as well knowing that dealing with heat without prior knowledge could lead to disastrous situations.

"I see, Cynder... Well, to give an honest answer first things first," Ignitus stood up and walked behind the black dragoness while the dragoness giving him a confused expression. "Sorry for the invasion of privacy but if I may..." Using his clawed paws, the guardian places it onto the back of her neck and examined it until he felt a small bulging of flesh under her scales. It was the scent glands which produces pheromones which informs males during the season of heat.

The glands were more enlarged for female dragons but since it was Cynder's first time Ignitus could see the glands being larger than his expectations. Usually these glands produce scent markers during normal intervals of the months or so but the current size of the glands was informing any males that the heat cycle has started. This sudden size expansion would most likely explain Cynder's need for the purple dragon due to the production of pheromone increases dramatically.

Feeling the large scale of heat build up on his scales made him withdraw his paws away to calm the fire raging inside his body but the orange dragon knew he was old enough to control these impulses unlike Spyro. Ignitus nodded as he walked back to his seat and gives Cynder a confirming nod as he settles down.

The dragoness saw that the orange dragon had to stop the urge from acting so sudden that she would need to ask again to make sure that he would be alright. "Ignitus? You alright there?" The guardian chuckled as he shook his head and smiled.

"Yes, do not worry. I am old enough not let instincts take control so easily." He gave a chuckle seeing her eyes grew wide upon realization.

"It was not your fault my child, when dragoness experience their heat, males' instincts will get into a craze trying to satisfy their needs and vice versa. So during the first heat cycle, young Spyro wouldn't have controlled himself but I do believe that after much guidance of being a gentleman and some self-discipline he'll most likely avoid any attempt on the situation," The orange dragon let out a slight chuckle after imagining Spyro blushing intensely while trying to not go near the dragoness.

"Spyro and I... well we, I mean..." Cynder sighs realizing the situation that she was in wasn't getting any easier. "I'm not blaming him that's not what I am trying to say or even suggesting here. It's just he may feel pressured whenever I'm around."

"Is there an underlying reason for you believing so Cynder?" The dragoness merely shrugged hearing Ignitus asked. The black dragoness wasn't too sure since she doesn't know if Spyro really liked her but the purple dragon acted nervous around her quite a lot than usual that it just couldn't have been her. Cynder shook her head as she tried her best to answer.

"No... not really... He just never acted the same ever since we... I almost..." She gave off a cough seeing Ignitus listening intently, "Nevermind." Ignitus could only ponder with a calm expression as the dragoness seem to have an aversion answering any further details that might give more clues that there might be more details that would help.

He could see that it was difficult trying to understand on how Spyro could be too nervous around the dragoness when he fought and risk his life for the world just to save her. A dragon's love for their significant other was similar to what an artist felt towards a beautiful painting. They both could never stop staring and would be lost in each other's eyes, but if something happens to the other, then the dragon would risk his life to save them.

There was something in the back of the guardian's mind that was nagging him about the whole situation but he couldn't put a claw on it. He shook his head and returned to the matter at hand.

"Young dragon, there is nothing wrong with your heat. You can't help it as a dragoness, so please do not feel ashamed. In fact, you are experiencing the season perfectly well, which leads me to ask you," He cleared his throat and began to ask his questions.

"How do you feel whenever Spyro is close by or when he leaves? Has your heat worsen when he is around and have you tried any sort of remedies to stop this?" The dragoness took a moment to think about her situation until she finally answered.

"Well... When Spyro is close by I sometimes get these urges to jump on him and well... mate." She blushed intensely and looks down feeling a little embarrassed. "And no, I haven't found any remedy to stop this. That's why I've come to you for advice. I didn't know who else to talk about this so here we are."

"So let me see if I got this right... You are having trouble keeping yourself under control and when you're around Spyro you begin to have urges for intimate activities correct?"

"Yes, I know how weird and disturbing that sounds but that's exactly what's happening." The dragoness sighed as she buried her face in her paws.

Ignitus just smiled, knowing that this was a relatively normal thing for her to feel. With that thought in mind, the fire dragon relaxed and let the worries wash off from his mind. If it had been something else, then he might have needed to take extra cautions for the young couples.

"You don't have to be worried, Cynder. As long as you stay calm and not try to hump Spyro the second you see him, you'll be fine. And besides," The fire dragon gave her a cheeky grin. "Even you did somehow managed to hump him, I highly doubt that he'd be opposed to it." Cynder blushed again at the mental image and the dragon's implications.

"But, if this does start causing problems, you'll need to get him alone. Once that happens, you'll have your chance and can finally release some pent up tension." Cynder's face lit up, her cheeks becoming even redder as her mind was already creating various scenarios on what she could do with Spyro.

"Thanks, Ignitus.""Don't mention it." Ignitus waved his paw as if brushing the conversation off. "Now how about we eat? All this talk about your love life has gotten me starving." Cynder laughed, her mind already forgetting her problems and just focused on her hunger.

"Okay, sounds good. I'm starving too."With their minds off their problems and only focused on the food, Cynder and Ignitus waited for their meals to arrive. When their food arrived, they ate happily without any worries crossing their mind.

When it was all said and done, the dragoness was in a much better mood having talked with Ignitus. The black dragoness wonders for a moment on how Spyro was feeling throughout all of this but Ignitus assured her that the former should feel normal.

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While the student and mentor were busy eating lunch, the purple dragon in question was assisting Cyril and Terrador with a task regarding new mosaic statues needed to be sculpted at the center of the temple halls.

Thanks to Spyro's adept techniques of handling the earth element, he and the earth guardian, Terrador, managed to successfully create the statues. With Terrador acting as the instructor to the dragon, the two dragons managed to finish a few before lunchtime.

Sore from the amount of use the earth element had exerted on Spyro's body, the dragon could only groan feeling the pain at his shoulders and down to his spine. Even with practice, he could feel his energy draining like if someone has just waged a war to the neighboring kingdom.

"Tired already?" Terrador called from behind, placing the final stature that depicted a dragon ready to charge into battle on top of a pedestal. However, when he received no response from the purple dragon, the earth guardian gave him a concerned look and decided to check upon him.

"You alright Spyro? It looks like something has been bothering you young dragon." Terrador placed a reassuring claw on Spyro's shoulders as the purple dragon gave another groan. "How you holding up, lad?" Spyro could only give out an exhale trying to replenish himself with the use of the earth element.

"Doing my best Terrador but creating these statues aren't exactly as easy as you said it will be." Terrador merely chuckled after hearing his student's answer. He would've been worried if the purple dragon sounded weaker in his reply so this might not be that severe than expected.

"That's not what I meant Spyro, and you know it." Terrador gave his former student a reassuring smile, hoping that the dragon would open up to him. While he may be the legendary purple dragon, deep inside, Spyro was like any other drake of his age, filled with innocence and desires. It was obvious that something might be on his mind so the earth dragon pressed a little further to make Spyro open up to him.

"You know, all this work has made me hungry." The earth dragon stated, and indeed, his stomach growled much to the purple dragon's amusement. Terrador gave Spyro a cheeky smirk and hoped his act was getting through his student. "Perhaps you might like to come with me and have some lunch?" It seems to be successful seeing Spyro nodded his head in approval.

Spyro sighs, looking around for a moment seeing the hard work had payed off. "Alright Terrador. I'm more starved myself anyway." The purple dragon gave him a huge smile as he shrugged it off as it wasn't a bother. "Alright. How about we grab lunch from the mead hall and eat in the gardens? I'm sure the new flowers being put there yesterday will help our appetites." He could see his former student giving him a big nod of approval making the earth dragon's heart eased after the purple dragon accepted the invitation to have lunch.

Spyro followed right after his former mentor as they both took the path out from the room and head straight towards the mead hall where lunch will be served to hungry dragons and other creatures. The hall itself was considered one of the dragon's wonder due to its beautiful interior designs and high statues that seems to stretch beyond the imagination on how they are able to be erected.

The purple dragon might've gotten accustomed to the place having stayed and trained most of his adolescence but the decor was too beautiful that Spyro would still admire the hard work done from its artisans.

Mosaics of dragons taking a protective stance covering their hatchlings in the corner of the hall looked like the shadows coming off the walls were protecting those who passes on by giving them a sense of peace and security. Columns stretch to the high ceilings displaying dragon flying downwards to the pillars with what looks to be their element's manifestation spreading along as if it was protecting the temple.

Spyro smiled to the statue remembering on how the guardians took him around showing off the legendary achievements shown on the decor when he arrived with Ignitus.

Seeing Terrador entering through the hall, Spyro immediately followed suit only to hear sounds of gossip from the dragons of the tables. Most of it were dragons around Spyro's age that he never had a chance to talk to due to them being over-respectful about him being the legendary purple dragon. With a sigh, the purple dragon continued following until the two dragons saw Sparx and Cyril having a heated arguement about something in the table they were eating on.

"...And I'm telling you! Round flanks are the best when it comes to fondling!" Cyril declared to Sparx causing the small dragonfly to shook his head in disagreement. "Oh whatever! How would you know dragons like me want? You're not even a dragon yourself!"

The dragonfly just rolled his eyes as he pointed at the ice dragon. "You specifically."

"Excuse me?" Cyril asked the dragonfly but the guardian was clearly upset having his entire being be insulted.

"Why you..."

"And what are you two babbling on about?" Terrador interrupted the discussion between the two as both dragonfly and ice dragon looked at the duo walking towards them. Sparx perked up upon the sight of his younger brother as the dragonfly fly up to him.

"Oh hey Terry! Spyro my man! Wassup? I was just asking Cyril what a dragoness' body part is best for fondling." The dragonfly casually said, earning a look of surprise from the two that just came in as Cyril looked away, feeling embarrassed.

"Well, I was simply stating that any female body part is perfect for fondling. Especially when you have a lover who has the ability to use her tongue and lips to make you feel good," The ice dragon defended. "Unlike some dragonflies who think they know best."

"You wanna bet?" Sparx crossed his arms.

"You two are ridiculous," Terrador interrupted the dragon and dragonfly once more, shaking his head in disappointment. He walked to the buffet table where all the delicious food were placed and grabbed a plate, putting some greens and roasted chicken legs on his plate. He turned around, giving Spyro a nod, signaling the dragon to follow him.

Spyro gave a glance to his brother and the guardian before walking up to the buffet table and grabbed a plate of his own, piling on the meat, fruits and other foods that he had fancied. Balancing the tray on his back, the dragon weaved his way towards the two who were still bickering as he gracefully put down the tray full of food that he had got.

"Are you two still arguing?" He asked. "It's not worth it you know," he then sat down, with Terrador sitting next to him. "What do you think Terrador?"

"Hmmm..." Terrador gave a moment to ponder for an answer. "Rather than defending your nonsense, why don't you help poor Spyro here with his predicament?"

The sudden request from his colleague made the bickering duo look at the purple dragon with curiosity as the ice dragon raised his eye ridge, clearly intrigued about his former student's predicament. "Oh? And what would that be?"

"Well..." He looked away shyly. Terrador noticed this and sighed. "Go on."

"... it's about Cynder," The purple dragon mumbled. That phrase caused a spark of amusement in Cyril, who finally conceded from his argument and began acting more curious. "Do tell."

"Ever since two weeks ago... I always feel so weird whenever she's close by." He explained, "I just get flustered around her. And lately I just feel so restless about all of this that I try my hardest to keep a distance." Terrador and Cyril listened intensely at his story as Sparx looked at the two dragons, nodding as a hint on having agreed with his brother's statements.

"Spyro has it baaaad~," The dragonfly said with a smirk before Spyro immediately shushed his comment making Cyril rolled his eyes in response and smiled. Seeing his former student in such a state made the ice dragon's ego swell, thinking that the reason he came for his help was due to Cyril being popular with the ladies and know how to deal with them.

"Well you've come to the right dragon my dear dragon! I'll have you know that I was once a hit with the ladies~"

"Uh huh, I bet that's the reason why you are still single then?" Sparx commented, almost making Terrador choke while Spyro tried his best to hold down his laughter.

The ice dragon however had never felt insulted throughout the course of the whole discussion as he merely folded his paws to his chest. "I'm single by my choice, insect. And I am proud of that." He replied back. Sparx was about to respond before Terrador decided that their discussion has to stop right where it is.

"Ahem. As much as I want to retort about Cyril's choice being single," He earned himself a glare from the icy dragon due to that statement, but he continued anyway. "But I do believe we were discussing about our purple adversary here? And Sparx, please refrain from making unnecessary comments please."

"Right... Spyro, please continue." He nodded his head.

"Okay..."

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The purple dragon explained each and every detail thoroughly. How he felt flustered in Cynder's presence, how restless he was whenever she wasn't around. Heck, he even felt very aroused whenever she tried to nuzzle him once in bed to the point he had a hard time controlling his hard-on. He was at a loss of what to do about all of this. Sure, it might not seem that bad to them at first. It was just love after all. But this has been bugging Spyro for too long now and he wanted answers.

"A dragoness' scent glands tend to grow for every female as a dragon get near their heat," Terrador started out as he looked towards Cyril who nodded knowing fully well about their biology. The earth dragon then looked back upon his purple friend who seemed to know what he was implying.

"Male dragons, when it comes time of season, their instincts would overwrite their common sense as the scent becomes overbearingly strong to their nostrils." The ice dragon followed up, his eyebrows lifted up and his blue eyes boring down into Spyro who looked a bit confused at first.

The earth dragon sighed, taking a deep breath as he stared straight into the purple dragon's eyes. "It means that male dragons are slaves to their sexual instincts Spyro," He began slowly explaining, "As Cyril and I had experienced it beforehand and emphasized, the female's scent would slowly break down your mental barriers as you get swallowed upon the throes of sexual lust."

"Oh..." Was his only response as he took a moment to process the newfound information that he had just been injected with. Eating the final morsel in his plate, the purple dragon then closed his eyes and spoke in a shaky, yet almost calm voice. "So... What can I do to stop this?"

"You can't." Cyril said simply as Spyro's expression immediately dropped. "It's in our nature to feel like this Spyro. And besides," He gave him a grin as he suckled upon the long, juicy meat in his paws. "I bet you'd love what your lover might do~"

"He's not wrong Spyro," Terrador supported, giving Cyril a grateful smile, albeit somewhat reluctant. "All dragon would go through with their sexual instinct and there's no helping that. This is part of what dragons do when we reached a certain point."

"Ugh, I... I still don't want to hurt Cynder..."

"Hurt her?" The earth dragon's brows immediately rose as his green eyes widened at the sudden statement, "What makes you think you would even be able to hurt her?"

The purple dragon made a face that screamed 'are you serious?' at Terrador as he let out a long sigh before finally deciding to talk again. "She is in heat Terrador. And we dragons tend to be really rough on mating during the season." He lowered his head onto the table and rest it against his crossed paws. "And Cynder being near me only intensifies the situation which leads me here."

Terrador merely rolled his eyes hearing the situation in its entirety.

"Well, I bet she'll like it rough." The ice dragon replied simply as he leaned back, clearly amused at Spyro's current predicament. "I'm gonna be frank with you Spyro. There is nothing you can do but let your instincts take over. Honestly? There is really nothing you can do about it but accept the fact that dragons become very hormonal during mating season."

"In fact, you should best take her to a secluded area or something. A dragon's first heat mating tend to be so loud that their moans can be heard echoing throughout Warfang, depending on how well the coupling goes." Terrador mentally shuddered at the statement as he remembered the first time he mated a random dragoness in heat. The females loud moans and squeals almost reached a couple dozen decibels high when he managed to breach her folds as the female would claw on his scales, scraping a few away as it made his sexual instincts grew even stronger.

"But..."

"Oh for crying out loud." Sparx butted in, clearly annoyed by his brother's hesitation. "What's so hard about this? It's just SEX!" The last part earned himself a glare from the dragons that surrounded them making him recoil back and continue eating.

"Look, Spyro," The earth dragon stood up as his huge body cast a shadow that covered Spyro's entire face. "Cynder needs you during this heat ordeal. Trust us, male dragons need to satisfy female dragons during their seasons just as much as the female do to their partners. She wants this and I can promise you that she wants to mate with you. There's nothing wrong with you two finally becoming official mates as the both of you already had done so during the celebration."

"Agreed." The ice guardian added, agreeing wholeheartedly at Terrador's statement.

The purple dragon stared forlornly upon the plates in front of him. What they said was true, there's no denying that he wanted it. More so his dragoness since she'll most likely get uncomfortable having to contain her urges away. But at the same time, he still can't help but worry about how she would feel once the deed was done. He cared for her safety and his mind seemed to not fully process that it was okay for them to mate during season as Cyril and Terrador had informed him beforehand.

"Okay." Spyro finally relented in defeat as he bowed his head down. He was getting nowhere trying to have Cyril and Terrador continuously bombarding his head with truths and logical arguments and he did agreed with them after all. They did told him that everything will be okay, that she might love him for that after a mating season finally came so why would he need to deny something she will want in the end?

"I guess it won't be that bad..." The purple dragon tried to hide his excited smirk, but it was noticed by the two dragons who gave him a cheeky grin. Terrador chuckled as he slapped a supportive paw behind the purple dragon who groaned as the force almost made him choke upon the food he was about to swallow.

"There's the young, hormonal, male dragon I've trained." The earth guardian's smug face seemed to have disappeared in mere seconds once again replaced by the stern and calm expression which Terrador always wear. "But first, we'll need to educate you regarding how male dragons must approach the situation so your urges don't go overboard."

The purple dragon groaned, knowing that it'll be a long lecture for him as he mentally cursed why dragons needed to be overly complicated.

"Can't we just, you know... just skip to the fun part?"

"Nonsense Spyro." The ice dragon cut off before Terrador could retort with a retort of his own. "Knowledge is power after all."

Spyro was about to groan some more in response but decided against it instead as he turned his gaze away, deciding to eat some more of his meal while listening to the lecture of his former mentors.

---

Once their lecture and lunch was done, the purple dragon bid farewell to his former mentors as he was preparing for the flight home. He asked Sparx if he wanted to come with him, as some kind of wingman, but the dragonfly didn't want to hear his brother moaning while mating with the former evil dragoness.

And with that, the dragon went home early for the day since he had a lot to think about. It was still surprisingly an hour after lunch and every creature in the city was still going about their daily lives, still working while some enjoyed the sun bathing out in the park.

Taking a small route up into the skies, Spyro soared through the clouds while thinking deeply of his predicament. The talk that he had with both Cyril and Terrador cleared some parts of his mind but he still had some doubts with his ability to please her.

"Dangit... I should have asked about that." The purple dragon couldn't believe that he forgot to ask one of the most important parts that was left out; the best position for mating. "How am I supposed to please Cynder if I don't know how to do that?!"

Sighing, the dragon continued his journey back to their home and landed on the ground with a soft thud. The sun was already beginning to set as the purple dragon walked up the porch and opened the door, letting himself in.

"I'm home!"

The sound of his arrival was met with silence.

The dragon wondered where the black dragoness had gone, she normally would have been in the living room by this hour of the day. He sniffed the air, detecting a slight whiff of her scent. It was faint, but it was there.

"Looks like she left a while ago..." Spyro whispered softly. His eyes then noticed the stairs leading up to the second floor where their rooms were. Taking a deep breath, the purple dragon made up his mind as he planned to surprise his mate with something special.

He knew what she wanted, and he was willing to give her the pleasure that she desired.

With a plan set, the purple dragon immediately flew up the stairs, heading straight to his and Cynder's bedroom. Their bedroom consists of a small bathroom and a large closet for each dragon's personal clothing and accessories. Both dragons shared the bed which was big enough to accommodate the two, and also have space for more intimate activities.

Above them was a skylight which shows the night sky, the stars shining brightly upon the dragon couple. While the purple dragon had second thoughts of installing a skylight in their private room, his mate told him that it will be fine since it made the view nice.

Opening the door, Spyro was greeted by the sight of his neatly organized bookshelf, his desk and a bed where he would normally sleep in. He walked towards his dresser and pulled open the drawers.

Pawing through his belongings, Spyro managed to find what he was looking for.

"Can't believe the lube that I accidentally bought will come in handy for this..." The purple dragon thought as he looked a the transparent container with hesitation. While most dragons would envy having a large dragonhood, the dragon himself didn't care for it as he preferred not to harm his partner and rather be gentle with her.

He remembered the time where he accidentally showed Cynder his pride when showering once. The look on her face when he saw his meaty, girthy cock was a look he'll never forget. The black dragoness was clearly amazed with his size, staring intently at his member and had almost drooled as she imagined what it could do to her.

That memory alone made his manhood twitch as it hardened. Spyro blushed, feeling his cheeks heat up.

"Oh dear..."

The dragon shook his head, trying to clear the mental image away.

He couldn't get distracted now, not when preparations were in order. Walking straight into the bathroom, the purple dragon looked at his reflection and sighed. His purple scales gleamed under the light that shined upon him, reflecting a beautiful luster that would make any dragoness envious. But Spyro's mind was occupied by his inner turmoil as he tried to imagine the outcome if his plans failed.

"I just hope I can pull it off," The purple dragon whispered, "I just hope.”

With that last thought, the dragon took a long, hot shower. Washing away the stress built up throughout the whole day in order to relax him and the cleansing that his plan required him to go.

After the purple dragon had his shower, Spyro came back to his room and immediately prepared the bed. Replacing the sheets with some red velvety sheets, some rose petals scattered about, and some scented candles lit around them. He wanted to make their mating special, and not the ordinary one that dragons usually do.

Finishing the preparations, Spyro took one last glance to see if everything was in place before exiting their bedroom. A thought came into his mind about him being over prepared, but he does not want to compromise when it comes to their love making.

Taking a deep breath, the purple dragon carefully hid the lube under the pillows, hoping that it will come in handy somehow for later before walking downstairs, entering the kitchen.

"Hmm... Cyril did say that having a romantic dinner will make the mood even better..." Spyro pondered before deciding to cook something for once.

With the instructions he had learned on how to cook, Spyro immediately tried his best to create something nice for dinner tonight. The ice dragon mentioned that having oysters before sex was best. His reasoning was that Volteer recently discovered that oysters contain an certain amount aphrodisiac.

'Oysters are a type of shellfish that contained a considerable amount of aphrodisiac,' Said Cyril as he tried to mimic Volteer's way of speaking. 'It's a food that boosts libido. Oysters contain compounds that may improve sexual performance or desire.'

'If you both eat a dish that contains many oysters, it will make your love making session go more intense.' He remembered his former mentor said before chuckling after.

Shaking his head to focus, the purple dragon was fortunate that he had bought a bucket full of oysters yesterday due to Cynder wanting some for dinner. He was glad that they didn't have oysters for dinner yesterday due to them having been invited in a formal dinner with the guardians.

With the oysters ready and the recipe memorized, the purple dragon began cooking with concentration. He was determined to have the dinner go right.

---

The sun began to set as the night sky rose above Warfang. The purple dragon kept a close watch on time as dinner was complete, deciding to surprise Cynder when she arrived home.

Spyro arranged the dining area once the plates of food and drinks have been set. Making it look beautiful, the purple dragon moved some plants from the living room and decorated the dining room with roses scattered about giving it some fresh, romantic, yet cool atmosphere to it.

The dragon had gotten some candle lit and set around the dining room so it will add some romanticism for tonight. It may not be something fancy as some of the restaurants in Warfang, but it’s the thought that counts after all.

The flapping of wings from the front door alerted the purple dragon that his mate had arrived. Spyro panicked for a moment, finishing up everything and hurried back to the kitchen as his heart skipped a bit.

The door opened revealing a tired dragoness whose body emitted a natural heat that seemed to make Spyro aroused to the point where he almost drooled. The warmth that rose from his body intensified but Spyro forced to keep a level-headed mind. He managed, but the longer he was in Cynder's presence the harder it will get.

'Here goes nothing...'

---

The first thing that Cynder noticed when she opened the door was the wonderful aroma that came from the dining area. With how long her day had been, the dragoness could only hope it meant dinner was ready. Her stomach seemed to rumble which confirmed her hope of the delicious dinner she will eat in the upcoming moment.

What made it even better was how the atmosphere when she came inside was that of something romantic. Candles were lined up from the door that trailed towards the dining area giving her the view of the beautifully decorated set up.

"Spyro...? What have you done to the place~?" The dragoness walked a little further as the sounds of someone grunting coming from the kitchen making her smirked a bit. "It looks beautiful darling."

Cynder gave no notice on how the sound emitted was a clear sign of surprise and immediately flustered upon realizing that the dragoness just had gotten home.

"Hey Cynder~" The purple dragon greeted as he walked close behind the dragoness and whispered to her ear, "I've cooked us some dinner. Would my beautiful mate like some food?"

Cynder raised an eye ridge as the familiar smell of deliciousness surrounded her. "Oysters and salad with wine?" The dragoness let out a chuckle as the sight of roses seemed to brighten her mood up. "Oh Spyro, whatever got into you? You planned all of this?"

The smile Spyro has was nothing short of ecstatic. "Anything for you, my black dragoness~" The purple dragon gestured at the table with a paw, and his mate slowly took her seat as a familiar warmth rushed on her cheek.

She eyed him carefully for a moment, letting his scales got onto her nostrils as a weird arousing sensation bloomed deep inside her making her grow a slight blush. It wasn't to a great length but the sudden action Spyro had initiated made the heat inside her ignite once more as she could feel her lower region being affected by the sudden lust she got, but she fought through the urge to show Spyro some affection as the food did piqued her interests more than his cock.

The purple dragon grabbed the glasses and wine as he poured each glass a moderate amount and went to the table. Seeing his mate hungry and adorable had made him smiled upon his achievement, looking upon her face that showed that she loved what he's been doing for her.

"For you love."

"For us." Cynder smiled playful back as Spyro joined in and held his mate's paws giving it a light squeeze before closing his eyes and smiled at her as he leaned his forehead to touch hers, feeling content that they're doing this.

Cynder closed her eyes as well as they both feel content on having this sweet moment before they enjoy the food and have an intimate night. At least, as long as she's able to control her urges to pounce upon Spyro and mate with him here and now.

Pulling apart, they opened their eyes and chuckled at each other before going preparing to eat.

"So... Why oysters?" The dragoness questioned.

Spyro replied with a chuckle, "You remember last week? When we ate at that fancy restaurant in Warfang?" He asked his mate, who nodded in reply. "Well, they were serving oysters that day and you were drooling so much over it. I decided to cook us some since you said you love them."

Cynder looked upon her mate and was touched by his action. He might've had the intention of wooing her, and he had succeeded.

"I'm flattered, my purple dragon."

The purple dragon smiled at the response as the two of them dug in, eating the oysters in silence, savoring its rich, sweet flavor. It was delicious and both dragons devoured it in a blink of an eye. They drank their wine and continued to talk about their day.

"This is the best!" The black dragoness exclaimed, "How did you even learn to cook like this?!"

The purple dragon gave her a smirk, "I had help from Cyril."

"Really now?" She teased him.

"Oh hush," Spyro rolled his eyes, "I'm still learning, after all. But I'm glad that you enjoy it..." He replied with a wink.

She returned the gesture with a smile. No matter what her mate cooked, it will always taste delicious, knowing that Spyro cooked it with all of his heart just to satisfy her.

They continued to eat in silence, occasionally giving each other loving gazes while rubbing each other's tail. As Cynder continue to ingest the oysters that were in her pallet, a strange feeling began to bubble up in her lower body as a warm sensation formed.

The dragoness started to feel the burning feeling of the oyster’s effect her as her need grew more and more for him. Spyro on the other hand felt the heat that emitted from Cynder that made his scales tingle. He didn't comment, but inside his heart it made him aroused beyond measure as his dragonhood began to poke against his scales.

"I... Uh..." Her sudden stammer was noticed by Spyro as he noticed the flushed expression she was wore.

That wasn't what he only noticed though; the intensity of her heat had also made Spyro's nostrils flared at the intense scent that emitted. It was maddening how good the smell she released had made his dragonhood harder. The oyster definitely did work on them as his instincts were slowly becoming hard to control now.

"Is something wrong Cynder?" The purple dragon feigned his innocence knowing fully what had affected her due to having been told beforehand.

The dragoness took in a gulp, her breathing becoming hitched and felt dazed from the feeling in her lower half, "No no... I just..." Cynder returned a flushed expression as Spyro only responded with his heart beating like a loud hammer in his chest making their position hard for him to breath.

"I'm just... so... horny~" The dragoness purred at the end as she immediately stood up and went to Spyro's side, surprising the purple dragon who dropped his food to the table.

"Breed me. NOW!" Cynder begged as she pushed Spyro off of his seat as she got on her four and swaying her tail invitingly, smirking at the purple dragon before purring softly once more, "Make me your dragoness!"

With all of his willpower, Spyro somehow managed to hold her off as he immediately closed his eyes trying to steady his breathing while gripping upon Cynder's tail in wanton need.

"C-Cynder... Not yet... Just... W-Wait for a sec okay?" The purple dragon replied softly, wanting their first mating a night to remember.

Cynder mewl at the action Spyro displayed. The dragoness could feel herself burn as her heat grew stronger, even more so that it made him grunt by the overbearing scent she emitted. He didn't want to mate yet, but his instincts were screaming at him, clawing on his mind in an animalistic need of release yet he restrained the urges.

The dragoness whined, but complied nonetheless, getting off the purple dragon as he cautiously stood up trying his hardest to control the urge to fuck Cynder right then and there.

Feeling guilty for her, Spyro gave her a nuzzle which the dragoness return wholeheartedly at his affection that she greatly accepted. Cynder mewled at his sweet act but her lust and her heat didn't stopped even for a bit, her arousal growing to a point that she can't control her own actions or reactions for much longer as her desires was making her body felt like it was set ablaze.

"Hey, why don't you wait upstairs while I clean up here??" He gave her a kiss which she gratefully returned before pushing himself away as the dragoness left for the stairs immediately. Cynder gave herself some mental calming as she ascended to their bedroom.

---

Once he was certain that the horny dragoness had gone up, Spyro let out a long tired sigh as he slumped against the wall. As he collected his thoughts Spyro could feel his dragonhood pushing against his scales, seeking the attention that he tried so hard to ignore.

'Dammit,' The purple dragon cursed inwardly at his actions that could've driven Cynder over the edge had she been more forward with her sexual desires upon him earlier.

Regaining his composure, Spyro decided to clean up the dining area fast in order for his mate to not feel anymore discomfort for her heat and hopefully make her more aroused, even more so than now as her scent still affected him despite the room being further from where Cynder had gone upstairs. Spyro might as well clean the area fast because at this rate Cynder might as well jump his cock any moment now without a single thought.

Once the area was spotless and only the scent of dragoness and oysters linger upon the atmosphere that can easily be identified, Spyro let out another deep sigh in his thought and immediately made his way upstairs.

His heart had skipped a beat in his anticipation. He never felt this nervous nor excited about sex. The prospect of burying his shaft deep into her folds made him giddy than any child getting their first Christmas present. Spyro wished that their love making would go the way he wanted.

Walking slowly, he began to smell the arousal his dragoness was producing making it harder and harder for him to remain calm and collected as his eyes immediately opened wide upon entering the room.

"Hngg..." The scent his nostrils detected were stronger in here than at the dining room making him feel almost drunk by Cynder's strong natural smell, his scales burned upon feeling her heat affected his body even more making the purple dragon unable to hold back.

His member that managed to hide from his slit immediately bulged out revealing its true length as the proud member swung slightly as his slick cum dripped from the purple dragon's slit.

"Took you long enough~" The black dragoness said seductively, laying on the bed that was surrounded with roses and candles as she spread her legs wide revealing her moist opening that twitched. Spyro could see the pool of juices forming right outside her slit, giving him an idea how aroused Cynder was as her inner walls tighten the moment he entered their shared room, spreading her entrance further that made his dragonhood even more interested.

The purple dragon could only nod dumbly and smirked in delight upon Cynder's wanton behavior. With his preparation complete beforehand the purple dragon marveled at the sight of his mate who was the perfect example of a beautiful dragoness as the candles around her made her even more majestic.

"You really have no idea how perfect you look right now." Spyro declared with his mind almost close to breaking, his eyes having a crazed look on them as he slowly approached the dragoness with a predatory stance.

Cynder gave her mate a seductive purr, making it easy for him to lose control as his dragonhood throbbed in pleasure, emitting a strong scent of his own that made the dragoness grunted to a point where even more of her juices escaped from her folds.

"Why don't you dragon up and find out~?" The black dragoness licked her lips upon eyeing the fat red dick that dangled between her mate's thighs before salaciously licking her muzzle. "Bring it to me, you stud~"

With a feral growl, the purple dragon pounced on the dragoness making her yipped in shock upon feeling his heavier body crashed upon hers. Spyro grinned at his mate's reaction as he immediately slathered her with his instinct-driven affection.

Her body was turned over, and Cynder found herself on her back, wings splayed out beneath as the purple dragon loomed over her with a hungry look in his eyes. His smile had widened once he set his legs on either side of hers, a bestial lust having overtaken him. Ancestors above, she heard his heartbeat from that position alone as his cock throbbed with need and his breath heavy.

Cynder only gasped out as Spyro gave her neck a few licks as it made her heat grew unbearable. His paws seemed to run up and down her scales as the purple dragon relished upon the warmth they brought on him while rubbing against the dragoness' scales.

Her heartrate began to intensify under his domineering gaze, his hips shifted downward as he lowered his shaft ever so close to her snatch. She realized that this was it, he was about to ravage her senseless, and claim her cunt for his own.

She was unable to control her breathing when his spire shifted below. His hips reared back, rubbing the tip of his engorged cockhead against her pussy lips, teasing her for just a moment as Spyro purred and grunted.

"Hnggg..." The dragoness whined, wiggling her hips a few times in desperation, wanting her mate to enter her and ravage her cunt. To breed her, to use her body as a source of his pleasure alone...!

A scream was torn from her throat when his manhood jammed itself into her snatch. Her inner walls spread immediately as her body shook underneath the sheer strength. She felt so small now, so full. Her claws extended and reached for the pillows, digging into the satin fabric upon feeling him all the way inside of her.

Inch by inch, he forced the massive rod deep inside her, pulling out only to cram more of his tool deep inside. The spines that adorned his pink shaft, coupled with the giant, bulbous bulge on the base of his cock and his slit scraping against hers, gave her so much bliss.

It was so big of a stretch that it strained her walls without any prior lubrication, but the slick pre-cum that gushed from within her like a fountain fixed that problem very quickly.

Each movement of his hips drove her insane with lust, and Spyro gave his dragoness a sultry grin the moment he saw just how enamored she became by his fucking. A soft mewl left the lips of her mouth, but he cut it short with a slobbering kiss. It was clumsy and animalistic, but that didn't make it feel any less romantic.

His tongue lathered against the scales on her cheeks in an instant. Loud, sporadic whines filled the room, each and every one of them sounding much more ragged than the last. His hips squelched with each movement, leaving his cock slick in her juices, yet the sheer force of it almost left her gasping for air.

"Hmmm~ Yesssss~" His enraptured grunts followed each piston into her, and Cynder couldn't help but coo for him, bucking up and into him without an inkling of hesitation within his movements, letting him plunge ever-deeper with a gusto, not caring if her walls ached in the process. Her inner walls clenched upon his tool, not wanting to let him escape, or even have it pulled out for a second before being penetrated again and again, over and over again.

Soon enough, he hilted inside her. His massive rod, save for the fat knot that threatened to tore her open was entirely inside her.

The purple dragon licked her neck and in the moment of clarity, tenderly letting herself get used to his massive length, all the while casually grinding his hips against her cum-covered walls. He savored the heat and pressure as Cynder merely cooed and let out haggard whines when he moved about. The black dragoness closed her eyes upon feeling Spyro nuzzles affectionately before grinding her hips into her again in the meantime, massaging her inner muscles with a bit more care than before.

He adjusted the position, grinding in different angles, actively hunting for the sweet spot as he kept on looking intently over her face. Little whines left her here and there, but it was not what he was aiming for. Her paws curled up on his shoulders while the dragoness mewled in desperation. She ached so wonderfully.

Her body had adjusted to his meaty cock, stretching her inner walls, massaging them in such a blissful manner, but not hitting the right spot. Only when a particular jab inside her, one that had made her howled in pleasure does he seem satisfied.

"Spyro..." She called out meekly, earning a feral, heartfelt smirk in return as his movements suddenly halted. Cynder opened her eyes out of worry, wondering what made his actions so suddenly and watched as his redish-pink tongue slithered outwards, licking his lips hungrily.

"Grrr..." The purple dragon stared at her hungrily as the dragoness felt shivers running up and down on her spine, her heart pumping at the predator-like action her mate had given her.

A roar of sheer euphoria left her throat as the purple dragon began pounding into her with a ferocity that can match no other. Since he located her g-spot, he was hell bent on abusing it for as long as he can.

"Ahh! Ahh! AHHHHH!!!" The dragoness had feared that her voice would go hoarse from the cries she emitted, her cervix aching more and more when his massive dick-tip pummeling itself against the little hole.

Much to her delight though, his claim over her body was beginning to reach its final stage. Her cunt pulsated with need, stimulated with every thrust the purple dragon had given her.

She could feel her mind melt when his engorging cock throbbed madly inside her, eager to finally unload within her body. He clamped his muzzle down into her neck, his teeth tugged at it while applying the needed pressure. Her tail started to wag enthusiastically, eagerly and nervously excited for the upcoming moment that had been neglected for far too long.

His movements turned erratic, uncalculated and desperate as the dragon heaved while she howled in lust. A storm of emotions came, one that she recognized as his, surged throughout her body. The very thing he felt for the black dragoness was made clear like day and night, his thoughts were laid bare as a wanton desire to remain devoted to her. The feeling alone brought pleasure in her eyes as a beautiful wave washed all over her.

Her body instincts flared up. A flash of white teeth later and all of a sudden, their entire world went black, accompanied by an unbearable ringing that tore through her mind, it was raw euphoria in its finest form. The pain that bit her neck, though harsh, was not unwelcome but deep enough to leave a permanent scar.

Cynder mewled all throughout while her paws wrapped around Spyro in submission. Everything was fuzzy, and she recognized that the mating bite that her mate gave her has done something strange to her psyche.

Evidenced by his heavy breathing, the dragon was indeed about to deposit his seed, and if that wasn't enough of an indication, his bulbous knot that demanded entry past her folds certainly was.

But Cynder honestly didn't care. Not when all she can only felt her mate's cock throbbing in need. The pressure mounts and mounts, straining the tight ring of flesh until with a loud pop his cock slipped inside of her, knot included.

Cynder shriek as she felt her cunt stretched more so than before, every throb and convulse on Spyro's fat meat rod made her toiled even more in bliss.

"Grrrr! Graaah! Raggh!" And yet, he was still not done. Even though she had him inside her fully, the dragon was still humping with the same fervid pace.

He fucked away the remaining resistance that nestled within her, slowly but surely making her gravid with his eggs. Their love filled mating has come at long last, and Cynder was loving each minute of it as her mind melted like butter under her dragon lover's mating frenzy. The dragoness could feel the way her mind drifted out into the abyss, how Spyro took away the pain she held to him to the best of his abilities with loving, passionate thrust that the black dragoness herself didn't seem to realize about it, and eventually into pure, blissful euphoria.

Her perception of time seemed to stop for a couple of minutes as the dragoness let out a silent scream in the night, mouth agape and eyes rolling back when Spyro almost filled her vagina with cum to the brim. The white gooey semen drenched her walls in copious amounts to the point where some of it escaped his knot and staining the sheets underneath them.

When she tried to move her lower body even for just a millimeter, a massive jolt of oversensitivity surged towards her brain that made her screeched to a stop. The dragoness cannot move any part of her body as tingles of electricity ran up and down her spine like lightning during a rainy day. She didn't even noticed when Spyro had adjusted himself, her muzzle dangerously close to her maw while drooling. His expression was that of a mindless beast that wanted nothing more but to satisfy his own desires.

And that he does.

His body strangely glowed a dark purple, the aura he emitted almost resembling a certain dragon that they had fought years ago. His presence was powerful, so much more intense than what he had initially emitted before they mated and in turn, shattered her mental health as a result.

The last thing she was aware of before she let the sweet allure of sleep take her was the sinister look of her mate and the splattering of cum that continued to fill her insides for what could very well be an eternity.

'Yes~ More... More cum. Fill me more you stud~' The black dragoness though silently in her unconsciousness.

—

A couple of hours had passed by and still the purple dragon was fucking Cynder like mad.

Being jolted awake by another gush of warmth inside her, the black dragoness' eyes popped open. The first thing she saw was her mate who still sported the crazed look in his eyes. Her senses were simultaneously on fire and quenched by the insane heat and fullness in her nether regions, her inner mind swoon upon Spyro still breeding her.

With a considerable amount of effort, she managed to croak out an exhausted growl. Once the purple dragon noticed her awake, his gaze momentarily went to normal before reverting back to crazed lust as she meekly whined.

Shivers went down her spine when he drove his massive rod into her again as another powerful jet of the purple dragon's seed surged inside.

"S-Spyro... Ahh..." The dragoness croaked, unable to process a proper response to his truly.

'Has he been fucking me in my sleep?' Her brain was a little too fried to contemplate the situation any further, though the one thing that was made clear was that he seemed to be relentless in his efforts to impregnate her without fail.

*POP!*

"GRAAAAAAAGH!"

And the scream that accompanied the loud 'pop' of Spyro's massive knot that left her folds. The black dragoness did not even realized that it was her who screamed, not even the pain in her throat made her more aware of it. It was just too intense for her to properly feel other than the delicious stretch her lower body felt, being filled, stuffed to the brim with cum.

Spyro then leaned forward and quickly claimed her muzzle once more, reigniting the fire in her loins as the remnants of her vocals turned into a gurgle of renewed lust. Her mate, one where her body had surrendered to, began making out with her as they both savored their lewd session with him continuing his brutal breeding frenzy. His member was still so thick and solid, while her folds were so cum-filled and slick to the point she no longer cared whether or not the mating that was held between them was abnormal, especially now where they both were trapped in their own world of pleasure.

It was very far from over.

"Grrr... Cynder..." Spyro managed to utter with a gruff voice, his expression still sported the same look he had a while ago, but a little bit softer.

And then once again, his cock found itself right into her folds once more, his rutting began anew. The utter obsession that he had in his eyes, one that she surmised was the cause of his insatiable lust. She had no idea how long she'd been passed out, but she was now certain that he had been doing nothing but breeding her pussy while she slept.

She didn't even have the energy to thrust back at him. Her body was being rocked back and forth, over and over. It's completely absurd that Spyro's stamina had lasted for as long as it had. There was no doubt that Cynder would pass out again eventually long before he'd be done with her, and the thought alone almost made her terrified and excited at the same time.

The whole rutting passed by in a blur, her oversensitive body made the whole experience excruciatingly euphoric with every touch inflicted upon it, inside and out. His tongue that slathered any part of her body was alone to make her quiver, her body actively milking his massive shaft with every motion it made.

It was just all reflex at that point. Her thoughts were not her own as she let another whorish moan. Time was meaningless as she had lost count of how many times she had came from their coupling, yet each time she released, her mate had yet to cease his brutal movements and had once more added another copious load that made her stomach slightly distended by that time.

Once again, the purple dragon's knot had breached through her ring. And again, his roar shook the very room around them. Only this time, the dragoness joined the chorus. A howl mixed with an erotic mewl left her lips and her form spasmed under the dragon. It was like the two of them made their relationship known to the public with how load they were being.

She loved it. She loved everything that had transpired thus far. His rough treatment. His insane stamina. The dragon above her who wouldn't stop until his desires were fulfulled. Every fiber within her being loved the prospect of her mate claiming her pussy alone. His essence alone, no matter the copious amount within her filled cunt was already enough. She wanted it, wanted more of it inside her, forever with Spyro.

A heat within her filled womb and Cynder immediately passed out again with the dizzying sensation that followed.

Hopefully by the time she'd wake up again, Cynder would see the contents of her mate's fertile load inside her stomach and her folds dripping with his essence, the proof of the purple dragon's bond, and a bond with her being complete.

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Morning came by in a flash as the sun rose upon a new day on Warfang. While most creatures had awoken for their upcoming daily routines and other errands, a few other creatures were exempted from the notion of waking up early due to various circumstances.

In this case, the two dragon lovers, Spyro and Cynder were still resting in bed in each other's paw, exhausted yet content on the experience they had last night during the black dragoness' heat.

The two dragons were nestled messily in bed, their tailed intertwined against each other's while their bodies reek of sweat, saliva and cum making the room smell so disgustingly arousing. Both of their scales were covered upon the product of last night's intercourse, with Cynder having numerous bite marks littered upon her neck while Spyro had some claw marks that were present upon his shoulders and waistline.

And yet, the two were looking content with how things went that time. Both dragons enjoyed the warmth that was being brought upon between each other, their horns and head still touching with their mind barely awoke but slowly stirring back up after having sex all night long.

An hour was only needed for one of them to wake up. As the black dragoness continued to sleep soundly beside her lover, the purple dragon began to stir awake after being rudely interrupted by his internal clock.

'Urg... Wha? Ugh... Morning already...?' Spyro thought inwardly, barely in control of his mental faculties and most likely still hazed from their love making the night prior. His eyes were dazed around the room as his sight immediately landed upon the dragoness next to him in a messy, sexy state. The dragon gave the black dragoness a fond lick upon noticing the love bites he had put upon her which earned him a soft whine.

"Hmmm... Spyro?" The dragoness slowly opened her eyes and looked at the loving gaze her mate had given her.

"Good morning~" The purple dragon whispered lovingly and Cynder couldn't help herself when her heart jumped upon her mate's words that he had uttered before their lips had connected into each other, igniting another heat between both of them that soon become their morning routine for the day and others in the future.

Spyro had broken his kiss the moment his lower body started to awake, bringing back memories of their lewd sessions throughout the night and an aching from the fatigue he experienced, while his dragonhood's instinct told him otherwise.

"Looks like someone is up bright and early." The black dragoness said amused.

When she tried to move however, a sharp pain suddenly flared from her back, making her groan. The purple dragon had the same thing also affected him to a certain degree.

"I guess we overdid it last night huh?" Spyro grimaced from the pain but looked proud of his achievement afterward while the black dragoness beside him gave an eye roll from his ego, yet still didn't bother to hide the smile she emitted upon her lips as a result.

"I guess so. Ugh..." Cynder rubbed her belly that was full of her mate's seed. To think that Spyro had been carrying that much load in his internal balls was baffling for the black dragoness while said dragon looked apologetic.

"Sorry, but I guess we should take a bath." The purple dragon then noticed the discomfort his mate was showing. "Hey... Are you hurt?" He gave her a concerned look, thinking that maybe he was too rough upon his lover yesterday that it ended up giving her discomfort as the result of his rutting with her last night.

Cynder reassured his action by giving his paw a nuzzle, "I'm anything but hurt, love~" Her loving words immediately relieved Spyro of his doubts as they returned back to snuggling.

Only when nature calls did they finally got off bed and went to freshen themselves up to tackle upon the new day that rose above upon the horizon.

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Ignitus walked along the empty halls that governed the temple, carrying a batch of scrolls that were securely fitted in along the sling bag he was carrying as he went his way towards one of his colleague's room. After the fire guardians had finished upon discussing the monthly budget with the leader merchants that governed upon the merchant district that afternoon, Ignitus figured that he would need some rest and relaxation as a reward.

And what better way than to have some alone time with his close 'friend'?

As the heavy paw steps echoed within the vast corridor that held the various doors upon the walls that lead to the various quarters and others, the aged fire guardian finally arrived in the intended room upon finding the massive icy double doors that felt cold upon the touch.

He knocked on the icy doors in different beats that only both him and the resident knows of to know what kind of company they were expecting.

Some heavy shuffling was heard inside followed by a soft groan and a whine, both familiar yet Ignitus wasn't sure if his arrival was a good thing due to his fellow guardian might be in the middle of a moment.

After a minute had passed, the icy double doors finally opened revealing the figure behind it that the fire guardian recognized.

"Come in, Ignitus." Cyril welcomed him inside and the guardian didn't need to be told twice as he stepped inside immediately. The temperature inside was a welcomed presence to Ignitus' body when contrasted upon the empty halls and corridors on the temple. "I must say, I wasn't expecting you to come this early." He eyed the fire dragon's backside like how a predator would its pray, a smile grazed upon his snout, but then her noticed the tired expression his friend had wore and brought a concerned look upon his. "A penny for your thoughts?"

Ignitus turned around and gave Cyril a tired smile, the effects of being in a heated argument with one of Warfang's most stubborn merchant vendors took a lot from him mentally. "Nothing major to concern yourself upon Cyril.” The merchants were just a pain to handle and I'll gladly have myself some alone time here."

The ice dragon was slightly amused upon his fellow guardian's predicament with the merchants but at the same time glad that the argument Ignitus had faced with ended up in their favor.

"Is that so? I can hardly imagine what it feels like to deal someone that annoying." The ice dragon then remembered the face of his small yellow friend who was always an annoyance with his improper speech patterns. "On second thought, maybe I do." He rubbed his temples upon feeling a slight headache appeared.

Ignitus snickered, "Have you been dealing Sparx once more during your free time?"

Cyril huffed indignantly upon remembering the dragonfly's numerous visits here in his private quarters as he grabbed one of the wine bottles and a pair of glass cups from the small counter area just across the shelf where other alcoholic drinks were stored, "Dealing isn't a term that could properly describe his attitude towards me."

Ignitus noticed his annoyance but didn't show as much upon his expression, instead the aged fire dragon eyed something more interesting right upon the icy dragon's back. Something semi-transparent that dribbled towards the floor below.

"Sometimes, I cannot comprehend the reasoning of why Sparx continues to come here in my quarters despite knowing the discomfort he brought with his insistence upon wanting to 'hang around' with me." Cyril sighed but that quickly turned into a smile once he remembered the talk he had with their former purple student that came asking for advice about his predicament.

"On a related note," The ice dragon poured some wine into the fire dragon's glass as he served it upon him he poured one for his own, "It seems that our former student had some problems with his lady friend. Yesterday, he and that bulky colleague of ours came to me for advice about it."

Upon hearing Spyro being discussed upon made Ignitus snapped out of whatever that caught his gaze just prior. The fire dragon then smiled, recalling the time where Cynder came to him for advice about the same thing that happened prior to what Spyro did with Cyril and Terrador.

"Did he now?" Asked the orange dragon.

"Indeed. Poor lad had a fear regarding him harming Cynder during the process of their mating. But we kept on telling him that pain is just a normal thing to occur when dragons mate." He then furrowed his eye ridge as an important thought came to his mind. "Which reminds me, we might need to educate our two former students with the norms of society? While I do loathe the idea of teaching the obvious to Spyro and Cynder, they weren't exactly raised in an environment on what I would assume a normal dragon would experience upon young. The least we can do is to ensure the wellbeing of Spyro and Cynder since they're our responsibility." He eyed the aged guardian that gulped down his wine upon downing a sip.

"What do you think about it, Ignitus? I'm sure that this will give our students some peace of mind, lest we let them ask the talkative Volteer and that insufferable dragonfly on how the obvious norms work." He ended it with an exasperated sigh while shaking his head upon imagining said dragonfly and the yellow dragon.

"Hmm... I agree, perhaps we should have done this a long time ago when Warfang was being restored to their former glory." The fire guardian replied as it was his turn to talk once Cyril gulped down his share of wine.

"Funny how you mentioned Spyro asking for your advice." Ignitus chuckled which prompted the ice guardian to cock his head to the side, gesturing for his friend to continue as curiosity was in his mind. "Cynder, that young lass came to me for advice as well regarding how to deal with her heat yesterday."

Cyril let a hearty laugh after Ignitus told his experience. "Fate surely had an odd sense of humor then?" The icy dragon concluded as Ignitus agreed. The fire guardian remembered the talk he had with Cynder and his advice was to be lax about it.

While there were hints of letting their instincts take over their mating, the orange dragon was no less than sure that their former students had surely hit it off last night, if their loud moans and groans were any obvious indication when he passed by that evening.

"Well, I would not hold my breath if our two former students followed our advice last night and had some kind of amazing sex with each other."

As Cyril finished downing his own glass cup of wine, his cheeks slightly flushed upon hearing Ignitus' comment. The ice dragon however cleared his throat before resuming. "While I don't usually meddle with the personal life of another, especially Spyro, his mere appearance earlier today had already confirmed his mating with Cynder." The ice dragon remembered the markings the purple dragon had when they met for work. There were claw marks around his waste and shoulders, not visible unless one would look close upon him.

"Well, I wager that you'd do the same thing to the dragon when he is beneath you, make him submit and beg."

Cyril couldn't help but laugh upon the imagery his fellow guardian's words evoked, especially with when he paired it with the face the fire dragon had made. He decided to play his game, a devious smile plastered on his face as he came up with a response of his own.

"Oh? And how would you know I'll do the same thing to a dragon that is beneath me?" The ice guardian stood up and walked towards Ignitus in a slow-paced fashion, a sultry and prideful smile grazed the blue dragon's snout with eyes that glinted with mischief towards the guardian of fire, "Would he moan just as loud and desperate like a female in heat~? Or would he try to hold back his begging until his pride failed him?" Cyril teased.

Ignitus couldn’t help but feel his heart speed up upon seeing his blue colleague sway his hips with every sauntering step. Feeling his slit grow just a bit tighter as his hidden maleness grew.

The blue dragon walked close to his side and slowly circled around the fire dragon, his tail brushing against his companion’s red scales before leaning his neck just an inch away from Ignitus’ ear as he whispered intense and vulgar hypotheticals straight into the aroused guardian’s mind.

"Do you wanna...~?" Cyril nipped the fire guardian's nape suggestively as his tail brushed upon the hardened maleness Ignitus possessed under his slit.

"...Yes." Ignitus blushed before turning away, but Cyril caught him off guard by pulling him into a rough and heated kiss. Both dragon's tongues battled as saliva dripped from their maws, but they savored the passion that they gave each other when the ice dragon pushed the fire drake into the cold hard floor.

Breaking up their kiss thereafter, both dragons panted as they looked into each other's eyes with lust.

The atmosphere around the room was already heating up at this point with how Ignitus emitted an aura that resembled flames. Both dragons already lost in the heat of their libido as their meaty rods had sprang out from them making out, fully erected and ready for action as they admired each other's form while thinking up what kind of things they should do to pleasure the dragon in front of them.

"I think... we should lock the door first." Ignitus panted between breathes.

"Agreed. Wouldn't want those pestering visitors we received frequently to disturb us when we're having our 'fun' right?" Cyril released his fellow guardian upon hearing the obvious need in his voice, as he sauntered towards the massive icy doors that held his room and sealed it shut.

However, due to his eagerness, the lock that he was supposed to secure was loosely fitted upon the slot, but it went unnoticed between both dragons as their focus was already solely upon pleasuring each other.

"There. Now where were we...~?" The ice dragon stalked towards Ignitus, his arousal getting hotter than before and made the orange dragon beneath him blushed as they resumed their lip-lock, adding more sexual tension upon their already passionate relationship while their mind ran wild in ecstasy.

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To be continued~