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Elora was a faun with a plan. In fact she had a few plans but the one she was operating on right now was of highest importance. About a week back she had been speaking to Spyro after he had taken down the Sorceress. Something he had said (not to her mind) had struck her as off and so as she had given thought on how to correct the dragon he had run off to get the rest of the dragon eggs that had been stolen. When she found him Spyro was enjoying the spoils of a second victory over the Sorceress, namely flying high and free around the snowy mountains.

Elora smiled and stood out in the open in the empty world knowing Spyro would spot her sooner or later. She stood out quite nicely in the snow, her two tone tan fur contrasted with her green dress. Well one of her green dresses, today's dress was special thanks to a few subtle differences from her usual garb. The skirt was a few inches shorter, not enough to be noticeable at first glance but high enough it put her at risk of exposure if she bent over or stood in certain ways. The neckline was lower and though she was fairly modest in the chest area it served to give a better view of said breasts. The dress featured a draw thread style lacing that allowed her to tighten or loosen the garment, as such it was hugging tightly to her body accentuating the elegant bell shape of her body. At her side was a basket containing a meal for two, a blanket and a little something we’ll leave for later.

It hadn’t been more than a minute before the heroic dragon spotted her wheeling about in the air to drop in for a landing.

“Hey Elora! What’s up?” Spyro asked with a smile. “Everything all right?”

Elora grinned back at him Spyro really was, despite his pretententions of being a tough no-nonsense warrior, just a goofy kid. His earnest desire to do good was probably one of his most attractive qualities. “Nothing much I just figured you weren’t liable to get a big reward for defeating evil a fourth time so I got you a snack. And a special treat for when you are done.” she declared setting down the basket so she could set up.

“Ooh a treat what did you get me?” Spyro asked as Elora set up his whole body wiggling like he was an over excited puppy.

“It’s a surprise Spyro, you’ll find out after the meal.” Elora said, setting out the food. “And don’t try and rush through it cause you can’t have it until i’m ready.”

“Aww come on!” Spyro faux whined before looking at his portion. “Oh hey nice.” After that there were few words between them as they both enjoyed the simple fair she had brought with her.

“Okay but really now, what did you get me?” Spyro asked as Elora finished off her sandwich.

“You really go full cylinders all the time you know that?” she said, producing the bottle. The contents didn’t quite match the label but that was beside the point. “ta -da!”

“Scale Polish?” Spyro turned his head to examine his back. “I dunno if i really need-”

“It’s not just the scale polish Spyro.” Elora cut in uncorking the bottle and pouring a generous dobbing of the thick gooey substance onto her hand. “I’m going to rub it into your scales myself.”

Spyro made a face not too different from when they had first met and he had misjudged her species. “Oh.”

Elora grinned as she slathered the substance along his spine and the dragon had an instant reaction. Spyro let out a sigh and practically melted into her touch as the minty green goo slid into all the crevices of his hide. Elora grinned watching the substance soak into Spyro’s flesh and taking no small amount of pleasure in helping the goo in by sliding her palms and fingertips through the grooves. Spyro, like most dragons, had layers and layers of scales and so every little particle of sand could become an itch or possibly even an infection. The formula Elora was using was designed to sink beneath the scales by finding the gaps and filling them with a healing tonic. Naturally this meant that the scales would take on a healthy sheen. That was not however the only effect of this formula. As was found with any potion there were variations that added various extras. Things like cooling or heating and some even had color changing. The one Elora had carefully selected after a brief window of research was an aphrodisiac.

As she stroked and kneaded and rubbed more of the solution onto his body he was slowly experiencing a hormonal shift. As she carefully guided the tonic across his wings and into his fore limbs Spyro was moaning blissfully. The young dragon was aware of nothing beside the touch of the faun and the slow spread of that gloriously warm substance. Spyro was barely keeping track of anything until he realized Elora was trying to rub the gel into his hind legs after having rubbed down his tail. Spyro rolled over his body all but in the faun’s lap. Spyro was incredibly pleased as Elora drizzled a trail along his belly before her fingers dug in, helping the formula reach into larger but less dense scales along the dragon's underside.

Elora could see that Spyro was utterly out of his mind with delight which meant it was time to move to stage two. With a quick tilt of the bottle Elora drizzled more of the formula along the thick scales of Spyro’s belly. She started working the ooze in around his neck and worked down slowly so that when she made her move there would be no suspicion.

Due to the difference in height and angle of view Elora had never looked too closely at Spyro’s equipment. Text books on dragon anatomy cited dragons as widely varied in terms of anatomy. Elora had been extremely frustrated to learn that dragons could have either concealed or exposed genitalia and that was just the tip of the matter. So for the first time Elora got a decent look at what Spyro was packing. Just above the pucker of his ass were two perfectly ovoid purple spheres and a circular ring of golden flesh. Elora considered that Spyro must lean more towards the Beast Maker’s anatomy in that regard.

Lifting her hands free she took the potion bottle in hand once more drizzling the concoction directly atop Spyro’s family jewels. Spyro reacted with a coo of delight before lifting his head.

“Hey uh what’s going on?”

“A massage, a very intimate one.” she grinned as she began to caress and tease the gel like potion into Spyro’s sheathe and balls. “Oh and I guess a little chat about Love.”

“Love? What’s love got to do with thiiiisss?” Spyro trailed off into a hiss of pleasure as Elora's nimble fingers worked the potion over his most sensitive bits.

Elora shook her head watching with interest as Spyro’s cock swelled free of the sheathe. It was a reddish purple and as the tip poked free she couldn’t help but compare it to a tube of lipstick. It was ridged along the top and bottom but smoother on the sides as she stroked the dragon to his full length marveling as she realized the dragon had nearly enough length for his shaft to stand out before him if he was on all fours.

Elora teased the dragon's shaft using a single digit to stroke up and down the length slowly. “Because Hunter and Bianca deserve to be happy without you trying to rain on their parade.” the faun said, gripping the head of Spyro’s cock and gently rubbing her thumb back and forth over the tip. “Because I know you aren’t that young or that stupid.”

“Huh? Who needs all that mushy stuff getting in the way?” Spyro retorted before his eyes rolled back, Elora stopped touching the dragon’s shaft watching it twitch with need.

“You do horn-head!” Elora declared slapping Spyro’s paws away from his shaft. “And I'm not letting you cum till you admit it!”

“What? Elora, that's crazy!” the dragon whined.

“No, I know you better than that, you have to know how silly what you said was.” The faun grinned as she smacked Spyro’s cock out of his grip once again. “Everything you do is looking for love.” Elora said undoing a lace in the back letting her dress fall and watching how Spyro’s eyes suddenly became focused on her modest breasts.

“... I do not.” Spyro said, tearing his eyes from her breasts as his erection started to fade.

“Oh, please. You saved every dragon in the five realms for what?” Elora asked as she shifted about leaning her chest over Spyro’s cock her fur just grazing along its surface. “You certainly didn’t ask for much when we brought you to Avalar. I might give you credit for saving the dragon eggs but even then you could have gotten more help.” Elora said as she stroked the hero’s cock with her breasts.

“Gems…” Spyro deflected weakly as his cock swelled back to its full length in moments.

“No, it's because you want people to love you. The older dragons, all the people of Avalar and the Forgotten Realms and especially me.” Elora said leaning back just as she felt Spyro tense up on the verge of orgasm once again.

“Elora!” Spyro blushed and whined as she prevented the dragon from grabbing his cock and finishing himself off.

“Don’t pretend with me! I see the lies lining up between those shiny teeth!” the faun said as she shuffled her body up, pinning Spyro’s cock against his belly and rubbing it with her pussy. “I Know you’ve had a crush on me.” Elora declared her tone a mix of elation from the feeling of his cock beneath her and frustration at the dragon. Spyro huffed as his only reply so Elora went on. “ You want love and admiration more than anybody I know and I've been friends with Hunter for years!” Elora shuddered; she was starting to get worked up in ways other than temper. “So if you can’t be honest about what you want I'm going to stop.”

“NO!!” Spyro shouted before blushing and turning his head away.

“Oh ho progress.So you don’t want me to stop huh?” Elora all but purred, leaning over Spyro with her breasts pushing against his chest. The new angle caused her clit to drag along the ridges of the dragon’s dick.

“Yes.. no? Please keep going I- I’m so close!” the hero pleaded not looking the Faun in the eye.

Elora slowed the grinding of her hips. Not that she would admit it to the dragon but she was fairly close herself. “I’ll keep going but…”

“But?!?”

“But I've been doing all the work here. I need some real progress from you.” Elora said her tail wagging behind her as she continued to tease the dragon. In truth this was turning out to be much harder than she imagined due to how horny she was in general and how much she liked Spyro.

“Like?” The savior of the dragon realms whined.

“Hold my hands to start.” Elora replied with a grin. Instantly her digits were entwined by the dragon's palms pressing tight to hers.

“What else? Come on please tell me so I can cum!!” The hero of Avlar begged.

“W-We’ll get there you're not done yet…” Elora lifted her hips off the draconic member she didn’t want to but she was about ready to burst from that tease and she didn’t want Spyro to cum before she was ready. The faun let his cock sit for a minute, the chilly air helping his (and her) impending orgasm fade before she continued. “I want you to admit it. Don’t try and ask what you know about what I want to hear.”

“Noo no no!” the dragon thrashed his head from side to side. “Fine! I have a huge crush on you because of how kind and smart and cute you are and I dream about us being together!” The champion of the Forgotten Realms declared with a whimper.

“Aww…” Elora crooned as she pressed her lips to Spyro’s muzzle. She missed the pink flash that briefly overtook his horns, frill and scales along his back. “That’s so sweet Spyro but that’s not the magic words I'm looking for.”

Spyro moaned pitifully and Elora felt his hips push up against hers. “I love you. I love you. I love you! I Love You!” His desperation is clear in every syllable. “I want to take you to all my favorite gliding spots and lay under the stars and kiss and cuddle and… oooh!!” Elora grinned wickedly as Spyro confessed all the while humping the air, his cock slapping her stomach as she refused to let him grind against her. “ I want to fuck like rabbits and start a family with you! I! Love! YOU!!!”

Elora untwined her fingers from Spyro’s holding his cheeks in her hand as she kissed him again this time delightedly feeling his tongue push past her lips. She slammed her hips to the ground pinning Spyro in place and missed again the flash of pink light that walked down Spyro’s back. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” Elora said, rising off of Spyro fully, she took hold of his shaft and pushed the tip up against her pussy. She winked at the dragon as she let her hips fall, sinking every inch of his cock into her as she came to sit in his lap. “I wanted some honesty about your feelings.” she said, beginning to bob up and down in the dragon's lap loving the full feeling she got from his cock. “And just so you know… I love you too.” Elora did not miss the way Spyro lit up this time, she had no idea what it meant but it made her smile. “I can't wait to go to all those places and maybe we can find new ones. Maybe moving a little fast on starting a family but I'm not saying no.” Elora moaned as she continued to ride the dragon’s cock. “You have some excellent equipment for it. I mean seriously I dated a centaur once and he wasn’t filling me up this good.”

Elora was understandably distracted so it’s no wonder she missed that the thumping of Spyro’s tail was getting louder. She couldn’t have noticed (without looking at it) that said tail was stretching out growing thicker and longer. The faun equally failed to notice that her lover's legs were growing longer as his hips spread ever so slightly to accommodate his growing form. Spyro’s groans of pleasure covered up the sound of the blanket tearing as his spine stretched out and his body thickened with muscle. Elora’s eyes squeezed shut so she could focus on the pleasure of the Heros cock which seemed to be (and actually was) growing inside her. She missed the moment where Spyro’s wings flared out to either side followed by his shoulders spreading out as wide as he had been long. His arms stretched out further than his legs and his horns stretched back further. Spyro grabbed Elora by the waist and shoved her down onto his hips as he came. Elora gasped as she received a hefty dose of dragon cum which was all it took for her to cum as well. Elora collapsed against her draconic lover as his seed overflowed her sex and drooled down his shaft.

For a second the couple lay against each other basking in the other's warmth. Until the post orgasm haze faded enough for them to realize that something wasn’t adding up at least.

Elora sat up before standing fully, her legs shaking as Spyro’s cock slipped from her sex. Instantly she could see all the changes to the dragon. Who seemed to just be noticing them himself. “What how?”

Spyro stood up and was now head and shoulders taller than Elora. “So uh would you believe that physical maturity and emotional maturity are magically linked in dragons?”

Elora seemed to recall reading something like that. “So you grew up because you grew up?”

“Yeah, I think. Anyway, a bigger question.” Spyro pulled her into a hug pressing her against his body, wings folding around them. “On our first date there’s this little place I know about in Summer Forest.”

“Sounds lovely.”

“Great! Let’s go tomorrow. I'll bring something special for you and you bring more of that scale polish.” Spyro said with a grin.

Elora returned the smile. “I think I'll need a bigger bottle.” she said before reaching up to grab Spyro's cheeks once more and pulling him down towards her for another kiss.