Hidden Desires: The Climax(Illustrated story!)
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***This project is a collaboration between me and my dear friend, The Secret Cave***
*This is the tenth part of the story that goes in tandem with the comic. If you find yourself drawn by the characters, or if you wish to read the more detailed version of the comic's story, then I invite you to check the story below. Be sure to check the profile of my friend, The Secret Cave, for more amazing artworks if you like his style. *
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Disclaimer: The following comic contains erotic/sex scenes that could be considered non-consensual between two fictional characters in a fictional situation, so it can hurt the susceptibility of some people. The content creators do not condone these acts in any way in real life (or any other form of abuse). It is recommended to read/see it judiciously.
Hidden Desires part 10: The Climax
Stars speckled Istaryl's vision from the onrush of fiery ecstasy that crawled along his spine. Their slits joined, their members interlocked, the two drakes savored this short, magical moment, more or less. Istaryl's friend squeaked and moaned like a hatchling ready to release for the first time, while the red drake had yet to shrug off that terribly shameful episode from earlier.
And yet, regardless of how awkward he felt, Istaryl's best course of action was to finish what he started, his instincts guiding him when his mind refused to accept and overcome his situation. As such, Istaryl began pumping his hips against the drake's smaller body, caught in the fetters of the pressing instinct to breed, the strongest and most daunting to resist.
Dizzy with ecstasy, Istaryl barely noticed the drake's arms wrapping around his frame in a reassuring manner. His tongue was all over his face, basking him with liquid affection, and his ubiquitous purr soothed him bit by bit, helping him forget about the shocking revelation he suffered earlier.
That strange sense of familiarity engulfed Istaryl once again, reminding him of that one moment when Karyl, too, shocked him with his proposal to take him in the slit. There was something about this drake, something that kept Istaryl going where others would have faltered. Maybe it was his soft, pleasant scent, that of pine needles crushed together, that soothed Istaryl. Maybe it was his soft hide that flared his senses, so soft and warm to the touch. Or maybe it had to do with his sensuous licks that harbored that innocent sort of affection always present in the younger drakes.
Whatever it was, Istaryl felt like he had to cling onto it and never let go. He had liked this drake from the very beginning, and now that they embraced each other, Istaryl felt a strong urge to hug him and pound him with increasingly harder and faster strokes.
"Mrarr, raarr, rrrr!" The younger drake cried out, his ears flapping in unison with Istaryl's thrusting motions. Unlike him, Istaryl restrained his moans, a continuous growl being his only way to express his passion for the one who he mated with. The closer he got to his climax, the more his sounds muffled, every function of his body fading, just like the hay bedding on which they sat upon, or the room around them. Little by little, stroke by steady stroke, Istaryl climbed towards his peak, until the molten pleasure welled within his groin was all that mattered.
With one last mighty shove, Istaryl plunged himself deep into the drake's sanctuary, sliding past the smaller, limp cock, forcing it to the side in his attempt to pierce the deepest reaches of the drake's tunnel. For Istaryl's companion, this final thrust was too much to bear, his tight nethers unaccustomed to such pleasurably violent intrusion. At the height of his climax, the blue-green drake hoisted himself up, clinging onto Istaryl as if his life depended on it, thighs wrapped around his waist, tail intertwined with Istaryl's thicker, stiffer one.
Spasms traversed through the smaller male's slit. His cock lurched and pulsated, pattering Istaryl's blood engorged cock with weak, scalding spurts of seed. The extra moisture, coupled with the excessive tightness of his slit and cock, pushed Istaryl past the limit of his endurance, causing him to erupt inside his lover with a loud, shuddering yowl. His back arched, his knees shook, and his grip on the male tightened, keeping him tight against his body while he filled his young sex to the brim with his thick, pent-up, creamy essence.
***END OF PART 10***
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