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The sky was dark overhead, with thunderous clouds spewing down torrents of water, covering all things they passed over. The sun couldn't be seen, save for a faint glow behind one cloud. Lightning menaced the mountains, leaving no opportunity to safely walk out of cover. Neyron lay inside his cave, both bored, and slightly hungry. He didn't dare brave the weather outside though, instead choosing to stay in the comfort of his home. The air was chilly; leaving him to curl up around himself to try and keep warm, though that wasn't working very well.

Neyron shivered slightly, his body pushed up against a wall at the far side of his cave. He had long since moved away from the entrance to his cave, not liking the water that was so fond of dripping on him. He licked at his snout, his long tongue attempting to keep his nose warm, but not having much success. He wished that he had some furs in his cave, so that he could find warmth easier. The day had started much nicer than it was now, and he had been inspecting the new plants that seemed to be growing near the entrance to his cave when the first rains started falling.

At first, Neyron had enjoyed the water, jumping around and splashing in puddles, or just running through it for fun, enjoying the feeling of the water splashing on his hide. But the warmth had quickly faded, and by the time he finally got back to his cave he had felt as if no warmth remained within him at all. Which is what led him to his current situation. He curled up tighter, his muscles aching from the effort, and started trying to direct his breath down across his chest. Nothing seemed to help though, and he was left to his shivering torment for what seemed like hours to him.

He hadn't noticed straight away when something entered his cave, instead only noticing when he heard wet feet slapping against the ground. He had slowly lifted his head at that, reluctant to give up what little warmth he had found. When he saw what had entered though, he found himself trying to decide whether to stand up or not. A dark blue dragon was half way between the entrance and himself, just standing there, looking at him. It had a light blue underside, and, strangely enough, its claws and horns appeared to be black, instead of the usual white.

Neyron stood up after his examination, his legs and wings shaking from the cold. Why didn't this blue dragon appear to be affected by the cold? Their legs looked steady enough, even though they were clearly dripping water. A strong wind blew into the small cave, sending water spraying from the blue dragon, a fair amount of it landing on Neyron, who whined at the coldness of it, shivering even more. The blue dragon seemed to take the noise as his queue to move, and quickly stepped towards Neyron, who didn't even seem to notice him moving.

Neyron was busy trying to warm his chest with his breath again, when it suddenly seemed to work much better. He let out a small huff of joy, his tail quickly flicking back and forth to show his excitement that he was finally starting to warm up. His tail stopped when he looked up though, nearly bumping his head into the blue dragons, who seemed to be helping Neyron by focussing their breath on his chest as well. Neyron froze up at that point, the only movement the slight shaking in his legs.

The dragon flicked his head towards the wall where Neyron had been laying, but Neyron just stood there looking at them again. Why were they here? How did they find his cave? Where they going to hurt him? Maybe they could have some fun together? The thoughts swirled through his head, his eyes taking on a slightly glazed look. He was quickly brought back to reality when he felt something pushing against his chest. He looked down to see the snout of the blue dragon, who flicked his snout towards the wall again.

Neyron seemed to understand them this time, and unsteadily padded over to where he had been lying, disappointed to find the ground cold again already. He lay down anyway though, a large shiver rippling through his body as it touched the cold stone under him. He had tried to lie on his pile of sparkling yellow stuff before, but it seemed even colder than the stone. Now as he shivered seemingly uncontrollably he was shown mercy. The blue dragon had settled down next to him, and now wrapped its paws around Neyron, pulling him close to their impossibly warm chest.

This sent Neyron's limbs into a flurry, his paws quickly wrapping around and latching onto the warmer dragon, his tail intertwining with theirs, his wings pressed as firm as they could be against the rest of their body. He was eager to show his gratitude with several short, sloppy licks along the blue dragons face. Neyron could feel his shivers making the blue dragon tremble now, and hoped that they wouldn't become cold as well. The blue just held him, not moving or making any noises for a while, letting Neyron warm up.

The blue dragon was fairly certain that if he hadn't arrived this small red dragon wouldn't have survived until morning. He felt sorry for them, enduring their incessant licking and the sharp pricking of their claws against his back. The dragon barely looked like it was old enough to know how to hunt, let alone live on its own, and Korrin thought his assessment to be fairly accurate. They had a small pile of gold, but not a single fur or skin in sight. Had they ever faced the cold before?

"Can you talk?" Korrin asked, drawing the attention of the dragon that was wrapped around him.

Neyron didn't understand what the noises the dragon made were, so he just looked at them dumbly, his head cocked to the side.

"I guess not" Korrin sighed, adjusting the placement of his paws on the dragons back. "I heard from a water dragon that you were here, and you're lucky I found you"

Again, Neyron just stared up at them, his only move to pull his tongue from the blue dragon's neck all the way up to his forehead, trying his best to at least keep their head warm for them.

"My name is Korrin" Korrin said, introducing himself. "I doubt you will be able to tell me your name, or even have one for that matter"

Neyron continued his licking, his tail dragging both his and Korrin's across the cold floor in his excitement.

"All right" Korrin said, "That's enough" he continued, raising a paw to try and keep the dragon's tongue off of his face. They seemed to interpret what he wanted differently though, and began licking his paw.

Neyron quickly set to work on warming up the soft pads of Korrin's paw, his tongue slathering it in saliva. He moved up to the toes next, his tongue snaking in between them and coiling around them. He felt Korrin shiver at this and tried harder to warm them up, their tongue working to cover as much of them as it could. He had to keep going back to places he had already licked though, as they were quickly becoming cold after his tongue moved away from them. He felt Korrin's paw lightly clutching at his tongue as he worked it over his toes again, taking that as a sign that he was doing good.

Korrin's spine tingled with the sudden pleasure of his paw being licked. The dragon couldn't know what it was doing, could it? Korrin looked down at them, but their eyes seemed filled only with innocence and youth, making his mouth twitch in a small smile. He sighed heavily as he felt that slippery tongue darting between his toes, his paw flexing and grabbing lightly at it. Who was he to deny the dragon what it wanted? Korrin brought his other forepaw around as well, holding it before the dragon's face and pleasantly surprised to receive the same treatment on that paw as well.

Neyron mustn't have been warming Korrin enough, as he brought around another paw, which he quickly set to work in licking, his tongue quickly becoming dry as all his saliva was smeared across those big bulky paws. He decided that it would be easier if he didn't have to keep licking at the paws, and instead pulled half of one into his maw, the warmth of his mouth instantly removing the small amount of cold that he had felt on the paw. He felt Korrin's tail twitch at this, as well as the rest of his body, and tried to pull the paw in further.

Korrin could barely contain himself, with his paw trapped in the hot prison of the dragon's mouth, its tongue expertly squeezing around his toes. If this keeps up the dragon might soon find itself sucking on something else, Korrin though, a loud slurp drawing his attention down to the dragon. They had a small line of drool leaking down the side of their face, and attempted to be trying to suck it in while keeping their mouth closed around Korrin's paw. Korrin felt his sheath stirring, but not just because of the treatment his paw was receiving, but also because of how the dragon looked up at him while sucking on his toes. Their eyes seemed so innocent, but there actions seemed to be telling another story entirely.

Neyron made sure to look up at Korrin, to see if they were happy, and they seemed very happy judging by the grin on their face. Neyron pulled his head back, letting the paw that was in his mouth fall back, and started reaching his muzzle towards the other one. He was stopped by a wet paw landing on his nose though, and once he started licking at it again it was pulled back. Did they not like his licking?

"Enough of that" Korrin said, wiggling his hips slightly to try and relieve some of the pressure from his swollen sheath. This dragon was too young to be forced into what would happen if they continued, thought Korrin, looking into their innocent eyes again.

Neyron felt Korrin's hips move, and his attention was quickly drawn there. Korrin seemed to be trying to block him though, his paws pushing Neyron's head back whenever he tried to push his snout down there. If they were shivering Neyron wanted to warm them up. He persisted, and eventually ducked his head under their paws, his nose pushing against Korrin's plump sheath and balls before he could see what was ahead. He felt his heart beat faster, the sight of Korrin's tip bringing back memories of his past ventures. He wasted no time in laying his tongue on their sheath, his tongue quickly coiling around the tip of Korrin's member as it finished its pass.

Korrin could scarcely believe what was happening. There was no chance that the dragon didn't know what it had its tongue on now, and if anything they seemed to be licking with more enthusiasm now. The way their tongue coiled around his member finally dashed his thoughts of how innocent this dragon was, and he found a new thought surfacing to describe them. Dirty. This dragon was clearly not just giving friendly licks now, and Korrin found his hips bucking as his member was tugged on by their skillful tongue.

Neyron had quickly forgotten the cold, his fast beating heart warming his limbs. He now focused on something much more interesting, something tasty. He felt Korrin's member growing against his tongue, and tugged on it harder, until there was enough of it exposed that he could close his muzzle around it. He planned on fixing that empty stomach he had. Korrin's member seemed to have a mind of its own once it entered Neyron's muzzle, rapidly growing as Korrin thrust his hips forwards in a few short bursts, spreading his musky taste all throughout Neyron's mouth. Neyron could feel the tip of it beginning to poke at his throat, but instead of pulling back he kept his nose scrunched up against Korrin's sheath, letting his member start to grow down his throat.

Korrin's breath hitched in his throat, his tail quickly slapping against the ground as he felt the dragons tight throat closing around the tip of his member, swallowing periodically. Korrin's member had barely felt a touch of coldness, only the tip having felt the cold air before being pulled into the hot confines of Neyron's muzzle, where it was constantly attacked by his tongue, being strangled and smothered by it. He was having a hard time not just grabbing the back of their head and mating their mouth, but he didn't want to hurt them. Whoever this dragon was, this was clearly not their first sexual encounter, and someone seems to have gotten them addicted to the taste of maleness.

Neyron could feel his own member exposing itself now, his hips grinding against the stone floor, but finding no comfort there. He rumbled around the meat in his mouth, earning a few thrusts as he re-positioned his body. Korrin didn't know what they were doing, until he caught sight of their own member, and then felt it grinding against his chest. They seemed to really enjoy pleasuring him, and he thought it only fair to return the favor. Korrin grabbed a hold of their hind legs, pulling them back a bit, watching as they extended their neck to keep a solid hold on his member.

He gave a few tentative sniffs at their member, letting the musky smell fill his nose before licking at it, savoring the taste for a moment. He found it to be pleasant and quickly followed their example, opening his maw and letting their member sink into it. Unlike Neyron though, Korrin couldn't seem to be able to get the tip passed his throat, gagging when it made contact. He instead focussed his efforts on what he could fit in his mouth. He let the member pop out of his mouth, his still damp paw lifting up to his lips so that he could lick over his paw pads, making them slick with his own saliva.

Korrin went back to work after that, sinking half of Neyron's member into his mouth, gripping the rest of it with his now slimy paw, rubbing and squeezing at it. He heard a whine from the dragon, stopping for a second, but feeling them pant around his member and grind their hips pleadingly against him told him that they were not in any pain. Korrin got back to his own sucking, his tongue coiling and pulsing around what it could reach, his paw gently squeezing and tugging at their knot. The meaning of Neyron's whine came a moment later, just as he did, his seed spilling into Korrin's mouth in a few short spurts. Korrin could barely believe it, he had barely touched them and already they reached their climax?

Neyron felt worn out already, but tried to keep up his work, sounds of sloppy sucking coming from his mouth as he began losing his energy. It was only a moment later that he stopped, and Korrin pulled his hips back, making his member slide up through Neyron's throat and out through his mouth. Neyron whined, reaching for the member again, but Korrin was already standing up, stepping over to him. Korrin wasn't yet done with the dragon, but he didn't want to possibly hurt him by giving him the thorough breeding that he knew he was capable of.

Instead, he started licking at one of Neyron's hind paws, getting it nice and slick before stepping over him, his member poking at his paw pad. Neyron quickly got the message, pushing his foot back against the member, feeling it slip between his toes. Korrin seemed to like that a lot, and Neyron had to wait a few seconds for Korrin's humping to slow down before he could move his paw again. He slowly pushed at Korrin's member, and then started squeezing his toes around it, feeling the hot flesh throb from the contact. Korrin had a look of pure bliss on his face, and seemed rather impatient.

Korrin started thrusting again, loving the friction from the dragon's toes, the way they squeezed around his member. He quickly took matters into his own paws, thrusting back and forth against the dragon's paw, grinding down hard against it with every thrust. His breathing had picked up, and he could already feel himself getting close. His knot was slamming into Neyron's toes with each thrust, making Korrin near his peak quicker. It didn't help that the dragon was looking at him with an adorable look on his face. He looked so worn out, but so eager to please him at the same time. Korrin only lasted a few more thrusts after that, burying his member in their toes, grinding it back and forth as his seed shot out onto their belly, coating them in a thick layer of white.

He stood there panting for a few more seconds, his paw still wedged between their splayed toes, watching the dragon lap at the fresh seed on his belly. He pulled back after a few moments, licking at the base of the dragon's foot, making it twitch and jump as he cleaned it. After that he joined the dragon on the ground, pulling them back against his body, not caring about the sticky warmth that he felt spreading across his own chest and belly. He heard the dragon rumble against him, his snout buried in Korrin's neck as sleep quickly raced in to claim him. Korrin stayed awake for a while longer, pondering over what to call his new friend. Though he could barely remember deciding on Neyron before joining him in sleep, his arms wrapped tightly around him as bright rays of sunlight began to pierce the clouds.