{"sf1_id":1033179,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Echoes of a Brother’s Sin","author":"Cheetahs","words":5046,"posted_at":"2016-06-20T22:24:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Anal","Aroused","Ass","Character Development","Cock","Cum","Cum Shot","Dick","Dragon","Ejaculation","Erection","Fantasy","Fellatio","Feral","Foreplay","Gay","Hard-on","Love","Lust","M/M","Male","Masturbation","Messy","Musk","Naughty","Non-Anthro","Oral","Penetration","Penis","Plot Development","Pre","Precum","Prostate","Rimming","Romance","Series","Sex","Sheath","Spooge","Story","Stretching","Teasing","Wet","Yiff","breeding","hot","kinky","licking","mating","orgasm","seed","slit","tailhole"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1033179-echoes-of-a-brother-s-sin","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1033179","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1033179\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Writing is not only my greatest passion, but also my primary source of income, so please consider supporting me by getting a commission(click for info) or pledging on Patreon(click for link) to help more awesome stories come to life ^^***This illustrated story is a commission for  Darris ***Description: Darris'\nbrother has been exiled. Worse, he learns that from a female that desired him\nas a mate for a couple of years already. With his mind torn with decisions,\nDarris seeks shelter within his mate's embrace, a male with a calm temper and a\nvery lovely tongue... \n\nBlue dragon belongs to me,  CheetahsDarris is  DarrisArt done by http://www.furaffinity.net/user/gardeaalgedo/***\nA roar rushed through the valley. Darris knew where it came\nfrom. He dived towards the nearby river to find her splayed on the sunny bank.\nAyiara the Wind Speaker, or as Darris often referred to her, one of the bigger\nannoyances in the Eastern Valleys. \n\"I thought you wouldn't come,\" the she-wyvern lifted a leg\nto scratch her itchy neck. Of course, she also displayed her gender while doing\nso. Few males knew better than to take a quick peek, yet Darris was one of those\nwho weren't so easily distracted.\n\"Ayiara. What a pleasant surprise,\" he looked around briefly\nto see the last of the birds fleeing their perches. \"You always have the\ngreatest timing. What am I going to catch now? Rabbits? Foxes?\"\n\"Please. I have been trailing you long enough to gaze your\nintentions.\"\n\"Stalking me, you mean,\" Darris settled onto his haunches,\nbringing the blade-shaped tip of his tail around his forelegs. Like her, he\nalso liked to display his own assets. His tail was one of them. In fact, he\nplanned to conquer his next prey with it. \nAyiara's eyes found something much more appeasing. She kept\nher leg up in the air just long enough for her nostrils to draw in the scents,\nthen placed it back onto the rocks where it was quickly covered by a coppery\nwing. \n\"Maybe I liked what I was seeing. Maybe I still do...\" she\nplayed her bifurcated tongue along her lips. \"You are a striking dragon,\nDarris. Who knows...maybe in a few months I'll be the one catching you.\"\nHer charms might have worked with other males, but not with\nDarris. \n\"Anything else you indulge in, aside from silly fantasies?\nOr staring between a dragon's legs?\"\n\"Oh, I adore that sight,\" the female said. \"Maybe you should\nspread those legs a bit further.\"\n\"Want me to give you a more...memorable sight?\"\nThe female's tail twitched with restless anticipation. \"Your\nscent already offered what I wanted, but if you so kindly insist...\"\nDarris walked towards her, noticing how she fluttered her\nwings with unrestrained joy, how her breath hitched inside the depths of her\nthroat. Many dragons would spill themselves in the presence of a needy female.\nDarris? He just placed his warm paw pads on the side of her head, then slowly\nturned the female's eyes towards the distant peaks.\n\"There.\"\n\"Sending me back so quickly? I so thought we are going to\nplay around a little,\" Ayiara dashed her moist tongue along Darris' warm pads.\n\"I can bathe you better than a stream. Or if you prefer something more\nintimate...\"\n\"No and no,\" Darris flung off the saliva from his paw, then\nlooked her straight in the eyes. \"You are going to go back to whatever tasks\nneed attending, understand?\"\n\"You got colder,\" the female remarked. She tucked her wings\ncloser to her body, then looked away. \"I am really wasting my time with you,\naren't I?\"\n\"This is who I always was, Ayiara.\"\nShe snorted a puff of moist air. \"I prefer to remember the\nold you. That dragon would not have dismissed me like an errant hatchling. I\ncame here for you, at the expense of my own time. There are other males I can\nplay around with. You just happen to be my favorite.\"\n\"Your favorite victim, you mean,\" Darris empathized. \n\"I never mistreated you,\" Ayiara turned back to him, her\namber eyes narrowing in the falling sunlight. \"Tell me, when was the last time\nI hurt you?\"\n\"You made fun at my expense.\"\n\"Harmless chatter,\" the female growled dismissively.\n\"Thorns might not pierce scales, but they can still sting my\npaws. This solitude you speak of -a choice that I made willingly- has not\ndulled my memory. From the moment you found out about my chosen mate you've concocted\nthe crudest japes at his address. Our address.\"\n\"Two years have passed, Darris. Those grudges are dead. Let\nthem be.\"\n\"And what about our games? What about the times WE spent\ntogether? That thing you call bathing, the aerial tackling, these primitive\nfights we engaged in on the grass? They're nothing more than a poor attempt to\nrub your scales against mine.\"\n\"That's what friends do,\" the wyvern waved her tail\nnonchalantly.\n\"No, Ayiara. That is what mates do, and I think it is time\nyou find one of your own.\"\nThe female went silent for a while. It wasn't hard to tell\nshe was affected by the blunt nature of a truth she was just now forced to\nswallow. She licked one wing joint for a couple of strokes, but not even that\nmanaged to soothe her inner irritation. With the help of her broad wings,\nAyiara stood up, her gaze as distant as her thoughts.\n\"I came here to tell you something about your brother, but\nnow I firmly believe I have been wasting my time all along. Fair winds, Darris.\nI hope your seclusion gives you the peace I never had.\"\n\"Wait,\" Darris stopped her just as she fanned her wings.\n\"Tell me about him.\"\nThe female curled her sizable claws into the grass to\nmaintain her balance. \"Will you even care?\"\n\"No. I just want to know what you know.\"\nThe she-wyvern paused for a bit. \"He has been brought before\nthe Council, but I don't know why.\"\n\"But you know his fate,\" Darris said with a grim voice.\nAyiara turned towards him. \"He has been exiled, Darris.\"\nDarris cocked his head. \"Is that so? To the wastelands\nbeyond The Crags, then? That is where all exiles still go, isn't it?\"\n\"No one knows where, or why. That's what's peculiar about\nit,\" Ayiara paused, studying Darris' features before continuing. \"The Council never\nstated what his crime was, or where he was being exiled to. Only that he was\nfound guilty. After the proclamation he was stripped of his surname then led\naway. That was it.\"\nDarris' remained silent, his expression unreadable, but she could tell from the\ntwitch in his tail that something in her words bothered him. At least something\nseemed to, if not over the fate of his brother. His tail stilled, a rumble\nbreaking the silence.\n\"Is that all?\" Darris asked.\nThe female dipped her head. \"I'm sorry. I wish I would\nhave-\"\n\"Don't be,\" Darris interrupted her. \"He's nothing to me. A\nmemory that had long since been dealt with appropriately. Tend to your tasks.\nI'll have to fly to the end of the valley to find suitable prey now that you\nscared most of my quarry away.\"\n\"I'm sorry about that too.\"\nDarris wasn't so apologetic when he made her leave. He flew\nin the opposite direction just to put more distance between the two of them,\nbecause right now he became the cold monster Ayiara spoke about earlier. There\nwas no joy flying above his verdant valley. The mists of the morning became an\nannoyance to his wings, and the more he listened to the boisterous birds, the\nmore bitter he became. \nHe had to hunt. To do something about the unreasonable\nhatred clawing from within. Darris dived as soon as he smelled the scent of\nprey. An unlucky stag caught the scent of a female. He was in the process of\nanalyzing it.\nAnd that was the last thing he ever did before a storm of\nclaws and fangs swooped down upon him. Darris broke the animal's neck,\nshattered his spine, then threw him against a tree. When he touched the ground,\nsticky droplets clung to his pads. Warm blood. The smell of victory. He stood\nabove his prey for a moment. It was an old stag he caught. Powerful. Probably\nkeen on sharing his legacy one last time before he perished. Too bad he never\nhad that chance.\nDarris dragged him into a clearing. The stag's weight was\ntoo great, so he took off first, then grabbed it like a true wyvern, locking\nhis bigger hind claws into the animal's meat. Ayiara would have been proud.\nPoor, lonely female. She would have had a mate by now if taking quests wasn't\nher only purpose. There was a time when Darris actually liked her. He found her\nwarmth attracting. Enjoyed the slick embrace of her tongue when they groomed\neach other after a kill, or the inviting scents wafting inside his nostrils\nwhen they cuddled at night. He was even tempted on tasting her inner warmth and\nsee if all the rumors about wyverns were founded.\nHow foolish of him to put instinct above reason. If only he\nrealized this earlier, perhaps his brother wouldn't have turned out the way he\ndid.\nDarris flung off that thought. He was approaching his home,\nand a lecture from his mate was not what he wanted. \nThe blue dragon came out as soon as he smelled blood. Some\nwas to be expected from a hunt.\nYet a splattering mess that stained two quarters of the\nbalcony overlooking the valley was not exactly normal.\n\"Radiants and their shiny spikes! What did this poor thing\ndo to warrant such punishment?\"\n \"He eluded me for the\nbetter part of an hour,\" Darris rolled the bloodied stag towards his mate, who\nbacked away one step at a time.\n\"No. I'm not eating that.\"\n\"You're not?\" Darris fixed him with a narrowing gaze.\n\"Not eating until we have it properly cleaned I mean. Or is\nfur something you wish to add to your diet?\"\nDarris relaxed for a bit. \"No fur. I...I almost thought...\" his\nwords trailed off as he watched his partner approach. The blue dragon dragged\nhis heavenly tongue under his chin, then climbed along those\noh-so-delightfully-sensitive ears.\n\"Harrr....that feels...feels so good...\" Darris cooed.\n\"It surely must when you're tenser than a boulder. Why\ncouldn't you let me do the hunting?\"\n\"I wanted to,\" Darris spread his wings to the sides now that\nhis mate took an interest in his sensitive membrane. \"I just...grarrrr...I felt\nlike...\"\nFlames, it was hard to speak amidst all that incessant\nnuzzling. After almost two years of sharing the same cave, Meragor knew exactly\nwhat spots to touch. He slid his tongue along the delicate membrane, blew his\nwarm air into it, nuzzled along a wing joint... Slowly, he traded the wing for\nsomething else. Something much more...sensitive.\n \"S-stop.\"\nMeragor nuzzled between the legs knowing full well how\nsensitive Darris' gender was to any kind of warmth. He flicked his tongue\naround the fleshy opening, applying the faintest of pressures, dragging that\ndelightful moisture around in a most maddening way. \n\"Please...I'm...I don't..rrrhhhh!\" Darris sucked in a sharp\nbreath as his shelter was invaded by that dragon's sneaky tongue. \nMeragor shifted and slurped, feasting on the bounty of\nliquid that preceded a male's most natural reaction to stimulation. Darris'\ncobalt tip poked out in the open, wet, sensitive, weak to any kind of touch.\nThe blue dragon licked quickly around the growing cock, though all he managed\nwere a few feeble strokes before Darris stumbled back into a wall, panting like\na beast after a long chase.\n\"Hrrrr...aarrrr,\" his lips trembled above his exposed fangs. \"I...I\nbrought you a meal. We should eat before the blood clots...\"\n\"I was eating until you backed away like a scared little\nhatchling. Has my tongue grown barbs?\" the blue dragon tilted his head. \n\"None of that. Just...let's eat. I will talk about whatever\nyou want after.\"\nMaregor bowed his head, then dragged the stag deeper into\nthe cave. Whether he wanted to conceal the smell or spare the overlook from\nanother load of mess, Darris did not know, nor did he care when the carcass was\nready to be eaten. He ripped the fur off the stag's haunches, then tucked in,\nfeasting alongside his mate. The blue wasn't an overly picky eater. He favored\nthe taste of meat over organs. Whenever one got in the way, he pushed it over\nto Darris, who ate the juicy morsels without any complaints.\nThe proud stag was quickly reduced to a pile of bones,\nhooves, and antlers. With their bellies filled, the two dragons retreated\ndeeper into their cozy cave to clean off the blood. They started with the paws\nfirst, each cleaning the other's feet. Darris admired his mate's sizable claws.\nThey seemed bigger and stronger than his own. Of course, Meragor never admitted\nthat openly. He was a dragon who cared about his mate's pride, while Darris was\nnot afraid to speak his mind. There were a few things he found annoying in his\nmate, his keen interest in the genitals being one of them. No grooming session\nwas ever complete without a quick taste of your partner's cock. Darris was too\npreoccupied with his grooming to mind the attention, otherwise he would have grown\nbigger than a stalactite. \nAfter they finished paws, the dragons moved onto their\nwings, then slowly moved closer towards the head, licking with long, sinuous\nstrokes until their snouts met. Darris was the first to open up and allow his\nmate's dripping teeth to press against his own. The blue dragon pushed his\ntongue through, rumbling with affection as he wriggled around inside his mate's\nmaw.\nThey'd done this numerous times and still the experience\nfelt new and strange to him, but he had to admit there was something he loved\nabout the intimacy of a maw cleaning session. \nDarris closed his eyes, his tongue tangling around his\nmate's in a playful fight of squelches and growls, and when the oozing strands\nof saliva became too much to bear, the dragons broke apart to clean each\nother's jaws. Darris went over his mate's teeth first, then exposed his own maw\nfor a similar reward. The blood slowly vanished into nothingness. The dragons\nshared a couple more intimate kisses afterwards, Darris positioning his head\nsideways to allow his mate to lock-on with a full tongue assault.\n \nRumbling growls filled the cave. The sound of love, want,\ndesire. Darris' heart thumped in his chest, flooding his body with calming\nheat. His mate stood on his haunches, breathing quicker than him. His tongue\ntip stood just as exposed as his member, both pink, moist, and sensitive.\nDarris would have done something about that particular need\nif he felt in a better mood. Ayiara's visit drained him more than he wanted to\nadmit. He left the capital to escape from troubles, yet it seemed trouble\nalways had a way of finding him.\nWith a soft growl, Darris picked himself up, then slowly\nwalked towards the natural ledge that formed at the entrance to their cave. It\nwas good overlook, and a perfect way to disperse unwanted thoughts. Settling\nonto his belly, Darris stared in the distance, thinking of nothing in\nparticular until his mate's warmth draped over him in the form of a cerulean\nwing. \n\"Thinking about the city life?\" the blue dragon asked,\nthough not without his pestering snout nuzzling in all manner of places.\n\"I'm trying to think of nothingness right now,\" Darris\npulled his flank closer towards his belly, a clear sign he preferred to keep to\nhimself.\n\"Shall I leave you alone?\"\n\"No. Not yet, I mean. You are right. There is something that\nbothers me, yet I do not want my burden to become yours. I already brought\nalong more trouble than I'm worth,\" Darris said, going back to the first time\nhe stood up for his brother. It was a mistake. One of the last he made.\n\"We talked about that. You are my mate, flawed and weird as\nyou are.\"\nDarris's lips twitched. \"You're never going to let this go,\nare you?\"\n\"I have no reason to, when my mate is one of the most unique\ndragons in the land in more than one way,\" Meragor dashed a quick lick over the\nback of Darris' neck. \"Rest now. I shall keep my maw shut and spare you another\ndebate on which cock is better.\"\n\"Mine,\" Darris growled with amusement. \"Always mine.\"\nThe two dragons closed their eyes. None truly slept though. When\nthe sun started to set, Darris admired the beauty of his valley. The way the\nflaming light fell upon the trees calmed him almost as much as his mate's\nloving licks. He truly fell asleep this time, losing himself in a long and\nconfusing dream, only to be roused by the growing warmth flickering between his\nlegs. \nDarris' wings shuddered first. Then, his claws raked along\nthe stone. He blinked his eyes open to notice two things: twinkling stars\nglimmering on the starry sky, and the squelching licks coming from beneath his\nflank. The blue dragon had half of his snout buried in there, using his\nslippery tongue to kiss an equally wet place.\nDarris struggled not to growl. The blue dragon was a\npersistent beast. He rounded the entrance with his tongue, and when enough\nmoisture pooled, he pushed his tongue through, pressed his maw right against\nthe sheath's entrance, then suckling gently upon the bounty of scents that\nresided within. The poking tongue along with the teeth that pressed ever so\nsoftly against one of the most sensitive parts of his body almost drew Darris\ninsane with lust. He waited, holding his breath in, struggling to contain the\nwarm shivers passing through his body while his mate suckled on the very home\nof his cock. It was warm. So warm, and so wet. Darris coiled his neck around\nhimself, trying not to growl too loud. His mate raked at the ground, kneading\nlike a feline suckling from his mother's teats. Only that it wasn't really a\nteat, nor a female he was sampling. The sight, the smells, the sounds were just\nabout enough to push Darris over his edge. He squeezed his eyes shut, then\nparted his maw to unleash a long, trembling growl just as his cobalt cock poked\nout of its shelter.\n\"Mrarrr!\"\nThe blue dragon pulled back, amber eyes glistening faintly\nin the darkness of the night. He cleaned his dripping maw, then pushed his head\nback in to sniff at the growing erection. He drew one whiff, two, three, then clacked\nhis snarly snout a couple of times as the musk seeped deep into his aroused\nbody.\nDarris tasted his mate's snout, then lifted his leg to\nexpose his entire equipment to the hungry dragon's tongue. Meragor was tempted\nto feast on the member, but he changed his mind almost at the last second,\nturning upon the sack instead to bring all that lewd warmth upon the seed\ncrafting spheres nestled within a pale taut pouch.\n\"Mrrraarrffff,\" Darris rumbled again as his balls danced\naround the slurping tongue. The blue dragon licked at first, then opened his\nmaw to take the two orbs inside his maw. The abundance of saliva and the way he\nsqueezed them together with his tongue made Darris grow to full mast within\nseconds. His cock was fully out in the open now, a tapered spire with a tiny\nflare that widened with every throb. Oh, he wanted to cum right now. Liberate\nall that seed from his weighted balls.\nHis mate was not quite done though. He let the sticky\nspheres droop back upon the cold ground so he could sample another tasty treat.\nDarris expected him to return to his cock. By all means, that was the most\nnatural outcome.\nInstead, his mate pushed his tongue against his clenched\ntailhole, tasting his taut flesh with rapid strokes of his tongue. He lapped\nlapped lapped, and Darris growled and shivered under the strain of hot,\nblooming arousal. He was so hard between the legs. So hot under his scales. He\nhad to let the lust out before it fully consumed him. \nHe kicked at Meragor. The blue dragon drew his snout back in\nconfusion. \nThat was the only opening he needed. Darris shoved past his\nmate's wing, dived between his legs, right where that deliciously moist slit\nresided. Meragor enjoyed himself for a while. He was already hard and dripping\nwet from the intense pleasure of licking his mate. Darris only returned the\nfavor. First, he slurped his mate's tapered head. Then, he cleaned his slit\nwith vicious tongue strokes. Ooze rushed into his maw, warm, musky, deliciously\narousing to his heated senses. \nThe smell and taste of dragon cock flared Darris' need to\nbreed. He clambered upon his mate's back, then poked for his tailhole like a\nlust stricken beast. When the blue dragon looked back, Darris pinned his head\ninto the ground with a front paw, locking his jaws around his neck to keep him\nthere. He was his. Only his. Darris arched his back, thrusting under the\ncaptive dragon's tail. He met hard scales time and time again. Frustration\noozed through along with lust.\nThen, the blue dragon raised his rump, allowing Darris to\nsink into his warm, eager tailhole.\nBoth dragons snarled when that happened. Darris oozed a more\nbestial growl, while his mate displayed his intense desire to be taken through\na higher pitched yowl. \nDarris had all the intention to make that happen. He pressed\nhis chest against his mate's back, took a deep breath through his flaring\nnostrils, then pushed deeper into that heaven of twitching heat that was a\nmale's tailhole. It felt so filling, to be grabbed, squeezed, and wanted with\nsuch desire. Darris didn't even have to thrust too often. He just had to\nremained buried inside and let his mate's clamping muscles do all the work for\nhim. \nBut that was not proper for a beast who wanted nothing more\nthan to breed. Darris slid back, then plunged himself through with a quaking\nthrust that made both dragons shudder with rippling pleasure. Darris' member\nthrobbed hard, spitting a surge of pre-seed that lubricated his mate's passage.\nHe thrust harder, quicker, his flanks bulging with effort as the dragon bred with\nwanton abandon. Below him, Meragor whined desperately, his shivering jaws\nsearching for something to grab on. At the height of their passion, every male\nwanted to hold on to something.\nDarris gave him no such opportunity. He was the one who bred\nnow. His wet member speared through the fleshy passage with every push, then\nretreated with a sharp squelch made by the muscles as they smacked against each\nother in the absence of a long rod to spread them apart. Thrust by thrust,\nDarris worked himself closer towards his climax. He wanted to give his mate all\nthat he had. To share all that blistering passion gathering within his aching\nloins. He was so warm right now. So leaky. So desperate and deep. More. More!\nDarris pounded his mate with all he had. As the heat rose,\nso did his speed. His thrusts became jagged, less elegant as he kept the better\nhalf of his member inside, unable to part with all that delightful pressure\nworking around him. \nThe heat became infuriatingly harsh. Darris' balls hardened\nunder the looming climax. His member became harder with every thrust, until the\nthrobs gave way to the overwhelming pressure heralding his upcoming climax.\nDarris slammed his tail into the ground. He flared his wings, locked his flanks\nagainst his mate, and mounted a few desperate thrusts before he finally slammed\nhimself as deep as he could within his mate's tailhole. \nDarris' eyes teared up with strain. His entire body felt\nparalyzed with pleasure, though no area felt as stiff as his cock. He felt the\nfirst string of his seed ascend towards his blooming flare, and struggled to\nkeep it inside.\nMeragor's muscles clamped hard, and Darris pressed his fangs\njust as hard against the blue scales, piercing through to unleash a rivulet of\nmetallic blood just as his seed erupted through his bloating cock. The tide of\ncum invaded the blue dragon's tailhole like a storm, and the blue dragon yowled\nout hard. From pleasure or pain, Darris did not know. His first and only\ninstinct was to remain lodged inside his partner, to fill him with all the\nburden that leaked through his pumping shaft. Spasms of pure pleasure traversed\nhis body. His flanks remained constantly tensed, and his wings shivered,\nstretched as far as their span allowed. Only Darris' tail twitched up and down\nthanks to the muscles that drew the seed from the depths of his tailhole. His\nwas clean. Dry, compared to the mess that gushed out from the blue dragon's\noverflowing hole. He became warmer and gooier than ever now that his flesh\nbecame a shelter for a male's fertile seed.\nAnd Darris couldn't resist the pleasure to stimulate his\nmate a bit further. He worked the tip of his member back and forth, knowing\nfull well what manner of pleasure he could unleash. Nestled deep within that\nsquirming passage was a special place that could be stimulated only by another\nmale's cock. None was better to do that than Darris. He rubbed his mate's gland\nwith his enlarging flare, bringing him closer to his peak. And when he felt the\nmuscles loosen up with the weight of inevitability, Darris remained there,\napplying as much pressure as he could until the balcony shook with his mate's\nunbridled roar. The blue dragon unleashed his sharp discharge upon the stone\nbelow, pelting the balcony with stream after stream of pent-up essence. \nThe smell of seed enraged Darris' senses. The pleasure to\ncum inside his mate was by far the most filling sensation that ever caressed a\nmale's senses, but to sample his partner's fertile cream was something else\nentirely. He remained lodged inside that squirming hole, straddling the waves\nof bliss that poured through his body. The fire slowly dimmed, yet Darris still\nremained inside, waiting for his mate to fully taper off, and when the powerful\nsqueezes turned into regular tremors, he pulled out, his receding flare\nunleashing a gush of sticky essence that merged with the puddle created below\nthe blue dragon's still oozing cock.\nHis legs felt so weak after such a potent climax. Darris\nstumbled around for a bit until he recuperated enough to stand. He approached\nhis trembling partner, licking the rivulets of blood that sneaked between the pristine\nsapphire scales. With the heat of his lust gone, Darris felt a bit remorseful\nfor losing control yet again, but his partner seemed satisfied enough. He\ncrashed onto his side, twitching a wing above his soaked member. \n\"About time you pulled away from that scratch.\"\n\"I tried to-\"\n\"Tried, failed...you're the only male stupid enough to care.\nBetter clean all the mess you've made, or this ledge is going to smell of seed\nin the morning.\"\nDarris sniffed at the pool of cum, then glanced at his mate.\n\"And you'll do what? Watch me while I eat your own seed?\"\n\"You made me spill it.\"\n\"And why is that?\" Darris snapped playfully. \n\"Because you are a mightily attractive dragon...and you have a\nvery tasty cock at that.\"\n\"Tasty cock,\" he rumbled, then sniffed again at the pool of\ncum. He loved how rich his mate's seed smelled. It was almost arousing. \n\"Lick it up, my dear mate. Then trail over to my tail. I\ndon't plan to tongue my own tail hole any time soon.\"\nDarris went to work. He slurped the dragon seed from the\nground, cleaned his mate's cock, drained his tailhole. Halfway through the\nprocess Meragor joined in, only because he became too annoyed with what he\ncalled 'the licking of a female'. \nAfter the ledge was completely cleaned of their nightly\npassions, the dragons snuggled against each other to look at the stars. Darris\nfelt much calmer now. He had a whole valley stretching under his claw tips, and\na loving mate to keep him warm when the winds grew bitter.\n\"My brother has been exiled,\" Darris said out of a sudden.\n\"And in return you exerted retribution upon a helpless stag.\nSmart.\"\n\"I was. At least, I tried to be. I don't care about him\nanymore, but part of me is still angry for what he did...for what he keeps\ndoing.\"\nA soft growl washed over the song of the crickets. \"The more\nyou let him into your thoughts, the more he'll take. Stop that. He's gone,\nwherever he is, and we are here, in our home, mating and eating and doing\nwhatever we wish.\"\n\"Perhaps you're right,\" Darris licked his mate. \n\"Maybe I am,\" the blue dragon reciprocated the affection,\nthen looked in the distance. \"Still, if you can't get rid of this pestering\nurge to know everything, I advise you to find out more about his latest deeds.\nWho got him exiled, and why?\"\n\"Ayiara had nothing solid. She doesn't even where he'd been\nexiled to. I don't even know if what she says is true,\" Darris dipped his head\nin shame. \"I sent her away, almost snapped at you...somehow, I feel like a\nhatchling who still has a lot to learn.\"\n\"Maybe you do,\" Meragor said. \"Find out the source of these\nrumors. Learn about that bastard's fate, and put your mind at ease. Who knows?\nMaybe he's still flying around the capital and we're just ramming our heads\nagainst bare stone.\"\nDarris nodded. \"I will do that. For you, not for him.\"\n\"Do it for us both,\" Meragor said.\nThe two dragons nuzzled, licked, then fell asleep in each\nother's embrace. \n***THE END***Thank you very much for reading! I love writing stories for a living, and you can help make this dream of mine possible by: A) Commissioning your own story: https://www.sofurry.com/view/717455B) Spoiling your favorite feline with some money so that he, in turn, spoils you with stories: https://www.patreon.com/cheetahs?ty=h"}