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The wind whipped and whined as Korrin soared through the air, attempting to clear his head. Why had Neyron constantly offered himself to him? It was getting to hard to ignore his offers, and now Korrin found himself steadily flying away, before he did something that he would regret. He just had to find someone to mate with, to relieve himself, and then return to Neyron. He realised that he was being a little hard on Neyron, but had no doubt that the energetic dragon would find his own means of pleasure while Korrin was gone. He tried to cast the thoughts from his mind as the warm sun shone down on his dark blue hide.

Korrin had left without a goal in mind, just working on getting some distance, but now found himself looking for another dragon, that could help him with his desires. Naturally, he would have mounted Neyron at his first offering, but Korrin was still worried that he would hurt him, and didn't want to frighten him. His travels had taken him a fair bit away, and he found himself travelling for nearly a full day before he finally found somewhere to set down, a large grassy plain lit by the waning sun.

The air was surprisingly warm, and Korrin found himself enjoying it as he quickly scouted the area, looking for nearby game trails and water sources. Both were easy to find, which made Korrin fairly sure that there must be another dragon nearby, after all, who would pass up this area? He sniffed around for a while, trying to catch a scent of an inhabitant, but found that he couldn't find any. Maybe he was the first dragon to set foot in this area, but he doubted it. There were very few areas a dragon couldn't reach, and this one seemed fairly easy to find.

Korrin let the thoughts wash through his head as he started drinking from a small stream that was flowing along an old riverbed. He decided that his best option would be to rest for the night, and look around in the morning, when the light was better. With that decided Korrin started heading back towards the grassy clearing, already feeling to cool air of night starting to spread. The night might be a little cold, but it was nothing that Korrin couldn't handle, he would just have to seep through it, hoping that there would be no rain, though, from the looks of the sky, there was very little chance of rain tonight.

Once he reached the grassy clearing he worked on finding an area where the soil was softer, so that he could at least have some comfort while he slept, and soon found a small patch of long grass near a light thicket of trees that seemed like it would do well for a bed. Korrin beat at the ground with his wings a few times, making sure that any small creatures that were hiding in the grass would know of his presence, and not disturb him during his sleep. He watched a few mice run off, but other than that the area seemed to be clear.

Korrin lay down on the soft grass, grateful that the ground was still relatively warm, and curled around himself in a loose ball, making sure to keep his sensitive underbelly shielded from the elements. Sleep came easy to him after that, the sounds of the woods helping drift into his dreams, which were constantly shifting from one subject to another. There was one reoccurring theme throughout his dreams, and that was Neyron, the dragon managing to wiggle his way into Korrin's mind as he slept. When Korrin woke the sun hadn't yet risen, and he found himself wondering why his body would wake him now.

He attempted to grasp at the pieces of his dreams that were still fresh in his mind, but the harder he tried to hold onto them; the faster they seemed to drift away. Korrin snorted at the annoyance, sure that there was something special about the dreams he had had during his sleep, but now he would never know. He listened for a moment, wondering if there was anything nearby making too much noise that may have woken him, but he couldn't hear anything. It took his sleep addled mind to figure out that was why had had awakened. Because he couldn't hear anything.

The area was eerily quiet, not a single sound besides Korrin's own breathing. He pushed his paws against the ground under himself, making some noise, just to be sure that he wasn't going mad. He heard them though, and at the same time heard something on the other side of the clearing. He quickly ducked down against the ground, his eyes searching for what could have made the noise, but from what he could tell there was nothing over there besides the trees. He turned his head from side to side, scanning his surroundings to be sure that there wasn't anything nearby.

"Hello?" Korrin called out quietly, hoping that if there was something nearby it would at least be intelligent.

He slumped his shoulders as no reply came, his head looking back over towards where he had heard the noise, but at that moment, making him jump in fright, came his reply.

"Hello" came a deep rumbling behind him, making Korrin quickly turn to see what it was.

Korrin's snout bumped into something as he was turning, sending him back a step to see what it was, and sure enough, there was a dragon standing before him. The dragon stood tall, and studied Korrin as he studied it at the same time. The dragon before him had nothing to reveal anything about it from what Korrin could see. It looked as if it cloaked itself in the shadows, its bright yellow eyes the only thing that seemed to be visible.

"I- uh, I'm sorry" Korrin said bowing his head for a moment, "I didn't know anyone was living here" he finished looking back up at the dragon before him.

"Now that you do" the dragon started, its voice strangely musical to Korrin, "What will you do?"

"I... I was just..." Korrin found it hard to control the words coming out of him, a slight frown creasing his features as he attempted to form an articulate sentence. "I guess I should... should go" Korrin managed.

"Nonsense" the dragon replied, its deep rumbling voice setting Korrin at ease. "It is dark still, you should stay"

Korrin found himself nodding, agreeing to the dragon that was still hidden in the shadows. It was dark, and who was he to turn down another's hospitality.

"Surely you don't want to stay out here though" the dragon asked, waving a paw out of the shadows to gesture to the grassy plains, "not when you can stay somewhere warmer"

Korrin watched as the paw swept out, it looked as if the shadow itself was reaching out to wave at his surroundings, and it took Korrin a moment to realise that the dragon must be a dark colour for it to be so hard to see in the darkness.

"I- yes" Korrin replied, his frown returning. It was as if his mind was unwilling to form whole sentences for him, making him struggle to get what little words out that he could manage. "Sorry, I- my- I can't seem to be able to think straight" Korrin managed.

"Its fine" came the deep reply, lifting the frown from Korrin's face with its soothing sound, "you did just wake"

Korrin just nodded his head in reply, not trusting his mouth to further make a fool of himself.

"Come now" the dragon said, walking out into the clearing, giving Korrin a better look at it, "let us talk somewhere out of the cold"

Korrin nodded again, his eyes drinking in the details of the dragon. Its scales looked as dark as midnight, its underbelly a dark grey, and all across its body, Korrin couldn't see a single thing that would give it away in the dark, besides its eyes. It looked around the same size as him, but Korrin couldn't be sure, perhaps they were just a little bit larger? He found his eyes glued to the black dragon, and couldn't seem to look away.

"Enjoying the sight?" the dragon asked, its head turning to look back at Korrin, who lowered his head in embarrassment. "Don't worry" the dragon continued, "You can continue looking if you want" they finished, the tip of their tail tracing the underside of Korrin's jaw.

Korrin continued looking at the ground, embarrassed that he had been caught staring at them. He was making a fool of himself tonight, but he decided that it was because he had woken up moments earlier, though he didn't feel tired at all. He lifted his head when he heard movement in front of him, quickly moving to catch up as he saw the dark dragon walking in front of him. Korrin was sure that if they got more than a few steps ahead of him he would lose them in the darkness of the night. He had never seen a dragon with black scales before, and found his eyes trailing along their body again.

Korrin barely noticed where they were going, stumbling or tripping over the roots of a tree several times. His eyes couldn't seem to look away from the dragon in front of him, and he was getting a good view of the fleshy orbs hanging between their legs. It seemed that their tail was flicking to the side every so often, teasing Korrin with looks under their tail, before settling back into place. Korrin wondered if perhaps this dragon would be willing to help him release some of his pent up pleasure. He wondered how smooth their balls would feel.

He frowned slightly. He hadn't ever thought that about another dragon, so why this one. He didn't know, he just found them so... alluring. His thoughts didn't have a chance to continue though, as the dragon in front of him stopped. Korrin, however, kept walking, only noticing they had stopped when his snout pushed against their tail base, the dragon looking over at Korrin.

"Sorry" Korrin managed to mumble, stepping back

Korrin thought he could see a small grin on the dragons face, but it was too dark to be sure. Korrin thought himself lucky that their tail hadn't been flicked to the side at that moment; otherwise he would feel much more embarrassed.

"You must be horribly tired" the dragon said, their voice sending a tingle down Korrin's spine, "you've been tripping and stumbling around like a hatchling"

"Yes, it's just- I-"

"Don't worry" the dragon said, a large smile on their face, "why don't you come in and rest?"

Korrin was thankful that the dragon had saved him from making himself look even more foolish. What was wrong with him? Normally Korrin was great at stalking through wooded areas, but now he was stumbling about like a fool. Korrin looked up, the first sight he had in a while that wasn't focused on the dark dragon that had been leading him, and found what looked like a very small cave in front of him. It looked as if it wouldn't even fit one dragon, let alone two, and Korrin looked up to the black dragon to make sure that he was looking at the right cave.

The dragon gave Korrin an affirmative nod, and Korrin found himself stepping forwards, not sure what to expect. Not surprisingly, Korrin wrong about the size of the cave, as it seemed to open up much more once he was inside. He heard the black dragon pad into the cave behind him, and turned his head to look at them.

"Why don't you get comfortable" the dragon said as they stepped passed Korrin, lying down against a wall.

Korrin sat down on his haunches, his eyes still locked on the black dragon.

"That doesn't look very comfortable" the dragon rumbled, amusement lightly laced in there alluring voice.

Korrin lowered himself to the ground, resting his head on his paws while he continued looking at the dragon. He found himself wondering what their paws would feel like, as they looked incredibly soft.

"Why don't you come over here" the dragon suggested, patting the ground in front of him, "It will be much warmer if we are closer together.

Korrin didn't feel cold at all, but he still found himself wiggling over towards the black dragon.

"So" the black dragon said, their tail tip brushing along Korrin's flank, "Why don't we get to know each other a little better?"

Korrin nodded, not sure what to say, feeling himself shiver against the delicate touch from the black dragons tail.

"I am Zharriel" the black dragon said, "And you look freezing, I can see you shivering. Why don't you rest your head on my chest and tell me your name?"

Korrin found himself moving before his mind could even register the words Zharriel had spoken, his body pushing against theirs as his head came to rest on their chest, gently rising and falling with their breathing.

"My name?" Korrin asked sluggishly, "My name... is Korrin" he managed, his mind struggling to pull that simple fact out of him.

Korrin felt as if something was wrong, even had he just woken his mind would be faster than this. That was as far as his thoughts could manage to get though, trailing off to nothingness after that. Korrin sighed as he breathed in the light scent on the black dragon's chest. They smelled almost otherworldly, and Korrin couldn't place the scent.

"Korrin..." Zharriel said, the name rolling from his maw, "You have a nice name Korrin"

Korrin grinned at the compliment, his tail tip flicking across the floor.

"And I must say" continued Zharriel, "That you are a very good looking dragon"

Korrin felt his tail move a little faster at this, a slight rumbling starting in his chest. He had always known that he wasn't a bad looking dragon, but to hear Zharriel compliment him by calling him good looking made him feel very proud. Korrin sighed as he felt the warmth of Zharriel seeping into him, wriggling his body a little closer to them. He looked up at them when he heard them grumbling about something, a look of slight concern crossing his features.

"Are- is something wrong?" Korrin asked, hoping that Zharriel wasn't too uncomfortable because of him.

"No, no. I'm fine" Zharriel replied, "It's just that my paws have always been a little sensitive, and it takes a while for the tension to leave them after a walk"

"I could help" Korrin said, eager to help out how he could.

"No, it's fine" Zharriel insisted, "You are my guest, you don't need to worry about me"

"Please?" Korrin whined, looking up at Zharriel.

"Well, if you wish to, then I won't hold you back" Zharriel said, his voice smoother than the scales Korrin's chin rested on.

Korrin quickly slid off of Zharriel, lying on the ground next to his belly, looking for a paw to grab hold of. Korrin wasn't sure what was happening, it was as if he was seeking to impress Zharriel, but he had given up on trying to impress others long ago. This Zharriel, they made him feel young, and Korrin idly wondered if this was perhaps what Neyron felt. Korrin's thoughts ceased as his paws gently closed over one of Zharriel's. His paw pads felt impossibly soft, and Korrin shuddered as his toes lightly sank into the soft flesh as he started rubbing along Zharriel's paw.

He heard Zharriel let out a long sigh above him, and eagerly continued his gentle massaging. He watched as Zharriel's toes splayed and grabbed at his own as they gently prodded and kneaded at Zharriel's paws.

"That feels great Korrin" Zharriel rumbled, his claws slowly flexing out of his toes.

Korrin's reply was to start rubbing along Zharriel's toes, a grind filling out his muzzle as he heard Zharriel rumbling above him. Korrin's own paws felt blocky and rough compared to Zharriel's, and he hoped that he was doing a good enough job. He continued anyway, rubbing at the spots that he knew were especially sensitive. He continued this for a few minutes, before Zharriel pulled his paw back. Korrin whined at having it taken away, looking up at Zharriel to see if he had done anything wrong. From the look on his face he appeared to have been enjoying himself though.

Korrin was relieved when they placed their other paw in front of him, and quickly grabbed it, no words needing to be spoken. Korrin marvelled at the soft texture of Zharriel's paws, wondering how they had ever become so soft. Before he knew what he was doing, Korrin found himself lifting their paw, his tongue slithering from his mouth to poke at it. It felt as if Korrin was licking at a cloud, and after hearing a pleased rumble from Zharriel he started to explore more of his paw with his tongue, licking along the paw pads, outlining them with his tongue.

Korrin soon moved up to their toes, his tongue easily slipping between them, wriggling back and forth as they attempted to grab at it with their toes. Where Korrin had expected to taste dirt or something earthy, instead he couldn't place the taste. It was like their scent, impossible for him to identify. While Korrin's thoughts swam in his head he felt Zharriel pulling his paw away, and looked up at him again.

"Why don't you come back up here?" Zharriel asked, patting at his chest with his paw, "My paws are feeling much better now"

Korrin quickly hurried back up onto them, burying his snout under their chin for a moment. He felt Zharriel wrap his paws around him in a hug, and Korrin returned as best he could, enjoying the feel of it. Korrin couldn't figure out why, but he felt strangely comfortable with Zharriel. He sighed as he pulled the rest of his body up onto Zharriel, pressing his body against him.

"You must feel a little pent up" Zharriel said, "how long has it been since you last found release?"

Korrin went to reply but Zharriel's paw pushed against his snout, stopping him from talking.

"I could help you" Zharriel continued, leaning in closer to Korrin's head, his voice filling Korrin's head with its soothing musical quality.

Korrin could already feel his member plumping up in his sheath at the words. To lay with Zharriel, it seemed as if it would be amazing. Korrin nodded his head in reply to the black dragon under him, and saw Zharriel smile down at him.

"So" Zharriel rumbled, "Why don't we get started?"

Korrin was eager to start, and could feel Zharriel's member poking at his belly already.

"We will need to change this position a little" Zharriel continued, lightly biting at Korrin's neck, making his body shudder.

Korrin reluctantly slid his body from on top of Zharriel, waiting for Zharriel to tell him what to do next. Looking back over at Zharriel, Korrin got a good look at his member. It was as dark, if not darker, than the rest of him, and Korrin assumed it was at full length already, looking roughly as large as he knew his own to be. It looked like there were ridges running along the top of it, but the way it rested against Zharriel's scales made it too hard to tell. Zharriel grinned as he saw Korrin looking at his member, and reached out a paw, running a claw along his neck and up to his chin.

"I'm sure you're aching to taste it" Zharriel said, wriggling his hips a little, making his member sway and bob.

Korrin attempted to form a reply, but after opening and closing his mouth a few times, only to have no sound come out, he just nodded his head quickly stepping forward. He wasted no time, pushing his nose down to the base of Zharriel's member, shoving it tightly against his sheath, before pushing his wet tongue against the dark member, pulling his head back until he had licked from the base to the head. He noticed something strange here, and that was that there didn't seem to be a knot on Zharriel's member. He found this strange, as he had never known a dragon not to have one, excluding the sea dragons of course.

He didn't let his thoughts slow him though, and soon his tongue was wrapping around Zharriel's member, pulsing and squeezing as it ran up and down its length, playing across the ridges that he had discovered were, in fact, there. Zharriel was oddly quiet throughout Korrin's efforts, and Korrin was worried that he wasn't taking pleasure from it, renewing his efforts. He closed his maw around the member, tilting his head so that it pushed and prodded against his soft cheeks and tongue as he bobbed his head, his saliva quickly coating in.

Korrin's own hardness forgotten, aching between his legs as he continued pleasing Zharriel, who's breathing seemed to be quickening. Korrin felt pleased at this, knowing that they must be taking at least some pleasure from it. He felt Zharriel's paw grab hold of one of his back legs, but ignored it, until it started tugging against it. Korrin pulled his head up off the member, looking back to see if anything was wrong.

"I was just helping you get a little more comfortable" Zharriel said, dragging Korrin's back leg towards him, making the other hop along next to it.

Korrin kept watching as best he could, feeling his leg being pulled up before being set down on the other side of Zharriel. He lifted the other to follow it, but was stopped by Zharriel.

"Why don't you lie down?" Zharriel offered, and Korrin was quick to comply, his member pressing against Zharriel's warm chest scales.

Korrin went back to work after that, pulling Zharriel's member back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, letting Zharriel's other worldly musk fill his nose. He was only just starting to notice the exotic taste filling his mouth, and he wasn't surprised when he couldn't place it. He overly enjoyed it though, letting out a content rumble as he continued sucking and licking. He could feel Zharriel's paws roaming around over his rear, and gave it a little wiggle, hoping that Zharriel would enjoy it.

Korrin felt a sudden coldness against the base of his tail, and barely managed to hold back a surprised yelp. It didn't take him long to realise that the coldness was Zharriel's nose, which quickly pushed against Korrin's tailhole, drawing in his scent deeply. Korrin wasn't used to attention being focussed on him there, and felt shivers run up and down his body. Zharriel wasn't just planning on sniffing around though, as Korrin soon found out when their tongue started lapping along the rim of his tailhole, making him groan around the member in his mouth.

Zharriel only licked him a few times, before pulling his snout back, leaving Korrin panting around his member.

"I think it's time we moved things along" Zharriel said, his voice thick with something that Korrin couldn't describe.

He felt Zharriel's paws roughly squeeze his rear before he started rolling over. Korrin had to act quickly to not be pulled under him, and quickly jumped to the side as Zharriel started to stand up. He could see Zharriel's member dripping with saliva now, rubbing against his belly.

"I think you'll be more comfortable if you turn around" Zharriel said, padding over to Korrin.

Korrin, not understanding what that position would mean, did so eagerly, waiting for Zharriel to tell him what to do next. There were no words telling him what to do though, and the next sensation he had was of Zharriel's weight pressing down on his back.

"W- Wait, I- no" Korrin said, stumbling with his words as he realised what was about to happen.

"Shhh, it will be fine" promised Zharriel, licking slowly between Korrin's shoulder blades, nipping at his wing base gently.

"I- I've never-" Korrin started, only to be cut off by Zharriel.

"It will feel good, I promise" Zharriel rumbled, his hips nudging forwards, sending his overly slick member sliding along Korrin's thigh.

"N- no I- I'll just keep licking you" Korrin said, trying to step forwards, panicking slightly, only to be held back by Zharriel's paws wrapping around his belly.

"Don't you want to feel the pleasure I am offering?" Zharriel asked, sounding hurt.

"No- I mean, yes but-"

"Then why don't we continue?" Zharriel asked, his voice filling Korrin's head beyond what sound should have been able to do.

Korrin was quiet for a few moments, the only sound Zharriel's long licks along his back.

"Alright" Korrin said, sounding extremely unconfident, "just, please go- be careful"

There was a rumble of approval from Zharriel, the tip of his member quickly finding Korrin's waiting tailhole, pressing against it lightly.

"Relax" Zharriel said, "You will enjoy this"

Korrin barely had time to relax though, as he felt Zharriel's member slowly, but surely, pushing into him, making him stretch to fit around it. Korrin let out a quiet whimper, feeling pain at being forced open.

"W- Wait!" Korrin called out, "I- I changed my mind"

"Just relax" came his reply, like a whisper coming from all directions.

Korrin gritted his teeth together and scrunched his eyes shut as Zharriel pushed further into him. Zharriel continued steadily pushing forwards, sinking more and more of his member into Korrin's tight rear. By the time Zharriel's hips finally made contact with Korrin's Korrin was groaning loudly in discomfort, his claws pressing into the hard stone beneath him. Zharriel's slow licking had continued, and Korrin had found a little comfort in that, focussing on the sensations of the tongue running across his back and neck.

"Just a little more to go" promised Zharriel, rubbing his snout against Korrin's to try and get him to relax.

Korrin frowned at that, he could already feel Zharriel's hips against his own, so how could there be more? His answer came quickly, as he felt himself slowly stretching wider around Zharriel's member. His eyes went wide as he realised that Zharriel wasn't fully erect yet, his heart rapidly beating in his chest as panic started to claim him again.

"No, no, no. It's too much!" Korrin said, raking his claws along the ground as he tried to pull forwards, only to be held in place by Zharriel.

"Everything will be fine" Zharriel said in a soft voice, trying to contain himself as he felt Korrin's walls tightly pressing around his expanding member.

"No, it won't!" Korrin replied, "I'm too full, it's too much!" Korrin continued, his claws digging deep ruts into the stone under him.

"You need to relax" Zharriel said, "You will feel the pleasure soon"

Korrin felt slightly calmed by Zharriel's words, but panic was still lacing through his body. He felt like if this continued for much longer he would be torn in half.

"AH!" Korrin cried out, the member inside him feeling half again as wide as when it had first entered him, and nearly a full third longer. "It's too much! Let me go!" Korrin demanded.

"It's fine, that's as large as I'm going to get" Zharriel promised, "and I won't force you to take my knot"

Korrin tried to slow his breathing, Zharriel had said it wouldn't get any larger; he just had to try and relax. Zharriel started pulling his hips back, but Korrin cried out again.

"J- Just wait a moment!" Korrin said, his teeth grinding together hard enough to cause him pain.

Zharriel stopped pulling back, focussing his licking on the side of Korrin's neck while he waited for him to adjust. In all honesty, Zharriel had thought that Korrin was a female when he had first seen him, and had only realised otherwise after he had approached him. By then he was too determined to let him go, which led to this situation. He was surprised at how tight Korrin was, most males having taking another just to experiment. But here was Korrin, taking Zharriel, who by no means was small, as his first.

Korrin was panting as he waited until the pain in his rear dimmed down a little, before telling Zharriel that he could start moving, asking him to go slow. Zharriel listened to Korrin; trying to take things slow, but with how tight Korrin was he doubted that he could last long with such a slow pace, especially with Korrin clenching around him.

"You need to relax Korrin" Zharriel said, trying to help him.

"I- I know, it's just- ah! Just a bit painful" Korrin replied, grunting in pain afterwards as Zharriel continued pulling back.

Zharriel had finally pulled back until just his tip was inside, and he slowly started to push in again, pleased that Korrin seemed to be taking it much better now. Zharriel managed to hilt himself inside Korrin again, his member throbbing as it unleashed a liberal amount of pre inside him, which would, thankfully, help things go much smoother. Korrin had managed to dial his grunts of pain down, though he still felt no pleasure, his claws still sitting in deep cuts in the stone. He could feel every inch of Zharriel's member inside him, and he was being sure to try and keep his muscles relaxed, though that was no easy feat for him.

He had been in fights less painful than this, and he hoped that the pleasure he was promised would arrive soon. He felt his mind drifting to Neyron as he Zharriel continued his extremely slow thrusting. He wondered how Neyron was able to submit himself so easily to other dragons. Did he feel none of this pain? Korrin's mind quickly snapped back to reality as he felt a larger part at the base of Zharriel's member push against his tail hole. He reflexively clenched his muscles, trying to deny it access, but that drew a sharp hiss from Zharriel, as well as a quick thrust forwards, sinking his barely formed knot into Korrin.

Korrin cried out as he felt the bulge push into him, his muscles tensing up.

"Korrin" grunted Zharriel, his voice clearly straining, "If you don't relax I will be locked inside you, and I think that will be very painful for you"

Korrin tried to relax again, but Zharriel's member throbbed again inside him, filling him with more pre and making him clench down harder. Zharriel grunted on top of him and Korrin could feel there knot swell slightly inside him.

"No, no" Korrin started, panicking again, "You need to pull it out"

"I can't until you relax" Zharriel said through clenched teeth.

"Please!" Korrin begged, "I- I can't, you need to just pull it out!"

Korrin's voice was rising in volume, his breathing coming fast and uneven. He tried pulling his hips away from Zharriel, but the knot pained him too much to try and pull against.

"Just relax Korrin" Zharriel said, his voice soft.

Korrin found himself relaxing slightly at that, and before he could even think he felt Zharriel pull back, very hard, and Korrin cried out, whimpering as the half hard knot slipped out of him. Korrin lowered his head to the ground, his breath coming heavy through clenched teeth. Zharriel was licking along his jaw, but Korrin could only feel the sharp pain in his rear. Eventually the pain began to subside and Korrin decided that he had gone through too much to stop now.

"P- Please" Korrin asked, "Keep going"

Zharriel did, his hips slowly moving back and forth, and Korrin was glad that there was nearly no pain from it. Soon after he began to feel slight tingles run through his body, and after Zharriel pushed into him again he let out a gasp. He was finally starting to feel miniscule amounts of pleasure from it, but from what he had just felt, he wanted more. Korrin eagerly pushed back against Zharriel's next thrust, feeling his member reach deep inside him, sending electric pulses rushing through his body.

Zharriel, taking this as a signal, began to move his hips faster, sighing as Korrin finally seemed to be enjoying himself. His thrusts were able to pick up to what he considered a slow pace, but Korrin was slowly, but surely, relaxing himself more and more. Korrin started lowering his chest to the floor, letting Zharriel push into him at a different angle, and let out a quiet moan at the feeling. Zharriel adjusted his grip on Korrin, and after hearing him moan, started thrusting faster, finally able to enjoy himself.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Zharriel asked, a small grin spreading across his muzzle.

"Y- Yes" Korrin mumbled back between thrusts, "You c- can go fas- faster" he continued, doing his best to push back into Zharriel's thrusts.

Pleasure was coursing through him with every thrust now, as if there was a switch inside him that Zharriel was hitting that sent pleasure across his body. Zharriel was more than happy to pick up his pace, getting a solid rhythm going as he started pounding into Korrin. Korrin's own member was now throbbing beneath him, sending jets of pre across his chest every so often, and he wondered if he would be able to climax just from Zharriel inside him. Zharriel's thrusts were coming harder now, rocking Korrin's hips, and he felt his knot slowly expanding outside Korrin's tailhole. He had to try very hard not to just slam into Korrin's constricting rear and let his knot lock them together.

He had promised Korrin that he wouldn't though, and held back as much as he could. Korrin was a panting heap beneath him now, and Zharriel grinned at the thought of Korrin bending over for him. Zharriel felt his pleasure rising as Korrin's silky depths squeezed around his member, and knew that he would reach his peak soon. He didn't have to hold back his thrusts anymore, his knot simply too large to be able to enter Korrin's tailhole, instead just ramming against it. Zharriel's thrusts started to lose their rhythm, and Korrin had been on top of enough dragons to know what that meant.

Korrin reached a paw back under him, wrapping it tightly around his own member as Zharriel's thrusts rocked his whole body back and forth along the ground. He started stroking up and down his length, hoping to be able to find his release at the same time as Zharriel. It wouldn't be difficult, with his paw quickly becoming slick from the large amounts of pre leaking from his member, and the lewd sounds of Zharriel's hips smacking wetly against his own helping to drive his pleasure higher. He was groaning beneath Zharriel now, clenching his muscles around the overly large invading member inside him, feeling pleasure even from the slight pain that erupted every time Zharriel's knot tried to push into him.

He briefly wondered what it would feel like to have that knot wedged inside him, but knew that it would be more pain than pleasure from the size of it. Zharriel's knot was easily twice as wide as his member now, and Korrin doubted there was a dragon large enough to be able to escape being tied by it. Korrin was, luckily enough, small enough. Or, tight enough, at least, that Zharriel's knot was denied entrance, and he was glad for that, even though he felt a strange wanting to have it inside him.

The thought of Zharriel's knot rammed inside him sent Korrin over the edge, his seed shooting out and splashing against his chest as his tongue flopped out of his mouth, leaving him with a stupid look of bliss on his face as Zharriel continued to thrust into him above him. Zharriel was breathing rapidly now, his hips slamming back and forth as fast as they could manage, berrying his member deep into Korrin with each thrust. He felt Korrin suddenly clench down around him, the tightness almost unbearable, and felt his balls drawing up against his body.

He slammed his hips forwards a few more times, before latching onto the base of one Korrin's wings, growling his pleasure as he slammed his hips against Korrin's, pushing forwards with all the force he could manage with one last thrust, a desperate attempt to get his knot inside the hot confines that held his member. Korrin yowled in mixed pleasure and pain as he felt Zharriel's knot pushing against him, spreading him open wide as it attempted to push into him. Korrin thought about pushing back against Zharriel, to help sink the massive bulge that was pushing against him, but even in his pleasure racked mind he knew that it would be a bad idea.

He clenched down with his muscles as hard as he could, and cried out as Zharriel pushed forwards even harder. Korrin was lucky that Zharriel found himself releasing, because he was sure that he wouldn't have lasted much longer against the pressure pushing against him. Korrin felt warmth blossom inside him, shooting throughout his insides in rough bursts. He moaned loudly under Zharriel as he felt himself releasing again, covering his chest and paw in more seed, his muscles working on milking Zharriel for everything he had.

Zharriel pulled out early though, his member still pumping out copious amounts of seed as he stepped back, his jaws releasing Korrin's wing as he started panting. Korrin's lower half slumped to the ground, his chest heaving as Zharriel's member continued unloading above him, covering his back rear in seed even as it trickled out of his abused tailhole. He closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of Zharriel's seed running over him, only to feel Zharriel's body press up against his own. Korrin opened his eyes, seeing Zharriel lying down in front of him, his member still weakly releasing its load as he drew Korrin into his arms.

Korrin rested his head against Zharriel's chest, unable to smell his scent, only able to draw in the thick musk of his seed. Zharriel had a menacing grin on his face as he wrapped his paws around Korrin, pulling him against his body.

"I told you that you would enjoy it" Zharriel said, his voice low and full of that musical quality.

Korrin just rumbled in reply, licking at Zharriel's chest a few times.

"Rest for now, and prepare for what comes next" Zharriel rumbled, rubbing his snout against the back of Korrin's neck.

"What comes next?" Korrin asked, repeating Zharriel with a look of confusion on his face.

"You will learn to take the knot" Zharriel replied, savouring the shudder that ran through Korrin's body.