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"Are we there yet, dear one?"

"Well, more or less, I can feel the water already, yes."

The pair of large dragons were leading their family behind them, the whole bunch more than glad to get out of the lair for once and enjoy some time in the outdoors.

Their hatchlings had gotten too used to the warmth and safety of their lair and, to be honest, had gotten lazy and Shihka had a feeling she could spark their interest in nature by leading to one of the most popular places for both the young and old - the Oltroh Vally lake.

The male, padding next to her, took a deep breath and let out a sigh of approval, they were indeed here, and by the sounds of things their little one's had noticed the scent of humidity and other dragonkind as well. The blue scaled dragon and his red scaled mate stooped to look around a little as they neared the edge of the absolutely huge lake, it was large indeed, but even so, considering the amount of other dragons visiting it it would be problematic to find a secluded spot.

The dragoness gave a silent sigh as she looked around hopefuly one more time and then nodded and turned to their followers, five hatchlings who now seemed to be more interested to see who can push who into the wet sand beneeth.

"Now now...behave, my little ones...we will seek out a calmer spot for us, then you can all enjoy the water, I hope you will not destroy this side of Hehro while we are gone, am I right?"

She asked with a chuckle as he turned her head to her mate and gave the slightly larger male's neck a soft lick as to tell him to follow, and in return she got a soft nip to the nose.

"They are old enough to fend for themselves, Issha, now let's go, I see another family who are about to leave, maybe we can settle down there..."

And with a nod the two of them padded off, leaving their wee ones bickering with one another, the louder ones seemed to be a lovely dark blue scaled male and a rosy red hued female. They were around three feet tall, quite grown, they already had lost most of their hatchling pudgyness and their personalities had long developed, the blue scaled male was more or less the bossy one and took after his father a lot, even his appetite...

Just like the little dragoness, growling at him took after her mother, and even exceeded her by having an exceptionally curvy belly.

"...am not fat! I told you...I am not fat, I am simply softer than you!"

The young male looked at her with a truly amused expression and gave a giggle of his own.

_"Tell that while you pounce our supper. You do know our parents are the first to take a bite...No wonder they wish you to be the first to leave the lair when we mature."

"Nu uh..."

"Uhu..huhuh!"_

In the meantime next to them sat two perfectly identical white dragons, one was a male and the other was a female, sitting side-by-side they shared the warmth and did not seem too happy about this whole idea

_"I hate the water..."

"I hate the water..."_

They said in perfect unison and made the two arguers pause for a moment to look around....someone was not here.

"Where did that darkling bugger off to again...he is even more troublesome than you are, sister."

The blue scaled dragon looked around carefully, knowing he had seen Zal only a moment ago.

"I think..." "He said..." "Something..." "About exploring..."

Said the twins once more as this time they were covering the other's side with a white wing, shivering some even tho the sun had hidden behind a cloud for a moment. Quite fragile they were.

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"Mhhh...the sand feels much better here..."

The young dragon murmured to himself as he moved along the shoreline, the sidestepping the occasional pebble or wave, seeming to move so very lithe and always seemed to leave just a bit of black mist behind him. The pure black scaled dragon was just a little smaller than his adoptive relatives, his eyes pure yellow and the yellow and green frill, that ran down his neck gave a noticeable contrast to the rest of his body even as his wings were tucked back and folded neatly and masked it a little.

A shadowbrood was indeed an unusual sight for more than a few eons now, but only a few elders knew of what they were, even Zalmaron himself did not know. And he, just like everyone else, care free, was now enjoying the heat of the sun shining down on him, making him close his eyes in delight and rumble a little, before he saw something red with the corner of his eye.

Not too far from the shore, under the shadow of a thick trea sat an old looking dragoness, her eyes framed by silver glasses, shaping her snout perfectly, before her a clean, neat and red pillow upon which a book lay. But even as her tail propped up her muzzle, her dark eyes seemed to track the little shadowdragon's movement.

Once the wind blew from his direction he saw her expression change from a thoughtful to a surprised one and her muzzle lifted some, her fangs revealed as her lips pulled back in a draconic smile and he gave a motion for him to come closer.

Zal only blinked a little confused, but he knew better than to disrespect an elder by not following her order and he instantly made his way towards the much larger frame, as he got closer he would see the few chains of gold decorating her wingclaws, a piercing of solver here and there and a lovely decoration of the smallest and finest gold chaining decorated her curved horns, making her look quite attractive...aged to perfection even.

The older dragons got the more they seemed to appeal to Zal, they seemed to soak up all what life had to offer so well, be it knowledge or grace, and by the scent that he picked up from her, she was quite experienced...on many levels.

As soon as he was close enough he sat on his haunches and bowed his head slowly and low, a sign of uttermost respect to the elder, something he had learned to do from way back. And soon enough she returned the greeting with a small nod of her head before she once again gave him that smile.

"My my....it has been so long since I have seen my son...I still remember the day he stormed out of my lair with his ambitions to find a mate and a home of his own...I never would have thought he would also have such a large offspring and still adopt one as well...he always had a good heart, my son."

She spoke in a melodic tone, soft and it almost felt like the touch of earth, and the small vibrations he felt as she spoke seemed to relax him.

"I..."

He began to speak but she lifted her paw, this time her gaze was that of curiosity, with a wave of her paw the book closed and vanished, and her paw moved down, half his size, plucking him by the nape of his neck and set him on the pillow instead. Rumbling in delight almost as if she was eying a particularly tasty meal.

"Shush now, little one...let me have a closer look at what has my son brought with him this day...a healthy whelp indeed."

She whispered to herself and leaned down to press her much larger muzzle to his own, allowing him to feel the warmth of her lips and look into her eyes. He did not dare to do so, looking down, but a warm and quite a large tongue licked over his chin, making him look up into the motherly gaze.

"Indeed...and much more than one would see....you have a potential, little one, I can see it in your eyes..."

She murmured and rested down on all fours, using one paw to move the pillow between her forepaws, wrapping her large tail round them both to allow him to rest against it, her tongue still grooming him slowly, over his paws, his side, belly, chest, muzzle, she kept her silence for some time, before her tongue moved over his own lips, parting his maw some and the tip slipped inside and she gave a surprised rumble as three tongues found it necessary to wrap around it as it trying to stop it. She half-lidded her eyes some and grinned.

"Hatchling....are you denying me...?"

She asked quietly and by the looks of things the little dragon before her would pale if he could do so.

"I thought so...you know...your fathers childhood was one of the best for him I could give..."

She renewed her talking, her tongue now wandering lower to lick over the little dragon's tailbase, her experienced tongue would quickly make the hatclhing squirm under it's attentions and it only made her purr sweetly.

"Indeed...indeed...much like you he sat before me, his mother, one who tends to his every need, his ...every...need"

She repeated to herself as her tongue flicked over that well hidden slit, squirming against it, making him close his eyes in bliss as he let his arousal overtake his senses...he didn't even notice her large wings had covered them both from sight, many dragons did so to simply take a moment to allow their bodies to cool off.

But her body only was growing hotter, he could feel it even if his mind was too preoccupied as the tip of his length began to emerge for the much older dragoness, her tongue retreating and her maw remained open, bathing the hatchling's need in her hot and humid breath.

As more and more emerged, she could see every ridge of that wonderfully crafted length, the underside had series of firm and small, almost sharp ridges, while at the sides, near the baste, two fat ridges lay, much more meaty, fleshy and thick, almost like a knot.

She licked along her fangs as she saw this and murmured to herself.

"Well now...this is a lovely sight, little one....you seem to have something in-common with your adoptive father..blood relative or not."

The older dragoness then moved her muzzle closer to press her nosetip to his belly, her chin resting on his tail, her muzzle still parted to allow his length to be bathed in the hot breath of her body, her eyes closing as he felt him tense some. She could feel he was no virgin...which surprised her to no end, but even he had never been with someone so skilled at pleasing.

She smirked and let her tongue wrap around the base of her little dragon's shaft and her lips sealed around it and she gave one, strong suck and it was all that Zal needed, even as her claw was pressed to his muzzle, he still writhed as that familliar feeling of heat pumped through his length teased his senses, but at the meantime, the dragoness seemed amazed...

Her mouth was filling...the seed was thick and fresh but he just kept comming. She  snorted some as she had to pull off, dragging her lips over to the tip to keep all of the already released seed inside and gave a gulp, five more thick spurts landed over her muzzle, which she delightfully licked off and even so much as hitting her framed glasses, making her rumble out in mild annoyance.

The little dragon was panting weakly, his shaft now soaked with the little trickle of seed that still was coming from the tip as well as the dragonesses saliva.

He gasped a little as he felt those lips seal around his length, now a little too sensetive, cleaning up in one movement, his crotch scales would be next and soon enough the only mess was on the elder dragonesses muzzle, her claw removing the glasses for her to beam down on him with a wide grin.

"Little one...you surprise me even more...I may have had underestimated you a little...know this, however....I will send someone after you when I will think about what happened today...and then we will meet again."

She murmured to him and once more, slowly trailed her tongue over her own nosetip, cleaning it all perfectly, a delightful expression on her muzzle as she did.

"Now return to your family, my youngling, but I say goodbye for only a little while...know that. Now leave me be."

Zal, finaly being able to think straight gave a silent grunt as his length was still quite hard, the dragoness had only touched the tip of the iceberg that was his stamina, but he still knew better to question her.

A soft nod was given and he bowed his head even lower than he did before and began to move back, looking out between her wings, noticing none had paid any attention to the sounds or scents of the little sibling meeting.

A claw on his tail stopped him for a moment and she spoke once more

"Oh..and another thing, little one, next time you will have to earn this honor..."

With that she lifted her wings and stretched out happily, a few popping sounds could be heard and with a small wink she placed her spectacles back on her lovely snout, watching as the little dragon made his way back toward the other side of the lake, his arousal having had subsided by now, and the few looks back he made couldn't amuse her more.