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"THERE HE GOES!" The hunter bellowed, the voice rang across the sky as the dragon erupted from the forest, driven on by the snap of arrows.

Falcon's eyes rolled back at the hunters on the ground, his tongue hanging out as he surged up into the sky, his wings beating higher and higher to get away as the gryphon-riders took to wing behind him hot on his tail. His wings were shaking slightly with exhaustion as he swung about he flared his nostrils open wide, his tail snapping back and forth as arrows whistled around him, nearly striking him. He could feel his chest burning as he gulped down breath after breath, terrified as four men followed hot on his trail. The lighter gryphons were able to take to wing faster than he could, they were chasing his tail closely as the horns blasted to call that he'd been sighted so that others could rally around him.

He didn't know how he'd missed the men moving into his territory. They had come in the night while he had been sleeping, knowing where his cave lay with disturbing accuracy. It was only luck that had kept him alive. He'd come awake early, intending to fish in the bay for the running tuna, unusual for him when he preferred to sleep long into the day and rise only when the sun was high enough to warm his scales. They had surrounded the front of his cave and approached with wicked hook spears meant to sink into his flesh and hold so they could bring him down. The only thing that saved him was the fact he had built his lair with an escape tunnel to be used in case of cave in, but that hadn't meant he was free, not when the damned men had gryphons to follow him the moment he'd erupted into the forest.

He spread his wings wide, flinging the air down onto the ground as he spun to one side, hearing the whistle of arrows sweep over him. How had they found him? He hadn't bothered any of the villages, he hadn't even let himself be seen in recent years. He spent most of his days on the shore of the ocean, hunting only venison and fish to feed himself, he hadn't destroyed anything the humans had created. It wasn't fair! He hadn't earned this treatment. There was no real reason why he should be treated this way, but his thoughts and confusion had no time to linger as he tried to escape the worst of the arrow fire, throwing himself higher in the air to try and evade the gryphons and the men that rode them.

_Damnit..._He swung his head back and saw one of the men with a spear lunging up behind him with deadly intent.

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The emerald scaled dragon twisted his wings, rolling in midair with a little swing of his tail, surging higher into the air beat by beat. The cold air ran along his muzzle, stinging his nostrils as he left the hunters behind him. The gryphons couldn't rise so high in the air as quickly as he could, they had to circle. He snarled out a sound of victory and set his eyes on the ocean as he continued his climb. He'd make it to the ocean, he'd be safe there. The gryphon's couldn't swim there and he could simply dive and hold his breath long enough to get away from them. All his days of hunting in the rolling waves were going to pay off, he could get away and he'd move his lair. He'd have to find an area farther away from the destructive monsters. Perhaps he'd go to the mountains where he knew the hunters avoided due to lack of easy access. That's where he'd flee too, he could worry about his few possessions later.

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He began to speed towards the mountains, constantly rising in the air to keep the gryphons and hunters below him. He didn't see the hunter above him, not until there was a flash of a shadow that swept over him. Falcon flipped over in mid-air as deftly as he could, snarling angrily before the golden feathers hit him and there was a stab of raw pain running against his side. He screamed out as the spear sank home right against his side, his wing folded immediately as it struck deep. The dragon whipped his tail down, cracking it against the gryphon as he fell towards the earth, his good wing pumping to try and keep himself aloft. He twisted and contorted, leaving a hot trail of blood behind him before the trees rushed up to meet him.

Falcon did the only thing he could to protect himself, he dropped his wings to his sides and formed a ball, tucking his head down against his chest and stomach to keep it hidden while his tail twisted up and over his head. It was the way he'd been taught to fall when he'd been fledging, something that was supposed to protect his vital organs from a sudden plummet. It didn't mean it wouldn't hurt, not with the wound in his side, but as he crashed through the trees he kept himself braced as best that he could. It didn't work, not the way he planned it, he hit the trees, the sting of them making him want to struggle to get away, but he resisted the urge and made his muscles go limp.

The crack pain erupted over him sharp enough that he let out a choked scream, the wound on his side made him feel the burning ache spread down the length of his body. The world went black, he couldn't think, couldn't see, there was only darkness and the knowledge that he couldn't stay down. His addled mind was slowed down to a crawl as he tried to struggle back up, his tail lashing through the bushes, but the moment he got his legs beneath him he felt his foreleg crumble with a red hot stab of agony. Falcon dropped back down, flailing in the underbrush, his vision starting to go grey as he wheezed out in a panic.

"Shh... stay down." The hissed words came with a paw that shoved down against his shoulder, pushing down firmly, holding him in the bushes.

Falcon was already slipping away, his vision being swallowed down so all he saw was the shadow of a draconic head swinging over him, swaying back and forth slightly as it seemed to be studying him. He didn't get a close look at the creature, only a bare glimmer before the darkness swallowed him down, relieving him of his agony.

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Valerian folded his wings against his back as he landed outside of his home, his head tipped back to make sure that the hunters hadn't followed him. The sky was empty of gryphons which let him let out a sigh of relief that they hadn't followed him past the cloud cover. He had banked on his blue scaling to make sure he was harder to see against the sky, but there was always the chance these ones would be smarter than the rest. It was starting to get dangerous for him, nearly time to move on, but now he was trapped here by a guest that had fallen unexpectedly at his front door. He gave his head a little shake back and forth as he nosed the vines away from the opening to his cave and wrinkled his nose back at the scent of blood on the air.

The emerald green dragon was still passed out, the red webbing of his wings a splash of color against the backdrop of the pale wall. He had fallen hard enough to snap a foreleg, something that had taken time to brace and bandage to the point that he would walk on it when he finally came around. The leg would repair itself easily, but the wound on his side was more problematic. It was red and angry looking, the poison on the hunter's spear had driven it in deep, which meant it would take time before it was able to work its way out. Time that they did not have, not when the men were starting to use the jungle as their own private hunting reserve. He didn't even know the stranger, but now he was trapped here to try and give the other dragon time to heal and a chance to flee with his life.

The blue drake tipped his head forward lightly and sniffed the other male, wrinkling his nose back at the scent of herbs and medications that were thick on the air. He'd done his best to make a poultice to draw out the poison that was running through the other dragon's veins, but it would take time to work. In that time, the hunters had begun to try and find their prize. Each day they were coming closer and he lured them away very like a mother bird protecting a lone chick. It had taken time, but he was starting to get them turned around, they were busy chasing shadows instead of hunting down his well hidden lair. Valerian was nothing if not adept at being sly, but he hoped that soon he'd be able to flee towards the mountains and away from the hunters.

"Rrrrrrr...." The growl came with a twitch of a paw, the red and green drake stirring, his horns scoring a line against the ground as the stranger tried to strike out with his hind paws. "Gerrrway..."

"You're hurt." Valerian murmured soothingly, stepping back away from the talons as the green lips peeled back to show sharp white teeth. "Please, don't move, you might do further damage to yourself."

"Got... to.... they're coming.." The stranger choked out, bright brown eyes opening in a panic, the pupils dilated.

He wasn't seeing much, the poison was still too heavy in his blood and it was obvious that the fever was affecting him as he still thrashed and trid to get up. He wasn't seeing anything as he rolled onto his white scaled stomach, his jaws parted as his tongue tip hung out and panted shallowly. The brilliant eyes caught the light as he swung his head back and forth, snarling and hissing out a warning when Valerian tried to approach him. The blue drake folded his wings tight to his back, trying to look smaller and less threatening while the green head swayed back and forth on an arched neck. The eyes were blind looking as they rolled around wildly, the tongue just barely showing from between the parted lips as the sides heaved in short panicked pants. He was still caught in the terror from falling injured from the sky.

"Easy, you're alright. You are safe in my lair." Valerian thrummed the words soothingly, attempting to make himself even smaller.

"Your lair?" The green slurred out and swung his head around, not seeming to see where he really was.

"Yes, that's right. You're safe here, I've tended your wounds." He answered, but it was already too late, he could see the green's head sinking back down towards the ground.

He didn't expect the drake to stay up that long, not with as badly off as he was at the moment. He let out a breath and gave his head a slow shake back and forth, watching as the male's jaws part as he began to breathe in small snoring sounds. He had woken up, there was that at least. When the poison worked itself out of his system he'd be better off. In a few days, maybe not even that long, soon enough he'd be doing well enough to travel even with a broken leg. Valerian would just have to be patient, even if it were hard.

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Falcon hobbled on three legs unsteadily in the small confines of Valerian's lair, doing his best to keep his balance as he just used the very tip of his forepaw to help keep himself balanced. It wasn't graceful, but at least it got him moving as he ignored the faint pang in his side as he did so. It had been a week since he'd been rescued and thing shad not improved his mood by the fact he was entirely dependent on the blue drake for even the smallest things. He couldn't leave the lair alone, he was too weak to protect himself and that meant he had to have a guardian. He felt like a hatchling again and it did not improve his mood as things continued to progress for him at a snails pace. He railed against his inability to actually take care of himself.

Valerian sighed from his reclined position against the wall, but didn't say anything when Falcon dropped his forepaw all the way down and tried to use it to walk on lightly to test how well it was healing. The green drake resisted the urge to snarl a response, and instead carefully began to walk the length of the cave, feeling a stab of pain each time he tried to put weight down on his leg. He parted his wings instinctively to be ready to try and take some of his weight from the injury by flapping them, even though he couldn't hope to spread his wings in the small cavern without smacking into his host and rescuer.

"You're going to do more damage." Valerian finally said, unable to help interjecting the comment as Falcon hissed in pain.

"The hunters will do more damage to me than this." Falcon retorted shortly and cast a look over at the watching blue dragon. "You told me yourself that they're still in the area."

"They're not anywhere near us. I've led them away." Valerian responded and tilted his head to one side. "Your fever has just broken, why not take your time to heal? When your leg is healed a bit more we can head towards the mountains."

"They'll still come back." Falcon flinched at the fear in his voice, struggling to control it with a shake of his head. "We should leave now, I can fly easily enough and that's all I need are my wings."

"Not when you have to land." Valerian stretched himself, the handsome sapphire blue dragon uncurling his tail a little bit. "Come now, don't be silly, we are safe here. If they came I could lead them away easily enough. I'm not a big green and red target, after all."

The last was a gentle tease that made Falcon snort in amusement, but it mollified him despite the humiliation that he was being forced to become so helpless. There was no doubt in his mind that Valerian would be able to launch himself into the air to protect him. He'd already seen him do it twice and it was certainly true that he knew how to keep himself from getting caught. His blue coloring helped hide him in the sky the way Falcon's own bold coloring had not. It didn't mean he had to enjoy the fact the blue was putting himself into danger to protect him while he healed.

He sighed and dropped himself down onto his stomach, careful of his still healing side, his tail tip lashing back and forth while he let out a soft sigh. It'd be another week at least before he could put enough weight on his leg that he'd be able to risk fleeing to the mountains with his new found friend. It seemed like an eternity was going to pass before that happened, which was made all the more frustrating by the fact the small cavern gave neither of them any real privacy from one another. Valerian was a generous host and never acted as if he were annoyed at the company. He was friendly and caring, going out of his way to bring back food for him, making sure that there were herbs to heal him and consistently kept him safe in the small area. He had even given up his own polished bed for his uninvited guest, instead sleeping on the rougher portions of the cave.

"I am not a very good patient." He admitted, sighing a little bit. "I've never been hunted before. It is not an easy feeling."

"No, but soon enough you can find a new home in the mountains. The men don't hunt there, it's too cold and far too inhospitable for the gryphons." Valerian tipped his head to one side as he spoke. "You're healing quicker than I would have given you credit for when I found you, you know."

"Thank you for that." Falcon said with warmth in his voice. "You didn't have any reason to risk yourself for me."

"Ahh well..." Valerian answered, stretching his toes out lightly. "There aren't too many of us around anymore, be a shame to miss out on a bit of congenial company."

The way he spoke was innocent enough, but there was some real warmth in the tone that made Falcon cast him a bit of a look. There were few dragons in this part of the world, most of them had moved on and those that remained were typically kept to themselves as a matter of course. He was nearly twenty miles outside of his home territory and he had never even met the other drake. It was strange, they had been neighbors for so long and never bothered to exchange words. It was clear the blue was lonely in his own way, happy for company, not that Falcon didn't feel the same way at times. If it weren't for the confined quarters and hunters he would have actually enjoyed himself. He'd never had anyone to talk to like this, the easy chatter that marked their conversations made it feel as if he'd always known the other dragon.

He sighed and yawned a little bit, curling his tongue as he tried to put away the ill at ease realization that their friendship couldn't continue. He actively kept away from other dragons, not because he didn't wish to socialize with them, but because it was risky when it could be easy to reveal his secret. It wasn't unheard of for there to be drakes that exhibited sexual characteristics that were female, but it certainly wasn't accepted by other drakes. Dragons that carried both genders were traditionally driven out to live on their own, while Falcon preferred to make that choice for himself early on in his life rather than have it forced upon him. The longer he was trapped here with the other male, the more likely it would be that Valerian would figure out that he wasn't precisely the drake he appeared to be. Injured, he had no hope of making a stand against the other male, especially if he was driven out suddenly into a world filled with hunters eager for a chance at his hide.

And he had no doubt that he would eventually be found out, a wrong twitch of the tail, the wrong scent, something would tip him off and then he'd be in for a fight.

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Valerian watched his guest with partially closed eyes, trying to hide his interest in the other drake as he stretched himself out. It certainly wasn't a polite look, not when it could be construed as a challenge, but he couldn't keep his gaze from wandering over to his guest. It wasn't simply that Falcon was the first visitor he'd had in an age, and it wasn't just because they were trapped together. The green dragon stirred reactions in him that made him both uncomfortable and intrigued the longer they spent time together. Their conversations were wide and varied, running through dozens of topics and shared where his territory had been, expressing regret they had never attempted to make contact before this. He was generally interesting and good natured, even good humored when he wasn't frustrated by his slow healing.

It was everything that should have made an admirable friendship, but it wasn't friendship that he felt his body responding too as he watched the green form. He felt his scaling flush a little bit as he shifted his eyes away from Falcon, attempting to keep his attention on preening his talons instead of thinking about the fact he was responding more and more to his companion. There was little he could do about it, the sight of the emerald green form, the crimson wings, the lean body, they all worked against him. He had never considered a male in that manner, certainly he had little interest thinking of other drakes he had met in the past, but when his mind landed on his companion he felt an all too familiar warmth uncurling in his stomach. It wasn't simply lust, it was an interest that disturbed and aroused him as they continued to share close quarters together. If there hadn't been hunters he would have found reasons to leave his lair to try and avoid the feelings, but there was little he could do about it. It might have been the fact that there was no harsh drake-musk on the other male, there was some, but certainly not a great deal.

_Perhaps it's simply a lack of female company. That would certainly make me a bit sideways. _ He thought with a little shift, blinking his eyes a little bit as he saw the other drake stretch his hind legs out. The movement shouldn't have been erotic, but it was stirring to him.

"I suppose you do plan to stay in the mountains?" He asked, breaking the silence to try and distract himself. "That is my plan."

"Yes, I suppose, I would prefer a warmer climate though." Falcon answered, and flicked his wings a little bit. "I had never thought hunters would come so close to us."

"I know." Valerian commiserated with a soft sigh. "I will miss my lair, it has always been so comfortable even in the winter."

He sat up with a slight stretch, his eyes sliding over Falcon again as the green drake sprawled out on his side and winced a little bit. The wound against his chest was healing well, it was no longer angry looking with the poison which meant that soon enough it would just be a scar against the green scaling. The leg was what was going to take a long time, it needed to knit itself slowly so that it healed cleanly to make sure he didn't end up with a limp. Falcon was lucky he hadn't hurt himself worse with his fall, he could have broken his neck if he hadn't fallen the way he had. He found himself lingering on the chest longer than was polite, something that was noticed as he saw the green head swinging towards him with brows furrowed a bit in confusion, which left him covering up his interest with a bit of a snort.

"I should look at that wound, the poison is out, but I'd like to see if it's healing cleanly." Valerian finally said gruffly, trying to mask his interest as he did so.

"I am at your command." Falcon responded with a flick of his tail. "I don't feel any heat or pressure, and it's not pulling when I move."

The blue dragon tried his best to ground himself as he padded over and moved a paw up to brace against Falcon's good shoulder. There was a thrill touching the warmed scales, feeling them glide beneath his digits as he swung his head down to examine the healing wound. He was disturbed by his increasing interest, unsure of what to do about it, but he couldn't deny the slight flush that spread along his lower belly and the warmth that was rising up by the moment. It was arousal, there was no other description for it, something that had never affected him around another drake. He tried to tamp it down as he looked over the edges of the wound, affecting an air of polite concern instead of enjoying the closeness of the exam.

Falcon didn't act like other dragons. He wasn't snarling at another male seeing his weakness, he wasn't abrasive and fighting the suggestion that he needed an exam. Perhaps that was part of his interest, the unique behavior of his visitor, even if it was because the green drake was stifling those urges because he'd been rescued. Even thinking that, Valerian dismissed it, he'd see the restraint if that was the case. The green dragon simply didn't react the way that others would and somehow that had to have been helping drive on his unnatural interest.

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Falcon could feel his heart pounding faster in delight at the feel of the paw against his shoulder, the warm breath against his side. He lowered his head and closed his eyes as if he didn't care about being looked over, but it hid the pleasure he felt at feeling the other drake so close. He knew it would be frowned on to react with anything other than reluctant acceptance of the examination, but he enjoyed the sensation of touch. He let out a breath and tried to hide it as the nose touched just under his wound and seemed to be sniffing to make sure there was no trace of poison left over. It was so gentle, lightly stroking him and making his body respond while he tried to restrain himself. Instead, he concentrated on his own frustration that his leg wasn't healed enough to allow him to walk properly.

"Well, it is at least healing." Valerian commented with a little bit of a puff, reaching out with a paw to run it along the line of the wound. "I'm glad that the poison didn't go deep enough to do more than give you a fever."

"So am I." Falcon answered fervently, opening one of his eyes as the touch lingered there, one of the toes curling out delicately. "I was sure I was a goner."

"Humans are easy to fool, once you figure them out." The blue drake said and gave a pat with one of his paws, the light touch making Falcon tense slightly.

It had been so long since he'd been touched. He could barely recall his last lover and now he had been spending day upon day with a handsome specimen in close quarters. It was frustrating, especially when the touch lingered and he could subtly feel himself reacting in a manner that was all together un-drakelike. He did his best to restrain himself, but as he lifted his head he saw Valerian's nostrils flare delicately as if he were testing the scents on the air. Falcon felt his heart leap in his throat, starting to hammer faster as he flexed his tail down harder against the line of his haunches to keep himself from being exposed, something that was easier said than done.

The paw against his side suddenly slid right down against his back, the touch was delicate, gentle as it trailed down the line of his spine in a touch that wasn't medically necessary. Falcon could taste his own scent on the air, it wasn't strong, but he had never really had a harsh musk of a drake or of a dragoness. It was a mingling mild aroma that was coming from the surge of pleasure he felt at the intimate seeming touch. He felt his cheeks going red, his paws flexed on the ground as Valerian opened his jaws and briefly flicked out his tongue before snapping it shut again. The purple eyes eyes watched him closely and then shifted to one side, the paw jerking away as if embarrassed.

"That scent... it's you." Valerian said in a soft voice. "I didn't realize."

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Valerian tasted the subtle female scent on the air, the familiar warmth of arousal that made his heart surge into a wild heart beat. He had detected it while his nose had rested against the scaled side and in one wild moment he realized what it really was. Falcon wasn't entirely a drake. It was something he knew happened to some, but had never truly encountered one himself in his rather hermit-like life. For a wild moment the reason for his reactions all snapped into place, it hadn't been because he was so desperate for company that any sex would do, it was the subtle cues that tried to tell him that Falcon wasn't everything he seemed to be. In that relief, he had stroked down the green back, unable to stop himself as he felt giddy knowing why he had been potentially ready to offend his new found friend.

Falcon looked terrified, his eyes were wide with a ring of white and the expressions that ran across his face were shame, fear, humiliation and resignation as the green swung his head away. Valerian didn't get to say anything before the other dragon stood up on three legs, the tail tucked down between the hind legs, the head lowered in shame as if he were expecting to be hit at any moment, the wings were hugged in tight to his body as if he were trying to make himself look small and harmless. The sight made the blue drake's heart tighten in pain.

"I'll go." Falcon's words were rough, refusing to meet Valerian's eyes as he began to hobble.

Too late Valerian recalled how most of his kind were treated by both drakes and dragonesses alike. He wasn't one or the other, neither side wanted much to do with them since dragonesses preferred more dominant males as a general rule and drakes feared them as rivals. He mentally cursed not thinking before he opened his muzzle and lunged forward before Falcon could do more than hobble a few steps towards the entrance before he interposed his body between his guest and the outside world.

"No! I didn't mean like that.." Valerian protested with a flick of his wings, trying not to sound awkward. "I just meant, I wasn't quite sure why I was watching you the way I was, I thought I was going a bit crazy until I figured it out."

"I.." Falcon lifted his head, blinking his eyes a little bit as if startled. "I didn't mean for you to know, close quarters and all."

"It wasn't a complaint." Valerian said firmly, curving his neck as he took a step forward. "I simply didn't understand why I reacted so strongly to you, when certainly I've never reacted to a drake in that manner."

Valerian didn't try to hide the way his eyes slid over the green dragon, forgetting his attempts to hide his earlier interest as he tried to put into his eyes just how he felt about Falcon. He let his eyes linger along the line of the back, sweeping along the haunches, putting some of the heat he had been hiding from his companion. Falcon took a hobbling step back, the shocked glance making him look a little more wild eyed, but Valerian didn't stop watching him as he took another step forward. He wanted to chase the hurt out of the expressive eyes and the understanding of who his guest was did little to quiet the heat in his body. He let out a breath and slid his muzzle along Falcon's lightly, caressing along the scales with a muted shiver of delight.

"Do not go." He murmured, feeling an answered tremor coming from the green. "I have enjoyed having you company a great deal."

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Falcon felt his heart pounding so hard it was nearly in his throat while the caress of the head slid along his neck. Valerian didn't show a breath of aggression towards him, instead, the delicate touch was delightfully sensual as it slipped along the line of his neck and trailed towards his shoulders. The light press of the muzzle ran lower as the warm masculine body slipped against him in a way that showed he wasn't about to shy away from the fact his guest boasted more than a single sex. It made his body respond with a strong flush of heat, making the warmth bloom over him until he let out a groaning call from deep in his throat. He couldn't stop it, the tongue flicked out and raced along his shoulders, leaving a wet trail against his body that made him arch his back up in the air.

It should have been invasive feeling as the warm masculine body slid against him, but it wasn't, it was thrilling to have the warmth teasing downwards as the tongue darted right between his wings. The warm rumble was a rich purr that he felt vibrating against his side before he moved his own head out to brush against his host. The warm rub that slid against the line of the shoulders and picked up the warm male scents on the air. They were rich and alluring, making him feel just how much his body was responding to the touch and feel of the male running against him. He began to tighten up slightly as he felt some wetness gathering beneath his tail, just above the bulge of his vent. The weight of his shaft was threatening to push out before the tongue lightly traced beneath his wing and made him suck in a swift breath.

"Your leg is hurt, lie back down." Valerian said, his voice concerned even as it was plain that he was indulging himself in something that he had been thinking of.

_God, has he been thinking this the entire time. _ Falcon wondered and then slowly lowered himself as a paw slipped along his haunches.

When his stomach touched the ground he was rewarded with the alluring sight of the deep pink shaft hanging beneath the blue drake. It was a lurid testament to just how aroused the drake was, the weight of it was bobbing up and down and twitching slightly as there was a drool of hot precum building up along the tip. Falcon stared and then groaned out as the muzzle slipped down towards the line of his tail, the breath so warm feeling as he arched slightly and closed his eyes. His good paw flexed down against the ground, digging slightly as he felt the muzzle running beside his tail, the warm breath sampling the scent of his arousal. His haunches were shaking slightly before he tipped his head up and slid right down along the underside of the stomach, tracing towards the twitching pink length.

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Valerian had never had an interest in drakes before, but he wasn't thinking of Falcon as a drake, not with the rich scents on the air that evoked the thoughts of a dragoness. It was filling his muzzle and making it harder for him to think about anything except the flush of lust and desire were growing as he coaxed the green tail up and then he felt a tongue reaching out towards the tip of his hanging cock. The sweep upwards made him cry out, his entire body tensed up at the hot warm feel tracing down over his length while the tip drooled out a reward of precum. Falcon's body was shaking beneath him as he nuzzled and coaxed the length of the tail up, getting the reward of the glistening mound that had been hidden from him. The green lips wet and inviting while he gulped down a breath of the arousing scents before pushing his tongue outwards, spreading his own hind legs in silent invitation.

The first swipe of his tongue over the glistening cunny made his stomach tense up, his mind run hot and wild as he began to lavish with slow powerful strokes over the outer mons. His cock was being teased with a tongue wrapping around him, sensuous and drawing over his ridges as he shifted his haunches downward and gave a series of light thrusts. He had to twist his own head to push his tongue upwards, tasting the arousal clinging to his tongue as he delved in deeper and gave a powerful curl and twist. The movements fed deeper into the narrow passage, opening the walls up wider and wider as he rumbled and felt the way the passage clutched around him. The tight eager contractions pulled over his oral muscle as he felt Falcon letting out a groaning cry. The hips shoved up higher in the air, jerking forward a little as he all but presented himself to the eager tongue.

Valerian's body was running hot and wild, his cock pushed forward, rubbing along the tongue with short rolling presses. It was catching against his ridges, making him throb and quiver as he began to push his tongue in deeper, parting the green passage wider. The taste was unique to Falcon, something that made him want more as he braced a paw right against the haunch and groaned out in lust fueled desire. He contorted his tongue before pulling backwards, some of the wetness clinging along the line of his muzzle before he worked back in again, teasing and stimulating as he splayed his hind legs wider. He was aware of the green shaft slipping free, the line of it just viewed from the corner of his eyes, but it wasn't something that banked his desire. It was simply another part of the intriguing guest.

Falcon's moan was high pitched and sweet, making him dig his tongue tip in deeper before dragging backwards. He had never wanted another dragon so much as he wanted the green. The desire was consuming him, making his heart pound faster as he slowly dragged out and swiped his tongue right up against the plush swollen bud of the clit. He felt the tongue wrapped around his turgid cock, moving down towards the swell of the knot, twisting and curling tightly as he humped his hips forward and moved his paw to press down firmly against the curved haunches. He stepped forward slowly, drawing himself away with a shaking lash of his tail, his eyes bright with anticipation as the green tail curled up, showing off the glistening eager mound.

"Beautiful..." He growled, his voice rough with need, eyes fixating on the wet strands that clung to the outer lips.

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Falcon's mouth was filled with the taste of the drake, his body eager as he hiked his tail to present himself while the blue dragon slid along the curve of his haunches. The toes brushed against him with a delicate run that trailed towards the back while the bobbing shaft was pulled entirely away form him. He wanted more, his body wanted more, not even his injured leg affected that lust as he felt the muzzle slipping up along the side of his spine, running against his wings as Valerian stepped above him. There was no hesitancy in the move, whatever the dragon might have been thinking, there was no doubt that he truly wanted this as much as Falcon did.

He gathered his haunches up before groaning out as he felt the warm chest pushing down against his back, his wings dropped and spread to take the weight as the damp muzzle rubbed along the nape of the neck. The warm breath puffed out and tickled, the teeth nipped him affectionately as he felt the hot slimy cock pushing right up beside his tail to leave a wet trail running against him. He squirmed, shifting his hips with a bit of a rise that pushed his ass up in the air, his tail forced to one side by the curved stomach as the heavy cock trailed down between his hind legs and just beneath his tail. He arched his neck and tipped his head back, trying to nip the line of the shoulder as two heavy forepaws curled along his chest, exquisitely careful of his injuries while the tapered pink glans pushed down and kissed the overly sensitive outer lips.

The teeth set loosely along the nape of his neck and gripped down, squeezing firmly to muffle the low growl of pleasure before the tip began to sink into Falcon's body. His cunny spread open wider and wider, the slow spread opened up wider and wider, straining to swallow around the pink length that began to shove forward with a syrupy dribble of precum that smeared through his passage as his inner walls clamped down in reaction. The green dragon cried out, the sound a low throaty thrum as he felt the length pushing forward deeper as the blue haunches pressed forward. It was a slow penetration, working to spread him, stretch him as the walls swallowed up higher and higher until the ridges started to slide into him with plucking caresses startling him into bursts of pleasure.

He tried to brace himself with his good paw as the hips rose up, the stomach curving before the next thrust plunged forward. The spread and strain opened the walls wide as the ridges plucked through with a powerful eruption of movement. The hips drove forward, forcing a few more inches to be fed into his passage while the precum pushed out again, churning and mixing together. The forceful drive began to press forward, the hind legs splayed to wrap around his own as the drag out popped the ridges free with a lewd wet noise, shocking him with a sudden surge of desire. He opened his mouth wide, panting shallowly while the teeth released his neck and rubbed higher up along the curve of his neck, tongue actively twisting over his scales, teasing him as the next thrust pushed his haunches up in the air.

The arch of the stomach rolled along his back as the shaft worked in and out of him, his inner muscles tried to hug around him tightly as Falcon arched and shuddered. The stimulation teasing him until his own shaft was pushed out beneath him, but it was the feel of his cunny being worked over that kept him on edge. The ridges were perfectly fitted inside of him as the knot shoved forward, kissing right against the outer lips and pinning them down before pushing inwards. The lewd wet noises were offset with a moan from Valerian, the paws flexed against his chest and held him tightly as the next thrust sank every last inch home. The heavy knot parted his lips wide before the jerk backwards pulled out with a drag of the ridges sliding free.

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Valerian felt the walls wrapped around his cock, overly tight and clutching him so tightly that it was almost painful as he drove inwards into the haunches. His hips were moving in a blur, the series of movements building up wildly as the snarl built up in his throat. His panting breath hit hot and warm against the nape of the neck while he tried to time himself with how he worked over the ripe green sex. It was swallowing down all the way to the base of his cock, his tip was seated deep inside of the passage, drooling out with a thick dribble before he had to work to pull his knot free. It had been too long since he'd done this, his body was afire with the urge to pin Falcon down and ram into him with a blur of speed, something he withheld to draw out the pleasure for his companion, feeling the warm body twisting and writhing beneath his chest, arching and shivering with little tremors that only helped to urge him on.

He lavished his tongue out, slipping higher up as the head swung back towards him, the brown eyes entirely unfocused with their need as the other dragon's tongue slipped out to twine with his own. Valerian let out a shocked moan and then gave a series of short thrusts, working his ridges through the walls that were oh so silky as they suckled around him. The wet arousal was covering his shaft as he began to pull all the way out, nearly popping his glans free before he gave a thrust forward that rocked against the green scaled haunches. Suddenly he felt the other tongue pushing into his maw and he moaned out, not hesitating in returning the hot embrace of tongues twining around each other, swallowing down the other dragon's sounds of pleasure.

Falcon was so eager, he could feel it in the way the hips kept pushing back against him, urging him on and pushing his tip in deep as his knot kept sinking home. He began to steadily speed up as he felt the walls stretching wider as they contracted down with powerful squeezes, hugging around this ridges as he used his tail to wind around the green one. The hold was intimate, bracing, helping him to shorten his strokes as he felt the dragon writhing slightly. The tongue twisted and suckled against his own, pushing in deeper into his maw while he felt the cries growing higher in pitch. The walls were tensing down, the pulls constantly working over his ridges, catching him to keep him stimulated as his stomach began to tighten up.

He squeezed his tail down, rubbing along the green one gently while he began to shorten his thrusts as his ridges became more pronounced as his cock thickened, his knot was swelling open wider. He was catching inside of the tight passage, pulling backwards a few inches before the next drive forward sank himself in to the widest point. The warm quivering thrusts probed and pushed his tip in as deep as he could go while he felt the need starting to draw him down. It was helped with the sudden stiffness of the green beneath him, the dragon's walls closing down so tightly it was almost painful as the tongue pulled away from his own. Falcon cried out, the bugling call erupting with a wave of pleasure as he felt the wetness working over him as the green orgasmed, gripping around his knot as the drake shoved himself home, letting go of his inhibitions.

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Falcon felt the knot swelling open wider and wider, doubling in size, lodging inside of his passage, straining him open wide as his own pleasure claimed him. It was almost painfully pleasurable as the orgasm rocked through him, causing him to shove backwards as teeth gripped down against his neck suddenly. That possessive hold was even pleasurable as he felt the ridges plucking through his slick hot body, feeling the sudden lock of the knot holding him back tightly to the male arching against his back. The tip was pushed in deep, dipping in to press nearly against the line of his cervix before the first twitch ran along the length of the cock, throbbing and pulsing as the first flush of seed was forced up the length.

Valerian muffled his pleasured cry against his neck as the warm creamy cum poured out into his passage, flushing in deep as Falcon tipped his head forward and panted out a whimper. The pleasure still throbbing in his ears as rope after heavy rope was flung into his aching passage and rushing up against his cervix, puddling there while the blue hips kept twitching and jerking forward putting more pressure against his haunches. The cum was spreading outwards, running in deeper, pushing towards the line of the cervical opening, splattering upwards before drooling back again. The knot kept it locked in place, not a drop escaping as Valerian panted and shuddered through his orgasm, the broad blue wings dropping down to mantel over his body.

Falcon dropped his head down, licking his lips, feeling another hot pulse pushing a stream of the seed inwards. With the knot locked in place they'd be trapped together for some time, though he hardly cared that he'd be trapped under the warm weight. He thrummed out a low croon, his eyes sliding open briefly to feel Valerian release the lien of his neck with a lavishing stroke of the tongue. The tender caress wasn't born of lust, it was a gentle touch that bespoke a warmth that made Falcon's tensed muscles relax themselves. Eventually he'd have to head to the mountains and new territory, eventually their time together would have to end.. it was too much to hope that they'd stay longer than a hot and heady affair together, much like the last one he had.

It was too much to hope for, but that didn't stop his mind from drifting in that direction as the tongue lavished the back of his neck and Valerian's soothing satiated purr vibrated the line of his back. No matter what happened, he'd savor the time they had together now for all that it was worth. He no longer cared it'd be weeks before his leg would be strong enough to leave, not with Valerian as his companion.