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This is a story commission that I have written for Saphirafafnar( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/saphirafafnar/ )

Description: Nalu's charm and life experience guide the young dragon forward, into a place where frustrations are washed away by unbridled pleasure.

Khaeldran(c) belongs to me and Nalu(c) belongs to Saphirafafnar

***The journey of an exile chapter 3: Place of belonging***

It felt good to be in the front; to see trees replace Nalu's rump, to smell fresh air instead of her stagnant heat. Instinctive panic pricked his scales at first, the green dragon unaccustomed with the tall, imposing posture Nalu insisted he adopted while with her. He was not a subservient dog, with his back drooped, a sunken gaze, and a stiff, uncertain tail hid between his legs. He was a dragon, one that had to exude confidence he did not possess to impress wyverns he dared never lay eyes on.

"Have you ever tried to impale an opponent with your nose horn? Or whip them into submission with your spiny tail tip?"

"We do not fight in that sort of way. Teeth and claws decide the victor, something every dragon possesses."

"And the ears? Aren't they a hindrance?"

As if in response, a chill traversed the topic of discussion, forcing them to hug his horns in an attempt to seek shelter behind them. "Yours are bigger, meatier, and more of a target."

"They are!" Nalu confirmed, a tinge of exasperation coating her voice. "At least to other gryphons. Did your mother peck and bite your ears when you went against her word too?"

Melancholy filled Khaeldran, turning his steps heavier and the soil beneath his paws colder and suddenly foreign. "She never did more than nudge me with her tail tip, but one of my sisters ceaselessly assaulted my paws while relaxed with everything she could think of after the novelty of employing her claws and tail wore off."

When he least expected it, Nalu poked the heel of one of his hind paws with a stick, causing Khaeldran to yelp and whirl to face the squawking gryphon.

"They really are as soft as they look! Though not softer than mine," she said, presenting him with the dark grey paw pads of a feline hind paw. "Mine are the main reason I dislike the cold, which is why I prefer warmer regions."

The full shape and plumpness of her paw pads stirred Khaeldran's curiosity. He only saw them from afar in willy predators who avoided dragons, and it fascinated him to see that fur grew between her toes, and not over them, just like with her vulva.

The mere thought of that involuntarily guided his eyes to that spot, one whose allure he found increasingly harder to resist. After openly accepting Nalu's gender, his mind swam with one too many erotic thoughts involving her, each more stirring than the other. Being in front meant that his tail could shield his growing want more effectively, but he didn't delude himself in assuming that Nalu couldn't steal as many glances of his precum-leaking tip as she wished.

For a short, strange moment, they both stared at each other, beak and muzzle opening and shutting for fear of uttering wrong words.

"Sunset is the second-best time to hunt, and we're both too hungry to miss the opportunity," Nalu broke the thick silence enveloping them. "Find my nest on a ledge close to the mouth of the ravine that is further ahead. Wyverns prefer spacious caverns, so it is the only one in the region. Wait for me there."

She needed some time to clear her head, and so did he. Yet for a mighty foolish reason that even he couldn't explain, Khaeldran walked up to her to nuzzle her neck. "That doesn't sound comfortable at all for two to share such crammed space. In my family, the hunter gets to eat first, and I expect that you'll indulge this tradition of mine."

The gryphoness' crest settled further across her nape as a visible tremor shook her. "Walking with a seed-filled member doesn't seem comfortable either, and I also expect that you do right by your instinct and finally mount me, given how your malehood simply refuses to make its retreat."

Her sudden boldness took the both of them aback. Nalu, in particular, immediately hid under her wing while Khaeldran simply stood his ground, frozen in shock and desire alike. Never had a female made such crude demand from him, and the very novelty of this experience hardened his member close to the point of bursting right there and then. A female struck by heat wanted him inside her, one of a different species who would not bear his eggs nor be expected to conform to his mateship rituals. It was the perfect excuse to finally bask in that far too potent pleasure that he had only experienced once in his life, a far too intense moment that ended far too quick. It also served as his best chance to guide the flow of seed into her rather than over himself like it happened the previous night, as well as the only effective way to abolish the lascivious dreams of his sister that called to him every time he closed his eyes.

"I'll assume that is your heat speaking," Khaeldran spoke with a harsher voice than he wished, his throat all dried up due to nerves. Nevertheless, he needed to be sure of her intentions; that she did not simply seek to toy with his vulnerabilities. "You're not the first female to coax me out of my slit, and this is hardly the first time I walk unsheathed, so don't flatter yourself."

That struck a nerve, for Nalu lowered her wing, stepped up to him, and brushed her cheek against his while crooning a mellow, pleasant song. "Revile my male side all you want, but I've walked the same walk, and I detested every step of it. I, too, have denied its impulses and even existence at times, only to wake up next to my pungent, sticky seed that shot without my permission during a dream I still remember..."

She did not back away like a rejected partner would have, but rubbed against him like the sleek, elegant feline that she was. Taken aback by her daring approach, Khaeldran stood idle while her bushy tail wove across his face, so thick and dense it almost made him sneeze.

"I have lived longer, traveled further, and experienced far more in the way of bodily delights. It is not my heat that drives me, dear dragon, but my genuine empathy for a male who I wish to instill confidence into by letting him shoot his first seed into a female, where it truly belongs."

She did the same to his other side, only this time, she dragged her tail along his side and neck before she turned to face him with those confident, amber eyes of hers. "It may seem like an insignificant thing, but I rejected a similar offer that led to the same outcome. Only, instead of finishing inside my female like my dream wanted me to believe, I did so over myself, and gryphons have long memories and sharp tongues..."

It wasn't only her scent which clouded his mind and enraptured his senses that drew a sympathetic whine from Khaeldran. Were it not for the dream of yesterday, he'd have considered her reasoning pathetic, obscene even. But he recalled all too well how cheated he felt; how mere, uncontrollable lust made him into a lesser dragon, one who shared his seed with the cold, uncaring ground instead of a female like males were supposed to.

And if he happened to whisper Rhaedra's name in his dreams...If Nalu discovered that side of him...

"It's not an insignificant thing," he said, taking his first hesitant step towards a creature he solely considered mating to uphold the oath he made to Rhaedra, the same promise that had him standing in front of Nalu today.

To protect her and his family by any means necessary.

"It is part of any male's existence, one that can't be pushed aside. The desire for acceptance. The pride at boasting an ability or knowledge that another doesn't possess. And the fear of being ill-suited for a female. It is the reason why I left my homeland, after all, that empty feeling of not being good enough for my own kind, the gnawing worry that I'll plant my seed too early in a dragoness with different ambitions than raising a family..."

He grew too distracted by his musings to notice Nalu's approach. One moment, she stood more than a dozen steps away, and in the next, she appeared at his side, with her wing spread over his back and her head leaned against his shoulder.

"That is how life is. The one who completes you may not live in familiar territories, be of the same species, or even of the opposite gender. Too few are the ones who bind themselves to their first partner. Most of us find joy and pleasure where it is to be found, for that is how fate works, and fate who saw it necessary for a female in heat to encounter a male of a different kind who had never mated before. All so that he fills her lack and divests himself of his frustrations in the process."

"Why...why not a wyvern?" Khaeldran's voice trembled under the weight of pretense. His stomach tied in a painful knot when she looked away, the fear of his lie unraveling more humiliating than his nightly release.

"Wyverns tolerate me, but they don't accept me. Like you, they see my sack before they see the rest of me, but unlike you, they keep a sheepish distance, enough to be courteous and abashing at the same time. Or perhaps it is because I did not frighten their quarry and promise to hunt for them," lifting her gaze to match his once again, renewed confidence burning within the golden pools. "They wouldn't accept that. It is shameful for a foreigner to hunt for their meal in their own territory, even if it happens to be a gryphon."

"I can hunt by myself well enough," Khaeldran said, losing himself for a moment in her enchanting, beady pupils. "It is only this time that I allow you to do it yourself, for a promise is a promise."

"If only you took my other offer..." Nalu sighed, closing her eyes in resignation before leaning against his throat, the warmth of her fur tempting, her pungent scent intoxicating. She tasted of raw, unblemished need that no male had satisfied yet, and it felt inexplicably wrong for Khaeldran to add to their numbers, to neglect her during her moment of great need. It took him a moment to realize why that was, and when it happened, the epiphany sent a tidal wave through his body, awakening faltering embers of lust that only one female ignited within him before.

Rhaedra, the dragoness he fell in love with, and the one who first received him into her body. Not out of pity, curiosity, or a crave to satisfy an urge, but because she wanted to be the vessel for his happiness, to be the one he could always rely on, no matter his need. That sort of love felt the most genuine to him, for it was born of unaltered empathy.

"What then?" Khaeldran whispered, ruffling the long, lush fur of her neck with his snout. "I have never mounted a female. Never guided myself inside her, and you are a gryphon and I a dragon..."

"Does it matter?" Nalu uttered between her soft chirps of bliss, slowly opening an eye to regard him with unexpected affection. "You had your chance to keep the same distance from me as other wyverns do, but you smelled me, licked me and--crrawk--grew bigger and stiffer than I expected."

That was precisely the point! Her entrance looked so soft, so dainty, so vulnerable! What if his size was too much for her? Or if he thrusted too hard, too deep, and too quick?

Such concerns were merely amplified by the faltering warmth of Nalu's neck as she shifted into motion, strolling in front of him where she leaned forward and hoisted her rump in the air, tail arched over her back to present herself to him.

Khaeldran whimpered in response, both in surreal longing to watch a female offer herself to him and from the stinging slap of his cock against his belly plates. The discomfort barely felt this time around, for his shaft tightened to such extent that his body mistook it much-needed stimulation that would finally bring him over the edge. Instead of dying down, the pulsating throbs wracking his cock fed one another, the silly, up-and-down motions working him up to climax in the most perverted of ways.

Spurred forth by the most ancient of instincts, Khaeldran rushed to mount his female, rearing on his hind legs and grabbing her torso with his fores. Then, he gradually lowered his weight onto her back to reach further with his head and to give his hindquarters more room to maneuver his hips. A noticeable shudder coursed through Nalu when his tight plates kissed her short fur and her wings slipped under his armpits, where his scales were softer and more susceptible to the caress of feathers.

"Very good posture for your first time," Nalu said, warbling in pure joy as her cheek embraced his. "Now pull your hips back to seek me. You will know when you find me, and your body will do the rest. Trust in your instinct, sweet dragon. Let it carry you."

Khaeldran huffed with barely controlled, wanton desperation as he probed for her entrance with his fully-engorged, precum-drenched tip, snarling and groaning whenever he met fur or knocked against one of Nalu's orbs or nudged between them. The spade-shaped head of his member felt stiffer and more sensitive than it had ever been, each tantalizing thrust guiding more heated pressure into it that he found harder and harder to keep from bursting forth.

"Higher," Nalu crooned in his ear, sliding her cheek along his, her affection causing his grip to tighten around her chest. "Take a deep breath. Be patient. All it takes is one well-aimed thrust and pleasure the likes of which you have never known will flood and overwhelm all of your senses."

The young drake heard her words, but found it impossible to heed them when his ridges practically swelled with seed that was desperate to shoot inside his first foreign female, and one in heat at that! The slickness coating her vulva drove him to the brink, and every glancing thrust, every skidding stroke that teased portions of his cock with the promise of ubiquitous warmth thinned his patience further and further.

Right when he considered thrusting against anything to rid himself of the maddening lust welled within his taut shaft, he found his target. His tip speared through her walls with sudden, savage momentum, sinking into her with an audible squelch before retreating as fast as it entered. The motion was so quick and unexpected, and Nalu's body so foreign to him, that Khaeldran's body instinctively arched back in fear of landing into a different hole. A panicked, frustrated whine smoldered in his throat, his teeth clenched so tight they almost drew blood from his gums as he tried to lodge himself back in, but to no avail.

Nalu's body trembled and shifted, antsy with anticipation while his hind legs desperately stomped for every possible angle to help guide him back into that most surreal and fulfilling of places. A dire, uncanny urge to seize the back of her neck within his jaws wormed its way to the forefront of Khaeldran's mind, requiring all of his concentration to keep his draconic instincts in check to avoid harming her.

"Slower. Gentler," Nalu whispered, throwing her head back to gingerly nip on the tip of his ear. "Remember your hunt, and how the careful, sluggish approach put you at a great advantage."

Easier said than done. When assaulted by the frenzy to plant his seed into a heat-soaked pussy and the promise of deep, fulfilling elation both, his inexperience trumped his more calculated, logical side, instinct driving him to pump his hips, to keep thrusting, to squeeze his mate harder, bring his haunches closer, and bite down on her neck to still and silence her.

The latter almost happened, had he not found his mark just in the nick of time.

Khaeldran's willingness of pushing no more than half of his girth into her to avoid harming the creature he knew so little about immediately faded from his mind, drowned by the overwhelming pleasure of finding his way into the warmest, slickest depths his cock had ever delved into. Following a deep, intuitive push, the green dragon buried the entirety of himself into Nalu, ridges plopping into her one by one as the dragon cried and whimpered in trembling bliss. Her heat-struck passage easily distended around him to make room for his thick girth, yet even so, she was much tighter than a dragon and far more eager to clench and squeeze at the invading thickness that suddenly stuffed her fevered, drenched emptiness.

Instead of pulling back slightly and thrust into her like a male should, Khaeldran froze upon her back, completely lost amidst the feathered wings and the furred backside that caressed his chest in strange yet very pleasant ways. His hind legs attempted to correct his hesitation by erratically dancing around for a more proper angle, but the green dragon merely clamped his haunches tighter against her slimmer, agile ones as he chose to remain inside her, overwhelmed by the potent sensations coursing through him.

He had never been upon a female's back, and while Nalu roughly matched his height and size, she had the leaner constitution of a female, a graceful body that Khaeldran couldn't help bug hug with all the passion he could muster. The lushness of her perky, silver-colored crest also provided a surprisingly good cushion to rest his chin against, its thickness perfect for muffling the soft cries that he had no strength to subdue while her nether muscles milked him for all his worth. Nalu's throbs and shudders not only amplified his own, but worked him to his climax more effectively than he anticipated.

Unable to withstand the pressure exerted on his already seed-bloated cock, coaxed forth by the cascading warmth of her insides and the abundant slickness that clung to her walls, Khaeldran's hind claws tore deep gashes into the earth as his hindquarters trembled with the finality of his orgasm. His groin desperately grinded against Nalu's opening, trying to ensure that all his ridges made it in before his seed burst forth, which it finally did while accompanied by a thin, prolonged, undignified mewl from Khaeldran.

Entrapped within a snug shelter that embraced his needy cock with all the enthusiasm specific to a female at the peak of her heat, the green dragon's essence speared out of his member and pelted Nalu's hungry insides with the greatest force and the most abundant quantity Khaeldran could muster. Familiar yet far more potent waves of pleasure coalesced within his groin, where they exploded into deep, primeval fulfillment whenever a new jolt of his cock spurred forth another spurt of his thick, pent-up seed. Khaeldran could practically feel its texture as it traversed his length, the tingling in his cock far more intense, and the aftermath much more noticeable, as if it took his entire energy to pump weeks' worth of built-up seed reserves into their place of belonging.

"Mrr....mrrrrrhhhh," Khaeldran growled a weak, continuous, pathetic moan while seeding her with the last of his essence, his faltering throbs and waning tightness reflecting the state of his entire body. Now that he transferred all of his strength into her, Khaeldran's mind swam in the warm, gentle ocean of his afterglow, oblivious to everything else but for the fading shudders traversing Nalu's nethers. Like in his case, the once tight, almost smothering clenches of her powerful muscles had all but died down, replaced by weak, pulsating, sporadic twitches that nagged his increasingly sensitive cock to pull out.

He would have done that, had he the strength to do so, but Nalu's fur was thick and soft, and her back tense and strong enough to still keep him on it. So, Khaeldran heeded the tug of his afterglow and allowed the grip of his forelegs to fail, forepaws falling along Nalu's sides, hanging as if lifeless.

She did not complain, nor did she try to dislodge him. Instead, Nalu sang a mellow tune that oozed serenity, the intensity of her chirps and chirrups calm like a river's gentle flow. From his privileged position, with the tip of his snout against her throat, Khaeldran could feel the energy of her song vibrating through it, a most curious and endearing thing.

"Rawk," Nalu cawed in dreamy satisfaction at the end of her song, rubbing her soft, silken cheek against the pebbly scales lining his jaw. "Feels far better, doesn't it? To no longer carry that pent-up, mind-addling seed inside you. To share it with a female who finds your plentiful release...mrrawk...so satisfying and fulfilling."

Devoid of the energy it took to speak and half-faded into the timeless realm of post-mating satisfaction, Khaeldran licked the side of her beak, responding with the same purr that he previously reserved for Rhaedra only. That vile disregard for his most sacred promise immediately returned his senses back to the moment at hand, his forelimbs hugging Nalu once again. This time, however, it was to provide him with extra balance while dismounting her, the absence of his cock causing an onrush of gushing seed to burst from Nalu's vulva and splatter on the ground with enough force to stain all of their paws.

"Crawwwk!" Nalu squawked triumphally while he scowled at the lukewarm, sticky feeling of his seed clinging to the soft scales lining the back of his paws. "A mating that ends with a splash is considered a great success among some of my kind who believe it to be a sign of great fertility."

"Or a sign of deep, nefarious loneliness mated to an equally potent stubbornness to avoid any other means of relief but for a female's warm depths," Khaeldran added. He was not about to tell Nalu of how he accidentally nicked his member with one of his fangs while trying to take himself into his maw, or how he scorned the scent and taste of his seed. It symbolized the impossibility of a mateship to Rhaedra, stank of desperation and probably tasted even worse!

"A trait shared by many males I came across," Nalu said, lowering onto her side and stretching a hind leg in the air to inspect Khaeldran's doing.

The green dragon's heart turned to the size of a pebble when she dabbed the tip of her beak at her thoroughly soaked vulva, where only the top still remained grey. The rest of it, along with her spheres, laid covered in a blanket of creamy seed, one that bothered Nalu not one bit given that her beak shuddered and tilted in a specific way that could only mean one thing.

That she tasted him.

Khaeldran's stomach upturned from shock and nerves alike. Rhaedra never did that. Like him, she found his scent distasteful, only that she coated it in the kindest, most loving way possible, or so he thought.

"I never expected mating to feel so good," he tried to suppress Nalu's opinion of his seed before she had the chance to give it voice. "For you to welcome me into the depths of your body. For your warm, moist passage to constantly hug me while I made my way inside, and to hold me tight, like a treasured possession when I was all the way in. It was only after the mating that I realized what I had done..." he released an involuntary whimper. "That I pushed myself in too deep and far too quick, without giving you the chance to get used to me. You're a gryphon and I a dragon after all..."

His ploy worked, for it summed up the foremost concern that nagged him after a most fulfilling union of bodies. Nalu immediately wiped her beak with her forepaws and got up to make her way to him, warbling sweetly.

"Isn't that what mating is about? To lose yourself to the passion? For your need to overwhelm you to the point where all that matters is the blissful release waiting a few thrusts away?"

When she finally reached him, Nalu rested her head against his chest, as if to melt away his worries with her tender warmth.

"One of the young males I mentioned earlier was a dragon who shared many similarities with you. Were it not for him, I would not have been so open with my hints, nor as patient."

"I am glad that you were," Khaeldran found himself saying without even intending to, an instinct that Rhaedra honed for him, to repay kindness with gentleness. Although the gryphon perplexed him in many regards, the green dragon eased a forepaw onto her shoulder, dragging her tighter against him.

"And also for proving me wrong in more than one regard."

Nalu looked up at him, beaming with happiness. "I offered to be a guide to you, rrrk? That includes everything that I can offer to make you into a better dragon, and all that I request in return are tales from your homeland. I fall asleep much easier while listening to them!"

***End of chapter 3***

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