Warmth
A cold morning finds a male seeking warmth with his partner
Kaste woke up with a yawn, his great white fangs gleaming in the morning light. He grumbled as he opened his eyes, looking at the blades of a ceiling fan spin in a slow dance. The tiny breeze it gave off tickled the soft scales of his underbelly with cold air.
He shivered lightly. Seeking warmth he glanced over to the other side of the bed. Watching the rise of fall of his red, scaly partner's back. He rolled over and grabbed a shoulder with a forepaw pulling the other dragon into his belly.
Kaste's underbelly immediately grew warmer and he nuzzled the sleeping dragon in thanks. His wanderlust snout sneaking a few licks behind the red dragon's ears.
He closed his eyes again and let his mind wander. Today was Saturday, not until 8 am Monday morning did he have to leave this bed or the arms of his living heater.
Kaste wrapped his forepaws around the red dragon's scaled chest and rubbed in slow circles. His hind led swung over the red's and squeezed backwards, pressing his soft underbelly into his partner's back and grinding the base of his partner's tail into his sheath.
A gasp escaped Kaste's snout. He placed his snout on top of the red's, listening to his deep sleeping breaths as he began to hump him. Kaste pushed his hips harder against the other dragon's back, squashing his sheath into the polished scales and letting out soft gasps with every shaky movement.
His forepaw gripped the red's chest tighter. Now he humped him with his entire body, moving it up and down, up and down. Giving a few shaky thrusts and failing to contain his delighted moaning.
"Good morning Kastie."
Kaste froze, his twitching sheath and shaking body failed to remain still however. The red pushed his snout up under Kaste's sensitive lower jaw, nuzzling it with his cold, wet nose. He gasped as the chill sent a shiver down his spine. A shiver which also rubbed his sheath against his partner's back a little.
"Jorn! That's cold!" He exclaimed.
"Mmmm...yeah you seem like you could use something warmer." Jorn replied
With that, Jorn rolled and stood above his yellow friend, making sure that his sheath was kept against some part of his body throughout the motion until finally their sheaths touched. Jorn watched his friend's face, loving the light orange blush that tinted the scales under his eyes.
Jorn moved his snout closer to Kaste, their lustful eyes locked. But just as they were about to touch, Jorn pushed his hips forward. Kaste gasped, his hind legs shivered, his forepaws gripped Jorns forelegs and his sheath shot electric bolts of pleasure up through his spine.
Jorn let Kaste enjoy himself as the yellow took deep breaths to calm his stimulated body with a clear smile on his slack-jawed snout. Then with another thrust Jorn pushed his snout under the yellow dragon's jaw, snapping his mouth closed and forcing him to whine out his pleasure as the red proceeded to hump his exposed sheath.
Jorn grunted as his own pleasure electrified him. The soft skin of Kaste's sheath felt like velvet against his own. But moreso the submissive whines coming from the yellow's mouth pushed him to bring them both to the peak of pleasure.
Kaste's hind legs continued to shiver with pleasure and bounce as they were helpless to cover his maleness, which at this point had begun to grow out of its warm package, and helpless to the force of Jorn's humps. His let go of him with his forepaws and brought them to his chest like a begging dog, begging to be taken.
Jorn continued to push their now erect members together. But he knew his partner well. And as the yellow brought his paws to his chest the red knew what needed to happen.
Jorn released the pressure on Kaste's lower jaw, instead showering the sensitive area with licks. This worked to distract the yellow from the red's real plan. And as soon as Jorn thought Kaste had grown used to this new sensation he brought his hips back mid hump and ground the wet tip into a waiting tail hole.
Kaste began moaning loudly, but this time Jorn didn't stop him. Instead he brought his snout up, curling his neck back and letting out a hiss as he broke through and squeezed his member inside a tight, warm hole.
Kaste continued his moans as Jorn began to hump him. Both of their malehoods had left their sheaths now, but Jorn failed to bury his fully into his partner. The claws on Kaste's hindpaws clenched every time he attempted, accompanied as well by a moan and a twitch of his member.
Jorn pushed harder with every thrust. Pre was leaking out of him, lubricating Kaste's tailhole and allowing the tight space to stretch farther as it absorbed the moisture. Jorn kept humping, but now as he reached his maximum depths he ground against his partner's just to access the few last inches.
Kaste increased the pitch of his moans and spread his legs farther apart as he was pounded into the bed. Jorn growled low as he listened his partner.
Then a new sound joined the fray. There was a 'smack' 'smack' 'smack' as Jorn humped Kaste's soaked ass. Pre leaking out of the yellow's stretched tailhole.
That threw Jorn over the edge.
The red's member was painfully hard, splitting easily through the fleshy depths of his moaning partner. He growled and struck like a snake, wrapping his jaws around the scaled yellow neck and pressing his body against his partner. With that, cum shot into Kaste's pre-soaked hole.
But Jorn did not stop
As he was cumming his hips kept humping into Kaste's ass with wet smacks. Moaning into his partners neck as his orgasm ran its course.
Kaste was awash with pleasure as his neck was squeezed, his chest pressed down by his partners weight and his ass soaked with cum while it was fucked. This pleasure concentrated in his maleness as it sprayed his and Jorn's belly with cum. His tailhole clenched around the working invader which only heightened both of their pleasures
After their peaks subsided they lay together for a while. Jorn's softening member rested inside Kaste's wet ass and he licked the his yellow's neck with long, sensual strokes.
Kaste sighed as he felt the warm weight of Jorn on top of him. The red's hind end rested between his spread legs, his forepaws nestled safely under a soft underbelly and the heated licks of a wide tongue bathed his neck. He smiled, he was far from cold.