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An insect glaive wielded by one, a heavy bowgun by the other.

"This way! I've found some tracks!" the female hunter shouted, her glaive out, being used to assist in climbing vines thus far.

"Yeah, you're right. I see some kind of gel on the ground. What kind of monster is this?" the male hunter examines the puddle of gel, rubbing it between his fingers for a moment before scraping some into a holding compartment for later study. "hey! Wait for me!" he stands back up and runs over to the vines that the female is already halfway done climbing.

Both hunters reach the top of the cliff, the highest point in the area that's accessible to hunters.

The scoutflies, blue in tone, suddenly shift to red, signaling danger. Immediately, the two look around cautiously, weapons ready, unsure where this creature they've been tracking will appear.

"Reya! Look!" he points up, a giant cloak of black slowly moving to cover the sun, blocking out all light shining on the small nesting area.

Reya stares in awe at the giant, looming blackness, noticing the stripes of bioluminescent cells in the webbing of the wings. "Inkh.. Do you have any record of anything like this?"

Before either can speak another word, a sudden surge of water pulls both towards the onyx tinted figure in the sky, then becomes firm, holding them in place as a massive wave crashes forward, knocking both to the ground without warning.

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Inkh awakens, an unknown amount of time having passed, his partner nowhere to be found. He places his hands on his head, grunting softly, unsure exactly of what's going on. "Mmh... Reya? Are you okay?"

No response. He opens his eyes and takes in his surroundings. "still in the nest.. Where's Reya?" he mumbled to no one in particular.

The ground trembles. Inkh, who was still sitting down quickly stands up, still not back to feeling normal yet, he prepares his weapon regardless, loading his bowgun with thunder ammo.

Another rumble. He turns, looking around for the threat until he sees it.

Her.

Massive, black, colorful. Inkh admires the beauty of each elder dragon he's encountered thus far, but this one, this creature is the most beautiful he's seen. Namielle, it's called. The water Elder dragon.

Regardless, he starts firing at her. Each bullet hitting her face, a few hitting her massive paws as she moves closer. Namielle seems absolutely unfazed by his assault on her and simply nods her head, causing a small wave of water to flood over Inkh and submurge him up to his knees.

"fuck.." he still fires, his efforts redoubled, pulling the trigger as fast as he can, even crafting more bullets as he runs out, crushing up a thunderbug and gunpowder together on the spot.

Namielle remains unaffected, Inkh remains trapped and terrified. Now, Namielle is a foot away from his face, her massive head easily able to open and swallow him whole should she choose.

But she doesn't. Namielle swipes at Inkh, missing him and quite literally slapping his bow gun away from him and off the edge of the cliff.

"this is it.."

Wriggling, grunting, whining and kicking, he makes every attempt, but try as he might, Inkh is stuck in place.

Namielle, instead of opening her massive maw, turns around lifting her tail up and backing up towards Inkh.

Oblivious as ever and still having a fight or flight response, Inkh still is focused on escaping and doesn't even notice the dragon until her tail is basically on top of his head.

Looking up, he sees a black entrance with pink on the inside, absolutely gushing fluids. Inkh, understandably, is disgusted and struggles a big more

At least until she backs up, forcing his head against her slit. Inkh, who's mouth was already open, unwillingly tastes some of this gel.

The feeling of being terrified melts away. His need to escape, to fight, to win, to be a hunter... All of it dissolves.

"Mmh.. What... Fuck.."

The gel that was binding him turns back into water. He's free. Inkh doesn't run, though. Instead, he reaches out, placing his armored hands on her hide, gently stroking up and down, feeling a deep desire to be as close to Namielle as possible.

Clank, bang, shuffle. Each piece of armor and cloth underneath drops to the ground, his pale skin exposed to the sun, his member fully engorged and erect as he pushes himself against Namielle, burying his face against her leaking slit, covering himself in that tempting, delicious gel, unknowing of the true effects.

Each second Inkh spends lapping at this leaking slit, he becomes more and more aroused, thoughts of home and his mission, his objective, all of it leaves his head and is replaced by one word. BREED.

Namielle, waiting patiently, pulls away from Inkh for just a moment and repositions herself to be at crotch height with Inkh and then pushes back against him.

Inkh grabs the base of her tail and holds on tightly, the tip of his member already just barely slipped inside of her. Without any delay, he shoves forward, burying every last inch into her gel secreting depths "Hhn... Oh fuck... Nnnh. Tight.."

Namielle seems to agree with that statement, giving a deep grumble of pleasure, coupled with a quick, rhythmic tightening of her walls for just a moment, causing Inkh to groan out again.

Now that the initial thrust is over, he begins to pump his hips back and forth, biting his lip, digging his nails into her flank as he breeds this Elder dragoness, her slit tight and wet.

Panting now, he thrusts in and out faster, approaching climax comically fast, his thrusting movements growing erratic and desperate for release.

Naimelle as well seems to be enjoying, if Inkh thought she was secreting a lot of fluids before, he'd be surprised now if he wasn't so focused on his impending climax. Buckets of fluids from her warm, slick depths splash out with each thrust, covering her entire backside and Inkh's entire body.

The sloppy interspecies intercourse comes to its first peak with inkh practically screaming as he hits his climax, slamming his hips as deep into Namielle as possible, a torrent of warm hunger cum flooding her entrance.

Namielle hits her own climax, squirting out maybe a gallon of fluid onto her new toy. Strangely, his cum remains seperate, still inside of her, moving deeper until it reaches her cervix where she stores it.

Inkh pants heavily, slowly pulling out, his cock leaving her slit with a loud plop, but he never softens and the desire to breed still persists.

Namielle, having been quiet for a while, makings a soft gurgling noise and as gracefully as she can manage, rolls onto her side, lifting up her leg to expose that dripping, leaking entrance.

Inkh immediately moves closer to her, pushing his cock inside again, this time, able to see her face from this position. He starts pumping his hips back and forth, his balls slapping against her slit over and over again.

He pulls back for a moment and kneels down, shoving his tongue into her slit and lapping at the inside, feeling her heartbeat through her walls, Inkh's hands kneading at her haunches with intention and desire.

Namielle shows signs of approaching climax like last time, those subtle rhythmic clenches of her velvety, slick insides signaling Inkh that she's about to cum and instead of pulling back, he redoubles his efforts with his mouth and fucks her cunt with his tongue until finally, he gets a massive mouthful of gel-like fluid, swallowing as much down as he can while the rest covers his face and body.

Once Namielle has recovered somewhat, he pulls back and stands up, his cock never softening even once, gets shoved back into her silky entrance yet again, his hands squeezing her ass roughly while he practically ruts her like he's the animal, his member stretching open her remarkably still tight slit with ease due to the copious amounts of natural lubricant leaking from his member and her vent.

Inkh starts to pant again, his desperation increasing once again, his hips clapping against her loudly, splattering fluids all over him and her yet again, but this time, staring into her eyes.

After a few more moments of desperate thrusting, he cries out yet again and buries himself inside of her, climaxing as deep inside of her as he can manage, every spurt of cum practically being pulled into her cervix yet again.

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12 days later

Inkh's engorged cock slips free from her cunt for the fourth time today.

Surprisingly intelligent, Namielle can sense what inkh needs and pulls away from him before he can even try to ask or communicate his desires.

Every day it's been like this. All day long, hours on end, constant breeding until both desire nourishment, then Namielle fetches food for the two of them and allows HER hunter to gather whatever resources he needs to make a decent meal.

Then they sleep all night long, Inkh held tightly against his mate, then the day begins anew, just like the last one.

Who knows what's next for them.

Welcome to the end of the story! I know it's a little short, I wrote this on a whim in 30 minutes and any constructive criticism is welcomed! Please be kind as it's my first work I've ever published. <3