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A Mercy Laying

For Paqu

By Draconicon

Every knight knew that dragons lived in caves, and that applied to the ones that walked on two legs as much as it applied to the ones that walked on four. Ash climbed up the side of the mountain, dragging himself from one stony foothold to another towards the cave that overlooked the king's road that lay all the way down at the base.

Of course, she'd have it easier, getting to fly up here every time, he thought, shaking his head as he pulled himself up yet another few feet. He groaned as he dragged his armor, his weapons, everything behind him, the weight coming close to dragging him right back down the mountain. Close, but not quite. Mmph...I just hope that she's sleeping...

Not that the equine knight would attack her in her sleep. He would call out, wake her up, and then let things take their course. After having a few minutes to catch his breath, of course. Part of being honorable was being honorable to yourself, as well.

Grunting as he laid his hands on the next handhold, he pulled himself up enough to look over the edge of the next plateau. It was wide enough for landing and take-off, and, sure enough, there was a cave entrance at the edge of it, running down into the mountain. Ash smiled beneath his helmet, his tail flicking slightly as he pulled himself up and over.

Finally...

Hearing nothing that implied that the dragoness inside would be coming out to fight him just yet, he pulled off his helmet to get some fresh air. The hot climb had done a lot to start him sweating, and he groaned as he wiped his forehead clean. His mane was a mess, and he could feel the oily bits running down his back, soaking into the brown fur beneath the armor, making it utterly miserable in the oven that the armor had become.

Yet, he had a job to do. Ash pulled his sword from his waist, holding it in hand for a moment before turning it around and using it as a cane. It wasn't quite needed for that yet, but it made it a bit easier to walk across the plateau to the cave entrance. The horse leaned in, his ears flicking back and forth as he listened for his quarry.

At first, he didn't hear anything. Nothing but silence, nothing but the emptiness of a lonely cavern. He waited, knowing that eventually even someone that was holding their breath would have to let it out.

Then...he heard a moan.

The equine knight blinked. Of all the things that he expected to hear from within the mountain, that hadn't been one of them. He had to have misheard that.

Yet another followed, then another. Irregular, yes, but not the sort of thing that he had expected to hear, and obviously not faked.

What's going on in there?

His duty had brought him here to see to the dragoness bandit Mirandir, a red dragoness that had been preying on the merchant trains that had been coming down the king's road. He had been sent here to make sure that she was taken care of, and to drive her off if he could not kill her outright. He had hoped to find her napping, but...

This was different.

He pulled his helmet back on, slowly, and made his way into the cave. This was a mystery that intrigued him.

The horse descended a good way down the sloping tunnel as the moans grew louder, more distinct. They were pained and...yet, there was some level of pleasure to them, as well. He cocked his head to the side, trying to understand what in the world was going on, but he didn't stop.

Eventually, he reached the end of the corridor. He pulled his sword up at the ready, leaned around the corner, and stared at the sight before him.

It was Mirandir, alright, but not the dragoness as he expected to see her. She was massive, half again as tall as him - and he himself was not a short man, at over six feet in height - and her cream-colored underbelly was swollen, filled with...eggs, if he was not mistaken. He could see little lumps that were slowly moving beneath her scales, shifting around as if they were moving to be -

Oh.

He understood, now.

Ash slowly sheathed his blade, stepping out of the corridor. The red dragoness whipped her head up, glaring at him as she heard the clink-clank of his boots. She tried to get to her feet, but the sheer weight of her belly dragged her back down again. She grunted in discomfort, unable to get her legs under her properly, her breasts hanging down and supported by the size of her bulging belly.

"Hmmph. Here to kill me, are you?" she grunted.

"I was..."

"Ha. Is this thing stopping you?"

She gestured to her stomach, to the eggs that were already moving down. He couldn't quite see her sex, but the horse could see the puddle of liquid beneath her, could smell the fumes that were coming off of her body. Whatever else was going on, the dragoness was definitely getting off on the feeling of the eggs moving within her.

Ash cleared his throat, letting his hand rest on his blade.

"It wouldn't be honorable to fight you now."

"Heh...then let me go."

"I can't do that."

"You can't just look the other way?"

"Not with what you've done."

"Ha...knights."

The dragoness shifted her position, leaning back so that she was reclining against some of the rocks behind her. Her legs pushed out, her feet up on some of the other, smaller stones. She shifted around a bit more, allowing her thighs to spread, and he could just make out her sex between her legs. It was dripping, alright, and not just with birth fluids.

"Mmmph...I can't fight you, knight, so...let me make you a deal." She grimaced, resting her hands on her stomach. "I'll make you a real good deal."

"I'm listening."

"You help me with this...and I'll leave."

"..."

"And I'll throw in a favor, on top of that. Can't ask for a better deal than that, can you?"

"...You swear that you won't stay here? That you will honor your word and leave this realm, if I help you with your eggs?"

"Yeah. I swear - mmmph!"

"Then you have my word that I will help you."

"Then - mmmph! Then get down there! Here they come!"

Ash nodded, pushing his way between the dragoness's legs. Resting one hand on her thigh, he held the other beneath her sex, watching as the gushing fluids started to flow faster. They were leaving her shining down there, wet and wild, and he tried not to think too much about how tight she looked.

Tight, but not for long.

As he rested his hand against her leg, he watched as her pussy started to dilate, started to stretch. It opened slowly, the tip of an egg slowly pushing down and out. She grunted with effort, and he could see her straining to get the egg to move when it started to slow down. He winced slightly as he imagined something like that sliding out of a horse female, but to her...

Well, even if Mirandir hadn't been completely soaked down there, he imagined that she would have been rather obvious with how turned on she was with all the moaning that was going on. He could hear her grunting, huffing, panting. All of the sounds of a female in pleasure, in need. She pushed down again, and he saw the egg parting her further, the pointed tip forcing its way out for a moment before sliding back in again.

Hoping to help, he reached down and gently fanned her sex open, his thumbs rubbing along her outer lips. She groaned, pushing her hips forward just a bit, and the egg came a bit further out. It was obvious that she was squeezing and pushing with all her might, but just as obvious that she was getting off on it. Her clit was throbbing hard, sliding out from beneath its hood, and she was rolling her head back. Those sounds were not the sounds of a female in pain, but one in utter bliss.

Gently rubbing her down there, he watched as the egg pushed a bit further out, then a bit further still. Soon, she was stretched out almost as wide as his fist might have done, the egg sliding down until it was barely holding on. He moved a bit closer, his knees just under her sex -

POP!

And then the first egg came out, falling onto his thighs. It was thick-shelled, so the armor didn't crack it, but he had to catch it rather desperately before it fell to the ground. He held it there, shaking his head.

"Amazing."

"There's more," Mirandir panted. "Much...much more."

"Okay...okay..."

He lifted the egg and put it off to the side, rubbing his gauntlets together in preparation. This was going to take a while. Particularly as no sooner had he put the egg down on the other side of the dragoness's legs than the next egg was already trying to push out. The tip was already spreading her pussy lips, keeping her gaping, and he took a deep breath as he shook his head.

Just focus on the job, and don't focus on her sex...

By the time they were done, Mirandir had cum three times from laying her eggs, and he had been forced to stare deep into her depths more times than he had expected. Once, he'd even had to take off a gauntlet to reach inside of her, helping her when her inner muscles started to slacken, to weaken from all the work that they were done. He'd had to pull the last egg out, and that had been a messy experience.

Messy, but sexy.

Mirandir panted as she laid back, completely exhausted. Yet, at the same time, she smiled, resting her hands on her somewhat deflated belly.

"So...what favor are you going to ask? Not that I think I need you to say it; I can smell how much you liked watching that."

"..."

"Come on. Get that armor off. I think we got time for fun before you pick your real favor."

The End

Summary: Ash, an equine knight, goes up to fight a dragoness bandit. It turns out that she needs helping rather than vanquishing.

Tags: M/F, egg laying, dragoness, horse, size difference, pussy, wet, stretching, eggs, laying, fantasy, fisting, erection, musk, gravid, orgasm, cum,