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Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse

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CHAPTER 16

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"Ow."

Cynder glanced up from meal prepping when Spyro nudged the door open and shuffled in. "You okay?"

"Sore...fuckin' sore all over." Stretching gingerly, he winced and straightened his left hind leg to prevent a cramp seizing up. "They got their paws on some elementally resistant stone, so I couldn't use my earth powers to move it. Had to combine some ice and water and make ramps but still had to manually cart all the shit. It's heavy. Walls are getting close to done though."

"Awww..." She shuffled over, her belly jiggling lightly and sloshing with all the cum he'd left in her the day before. Sitting up on her haunches, she hugged him and he nuzzled in against her swollen midriff, the two quietly purring and cuddling. Licking her belly, he huffed against her scales and pressed in more firmly with his nose, feeling her scales give way around him with all the cummy pudge.

"Can't wait til this is all eggs again."

"Me neither." She churred and kissed him when he sat up to look at her. "I'm still sore and shaky from yesterday too. Maybe we should just hang out in the hot tub down on the ground?"

"But what about the eggs?"

She tittered softly and led him to their room. Spyro blinked at the large round contraption near the nest. "It's an incubator! The Matrons sent it over while you were out. It'll keep them warm and cozy for several hours."

"That's handy...but is it secure? I mean, are you sure it's safe to leave the eggs?"

She smirked at him and reached behind the incubator, pulling up a leather strap affixed to two handles on the sides. "We don't have to leave them."

Grinning back, he shrugged his wings. "Sure, why not then."

A slow, leisurely glide from their house to the surface, then they followed the stream from the ethereal lake over to where Spyro had found that round divot in the stone. Picking out some leaves and twigs, he heated the water while Cynder situated the incubator within easy reach, making doubly sure it couldn't get shifted or splashed. They slipped into the water together with a bit of wincing and hissing at the heat, but finally came to rest against each other, purring and snuggling and kissing passionately. "You're definitely tense all over..." she mumbled, her paws roaming over his body.

"It was a hell of a workout...and a bit soon after spending an all-day with you."

"Awww...." she churred, nuzzling and nibbling at him. "Well...you gave me a massage while I was pregnant. Maybe I should return the favor."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to." Her tone and smirk carried a finality he couldn't refuse. Laying back in the water, he let her do her work. Her soft, lithe paws started rubbing and pressing at his scales, working from his neck to his shoulders while she smooched along his forehead and muzzle, purring and giggling to herself. "How did I manage to score such a big, handsome dork?" she whispered, nuzzling his nose and kneading his chest.

"By being a cute, beautiful, intelligent shard of night sky."

Rolling her eyes with a grin, she worked her way around him, digging her toepads against his sides and giggling when he squirmed at the ticklish feel. Something was pressing back at her round middle, but she ignored it for now, reaching under the water to rub all over his belly and sides, his wings tenting around her. Settling her feet on the bottom of the pool, her intentions became much clearer as her paws moved down to his groin and started rubbing sensually all over his retracted sheath and his low-hanging orbs. Her focus fell onto that massive, gold-spiraled mauve tool throbbing with his pulse in her grip, her exquisitely soft pads exploring every physical detail. "Been a while since I got to just admire your penis for a bit."

"Hard to do when you're insisting on having it balls-deep inside you."

"Yeah. But sometimes it's nice to just look at and play with too." Stroking down from tip to base, she grinned when he flexed and groaned through gritted teeth, a generous stream of cloudy pre pouring from the slit at the end. Licking it up, she purred at the sweet-salty flavor she'd grown to love so much, working his shaft with slow, circular movements roaming between every ridge, every vein, every soft fleshy springy nub of his barbs. Tracing some of the golden patterns on it, she poked gently on every fleck of gold against his mauve flesh, giggling at his flinching and squirming. "Sensitive?"

"With the warmth? Yeah. Very. I might cum already..."

The excited throbbing in his loins was a clear indication of how close he was. Cynder churred and lowered her paws to his huge jewels below, hefting them in the water, feeling their weight on her paws, rubbing at his soft scaly scrotum while she licked and kissed at his tip. "Cum for me then..." she whispered around the barb-crowned head, her tongue swirling around the urethral entrance and even poking the tip inside briefly before tracing around every barb while her lips closed over top to give him a suckling kiss. "Mmmmm..." she churred, closing her eyes, one paw still rubbing those heavy orbs while the other reached up to continue stroking him, working his ridges along the top edge. All the teasing and warmth had him riled up, and he finally lurched back with a stifled roar. Cynder felt his balls shifting in an attempt to pull up to his sheath just a second before that first strong lurch of his cock, then his bits pulsed in rapid motions, filling her mouth with a thick load of his deliciously thick cream. Pulling off, she kept her eyes closed and hugged that massive length to her chest, feeling it surging against her scales and showering her with sticky warm seed, cascading all over her body and plopping noisily into the water around them. He kept going, moaning loudly while he unloaded, covering her in cum, the black dragoness nuzzling and licking and kissing at his penis while he released. When he finally flopped back and gasped to catch his breath, she purred and started licking him clean, finding a naughty satisfaction in feeling his cream oozing and dripping all over her head, neck, and chest.

"Uuugh...my balls hurt..." he groaned. "Too much cumming..."

"Nah...no such thing," she murred, ducking under the water to lick at his balls and wipe her eyes off. Dragging her tongue back up along his sheath all the way to his tip, she winked at him and he smirked at the white dragoness loving on his parts.

"Funny, I thought it was Cynder giving me a massage. Apparently there's a Cynder-shaped cum monster after my dick now."

"Rawr." Kissing his tip again, she scrubbed at herself.

"The pool is full of cum now. Kinda pointless to do that."

"That's the point." Swirling her paws in the cloudy water, she started rubbing it onto herself with a cheeky grin. "Dunno what it is about your cum but I find it makes my scales softer after a bath like this."

He moved over and started sloshing the water onto her, making her squeal and giggle. After letting her soak for a while in his essence, Spyro breathed some fire and lifted all the water out of the pool, to her surprise, and chucked it aside into the stream, then caused more to rapidly fill the pool, heating it as it came in. "Don't think it's a good idea to let it dry on you though. Last time you did that you were super itchy."

"Yeah, true." They washed off more thoroughly and Cynder slipped out of the pool to shake herself off, teasing him with the sinuous motions starting at her head and rippling down her body in a controlled, smooth flow, her tailblade making a musical _whing_noise through the air at the final crack of shaking her tail off. "What?" she asked when she caught him staring at her with a dopey, dreamy grin.

"What?"

"What's with the stare? You see me every day."

"And I'm blessed for it every day."

"You dork." Flashing him her undertail, she shot him a teasing blep, then retrieved the incubator while he got out and dried himself off with his fire.

"So...you're gonna try with Flame after all that weight leaves?" he asked, motioning to her belly. She stroked herself with her wings and sighed with a nod.

"Yeah. The Matrons said I'm not pregnant yet but might go into heat again in like, a week or two. Considering how potent you are this load could still knock me up by then."

"Not a bad thing though," he murred, kissing her cheek and getting a blushing grin from her.

"I just wanna get pregnant again. And again."

"Guess that means we have to abstain from sex yet again though."

"Oh no. I expect your dick to be inside me in some way every day, just like before," she quipped with a naughty grin. Wiggling her ass at him, she lifted her tail, showing off that perfect lush slit tucked between smooth labial scales and the cute divot of her tailhole. "I do enjoy it when you put your penis in my butt."

"If my balls didn't hurt so much from yesterday I'd stuff you right now," he teased back, licking her tail and making her shiver and coo with a surge of lustful need. "Hmmm...yeah, I think you're right, your scales do feel a bit softer after a cum bath."

"Maybe we can get that surplus cum of yours as a scale treatment bath at the Silver Grotto?" she asked with a laugh, then spread her wings and jumped into the air. Spyro followed, a bit more laboriously. The hot bath and massage had helped a little, but he was still sore. Alighting at the house, Cynder peeked at the eggs, lifting the hatch on the incubator device. "Yeah...starting to lose its heat charge. Wanna sit with them while I finish dinner?"

"Sure." He curled up in the nest slowly, wincing at the pull in his legs, then rested his chin on his paws while Cynder carefully arranged the eggs by his side. "Why do you do that, by the way?"

"Hm?" she hummed, pausing while nosing an egg.

"You're so...careful and meticulous about putting them in place."

"Iunno. Just...comes to me. It's those weird urges."

"Hm." When she finished he laid his wing over them, lifting it a tad to peer at the shells. Was it just a trick of the light or were they a bit more lustrous than before? It seemed like the shell colors had increased ever so slightly in intensity. Stretching languidly, he relaxed with the little ones, nosing at them and purring softly, hoping they'd recognize his sound. "Your mother is amazing..." he whispered to them. "No matter what you might hear about her...she's the best dragoness in the world."

Cynder, oblivious to him, hummed to herself in the kitchen, grinding up a few small leaf snippets and then tasting the powder off her claw. "Needs a bit more...salt, maybe?" she muttered. With a motion of her paw, a dark tendril reached from her shadow and nabbed the finely ground salt powder container, then gingerly tapped out a few sprinkles into her concoction. Tasting it again, her face screwed up with focus. "No...salt's good but...that's not what it's missing." Grabbing a little flipbook of parchment sheets, she rubbed some charcoal from the oven onto her claw and started scratching a few notes. "Hrm...three parts...to two parts...to four, and then one of salt...something's out of season, it doesn't taste the same. So what does it need...I can't have everything in season so how do I bulk it up..." Looking over the rack of dried herb bunches hanging behind her, she sniffed at a few. "No, none of these...not strong enough." Fanning the oven flames with a wing, she peeked inside to smell at the meat and tubers simmering in fat and oil. "Maybe something sweet...?" Grabbing some dried berries she ground them up into a paste and dabbed a bit of the herb powder mix onto it and sampled it off her claw. "Oh! Getting there, getting there...Spyro likes savory flavors, maybe some of those dried exotic mushrooms?" Dicing up a cap and stem from a dried-out lavender colored mushroom, she used her tailblade to scoop the fine dices into the dish and then sprinkled her berry-herb mix over top. The initial blast of aroma made her stomach growl. "Ooohhh yeah...that's gotta be it. Noooo...wait, it needs..." Adding two whole leaves to the mix, she lidded it and left it to simmer while she noted down her adjustments to the idea. "I should really start naming these, but naming them just seems corny too." Sitting back, she grinned to herself, taking in the smell of the cooking food. It was a satisfying rush of pride, getting the ingredients to blend like this.

Maybe Ember was right? Maybe she could open up some kind of random food shop? Her worry was being asked to replicate flavors when her real joy came from eyeballing and tweaking things as needed, or as desired. It was so hard to truly replicate a previous dish.

Buttery, savory, a blend of heat spice and flavor spice, some sweetness from berries and a light tart bite, coupled with the umami of the mushrooms, meat, and tubers, and the flavor imbued from the final leaves...it was making her mouth water, and they had quite the large portion this time to get through. Stews, soups, and roasts were her favorite things to make, and this roast was promising to be the best one yet. When she pulled the lid off to baste it, Cynder froze and her eyes rolled back at the wonderful, tantalizing aroma of meats and spices. It was a wonder Spyro hadn't already been lured into the kitchen from this. Ladling the juices a few times over the meat, she then left it to go check on her mate. He was out like a light, curled up in a circle around their brood. Smiling to herself, she padded over and nudged his wing aside to check on the eggs herself, nosing at each one of them with a gentle purr. The two black eggs held her attention longer, the ebon girl wondering if they'd look like her or like him. A Spyro with black scales...the thought reminded her of his Dark Form and how he nearly lost control. Hopefully such a terrible thing never happened again, to him or to them. Then again, they didn't really know how that form had surfaced. Maybe it was only possible because he was purple?

Spyro shifted a little bit and yawned, blinking up at her. "Fell asleep, didn't I..." he mumbled, yawning again.

"Yeah. Looks like you needed it." Kissing his cheek she purred and sauntered back a few steps. "C'mon, dinner's almost ready."

By the time he managed to stiffly shuffle his way out, covering the eggs with a spare fur rug to retain the heat, she'd already gotten the table set for them. Plopping next to her, he folded a wing over her back and she leaned against him while they sampled her newest recipe attempt. "Mmmm...this is...stunning, Cynder, what'd you put in it?"

"Bit of this, bit of that. Just more dabbling really."

"You could be a chef advisor for daily feature plates. They'd pay you to do that. Figure out ratios, someone else copies it."

"Maybe. But that breaks all the fun of making it myself. It's not just figuring out the initial proportions, it's the entire process." Sipping at the broth still on her plate, she churred in delight. "Mmmm- I need you to get more of those light-purple mushrooms soon,...perfect addition to this. I need to research their name."

"I'll see what I can find." Resting his head against hers, he gently rocked with her, the two just basking in each others' presence for a bit. It was different from spending time in the nest or a bath or just casual humps. Sometimes the quiet, platonic snuggling without other objectives like egg-warming was a meditative silence in togetherness. Tails coiling together, they just zoned out with full bellies and hearts. Mindless, meditative togetherness. It was a rarer thing for them with all their sexual activity, but in these quiet moments they found a different sort of completion.

Finally, he pulled away to get the dishes taken care of while Cynder wound herself around the eggs, gently licking and nuzzling them and purring loudly in contentment. When Spyro joined her again, she lifted her tail aside with a shy smile and he obliged, covering her and laying down atop her to snuggle her while his shaft slipped up into her nethers just the way she liked. It was a bit early for bed, but they fell asleep quickly in that intimate embrace, his wing over top of hers shielding the eggs from the cooler air of the house.

Day to day life like this really made it hard to judge the passage of time. Before they knew it, snowflakes were fluttering from the silvery veil of thin clouds across the sky, but not quite able to last long on the ground yet. Spyro took some inventory of the things in their freezer area, and spent a day preparing some quick fixes for her. "What's all this about?" she asked when she found him up to his elbow in a large bowl of dough.

"Making you some food," he grunted as he punched and kneaded the dough. "Before winter really sets in, I'm gonna...hrrf...I'm gonna head out and zap around to find some good hiding places. Just in case. The deepest parts of winter make for the worst times to try to travel...and the best times to attack."

He sounded a lot like Terrador, but she couldn't fault his caution and reason. "Hey...Spyro? Before you leave, we should...do a mate swap for a day with Ember and Flame. See if he can get me pregnant, and you play with Ember."

He paused and thought about it for a bit. "Yeah...that'd be a good idea. But you should clear with the Matrons first and see if you really are in heat...and make sure you don't have enough of my cum left in you."

Her belly had gone down swiftly over the days, faster than usual. "Yeah...I talked to them yesterday. They said I might go into heat as early as tomorrow."

"Wanna shoot for it then?"

"Maybe. Or wait a day longer to make sure." She nuzzled up against him and he picked up an odd tension from her, a hesitation he hadn't felt for a while.

"Hey...you okay?" he asked, wiping off his paws.

"Don't want you to go..." she whispered, nosing up under his neck. Folding his wing over her, he hugged her close. "Sometimes when you leave for a while...I keep getting these...flashes, that you'll never return."

"I'll be quick about it. And safe. I'm not gonna take any chances. If there's danger, I zap out to a new location."

She sighed softly and shook her head. "I shouldn't be advising this but...if there's danger...you should eliminate it, and quickly. If it's golems, we don't need them running amok. No sense in zapping around and leaving things to fester."

"I know...but the last one I killed was...extremely strong, and adaptive. I...don't know if I can trust my powers enough to efficiently kill these things in one shot without hurting the environment. That one was in the sky so not much damage, but I hope I actually killed it and its pieces didn't reanimate. I flung them into the ocean but I had to keep up with the dragonflies."

"Just...be careful."

"Of course. I wouldn't dream of leaving you and the eggs." Kissing her forehead, he mumbled against her scales "You're way too important to me."

"What about...assisting with the Grotto?"

"The Guardians urged me to do this before winter hits. I can wait a few more days to help you prep for my absence, but I've gotta get moving before the snowstorms hit. That's the biggest concern."

"I know...I just don't want to be away from you."

"I'll be back before you know it. They brushed me up on how to make a portal gate...and there's a new design that can deconstruct and reassemble at need, so others can't find it out there or activate it, it only responds to activation from our side or by my key. All I need to do is find a good spot that has cover, probably a cave to live in, clean water, and decent prey and gardening potential. There are a lot of spots that fit the bill that I know of already...just need to make sure they're a good distance out where others can't easily bother us. Once I get the portal gate made there, I can get back here."

"Do you...have a gate to connect it to here?"

"Not yet, that's next on my agenda after I get these meals prepped for you and for myself. It's an easy enough process with my elemental powers though. I'm gonna make a gate here at the house, then when I find a place out there I'll make the matched gate and hop through."

"Okay."

Kissing her on the lips, he purred to try to soothe her again. "I probably won't be gone longer than a normal shopping flight to Warfang. Best case scenario, maybe not even a day. Besides..." He smirked at her. "I may or may not also scope out some...scenic fuck sites for future dates too."

"Oh you sly ass." She couldn't help giggling at that. "Okay, fine, I give, you go on your adventure and leave poor little me all on my lonesome to guard your children from terrible foes."

"Hey, you can pack almost as much a punch as I can, 'terrible foes' my ass."

"Yes, you're an ass, and you'd better fill mine today."

"Oh that was forced, that was terrible and you should be ashamed for it."

"'Ass'hamed?" she giggled, making him groan and roll his eyes. "What're you gonna do, 'pun'ish me for this?"

"Ancestors why-" he growled, Cynder laughing. "Just for that, no dick for you."

"Noooo!" she squealed in protest, flopping against him in melodrama. "Anything 'butt' thaaaaat!"

"Cynder I swear-" he started, then pushed her over, the black-scaled girl squeaking as she found herself on her back and him over her. "You want it that badly?" He didn't give her a chance to reply though, Cynder gasping out when his tapered, crowned tip thrust right up into her anus. "Better be ready for it."

"Aaahhh!" she yipped out as he thrust up into her again, burying half his throbbing maleness under her tail.

"Don't have to be too careful now with no eggs in your belly yet!"

She clenched on him in anticipation, then moaned out as he started fucking her deep and hard, his belly scales constantly rubbing against her quivering wet netherlips and leaking sticky trails of her juices across his lower belly. His balls kept slapping on her tail with each thrust, making her squeal and shudder. The purple male lunged up and grabbed her shoulder with his teeth, making her yelp out and go limp with a surge of lust ripping through her core. It didn't take much longer of his thrusting and rubbing against her slit to get her to cum, crying out and arching up off the floor and humping eagerly on his cock while she gushed all over his belly and thighs and sheath, leaving a heady puddle all over the floor under them. Spyro grabbed her hips and started fucking her harder, sheathing his cock under her tail and making her gasp out with every deep buck until he roared out against her scales and started cumming, flooding her insides with hot thick seed once again. Pumping over and over in to her and swelling her belly, he huffed to calm himself, then licked the divots in her scales from his teeth, grooming her and listening to her purring in afterglow bliss. Rubbing his neck, she purred softly, wiggling her hips on his cock.

"Wasn't actually expecting that but...wow."

"Too rough?"

"Nah. That was actually fun. "

He gave a half-grin but it didn't last more than a second. "I don't really like being assertive."

"I know. But it was a fun little change in the usual." Pulling him up for a kiss, she smiled at him again. "I love you."

Churring back, he started thrusting into her again, slower and sensual, his paws gripping her back and pulling her up into a hug with his wings wrapped around her while she sat on his lap. Tenting her wings around his, she nuzzled at his neck and hid her face against the top of his chest, moaning softly against his scales, bouncing lightly on his sheath and grinding her netherlips against him. She could feel her belly bulging again around his cock, but it wasn't quite as pronounced as when he was in her womb, his ridges and barbs teasing spots that didn't get a lot of attention but felt pleasant nonetheless. His paws roamed all over her back in slow, searching motions, bodies churning back and forth in carnal bliss, soft moans filling the kitchen. The slickness of his cum filling her insides let her glide up and down his length more easily. Purring happily, she leaned back and nearly flopped backwards out of his grip, Spyro stabilizing her while she wiggled her rear against his sheath and ground her labia against his scales, moaning to the ceiling. Her paws on his chest curled a little bit, almost digging her claws into him, her body clenching on his cock. Wings fluttering, she nearly climaxed again just from rubbing her clit against him. Spyro grinned, sitting still and letting her work herself on his shaft for a bit, enjoying the sight of his beloved in throes of bliss. Nipping at her collarbone, he made her shudder in anticipation of another bite, clamping his jaws over her other shoulder this time and hugging her tight to his chest when it made her go limp with a shaky cry. "Rrrrrrr~" he growled with a grin against her, his paws gripping her ass, hips bucking up into her and bouncing her on his lap. It didn't take much to send her over her edge again, not that they were trying to hold off, but the way she quaked and moaned, her body squeezing his member, her feminine essence gushing and spraying against his crotch with every tremulous wave of orgasm ripping through her...it was perfection to him, every time. Her forepaws batted weakly against his body, the poor girl not fully conscious of what she was doing, flailing as pleasure overloaded her. Finally, he bucked up hard and growled against her scales, Cynder squealing happily when she felt his penis lurch powerfully in her depths a second before another heavenly hot gush started swirling and filling her. Her belly tangibly grew rounder, throb by throb, pressing more against his golden scutes, until finally she couldn't hold anymore and it started pouring from her tight grip around his girth. Pulse after thick pulse, he kept filling her while she came down from her high, purring and shakily groping her belly until he let go of her shoulder and started grooming her.

"Trying to...hf...impregnate my ass?" she huffed with a doofy, tongue-lolling grin in her afterglow.

"Would it be wrong of me to say that's actually kind of a hot idea?"

"Kinky~" she churred, wiggling her ass against his sheath again and purring at the delightful fullness in her gut. "Too bad you can't knock up Flame, I hear he'd love to get pregnant."

"Dunno if that's biologically possible."

"Well technically your curse and all this fertility crap is biologically impossible, yet here we are, you're pumping gallons of semen every time you breed."

"And you love it."

"Hmmmmm~" she murred with a satisfied grin. He grinned back and pulled her in for a kiss, the black dragoness clinging to him and purring loudly. "Oh Spyro..." she whispered dreamily, her purple mate licking her neck slowly and nibbling at her scales.

"I love you...so much..." he whispered, nuzzling at her nose. "Need another filling?"

"Maybe in a bit...my tail's starting to fall asleep. But tonight, yes definitely. I want you to cream my butt as much as you can."

"Thought it just felt good, not orgasmic."

"It does, but it's still satisfying feeling you unload in me." Sitting back to stroke her belly, she smiled down at herself, poking at the bulge of his tip poking up from that cummy swell just under her chest. She wasn't nearly as big as when he filled her womb, but the heat and fullness filled her with a deep satisfaction. "I love this direct connection with you. Carrying your seed. Letting you fill me anytime we want. I love feeling your penis inside me, sex or snuggling. It's a completion I can never get enough of. And...being pregnant with your eggs was like multiplying that completion. Does...does all this make me a slut?" she asked nervously.

"I dunno. If it does, who cares? You're enjoying yourself and you deserve happiness." Kissing her again, he rubbed her cheek and she leaned into the gesture.

"You're too good for me," she whispered. "I should get back to the eggs though..."

"Getting antsy?"

"Yeah."

They were still hesitant to pull apart, and Spyro didn't make it any easier, very slowly humping his way free with wider thrusts, making her moan and squeal until finally his massive length slipped out, leaving a trail of cum connecting his tip to her tailhole. With a breath of fire and a flick of his paw, he cleaned her and the floor in one smooth wave, making her squeak in surprise at the cool rush of fluid across her privates. Drying her off with his fire, he kissed her folds and licked at her clit, giving her a parting light swat on her hinds, Cynder giggling and swaying her hips and tail as she left the kitchen. Staring after her even after she was out of eyesight, the purple dragon sighed slowly to himself with a lovestruck doofy grin, taking a few moments before snapping back to reality with a shake of his head and wings to return to his food prep. Four wonderful years with her and he was still prone to getting hopelessly lost in his affection for her. The fun with her gave him an extra drive to finish his preparations.

By the time the swelling in her womb had gone down two days later, Cynder was definitely feeling much more sexually driven, and it wasn't just from falling asleep with Spyro's penis tucked away in her depths. She woke up to find him hard as a rock inside her vagina, and it was almost impossible to resist humping on him, the black-scaled girl moaning sweetly and huffing in bliss as his barbs and ridges raked at her walls and her cervix, a flaring warmth already building in her belly from her intense need overriding her senses. The gyrations against his body and her adorable vocalizations roused him from his sleep to find her about to cum, her hot slick passage milking his girth tightly. "Thought you wanted Flame's eggs..." he mumbled, hugging her and kissing her passionately. She gasped at the suddenness of his attentions, but melted against him.

"Spyro...I can't help it...I can't stop...I need your penis, I need your cum I need your eggs!" she whined, sitting atop him and bouncing firmly, wet smacking noises echoing around their small home. "Please!"

There was a strong scent in the air around them and his nose flared, a surge of intense lust fogging his mind and making him growl possessively, humping up into her eagerly and making her cry out in bliss. Only the touch of an eggshell against his side brought him back to reality before they went over that point of no return where they'd have to wait another half a year before they could test her Matriarch abilities again. "Cynder, careful, the eggs!" he barked, making her freeze up and clench so tightly on his cock he winced and groaned at the pinch.

"Fuck, fuck are the eggs okay?? I didn't even-"

"Ancestors, that scared me..." he groaned, pawing at his face. "Yeah...yeah, they're fine. They're fine, Cynder. Chill." Rubbing her sides, he gently pulled her down into a hug. She sighed out and flopped against him.

"Fuckin' hell...these instincts of ours are terrible..." she groaned. "Looks like I'm definitely in heat then..."

"Might be a good idea to do a mate-swap for today and tomorrow then. Increase your chances of success with Flame, if possible."

"Maybe...but if my heat lasts as long as Ember's..."

"Only my cum settles heat symptoms fast. We can't use estrus recovery as an indicator if Flame manages to knock you up."

Whining softly, she desperately fought the urge to keep humping him. Spyro solved that by gripping her butt and pulling her up along his body, Cynder gasping and nearly cumming right there as his retreating ridges and barbs continuously slid rapidly over her nerves until she was left gaping against his chest. He licked his lips and pulled her up to his mouth, the dark dragoness gasping out and moaning cutely again when he buried his tongue into her and started making out with her netherlips. Her juices were thicker, slicker, and spicier than usual and it tickled all his senses into overdrive, making him growl into her cunny and eat her out ravenously. "Sp-Spyyyyyrrrroooo-" she wailed out to the ceiling, then screamed and blasted fire against the roof of the egg chamber, her whole body seizing up and then quaking all over as her climax ripped across her frame. Spyro gagged and gurgled, her juices spraying so forcefully against his face it actually stung his eyes from impact. Every time she shuddered and rippled, another heavy spray of her fluids flooded his face, until she flopped out of the nest away from the eggs and groaned long and low in her afterglow. Coughing and spluttering, he managed to clean off his face enough to look at her in surprise.

"Ancestors, Cynder, I've never seen you cum that hard!" All he got in response was a nondescript vocal noise, followed by a tired airy giggle between her panting breaths. "Geez..." He groaned at the sopping mess in the nest. "Gonna have to ask about that..." he mumbled, then sighed and carefully started placing the eggs in the incubator, giving it a breath of fire to get it warmed up. By the time he got the nesting materials outside to get them cleaned again, she finally recovered enough to roll to her paws, shaky and still blissed out. Looking around the room, it took a few moments to shake the lust-drunk haze enough to process what happened.

"Oh shit...wow..." she giggled, then sighed and shook her head. "Fuuuuck...that was...intense..." Nosing at the incubator, she pressed her nose agaisnt it for a moment to gauge how warm it was, then nodded and went to join him outside, waddling awkwardly as she tried not to trip or stumble on her leaden legs. "Hey..." she greeted him a bit nervously.

"Hey...we need to figure out a nest design that's not so heavy with cleaning. We can't be doing this so much with how...productive we are." He breathed a stream of water at the hanging furs, blasting it with cold water. Cynder watched in surprise at the murky falloff.

"Is that...just our cum?"

"Dried cum, yeah. Lots of it. Even with how careful we are. I know you leak in your sleep when you get horny."

"Geez..." she muttered, still watching. "Yeah...um. I'll ask around about methods to sate nesting with...this problem."

"No, I will. You're probably gonna pin some hapless male or even one of the Guardians if you're that ravenous for sex."

With a frustrated huff, she opened her mouth to rebuke him, but it died on her tongue. He was right. "So...what...should I do?"

Pausing his work again, he looked her over and sighed softly. "I'm not sure how good an idea it is...but you want to maximize your chances of success with Flame knocking you up. I'll take Ember with me to go ask the Matrons about these things...and you stay with Flame. While I'm gone. I'll do what I can to get a nest situated by their advice but after that I need to get the portal stuff sorted. While I'm off doing that, you'll have Flame to tend to you. If you're not pregnant by the time I get back, I'll put more eggs in you. Sound like a plan?"

Her gaze was fixated on his balls, but she heard most of it. "Yeah...seems good. I'll bring the eggs with me. But...you said you were making a portal frame here first?"

"Yeah, I did last night. Remember? You fell asleep and I came back in and filled your butt?"

She giggled at that. "Yeah...can't forget that. I really did like feeling you just slide right up into me without warning."

"I finished the gate while you were asleep. Kinda...cheated a bit on a new room for it, but it's there and it'll work. I don't have to fiddle with sigil connection crap so much since they're mated gates. Less time spent building and refining once I find a spot."

Her focus was dwindling, mind fogging as her growing heat crept back up through her body. Her eyes kept locking onto his hinds.

"Yeah...we should get going soon, you're fading fast."

"Huh?" she yipped, snapping back to reality.

"You heard me, yes?"

"Uh...something about portal in the back room, less time spent figuring it out?" She licked her lips as she gazed at his heavy, huge balls dangling between his hind legs. "Can you just kinda, like, rub your balls all over my face?"

Rolling his eyes, he huffed. "Before I leave, sure, but let's get to the Temple first and arrange this stuff with Flame and Ember. Before you try to rape me for a cum filling." While it was said in jest, it had enough of a grounding effect that her sexual drive fell again. Internally cursing her biology overriding her senses, she followed him to the Temple, though less direct following and more being led by glimpses of those heavy nads swaying under his tail.

"Such a stud..." she murred to herself, getting lust-drunk again with the knowledge that she was his chosen mate. Oh, she couldn't wait to feel him unload those lovely jewels into her body again...

The slightly younger couple were out in the garden, teasing each other and getting quite randy when Spyro located them. "Hey!" Flame called, then gave Ember a long smooch on the cheek, getting her to giggle and purr and swat his butt lightly with her tail. "What's up?"

"Hey, uh, so fast recap before she lands, Cynder's in heat and she and the Matrons want to see if her estrus might be able to heal your virility. Wanna do an impromptu mate-swap for a few days and test their theory?"

They stared stunned at him for a few moments, Cynder landing behind Spyro and clearly looking very needy, her eyes locking onto Flame's rock-hard shaft bobbing under his belly. "This...was not how I expected our day to go but..." He glanced at Ember. "You up for it hun?"

"Sure!" she yipped, kissing him and then grinning at Spyro. "I'd love a few days with the purple hero~ Plus, if it does work...you can get me pregnant soon as I lay these."

Their grins went from excited to a soft hopeful look, nosing at each other. "You're the best little sister. I love you."

Purring back, she kissed him. "Love you, Flamie. Now go show her how the Stud of Warfang gives a girl a good time."

He winced internally at that as he looked back up at Spyro and Cynder trading nuzzles, the purple dragon's shaft already dropping from the anticipation and the smell of Cynder's heat. Hopefully he could give Cynder a run for Spyro's money. This time he wasn't so worn out or sore or chafed, in fact he was quite primed for breeding from teasing his sister. Padding up to the slightly taller black dragoness, he grinned when he got her attention, Cynder smiling shyly at the unusual situation. Her incubator was strapped around her neck and forelegs, safely braced against her chest. "Hey sexy momma."

"Hey Flame." She glanced back at Spyro and smiled at him, then stepped forward to the red dragon. "So..."

"Yeah. Bit sudden, I know. Why don't we get more comfortable somewhere before we start anything?" he offered with an open wing. She giggled again and hooked her wing against his, letting him lead her further into the garden for privacy away from the Temple. Ember shook her head with an amused grin, then turned to greet Spyro as he walked up to her.

"Well, I hope you know you owe me for hijacking a garden date with my brother," she teased, Spyro smirking back.

"I know and intend fully to repay the intrusion." Lifting a wing and angling himself, he showed her his fully erect shaft, Ember's tongue lolling out with an eager grin.

"It's both scary and arousing to see that. Every time. Ancestors, Spyro, your penis is so fucking big..." Her wings stroked her belly. Was she a bit bigger in the middle now or was it his fantasies playing tricks on him, knowing he'd knocked her up? "Someday I hope I can get the whole thing in me like Cynder does."

"Gonna need practice when you don't have eggs in your womb."

"But you and she do that while she's gravid?"

He rubbed his neck with his wing. "Yeah, about that...you and Jeela feel different inside compared to Cynder. I dunno if it's a Matriarch design thing? It's much easier to get through her cervix than it is for you...less resistance and...um...I dunno. You two feel completely different compared to her, yet you two are roughly the same inside."

"Huh...guess that would make sense. But I still wanna try! Jeela told me you bulged her belly with your tip! I wannaaaaa..." she whined, but with a playful smirk.

"We'll see. Jeela said it hurt a bit. But we can definitely try when we're able. I do need to ask the Matrons something about nesting though, and about Cynder's heat."

"Yeah, that's got me wondering too. She told me she didn't have an obvious heat when you got her pregnant, yet she's here looking like I must have when I came here the first time."

"Yeah...it's odd. But it might not be odd? I need to ask."

"Mmm..." Ember churred and wiggled her hips, her tail hiking. "Well...before we go find them...mind helping me take care of Flame's teasing?"

"I dunno, how bad is it?" he asked, watching her turn around and present herself. She was dripping wet all down her legs and her vulva scales were swollen and pinker than the rest of her pale belly. She was about to look over her shoulder at him, but squeaked when she felt his paws grab her hips and his tip press at her entrance.

"You set me up for that."

"Sure did, and I don't hear a complaint."

"Nope~" she churred, grinding back and taking his tip into her sopping, tight folds. He walked himself forward with light thrusts, inching himself into her depths, Ember clawing at the ground and moaning into the grass. "Yesssss..."

Meanwhile, Flame had a small campfire going while Cynder reclined on a mossy bench, perfectly cushy and soft while he offered her some roasted leaf-wrapped mushrooms. "Mmm...these are so simple yet delicious," she murred, nipping at another one when he held it up.

"One of my trail snacks, but it makes for a good little quick-grab." She nibbled the last one and he slipped in to spoon up behind her, the black dragoness churring while his paws roamed her body. "The first few times we played were fun but...not gonna lie, been wanting to have some slow one on one time with you too."

"Have you now?" she teased, craning her neck around to nibble at his muzzle.

"Can you blame a guy when he's presented with a bombshell of a girl?" he asked, licking along her shoulder.

"You sure know how to spread the butter," she replied with a naughty grin.

"Hey, the best butter is honesty, in my experience." Nibbling at her neck, he grinned when she quivered and moaned under her breath. "So. You want to see if you can have my eggs?"

Blushing heavily, she fought for a lucid answer. "I need eggs again...so much..." she whimpered.

His paw moved back to pet her rump, making her tail shift up along his. "Then perhaps it would be rude of me to keep you waiting for them," he churred, his voice dropping husky and a little bit of a growl, making her quiver again as a surge of lust ripped through her. With practiced ease his paw maneuvered her tail out of the way while his hips dipped in against her to rub his tip against her netherlips, smearing a generous amount of sticky, slick pre against the flood of her juices already coating her crotch. "Do I have the honor of claiming your first true heat?"

"S-seems so..." she groaned out, huffing with a small gasp as his tip popped into her eager entrance.

"Maybe this clutch could be bigger than your first?"

"So...many eggs..." she mumbled, getting lost in her fantasies and needs.

Smiling to himself, he kissed the back of her neck, mindful of the spines there. "You're a totally different dragoness when you're in heat. Let's get you settled and back to normal so you can enjoy a belly full of eggs again." His paws gripped her hips and belly, kneading her tenderly as he sank his entire thick shaft into her in one smooth stroke, Cynder moaning out deep and low in utter ecstasy. His tongue, teeth, and paws explored her body while he steadily thrust into her depths, purring and crooning to her with wordless sentiment meant to rile her up and take full advantage of her estrus craze. Cynder melted into a puddle under his ministrations, a mess of lewd, pleasured moaning and gasping and humping against him, her mind awash with lust and pleasure. While he couldn't hit all those favorite spots that had her addicted to her mate, Flame certainly knew how to make up for it with years of experience with females in heat. It didn't take him long to find every spot to touch with his paws or teeth, every scale that triggered a rush of clenching and needful lust in her core, every spot to lick at in repeated slowness to tease another spurt of her juices around his slightly thicker girth. In and out his hips sawed his cock in her tight, slick, hot passage, his ridges scooping out thick sticky globs of her essence with each pull and adding to the sloppy noises of their tryst. While he knew the intention of this visit was to prove or disprove theories about her Matriarch heritage, he couldn't help that primal surge of pride at making this legendary heroine melt like putty on his dick. It felt so odd to consider her and Spyro as friends, and that extra layer of relationship just added to the pride, that he was friends with the Terror of the Skies and had her babbling and gasping at his mercy. How much of it was her heat-driven lust and how much was his skill satisfying her would remain to be seen for a later rendezvous after her heat was settled, but for now it was certainly quite the exhilarating rush.

Cynder's paws curled and flexed and her legs and tail quivered and flailed with their increasing fervor against each others' bodies, too lost in pleasure to know how she was moving, only that the motion felt too good to stop and she needed more. It didn't take very long before she was yowling out and arching back against him and humping madly, gushing and spurting all over the ground and nearly dousing the campfire with her onslaught of fluids, her tight tunnel milking Flame's length desperately as if trying to drink from his balls with his cock as a straw. "Damn, Cynder...how does Spyro last so long with you, you're gonna drain me dry in one go like this!" he chuckled, then nibbled at her shoulder, refraining from the urge to bite and render her limp. Much as he enjoyed that form of dominance, part of him felt it was one of those mating actions that was meant to be private between mates. Ember was the only one he bit for mating, and much as his instincts urged him to do the same to claim Cynder and further her pleasure, he fought against that. Spyro should be the only one to grab her shoulder in a mating bite, he told himself, focusing that urge instead on kneading and rubbing at her erogenous zones. She gurgled out another lewd gasping moan, fighting for breath on the verge of climax at him touching those spots, then she wailed out and spewed fire into the air as she came even harder, spraying her fluids all over her legs and his balls, the hot rush nearly catching him off guard again, his cock throbbing with intense need for release inside her. Finally, he could no longer resist, gripping her hips with his paws and fucking her hard and fast into another melting orgasm, Cynder squirting all over the ground in front of them while he pumped rope after thick, hot rope into her depths. It was still kind of strange to her, feeling a male cumming inside her yet not swelling her belly, but it was no less satisfying to feel all that lovely baby batter right where it belonged in her body. Panting and feeling a bit faint from the intensity, she flopped against him, purring and panting, Flame churring and kneading her body sensually to help her relax and enjoy her afterglow. When she recovered enough to truly catch her breath, she shot him a sidelong smile, not really wanting to fully turn her head with how wonderfully warm and heavy her body felt.

"Amazing..." she breathed out, Flame licking her nose.

"I only aim to please."

"Definitely hit the mark then..." she whispered, stretching her leaden legs and vibrating all over for a second. "Ooohh wow...if this is what being in heat is really like...I'm kinda scared I might get addicted to it."

Nibbling and grooming her neck, he chuckled softly. "Well, hopefully that 'always ready to be impregnated' thing for your...super...ovisomething won't have you in perpetual heat. It's nice and all but some girls do get addicted and it messes them up. Wouldn't want the Terror of the Skies becoming a slutty airhead now would we?"

"Point..." she huffed, still panting a little. "Wow...the fuck did you do to me, I haven't felt this worn out after sex for a while..."

"Not worn out. Relaxed." Digging a toe against one of her sensitive spots, he grinned when she squirmed and moaned. "I should show Spyro these spots. Erogenous zones. I imagine he knows a few...but not how to truly use them."

"No...wow...yeah, we...know a few spots on each other but...usually just too eager to have sex and be together."

"Yeah. Same goes for most couples. But a girl in heat? You treat her to just the right ero-zones...and she melts all over, gets so super relaxed and puddled, and it's like extended foreplay, gets her good and riled for round two...and after a good hard rough fuck for round two, and some deep sleep, she gets a clearer head despite the estrus, and then you can really get into some pleasurable fun when she's much more aware. Also supposedly helps her chances of getting pregnant but...I wouldn't know there. Not yet anyway."

"Seems that...puddling? didn't work with Ember though."

His grin faded and he huffed. "No...that madness was...very unusual, and the Matrons attribute it to Spyro's pheromones. Now that she's pregnant though, I can melt her all I want, or all she wants, it depends day to day."

"How often do you treat her like this?" Cynder asked, trying to move properly but feeling just too good all over to commit to any major motion. "Damn...it's like I'm floating on a cloud..."

"Not often, admittedly. She's the type that can get so relaxed she might not be fully functional the next day, so we reserve it for days off when we're not expected anywhere. Which has been pretty often here at the Temple."

Purring softly while she basked in the glow, she let her mind wander, Flame settling in to keep rubbing and kneading at her body and grooming her neck. "Mmmmm~" she churred happily. "Guess you were right...we were missing out on a lot of fun."

"I'll gladly teach Spyro how to do this for you. Ero-zones are fun...but you couple that with a mating bite? Girl's flat gone past cloud nine."

"Then why didn't you bite me?"

Nibbling at her shoulder and making her shift and coo, he huffed against her scales. "Because, to me, a mating bite is one of the few special things mates can do to really express their love. When a girl goes limp from it and submits her body to her mate...that trust and need for pleasure...I think that's something that only true mates should do for each other, helps keep things super special between them between all the fun sexy flings they might have with others."

It was kind of sappy, but the idea sent a warmth through her and she purred at him. "That's real sweet and philosophical of you."

"Hey, I'm not just some horndog stud who only thinks of sex."

"Is there a similar thing for guys that girls can do to them? For them?"

"Kind of, but not so much. I think it's from biological design of girls being eggbearers and males being defenders and providers, but males are a bit harder to really get off the way girls do. We do have ero-zones too, but they're not as...explosive. Girls tend to be designed to sit around with eggs, and what better to do during that than to have sex and share pleasure and love? Guys are built to be on the go, fucking the girl and making sure she's safe and has food for her eggs and hatchlings. I mean, that's kind of a crude boil-down but it's core facts behind the mechanics. It's kind of the same for the other creatures too, really, though to different degrees."

"Are the balls one of those zones?"

He smirked at that. "You and balls. But yeah. Right behind the ballsack, between that and his tailhole, there's a sensitive spot that can trigger the prostate. You know that super sensitive spot just inside your vagina? The male's equivalent is roughly in the same spot in his ass, and that small spot behind his balls, if you press in gently and rub it in circles...depending on the guy it can either be uncomfortable or it might get him to cream himself without touching his dick. All the spots are up to the individual, kinda like how you love anal sex but Ember hates it."

"Mmmm...I've gotten Spyro to cum just by rubbing and licking his balls before."

"That's pretty rare, yeah. He's gotta be super careful to protect them then, that means he's much more contact sensitive and if someone kicks him there, yeouch."

"Anyone kicks Spyro's balls, Imma rip theirs off in compensation."

Flame grimaced at that and then chuckled. "I'll never understand why so many girls love balls so much."

"They're sexy! They're sexy and soft and so fun to nuzzle and kiss and lick and fondle!" Managing to move her foreleg, she reached down and groped his sack, rubbing him with her pawpads and getting him to groan and grind up into her passage again. "Mmmm...and yours are nice and big...and heavy...so full...I miss being able to suck on Spyro's balls, they're just too big now."

"Well, while he's off doing his stuff, you can suck on mine all you want. Just...be careful."

"Of course...a guy's testicles are just too precious to harm." Rolling his nuts tenderly between her toes, cloaking her claws with her shadow power, she started kneading his orbs, giving him a smirk when he gritted his teeth and his shaft throbbed mightily inside her. "Does Ember ever treat your balls to some good loving?"

"All the time..." he groaned. "She's been all over my balls and dad's ever since we were kids." Licking along her neck, he rubbed her trim belly. "How long are you here, just for today?"

Shaking her head, she wiggled back against him. "Spyro's gotta go off to do something, and we don't know for how long. I think he leaves tomorrow...but he said we should...increase your chances of getting me pregnant."

If he could get any harder, he would have, his member pulsing hard against her inner walls. "So I get to try to breed you for a few days?"

"Yep."

"You'll have to share me with Ember though when he leaves. Unless another of her friends comes by."

"Or she could get it on with one of the Guardians..." Cynder teased.

"She actually might try that if she gets desperate enough. She was eyeing Terrador when that mad heat settled in."

"Mmmm...if he wasn't all tactics and combat, I think he might be a fun lay..." she murmured, sleep starting to pull at her eyes. Flame rolled his eyes with a smirk and gently pulled out, moving to check on the incubator for her and giving it a soft puff of fire to keep the heat going before rolling their mother onto her back and pulling her hips up onto his lap, Cynder squeaking at the motions.

"Round two, m'lady?"

"Please!" she rasped, locking her hind legs around his waist and pulling his shaft into her waiting cunny again.

Spyro huffed atop Ember, paws wrapped around her waist and hips pistoning above her tail. It was so awkward not being able to fit his whole length inside her, but her vaginal passage felt so different from Cynder's, so pleasurable with that difference, he didn't really care that half his length was left outside her grip. The pink dragoness was face-down in the grass, squealing wordless babbling between breathless huffs with every mind-numbing thrust as his barbs and ridges squished against all those spots in her that only he could reach. She loved her brother and his cock, but Spyro had introduced an itch in her system and his longer penis was the only thing that could scratch it. That, and the fact that she could so casually have sex with the legend himself, it was a mind-blowing reality every time he penetrated her.

A small flash of magic, and she glanced under herself upside-down to see his heavy, pendulous nuts swinging by her tail, half obscured by a crystal bottle. "Oh!" she squeaked in realization, having forgotten already that he needed to collect the leftovers.

"Gonna...gonna cum soon..." he growled, huffing against her back.

"Fuck yes...cream me..." she begged, pressing back and biting her lip at the slightly painful sting of his tip kissing her cervix. "I wish you could put even more eggs in me while I'm already pregnant!"

The mental image of swelling her belly with more eggs while she already had eggs was enough to push him over his edge, the purple dragon throwing his head back with a muffled roar through gritted teeth, tail flagging and those sizeable eggs of his own pulling up behind his sheath to unload their contents into her. Ember squealed in bliss and shuddered in climax, dripping all over the grass while her passage was flooded with hot, virile torrents of his essence. She could feel him spraying against her cervix and inner walls, and it was a heavenly sensation. After just a few pulses though, she started leaking and he pulled out, both of them awkwardly and shakily trying to align themselves with the bottle, Ember dripping into it and Spyro trying to steady his jerking cock to aim most of his ejaculation into it rather than all over the place. When it was mostly full she whipped around and latched onto his length with her mouth, Spyro groaning at the additional stimulation, the pink girl purring in delight as he filled her mouth and let her taste that deliciously sweet-salty treat that Cynder got to enjoy more regularly. Gulping it down as quick as she could, her eyes rolled back as she savored the experience. When he finally stopped throbbing against her tongue, she pulled back and licked off what she could before his penis retreated into his sheath.

"Yum!" she churred, licking her lips. "Always love a good cummy drink..."

"You and Cynder both."

"What? Cum is tasty!" Giggling, she kissed his tip and then pulled out from under him. Spyro stored the cum-covered and -filled jar in his magic storage again.

"And you're gonna walk around all messy like that?"

Smirking, she shrugged with her wings. "Kind of a normal thing with how often Flame cums in me here. Though I suppose I should clean up, yeah."

Repeating his trick from a few days before, he caused some water to wash over her hinds and rapidly scrub the sticky mess off, making her yelp in surprise at the cool rush tickling her privates and then sweeping into the grass and soil. "There."

"That is a damn handy trick and I want it." Nuzzling against his chest, she smiled shyly. "Thanks, though. I'm...kinda glad we can have fun like this."

"I should be thanking you for helping me open up like this."

"You're not having trouble in bed with Cynder after me and Jeela, are you?"

"Not really. You were right, it is pretty different enough for now to not be that much of an issue."

Grinning smugly, she nodded. "Told ya so. Let's get that cum to the Matrons and get your questions answered so we can...'collect' some more."

"Well, collection wasn't entirely the point of this but...yeah, fair enough."

"Might as well! You and Cynder have been slipping on it you know," she added with a smirk, Spyro facepawing.

"Fuuuuck...yeah, it's not exactly a habit yet."

"If you two move to the Silver Grotto, you'll have them on your tails every day about it."

The old ladies were quite appreciative to receive his semen again. "Thank you, dear, our stocks are getting a bit low. We've had to run numerous experiments in the face of a possible breakthrough."

"I'll get you lots more for him," Ember replied with a lick of her lips. "We're doing a mate swap while Cynder sees if Flame can knock her up!"

"That is excellent news!"

"About that though...Cynder went head over heels into heat," Spyro added. "And her...orgasms were extremely intense earlier. Almost on par with what Ember was going through."

Their smiles faded. "Alright, good thing she's at the Temple here then. We'll keep an eye on her. Spyro, take Ember to your home for the day, we need to see if it's due to your pheromones. If it is, we'll need to have you begin treatments for pheromone conditioning as soon as possible."

"Is she alright?"

"That...depends. Considering she didn't have a traditional estrus response when you first impregnated her, to accelerate to this level on her second heat is...potentially alarming. I had thought her to be immune to your pheromones but...perhaps not..."

Her sister shifted her glasses. "Could it...possibly be her eggs were...that this is actually her first heat?"

Spyro frowned. "What...would that mean?"

The mage sister shook her head. "There was once a twisted school of magical experimentation that believed a male's virility could be so enhanced he could impregnate anyone with his sperm alone...that his sperm would essentially be fertilized eggs awaiting implantation in a...host. Male or female."

He blanched at that and Ember blushed red-hot at the idea that Spyro could knock up Flame or other males too. "That...but males don't even have the biology for that! For eggs! That's crazy!"

"It's magic. And it's never been proven, because yes, it is crazy...coming from me, even. Your sperm cells have not shown any such ability either amidst all our testing. They are simply overcharged with life force. Unfortunately however...as far a reach as this is is for impossibility, we cannot rule it out either, with how unprecedented your situation already is. But this is very highly unlikely."

"But...not impossible."

"Nothing's ever truly impossible. Just incalculably unlikely."

"Don't worry about it though, dear. You'd be surprised how many darker theories have been suggested in all this. Most of which are already soundly debunked. It's very rare, but not unheard of, for a dragoness to ovulate without going into estrus. I believe that may have been Cynder's case, that she may have leaked her ova or gone into an asymptomatic estrus cycle."

"Good...as long as it's that and not this curse."

"I'm fairly certain if it was simply your sperm becoming an embryo, the eggshells would not have borne Cynder's colors. Relax, young one, and take the day to have some fun before your departure...but do be ready when you return, for we may find ourselves with no recourse but to get you and Cynder undergoing training and conditioning for your abilities."

"Oh...um..." She blushed and rubbed his neck with his wing nervously. "I uhhhh...is there...like...some way we can...fluid-proof our nesting materials maybe?"

They both smirked at that and shook their heads. "Not unless you study magic or get much better with your elemental control in the moment."

"Damn..."

When they left the Temple, Ember glanced up at him. "Departure? You're going somewhere?" She shivered when a cold wind whipped by, Spyro laying his wing over her for warmth.

"Yeah...I...need to make some emergency escape portals. Just in case. Guardian orders. I don't know how long I'll be out."

"So Cynder's gonna be bunking with us then while you're gone so she can get pregnant by Flame."

"Yep."

"Cool, been looking forward to a girl's slumber party, we're gonna have fun!" Bumping up playfully against his shoulder, she giggled. "But first a slumberfuck party with the purple hero~"

He rolled his eyes, then laughed a little. "Perhaps."

Pulling back a bit, she glanced between his legs and grinned to herself, finding him already at half-mast. "Yum...can I just spend like...half the night sucking on you?"

"If you want."

Letting her into the house, he couldn't help a peek under her raised tail as she looked around. "Oh!" she squeaked when he ducked under her tail and gave her a little lick on the slit. "Quite the gentledrake..."

"Well, tradition is to kiss the paw, but...you know."

"Mmm...well, I do prefer it on my pussy." Coiling her tail loosely around his neck, she dragged it across his chest with a little wink before stepping further inside. "You two have a lovely bed, where'd you get it?" she asked, peeking into the main bedroom. "Or...did you make it?"

He gazed at the long hardwood frame braced with crystal and ornamented with copper and crimson stones. "I made it. Well, the frame anyway. Neither of us can sew, so making the mattress was someone else."

"You made that?!"

"Yeah, took a long time though...I kinda cheated it with my elemental power for symmetry."

"It's beautiful...but you don't use it much now do you?"

"Unfortunately. Cynder's all about the nest right now."

"She might want to return to it once the brooding phase is over. Mind if I take the guest bed?"

"Go ahead, it's all yours."

"All ours tonight you mean," she corrected him with a shake of her hips.

"Sorry. Still getting used to this."

"True. It'll take a while. Just nice to see you're open to it." Purring softly, she pecked him on the cheek. "But, while I'm here...you can mount me any time you want, if you want."

"You say that every time though."

"Because I mean it~" Giggling again, she wiggled in anticipation. "And I don't give that permission to just anyone...even if they are handsome, powerful heroes."

"Good to know I've made the cut then." He padded over to the kitchen. "I haven't eaten yet today though, Cynder kind of pounced me in her needy plight and we headed straight over to the Temple after getting cleaned up. Want anything?"

"Whatcha got?"

"Venison, cold bird cuts, some bread dough I can fluff up in the oven...Cynder's jams...some frozen stew she set aside..." He rode the small lift to the cold room below and refreshed the ice block. "She's also got some honey cakes here, they're really good frozen!"

"Everything's preserved?"

"For my trip," he replied, bringing up the cakes and some cold chunks of meat. Using his claws he sliced off some portions and set aside some cubes of the sweet, sticky, dense bread. It was more of a puffed-grain mash stuck together with honey and sweet berry juice, slowly melting into an oozey, delightful mess while they ate the meat. Giving the cake a hesitant once-over, Ember took a bite, her eyes popping.

"Wow! What...what is this texture? It's so...chewy! I thought it was gonna be like, crispy and awkward!"

"Nope! That was one of her first recipes she tried after seeing the Cheetahs do something similar to make trail rations."

"Yum! Yeah...I think, if she made large batches of this kind of stuff to sell, she could make some really good bank just selling portions."

"That...could be an idea, she's kind of hesitant about any kind of restaurant work or advisory position because she loves to dabble with the entire cooking process."

"Easy! Just make a big batch!" Licking her paws, she purred. "Mmmm...I know I'd buy things she makes."

"I'll let her know, but it might mean more if you tell her yourself too."

"Oh I plan to, if we're living there together I'm pretty sure the wonderful smells from her dabbling would torture everyone's stomachs." Spying his growing erection again, she smirked and added "That's another tasty treat too...mind if I have a drink again?" With a smirking grin he shuffled aside and rolled onto his back. Ember purred at the sight of his huge balls dangling over his tail and that long, gloriously masculine shaft laying across his belly and poking his lowest ribs. "You are so hung..." she huffed, padding over and admiring the view up close. "It's so mind-boggling to see that... Are your balls getting bigger?"

"They were, but they've stopped. Good thing too, they're starting to get in the way of walking sometimes when it gets really hot."

"Very hot..." she muttered, licking her lips. Moving down between his legs, she nuzzled at his sack, breathing against him, taking in that lovely smell of a clean male. Trailing her tongue between his twin orbs, she licked slowly up to his sheath, watching his penis strain in the air and leak a copious, stringy glob of pre onto his belly. Her right paw came up to cup and rub his nuts, feeling just how heavy they were. "Reminds me of playing with daddy's testicles when I was small."

"Playing with?"

"Just nuzzling, licking, feeling them shift against my paws. He was very strict about not getting too into it. But it's a fun part of the body for sure." Licking at him again, she suckled lightly on his sack as if trying to get his jewel into her mouth. "Can't get Cynder to suck on your balls anymore though I guess."

"Yeah...we both miss it. But I think she'll take it up with Flame."

"Oh he melts when I do that to him. Before his pair dropped and got bigger, we'd sometimes sixty-nine each other in the nest and I'd fall asleep nursing on his balls. Still do sometimes but it's a bit more difficult with bigger bodies." Moving up, she nuzzled at his sheath, crossing her eyes a bit to watch his shaft pulse in response to her touch. "It's so fucking long...Cynder's so lucky to have so much penis to play with any time she wants."

He couldn't think of a reply to that, not that it mattered when she immediately followed up by letting her tongue droop from her lips to tease between the soft, fleshy nubs of his barbs running along his urethral bulge. "Uuurrgh..." he grunted, spurting another trail of clear sticky pre across himself.

"Need it..." she murred, almost drunk with lust. Straddling his tail, she started to gently grind her sodden nethers against his eggs, bending her head down to kiss and suckle on his tip. This was new to him, watching with wide-eyed fascination while she started slowly humping and grinding herself along his sack and sheath, the motions also stroking his crowned tapered tip across her tongue. She purred at the heady masculine flavor assaulting her, suckling harder, swabbing up his pre with her tongue. "Mmmmmmmm..." she murred, huffing through her nose as she continued her pace.

"Ember...gonna cum again already!"

"Mmm!" she squealed eagerly, nursing more vigorously on his tip, practically drooling on him. He growled out and then gritted his teeth, biting back a low roar of ecstasy, his balls pulling up against her wet slit and his massive length straining. Ember closed her eyes and churred, shivering and enjoying a small orgasm of her own while he filled her mouth. She swallowed as quickly as she could but still couldn't keep up with his volume, some of it spilling all over him, and the floor beneath them, with every strong buck of that engorged meat spraying his thick virile juice. "Mmmmm..." she gurgled against the flood, swallowing what she could. Pulling off to catch her breath with a sharp gasp, she flinched and moaned lewdly, still grinding on his sack while he covered her in hot white creamy ropes. She watched hazily as he geysered all over her. Feeling it inside her and trying to swallow it all was one thing, but to see those generous shots gushing forth was so incredibly hot she shuddered and came again, dribbling her sticky nectar all over his orbs and tail. When he finally relaxed and his penis flopped onto his belly with a wet, sticky plap, still leaking all over his chest, he huffed and tried to regain his composure.

"That was...a bit more intense...than a normal blowjob..."

Pawing at the mess covering her upper body, she licked his cum from her paw and purred. "Mmmm...all the other guys, the more they cum, their seed gets kinda watery and they don't pump nearly as much...but every time you cum it's the same consistency...and wonderful flavor..." Swiping up from more from herself she licked that off, clearly enjoying herself. "Such a shame so much goes to waste..."

"Speaking of..." He relaxed under her and she watched as about ten or so crystal bottles appeared. "I can't remember them if I have them stored up."

"I assume we're not expected to fill all of them?"

"Nah, I just grabbed a bunch to have handy."

"Mmmm..." she churred, taking another swipe of cum from her scales and sucking it off her claw. "I could drink your cum all night...but you make so much I wouldn't be able to. Guess I'll just have to suckle on the dregs after you fill the bottles."

"Maybe." His paws moved down and he grabbed her hips and slid her up along his prodigious member, Ember squealing in surprise at the fleshy barbs along his urethral bulge raking over her clit. He grinned up at her and pushed her onto his tip, sinking himself into her soaking depths again, Ember crying out in bliss and shuddering atop him with a dopey grin. "Anytime I want?"

"Any...time..." she panted, already humping atop him.

"This is gonna be a long night."

"Yessss..."

By the next morning, they had seven of the crystal bottles filled. Ember giggled as she stored them away to give to the Matrons later. "Wow. I still can't believe all this volume and you still don't decrease over time."

"Nah...just get sore." Stretching his wings and flexing his legs, he grunted and cracked one of his joints.

"Awww..." She ducked under his tail and kissed his balls, giving each a fond, slow smooch. "Well, better give a last load to Cynder before you leave."

"Yeah."

"Thanks for a fun night, Spyro." Giving him a lick on the cheek, she giggled again and nuzzled at his neck.

"I should ask though..." He trailed off and she canted her head at him in confusion. "Do you...want the eggs? Or should Cynder and I give them for others to adopt?"

"I'll talk it over with Flame. I'd love to adopt them, but we need definite places to leave first, and jobs and food supply. It might be better to give them for general adoption but we'll see."

"Alright." He smirked and ducked under her tail, getting a squeak from her that faded into a delighted coo when he stuck his tongue into her slit and made out with her netherlips for a few seconds.

"Mmmm..." He gave her a final lick and she swayed her hips at him. "Suuuuure you don't wanna give me another cream filling before you leave?"

"I want to, yes, but I'll be too sore to give Cynder some love."

"Point. Hopefully she hasn't worn Flame out too much."

Cynder slowly stretched and purred as she woke up, feeling something pleasantly warm and filling in her vagina, her body slowly swaying back and forth with thrusting. "Mmmm..." she churred, smiling up at the red drake standing over her.

"Morning." Licking her neck, he nibbled on her. "Feeling better?"

"Muuuuch..." she drawled out into a yawn.

"Eggs are still warm, I put them back in the incubator for you."

"Thanks..." Humping back against him, she moaned, toes curling and body quivering with a small yet blissful climax washing over her. "Oohhh...that's good..."

"Gonna make sure you get pregnant," he growled back, thrusting up into her and grinding against her clit, making her squeal and squirm just before he unloaded again. The door to the room rolled open and Ember peeked in.

"Hey, we're back!"

"Hey hun," he called back, nibbling Cynder's neck again and pulling out, moving up to let her lick his shaft clean, the black dragoness eagerly taking him into her mouth and suckling on him. "Was about to go get us some proper breakfast."

"Looks like Cynder's already getting hers."

Flame went to reply but all that came out was a lewd moan as Cynder took his balls into her mouth and started purring loudly while suckling on them, his penis flopping over her face. Pulling back again, he nuzzled her nose and she whined. "Spyro's here. I'm gonna head up with Ember." The two males traded spots and Spyro purred down at his mate, Cynder smiling up at him lazily, still blissed out from the previous day and her recent orgasm.

"Hey you," she whispered, nosing at him fondly.

"Hey you." Lining himself up, he sank himself up to her cervix, getting a lewd but happy groan of approval. "Lemme guess, you spent the whole night having sex?"

"Yyyyeeeep..." she churred, wrapping her legs and wings around him and humping lightly on his shaft. "I really want you to cum in me too..."

"Would defeat the purpose of him trying though."

"I know..." She couldn't help grinding herself on his length regardless, moaning under her breath at the delightful caress of his fleshy soft barbs raking her insides. "Fuuuuuck..."

Their lips met and they kissed passionately, stroking their bodies against each other, Spyro hooking a paw under her to lift her up against himself. Her tail curled around his heavy jewels, her soft scales stroking on his, egging him on. "Mmmph..."

"I love you," she whispered, nosing all over at him. "Cum in me...please..."

It was so tempting to give in, to spear her cervix and bulge her belly with his cock and unload and swell her belly with egg batter, but he refrained, slowly, gently thrusting into her and making love to his beautiful mate. "I will when I get back. Right now..." Lifting her up so she was seated on his hinds, he snuggled her close and nibbled her shoulder, then bit down firmly and started rolling his hips, Cynder melting against him and whimpering wordlessly for him to keep going.

"They're so cute together..." Ember whispered with a giggle, pulling back from the door. "Alright. I gotta get these cum bottles to the Matrons."

"I'll get us some food, Spyro especially is gonna need some before he leaves. Let's give them some space."