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This is just a quick and simple fanfic of Spyro and Cynder. It does contain adult material not suited for those under the age of eighteen or those offended by such so you know who you are and what to do. This is my first time writing... well anything really so i just went with something familiar. I don't own these characters. They are copy right of their respective owners. Now that that is over with, let's get started.

Spyro sat in the forest staring up into the stars flecking the night sky. He had snuck away from the temple to try and find some peace and quiet. The trees rustled together in the breeze giving everything a low undertone. He closed his eyes and sighed. Things had been getting stressful around the temple lately. The guardians were pushing him to train more, teaching him more from the many books, and increased talk of the impending doom that approached was all beginning to get to him. Spyro sometimes wished he could live like he had used to. Everything was so easy back then.

He was abruptly torn from his revelry as the bushes behind him rustled. He quickly stood and turned to face them, ready for what might step out. "Who's there?" demanded Spyro. When Cynder stepped forward, he relaxed. "You scared me," he said, "What are you..."

"Shh," she hushed, putting a claw to his lips.

Spyro stared at her a little confused as to what she was up to. His eyes went wide, though, as she suddenly leaned forward and kissed him. She held him there, her tongue pushing into his mouth and twining with his. Spyro melted into the kiss. For so long he had wanted to express his emotion to Cynder, but this was the first time that she had approached him in this way. She broke their kiss and smiled at him. The purple dragon was at a loss for words. He kept an eye on her as she stepped to his side, shooting him a devious glance. Cynder lowered her head and began to snake her way under his belly. Her tongue slowly slid from her mouth and gave a quick lick to the slit between his hind legs.

Spyro leapt at the sudden unexpected contact. He couldn't believe that Cynder had just done that. The black dragoness smiled as she felt him involuntarily jerk above her. She pressed a little harder against his slit and her tongue slid into his sensitive sheath. A moan escaped from between his lips at the spike in pleasure. Tightness began to build between his thighs, feeling a little uncomfortable. Cynder swirled her tongue inside of the male's sheath feeling something growing within. She pulled her tongue free when his groin began to bulge. The black tip of his dragonhood poked forth from his sheath. She admired the dark color. Gently, she wrapped her lips around the sensitive head and suckled lightly.

Spyro's legs began to tremble from the ministrations that the dark dragoness was performing underneath him. Slowly his member continued to grow forth as she took more and more of him into her mouth. Soon, half of his length rested on Cynder's tongue. The purple dragon couldn't take it anymore, and he collapsed onto the ground, his dick yanking from in between her lips. Spyro lay on his back, his breathing heavy, and his rod towering between his legs. His impressive length twitched with each beat of his heart, swaying tantalizingly. Cynder straddled the fire dragon's tail and stared down at the spire of flesh underneath her. Spyro was extremely well endowed for his age. The daunting, black, thirteen inch shaft made her second guess herself for a moment. She hadn't expected him to be so large. She glanced up at him, finding him staring at her, wondering what she was going to do. Lowering her head, Cynder planted her tongue at the base and slowly dragged it up his length. Spyro groaned as she slicked the underside of his cock. Pausing at the tip, she smiled at him and gave his head a light kiss, teasing him. The warm pole twitched in her lips, begging. The black dragoness dropped her head down and carefully slid his length into her mouth.

Spyro gasped as she swallowed him. Her warm breath washing over his malehood, made his stomach muscles clench uncontrollably. She kept her tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft as it continued in, the head gliding against the roof of her mouth. There was a pause when she felt him bounce against the back of her throat. She sucked on the spire filling her mouth, staring down the sizable gap still remaining between her nose and his sheath. Gradually, she began to bob her head up and down, spiraling her tongue around the meat and squeezing. Spyro was completely at the will of the female between his legs. His mind blurred with ecstasy as the wet confines of her mouth massaged his member. A spurt of pre spilled from his dick, filling Cynder's mouth even more. She savored his taste, rolling the sticky sweet substance in her mouth before letting it slide down her throat. She sucked firmly on the black rod, attempting summon forth more of his fluid.

"Cynder..." Spyro whined when he felt her double her efforts. His body was wracked with unimaginable pleasure. He reached up and placed a paw upon the back of her head. The black dragoness glanced up at him, seeing the contorted expression on his face. She smiled around his cock and squeezed tighter with her tongue. Spyro began to encourage her with his paw to go faster, guiding her pace. She decided to try something a little different since he was getting so eager. Her tongue unwrapped from his member and flicked over the tip rapidly. The purple dragon's breathing increased and he growled. Cynder knew that it was working, but she wasn't done yet. Her tongue prodded at the slit on the head of his cock, making it spread slightly. With one more push, her slender appendage slowly slid into his urethra. Spyro squirmed from the unbelievable amount of pleasure spiking from his member. The feeling of the dark dragoness' tongue sliding deeper into his prick was unreal. When she had reached her stopping point, almost her entire tongue had disappeared into his length, and she began to pump it in and out in time with the bobbing of her head.

The continued treatment of both the inside and outside of his shaft was becoming rough for Spyro to take. His body was trembling as Cynder repeatedly swallowed his dick. Tightening the grip on the back of her head, Spyro's hips involuntarily bucked, driving the head of his member into her throat. Cynder felt his tip pop into her airway, making her gag and pull back. She knew that the purple dragon was getting close and wanted more, and she was happy to oblige. With a wet slurp her tongue slid out of his dick, much to Spyro's displeasure, but she was sure that he wouldn't mind its replacement. Cynder angled her neck and pushed him to the back of her mouth. Slowly, her throat yawned wide and began to slide the remainder of his phallus down the fleshy tunnel. Her neck distended to make room for the thick rod filling her airway. Spyro moaned loudly as her throat muscles squeezed tightly around his sensitive flesh. Cynder's nose pressed up against his scales, ending the slow descent. She swallowed against the four inches buried in her throat, finding slight difficulty breathing, but she accustomed herself to his size.

Spyro reached forward and took hold of the black dragoness' horns. Carefully, he began to remove himself from her throat. She felt an awkward tug as his dragonhood drug out of her. Bucking his hips forward he drove his entire length back in, tugging her head downward. Spyro growled and grinded himself inside of her mouth. Cynder murred, vibrating her neck muscles, causing the purple dragon to buck enthusiastically. He held a steady rhythm, pumping his shaft in and out of her throat. She swallowed around his length involuntarily, which brought him closer and closer to his peak. His breathing began to increase and his humps were sporadic, causing his cock to twitch wildly inside of her throat. Spyro gave small grunts as he tried to hold back, but he could feel the underside of his prick beginning to tingle. With on last thrust forward, he buried himself as deep as he could. Cynder's breathing was cut off as he went deeper into her throat than before, causing her to swallow in rapid succession. A deafening roar echoed forth from the purple dragon as he was sent over the edge.

Spyro's groin tightened and he began to pump gush after gush of into Cyder's stomach. She yanked back trying to free herself, but he had a death grip on her horns, holding her tight to his sheath. She couldn't believe the sheer force of Spyro's orgasm. With each spurt her neck was stretched to accommodate the flow of cum. The black dragoness' stomach was becoming full quickly as his seed mixed with the liters of pre already there. When Cynder was afraid that she wouldn't be able to take anymore, Spyro released her horns. She slid him from her throat allowing her lungs to fill. The purple dragon's softening member slipped from her lips, but not before filling her mouth and spraying the last few strands across her face and neck. Cynder rolled Spyro's seed around in her mouth. The jizz was thick and had a salty sweet taste that she found she liked very much. A small bulge ran down her neck as she swallowed, disappearing into her chest.

The black dragoness gazed down at the spent dragon underneath her. His eyes were closed and his chest heaved. His dick still oozed a bit of seed, covered both in his cum and her saliva. Cynder leaned down and began to clean him, drawing his half-hard length back into her mouth. Spyro yelped a little as her tongue worked over her still too sensitive cock. Looking down at her, he smiled at the sight of his seed clinging to her scales. Cynder's eyes flicked up to his, smiling around meat in her muzzle. She could feel the limp shaft beginning to harden again, throbbing against the roof of her mouth. With a wet pop she slipped her lips from his dragonhood. He watched as she walked to his side, keeping her back toward him. Crouching low with her front end, she raised her tail and swayed it back and forth, giving the purple dragon a clear view of her swollen sex.

Spyro's eyes were locked onto the slit beneath the dark dragoness' tail, smelling the scent of her arousal. Looking at Cynder, she purred encouragingly for him to come. He rolled onto his feet and slowly approached her. His fully hardened phallus swayed underneath him with each step. He could see the delicate lips quivering with anticipation as he drew closer. Cynder spread her legs a little farther, preparing to support his weight. Spyro thought he should return the favor given to him, but by her eagerness he knew that would have to wait for another time. He reared onto his hind legs and placed his paws gently on her hips, careful not to damage her with his claws. Spyro traced his dick along her underbelly, sliding it over her smooth scales until he felt the pedals of her sex against his head. Cynder moaned as she felt the dull throb of his member against her sensitive vent. Spyro leaned forward and licked her face, cleaning his seed from her scales. His nose crinkled at the odd taste and the thought of having his own cum in his mouth. When he had licked away the last of his crème, he looked down at her awaiting her signal to proceed. With a silent nod, Cynder urged him to begin.

Spyro lined up their hips and gently began to press inside her. At first he encountered some resistance, causing him to press forward a little harder, but his already slickened member and her wet vent helped him to ease inside. Cynder gasped as she felt herself being spread by the purple dragon's thick shaft. Her muscles clenched trying to keep out the intruder, but she forced herself to relax and allow him entry. Once he was halfway inside the black dragoness, Spyro paused and released the breath he didn't realize he had been holding. Giving her a moment to adjust to his size, he waited till he felt her relax before pressing his hips forward again. He never imagined that anything could have ever felt this good. The grip she held around his black malehood squeezed him every way. Every bump and tremor through her body could be felt along his sensitive shaft. Cynder was in the same state. Feeling every ridge of his shaft as he pushed deeper and deeper was amazing. Every beat of his heart reverberated through her body. Finally, Spyro's agonizing plunge came to an end as his sheath pressed against her lips. Their breath was heavy as he stayed hilted inside her depths, grinding gently against her hips. Cynder's tongue lolled out the side of her mouth, feeling his spire buried deep within her, dripping a constant flow of pre. She glanced back at the purple dragon mounting her, catching his patient stare. With a quick shift of her stance, she was ready.

Spyro slowly began to extract himself from her tunnel, causing them to moan in unison. Cynder felt empty as more and more of his slick phallus slid from her confines. Only the head remained inside of her when he stopped. Digging his claws into the soil, he hilted himself again with a quick thrust. The black dragoness cried out from being impaled so roughly on the fleshy spear. Spyro smiled and built up a steady rhythm, gliding his length in and out of her soaking tunnel. Her breathing fell in time with his thrusts, moaning whenever his cock glided over a particularly sensitive spot. Her walls clenched and pulled on his hard shaft, attempting to draw him deeper into her cunt. Globs of pre fell from his tip, slickening her passage even further allowing him to pick up speed. She wrapped her tail around his waist, encouraging him to do just that. Spyro smiled as her tail tugged him closer to her.

Hooking his forelegs over her hips, he used the extra leverage to pull her back into his thrusts. Cynder gave out small yelps as the purple dragon bred her. His member pounded her innards, and their hips slapped together rapidly. Her claws gouged the dirt to keep her from sliding forward as each of his thrusts lifted her hind end of the ground. Spyro battered away at her snatch mercilessly, using his enormous tool to dig deep into the black dragoness. Rutting instincts pushed him onward, her walls clutching him tightly as he probed her most sacred of places. Cynder began to feel his cock ramming into her cervix, the barrier only encouraging him to press harder.

A sharp tugging at her insides caused Cynder to come down from her high for a moment. She could feel it growing stronger and stronger. A realization came to her. It was Spyro's knot beginning to swell. In little time the base of his cock no longer could fit inside her. The large orb bounced against her cunny, desperately trying to gain entrance. Her legs began to tremble as her peak neared, and the purple dragon knew it. Her vent spasmed around his shaft, making him draw closer to his own release. With one last bust of speed, Spyro rode into her hard. Cynder squealed as his hips became a blur, forgetting the knot for the moment. His dick pounded through her tunnel, stretching her to the limits. His warm breath fell across her neck as he huffed over her. Spyro knew that he wouldn't be able to hold this pace much longer. With one last thrust, he drove his dragonhood into her, sending a third of his knot with it. His legs shook as he pressed forward as hard as he could, determined to get the rest of the way. Cynder squalled as his knot stretched her beyond her limits. Finally, with a loud pop, he sheathed himself inside her.

The black dragoness felt his member force its way into her cervix. She cried out as the intrusion sent her over the edge. Her walls clamped over him like a vice, holding him there as her juices poured out over his cock. The sudden pressure and the feeling of Cynder's warm fluids spilling over him was enough to trigger his own orgasm. Spyro roared as he emptied himself into the black dragoness for a second time. Jets of his seed flooded her womb with titanic force. She trembled, feeling the hot, thick fluid filling her egg chamber. The flow of cum seem to be unending, and her stomach bulged a little from the sheer volume of seed inside her. Cynder's womb filled to the brim and the excess cum spurted out past his head, coating the inside of her passage with his essence.

She slowly came down from her orgasm as Spyro's flow of seed died down, reveling in the feeling of his spire still lodged between her thighs. She could feel the enormous knot locking them together and keeping in his seed. When he had finally spent the last of his cum, her hind end weighed heavily on her legs. There must have been several liters held inside her by the fleshy cork. Cynder glanced back at the purple dragon that had just mated her and giggled at his expression. His tongue lolled out the side of his mouth as he panted happily on her back. Spyro smirked and gave her a firm buck with his prick, sloshing their combined fluids inside of her. He chuckled as she yelped, still sensitive from his rutting. Lowering to the ground, the two dragons lay side by side, basking in their afterglow. It would be a long while before Spyro softened enough for him to dislodge his cock from her. In the meantime they were content to sleep and regain their energy.