{"sf1_id":2242967,"sf2_id":"lmX7av0e","title":"My Mate IV: Panacea (His Warmth)","author":"CaptainMemes","words":2946,"posted_at":"2025-04-12T13:00:27.000Z","tags":["Anal","Anal Sex","Anus","Ass","Bed","Bedroom","Butt","Dragon","Gay","Gay Relationships","Gay sex","Homosexual","Human","Inserting","Insertion","Interspecies","Licking","Lubrication","M/M","Modern","NSFW","Non-Anthro","Oral","Penetration","Penis","Realistic","Rimming","Romance","Sex","Tongue","anilingus"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2242967-my-mate-iv-panacea-his-warmth","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmX7av0e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a7/c5/a7c57565-b6c0-4b36-8913-299939303515","description":"\"...Gentle hands that promise me...\"  \n  \n\"...Comfort through the years...\"","content":"Oh.\n\nOh God.\n\nHe…\n\nH-H-He…\n\nH-He needed to…\n\nLord Above.\n\nWell…\n\nIf one were to really think about it, it was John's fault that, well, this\u0026nbsp;_had\u0026nbsp;_to happen.\n\n_I really should've bought some_ lube_..._\n\nNo, he wasn't the one to blame at the same time. They were so enveloped in their relationship, that such a thing slipped his mind, and Marlo of course wouldn't even know the existence of such a thing.\n\n_Hell_, the idea of mating to a\u0026nbsp;_man\u0026nbsp;_was unheard of.\n\nAs such, there was only one possibility.\n\nMarlo had to…_lick\u0026nbsp;_his\u0026nbsp;entrance…\n\nTo be rather blunt, both were…_apprehensive\u0026nbsp;_about this.\n\nFor John, it was forcing the drake to put his mouth and tongue against…_him\u0026nbsp;_in that way, which even saying it made it…_unsavory_, and all for his sake. All just so he wouldn't feel as much pain when he later started to mate him.\n\nAll just to cushion the blow, but at what cost? The drake's\u0026nbsp;_dignity_?\n\nFor Marlo, it was abundantly obvious that he\u0026nbsp;_dreaded\u0026nbsp;_this a bit.\n\nNow, he knew humans and even\u0026nbsp;_dragons\u0026nbsp;_felt something like a\u0026nbsp;_dragonesshood_\u0026nbsp;during their lives, but\u0026nbsp;_this_?\n\nBahamut.\n\nHe had to\u0026nbsp;lubricate\u0026nbsp;where all matter of creatures'…uh…_their_…\n\n_Ugh_! It was just…\n\nIt…\n\nIt didn't…seem right.\n\nHim? Putting his draconic\u0026nbsp;_mouth\u0026nbsp;_on where they all…?\n\nNo, it…\n\nUgh…\n\nNo. He had to do it.\n\nHe knew that their mating would hurt in the end, even though his brain tried to tell him that it wasn't.\n\nIt was because a dragon never wanted pain to befall their mate, even if it was necessary.\n\nHow? How could he avoid such a situation?\n\nNo. There was no solution. There was only a remedy, and it seemed not only ludicrous, but…_dirty\u0026nbsp;_as well.\n\nHowever, thoughts came back to John. There was no other way. As much as he and the dragon wanted to avoid it like the plaque, it just kept coming back.\n\nHe just hoped that it wasn't too terrible on the drake.\n\n“Uh…_o-okay_.\" John said apprehensively, looking to the right before finishing the sentence with hat reassuring gaze of his.\n\nBahamut.\n\nEven John didn't want this possibility.\n\nIt was all too much.\n\nNo, their love was stronger! He had to push through!\n\n_Bahamut give me courage…_\n\nThe drake gave a hesitant nod and even gained a little bit a…_regretful\u0026nbsp;_look on his face.\n\nThen…\n\n_Bahamut help me, what am I doing?_\n\nOof…\n\nAnd with that, they sought to continue the night's events. Marlo crawled backwards with his paws compacting the sheets, untangling from his beloved, John watching him the whole time.\n\nWell, this was it.\n\nNot there yet, but the first…_touch_…\n\nOnce Marlo's chest plates were not hovering over his front anymore, he began to shift.\n\nGod…\n\nWhat…\n\nNo, stop. You should've known that this would happen.\n\nIt's the only way.\n\nHe balanced on his left elbow as balanced his weight over there, twisting upon his position until he was stomach down into the bed, arms now balancing on the softness and his arms pressuring the pillows. His elbows were now in a bit of a plank position, holding his upper half a little.\n\nHis face was hot and sweating already. His heart jumped up to his throat.\n\nNow, his\u0026nbsp;_rear\u0026nbsp;_was…\n\nMarlo saw the transition as he sat on the bed, seeing his mate curl around himself to where Marlo could…_y'know_…\n\nMarlo still had that face on his maw that denoted being\u0026nbsp;_worried sick_.\n\nBahamut…\n\nThen, the man lifted his rump a little in the air upon his knees stiffening somewhat.\n\nIt…\n\nIt was the position that John assumed in order to have\u0026nbsp;_Marlo_…\n\nThe drake's mind began to drift away from constant nervousness as he saw them.\n\nThose flabby mounds of flesh that made up the man's\u0026nbsp;_behind_.\n\nMarlo began to blush\u0026nbsp;_mad_.\n\nThis…\n\nJohn was presenting himself, becoming open…for\u0026nbsp;_him_, and for him\u0026nbsp;_only_.\n\nThen, a\u0026nbsp;_spark_.\n\nThis was finally happening.\n\nThen, like he was possessed, he let everything go. With his psychic powers, he felt John's\u0026nbsp;_buttocks_, feeling how smooth they were, warranting a gasp from John, as he never allowed another grab him in this way.\n\nThen, with his invisible paws, after drifting across his rump for only a few moments, the ghostly forces finally went into the split, and, with one swift movement, separated the crack wide open.\n\n“_Uh!_\", John let out up the drake widening the bumps of his rear end.\n\nHowever, he could do nothing but await what would happen next\n\nThen, Marlo's eyes widened to\u0026nbsp;_dinner plates_\u0026nbsp;as he saw it.\n\nIt…\n\nI-It was…\n\nIt was John's\u0026nbsp;_anus_.\n\nHis target.\n\nIt was pinkish\u0026nbsp;_orifice\u0026nbsp;_that kept puckering with the man's breaths and heartrate, all scrunched up into a\u0026nbsp;_hole_.\n\nIt didn't resemble a dragon's\u0026nbsp;_tailhole\u0026nbsp;_at\u0026nbsp;all. For starters, no pieces of fat on their back ends, and secondly, the entrance into their gut was hidden until needed, and even then, it was still surrounded by scales.\n\nBut\u0026nbsp;_this_?\n\nThis was the\u0026nbsp;_definition\u0026nbsp;_of\u0026nbsp;_open_. The only thing that covered it was those mounds of adipose tissue and clothes.\n\nNo wonder humans wore stuff all the time.\n\nHowever, he needed to get back to the task at paw here.\n\nHe saw it, and yet, just sat there on his haunches.\n\nHe thought about what he was about to do.\n\nBahamut, how did his life come to this?\n\nLook what he was about to do!\n\nHe was…\n\nBahamut.\n\nHe was about to…_to_…\n\nH-He was about to lick another's place where they…\n\nHe was going to put his tongue on…_into_…_there_.\n\nBut a few minutes of waiting were not going to change anything.\n\n_Marlo, Bahamut,\u0026nbsp;get yourself together. Get your mind out of the clouds! You\u0026nbsp;have\u0026nbsp;to do this! You don't want John to hurt as much, do you? Well?_\n\nNo, it\u0026nbsp;_had\u0026nbsp;_to be done.\n\nIt was for his mate.\n\nHe just hoped that he wouldn't have to\u0026nbsp;_vomit\u0026nbsp;_first.\n\nMarlo's eyes were glued to his prize as he held it open with his mental powers. He took out his tongue out of his mouth as he rubbed it along the outside off his teeth and mouth in a warmup, like a lollypop, before what he\u0026nbsp;was about to do with it.\n\n_Let's…l-let's get this over with…_\n\nMarlo slowly pushed his face towards John's hole, and just outside the when the pieces of flabby human flesh connected to his behind.\n\nThen…he exhaled…_heavily_.\n\nJohn let out another gasp upon the moisture from the dragon's breath being felt on the subject of today's events. It was the first time he\u0026nbsp;_felt\u0026nbsp;_anything from another soul in his entire life there.\n\nEven as John's body flinched a bit at the gust on his rear, Marlo noted it, but it was of little importance as he drew his head back and got his tongue ready for it.\n\nIt was a straight shot, but Marlo hesitated.\n\n_Bahamut preserve me…_\n\n_Marlo, just don't look. Get it over with. It's like peeling a scale off. Do it quickly to not dwell on it._\n\nHe began to have second thoughts, but they were overshadowed by his love for the man.\n\nThis was for him.\n\nWith Bahamut by his side, he would do anything for his mate.\n\nAs such, this was\u0026nbsp;_trivial\u0026nbsp;_compared to eternal pain.\n\nHe recoiled his head to the side for an inch before he closed his eyes tight.\n\n_Go for it._\n\nThen…\n\nMarlo got his appendage out of his cage of teeth and…\n\nAnd…\n\nHe aimed a bit lower, but then…\n\nContact.\n\nThe slather from under his entrance to above it went by under a second before the drake pulled back.\n\n“ **_UH!_**\" John's back angled up as he lost composure upon the drake licking him, his hands now scrambling for grip on the sheets.\n\nMarlo, tongue still out, waited for several seconds before he slowly opened his left eye.\n\nIt…\n\nIt…\n\nIt…wasn't\u0026nbsp;_bad_?\n\nHe expected to have disgust on his taste buds, but…this…wasn't\u0026nbsp;the worst thing in the world?\n\nGranted, it wasn't…_good_, but it wasn't outright\u0026nbsp;_bad\u0026nbsp;_either.\n\nJust…\n\nDid…\n\nWas this not as bad as…?\n\nWell, he was just placed his tongue on another's\u0026nbsp;_entrance_, so that was…_something\u0026nbsp;_he did, he supposed.\n\nAnd so, he thought to continue.\n\nHe peeled open his eyelids as he began to open as he sought to make another lick.\n\nHe did the same as before.\n\nBegin just under, and then go above and beyond.\n\nAnd so, that is just what Marlo did.\n\nHe whipped his tissue up and over John's\u0026nbsp;_hole\u0026nbsp;_is another quick bout, creating another sheen of his saliva before it dissipated, earning another gasp of surprise from the recipient.\n\nAgain, not amazing, but at the same time, it wasn't terrible.\n\nWith the fluid from his mouth leading to nothing, he had to get more…_deliberate_.\n\nMarlo shut his eyes.\n\nWhy?\n\nOnly to\u0026nbsp;_feel_…\n\nHe repeated it, but with one key difference.\n\nHe was as\u0026nbsp;_strong\u0026nbsp;_and\u0026nbsp;_slow\u0026nbsp;_as possible.\n\nMarlo sluggishly went far below his entrance and slowly\u0026nbsp;_crawled\u0026nbsp;_his way up to the fragile pink muscle before going over to the tailbone.\n\n“U- **_UH_!**\", John let out once more.\n\nHe never expected such…_such_…\n\nHowever, it didn't stop.\n\nMarlo just kept going and going, repeating the same pattern.\n\nThe next phase has begun.\n\nMarlo lathered John's hole in a thick stripe of glossiness over his entrance, tasting him over and over again on the surface.\n\nBahamut…\n\nIt came naturally. It was like some sort of instinct locked away in his mind being awakened.\n\nWas he…\n\nWas he always meant to do this?\n\nLick this man's\u0026nbsp;_behind_?\n\nBut it was for a good cause, so he obliged, and it wasn't as horrible as he envisioned. John must be surprised that he engaged in this act.\n\nHe…well, he kept on releasing those gasps of surprise, only for them to wither into deepened breaths.\n\nFor him, Marlo kept on folding his skin upwards as his tongue was as slow and sluggish like\u0026nbsp;_molasses\u0026nbsp;_and was surprisingly\u0026nbsp;_wide_, dragging it up his backdoor like it was\u0026nbsp;_sandpaper_. He felt each and every one of his journeys up his crack and over his sensitive spot in the center of it all, only for the drake to restart and make him feel that shockingly enjoyable strip of flexible muscle again, over and over.\n\nHe…\n\nH-He was letting a dragon\u0026nbsp;_lick\u0026nbsp;_him, to feel this way.\n\nBut…\n\nDear Lord, did he love this.\n\nGranted, there was but the slightest\u0026nbsp;_pang\u0026nbsp;_of extreme sensations in the middle, his entrance, which wasn't too surprising. Such a pressure point would have the most pleasure, but it was also an image for things to come, the target of the drake in today's session.\n\nStill, it was nice to say the least, so he felt more confident inside despite the fact that he was new to intimacy, but regardless,\u0026nbsp;_this\u0026nbsp;_was good.\n\nIt was a while that Marlo swept his flattened appendage up and up the man's crack repeatedly. He knew that he was causing his beloved some positive feelings from his light moans. The dragon never knew that a male could be pleased this way, and despite his initial reservations, the experience wasn't terrible, even if it sounded\u0026nbsp;_abhorrent\u0026nbsp;_on paper.\n\nHowever, despite pleasuring his mate this way, his inner and deeper draconic beast wanted\u0026nbsp;_more_.\n\nYes, he was preparing his mate already, but it wanted to evolve this method in prepping by taking it to the next level.\n\nMarlo couldn't exactly hold himself, as it was almost second nature to him.\n\nAnd in the end, it was the only way to go.\n\nMarlo, at the end of one of his many licks up John's\u0026nbsp;_ass\u0026nbsp;_that tilted him on edge, drew back his maw instead of restarting the act. He slightly opened his eyes a bit, tongue still out.\n\nBut this was only for but a second.\n\nWhy?\n\nBecause Marlo dived and\u0026nbsp;_struck_, like a\u0026nbsp;_cougar\u0026nbsp;_on a\u0026nbsp;_doe_.\n\nIn a flash, he shut his eyes and\u0026nbsp;_plunged_, plunged right into his rear with a primal\u0026nbsp;_growl_.\n\nMarlo's draconic tongue dove into John's entrance, easily slipping its way into his sacred flesh and breaching him, his maw in contact with the fragile skin on the outside.\n\n“Ah- **_AH_****!**\", John let out, curling his spin on itself upwards upon the sudden inserting of the dragon's wettened muscle inside him.\n\nHis hole burned a bit. Again, a clear description of the future, and it surprised him above all else, but…\n\nHe began sweating profusely, whether it was from the pleasure he was receiving, or the bite that was slowly subsiding.\n\nOh…oh Lord!\n\nMarlo, with his exhaling snout in between his cheeks,\u0026nbsp;_stuffed\u0026nbsp;_his mouth on his already lathered door, and slithered his tongue deeper into his lover, growling as he greedily\u0026nbsp;_ate\u0026nbsp;_him out.\n\nIt was long and cavernous as Marlo opened him up in preparation for the main event, swiping his tongue around and about in his rectum and slightly beyond, but a limitation of the length of the flesh from his mouth.\n\nAs he continually explored him, eyes randomly becoming half-lidded before closing once again, drunk on\u0026nbsp;_need_, he\u0026nbsp;_tasted\u0026nbsp;_him over and _over_.\n\nIt was…\n\nWell, at least his tongue, or his primitive side for that matter, didn't find this…_too\u0026nbsp;_awful.\n\nSome stupid drakes in his previous community sometimes were braggart, telling stories of how their mate's\u0026nbsp;_dragonesshood_\u0026nbsp;tasted of most\u0026nbsp;_sweet\u0026nbsp;_of\u0026nbsp;_saccharine apples_, of the most\u0026nbsp;_sugary_\u0026nbsp;of\u0026nbsp;_wines_, of the utmost\u0026nbsp;_delectable\u0026nbsp;spectrum\u0026nbsp;_of tastes characteristic of a\u0026nbsp;_female_.\n\nNo, it didn't taste like that, not at all.\n\nThis was no female, so instead of feeling\u0026nbsp;_syrup\u0026nbsp;_upon his tongue, John tasted incredibly\u0026nbsp;_bitter\u0026nbsp;_with the slightest\u0026nbsp;hint of\u0026nbsp;_tanginess_.\n\nIt…\n\nIt wasn't…_dreadful_?\n\nNo. Honestly, either it wasn't horrible, or his beastly side had him so\u0026nbsp;_blown_ out\u0026nbsp;on instincts focused on preparing him for the mating.\n\nIf there was a comparison, it would be\u0026nbsp;_berries_, and not the sweet ones that all the hatchlings snuck out from some bushes, but those that made you suck in your mouth with sharp and off-putting flavor, but the more you ate, the more you got used to it, becoming an acquired sensation.\n\nSuch was the case with\u0026nbsp;_John_.\n\nIt wasn't, well,\u0026nbsp;_good_, but it wasn't bad either, no, not bad at\u0026nbsp;_all_.\n\nAfterall, he\u0026nbsp;_wanted\u0026nbsp;_to do this, he\u0026nbsp;_chose\u0026nbsp;_to do this, to lick, suckle on, and open up John, both his tongue and his awaiting drakehood now aroused more than ever.\n\nSo far, this mating he wasn't used to was great even now, but this was only to get better.\n\nMarlo's mouth-tethered strip went around, feeling him within on the other side of the entrance.\n\nIt couldn't go super far, but it felt just enough to get a feeling of his beginning, or, well, the\u0026nbsp;_end\u0026nbsp;_of his gut.\n\nYes…\n\nHe would feel this\u0026nbsp;_later_…\n\nThe tongue was so\u0026nbsp;_sensitive_, the widest part being _folded_ a bit by John's ring of muscles trying to close around his appendage and tasting folds and crevices inside of him, _savoring_ the sensation of his mate on his mouth.\n\nBahamut…\n\n_Ohhhhhhh…_\n\nJohn was going\u0026nbsp;_crazy_, and they haven't even started yet.\n\nMarlo, a\u0026nbsp;_dragon_, was eating him out.\n\nHe let a dragon\u0026nbsp;_eat him out_.\n\nOh, oh God!\n\n“_F- **Fuck** _ **_!_**\"\n\nFor the first time this night, he felt something\u0026nbsp;inside\u0026nbsp;of him, and it opened him up quite a bit.\n\nHe felt Marlo's hot and\u0026nbsp;_wet\u0026nbsp;_tongue lapping in him out and about and each and every bump of the slimy tool in rear end, his nostrils and maw wedged between his gluts letting out puffs as he growled constantly, as if his rump was some sort of prize for his inner dragon.\n\nGod…\n\nIt touched several nervous sensors, leading to such pleasure ramming into him like a\u0026nbsp;_freight train_\u0026nbsp;and the start of many groans of the night as Marlo covered his rump and filled his insides with his\u0026nbsp;_spit_.\n\nHe let it happen.\n\nHe let a dragon tongue come inside of him this way.\n\nBut by God, this was\u0026nbsp;_beautiful_.\n\n_Marlo\u0026nbsp;_was beautiful.\n\nHe didn't care what everyone thought.\n\nHe enjoyed this.\n\nYes, he did…\n\nHow long was it?\n\nFive minutes? Maybe ten?\n\nIt didn't matter, as both got a\u0026nbsp;_taste\u0026nbsp;_of what was to come next.\n\nAfter a long while, Marlo, after time of pushing his maw against John's rump, slowly retracted, his tongue sliding out of the now slightly deeper pink pucker.\n\nHe slowly opened his eyes at his work, like an artist would their creation, tongue hanging out before retracting back in, the last he would taste of John tonight.\n\nJohn's complete back side was covered with his gleaming\u0026nbsp;_saliva_, shining in the moonlight with even a tiny drop or two slipping out of the orifice.\n\nYes…he prepared John quite well.\n\nThe experience likely wouldn't be like tasting the _folds_ of a _dragonesshood_, but his man's entrance was nevertheless satisfying to conquer, and something he would master over time.\n\nHe saw John's legs buckle after a long time of groaning from his tongue gracing his\u0026nbsp;_ass_, head on its side and covered in sweat, greasing up his hair.\n\nSuch pleasurable experience warranted such exertion, letting a dragon open you up from the inside with their prehensile\u0026nbsp;_wetness\u0026nbsp;_from in between their jaws.\n\nHe opened him up for the first time in his life, and he had no doubt that it shocked him to no end that such a creature was capable of such a thing.\n\nBut Marlo wasn't just any creature.\n\nHe was the one that John loved, and Marlo him.\n\nThe experience was once again pretty good, but it was an\u0026nbsp;_appetizer\u0026nbsp;_compared to the\u0026nbsp;_main course_.\n\nJohn, breathing heavily, slid his frame around until his was on his back, looking to the side.\n\nWhat…\n\nW-What just happened?\n\nIt was too much, and such things were minor in the true test of their love coming up.\n\nBecause now, John was prepared.\n\nThere was only one thing to do next.\n\nBoth regained their breath, their lungs settling down from Marlo's oral treatment.\n\nThen, the dragon whose scales glittered like amethyst gemstones, crawled over, leading to the human to instinctively spread his legs to allow his drakefriend to come over him. The drake lifted his forepaws, the right one before the left, standing on both sides of his soon-to-be-mate.\n\nThe blue eyes of the ocean flashed before John's pine tree-colored ones, staring and drowning in each other's gaze.\n\nMarlo's face softened and gained the visage of supreme nervousness.\n\nIt was now time.","series":{"name":"The Purple Phoenix","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2240568-my-mate-iii-no-one-at-the-bridge-his-touch.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2244496-my-mate-v-bacchus-plateau-his-heart.json"}}