{"sf1_id":2244509,"sf2_id":"Vm2RMDjm","title":"My Mate VI: The Fountain (His Love)","author":"CaptainMemes","words":3056,"posted_at":"2025-04-18T00:19:10.000Z","tags":["Anal","Anal Sex","Bed","Bedroom","Cock","Cum","Dick","Dragon","Gay","Gay Relationships","Homosexual","Human","Love","M/M","Mates","Mating","Modern","NSFW","Non-Anthro","Penis","Romance","Sex","Soulmates","Story","Story Series"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2244509-my-mate-vi-the-fountain-his-love","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Vm2RMDjm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/cf/6a/cf6a3cdf-29ad-48cf-8633-bd607a84c06d","description":"\"...Life is just a candle...\"  \n  \n\"...And a dream must give it flame...\"","content":"The night was still young.\n\nThe Moon had long orbited around Earth, but only partway into its never-ending journey with the Sun.\n\nHours had passed, but there was still plenty of time left for the celestial body that still glowed moonlight upon the world.\n\nLike in the window.\n\nIt shined upon them, now\u0026nbsp;man and drake.\n\nThe stack of pillows in the middle were split off into two places in front of the headboard, the man lying face up and with eyes shut as he slept calmly on the right one and the drake on the left, body and face on the pillow on the left side, facing the man as the whole frame was curled a little. The two were covered in a nice and wooly blanket as it engulfed them, especially the human as he wasn't wearing anything.\n\nThey were just\u0026nbsp;breathing, slumber after the night's events of eternal matehood, bodies obviously low on energy upon the climax of their first time.\n\nAlthough, they were still a\u0026nbsp;mess.\n\nThe man had clear patches, remnants of pre from their frotting, long since dried up and stuck to the flesh. Although that was only little compared to the drake, who not only had the same stickiness upon his lower breast, but had once fresh ejaculate crusted and now flaking upon his lower half, especially from where his genital slit had opened tonight, his member long since retracted into his body.\n\nIt happened.\n\nJohn Fitzgerald the man and Marlo the psychic drake were now mates, now finally united and one heart, one soul, a pact between them forever unbreakable.\n\nJohn had the draconic equivalent of a husband, and Marlo was no longer just…Marlo, but now, from this point forward,\u0026nbsp;Marlo Fitzgerald.\n\nSuch a gracious privilege was eternal as a name, something to never be forsaken.\n\nThis realization dawned on them right when they began to wake up from this moment that was nothing but pure\u0026nbsp;magic\u0026nbsp;from their creators.\n\nMarlo awoke first, the roof of his mouth clicking as his tongue stuck to its roof before relaxing and finally settling on his lower jaw, caged by his incising teeth. However, his eyes underneath the lids no longer saw pitch black darkness as he resumed consciousness, his mind telling him to wake up.\n\nHe did as his brain told him, as he peeled his orbs as he twisted his neck towards the ceiling, blue eyes squinting even with no sleep dust in them.\n\nHe blinked.\n\nWas…\n\nWas this…John's bedroom?\n\nWha…\n\nW-Why was he here again? What…\n\nThen…it slowly came to him.\n\nHe…\n\nH-He…\n\nH-He mated John.\n\nHe mated John.\n\nH-He mated John!\n\nH-He…h-he had a mate.\n\nHe was no longer alone.\n\nHe…\n\nH-He finally had a family to call his own…\n\nAnd then…\n\nThe night's events came back to him, even though his energy-deprived thoughts moved at a snail's pace.\n\nIt all hit him.\n\nAll at once.\n\nThe mating…\n\nI-It was…\n\nBahamut…\n\nH-He was new to this, and yet, it was…\n\nIt was…beautiful.\n\nJohn first touched upon his drakehood, the most sensitive part of him, and began jerking his hands gripped around it.\n\nThen, he\u0026nbsp;tasted\u0026nbsp;him, the feeling on his tastebuds not overly repulsed by it, but the moistness was something that he would definitely remember if John was on the receiving end again.\n\nAnd finally, the mating itself.\n\nHis body was simply a\u0026nbsp;miracle of nature. The way it held onto his sacred tool with each straight push of his hips, the magma-like sensation of your lover's insides feeling you…\n\nAnd each time he removed himself, it he dragged along his appendage, pulling him, wanting him to stay.\n\nAnd that, he will, forever and ever…\n\nSpeaking of which, he felt the fluids of their union on his lower half, his drakehood now disappeared into its sheath.\n\nHe remembered.\n\nHe saw John get knocked out, and rightfully so, as he had just had this special point of their lives for the first time and his body couldn't handle it any longer and went into hibernation to compensate.\n\nMarlo had then gazed down where they connected, the marking complete, and slowly began to drag his now spent member out of him. His rear legs gained some mobility, although not a whole lot, as the best he could do was to have them bent while they shook akin to feeling a tundra as he backed up and remove himself from his new mate.\n\nHis drakehood had long since deflated now that its sole purpose has been fulfilled, the shaft sliding out from his lover's rectum, his life's work dribbling out of him as his sex came out.\n\nHowever, before that,\u0026nbsp;the head,\u0026nbsp;the thickest part,\u0026nbsp;took some deliberation on the dragon's part, but after a failed attempt, he finally yanked out his burning hot member as it flopped around, flaccid as it was completely coated in white from the dragon's liquid love saved for John. Like a cork from a bottle, once the tip popped out, an excess of the dragon's precious semen leaked profusely out of the man's hole, staining the bed with their essence, the thick fluid now mixed with their touch upon feeling the man's insides.\n\nHe didn't remember much beyond that. His deeper side likely changed the orientation of the head cushions to let them finally nap on the bed.\n\nThis…\n\nThis experience was simply unforgettable.\n\nHis touch, his voice, his hands, his mouth upon his, his body, his heat.\n\nIt was…\n\nI-It was…\n\nSpeechless.\n\nHe was speechless.\n\nHis heart fluttered upon it all.\n\nHe was now this man's mate, one who he would love for all of time.\n\nHowever, his attention as drawn upon the man letting out a groan.\n\nLike the drake, he began to detach from the realm of the dreams with stretch or two of his spine.\n\nHis brows were furrowed as he let out an exhale from his nose and slowly lifted his eyelids, letting out a bit of a groan.\n\nWhy?\n\nHe felt an incredibly strong and uncomfortable\u0026nbsp;ache\u0026nbsp;in his lower half the entire portion buzzing with fire upon his mind returning to reality.\n\nAnd worst of all, it all felt\u0026nbsp;numb.\n\nThen, reminiscent memories took shape despite his neurons once leaving him lethargic in pleasure.\n\nHe…\n\nH-He…Him…Marlo…\n\nMarlo…\n\nH-He…He…They…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He…had\u0026nbsp;sex…with a\u0026nbsp;dragon…a\u0026nbsp;drake…\n\nH-He had\u0026nbsp;intercourse\u0026nbsp;with a drake…Marlo…\n\nIt was all fuzzy like cotton stuffing his skull where the brain should be as it came back, ever so slowly, but the sheer\u0026nbsp;impact\u0026nbsp;of it all…\n\nMarlo…uh…mated\u0026nbsp;him.\n\nHe was Marlo's…m-mate…\n\nThey…\n\nT-They were now partners, souls forever attached as if they were both sewn with the same needle and thread in a tapestry.\n\nAnd…\n\nAnd…\n\nH-He could help but feel…\n\n…Happy?\n\nHe felt…happy?\n\nYes…\n\nYes…he did feel happy…\n\nWhen was the last time he felt happy?\n\nH-He's never felt this was since…since…\n\nIt all started with Marlo.\n\nThe dragon, a myth, a\u0026nbsp;legend, sharing a bed with him in bonding physically and spiritually.\n\nAnd yet, those thoughts of gratefulness that he finally had someone to stand with him were put on the shelf in his mind as he felt phantom memories of earlier in the night.\n\nThe drake…\n\nOh…\n\nOh Lord Above…\n\nMarlo was…\n\nAmazing…\n\nFirst of all, his\u0026nbsp;tongue! He felt it entangled with his own in soft kisses, but…on…in\u0026nbsp;him?\n\nIn…that way?\n\nGod, it was…\n\nH-How could a dragon do that?\n\nHe remembered the flexible muscle slither its way into his rearend and open him up in supreme warmness, sensing him all around his wall as he could do nothing but squirm as he couldn't see it and could only feel.\n\nAnd the\u0026nbsp;sexual intercourse…\n\nIt was…\n\nIt was a net positive, but it was by no means perfect, as all first times are, as it hurt like\u0026nbsp;hell\u0026nbsp;when he first barged in despite his best attempts at gentleness, and it unfortunately lingered as it went on.\n\nHe's never felt such pain in his entire life, and as such, it could never be understated nor forgotten.\n\nHowever, it slowly withered down into a very\u0026nbsp;dull\u0026nbsp;ache that kept on snapping at him, but the sheer amount of emotion from the axons and bundles of nerve endings were simply\u0026nbsp;astronomical\u0026nbsp;and\u0026nbsp;stellar.\n\nIt began to make him feel good, and really good at that. The dragon utterly\u0026nbsp;filled\u0026nbsp;him to his max capacity and gave him a\u0026nbsp;damn\u0026nbsp;great time despite the fact that they'd never done this before.\n\nHe even had glimpses of when the dragon\u0026nbsp;ejaculated\u0026nbsp;inside of him as he began to get drowsy, hearing his voice upon an overshadowing sting in his head…\n\nOh…\n\nIt was…\n\nGreat.\n\nBut it would only get better and better as he got used to the drake's presence\u0026nbsp;that\u0026nbsp;way now that they were together.\n\nAlthough, he surmised that his hole and pelvic region would\u0026nbsp;widen\u0026nbsp;more with each romp with the dragon.\n\nOof…\n\nHowever, what mattered most was that their bond was now\u0026nbsp;official, as the dragon marked him from the inside, as evidenced by the\u0026nbsp;stickiness\u0026nbsp;in between his gluts and a bit of leftover sexual fluid left inside his gut that wasn't flushed out yet.\n\n“Ughhhh…\", John groaned, blinking a bunch to get his eyes adjusted to the room as he tried to prop his upper body up with his arms becoming support.\n\nThe drake saw the man as he heard his grunt in his earholes, leaning on his bent forelegs, paws flat on the sheets.\n\nBahamut…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He was probably getting to grips with the aftermath of their…\n\nWait.\n\nHe felt it…\n\nIn his head…\n\nOh, that's right…\n\nA psychic dragon, upon mating, creates the everlasting bond between minds after such important and sacred ritual.\n\nAnd he sensed the inescapable idea that he found it\u0026nbsp;unpleasant.\n\nDid he dislike this?\n\nWas this mating… a…bad memory?\n\nHe gained a concerned face upon his maw. He didn't want John to regret it! H-He loved him, and he felt that he loved him back, but…\n\nHe spoke.\n\n“John? Are you\u0026nbsp;okay?\"\n\nJohn heard him, but didn't respond at first. He was trying to sit up the bed the best he could despite not feeling any muscle movements in lower limbs.\n\nHe let out a deep sigh before responding back, the drake's worrying gaze on his figure.\n\n“I-I'm alright. Although…\", he said, obviously laboring, very much likely due to the motor whiplash on his being after such an\u0026nbsp;event.\n\nThe next thing he said though made the purple dragon feel even\u0026nbsp;worse.\n\n“I-I don't think I can feel my\u0026nbsp;legs...\"\n\nMarlo's scaled eyebrows made a bridge as he gained a frown,\u0026nbsp;regretful.\n\nHe didn't want it to hurt him. It was inevitable! How…\n\nHow could you indulge in such an act if it meant that you would hurt them every single time?\n\nNo amount of\u0026nbsp;licking\u0026nbsp;could ever save him from such a fate.\n\nHe felt\u0026nbsp;bad,\u0026nbsp;real\u0026nbsp;bad.\n\nHe was ashamed to ever cause such agony, even if it morphed into unhinged\u0026nbsp;pleasure.\n\nHe kept on blaming himself, asking how he could've done such a thing.\n\nNot knowing that John began to sense some of those self-directed insults.\n\nTruly sad.\n\nMarlo…felt…bad?\n\n“I-I'm so sorry John. I…\"\n\n“No, no. Don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault. I knew what we were getting into. Besides, I…\"\n\nHe drifted off as he began to admit that…\n\nHe enjoyed being intimate with him.\n\n“I-I\u0026nbsp;liked\u0026nbsp;it. Really, I\u0026nbsp;did.\", he said as he drowned in the blues of the dragon's sapphire orbs, ones in which he would be happy to dive into any day.\n\nMarlo heard him and…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He liked it? Despite the\u0026nbsp;pain? From\u0026nbsp;him?\n\nWha…\n\nNo, it was honest. He felt it through the link. It was genuine.\n\nWell, he had no doubt that it was not fun at all at the start when you were on the receiving end, underneath a\u0026nbsp;dragon\u0026nbsp;nevertheless, but he…liked the mating despite all of that?\n\nNow\u0026nbsp;that\u0026nbsp;was true love.\n\nPerhaps that is what made the bond ever so stronger, one that was exclusive to such a relationship.\n\nHe…\n\nHe felt…\n\nHappy…\n\nH-Happy…\n\nHe gained a light smile on his maw as he felt the man's kind words.\n\nAnd…\n\nAnd…he wanted…to…\n\nHe closed his blue gemstones of his.\n\nHe opened his mouth a bit as it flew towards the man, whether it was to give a loving lather from his tongue or kiss the man on his warm lips, and…\n\nAnd…\n\nAnd…\n\n“No,\u0026nbsp;no. You are\u0026nbsp;not\u0026nbsp;touching me with\u0026nbsp;that\u0026nbsp;until you get some\u0026nbsp;mouthwash.\"\n\nHe heard John deny him as he peeled his lids open upon the man twisting his head to avoid such a contact.\n\nHe pulled back his skull, and was…bewildered,\u0026nbsp;baffled.\n\nConfused.\n\nHis mouth was slightly open as he let out a blink upon trying to comprehend what the reasoning was, like he was a child seeing a magic trick.\n\nW-Wha…?\n\nW-What?\n\nAfter acting like John grew a head upon those words being spoke, his eyes then widened.\n\nOh.\n\nThat's right.\n\n“Oh! Uh…heh,\u0026nbsp;heh…\" he said, sheepishly and nervously as he looked to his left in embarrassment, redness appearing on his cheek-bound scales. He then took his right paw to brush behind his neck before returning it to the queen-sized bed.\n\nHowever, the unease was only temporary as his eyes returned to the man he was mated to, maw slowly turned to face him head on.\n\nHis…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He gained a light smile, the ends of his mouth curving up, showing some of his pearly whites, but still relatively hidden.\n\nWhy?\n\nThe grin…quivered, but only for a few seconds.\n\nHe…\n\nH-He…\n\nH-H-He…\n\nHe was filled with…\n\nWarmness.\n\nHappiness.\n\nElation.\n\nHis mate was…\n\nH-He was a light that just kept on shining.\n\nH-He…\n\nH-He has a mate. He was no longer alone anymore, no longer cold, but…\n\nHappy…\n\nH-Happy…\n\nHappy…\n\nHis eyes began to get puffy as they blurred a little upon moisture forming on them.\n\nH-He was just so…overwhelmed by…by…\n\nBy…\n\nBeing\u0026nbsp;complete.\n\nWith\u0026nbsp;love.\n\n“L-Love you…John.\", he said, voice shaky and emotional with some softness, overwhelmed by his Bahamut-given gift to feel such things.\n\nI-It…\n\nI-It was just so much, he…\n\nHe couldn't describe it, he…\n\nH-He…\n\nH-He found his mate, the one his creator chose for him to find.\n\nThat person was John. Now\u0026nbsp;his\u0026nbsp;John, just as much as he was his\u0026nbsp;dragon.\n\nJohn saw it and felt all the swirling roller coaster of eternal happiness. He knew that Marlo held back the wetness forming on his eyes, as he tried to focus on the one who fell for him, that ever so blunt, yet caring and compassionate man.\n\nThe one who saved him.\n\nJohn could only say one thing in return.\n\n“L-Love you too.\"\n\nThen, he gave the drake a feeling, a\u0026nbsp;touch, something which he forgot all his life until now.\n\nJohn raised his right hand in a calculated movement and slid it behind the dragon's head.\n\nMarlo's eyes widened like fine china platters.\n\nHe…\n\nH-H-H-He…\n\nHe felt his…\n\nH-He felt his hand on…\n\nOn his\u0026nbsp;left horn.\n\nThe second the soft flesh came into contact with the precious bone growing outwards from his skull, he…\n\nHe froze up.\n\nH-He…\n\nHe…\n\nH-He…couldn't hold it anymore.\n\nThe glistening upon his eyes came out as fresh\u0026nbsp;tears\u0026nbsp;of the utmost silent joy, spilling from over his purple draconic cheeks as they splattered on the bed. He tilted his head towards his mate's arm and palm, eyes and body mellow as he melted into his loving touch.\n\nNo creature should ever touch those sacred horns except their mate.\n\nAnd now that he had one, he felt the hardened cartilage be touched for the first time in his life.\n\nJohn had accepted Marlo as his mate, and he received and accepted him back.\n\nI-It…\n\nI-It just was all too much.\n\nHis heart was pounding,\u0026nbsp;exploding\u0026nbsp;out of his ribcage upon his gentle touch, the man witnessing fresh dragon tears splattering on his bare arm.\n\nMarlo truly loved him, more than anything.\n\nThe man had long realized that, and the dragon did too.\n\nThen…\n\nHe felt the drake lift his right foreleg over him and pressure the mattress from the other side of him as he snuck his left one under him.\n\nHe was trying to embrace him.\n\nAs such, he\u0026nbsp;obliged.\n\nThe dragon drew close to him as John crawled his hands over the drake's amethyst scales and behind his neck as he began to see the pale chest plate of his partner, the drake also drawing him in with his rear legs, bending them to engulf the man as much as he could.\n\nHe felt the long and textile tail of his wrap and spiral up his left leg.\n\nHe felt Marlo drop his head on its left side above his lying own, a sniffle being heard as he shed more tears upon this soul-changing moment that was true bliss in the circle of life.\n\nHowever, after some more salty teardrops leaked from his ducts, he closed his blurry eyes, and so did John.\n\nTheir hearts beat not as\u0026nbsp;two, but in sync as\u0026nbsp;one.\n\nThey then fled into the world of dreams, a beautiful night-lit oasis, hugging in a loving embrace for the first time as mates.\n\nThey finally had a home, made from their undying love for each other, for the truest of all attractions care not for differences, nor similarities, for such a thing held no bounds.\n\nIt was a blessing to witness such a thing, such an act of compassion, one uncaring of such rules of the mortal coil, for the possibilities of expanding the pantheon of unities was infinite, like the universe.\n\nHumans, a species always driving forwards into the great unknown, and\u0026nbsp;dragons, forever entwined with them as once mere fantasy, and now faithful companions, regardless of how deep a relationship may become.\n\nIt was the ability to accept such a once distant fiction as reality, accepting it as a part of yourself.\n\nIt was when you overlook\u0026nbsp;what\u0026nbsp;they are and see\u0026nbsp;who\u0026nbsp;they are.\n\nThey were a mirror of\u0026nbsp;yourself, of your\u0026nbsp;heart, of your\u0026nbsp;soul.\n\nYes…\n\nHeart's mirror…\n\nAnd so, they would see you back, yourself, and yet,\u0026nbsp;not, for they shared your\u0026nbsp;spirit.\n\nYour\u0026nbsp;values.\n\nYour\u0026nbsp;desires.\n\nYour\u0026nbsp;hopes.\n\nYour\u0026nbsp;dreams.\n\nIt didn't matter that it was another vessel, for it was one that was a part of you regardless, one in which you openly embraced for all that its worth.\n\nThey were now together.\n\nOne whole.\n\nThis was a\u0026nbsp;brave new world, one meant to be\u0026nbsp;conquered.\n\nDon't dwell in fear, for how were you to realize the truth of it all and reach your full potential otherwise?\n\nSuch looks into the future require\u0026nbsp;another, a\u0026nbsp;lover, another piece of yourself.\n\nAnd so, they would face the unknown together, without backing down, for that was true\u0026nbsp;matehood.\n\nFor that was true honesty, and, most of all,\u0026nbsp;love.","series":{"name":"The Purple Phoenix","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2244496-my-mate-v-bacchus-plateau-his-heart.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2263819-flying.json"}}