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The beautiful night sky illuminated the woods that gave enough light to just make things visible. It was calm and serene, perfect for relaxing in front of the campfire that a certain purple dragon made with his female companion in tow.

The female dragon was named Cynder, a former commander of the Dark Master's army turned faithful friend of her savior Spyro, the purple dragon.

She was a dragon with black scales and a red underbelly. She had wings and tail that were tipped with a darker shade of white as well as a distinct shadow-like crest on both her shoulders.

Her most distinctive features were her tail blade and the white collar that seemed to grow along with the rest of her body. One couldn't tell if it was part of her, or it was some kind of effect that she had gotten when being a former servant of Malefor.

Nevertheless, the dragoness was a powerful creature that helped her companion, Spyro, save the world from the clutches of the Dark Master.

Right now, the two were currently on a mission, given by the leader of the guardians, Terrador, the Earth Guardian.

The earth dragon had tasked them to go and visit the neighboring kingdoms that aided Warfang on their fight against the dark forces to strengthen their relations, ensuring that such support would come to fruition should a foe equivalent to the Dark Master would arrive in the unforeseeable future.

This would also give the two the opportunity to learn more about the new lands and their culture, widening their concepts about the world around them. Being stuck in Warfang could lead to unforeseen consequences that would give a dragon a narrow view of life.

And so here they were, resting in a place deep in the forest to regain their strength.

Spyro was enjoying his time, basking in the warmth of the fire. His eyes were focused on the flames that danced along the air, the tiny embers that floated towards him made him smile as a puff of air blew some of it away.

He was feeling at peace, not worried about anything now. His tail twitched a bit when he heard some rustling, prompting the dragon to look in the direction where the sound came from. He saw Cynder walking towards him, with an assortment of fruits and some dead bunnies that she carried using her shadow element.

“I really envy that ability of yours." The purple dragon commented, standing up and helping his female companion to prepare their dinner for the night before turning themselves in for tomorrow's long journey.

The dragoness merely chuckled, dropping the dead rabbits to the ground as she started cutting the fruits using her sharp claws in a nearby tree stump.

“Well, no one's stopping you from basking in eternal darkness back in the mountains of Malefor." She jokingly said, making Spyro look at her with a smile.

“Why don’t you tend to them right away, the feeling of fur stuck in between my teeth is annoying, and I don't want to deal with them when I go to sleep."

The male dragon nodded his head and did what he was asked. The two dragons prepared their food, adding some sauce and cooking it before eating their dinner in relative silence.

They sat next to each other, occasionally conversing as well as enjoying the warmth emitting from the campfire in front of them.

While eating, Spyro had a deep thoughtful look on his face. This hadn't gone unnoticed by Cynder, who raised her brow questionably before swallowing the entirety of her cooked bunny to get the male dragon's attention.

Jolted out from his inner world, the male dragon turned to look at his companion, leaning his head on the side with a confused look as she sighed.

“Are you okay Spyro? You have that kind of thoughtful look on your face again..."

This made the male dragon sweat drop but then shrugged, finishing his meal.

"Not really. I'm just... thinking about stuff." He tried to dodge the question.

Cynder just huffed and licked some sauce from his chin which caused his tail to jerk, but quickly calmed down. "Mhh, about what?" She asked with a friendly face.

He smiled in turn. "Us. A lot has changed now that the war's over, but things also feel unchanging at the same time, like our dynamic..." He struggled a bit, unable to explain properly what was on his mind.

"Things will be different in the neighboring kingdom Spyro." Cynder began explaining. "We might be accepted for who we are due to our contributions in our fight against Malefor but try not to let them get into your nerves."

Cynder then scooted closer to Spyro, raising his chin with her snout, looking at his deep purple eyes with her own beautiful green ones, emitting warmth that made the male dragon a bit flushed by her behavior.

"It may feel like a bother, but at least it won't be as hard as the way we had to deal with armies and such." She giggled, pulling away from him as the dragon nodded with a gulp.

'It seemed that she did not get what I meant to say...' The male dragon sighed, finding it difficult to convey to his companion what he wanted to say.

"So, are you gonna eat the rest of your dinner or...?" The dragoness pointed out the half-eaten food that Spyro had in his possession.

Cynder gestured to eat more so he began doing just that. 'It felt quite difficult to say the fact that... I like her more than friends at the very least... Though, she might be against it because of her dark past...' He had thought to himself while trying not to focus on the dragoness' slurps of the rabbit meat.

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When they were done eating, they laid together, getting the campfire to warm themselves. It wasn't very long until the black dragoness curled herself beside Spyro and immediately dozed off.

He smiled and watched her rest, following her actions a few moments later before placing his head gently beside the dragoness.

The sounds of crickets could be heard from a distance, along with the sounds of the crackling fire and the soft breathing of both dragons.

It was a very peaceful night for the two, and without a doubt, this peacefulness would not have existed if it weren't for their efforts in defeating Malefor.

"..."

Spyro opened one eye, feeling restless as he tried to go back to sleep. It was very rare for him to not be able to sleep, and whenever he did, it was usually because of something that was bothering him.

With sleep not welcoming him, the dragon raised his head and then took a peek at the dragoness, who was sleeping beside him. He smiled, watching her breathe in and out peacefully.

The purple dragon couldn't help but look at her peaceful form, paying close attention to her face, her snout and the way her chest rose and fell with every breath she took.

It was a very serene sight that made the dragon feel relaxed for some reason. He had always seen Cynder as a strong dragoness, a terrifying one for sure when engaging in combat with her, but one that he would confidently rely on.

"Cynder..."

He whispered to the dragoness, as if wanting to wake her up, but quickly stopped himself from doing so.

He looked at her face, taking in every detail before slowly reaching out his paw towards her.

"..."

He slowly touched her cheek, his paw tracing every curve of her face before moving downwards. His paw then traced the outline of her neck, and then her collar, making the dragoness unconsciously purr.

Touching her collar made the purple dragon recall a memory where he asked Cynder what's up with that.

Her reply though was vague, saying that it was a mark that Malefor put on her when she was still his servant, and that it couldn't be removed by anyone except the one who put it on her.

As much as he wanted to ask more of it, like why does it grow alongside her, he threw that thought deep in his mind, not wanting his friend to resurface more unpleasant memories than what he already did.

It made him frown at the thought, but he quickly shook his head and went back to admiring her collar.

It was unique, and it made Cynder stand out amongst other dragons. It also reminded him of the times where the dragoness was still his enemy, and how she was trying to kill him.

But those memories were long gone, as now the black dragoness was someone he could rely on, and someone he cared about.

'...did you find me attractive when I was an adult dragoness back then?' A random statement that Cynder asked back in that time made Spyro blush, recalling how she asked that question while they were eating together.

He was flustered back then, but he quickly played it off as a joke. He didn't know how to respond, nor did he even want to answer her question.

His feelings for her before were uncertain even now. It made him wonder if Cynder was normally a dragon with some sass and a tease by how she was acting a couple hours ago.

He looked at her collar once again, and then her snout before slowly imagining tracing the outline of her muzzle.

"..."

Slowly, like being pulled by a magnet, the male dragon leaned closer to her snout. With only a couple inches away, he was about to touch her muzzle against his own, but a quick murmur from her made the dragon immediately pull back.

"Spyro..."

It made the male dragon's heart skip a beat.

It seemed that she was dreaming, and the fact that his name was the first thing that came out of her snout made him feel embarrassed.

"Spyro... where are you... stop leaving me..."

Cynder murmured once more, making the dragon gulp.

"I... I'm here... I'm not leaving you..." The purple dragon whispered to her, not wanting to wake up the dragoness as he tried to calm her down.

This indeed calmed her down, as the dragoness stopped murmuring, and went back to sleeping peacefully.

Seeing her like this made the purple dragon sigh. He was glad that he was able to calm her down, but it also made him wonder why she was dreaming about him.

Suddenly, the dragoness started shifting, making the purple dragon freeze as he watched her turn around, now facing him as she wrapped her wing around him.

Pulling him closer to his embrace, the male dragon had barely enough wiggle room to break free. The hot intake of breath coupled with her scent that seemed to make him feel warm all over made the dragon blush.

Cynder pulled him closer, now wrapping her paw on his back as Spyro's head was placed near her chest.

Her heart was beating fast, and Spyro could feel it, as his paw unconsciously touched her chest, right where her heart was located.

"Spyro..."

Her murmurs made the dragon freeze once more. It seemed that the dragoness was still dreaming, and the fact that he was in her embrace made him unable to think of anything else.

He could feel her heartbeat, and the warmth of her embrace made things hot for him.

Slowly, Spyro tried to break free from her grasp, but the dragoness was strong, and it made the dragon unable to escape.

'Should I wake her up? No wait, that won't work. She's a heavy sleeper. Should I just wait it out, hoping that she will let go eventually? ' He thought to himself.

He was contemplating, unable to decide if he should wake her up or not.

After a while, the dragon decided to stay in her embrace, as he was enjoying being close to her like this.

Following the dragoness' rhythm of breathing, the purple dragon's eyes began to trail downward, admiring the curves of her body.

Eventually, he could feel the dragoness' hold weakened, which in turn allowed Spyro to pull back just a bit, enough to let him breathe properly and observe her better.

At this moment, the male dragon's eyes met the middle area that was between the dragoness' hind legs.

This made the male dragon blush like mad. He had only seen his companion's privates on rare occasions. Sometimes when they were sparring and ended up in awkward positions, other times when they were swimming or even that time she slipped when taking a bath.

Her genital was nothing extraordinary, as he had seen other dragons' genitals before, but the thought that her vulva was here next to him, not too far from his face made his own privates go hard.

Spyro was a rational male adult dragon. So rational in fact that he knew when to stop a conversation with other dragonesses who were clearly seducing him and would ignore them afterwards.

But even then, he was a male dragon. His self-control can easily be broken down when exposed to the right circumstances, such as now.

Unconsciously, the purple dragon's paw was slowly inching towards her slit, which was now only within his reach.

If Spyro had thought rationally enough, he could've stopped himself from doing it. However, the warmth coming from the dragoness mixed with his hormonal male behavior, and it made all rationality go down the drain, leaving him only with pure lust in his eyes.

'Cynder must still be dreaming, or else I'd be on the other side of a rock. ' He thought as he touched the edge of his dragon's female vulva.

It felt soft to his paws as Spyro was lightly rubbing them against it, listening intently to the soft sighs coming from the dragoness lips with each feathery touch.

He trailed a line of circles before accidentally running up against the lip folds and a hard, a tiny bump that could not possibly be what he thought it was. It made him pull his paw back in fright as Cynder shifted before settling back into deep sleep, huffing sweetly.

He put his paw back on her female sex and continued his investigation on the hard point in the hood of Cynder's vulva. His claw lightly traced the point a little rougher.

"Nggg...Spyro," Cynder gave a sweet sigh and curled her toes under a tingling wave of pleasure that she was asleep and completely oblivious of.

Now his companion was dreaming about him, even calling out his name. His hormones started raging, his cock slowly creeping from the confines of his own sex hood. He slowly but surely touched again that hardened, yet still spongy, point.

Cynder's body betrayed her as Spyro's finger was drawing up her softening labia while pressing the swollen pleasure center he found more aggressively with his index and claw pad.

Feeling more bolder, he pressed against her sex, really applying pressure against the black dragoness female part as his claws prodded through the labia.

There, inside her folds, was his companion's vagina, leaking out sticky fluids like crazy from what the male dragon had assumed due to the dragoness' actions before.

' Cynder must be having an erotic dream.' Spyro thought, with his face heated by what his paw was doing.

Spyro was gently opening that hidden treasure up, slicking her own bodily fluids inside it in the process while feeling a bit worried about Cynder waking up soon.

Yet, he had continued doing his exploration on the dragoness' female part. Her insides felt incredibly hot, and for the male, the inside of it felt a bit soft with bumps running along the edge.

'Oh, my ancestors... I can't stop doing this...' He was breathing heavily at this point. His cock rock hard and leaking pre-cum, but he paid it no heed as he was too focused on the black dragoness' sex.

"Mmm Spyro, there~"

He complied and pressed harder inside her vagina's edge and was rubbing it up and down as her body shivered in delight.

"Oh ancestors..." he mouthed it to the darkness, pressing and pinching up the hardened point even harder.

With a groan and a squeeze from the sleeping dragoness, a line of Cynder's quim splattered Spyro's paw in hot viscous sweet liquid. The female's body shuddered in a contraction of ecstasy as he pulled back in surprise.

"What the... did I just...?" He unconsciously put the paw that was covered in her juices in his head.

Feeling wet, slimy and sticky on the right side of his head, the dragon looked at his femcum-covered paw, looking at it up close before bringing it to his snout.

Again, his hormones were going crazy, and it made him give a sniff and to his surprise, his tongue took a lick from it, tasting the dragoness's cum.

He shivered from ecstasy, a tangy taste lingered from his tongue as he slowly savored it in his taste buds. Cynder's genital secretion was delicious, and it made his pink pole squirt a bead of pre.

The dragon positioned himself properly, trying to peek once again on his companion's vagina, looking at it and how wet it looked. He didn't know he was this thirsty for her juices, and now his lust-possessed body was burning for more of that delicious fluid he had tasted.

"Hnggg..." Cynder suddenly shifted in a random position, laying on her back with her hind legs spread wide.

The way she moved made the purple dragon think this was intentional, but a whiff of her musk made him throw all rational thoughts and began devouring her without a care in the world.

Exploiting her vulnerable body, Spyro stuck out his snout against the wet vulva, slowly starting his exploration by tracing his tongue along the black dragoness sex's contours and the ridges that circled its clitoris, which was at the center of her pleasure zone.

"Spyyyyy~... ro...." Cynder stirred as her wings opened and stretched for a second before wrapping itself around her sleeping body in response to a mind shattering sensation between her legs, completely unaware that the dragon purred to it.

Encouraged by Cynder's response, Spyro probed the vaginal opening with a lick before tracing his rough dragon tongue alongside it up towards the sensitive nerve rich hood of the dragoness clit.

In response, Cynder let out a mewling meep sound while moving her hips like she was humping in the air while trying to grasp whatever that gave her this intense pleasure.

It was a surreal sight to him, as if her actions gave the purple dragon enough conviction on what he was doing at this very moment.

"Nggh... Spyro..."

Hearing this made him stop all his activities.

Feeling conscious, the dragon gulped and then pulled back. She must've noticed him, he thought, slowly backing off her to act as if he was asleep.

"Harder... Please... nggghh..." She murmured, making him sigh in relief that she was just dreaming about him but felt surprised as he looked at what Cynder was doing.

The black dragoness was still in her lust-driven, prone condition when she started rubbing on her own clitoris in circular patterns with her paw. She shivered and closed her eyes as she did this, obviously thinking that Spyro would take care of her needs.

In fact, it seemed that she didn't do this without much experience. She was expertly doing it as if she had practiced or this wasn't her first time relieving herself like this.

The mere notion that she had performed that act while dozing off caused him to lick the residual saliva and pre that encircled his nose and quivered. He watched as Cynder pressed into her clitoral hood in rhythmic circles.

Just by watching her unconsciously masturbating made his loins tingle. A side-effect of the show he was witnessing as his penis began to peak out of his slit.

Slowly, the dragon's dong began to grow into full mast, his spiky, ridged cock stood proud with blood pumping through its veins. It throbbed with needy desire, desperate to be touched by another dragon, more specifically, Cynder.

He couldn't help but rub it a bit, giving it a couple of strokes as he continued to watch the dragoness masturbate in her dream. After a while, he decided to just jerk off in front of his companion, blatantly staring at her and fantasizing of her pleasuring him.

Pre steadily dripped from his penis's tip as Spyro kept on watching, feeling more aroused the more that he pumped his member.

He saw the dragoness insert her paw deeper to the hilt as a long slow drawn-out purr emanated from her maw. Her wings flailed underneath due to the pleasure-stricken sensation.

"Ah... Spyro~ mfff... you're so...good..."

The purple dragon was now shamelessly masturbating even harder after hearing the compliments coming from his sleeping companion. It seemed that his presence didn't matter at this moment, as Cynder only craves pleasure.

He saw her spread her lips, exposing her luscious pink flesh that looked wet and moist the further he started at it. Like a tunnel of love, Spyro was mesmerized by it, imagining how it would feel like to stick his cock inside that hole. Her clitoris was swollen and hard, the dragoness' paw massaging it while her hips gyrated in the air in the same fashion.

The black dragoness' pink vaginal canal was leaking its fluids, and Spyro couldn't help but lick his muzzle at the sight. It was like she was begging for him to go inside her, and for the male dragon, he was more than happy to fulfill that request.

At the same time, the dragoness was now vigorously rubbing her vagina with every little strength she could muster with her sleepy body, openly wanking off in front of her partner who was doing the same thing as her.

Each touch was sensitive to the point where it gave pleasure signals to her brain, her body quivering and her toes flexing due to this intense sensation.

Spyro could feel it. She was close.

Her body language was telling him that she was about to cum. Unfortunately for him, he was far from close as he was also doing his best to stay relatively quiet - even though he was breathing loudly at this point, which was pointless but still.

Her erotic moaning was in tandem with what was about to transpire.

With a long, erotic groan, the dragoness proceeded to squirt her juices.

At this point, Spyro's member was feeling painful, as he had been continuously pumping his dick for a while now, yet he hadn't come close to a climax of his own.

It was then that he was immediately smacked in the face by his own dirty deed of staring. He would like to get another hit right now.

The male dragon felt as if his brain was slapped off, thinking that his female friend woke up but instead, the dragoness simply moved her head to the left and proceeded to drift deeper into the depths of slumber without a care in the world.

This made the purple dragon disappointed that she was finished, but nonetheless, he did what he knew would be the most sensible thing for now. And that was to finish the job himself.

Grabbing a hold of his dick once again, he then slowly started pumping it up and down slowly at first while licking off the cum that had landed in his muzzle.

This gave him the boost he needed to continue beating his meat. Who knew that drinking cum would make him feel energized suddenly?

Slowly, he increased the speed and force applied to his pumping. With the dragoness in front of him, Spyro had never felt as horny as he had always been before.

He began fantasizing having sex with her. How he would deflower those delicious lips of hers with his pink breeding pole as he whispers sweet words of encouragement on how she was a good breeding partner.

Spyro wondered how it would be when he penetrates deep into her innermost parts. His imagination went wild as he pumped faster while using his claws to stroke his aching knot that inflated by every passing second, becoming more swollen and harder until his dragon cock can take no more.

He wished he could share these feelings with his other male friends, but it was one of those topics that he could never share to anyone, and now it became his first few erotic fantasies that he would love to experience it firsthand.

He began to groan out loud, stopping temporarily to prevent himself from shooting his dragon spunk everywhere. It would be catastrophic for the purple dragon if Cynder decided to wake up due to the sound he's making.

However, he couldn't stop the rush of his orgasm reaching its peak.

With a muffled roar and some quick thinking, the purple dragon immediately pointed his cock away from Cynder, shooting his jizz just a couple inches away from hitting dragoness' side as Spyro squirted ropes upon ropes of sticky white fluids that continued to pump out of his long, pink rod.

In due time, his release began to wane, and eventually his cock went limp. It was without a doubt, one of his riskiest masturbations to point, yet a satisfying experience at the same time.

In hindsight, he should be embarrassed by his acts of voyeurism, yet his brain was too numb to care what happened next, as Spyro himself felt tired just as soon as the purple dragon realized what he had done.

"Urk... I should probably clean this up before she notices it in the morning." The male dragon murmured, planning to clean everything up and return to his original sleeping position before Cynder woke up.

Indeed, the campfire gave very dim lights, but there was no way his companion would miss that big of a puddle of spunk that could rival a dragon's.

And so without a second thought, Spyro got up and stretched his muscles. Once he finished, he started gathering twigs and some stones that he found nearby before dropping it on the fire that they've prepared in a hurry.

Fortunately for him, the campfire hadn't died out when the time he woke up, but if Spyro didn't plan of adding more fuel to the fire, Cynder would probably be waking up at the cold atmosphere instead of waking up to the sounds of birds chirping in the morning.

Soon enough, the campfire became alive once more. It then produced small fluttering flames and little fires that added more light into the dark forest they're currently camping in.

Having a hard time due to the sudden glow, his eyes that were adjusting for a dark light started hurting, so he rubbed his eyes a bit before cleaning the cum stain that was lingering everywhere.

After some time, the dragon was satisfied with his work, positioning himself right next to Cynder.

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Following the recent events of him jerking the male dragon was very tired. So tired in fact that when he laid his head on the warm grassy ground right next to his partner, he immediately blacked out, entering the dreaming world as Spyro let out a deep sigh.

All was still quiet except for the sound of Spyro's soft breathing before settling down and drifting deeper into the world of dreams.

Unfortunately for him, it seemed that Spyro completely missed the fact that his partner was just pretending to be asleep and was blushing like crazy.

The time the purple dragon was touching her private parts was the time he unintentionally jolted her awake.

Normally the dragoness would be a heavy sleeper, not bothered by a mere touch nor a sound.

But since her honed senses made her instincts sharp and keen, even in her sleep, she could sense anyone moving in a certain proximity around her, whether it would be hostile or not.

This habit of hers made it possible for her to survive during the darkest of times, but as for now, she was ever so thankful that she managed to witness one of the rarest of events where her friend would openly jerk off in front of her.

And as a bonus, she managed to catch a glimpse of his cock that was always hidden from view. She imagined it to be bigger than average, but ancestors above, it was a lot larger than what she imagined!

It wasn't fair that she was the only one intentionally showing off her privates to the one she loved. After all, she was giving him countless hints of how she felt for him ever since he somehow failed to hear what she said when Spyro managed to revert the effects of their world crumbling to pieces.

As such she made it her top priority to properly convey her feelings to him in a matter that he will surely love to see.

However, that doesn't mean she can't get flustered by how she also acted in front of him.

She thought that this dense of a dragon would have figured it out by now that she was faking being asleep and that she wanted to have sex with him here and now, but ancestors above, he was so fucking insane to the point where he thought that she was masturbating in her sleep!

'I mean, who even does that?!' The dragoness screamed in her mind, resigning to the fact that Spyro was an oblivious dragon.

'Oh Spyro... I guess we can talk this out in the morning. In the meantime,~" The dragoness resigned herself, scooting closer to the male dragon where their bodies were touching and got into a comfortable position.

Tired with all the heavy thoughts and the recent workout, she immediately went to sleep and entered the land of dreaming. Inside the dreamworld, Cynder was having the best mating of her life. Being railed with Spyro above her, fucking her pussy like a crazed beast.

It was a fantasy that she was living in the deepest corners of her mind, not knowing that the two dragons were craving the same things they had with each other.

If only they were more honest with each other, could they achieve what they wanted this entire time.

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The End.