Spyro and Elora's Reunion
Hey, people! I bet you didn't expect another story to be up so fast, didn't you? Well, there's an explanation for that. You see, this story has been sitting in my drive for a while now, and I decided to finally go ahead and put the finishing touches on it. Now I was one of the kids who grew up with the original Spyro games, and I loved them. I think the 'Legend of Spyro' story was a little better, but they still can't completely replace those games in my heart. Also, I just always wondered if this certain pairing ever really got enough love for how unique it was. That bears the biggest question.
Ever wanted to see Spyro and Elora together? Well, now's your chance. Enjoy!
Five years. That was how long it had been since that fateful day when she had met him for the first time. Not long thereafter, she watched as he managed to save her home from a great evil that had meant to consume it. Sure, her friends had helped him along the way on numerous occasions, but in the end Spyro had managed to save them all.
As Elora looked into the mirror, she sighed as she brushed her now long, red hair. She couldn't help but think of the cocky, yet sweet dragon who'd she couldn't help but adore. Even more was how much that admiration had grown since then...
It was true. Deep down, Elora couldn't help but have certain feelings for Spyro, feelings that she never thought she would have until one very lucid dream caught her attention...
The young faun had grown considerably since the last time she'd seen Spyro, her body maturing into a specimen of beauty that had attracted quite the eye around Avalar. However, Elora always tried to play hard to get, not wanting to have someone to be with her just for her body. She wanted someone to look past all that, and no one knew the one person she hoped could do that except her.
Tonight...she had decided to find out if she was right.
Spyro couldn't help but smile as he emerged through the portal that was coming from the Artisan Worlds into Winter Tundra once more. He took in the cool air and let out a big sigh as the memories of the final battle with Ripto flooded into his vision.
A buzzing noise interrupted his thoughts, causing him to turn towards the golden dragonfly hovering around his head. "Sorry, Sparx," Spyro said. "Guess I kind of lost myself there." Sparx rolled his eyes as he and Spyro began their trek towards their destination.
The young purple dragon had grown considerably since his first visit into Avalar, with Spyro going through a nice growth spurt. His body was now a good ten feet long, his wingspan having increased to the point to where he could fly at will instead of having to glide everywhere. Thanks to his training, his body was also in peak condition as well.
Spyro was here on invitation by the Professor himself for what was to be an anniversary party of his defeat over Ripto. From what he knew, everyone was going to be there to celebrate. Hunter and Bianca. Shelia. Sgt. Byrd. Blink. Agent 9. Zoe and her friends. Elora...
"Elora...," Spyro thought out loud. He couldn't help but issue a blush beneath his purple scales.
"Bzztbzzt?" Sparx asked curiously.
"Of course I can't wait to see her, Sparx. I can't wait to see everybody." However, the dragonfly was not easily fooled, having known his dragon friend so well over the years. "C'mon, Sparx. It's not like that between Elora and I. We're just friends."
"Bzzzz..."
"Besides," Spyro added. "It's not like...it's not that she'd want to go out with me anyways. I bet you five gems she'll have a date tonight." Sparx buzzed back that he accepted without hesitating.
After about 20 minutes of walking, combined with several portal jumps, the duo finally arrived at their destination: the Professor's Lab. Immediately, Spyro could tell that the old man had somehow spruced up the place in anticipation of the big night. The purple dragon strode up to the door and knocked twice before he was quickly greeted by the Professor himself, who waved him inside quickly. He then quickly became the center of attention, swarmed by all of his friends and comrades.
"Spyro, my main man!" Hunter the cheetah came up, offering his paw for a high-five. "Now the party can really get started!"
An adult bunny in a gorgeous set of robes cleared her throat while elbowing him in the ribs. "You behave now!"
Spyro chuckled a little. "Hey, guys. I hope Hunter hasn't gotten into too much trouble for you, Bianca."
The bunny giggled back. "Of course not. He's been a very good boy, haven't you?"
The cheetah couldn't help but blush and scratch his head in embarrassment. "Yes, Bianca. Speaking of which, how's training going, Spyro?"
"Oh, you know, same old same old," Spyro replied, puffing out his chest slightly. "Elders giving me praise, fans giving attention, you know the drill."
"Bzzbzzt," Sparx muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Hey!" Spyro replied. "You know it's true!"
"What about the new hatchlings?" Bianca asked, a genuine look of concern on her face. "Are they...alright?"
Spyro noticed this, giving a warm look back. "They're fine...rambunctious as always...but fine."
"Good...," she replied. Hunter wrapped a hand around her shoulder. "C'mon, buddy. Let's meet the rest of the gang."
And so for a time Spyro and Sparx met and greeted with the rest of the group. He couldn't help but shake his head at some of their craziest escapades, including Agent 9 tearing through an entire fortress using only a small blaster and Sgt. Byrd leading his troops to various victories.
Spyro nearly lost track of time before he felt a tap on his right shoulder. "Excuse me?" a familiar voice asked. "Is the big hero free?" Spyro turned and gasped as he found a gorgeous red-haired faun looking back at him. She wore a long, green dress over her body that even managed to cover up her lower half, though it wouldn't have made her any less striking.
"E-elora?" Spyro asked, able to actually look at her squarely instead of looking up. "Wow, uh, you're...looking...really really good."
Elora giggled, crossing her arms. "Of course I am, you dork. This is a celebration after all." She reached in and hugged him, causing the purple dragon to blush a darker shade beneath his face. He smiled and reached around, a paw gently nestled against her back. "I didn't think it was possible...but you got taller since the last time you visited."
Spyro chuckled as they broke the hug. "Oh...thanks. I'd say the same...but...well...you know."
Elora shook her head, rolling her eyes at his failed effort in sarcasm. "But really, it's great to see you again, Spyro. I don't want to jinx anything, but it's almost too quiet when you're not around."
Spyro raised a brow. "Really? When you've got the blasting penguin and spy monkey. Not to mention the skateboarding cheetah and the big yeti on occasion? Yeah, I'm suurrreee it's boring."
Elora giggled with him as she shook her head again. "You may have a point there, but there are still times when I think that a certain dragon and his trusty dragonfly could swing in and spice things up."
Spyro smiled. "You know I would, but I guess I've been caught up with all this training and stuff I haven't had much time. Sorry..."
Elora smiled back at him. "It's alright, Spyro. We all understand all too well. If anyone like Ripto or that Sorceress come back, we may just need you to be ready to help." The faun lowered her head, several unpleasant memories resurfacing.
Spyro put a hand on her shoulder to reassure her. "You know I'll be there in a heartbeat. I wouldn't let anything bad happen to any of you. You all mean so much to me for that to happen."
Elora looked up curiously. "That much, huh?"
Spyro grinned sheepishly. "Well, of course, heh-heh. But c'mon, get real! Who's gonna attack Avalar knowing that I'm around to mess with whoever does? I'll fry em to a crisp!"
Elora smiled and nodded. "I know you will..."
The two stayed at each others sides for most of the night, engaging in several more conversations. The two laughed especially at the story Hunter told of the latest pickle Moneybags put himself in involving the inhabitants of the Autumn Plains.
Eventually, though, it got very late and the party dwellers began to leave one-by-one. Eventually, it was just Spyro, Sparx, and the Professor.
"Well now, look at the time!" The Professor chided, checking his watch. I've kept you all far too late. You'd best be running along now. Thanks again for coming, Spyro, my boy!"
Spyro nodded. "No problem, Professor. I had a great time tonight. We should really do this more often."
"Of course! Of course! I have many other inventions to show you and ideas to share with those in the Dragon Realms! When you both get the chance, stop by again anytime!"
"We will, thanks Professor!" Spyro yawned as he and Sparx turned to leave, the daunting journey back home ahead of them.
"Bzzzz," Sparx said wearily as they went out into the darkness of the night.
"Sorry, pal," Spyro replied. "I lost track of time. Don't worry, we'll be home soon."
"Spyro, wait!" Elora said, jogging up to him.
"What is it, Elora? Did I forget something?"
"No, no," she said, twining her thumbs a little. "I was just thinking...it's such a long trip for you and Sparx. Why don't you just...stay at my place for tonight?"
Spyro blushed a little, glad she couldn't see clearly to his scales through the dim light. "Oh, um...I guess so, unless it's too much trouble for you."
"Bzzzzz....," Sparx buzzed at him, an annoyed look in his eye.
Elora shook his head. "Of course it's not, silly dragon. I have enough room for you and Sparx. Now please just come on."
Spyro sighed, knowing he wouldn't win this argument. "Alright, right behind you." Sparx smiled at Spyro's left, knowing he'd get to rest soon.
About five minutes later, they arrived at Elora's small cabin. She let them in before Sparx quickly found a nice little place in the corner near the lamp, crashing instantly.
"Wow...," Elora said. "I didn't know he was that tired."
"Me neither," Spyro said, another yawn escaping his maw.
Elora led the purple dragon over to a couch, which was just large enough to sit the two of them. "it's not much, but I hope it will do for you, Spyro."
Spyro put up a paw. "It's fine. Don't worry." He jumped on, stretching himself out to get ready to sleep. He was just about to say goodnight before she sat down next to him. He was surprised as she reached over, rubbing his face a little bit.
"I meant it when I said I was really glad to see you, Spyro," Elora said softly.
Spyro looked at her back, suddenly staring dreamily into her eyes and melting into her touch. "I...I'm really glad to see you too, Elora. I uh..." He tripped on his own words, gulping a little bit. "I...missed you."
Elora's eyes glowed at the comment, her smile widening even further. "I really missed you too." She then decided to take the dive as she leaned in, planting her lips upon his own and kissing him.
The kiss was the last thing Spyro expected from her. Still, that didn't stop him from letting himself go, kissing the beautiful faun back, causing Elora to feel joy that she hadn't known since Ripto had been beaten by the purple dragon himself.
Their kissing was slow at first, meant to get used to each other's differences. Elora had wrapped her arms around Spyro's neck, while he'd done the same with his paws around her waist. When they pulled back for air, Spyro couldn't help but stare into her eyes. For the first time, he saw something inside Elora that he'd never seen before, and that was a great desire.
"Wow...," he exclaimed softly. Spyro found any other form of speech impossible at the moment.
"Yeah...I know," Elora replied back before leaning in and kissing him again. Spyro matched her level of passion behind it, slowly pushing Elora down onto her back with him on top. The warmth of her body blended with his own, making his body temperature increase as well as his heart race.
The pair spent the next several minutes in the same position, the passion and intensity of their kiss increasing with each second. By now, Spyro's longer tongue had found it's way into the faun's smaller mouth and exploring each and every crevasse. Elora just relaxed and let him work, cooing each step of the way.
By the time they broke again, Elora felt Spyro's obvious arousal against her groin. The purple dragon noticed and backed away from her, his face blushing furiously in embarrassment as he hid himself from her. "Sorry about that...," he muttered.
Elora giggled. "What's this? The great Spyro is afraid of his little 'friend'?"
"No," Spyro shook his head. "I just...you know..."
Elora leaned up and kissed his snout again, allowing him to relax again in her touch. "I'm not afraid, Spyro. Besides, I'm sure this isn't your first time with a girl you really liked before."
Spyro then looked at Elora and grinned. "Sorry to disappoint you...but there hasn't been another."
This caught the young faun off guard. "What about all the ones you met on your travels? There must've been someone..."
Spyro chuckled and licked Elora's nose. "There were plenty of others...but they all had one problem." He then paused and touched his forehead against hers. "They weren't you."
Elora gasped in realization and looked up at him again, caressing his cheek. "You've always been my hero, Spyro. That never changed."
"Sorry it took me this long...," he replied.
"Apology accepted," Elora replied as the two shared another passionate kiss. This one lasted only a few seconds before she pulled back and stood up. Taking Spyro's paw, she then slowly guided him towards her bedroom. She opened the door and led the purple dragon inside before stopping him momentarily at the door.
Elora then walked towards her bed with her back turned to him. She then looked back and gave him the best and most seductive wink as she could before she reached back and began to untie the clip to her dress. Spyro watched it fall to the floor below her before looking again to see her next unclip her bra, exposing her bare back for him. Keeping her hands on the last piece of clothing, she then turned around to face Spyro again.
"I bet you've never seen something like this before," she then exclaimed before letting her bra fall the ground. Spyro's eyes widened as far as they could go as he gazed onto Elora's nude form for the first time. Her plump breasts stood out to him the most, with good sized nipples to add to the glory. The purple dragon felt his jaw drop to the floor and his tongue lool out at the most beautiful thing he'd ever witnessed.
Elora did the best she could to not burst out laughing at the look on Spyro's face. She then started to fondle her right breast, allowing it to roll and twist in her touch. "Don't just stand there you dork...it's not nice to keep a lady waiting."
Spyro gulped and obeyed, treading over to Elora as she sat at the foot of the bed. Spyro then lifted himself onto his hind legs, allowing him better access to her body. The purple dragon licked her neck for a few seconds before descending upon her naked breasts. They were so soft and warm to his touch, and felt like nothing he'd ever touched before. Using his claws, he explored his newfound treasure as gentle as if he were holding a hatchling in his arms. Elora sighed as Spyro explored her body, feeling great pleasure as she melted in his touch.
While Spyro continued, Elora's eyes strolled down and widened at the sight of his exposed dragonhood. The long, black piece of flesh extended a great deal from his underbelly, throbbing with each beat of Spyro's heart. Elora felt a chill down her spine, amazed at how well Spyro was endowed for his age.
By now, Spyro had began licking Elora's left nipple, making her gasp in delight. Spyro grinned evilly as he suckled on it, feeling it harden in his mouth. No wonder Hunter kept bragging about these things that a dragoness couldn't have. Elora moaned his name as Spyro continued pleasured her this way.
Soon, Spyro's nose caught a whiff of Elora's arousal, which he found almost irresistible. It smelled like a combination of different spices and sugars mixed together. Spyro pulled down and found the source of the scent, which was now the faun's exposed sex. It was now easily seen through Elora's fur, the pink flesh very swollen and hot to the touch. He looked into Elora's eyes, asking for permission. Elora smiled and nodded eagerly.
The faun girl leaned back further onto her bed as Spyro began to flick away at Elora's lips, finding the taste of her arousal even more intoxicating than her smell. Poking his snout in between her fur, Spyro nuzzled the skin around Elora's entrance before kneading the swollen flesh with one of his claws. Elora gasped sharply, a little nervous at such deadly objects close to her, but it quickly faded away as he toyed with her slit. As several drops of her essence continued to escape, Spyro's tongue soon flicked out and grazed across her lips, making Elora moan in delight at the contact.
"Oh my...," Elora whispered. She looked down and saw Spyro lapping at the steady flow as though he was a hatchling drinking from a stream.
Spyro then looked up and grinned before he then enclosed his entire snout around Elora's treasure, snaking his way into her depths. Elora's eyes widened in both delight and shock as she felt her dragon lover go deeper and deeper, hitting spots she never thought could be hit by herself. The faun flung her head backwards and gripped Spyro's held, encouraging him to keep going.
"Spy...roo...," Elora moaned. The sound of her voice made his lust for her even greater, making the purple dragon reach as far as he could inside her depths. His sensitive tongue could feel her walls moving with each of beat of her heart, making his own jump for joy at the thought of being the one to make Elora feel this way.
Spyro continued to dig and dig inside Elora before she suddenly felt her release coming faster and faster with each second. Her breathing became panting as she hooked her legs around Spyro's head. With a loud scream, Elora's body then shook with her explosive climax. Spyro forced himself to drink her flow of juices, his taste buds squealing at this new and amazing new taste. He then pulled back from her sex, licking those liquids he hadn't swallowed from his snout.
Elora's chest heaved up and down as she tried to recover from the intense pleasure she just went through. Spyro lifted himself up towards her face, leaning in to lick her neck and ears, making her giggle in delight.
"I'm guessing that means I did a good job right?" he then asked, his goofy smile plastered across his face. Elora turned to him and kissed his snout to give him an answer.
Elora then peeked down and saw Spyro's dragonhood again, the long tool rock hard and begging for attention. More than willing to aid in this request, Elora then lifted herself up and crawled down the purple dragon's belly. Taking the hint, Spyro twisted himself so he was on his back.
"You naughty boy," Elora exclaimed with a large smirk on her face as she positioned herself with her face towards his own. "I hope you're ready for punishment." She then took a deep breath and grabbed Spyro's member softly, making him growl softly. The faun then slowly moved her hand up and down, from his shaft to his head. There was no doubt Elora felt a little intimidated, but that intimidation was overwhelmed by her need for her dragon at the moment.
As one of her hands continued to stroke the long length, another one reached down to slowly massage Spyro's testes, making him moan a little bit louder. Elora just giggled at the look on his face, his jaw dropped far from his body. The purple dragon must have been thankful that her kind had such nimble fingers. Behind her, Spyro's tail began to thud softly in the bed, letting her know she was doing her job exceptionally. Feeling braver, Elora then leaned down and gave the black head several small kisses, making Spyro shiver at the feeling. She then slowly took the head into her mouth and suckled on it for a few seconds before popping back up, giving her dragon a sexy wink.
"This is a lot more exciting than I ever imagined," the faun exclaimed.
Spyro nodded eagerly. "Yeah...no kidding."
By then, Elora had more than recovered and was as needy as ever. Not wanting to wait any longer, she slowly crawled up Spyro's body, squatting above his dragonhood and aiming it for her slit.
"Do you want me, Spyro?" she then asked, staring into his amethyst eyes with her own green. "Because tonight...I'd like to be yours."
Spyro stared at her for several moments before giving an answer. "Elora...I don't think I've wanted anything more than I do now."
Elora smiled before rubbing her slit against his head, teasing the both of them for what was to come. When she thought it was enough, Elora took a deep breath and slowly let Spyro's head sink inside her sex...
Spyro and Elora grit their teeth as an overwhelming sensation hit them fast. The purple dragon gasped as he felt Elora's tight tunnel envelop his dragonhood. At the same time, Elora squeaked several times at being filled by Spyro's length, having just been enough to take him into her. Slowly, she lowered herself down more and more with each passing second. After what seemed like forever, Elora finally came to rest with Spyro fully hilted inside her, with fur meeting scale.
Spyro and Elora remained in place while they got used to each other in such a way.
"So tight...," the purple dragon said, his tongue out to the side.
"So...big...," Elora replied with a gasp, her tunnel having been stretched beyond her wildest dreams. His head was rested firmly against her cervix as Spyro growled happily at being fondled by the greatest feeling he'd ever experienced.
When she was finally ready, Elora slowly raised herself up and came back down against Spyro's body, making both faun and dragon moan at the contact. She then repeated the process before settling into a slow and steady pace. Spyro moaned softly as he placed his paws around her hips to support her, allowing her full control of the experience. The purple dragon looked up and watched eagerly as his dragonhood went in and out of the gorgeous faun on top of him. Nothing could ruin this moment.
Elora closed her eyes and moaned almost every time Spyro's member went back inside her. Being filled like this sent enormous pleasure throughout her entire body, evident with the line of juices beginning to coat her dragon's length.
Spyro leaned back and enjoyed his own pleasure shooting through his body as Elora's sex gripped him like nothing he'd ever felt before. As Elora slightly increase the pace, he watched as her breasts bounced with each of her thrusts, making his lust for her even greater. Taking one of his claws, he slowly fondled one of them, the flesh soft to his touch. Elora cooed happily at this added treatment, wondering how much better this could possibly get.
The two lovers continued for seemed like hours before Elora suddenly stopped bouncing on his hips. Spyro looked up in great disappointment as she climbed off of him. Confused as ever, he was about to ask what he'd done wrong before Elora then whispered to him what she wanted next, making his eyes widen farther than before.
Elora then crawled towards the foot of the bed on hands and knees before looking back at him and winking, wiggling her rear and tail to try and lure him in. She gotten the passionate part out of the way, for now the real fun was about to begin.
The purple dragon didn't hesitate, lifting himself up and crawling on top of Elora's body. Spyro then wrapped his forelegs across Elora's waist, taking one of her breasts into his claws again to her delight. His dragonhood quickly poked at her slit again before he quick pushed forward and sunk himself inside her sex for the second time. Both lovers moaned as they were interconnected again, Spyro leaning his head in to take a long whiff of Elora's beautiful hair and lick at her neck.
Elora kissed his cheek before whispering her request. "Spyro...fuck me..."
Spyro happily fulfilled the request, humping Elora's sex for a few seconds before started to slap his hips against her body. Her moans increased in both frequency and intensity as Spyro began to have his way with her now. His powerful hips drove himself in and out of the beautiful faun beneath him, making her mattress creak with each push.
"Yes...yes...," Elora gasped. "UNNNNHHH!"
Spyro's eyes narrowed into slits as he started growling ferally, his inner instinct enticing him to go even harder. Wrapping his arms tighter around his waist, he started going faster and faster with his thrusting, his testes making a loud slap against Elora's lips each and every time he went back in. His tail and wings beat against the bed each time as well.
Elora slunk forward, unable to hold herself up any longer at the rate she was being rutted. This was unlike anything she could have ever dreamed of, and the fact that it was Spyro who was doing this to her made it even better. Her body now coated with sweat, she tried for as long as she could to hold off the impending climax, but Spyro's intense love making was becoming too much for her.
Spyro could feel Elora's vaginal muscles clenching down on his dragonhood, forcing him to pound even harder to try and finish himself off as well. His instincts kicking in again, the purple dragon then leaned in and softly bit down on Elora's skin, not enough to draw blood at least.
This intense feeling in her neck allowed the faun to go over the edge. Screaming her lungs out, Elora cried out Spyro's name as she climaxed hard, squeezing his dragonhood for all he was worth. A torrent of her inner juices coated his member and hips, making him slide even faster inside her.
Letting go of her neck, Spyro then let loose a colossal roar as he sunk himself deep inside his lover and experienced his climax. His head pushed itself past Elora's cervix, coating the walls of her womb with his warm seed as it erupted from his tool with several powerful spurts. Elora gasped as she felt the warm shot inside her body, feeling her stomach slightly bulge at being filled so much. Spyro continued to release for several more seconds before the flow finally stopped, her sex completely filled to the brim with their combined fluids.
Spyro and Elora panted in exhaustion as their climaxes faded. The purple dragon pulled himself from his sex softly before falling backwards onto her pillow, his dragonhood retreating into his body once more. Using the last of her energy, Elora then forced herself to lay next to him, her head rested firmly on the pillow. She'd never felt more relieved in her entire life. She felt Spyro then pulled her towards him again, encasing her body into his own with his wings. Elora sighed happily, never feeling more safe in her entire life.
The two just layed there happily, basking in the afterglow of their intense session. Whether or not they'd continue or fall into slumber was up in the air at the moment. All that was necessary was the need to feel close to one another.
Elora looked up at him. "So, Spyro? Whatever happened to the dragon who watched his friend 'fall to the perils of love?'"
Spyro laughed and licked her affectionately, knowing full well what she was talking about. "That dragon had a lot of growing up to do."
"And grow up he did," Elora purred.
"You know...," Spyro whispered. "I think I really do have to come visit more often."
Elora cooed. "You'd better, Spyro, or I may just get VERY lonely without you around here."
"I'd never leave you alone, Elora," the purple dragon whispered into her ear.
Elora then pulled him closer. "I know...," she replied, giving her hero another long, passionate kiss.
And there you have it! I hope this also shows what I've been talking about lately about being a little more versatile than I usually am. And any Spyro related themes are something I'd be willing to listen to if you're up for it! Peace!