{"sf1_id":809031,"sf2_id":null,"title":"A Dragon's Journey: Flames in the Dark","author":"Cheetahs","words":19307,"posted_at":"2015-01-18T19:56:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Anatomically Correct","Aroused","Autofellatio","Character Development","Cum","Deep Penetration","Dragon","Dragoness","Ejaculation","Emotion","Emotional","F/solo","Feathers","Fellatio","Female","Feral","First Time","Foreplay","Hard-on","Heat","Heterosexual","Humping","Love","Lust","M/F","M/solo","Male","Masturbation","Messy","Musk","Non-anthro","Oral","Paws","Plot Development","Solo","Story Progression","Story Series","Tail","Teasing","Vaginal","Virgin","Voyeurism","Wet","Yiff","clit","cock","cum shot","cunnilingus","erection","female ejaculation","hatchling","licking","mating","orgasm","penetration","penis","playing","pussy","seed","sex","straight","vagina","wings"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/809031-a-dragon-s-journey-flames-in-the-dark","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/809031","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=809031\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"A threat from the past returns and separates two mates. Lost and confused, the female desperately braves through the dark depths of a cave until she finds a proper shelter. When her mate delays his arrival, she turns her thoughts towards more pleasant endeavors, recalling the first time they met, the first time they played, and the first time they mated.","content":"First PartThis story is a COMMISSION! If you want your own, personalized story, Click here Support me on Patreon for novel chapters, snippets, and more exclusive content!Warm greetings, dear readers. You might remember the First installment of this amazing adventure. Aryi and Azaryl sheltered themselves inside a frozen cave to escape the terrible danger chasing their tails. They shared brooding thoughts, intimate licks, and a lot more than that.This story expands upon the previous chapter and starts right where the previous one ended. I could write a short synopsis to encompass the entirety of these events, but that would take me at least five clunky paragraphs. Because of that, I will give you the short version. This story has a bit of everything. There is adventure, fun times, naughty times, and events that you would rather rip out of the story to preserve the lighthearted atmosphere. Who is the mysterious monster that tracked down our dragons? Will there be actual mating instead of teasing? I will let you discover all that on your own, so read away!And please, if you enjoy this story please consider the following:Fav if you read itVote if you liked itComment if you're feeling awesomeThankies!***Aryi awoke to the weak light of a dying fire and the scent\nof her heat. She blinked her eyes lazily, then took a look around the cave.\nAzaryl curled near the fading embers of their fire, his head covered under his\nlong, luxurious tail. Aryi bared her fangs, but restrained the growl threatening\nto erupt from her throat. He probably kept the fire going. That was all. He did\nnot trade the warmth of her wings for a few, sickly twigs, or sought the cold\nembrace of the stone instead of Aryi's fluffy belly. He was still her loving mate, even if he sat four wingspans\naway, allowing his mate to wake up on her own.Aryi suppressed her irritation and pushed her snout under a\nlazy hind leg. Nights always made her cranky during her heat cycles. She sniffed\nthe pungent aroma of her predicament, then washed her tongue along her\nsensitive crevice. Her slit was thoroughly coated, making for a highly\nenjoyable caress. Aryi's toes curled inwards, and her tail wrapped tighter\naround her legs as her tongue touched around the heated muscles. She lapped\nthrice, cleaning around her slit before arousal got the best of her. Once her fur was properly groomed, Aryi backed off. She was\nsorely tempted to just slurp every drop and moisten her throat with her own\nliquid heat, but other, equally pressing matters had to be attended. Aryi got up on her fours. She stretched her limbs, leaning\non one pair at a time while her wings shook off the numbness from their joints.\nBlood rushed through her muscles, providing strength to her limbs and clarity\nfor her still hazy thoughts. The dragoness yawned and walked towards her mate. She\ncircled the pitiful fire, then inspected Azaryl's sleeping form with quick jabs\nof her snout. He smelled of smoke and stone and seed. Aryi gently pushed her\nhead under his belly, sniffing insistently. As expected, his own slit oozed its\nessence. She flicked her tongue once, catching the taste of stale seed. She\nswirled it inside her maw, savoring the unique fragrance before swallowing. \"It looks like you had a busy night,\" Aryi whispered in his\near. Azaryl's aquamarine eyes snapped open. \"Busy? What?\" he\nmumbled sleepily. Aryi crouched carefully on the ground and cuddled under his\nwing. \"You kept the fire going and the seed flowing.\"\"Only one of those,\" Azaryl fluttered his wing to\naccommodate the dragoness' generous girth. He was considerate in one regard, at least. Aryi licked the\nside of his snout. Flakes of dried seed melted upon her tongue, flaring the\nfemale's lust. She swiped her tongue quickly, then grabbed hold of several\nwhiskers. \"Don't lie to me, mate,\" Aryi hissed, pulling just enough to\nannoy Azaryl. \"Your words say one thing, and your seed another.\"\"There's none! I-\"\"Released all over your cute little snout. Admit it!\"Azaryl snarled. His wings beat down, and a forepaw clenched\naround one of Aryi's. She smiled. A good scuffle was just what she needed, and\nAzaryl provided the incentive.At least until his threatening poise mellowed like melting\nice. \"I might have pleasured myself a bit,\" he whimpered. \"Now\nplease let go before you pull my whiskers off.\"\"You wouldn't miss them,\" Aryi released him. He threw her an angry glare before he soothed his muzzle\nwith two quick licks. \"That's unreasonably harsh.\"\"And waking up with only stone and dead pelts around me is?\"\nAryi hissed between bared fangs. \"You left me alone to safeguard some burning\nsticks and drink your own seed!\"\"I only wanted to make sure you're warm,\" Azaryl retorted. \"Yes, leaving is a great way to assure my welfare. How considerate\nof you, my mate,\" Aryi ended the last sentence with a growl.Azaryl looked the other way. Whether he felt the sting of\nher words or allowed her some silence, Aryi did not know. She took a few deep\nbreaths, looking at the crackling embers before she nuzzled under his chin. \"I'm sorry,\" she whispered softly as she caressed his chin\nwith silky strokes of her tongue. \"I shouldn't make you the subject of my\nanger. As thrilling as it may be during the proper season, this heat is\njust...grawr!\" Aryi snapped at the air.Azaryl soothed her with calming rubs around her tense neck.\n\"It will pass. Always does.\"Aryi purred and sought his snout. She licked his lips, then\npressed her nose against his. \"I want to satisfy it, Azaryl. Not subdue it,\"\nshe whispered, licking between his glimmering eyes. \"My tongue is barren,\nwhereas your seed is rich and fertile.\"\"We can't mate,\" Azaryl closed his eyes, basking in the\nwarmth created by their breaths. \"You said it yourself.\"\"I know,\" Aryi sneaked her tongue between his lips. \"But not\na moment passes when I do not thick of your member sliding deep inside me.\"\"So warm...\" Azaryl purred.\"Soft,\" Aryi slid her tongue inside his slimy maw.\"Wet,\" Azaryl curled his tongue around hers.The two growled amorously as they kissed each other,\ntwisting and grabbing with their mobile tongues. Heat blazed within Aryi. The\ntaste of her mate always aroused her. She nibbled and slurped around his\npristine fangs while her lips shuddered with desire. She got as wet as Azaryl's\nmaw, and Aryi pulled back before instincts subdued her thoughts.\"Too much,\" she cleaned her dripping muzzle.\"Just how I like it,\" Azaryl said. Aryi looked between his legs. His happiness was more than\nobvious. She lifted a hind paw off the ground and grabbed the slimy member\nbetween her toes. Azaryl growled. He throbbed hard within her grip, thrusting\nslow enough to avoid turning pain into discomfort. \"What about this, mate?\" Aryi teased him with a lick over\nhis ear.\"Too rough for my tastes,\" he brushed his tail against her\npaw, urging her to let go. She complied, placing her wet paw back on the ground. \"You\nare such a hatchling. Many males would moisten themselves before this\nopportunity.\"\"Not me,\" Azaryl said, swiping his tongue around her lips.\n\"I prefer warm, and soft.\"\"Two places where you will not sink your cock into,\" Aryi\nnipped his tongue and got up.The male was slightly bitter about rough love, but made no\ncomment about it. He followed Aryi's example, stretching and yawning until his\nmuscles warmed up. Aryi pretended to focus on her own stretches while her eyes\ndarted towards Azaryl. Seeing that pink member throb and tense between his legs\nmade for a slightly amusing sight. Once he was done with his legs, Azaryl\nstretched his wings. He flapped them slowly at first, then bent them in all\nmanner of ways to properly exercise his joints.\"Long flight today?\" Aryi asked. Her wings remained tucked\nat her sides, too lazy to even twitch.\"Quite so,\" the male replied. \"These mountains are part of a\nlarger chain. With speed and proper winds, we can reach the Skytear valley\nbefore sundown.\"Aryi never heard of that place. \"What's there?\"\"Probably nothing,\" Azaryl snuck his head under his hest,\nlicking the tip of his member. Once he caught a quick taste, he brought his\ntail around to groom it. \"Sounds worse than what we have here,\" Aryi watched the\ndisplay with interest.Azaryl looked at her, winked, then worked on the fluffy tip\nof his tail. \"A cave will not hold that thing back. You saw what that monster\nis capable of.\"Aryi nodded her head, feeling there was more to be said.\"If it returns, I want us to be safe,\" Azaryl released his\ntail and walked towards her. \"The place I have in mind can provide that for us,\nand more.\"\"More of what?\" Aryi inquired.\"It's just details,\" Azaryl shook his head and rolled up his\nfurs. \"I will tell you more during flight.\"\"Why not now?\" she pressed.\"Because we have to leave, dear mate,\" he gave her a quick\nlick between her eyes and pointed his head towards her furs. \"You get them,\" Aryi leaped away from him with a mischievous\ngrowl. \"I need to go outside and relieve myself.\"\"Do it during flight.\"\"I remember the last time you tried,\" she laughed. \"I'll be\nback fast, don't worry.\"Azaryl said nothing. He simply watched her leave, his cock\nslapping hard against his belly when Aryi flicked her tail from side to side.\nMales were desperate for the scent of a female's heat, and Aryi still planned\nto get back at her mate for his inconsiderate behavior. She walked towards the\ncave's mouth, and when she saw nothing but darkness behind, she started rubbing\nher scent on the rocks. It was a mightily uncomfortable affair. The cold had a rough\nbite to it, and her heated lips detested its touch. She squeezed hard after\nevery caress, forcing the lubrication out with lewd squelches. Once she reached\nthe snowy exit, Aryi looked around. The air was cold, despite the favorable weather. A white sun\nshone above the snowy landscape, making the snow-leaden trees glimmer with a\nthousand speckles. The wildness of this particular area had a certain allure.\nThe cave offered shelter, and the forest hid plenty of prey. Aryi wondered about\nher mate's decision for an extended travel. He seemed reluctant to share the\nimportant details, and Aryi knew he was hiding something.She thought briefly on it before her need struck her like a\ncold, damp rock. She suppressed it with a snarl, then unfurled her wings,\ngliding onto the ground below. The crisp air rushed between her feathers, and\nsnow soon greeted her paws.Aryi growled with discomfort and rushed towards the nearby\ntrees. Snow flew all around her in a cascade of white brilliance. She loved its\nsoft touch anywhere but on her privates. They were completely bare, unlike her\nfeathery wings or her furred hide. Aryi quickened her strides, relieving herself\non the roots of the first tree she encountered. Paws spread, tail lifted, she\nemptied herself with a soft, rumbling growl.Once she was done, she padded back towards the cave, swiping\nthe snow with either a paw or her tail. The puffy now provided a fun\ndistraction until the cave belched a familiar figure. Aryi narrowed her eyes. Azaryl lowered in half a crouch,\nneck straightened, wings lifted above his head. A growl left his throat, filled\nwith desperate desire. He licked right into her trap.Aryi lengthened her strides and ran to the side of the cave.\nShe made sure to stay out of sight, then unfurled her wings. Within several\nbeats, she was in the air, climbing towards the natural perch above the cave's\nmouth. She landed quickly, gripping the slippery rock between her clawed paws.\nAzaryl's growl ended in a feeble, rumbling whimper. She looked down. He disappeared from sight, but the slurps\nof his tongue betrayed his whereabouts. The horny male was either relieving his\nown burden or suckled the rocks dry of their precious fluids. Aryi smiled. She curled her tail around, collecting a pile\nof fresh snow. She brought it to her front paws, where she molded it into a\nsturdier form. It looked like a misshaped boulder, and packed enough weight to\nfreeze the thought of mating from Azaryl's head.\"Azaryl!\" \"Y-yes?\" the male growled strangely.\"Come out for a bit. I found an egg nestled at the foot of a\ntree,\" Aryi said.\"Eat it,\" the male said curtly.\"It may belong to a dragon.\"\"Impossible.\"He said that, but the topic drew his attention. Aryi looked\nbelow. She saw a head emerge, followed by two broad wings and a tail to match\ntheir length.\"Where is it?\"Aryi grabbed her snowy boulder and aimed at his head. \"Right\nhere!\" Azaryl looked above, just in time to see the snowy package\nblackening the sky. He roared, then choked inside the snowy explosion. Snow\nspread everywhere, coating half his body with powdery coldness. \"So that's how it is,\" Azaryl shook the snow off him with\nthe aid of his broad wings and narrowed his eyes at her. \"You little\ntrickster!\"\"What can I say? I love a good challenge,\" Aryi said, tail\nflicking with excitement. \"I'm going to give you one,\" the male growled, leaping off\nhis perch. Aryi thought he was\ngoing to crash right into her before he turned mid air, gliding towards the\nfoot of the mountain. She followed him, landing softly in the soft snow. The two\ndragons analyzed each other, wings twitching and tails swishing eagerly behind\nthem. \"You're going to lose this contest, dear mate,\" Azaryl\nsnarled.\"Don't make it too easy,\" Aryi growled in return. They both crouched, waiting for the other to make the first\nmove. Aryi analyzed his posture. His wings stood low, and his limbs spread just\nabout evenly for extra balance. It was a stance for ground combat, and that\ngave away the male's intentions. Aryi blinked. That's when Azaryl brought his wings forward.\nHe swiped the snow around him, launching the white storm forth with surprising\nspeed.Aryi jumped to the side. Fragments of powdery snow brushed\nagainst her fur, sliding harmlessly back on the ground. She landed swiftly and\ndug a forepaw under the snow. Azaryl prepared to launch another wave, yet his\nwings were slightly slower than her agile paw. Aryi compressed the snow between\nher nimble fingers and hurled it towards the defenseless dragon. It hit Azaryl straight in the chest. He snarled, receiving\nanother globe under his chin. Aryi launched projectile after projectile, using\nboth of her forepaws while broad her wings kept her steady. Azaryl shielded\nhimself with his wings. A slight mistake, considering the weight of the snow\nglobes. They passed right between his feathers, smashing against whatever lay\nunderneath. \"Tricky,\" Azaryl crouched, wings flaring to the sides.He was going to take to the air. Aryi gathered snow in each\nof her paws and jumped. She beat her wings once for extra height, then pulled\nthem at her sides for better sight. Azaryl sent another storm towards Aryi, but\nthe worst of it washed over the ground below. Aryi tightened her grip, then\nflapped a single wing. The rush sent her sleek body in a twist, and she\nlaunched her projectiles with great force. The gravity and her strength worked\ntogether, pelting the blue male with explosive snow. Once her load was spent, Aryi looked towards the ground. It\napproached faster than expected, and she met it on her side. She kicked her\nlegs, searching for the ground underneath.\"You're mine,\" Azaryl thundered. He collected as much snow\nas he could and leaped above Aryi, dumping the frozen substance right on top of\nher. Aryi beat her wings once. The cloud of snow dispersed, but a\nlarge part still entered her eyes and nostrils. She quickly shook the snow off\nand looked around. Azaryl was nowhere to be seen.Then, a short growl came from behind. She turned, heading\nstraight into a pawful of snow. Azaryl pressed it hard against her muzzle,\nforcing the melting snow between her clenched fangs. \"Have you tasted defeat before?\"Aryi grabbed his paw between her jaws and looked straight\ninto his eyes. Azaryl lifted a wing, revealing a busy tail. He brushed the snow\ntowards the front, where his other paw was buried. \"I'll make you eat it,\" Aryi said. She grabbed her mate and\npushed herself forth. Azaryl's balance wavered. Dragons were not meant to stay on\nthree legs, and the two of them fell in a pile of limbs, wings and tails. Aryi\nseized the advantage. She untangled from her mate and got up. Then, she pinned\nhis paws and slammed her frozen tail tip right into his face. Azaryl mewled and snapped, searching for leverage. Aryi\noffered him none. She used her weight to restrain him, and whoever stood on top\nwon.At least most of the times. A sneaky presence slid between\nAryi's legs, brushing against her most sensitive of places. The coldness sent a\nshudder up her spine, and her limbs froze with surprise.A moment of weakness was all Azaryl needed for a proper\nrevenge. He kicked his hind paws, pushing hard against her chest. Aryi lost her grip and fell on her side, growling. \"I guess I win,\" Azaryl towered above her.\"Only if you catch me.\" Aryi slapped him with a paw, then\nwhirled around and jumped. She beat her wings hard, taking to the air in a\nstorm of snow. Azaryl followed suit. He was right on her tail, struggling\nto catch up. Aryi looked below. She needed an advantage. Something unfair to\ntilt the balance in her favor. She couldn't use the forest, nor the cave. But a frozen lake was perfect for a heavy, clumsy male. She\nbeat her wings hard, aiming towards the watery trap when unexpected weight\ncrashed into her. Aryi tumbled towards the ground. Her wings beat uselessly,\nand paws entangled her from all sides. She kicked and snapped, finding no\npossible escape. For all his worth, Azaryl was quite the strong male. The two dragons fell\ntowards a ground that rapidly approached.\"Give up!\" Aryi snarled.\"You give up,\" Azaryl grabbed her tighter and flapped his\nwings hard. He slowed their descent just enough to avoid a deadly crash.Aryi closed her eyes and tucked her wings, preparing for the\nimpact. The two dragons roared, crashing into a spectacle of white flakes. Snow\nembraced her from all sides, cold and hard unlike her mate's grip. Aryi pushed herself up. No part of her hurt, aside from a\nclaw. She pushed the pain away and moved above her mate, snow sliding down her\ncoated fur. Azaryl looked away from his wing, straight into her violet\neyes. \"Wounded yourself?\" Aryi sniffed around his joint. She\nsmelled no blood.\"Just an insignificant sting,\" he said, grabbing her with\nhis paws.Aryi allowed herself to be pressed against his warm chest. \"I had to slow your\nbig bum before we fell, otherwise a crater would have remained in this place,\"\nthe male growled with amusement.Was he forfeiting the game, or planning something of his\nown? Aryi didn't want to wait and find out. She licked his muzzle warmly,\nmelting his suspicions with her soft, silky tongue. \"I am very grateful\nfor that,\" she said, then turned around, presenting her slit to his sensitive\nnostrils. \"Your quick thinking prevented a dangerous fall, and for that you\ndeserve a little reward.\"He sniffed around her slit, then looked at her with a\nconfused stare. \"This is unusual.\"\"Just lick me and have something warm soothe your cold\nmuzzle. You know you deserve it.\"Azaryl still remained frozen with indecision. He smelled\ntrickery. How silly of him. Aryi pushed her nose against his own slit, trailing\nher tongue along his ridge. Lukewarm fluids latched on her tongue. Azaryl\nhissed softly. His muscles trembled, revealing more of their drenched insides.\"Do you want me to start?\" Aryi licked again.\"No, no,\" he pushed his delightful tongue inside her slit.Aryi tensed. The stimulation felt delightful, but not as\ngood as Azaryl's shuddering flesh. Once he started feeding on her liquid heat,\nAryi assaulted his slit with vicious plunges of her muscular tongue. She probed\nand pushed between the hard muscles, searching for his member. She found it\nhard and throbbing with purpose. Aryi circled the tip twice, then sought the\nmale's most sensitive of places. She pressed her tongue hard against the\ntrembling flesh of his slit, forcing it to contract with three heavy spasms. Azaryl muffled his roar. He thrust, forcing his growing member\nout with a wet plop. Aryi tickled him for a bit, feeding his contractions until\nhe started growing faster. Blood surged through his member, hardening the emerging\nflesh.\"You are quite eager,\" Aryi licked around the tip, poking\nher tail inside his hole every so often.Azaryl mewled weakly, cleaning the slime off her flesh with\nrapid swipes of his tongue. The sensation brought heated ripples along Aryi's\nspine. For a moment, she contemplated release. She desired to unleash her\nessence all over her mate's muzzle, then have her own maw flooded with his\nfertile seed. There was only a small problem with that perfect scenario.The contest was still going, and Aryi really wanted to win.\nShe bit back her rising lust and scooped a pawful of snow inside a forepaw. Azaryl slapped the ground with his tail. He was approaching\nhis peak, judging from his relentless throbs. He thrust again, trying to push\ndeeper. Aryi slammed the snow against his member. The male's throat erupted\nwith a harsh, desperate cry. His member tensed hard, just for a moment, before\nit started shriveling.Aryi snarled. She almost felt his discomfort as her own.\nCold was terribly uncomfortable, especially around such sensitive parts. \"Give up!\" she pressed the snow hard against Azaryl's\nrapidly retreating member. He growled and thrashed, kicking his legs in all directions.\"Mewling is not an answer. Forfeit your victory,\" Aryi insisted.\"You win!\" Azaryl hissed with obvious desperation. \"Please!\nYou...\"\"Good,\" Aryi removed her paw, leaving Azaryl trembling with\ndiscomfort. His whole frame shook, and his wings never trembled so harshly\nbefore. \"Never...never do that again,\" he said, pushing her off with a\nweakened paw.Aryi gave him a comforting lick, but he ignored it. Azaryl\ncurled into a ball, licking his slit with soft, measured strokes. \"Was it that bad?\" Aryi poked her head under his wing.\"Horrible,\" the male said curtly, not even looking into her\neyes. \"No contest deserves such punishment. I...\" Azaryl looked away. \"I wouldn't\ndo this even to my enemies.\"Aryi ignored her rising guilt. \"Don't be a hatchling. We are\ntalking about a slight discomfort, not dismembering.\"\"Slight?\" Azaryl's eyes glimmered with pain. \"You abused my\ninstincts. Tricked me with the promise of comfort and warmth, only to swipe\nthat away in a heartbeat.\"\"I...\" Aryi blinked. Remorse crashed into her like an\navalanche. She didn't know what to say, aside from a weak whimper. \"It was just\na bit of snow...\"Azaryl's ears drooped, and he turned back to his licking. \"Believe\nthat, and be glad to never know the truth.\"Aryi waited. She tried to come up with a fitting reply, but\nnothing passed through her mind aside from guilt and regret. \"I'm sorry,\" she poked her tongue forth, licking alongside\nher mate. She tasted him for several swipes, then nuzzled his cheek\naffectionately. \"I was selfish, inconsiderate, and stupid. I-\"\"It's all fine,\" Azaryl embraced her with a wing. \"I won't\nhold this against you.\"He turned away from his slit and gently nuzzled along her\nhead. Aryi purred with relief. The heat of the contest made them\nboth overeager to win. Even hatchlings fought relentlessly until one of them\nwon. Wounds were not uncommon either, and Aryi doubted a bit of snow got\nbetween them.She was right. Azaryl's features softened as he trailed his\ntongue under her neck. The two dragons comforted each other with wet licks and\ncomforting rubs until the male stood up. \"Leaving so soon?\" Aryi asked.\"Females aren't the only ones that have needs in the\nmorning,\" he smiled at her. \"I will be back quick for more of your delightful\nlicks.\"Aryi reluctantly watched him leave. She wasn't sure if he\nwas speaking the truth. Maybe her trick pierced deeper than both of them\nexpected. She grabbed Azaryl's tail, licking the snow playfully off his\ntrailing tip. \"If you don't return quickly, I will make sure you won't\nrest at night.\"Azaryl blinked with uncertainty. He needed a straighter\nexplanation, and Aryi was happy to provide. She brushed against his side, sliding\nunder his wing until she reached a furred ear. \"I will rub myself all over your furs,\" she licked around\nwith a sensual stroke of her tongue. \"Then I will rub your snout,\" she licked\nalongside his muzzle, leaving his whiskers wet with her saliva. \"And finally I\nwill mark your slit, so that every time you pleasure yourself, you will smell\nthe raw scent of my heat.\"Azaryl shivered with delight. He turned his head around,\nallowing his mate to slink her tongue inside his maw for a short, passionate\nkiss. \"Go now,\" she slapped his rump with her tail. \"And make sure\nyou keep your seed inside.\"\"I have every reason to,\" Azaryl smiled and departed. Aryi turned towards their cave. She had enough of snow for\nthe moment, and the promise of warmth and dry furs to rest her cold paws\nenticed her. She started walking towards the mountain, thinking of a warm\nsurprise for her mate. A game seemed exciting. She planned to tease him, then\ntaste that creamy seed of his once his lust burst forth.And she wanted to do that solely with her paws. Azaryl had\nenough tongue recently, and his slit was awfully sensitive. Aryi always\nwondered what a massage around that certain part would yield. Feeling his hard\nflesh underneath her pads had a certain allure, especially when he was properly\naroused. Aryi imagined herself squeezing his member between her paws until it\nsurrendered its seed. Relentless throbs surged through its frame, and she felt\nevery one of them quaking through his spasming slit. And that was only one way of solving the needs of a male. Aryi\nwent over a few diverse ways to unleash her mate's fertile essence when his\ndesperate growl shattered the silence. \"I knew you wouldn't resist!\" Aryi roared with amusement.\nShe watched her mate descend from above, wings fluttering in the wind. She\nparticularly looked for his member. Azaryl had the habit of flying unsheathed\nwhen aroused. She saw him spilling his seed a\nfew times like that. His member bounced up, stimulating itself upon his belly.\nAryi loved to see his seed wash over the ground below, but this time she saw  not even a speck of pink emerged from the\nmale's slit. \"Fly to the cave, quick!\" Azaryl snarled with urgency.\"Why? You want to do it there?\"\"It's here!\" He hissed and threw a quick look behind.Aryi looked too. The forest was still there, and the sky\nremained calm as ever. She perked her ears, hearing nothing in particular. But if no threat was looming close, why did she suddenly\nfeel the sharp tingle of dread?Aryi flapped her wings, joining Azaryl on the cave's ledge. \"What's here, Azaryl?\"He looked at her. His pupils were wide with fear, and his\nwings pressed close against his body. When she noticed the shivers of his paws,\nshe knew.\"The thing,\" he said and quickly disappeared inside the\ncave. Aryi followed him. Her heart thrummed in her chest, and her\nvision flickered briefly due to the rush of blood flooding her body. \"It can't be it. We would have known.\"\"Is a burning forest a good enough sign?\" Azaryl hissed,\nbumping into the walls.Aryi did too. She struggled to see in the permeating darkness\nuntil her eyes adjusted to the gloom. \"How sure are you? I haven't smelled the smoke.\"\"Me neither, but I've seen it, clear as daylight,\" Azaryl\nsaid. \"No dragon can leave that kind of mark in these freezing temperatures.\"Aryi swallowed with fright. Her mouth felt dry, her limbs\nstarted shaking, and her mind leaped from one random thought to the other.\nPanic settled in, just like last time.\"What can we do?\" she pressed against his backside, seeking\ncomfort.Azaryl pressed forward. \"We run. Flee deep into the mountain\nand hope that thing stays out.\" Azaryl took a turn. Aryi felt his tail brush against one of\nher paws. She lowered her head, gripping onto the fluffy tip. For now, that\noffered better guidance than her eyes. She rushed after her mate, nostrils\ntwitching expectantly. Aryi expected smoke after every heartbeat, and soon\nenough the scent of fading embers filled her nostrils. She released her mate's tail, looking upon the fading light\nof their fire.\"Grab the furs,\" Azaryl walked around, searching for\nsomething.\"It's better to travel light,\" Aryi hissed and looked\nbehind. Nothing for now. \"Not if we'll sleep out in the open. Grab them.\"Aryi did as instructed. She placed the furs on her back,\ndistributing their weight evenly. Meanwhile, Azaryl found what he was searching\nfor. He pointed a paw towards a small rift between the walls. \"That tunnel leads deeper into the mountain,\" he said,\nmotioning for her to be quicker.\"How did you find it?\" she crouched and slipped between the\nnarrow crack.\"I did a bit of exploration last night. With a female's\nessence rubbed all over my nose, it was impossible to keep my eyes open for\nmore than a few moments at a time.\"Aryi's lips curled at that. She wanted to laugh, but sheer\nterror washed away her mirth. She crawled forward into the darkness, uncertain\nand scared. She never liked tunnels. Stone pressed her wings from all sides,\nfettering her freedom. The very air she breathed was stale and moldy, carrying\nnothing but the promise of festering death. After a few steps, Aryi's fear slipped in the form of a\nshrilling whimper. \"Don't think. Move. We know this mountain better. We can\noutsmart it,\" Azaryl said from behind.His words were calm and soft. How he maintained his\ncomposure eluded Aryi. She crawled forward, struggling to see in the darkness.\"How do you know it's the right way?\"\"Been here while you slept. With a monster like that chasing\nyour tail, having a way out makes a decisive difference.\"Aryi smiled, amused by the irony. Her mate slept away from\nher for a reason. She felt so thick for chastising him now, when a simple\ndecision offered them escape from a living nightmare. \"You did well, my mate. Thank you,\" she caressed him with\nher tail.\"Thank me by moving faster,\" Azaryl urged.Aryi gripped the rock tight and pushed herself forward. The\ndarkness and the tight tunnel lost part of their intimidation. With Azaryl\nbehind her, she felt safe and secure.At least until the whole mountain shook with an unearthly\ngroan. Aryi froze. Her wings slammed against the walls, and her paws gripped\ntight onto the moving rock. \"Ignore it,\" Azaryl pushed her rump with urgency. She was supposed to. Her instincts urged her to flee as far\nas possible from the monster, but Aryi couldn't move. Her paws felt glued to\nthe stone. The earth wasn't supposed to shift. It was steady. Always unmoving,\nalways unbroken. Its strength endured where every being perished, a testament\nto its unyielding resilience. It was not normal for stone to shake, but the monster had\nits ways, and below the tips of its terrible claws, even the rock cried. Shatters resonated throughout the mountain. Bangs from\nabove, followed by thuds and blows. Aryi could not see, smell, or hear, but she\nknew the beast was close. It was carving its way through the very mountain to\nhunt its quarry down.\"Aryi!\" Her ears perked, and she blinked once. She wasn't dead. Not\nyet.\"Move quicker. There should be a larger opening just ahead.\"The promise of a larger space washed the terror away. Aryi\ngrowled a feeble reply and continued onwards. The rock still groaned above her,\nwobbling with a strange, rhythmic dance. Aryi ignored it as much as she could.\nShe focused on her paws, one step at a time, until her wings found enough\nfreedom to unfurl.\"Straight ahead,\" Azaryl squeezed past her. \"A series of\ntunnels will follow. Grab my tail, and make sure you never lose grip.\"Aryi did as instructed. She grabbed the tip of her mate's\ntail and held tight as she shuffled through the darkness. The air became\ncolder, hinting at a possible opening. Aryi's heart swelled. The promise of an\nopen sky to soar upon provided a flicker of light amidst darkness. They pressed forth, enduring the sinister earthquakes. The\nfluff became soaked with warm saliva, but Aryi never let go. Not until the\nstone above them split apart. Everything froze into place as she entered a\nheightened state of awareness. The rumbling stopped, and the panic was a sheer\nmemory. Even her mind went blank of all those dreary thoughts, and within a\npounding heartbeat, Aryi knew what to do. Instincts assumed control of her\nbody, and she jumped back, claws skidding on the trembling stone. A rain of\nrocks fell from the splitting ceiling, settling down with a shattering roar.\nThe larger ones settled on top of the other, while the smaller rolled over or\nstopped between the fingers of her paws. Aryi endured the storm, holding steadfast against the\ntrembling ground. The shakes slowly lessened, leaving behind only dust. As soon\nas the ground settled, Aryi checked for injuries. Her snout frantically pushed\naround her paws, seeking the scent of blood. When no life threatening damage was\nsustained, her focus returned, along with her other senses. It felt like a mountain of snow was dumped on top of her.\nShe felt sluggish, cold and afraid. Emotion clouded her judgment, raw and\nunresponsive compared to the sharp tug of her instincts.And amidst her terror, concern bloomed. She walked towards\nthe pile of rubble, clawing at the stone. Her mate. She had to get to her mate.\"Azaryl!\" Aryi cried, feeling around the indomitable wall.\nIt was a mountain of toppled stone, stretching as wide as the tunnel itself.\nAryi walked around, and when she found no passage to crawl through, she started\nhurling the smaller stones behind her.\"Azaryl!\" she called louder, despite the looming threat.No answer came. She quickened her efforts, grabbing rock\nafter rock until her fingers hurt with effort. The darkness intimidated her.\nShe couldn't face it alone. Not without a tail to guide her.The cavern shook once more, forcing her a few steps back\nfrom the rubble.\"Azaryl! Growl. Roar. Do something...\" Aryi whimpered, her\nvoice becoming soft and hopeless. Where was her strength where she needed it?\nOr her flying prowess? Trapped inside this unearthly tunnel, she felt powerless\nto even save her mate. She approached the stones, placing her wet snout against\nthem. \"No. You can't be dead,\" she shook her head and bared her fangs. \"I won't\nallow you to! Hear me? You can't die here, away from me!\"She clawed at them, toppling boulder after boulder in her\nrush. \"Don't. Leave. Me. AGAIN!\" She roared, pushing down an avalanche of small\nstones. She jumped away, waiting until the boulders settled.  \"Tell that to the monster,\" an amused growl pierced through\nthe rumbling of rocks.Aryi's ears perked. She blinked twice, making sure that warm\nvoice was no a product of her imagination. \"Azaryl?\"\"Yes, love?\"\"You are a thrice damned bastard for making me wait like\nthat!\" She growled harshly and sunk her teeth into a stone. She threw it aside\nwith a jerk of her head, then worked on the others with her paws. \"Had to, after what you did with the snow.\"\"And I will do it again for this. You just wait until I\ncarve my way to you,\" Aryi said with determination. She bit back the pain,\nfatigue and everything else that slowed her down. Her mate was alive, and one\nway or another she was going to get him. Rocks toppled on the ground, one after the other.\"What if I reach you first?\" Azaryl asked.\"We'll mate,\" Aryi said without thinking. \"And after that,\nkeep you inside me during the whole night.\"\"Bold promise.\"\"The best motivation for my lustful mate. Now work. \"Aryi\nreared, using both paws to set a particularly big boulder aside. It rolled\nbackwards, and Aryi barely retrieved her tail in time. She hissed, continuing her task.Azaryl too worked hard on his side. Rock after rock met the\nground, adding to the broken harmony of thud\nthud thud. The beast was giving them no more problems for now, and Aryi\nworked herself until exhaustion. She moved rocks until the fur around her\nfingers chaffed and her claws stung. The scent of blood slithered between the\nstale smell of dust and stone. She ignored it. The monster was unimportant. The\ntunnel was irrelevant, and her pain optional. Her only focus was her mate, and\nAryi did everything in her power to reach him. She worked her paws over the stone wall, searching for more\nmanageable boulders. She found none. The smaller fragments were out of the way,\nleaving only the big ones in place. She felt around their surface, growing more\nconcerned with every passing heartbeat. Some stood taller than her, and\nweighted more than ten dragons combined. \"It's impossible,\" Azaryl whimpered in defeat. \"How does it\nlook on the other side?\"\"Big,\" Aryi swallowed, wetting her dry throat with a sliver\nof moisture. \"I finished all the small ones, but these...these are unmovable.\"\"What about alternate ways?\"\"First thing I did,\" Aryi dropped on the pile of rubble.\n\"There's nothing, Azaryl.\"Silence followed. They were both thinking it. An obvious\nanswer none wanted to voice out loud.\"We have to-\"\"Don't say it,\" Aryi interrupted with an exhausted growl.\n\"Talk about mating, adventures, or anything. But not that.\" Azaryl waited a bit. \"it's is still above us. Standing in\nonce place is foolishness.\"\"I don't care,\" Aryi hissed angrily. \"We're mates. We stand\ntogether. I will hear no more on that.\"None spoke until the mountain shook again. Ary grabbed onto\nthe rock and closed her eyes. Her mind wanted one thing, but her instincts\nurged another. Aryi pressed her jaws tight and muffled a seething roar. She\nhated this cave, the mountain, and the beast that tormented them.The earthquake ended, and with it, silence. \"There should be a side opening a dozen wingspans behind.\nTry that one. See where it leads.\"Azaryl spoke with so much certainty . Where did he find it,\namidst this swirling terror? \"I don't want to-\"\"It's the only way. I promise we will be reunited.\"Aryi got up on her paws. Her mate was always awful with\npromises, and his latest one flared something inside her. She didn't know if it\nwas anger or hope, nor she cared to. She just hoped it wasn't his last promise\nto her. Aryi walked towards the wall and\npressed both bloody paws against it.\"I'll make sure you keep this one. Let my blood be my bond,\"\nshe licked the rock and turned around, venturing back into darkness. She blew short gusts of flames, illuminating the tunnel just\nenough to see ahead. Aryi walked quickly. She looked left, then right,\nsearching for the opening Azaryl mentioned. She found it on the left, propped between two stony teeth.\nAryi squeezed herself between them. Slime clung to her fur, gooey and gross.\nShe sniffed it briefly, turned her nose, then looked ahead. Cleanliness was\nhardly the most pressing concern. She blew her flames again. The corridor before her was\nnarrow and foul. Slime occasionally dribbled from the ceiling, splashing with\nan everlasting drip drip drip.Aryi walked forward, keeping her wings closely tucked to her\nsides. Her paws did the dirty work, scooping up cold slime with every step.\nAryi tried to keep her bleeding claws out of the fluid's reach, but it was a\ndifficult endeavor. The tunnel got slimier the deeper she went, and the scent\nmatched its dreary look.Aryi blinked. She counted the steps in case she needed to go\nback, but a flicker of light distracted her. She blew another gust of flame. An\nopening stood in front of her, with an arched exit and a pile of hay nestled\njust behind it. On top of it rested a figure. Aryi narrowed her eyes and unleashed another burst of flame.\nThe light flickered in the darkness, revealing everything aside from the\nmysterious figure. It remained basked in darkness until Aryi took another step.Then, it got onto its feet. It had four of them, and a pair\nof wings at its sides. A dragon? Aryi took another\nstep. The figure did too.A creeping feeling took hold of her, and she contemplated\ngoing back. The next time she blinked, the figure vanished. Azaryl stood in its\nplace, with radiant aquamarine eyes and a fluffy coat to match them.\"Azaryl!\" Aryi ran towards him. She knew he would find his\nway towards her. She knew he was going to keep his promise. Her eager steps\nbrought her closer, and closer, until her tongue brushed along his snout. It was cold, wet, and slimy, just like the grime below her\npaws.Aryi drew back, licking the sticky substance. It tasted\nfoul. This was not her Azaryl.She blinked, revealing the truth behind her swelling hopes.\nHer 'mate' was only a wall of stone, cold and dark just like everything around\nher. Aryi retreated a few steps and unleashed her fire. The opening was there.\nShe saw it.Or at least she thought so. The wall before her had no exits\nor crevices. Just bare, empty stone.Aryi growled. Disappointment weighted her down, and\nhopelessness washed over her with every beat of her sinking heart. There was\nnothing she could do here. With or without her mate, she had to keep going.She turned around. Which way was which? She could not even\nremember where she came from. The air was stale in both directions, and no\nvisible clues aided her.Aryi took a random path and stuck to it. How many steps did\nshe take? She couldn't remember. If she was wrong, she would be back where she\nstarted, just behind the wall of rubble. With that thought in mind, she pressed on, illuminating the\ntunnel every five steps. Her stamina was limited, and she needed to be mindful\nof her resources. She needed a system, and that required a certain discipline.\nAryi pressed her jaws shut, becoming one with the surrounding darkness. She\nfelt helpless and scared. She took a step, then another. When she counted five,\nAryi unleashed her light. It lingered for less than a heartbeat before the\nblackness returned. Aryi swallowed emptily. She had to be brave. Without her\nfire, she was lost.Without light, she was just a prey trapped in the darkness.\nAryi continued walking. The tunnel seemed to have no end, and her blood felt\ncolder after each burst of flames. Aryi took a deep breath. She wheezed the air\nforth, but no light followed. Darkness surrounded her, oppressive and thick.\nAryi thought she saw something moving. She breathed again, failing to summon\nher flames. Something moved. It was impossible to say what or how, but\nshe saw it. A shape appeared to her right. It whirled around, dashing under her\nwings and between her legs. Aryi closed her eyes. The tunnel was playing tricks\non her. She was scared, cold, and alone. Seeing things where they didn't exist\nwas normal. She repeated that, blocking out the dancing figures. They\nwere darker than the darkest black, and they took a liking to her. Aryi ignored\nthem. She took another step forward. The ground crumbled under her paw,\nrevealing more darkness.Aryi stepped back. Her tail pressed against something hard,\nand her back followed. When she turned, she came face to face with a wall, cold\nand wet just like the last one. Aryi growled with sheer terror, but no sound escaped her\nmuzzle. Not even a dim whimper. The figures wrapped around her, tightening like\nliving vines. She thrashed and snapped, claws and teeth sliding harmlessly\nthrough their ethereal forms. They squeezed harder, draining the heat from her\nbody, then dispersed into the surrounding walls. She struggled to remain on her trembling paws. Whispers\nflowed through the silence, like the murmur of a distant river. Aryi flattened\nher ears. She didn't want to hear them, but they got louder and more persistent\nwhen ignored. She flared her wings, hitting stone.Aryi panicked. She whirled around. The stone was everywhere\naround her.  The whispers turned into grumbles, and soon into a rhythmic,\npounding rumbling. The walls broke from their fetters, slowly pressing the\ndragoness between them. Aryi closed her eyes. It was just panic.Just fear.And it felt so real. The figures returned, fettering her\nlimbs. Aryi couldn't move. Her paws stuck to the ground. No. They became fused\nwith the ground. The earth coiled around them, just as the walls pressed from\nall sides. The cave wanted her. Its whispers urged her to surrender her flesh\nand become one with the stone. Aryi fought. She snarled, swiped her tail, and shove with\nher wings. Nothing worked. The walls entrapped her, and within a few thumping\nheartbeats she found herself encased by the hungry stone. Coldness claimed her\nlimbs. It climbed towards her chest, then up her neck, slithering all the way\nto her head. Aryi closed her eyes and roared with all her might. A gust of\nheated air left her maw, igniting into flames just when it rolled along her tongue.The darkness retreated with a shriek, and the whispers\nshattered into deafening silence.No figures surrounded her, and no walls rushed towards her.\nIt was just her, and the tunnel. Almost.  Something\nmoved on her left. Aryi closed her eyes. They deceived her before, and she\nrelied on her other senses. The drip drip\ndrip of the slime greeted her ears, while fetid scents assaulted her\nnostrils. She opened her eyes and glanced around. As expected, nothing\nwas there. Aryi blew a weak gust of flames. She still had to go forward\nand find her mate. She willed herself ahead, limbs shivering with exhaustion.\nShe felt completely drained, and every step was a challenge. She trudged,\nplacing one paw before the other, until she felt a presence stalking her. Aryi didn't want to turn around, but her instincts got the\nbest of her. She turned her head, staring at a deformed beast with a broken\nhead, five eyes, and several misshapen limbs looking like the severed roots of\na tree. Tendrils extended around them, supporting the creature's broken body.Aryi somehow found the strength to run. She managed two\nstrides before it was upon her. It pounced her with a thundering growl and\ngrabbed her. Tentacles wrapped around her limbs, while her wings were pushed\ninto the ground. Aryi couldn't move a claw. She waited like prey as dripping\nfire washed between her wings. Her fur sizzled and melted, giving way under a\nstream of agonizing heat.She had no time to roar her anguish. A hundred teeth fell\nupon the back of her neck, piercing through fur, skin and flesh. Aryi closed\nher eyes. The scent of burning fur filled her nostrils, and pain shortly\nfollowed. The creature bit hard into her flesh, securing its vicious grip. Aryi\nthought she was going to die inside this monster's molten embrace until a\nheated presence slithered under her tail. The monster was not going to kill\nher.It was going to breed her. Its deformed member shot like a\nspear, splitting Aryi's insides open.She roared, choking on the waves of overwhelming pain. The\nmonster thrust savagely inside her, charring her shivering tunnel. Every drop\nof moisture vanished, replaced by scorching heat. Tears fell from Aryi's scrunched eyes as the monster filled\nher. Its wicked rod stretched her hard and pushed inside without a flicker of\nresistance. It did not bear Azaryl's gentle girth, nor shared his measured\nthrusts. This monster took what it wanted, ramming his spiked member hard\ninside her shivering walls.  It allowed\nno relief in between its desperate thrusts, cutting Aryi's breath with each\nviolent shove. Once he found what it wanted, it bit harder and pushed deeper,\ninvading her womb.Aryi was ready to give in when a burst of slimy fluid\nenveloped her insides. It rushed through her tunnel, flooding her entire body\nwith its cold, slimy touch. Aryi's vision flickered, and darkness claimed her.She woke up on the wet ground of the cavernous depths. Her\nbelly was soaked, and something pressed inside her slit. Aryi quickly lifted\nher leg and blew just enough fire to reveal the culprit.It was a rocky bump, placed conveniently right below her\nslit. That was her monster. She sighed with distress and forced herself up. The tunnel\nwas slowly sapping her sanity. She had to get out, and fast. Her shaking limbs\nthreatened to give in, but she forced every ounce of energy to stand up. She\nstumbled awkwardly for the first few steps until she found proper balance.Then, she continued, tired and exhausted. She maintained her\nmonotonous shuffle, hoping this nightmare would\ncome to an end. Every tunnel had a bottom, and she could only hope she found it\nbefore another flicker of insanity washed over her.A speckle of color entered her eyes. She blinked, increasing\nher pace. The light became stronger, bearing the promise of an open sky. Aryi\ntucked her wings, growling. She was still inside the mountain. The walls around\nher proved it. She advanced warily, sensing another delusion. The light\nincreased in strength. Aryi blinked quickly. It had to be another fragment of\nher fears. She held onto that thought, her muscles tight as stone,\nuntil a small opening revealed itself between the walls of the tunnel. Aryi's blood quickened. Everything had an end, and this\ntunnel was no different. She rushed towards the opening, squeezing herself through\nthe crack until she emerged into a circular cavern. Aryi slowed down. The cave\nwas larger than anything she saw before. Fresh air breezed around its walls,\nand pool to her right offered a most curious sight.Aryi walked around its bank. Luminescent crystals grew\ninside the pool, giving it a pleasant blue tint. She crouched, tilting her\nmuzzle towards the water. Her tongue sneaked out, splashing briefly before\nreturning into her maw. It was warm! She drank with hungry gulps, splashing the\nwater all around. She welcomed the liquid inside her mouth, drinking her fill.\nOnce she calmed her thirst, Aryi pushed a paw inside the water.The liquid seeped inside her wounds, soothing them with its\npleasant touch. Aryi growled softly. She bathed her other forepaw too, then\ninspected the rest of the cavern. It offered nothing in particular, aside from\nplenty of rock and plenty of space. She walked back towards the pond. Cave or not, this place\nhad a warmer feeling than any tunnel. For the first time since her ordeal, Aryi\nfelt safe. She dropped the furs near the bank, then tested the waters again\nwith both paws before jumping inside.Warmth claimed her. It rushed around her numb wings,\nrevitalizing them. Her muscles slowly relaxed, and shivers became an ugly\nmemory. Aryi paddled around the pool, exploring its uneven bottom until she\nfound a proper perch. She settled upon a bed of rocks, with the water reaching\njust below her wing joints. Aryi slowly closed her eyes. The cave dimmed around her.\nThere was no monster. No earthquakes. She wasn't even inside a cave. Aryi\nsoared high above the mountain as her thoughts led her back to Azaryl. The\nmemories of him were soothing and warm, just like the lake. Aryi pushed aside\nthe dark veil weighting her mind. She forgot the terrors of the tunnel and\nallowed the pleasant memories to fill her mind.  **Aryi brimmed with excitement. It was her first hunting day, and\nshe could hardly remain in one place. She ran between the moving paws of her\nparents, proving her prowess with short bites. \n They both found her mirth quite amusing. Her mother used her\ntongue whenever she had the chance, making Aryi squeak with obvious\ndispleasure. She didn't like getting her fur wet outside her home, so she\nbounced towards her father. He lifted a forepaw, chasing her around. Aryi\njumped over it, gripping onto the moving toes. They were quick, and big, and\nhardly a suitable quarry. Aryi found herself tripped several times. Her father\nfavored the kind of rough love, just like Aryi. She jumped away from his agile\npaws rushed towards his tail, ducking and leaping whenever his tail swiped\naround his majestic body. They continued playing until another family of dragons\napproached. Aryi hasn't seen them before. The two adults were adorned with the\ncolors of the late night sky. Sapphire mixed with black hues along their paws\nand wings, a dark and fascinating spectacle to behold. They stopped, growling\ntheir greetings.Aryi did too, her squeaky yowl dwarfed by her parents'\nrumbling greetings. She turned around, annoyed, and bit at their paws. \"Behave, little one,\" her mother licked her scruff.\"Let her do as she wishes, Leyana,\" her father scooped the\nhatchling between his forepaws. \"I was a happy bundle of joy when I was her age\ntoo.\"\"You told me that, and I never believed you.\"\"But she does,\" the male approached his large snout and\ngently nuzzled under Aryi's chest. \"Don't you, little one?\"\"I do!\" Aryi squeaked happily. Her little tongue dashed\naround her father's muzzle, sliding between the whiskers. Those looked so\ninteresting. Aryi pulled on one of them, revealing the snowy teeth hiding\nunderneath the twitching lip. \"You like to bite, don't you?\" A slimy tongue rushed forward, sending the little Aryi on\nher back. She squirmed, kicking her paws as the tickling tongue had its way\nwith her.\"Aren,\" mother hissed expectantly. The male slapped his tongue inside and looked at her,\nvermilion eyes blinking curiously. \"Did I insist too much? I-\"\"The hunt, you silly male!\" she said, walking towards the\nother dragons. \"Oh yes.\"Her father got up on his paws and nudged Aryi's chest.\n\"There is a new family you have to meet.\"\"Seen them already,\" she said stubbornly, trying to climb on\nhis snout.\"You have to greet them.\"her perch shook, and she fell on her back once more. Aryi\ncollected herself and raised her little wings defiantly \"No! I want to play!\"Her father smiled. \"You don't get to choose in this.\"Aryi found herself trapped inside a big, warm paw. Her\nfather wobbled on his three legs and placed her before the two approaching\nsnouts of the dark feathered adults. \"Teru, Fera, this is our little one,\" her father said, wings\nlifted and head bowed.\"We know,\" one of the dragons said.\"She smells like you,\" the other added.They sniffed her curiously, poking her until their huge\nnostrils got what they wanted. Aryi didn't pay too much attention to them. Her\neyes fixed on the azure feathered hatchling hiding between their paws. He kept\nout of sight, covering himself with a wing whenever Aryi caught sight of him.His own parents took notice of that. \"Azaryl!\" one of them\ncalled.He retreated further behind, disappearing under a dark\nringed tail. \"He's a bit shy,\" one of the dragons explained. \"He's our\nfirst, and...\"\"We cared a bit too well for him,\" its mate intervened.They rubbed their necks and licked their snouts, growling\nhappily. \"That's no problem. We will un-shy him with fresh meat\nand...whatever my daughter sees fit to do.\"Father always had a way with words. Aryi didn't particularly\nfavor them. She walked around the adults while they planned their hunt, chasing\nthe other hatchling.\"Why do you run? I won't hurt you,\" she said happily.Azaryl curled around a big hind paw. He thought he was safe,\nbut Aryi was not scared of some foreign fluff. She darted under the big\ndragon's belly, eyes fixed on her quarry. Azaryl yelped and ran, wings\nflapping. They chased each other, a frenzy of squeaks and cries until the\nadults stepped between them.\"So noisy!\" one of them chided.\"They're hatchlings. What else can we expect?\"\"Civilized playing,\" mother growled with amusement. They all rumbled approvingly and watched their hatchlings play\nbefore splitting up.Aryi retreated to her parents, while Azaryl sought the\ncomfort of a slick tongue from his own mother. \"It's all settled. We're hunting the prowlers of the north,\"\nfather crouched excitedly, tail swishing behind him.\"Yes. So exciting,\" she motioned for Aryi to approach. \"Let\nthe males ruffle their fur. I have something better planned for you.\" Aryi snuggled under her wing with a cheerful squeak,\ndelighting in the warm licks that followed. \"We will fly above the whole\nvalley, and I will show you everything your eyes can see!\"Once they were ready, the four dragons took flight. The\nmales took the lead, while the two females flew close to each other. They held\ntheir hatchlings nestled under their fluffy bellies, protected from the cold\nwinds of the high skies. Aryi looked upon the trees below. From this height,\neverything seemed small. She wanted to fly like her mother, and fight like her\nfather. But she needed to wait, until her wings were strong enough.\nThat annoyed her, along with the rules. Her parents had so many of them. The\nforest rolling below her made for an amusing comparison. Aryi shook her little\nhead and shifted inside her mother's caring paw. Once she found a comfortable\nposition between her heated pads, she started nibbling at everything she found:\nthe pads of a paw, a toe, and even the hard claws hiding inside furred sheaths.Mother filled the silence with stories. She talked about the\nmountains of the north, and the terrible beasts hiding below the thick branches\nof the elder trees. Tall as mountains, they were, and a single tree could\nnurture and shelter an entire colony of dragons.Aryi drank in every word. She lost herself in the wonderful\nworld depicted by her mother until a roar shattered the silence. \"Don't look,\" her mother turned, flapping her wings towards\nthe IceFang lake. \"I don't want you to get any ideas about hunting until you\nlearn how to fly.\"Aryi nodded her little head and waited. Killing other beings\nfelt quite extreme. She never wanted to hunt like that, at least not until she\nbecame older. The squirrel she caught had been her playmates. All animals were,\naside from the ones with big claws and big fangs. Her parents never allowed her\nto play with them. Aryi only ventured into the High Wilderness with her\nparents, and they never allowed her too much freedom until she reached four\nmonths of age. Aryi blinked. She would have all the freedom she wanted once\nher own wings carried her this high. She imagined her as an adult, roaring\njoyously as she sailed upon the winds, just like her mother.The females flew in circles until another growl announced\nthe end of the hunt. They swooped between the tall trees, joining the males and\nthe giant wolf lying dead at their feet.\"He was a fighter, that one,\" her father said, licking the\nblood off the other male's chest. \"Fighter or not, he's got plenty of meat,\" the black dragon\nnodded.Their mates rushed towards them, licking the blood and\ninquiring about injuries.Aryi was left behind. Not that she minded. She had quite a\nlot to explore, and the dead animal was quite fascinating.She turned her eyes towards the wolf. It was as big as a\ndragon, with thick white fur to cover its thick neck and huge limbs. One single\npaw stood taller than Aryi. Aryi sniffed the\nmoist pads, shuffling between the creature's paws until she reached its rump.\nThe animal's legs were ravaged by gashes and punctures, and blood trickled down\nits marred fur. She approached her snout, then retreated when a drop fell on\nher nose. She washed it away with a paw and tasted its metallic fragrance. It\nwas strong, and enticing in a bizarre way. Aryi licked her muzzle and looked to\nher left. Azaryl found the courage to approach too, flicking his tongue at a\nclump of fur. He licked, then shook his head, squeaking.\"It may be a bit too potent for you, little one,\" his mother\nretrieved him.\"Let them try it, Fera,\" father intervened.\"I agree with my fearless companion\" Teru joined his family.\n\"We didn't hunt this one to stare at it.\"Everyone eventually agreed. The adults settled some meat\naside from the hatchlings, who licked and chewed on the bits of meat. The taste\nwasn't displeasing, just different. Aryi ate her share, and also helped Azaryl\nwith his chunks. He allowed her to take whatever she wanted without complaints.\nAryi questioned his kindness, and he always looked away whenever their eyes\nmet. Aryi found that particularly cute. She approached her\nmuzzle, licking a bloody patch under his neck. Azaryl flinched. His wings\nflared, and his paws tensed. \"Stop being so shy,\" she licked under his chin, washing away\nthe blood with quick laps of her tongue.Azaryl purred shyly, then whimpered softly. \"Does it feel bad?\"He shook his head.\"Then let me clean you,\" Aryi insisted. \"Only small\nhatchlings let their parents groom them, and we aren't small.\"Finally, Azaryl agreed with her. He squeaked cheerfully and\npoked his little tongue out, touching her nose. Aryi smiled and lengthened her strokes. \"I like you,\" she\npressed her tongue harder inside his fur. Azaryl purred happily. He lay on his side, allowing her to\nlick wherever she wanted. Aryi cleaned him from paws to tail, then splayed on\nher side, expecting the same. Azaryl was slightly reluctant, but a tug on his tail\nmotivated him quite enough. He licked her snout quick, cleaned her legs with\nclumsy strokes, and spread the blood all over her wings.\"Too quick. You have to lick slower, like this.\" Aryi\ndemonstrated by licking his neck with a long, heated swipe. Azaryl shuddered. He closed his eyes, whimpered, then jumped\naway, retreating between the paws of his mother. Aryi laughed. She still liked him, shy as he was.After they feasted, the dragons returned to their home.\nTheir small forest was a beautiful, tranquil place. Mother spoke about other\nbreeds of dragons, who preferred mountains or plains. Aryi could never imagine\nliving inside a dark cave or expose herself like common prey upon the desolate\nplains.Trees were her home, and they were perfect. Her mother\ngently placed her on the grass once she landed. \"How was the hunt, little one?\"\"Good,\" Aryi stretched her limbs. \"I liked the meat, but\nAzaryl was better. If only we played some more...\"\"You will. Just give me a moment,\" her mother said, leaping\naway like a true dragon.Aryi was overjoyed when her mother returned with Azaryl. He\nturned his head, thanking her with a shaky squeak looking at Aryi.\"You want...you want to...\" he mumbled, searching for the right\nwords.\"Play, yes!\" Aryi ran around him, flapping her little wings.\n\"I know so many games. What are you good at?\"Azaryl looked around, tilting his head towards the canopy of\na tree. \"Climbing?\"\"I never climbed trees before,\" Aryi said.\"It's easy,\" Azaryl led her towards the tree. \"Do you want\nme to show you?\"\"Yes!\" She nuzzled under his wing. \"And I will teach you one\nof my games!\"\"Deal,\" Azaryl smiled.The two hatchlings played until exhaustion. Aryi learned how\nto grip the bark with her claws and steady herself with her wings during the\nclimb, and Azaryl got a lesson in pouncing prey. When the sun set, they bid\ntheir farewells and returned to their trees. Aryi used her newfound skills to\nclimb, much to the dismay of her parents. They flew around her, ready to catch\ntheir hatchling if she misplaced a step.That didn't happen. Aryi carefully climbed towards the\nlowest branch and squeaked her victory. Her parents quickly joined, curling\naround her. Although these trees were not as big as the ones from Mother's\ntales, they too could shelter a family of dragons between their broad branches.During the following days, Aryi and Azaryl met more and more\noften. They ran around the forest, chasing bugs and other small animals. Aryi\nalways took the lead. She was fearless and adventurous, compared to her\nplaymate. Azaryl preferred to analyze his choices, and often gave up before\ntrying anything new. Aryi took good care to remedy that problem. She taught him\nswimming in the nearby river, and he repaid her with a full blown scuffle. The\ntwo hatchlings reconciled with a session of grooming, then wasted the day\nsnoozing and talking about their dreams, what they liked, and their place in\nthe clan. A dragon could do everything, but vocations were preferred over\nfickle choices. Aryi wanted to be a hunter. She felt her abilities matched the\ntask. Azaryl surprised her when he talked about exploring. She\nnever thought him that brave. Venturing into unknown lands was dangerous, and\nfew dragons returned with tales to tell. Still, the more he talked, the more his\nplans made sense. The sky was limitless, and dragons were given wings for a\nreason. Azaryl wanted to fly throughout the whole world. There were many\nwonderful places to discover, and Aryi never disagreed with him. She only\nwanted her wings to grow stronger so she could experience all those wonders.And that eventually happened several month later. As time\npassed, the two hatchlings slowly matured. Hunting became as ordinary as\nplaying, and the mountains freezing in the north or the desert stretching in\nthe south no longer discouraged them. They flew together, exploring the\nsurroundings until something strange happened.Azaryl became a lot more reserved. He found excuses to avoid\nhunting, the clan's bonding rituals, and even playing. Where he spent all that\ntime, Aryi did not know. Every time she inquired about the reason, she got the\nsame reply. Azaryl always wanted to be alone in order to work on something.One day, she had enough. Aryi followed Azaryl from his home,\nall the way into the depths of the forest. He walked briskly through the\nvegetation, his paws sending the ruddy leaves of autumn flying behind his long,\nluxurious tail. Aryi kept just behind him. Her silky steps barely made a\nsound, and she carefully slinked between the trees. Azaryl never saw her. He\nstopped by the bank of a river, looked around, then dropped on the ground.Aryi hid behind a tree, watching how Azaryl pushed his head\nunder a wing. Insistent sniffing followed, along with a few licks. He appeared\nto be grooming himself, until the wind picked. His leg shifted, and a flurry of\nscents assaulted Aryi's nostrils. She smelled the water, the drying leaves, and\nmost of all, Azaryl's scent. She drew it in with a sharp breath, almost choking\nin its potency. Aryi flicked her tongue over her nose, then rubbed her\ntwitching nostrils with a paw. Azaryl smelled different. For a reason, this\nbizarre scent enticed her, awakening a desire she could not explain. Aryi\nblinked and focused back on the grooming male. He started licking and slurping\naround something. His paw? Aryi never saw him doing that before.A soft growl left his throat, and he fell on his side, with\na pink rod jutting between his legs. It was long and pink, reaching right under\nhis head. Azaryl licked around his clamping slit, then slid his tongue along\nthe rod. It jerked, and his paws flexed, trapping it. Aryi watched with fascination how the male licked his rod.\nIt came out of him, somehow. Aryi didn't bother searching explanations. Her\neyes were focused on the slim tip, and Azaryl's attempts to clean it. He licked\nhard and quick, then suckled until his wings started trembling. His tail\nflattened, and he pushed hard between his paws. His rod throbbed once, then\nspurted a stream of cloudy liquid out of its tip.Azaryl roared, a harsh and wild cry he never unleashed\nbefore. He lapped around the tip, struggling to catch the emerging liquid until\nhis paws directed it towards his muzzle. Azaryl took it inside, moaning louder.\nHis toes spread, and his flanks thrust with a back and forth motion. Dribbles\nsneaked between his lips, falling onto his fur.Aryi remained transfixed by the sight. The fluid that came\nout had to be tasty. Azaryl suckled himself until his member plopped between\nhis lips. He cleaned it with a swipe of a tongue, then slowly pushed it back\ninside his slit. With that done, Azaryl groomed himself, cleaning every trace\nof the strange fluid. Once he finished, he got up and ran back, passing right\nby Aryi's tree. She pondered about pouncing him, but the sight of his rod kept\nher glued in place.Licking her muzzle, Aryi dropped on her side. She lifted a\nwing, just like Azaryl did, and sniffed around for her own slit. She smelled\nsweeter and softer than a male, and her tongue soon followed. Aryi cleaned her\nslit, expecting her own rod to poke at any moment. She licked twice, thrice,\ntwelve times.Nothing happened, aside from a slight tingling sensation.\nAryi traced her tongue around the fleshy edges. Her flesh was harder than she\nremembered. She pushed and prodded, feeling along her crevice until her tongue\nsuddenly slid inside. Her walls clenched, trapping her tongue inside their moist\nembrace. That never happened before, and Aryi yelped with surprise. Moisture\nclung to her muzzle, and every flick of her tongue felt unexplainably good. She\nspread her legs, widening her slit until she retrieved her tongue with a wet\nplop.Her muscles shivered, then relaxed. She was so pink and\nexposed inside there. Aryi sniffed, poking and pushing with her snout. It was\njust flesh, but for some reason, licking there felt strangely good. She sneaked her tongue between her fangs, venturing inside\nyet again. Warm shivers coursed through her body once she squeezed around her\ntongue, fueling her curiosity. She had to find her own rod, and roar, just like\nAzaryl did. After several swipes, she found nothing. Her slit was\ndisappointingly bare. Aryi retreated, mewling with disappointment until a\npresence brushed against her retreating tongue. She licked around it. Sure\nenough, something hid inside there. Aryi pushed her snout hard, licking until her tongue poked\ninside a fleshy sheath. The warmth was intense, and the stimulation took her by\nsurprise. Her muscles froze, and an involuntary moan left her clenching throat.Aryi slurped her dribbling saliva and pushed harder inside\nthe sensitive slit. The flesh stretched around her tongue, fueling her delight\nuntil her tip brushed against something hard. It felt like a protrusion of some\nsort. Aryi coiled her tongue around it excitedly. She had a rod too! She could-\"Raaawrrrrrgghhhrrr!\" she choked on her muffled roar as\nsomething triggered inside her. Pleasure crashed into her like a rock fall.\nAryi squeezed her eyes shut as every muscle in her body tightened. Something\nwas coming out, and she struggled to contain it. She had no idea what that was,\nand the prospect of allowing it to burst free scared her.Aryi endured until the pressure became unbearably hard. She\nspasmed hard, her body rocking with the momentum of her great delight. Ooze\nfled between her entrapping lips, wetting her tongue with every squeeze of her\nslit. Aryi licked and slurped inside her oversensitive sheath, prolonging the\nintense bliss until her breath left her. She dropped on the ground, completely spent by this\nunexpectedly blissful ordeal. She breathed in the crisp air, with a wing\ndrooped over her twitching lips. Even now, moments after her unexpected\npleasure, Aryi could not figure why grooming in that particular area felt so\ngood. She licked her muzzle dreamily. Her own fragrance felt quite pleasing.\nShe swirled it inside her maw, analyzing its taste. Somehow, it resembled the\nsweetness of fruits, but it was also strange and foreign.She swallowed it along with her saliva and got on her paws.\nBirds sang above her, and the trees rustled under the crisp autumn breeze. Aryi\nlooked around. The forest seemed quite intimidating when she was alone. She\ncontemplated going home until her tail shifted. The motion caused her flesh to\npress together, summoning that tickling itch that claimed her earlier.Aryi lowered herself on her side. She rolled on her back,\nneck stretched towards her slit. When she couldn't reach it, she rolled back on\nher side. She lifted her wing and leg out of the way, inspecting her slit with\na curious glare. What made that area so special? And why did it feel so good\nwhen she licked herself earlier? Aryi wanted to find these answers, only that\nshe didn't know how.She licked again, trying to push one lip aside. Her slit\nstubbornly clenched every time she did that. Aryi's lips pressed against one\nanother, and she had little control over them. Every time she touched there,\nshe clenched, each squeeze feeling better than the last. Aryi inserted her\ntongue again. Like before, the heat and the moisture enveloped her. She scooped\nup the fluids, then retreated, smacking her lips. Answers was what she needed,\nnot another strange rush. Aryi experimented with a forepaw. She inserted a claw\ninside. It slowly disappeared inside her slit, with a slow and controlled\nmotion until an involuntary throb ruined everything. The sharp tip pressed\nagainst her exposed muscles, summoning a most annoying sensation. Aryi retreated with a yelp. She licked her slit, then\nnibbled around the clumsy claw in anger. She needed something equally sturdy.\nSomething to hold her muscles in place. Aryi looked at her tail, then shook her\nhead. Her fluffy tip had no chance of fitting inside. But two paws could. Aryi placed one on either side and\ngently pried her slit open. She couldn't do it at first. Her muscles were\nstrong, and her paws kept slipping. She tried again and again, until she stuck\ninside two toes. Her claws carefully maneuvered around the contracting muscle,\nand her fingers slowly spread it apart. The slit widened little by little, its\nsecrets revealing themselves one little push at a time.Aryi eagerly looked inside. She saw what appeared to be a\npink tube surrounded by an assortment of equally colored muscles. They dripped\nwith fresh fluids, summoned from the trembling depths. It was curious how her\ninsides never stood still. Something always squirmed inside, and Aryi was most\ncurious to see why. She inserted her tongue inside and moaned. A rush of\npleasure made her shiver all over, almost shaking her grip off in the process.\nAryi pressed her paws harder as her tongue danced around the flesh. The smell\nbecame almost pungent, and the fresh ooze had a most pleasing allure. Aryi\nswiped her tongue along the edges, slurping quickly once it became leaden with\nmoisture. She liked how quickly she became damp, and how thrilling each caress\nfelt along the edges of her slit. Aryi continued her caress, swirling her\ntongue in a circle. She caressed every edge, staying away from the strange\nsheath. This pleasure felt steadier compared to the rush she got from the\nsheath, so Aryi lingered until the pleasure built up. Her walls hardened,\nsqueezing harder with each heartbeat. Aryi continued her circling until a particularly hard\nsqueeze caused her paws to slip. She retreated in a flash, before the pointy\nclaws had any opportunity of hurting her. Aryi whimpered, pressing her snout tight\nagainst her clammed slit. She felt so hot and moist down there, and wanted\nnothing more than to unleash the pressure rising within. She poked her tongue inside, stimulating herself in the same\nmanner. Her tongue lapped quickly at the walls, delving as deep as it managed.\nAryi found the muscle underneath particularly sensitive to short prodding. She\nlicked restlessly, tensing harder with each thumping heartbeat. When pleasure threatened to erupt, Aryi lodged herself deep\ninside her slit. Her tip pressed the trembling muscle, and her thicker base\nrubbed around in a swiping rush. The heat increased, becoming harder and harder\nto contain until a sting of pure pleasure caused her muscles to violently\nspasm.With a muffled cry, Aryi surrendered to the upcoming bliss.\nShe squeezed with rhythmic throbs, sucking her own tongue inside the collapsing\ntunnel. She kept it inside throughout the peak of her pleasure, sliding it\nalong whatever she could. Her flesh felt particularly sensitive, and each\ncaress made her slit quiver with oozing heat. Aryi rode the pleasure with a long, drawn out yowl. Her\nclaws dug deep into the ground, and her wings beat senselessly at the air. Wind\nalleviated her heated body, but did little for her churning insides. Aryi gave\nin everything she could, milking her tongue until it actually felt numb.Once her rush ended, Aryi collapsed with a desperate breath.\nShe opened her maw and breathed the cold air with obvious hunger. Pleasure took\na certain toll, and Aryi remained stuck in place while her heart lessened its\nbeats and her breath steadied.Then, she got up on her side once more, finding her slit\ncoated with fresh slime. She cleaned her produce from her fur, then ventured\ninside once her slit had nothing more to give. Her muscles were thoroughly wet.\nAryi slurped hungrily, avoiding her fatigued flesh. The previous stimulation\nmade her flesh weak and fatigued towards any touch. She cleaned herself\nquickly, aiming only for grooming until she found her sheath yet again.What exactly was that? Aryi spread herself once more and\nlooked upon the strange protrusion. It was small, almost the length of a claw,\nand with a generously wide opening at its tip. Aryi licked around it. The same\nwicked pleasure she experienced at first rushed through her spine. Aryi snarled\nwith delight. She didn't expect it to hit so soon. She continued licking,\nbatching the flaccid flesh with numerous tongue strokes. She expected wild\narousal to wash over her, but instead she got a few feeble clenches from her\ntired slit.Aryi drew back. She did something last time. Something that\ntriggered that untamed rush of pure ecstasy. She blinked, poking around her\nflesh until she found the opening. Aryi pushed her tongue inside and snarled\nagain once the pleasure returned. It had a sharp edge to it, a wildness that\nurged her to press on. Aryi ventured deeper. Her sheath stretched in her wake until\nher tip pressed against something hard. Aryi inspected it with a soft, circular\nmotion. Her tongue trailed around something hard until it met a small bump.\nThat little obstacle was harder than her tongue and more sensitive than any\nmuscle she touched before. Aryi only managed a brief touch before the tension\nrising within her threatened to erupt. She sucked in a sharp breath, then pressed hard against the\nlittle mound. Aryi's paws shivered, and her muscles clamped shut as another\nwave of heat claimed her. It was stronger than the last, and far more\nfulfilling. Aryi squeezed her eyes shut, crying blissfully while her slit\ncollapsed upon itself. Surges of heat thundered from within, fueling the\nintense force that claimed her whole body. Aryi's tongue trembled inside the\nsmall sheath, providing ripples of stimulation between every spasm.The rush lasted longer, and made her muscles noticeably weak.\nAryi collapsed yet again. Her tongue slid between her softening slit,\nretreating inside her opened maw. The dragoness panted from her blissful\nordeal, still wondering about the purpose behind the strangely intense\npleasure. It had a purpose, and Aryi still had to discover it. She stubbornly ran everything she learned through her mind.\nHer sheath brought her a heated rush at first, then her slit, followed by her\nsheath yet again. Aryi had to be missing something. She explored herself\nthoroughly, unless...She stood up on her side. With two paws, she spread herself\nopen, then pushed her tongue as deep as she could inside her hardened slit. She\nexplored the bottom this time, and sure enough she found a tunnel that led far\ndeeper than what her tongue could touch. Aryi lapped several times, then gave\nup with a frustrated growl. Her tongue was too short, and her claws too\ndangerous to push inside her bare flesh. She looked around, searching for\noptions when her tail came into view. Aryi brought it around, exploring the tufted tip. Her fur\nwas dense, but the tip underneath was long and hard, ideal for a deep\npenetration. Aryi settled on her side, tail bended towards her slit. She tried\npushing it inside, but the angle was all wrong. When she used a paw to direct\nherself inside, her slit became the problem. Her resilient walls were too hard\nto pierce, unless they stood spread open. Aryi tried different techniques with arguable results until\nshe found the best one. She grabbed her tail in her mouth, then directed it\ninside the slit opened by her two front paws. The tail slid inside fast, and\nher slit clamped hard, securing it. Once that happened, Aryi focused on her\ntail. She supported it with a forepaw while the other one maintained her wavering\nbalance.With her tail snuck inside, Aryi pushed towards her hidden\ntunnel. Her slick flesh allowed it to slide in without problems, and the soaked\nfur provided a gentle rush of heated stimulation. Aryi pressed her tail deeper,\nwaving it around her slit until she finally found the deep opening.She pushed her paw, forcing her tail inside. The soaked tip\ntickled her flesh in too many places. Short bursts of stimulation followed\nalong, and each jerk of her tail summoned thrums of deep delight. Aryi tightened\nher jaws. This was a different type of pleasure. More intimate and deeper than\nwhat she felt before. Her whole frame shuddered, and she soon knew why, when\nher tail ventured too deep inside a place that was never meant to be explored. A surge of pleasure froze her muscles, more powerful than\nanything she felt before. Aryi hissed, the air leaving her maw in a whistling\nrush. Her tail shuddered inside her, rubbing against something too soft and far\ntoo sensitive. The tunnel around it shivered and quaked, amplifying the deep\nspasms rocking from within. It was curious how only her slit tightened so hard\nwhile her tunnel merely shuddered. Aryi pushed deeper. Her tail moved just a\nbit before it rocked to the side, straight into that strangely sensitive spot.Stars flickered before Aryi's eyes. She blinked quickly,\nthen shrilled a strident roar as blazing heat took her harder and quicker than\never. Her body tensed hard, expelling something from within. Warm slime flooded\nher tunnel, rushing along her tail. It was so hot, and so strong. Aryi didn't\nknow what it was until it came spurting out of her opening slit. The fluid\ngushed out in a rush of pressure and bliss, splashing against her opened\nmuzzle. Aryi ignored it. The heat was too strong, and her muscles far\ntoo tight. The strange pleasure drew upon her very heat, summoning rushes of\nliquid lust from the invaded depths. Aryi struggled to remain on her feet, but\nthe pleasure was just too strong. She collapsed on her side, wings beating and\npaws kicking as her convulsing slit relieved its pressing burden. Spurt after\nspurt of hot arousal squirted hard against her tail, forcing it back. The violet tail came out with a wet spurt, and a gush of\ntranslucent fluid followed, washing over her panting tongue. Aryi didn't care\nfor the strange liquid nor her coated tail. Her mind was warm and cloudy, just\nlike her oozing insides. She spent herself with loud roars, snapping at the air\nbetween the mind melting gushes. Aryi gave all she had, wetting herself all\nover before the eerie pleasure subsided. With that done, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes,\nsurrendering to the heavy exhaustion that claimed her spent body.Aryi didn't know how long she slept, if she slept, or why\nshe did it. When she woke up, everything settled into place. The trees were\nstill there, along with the birds and the leaves below her. Aryi sniffed the\nair. Her scent was all over the place, bearing a most curious fragrance. When\nshe looked upon her slimy slit, she knew why. The strange fluid was all over\nher. Aryi groomed herself quick, lapping the sweet essence. The silky taste\nfilled her mouth, and its sweetness made the whole grooming a lot more\nrewarding.Once she was clean and proper, Aryi walked back towards her\nhome. She had quite a few experiences to share with Azaryl, and something told\nher they would surprise.She found Azaryl with his family. He did everything with\nthem, from mundane cleaning to hunting. Aryi wanted to talk about the moment in\nthe forest, but the opportunity eluded her. Azaryl warded her off after every\nrequest, and she retreated back to her parents, too sullen to even talk about\nit. The days were long, and the nights restless. Aryi told nothing to her\nparents. She wanted Azaryl, and after a few days, she found him wondering in\nthe forest yet again. She followed him, then pounced the unsuspecting male once\nthey wandered far enough from their home. The two rolled in a heap of wings and\npaws. Aryi grabbed onto his limbs and stood triumphantly above him. \"Why are you avoiding me?\"\"I want to be alone. I told you that,\" Azaryl bared his\nfangs.She did the same, pressing her nose against his. \"That is\nnot the truth.\"His fierceness dulled. The male's ears drooped, and he\ncouldn't even keep her stare. \"I'm sorry. Things became strange lately. My own\nbody feels weird, and there is this need to....to...\" he sighed.\"To release,\" Aryi whispered.He growled with utter surprise. \"Y-yes! How do you know?\"She released his paws and settled beside him. \"I followed\nyou into the forest, Azaryl. I've seen how you licked yourself.\"He opened his muzzle, but no words came out. A wing covered\nhis head, hiding his rising shame.Aryi poked her head between his feathers and licked the side\nof his muzzle. Azaryl closed his eyes, a mellow growl leaving his throat. \"You did nothing wrong, Azaryl. Soon after you licked\nyourself, I did the same...\" she licked him again. \"More than one time,\nactually.\"The male softly nipped her neck. \"Did it feel good?\"\"Better than anything I felt before,\" Aryi whispered. Her\ntail curled around her body, pressing against her slit. \"It felt so intense. So\nconsuming.\"\"You understand then. Why I had to go and satisfy this\nurge.\"\"Urge?\" Aryi blinked.Azaryl looked at his paws.\"Don't be shy now. Tell me,\" she insisted with a quick lick\nover his ear.The male conceded. \"I want to...this is going to sound weird.\"\"Please tell me.\"He sighed, still avoiding her eyes. \"I want to lick you...down\nthere,\" Azaryl growled. \"When I stand close to you, I can only think about\nthat. Your smell washes every thought away, and-\"\"Why?\" Aryi interrupted. \"What is so special about my\nscent?\"Azaryl's curled his tail around his paws. \"I don't know. It\njust smells very good, and sometimes...sometimes makes me aroused.\"Aryi's wings trembled with excitement. \"The rod? Is that\nwhat happens when you get aroused?\"He looked around, twitching his wings and licking a paw to\navoid the upcoming embarrassment. Aryi soothed him with several licks around\nhis muzzle, and a few kind encouragements.\"I will say. Please stop poking at me with your-\"\"Say it then.\"He fidgeted on his paws, then opened and closed his muzzle a\nfew times until he finally spoke. \"It simply slides out from my sheath. I don't\nknow how or why, but it feels so good.\"\"Can I see it?\" Aryi asked.Azaryl shyly moved his paw aside, revealing his slit.\"Can't see anything.\"\"It needs time and warmth to grow,\" he hissed at her.\n\"Please don't ask any more on this.\"\"Alright,\" Aryi nuzzled him. \"But only because you asked me\nto.\"Azaryl shuddered awkwardly and slowly moved away. \"I have to\ngo home. My parents need me for this...this thing.\"\"Go do it,\" Aryi roared encouragingly. She knew how hard it\nwas for Azaryl to reveal something so intimate to her. The concept enthralled\nher, and Aryi thought again about Azaryl's time alone. He oozed something from\nhis member, just like she did when she pleasured herself. Aryi was curious to\nknow what exactly came out. Hers looked like water, while Azaryl's was thick\nand white.She shook her head, growling with frustration. Some answers\nwere just so hard to find.The time passed in a strange rush for the two dragons.\nChanges happened quick, and none understood why. Aryi woke every day\nwith the strange urge Azaryl mentioned. Her mind was cloudy, and her instincts\nran rampant. Her only focus seemed to be Azaryl, and the delightful scent he\ncarried about himself. She sought his company with every chance she got,\nplaying, hunting, climbing, running or flying. And he was equally interested in her. The two became\ninseparable, spending their energy during the day and cuddling during the\nnight, where they shared sweet words and warm licks. The subject of pleasure\nwas often mentioned, but never discussed in detail. Aryi found the perfect opportunity when Azaryl's curiosity\nbecame more daring. He lusted for her slit ever since they talked about their\nurges. Little did he know Aryi had a curiosity of her own. She relieved herself\nnear a tree during one of their cuddling nights and returned under Azaryl's\nwing with a beaming smile. \"You pleasured yourself,\" he looked between her legs.\"Did I? You tell me,\" Aryi said. She lifted her wing,\nsurprising the male with her boldness. Azaryl inched his head closer. He passed\nher shoulder, then lowered his head under her belly. His sniffing became loud\nand insistent, just like Aryi wanted. She knew the temptation overpowered him,\nand when Azaryl was a claw's length away from her slit, she wrapped a paw\naround his neck and pushed his head into the ground.Azaryl mewled his disappointment. \"I knew it's a trick. You\nnever make it easy.\"\"And you never make it sneaky,\" Aryi retorted with a lick\nabove one of his ears. \"You wanted me for days.\"\"I can't help myself!\" Azaryl huffed, pushing her away with\nhis wings. Aryi felt a tinge of remorse. For a moment, she considered\nallowing him a quick taste, but then the topic of his rod entered her mind. She\nhad to know more about it. \"I'll make you a deal.\"\"Don't want any deals,\" Azaryl said, all grumpy and sullen.\n\"This urge is more annoying than you think.\"\"It's the same as mine!\" Aryi growled at him.\"No it's not,\" the male retorted.Aryi was the smarter one. She crouched towards Azaryl and\nwaited until he bowed his head with a frustrated sigh. \"Tell me about your\ndeal.\"Aryi happily snuggled under his wing. \"I will let you lick\nme there If you tell me about your rod.\"\"What do you want to know?\"\"Everything!\"Azaryl's ears drooped. \"That's too broad for a few licks.\"\"Did I say a few?\" Aryi smiled.He shook his head. \"Still not worth the time.\"Aryi crossed her paws, thinking. She couldn't outsmart\nAzaryl. He simply knew more about everything, and her own leverage was his\nlust.\"Fine,\" Aryi looked into his eyes. \"A dozen licks for two questions.\"\"Sounds good,\" Azaryl agreed with a dip of his head. \"What's\nthe first one.\"\"Your rod,\" Aryi snuck her tail between his legs, rubbing\nthe tip around his slit. \"I want to know how and when it comes out.\"\"That's not a question,\" Azaryl said, ignoring her tail. \"Whatever. Answer it\" Aryi pressed harder. He pinned it under a hind leg and looked at the night sky.\n\"It started happening a few moons ago, when we were a bit younger. Nights\nbecame strange, and when I woke up in the morning, I knew why.\"\"Your rod?\" Aryi asked.Azaryl nodded. \"It scared me at first. How could I have\nsomething so big inside me and not know it?\"\"Silly male.\"\"Hsss,\" Azaryl hissed. \"Females can't know how weird it is\nthe first time. I had to lick it back into my slit because of how dry it was.\"Aryi restrained herself from making a remark on that. She\nwas never dry inside her slit. \"After that, I found out more about it.\"\"How?\" \"I inspected myself,\" Azaryl said. \"Licked around my slit\nuntil that came out.\"Aryi pulled her tail. She wanted to smack Azaryl with it,\nonly that the male had it firmly pinned under his foot. \"More details. I don't\nwant this story to be as dry as your-\"\"I answered your question,\" Azaryl growled.\"Answer better!\"\"You already saw me in the forest. What need is there to-\"Aryi rolled on her side, exposing her slid. \"This need,\" she\nlicked inside, spreading her lips just enough to reveal a sliver of pink. \"And\nyour desire to lick me.\"Azaryl gulped emptily, then licked his muzzle with obvious\nlust. \"My member, or rod, as you call it, only grows when I stimulate it. I can\nrub my slit, lick it, or push my tongue inside, like you just did.\"\"And then it grows,\" Aryi rolled back on her belly.\"Yes. Becomes hard, thick, and long.\"\"Longer than my paw?\" Aryi inspected one of her own.\"Try a wing,\" Azaryl extended it above their heads. \"It can\nreach up to my neck, and that scares me a bit.\"Aryi laughed. \"It's your rod. You can't harm yourself with\nit.\"\"I told you. It's sensitive,\" Azaryl folded his wing back and\nplaced his head on his paws. \"What else do you want to know?\"\"How you release,\" Aryi dropped her head on top of his with\na satisfied sigh. \"Tell me all about it.\"\"I lick myself, and it happens,\" the same said curtly. \"Can you be a bit more vague than that?\" \"I lick along the whole length, from slit to tip, and then\nit comes out,\" Azaryl corrected himself. \"That's all there is. Can I lick you\nnow?\"\"Certainly not,\" Aryi growled. Azaryl shook her off and looked into her eyes, lips\ntwitching with irritation. \"I answered your curiosities.\"\"Yes, but they were too short!\" Azaryl turned his head around, preparing to get up. Aryi\nquickly pushed him back down and calmed him with a few licks around his muzzle.\n\"if you tell me about the first time you released, I promise I will let you\nlick me as many times as you want.\"Azaryl melted under her tongue. He released a long, heated\ngrowl from his throat, and pulled her closer with his broad, feathery wing.\nAryi snuggled tight, embracing him with a paw and a wing. She knew the cause of\nhis restlessness. The urge made both of them grumpy, and from what Azaryl said,\nit was worse for males. They had so many craves, and the very scent of a female\naroused them more than they wanted.\"I was atop my tree when it happened,\" Azaryl started. \"It\nwas a strange, restless night. I looked at the sky, counted stars, branches,\nand even leaves. No matter what I did, the urge remained firmly rooted, and my\nmember harder than the wood below my paws.\"He shifted. Aryi thought she saw a bit of pink between his\nlegs, but she didn't look too long. Her attention was focused on Azaryl, and\nhis silky neck as she rubbed it with slow, tentative strokes. \"I knew I had to do something about it. Pushing it back\nnever worked. Even the soft pads of my paws feel rough against my bare member,\nso I used my tongue.\"\"You licked it.\" Aryi said softly.The male nodded. \"And it felt so good, unlike anything I\nfelt before. My blood quickened, and my tongue ran restlessly along my member.\nI remember this intense heat washing over me before...\" Azaryl's words trailed\noff, replaced by a whimper.\"You released, didn't you?\"He turned to Aryi, licking her between the eyes with a long,\nloving stroke. \"It came out of me in a blink, and it came hard,\" the male said,\nwings fluttering with excitement. \"This warm fluid was all over my muzzle. I\ndidn't know what it was, but the taste was not displeasing,\" Azaryl licked his\nmuzzle. \"I drank quite a bit, and even choked during the peak of my pleasure.\nIt felt so filling. So impossibly good!\"\"I want to taste it too,\" Aryi said. She pressed her muzzle\nagainst his, licking gently along his fangs. \"Can I lick you too, after you\nlick me?\"Azaryl growled softly. They tongues brushed against each\nother, and the two nibbled and licked until lust claimed them both.\"Of course you can,\" Azaryl pulled back. \"But first I get to\ntaste you.\"Aryi splayed on her side, slit widely exposed to her\nbenevolent male. \"I am yours.\"He wasted no time in flicking his tongue between her fleshy\nlips. Aryi kept her paws at her sides, allowing him as much space as he needed.\nAzaryl pushed around and inside her slit, inspecting her every crevice. He\npulled back a few times to regain his breath, and then he dived back in.Aryi felt her pleasure approaching. Her wings stretched\nunder pleasure's caress, and her toes flexed and grabbed. She never expected to\nreach her peak though. Azaryl's strokes were clumsy and desperate. He didn't\neven enter her slit properly, sating his hunger with the fluid smeared around\nher crevice. Aryi said nothing. This was her moment, and she respected\nit. She enjoyed the moderate pleasure and drank in the sight of Azaryl's\nenlarging member. It was fully erect now, slapping against his belly every few\nlicks. \"I'm done,\" Azaryl pulled back, licking his lips with a\nquick swipe of his tongue. \"My turn then?\" Aryi got up on her paws.It was Azaryl's turn to expose himself. He motioned her\ncloser with a paw, and Aryi attacked his member with the same eagerness. She\nstarted from the tip, licking inside the hole curiously before descending upon\nhis slit. Aside from his musk, he felt exactly like hers. Aryi pressed her\ntongue between his shuddering muscles, testing his reaction. Azaryl immediately\ntensed, member spasming hard between the tense muscles. \"I'm close,\" he hissed desperately.\"What?\" Aryi turned towards his tip. Azaryl lapped quickly\naround the head, coiling his tongue and squeezing around the hard flesh. His\npaws too pressed the member between them, providing extra bursts of stimulationHe thrust, almost pushing it inside a nostrils. \"It's\ncoming.\"\"I can't see it,\" Aryi approached his frenzied tongue. She\nlooked inside the small tip, seeing nothing but flesh and darkness.\"Close...so close.... I'm about to-\" Azaryl sucked in a sharp breath. Aryi flicked her tongue\nover his rod, catching a brief taste before warm slime pushed her muzzle back.\nIt shot in a stream, entering her eyes, nostrils, and most of all, her opened\nmaw. Aryi sneezed and pushed the gooey fluid back, but it only\nkept coming. Azaryl roared, announcing his peak with draconic might. He\ndirected the stream inside his own muzzle, gulping greedily while Aryi watched\nand cleaned her own remnants of seed from her muzzle. Azaryl finished a lot quicker than her. He released the\nmember from his seed coated muzzle and cleaned himself off the dripping fluid. Aryi helped too. His seed had a creamy sweetness to it,\nblending perfectly with her saliva. She swallowed, then smacked her lips with\nsatisfaction. \"It doesn't displease me.\"She got her whiskers nipped for that. Azaryl deserved a good\nscuffle, but Aryi reconsidered. They both were quite messy, and grooming was\nquite a bit more pleasant than sparring. The two dragons cleaned themselves,\nthen snuggled tightly, falling asleep into each other.One day, when the urge became particularly annoying, Aryi\npushed her tail between Azaryl's legs. He looked at her, then yelped as she\nstarted rubbing. \"Ticklish?\" Aryi smiled.\"No, just...surprised,\" Azaryl bumped into her. \"I thought we\nagreed to go hunting.\"\"Oh, we are. Only that I have my eyes set on a different\ntype of prey,\" she wrapped him inside a feathery wing and left his cheek moist\nwith her saliva. Azaryl shivered. \"You're acting strange.\"\"We both do,\" Aryi licked him again, savoring the taste of\nhis fur. \"I think it's time to be honest with our desires.\"\"I am,\" Azaryl looked forward. \"I awoke particularly hungry\nthis morning.\"\"Did you?\"He smiled shakily. \"I wasn't thinking only about meat.\"Aryi curled her tail around his, pressing herself closer.\nHer snout leaned closer to his ear, and her words were soft and silky, just\nlike her coat. \"What kept you busy, my beautiful male?\"\"You,\" Azaryl said, looking her in the eyes. His tongue rushed out. Aryi closed her eyes, basked in a\nflurry of warmth and affection. \"I have wanted you since...I can't even remember!\" Azaryl\nstuttered, pausing his licks. \"Every time we sleep, I think about mating. When\nwe play, my heart beats harder and my nostrils are aflame with your delightful\nscent. I want you, and none other.\"Aryi's heart fluttered with every word of praise. \"You know\nme too well,\" she said curtly and pressed her muzzle against his. They shared a\nquick kiss, exploring each other more intimately than ever before pulling\napart. \"I don't feel like hunting anymore,\" Azaryl's wings\nfluttered excitedly. \"What about mating?\"They both growled with joy. More kisses were shared, along\nwith licks that left their tongues numb with effort. \"Where do we do it?\" Azaryl asked.\"Here looks good,\" Aryi looked around. \"It's intimate, and\nwe are completely alone.\"Azaryl nodded his head. A sliver of pink emerged from his\nslit. He turned to the side, shielding it under a wing. Aryi pounced him, forcing the male on his back. He tried\nkicking her away, but Aryi was the better fighter. She restrained his paws,\nshoved his wings away, and pinned his tail under hers. \"You can't hide it from me.\"\"I'm not even trying,\" he said, surrendering himself to her.Aryi took a quick glance at his pink rod, then licked her\nmuzzle. \"What do you say about a brief exploration?\"\"Sounds perfect,\" Azaryl licked his muzzle.\"Good,\" she turned around. \"I want to see this rod of yours again\nbefore it goes inside me.\"Azaryl said nothing after that. His paws shivered briefly,\ntheir toes curling as Aryi approached his exposed erection. A wet sheen covered\nthe lithe tip, making it moist and juicy. She sniffed around it, watching\nAzaryl squirm and kick. Even her warm breath aroused him, and Aryi was eager to\nsee how he reacted when her tongue pierced his slit.She hovered above it, inspecting it with a curious glare.\nTwo fleshy lips surrounded the thicker base of his pink maleness, clenching\nevery so often. They looked just like Aryi's, and probably tasted the same too. The dragoness licked\nalong the crevice. Slime clung to her tongue, filled with all kinds of delicate\naromas. She went around the hardening member, feeling the powerful contractions\nsurging underneath.Azaryl liked this. He liked it a lot, judging by his mellow\ngrowls. Aryi pushed her tongue deeper inside. The heated depths\nclenched around her, and a long whine left Azaryl's throat. His member throbbed\nhard and pushed further out of his slit. Aryi liked to see him expand. She\nlicked inside his slit, then turned to his engorging member. The flesh was\nsilky to the touch and harder than she exected. Aryi coiled her tongue around\nits thicker base, sliding slowly towards the tip. Azaryl unleashed another growl. He beat his wings as his\npaws grabbed and clawed at one another.\"In...intense,\" he whimpered with obvious delight.His hot breath washed over Aryi's lips, and his tongue\nshortly followed. The dragoness shivered when he slurped her drenched lips. It\nwas her turn to moan and stretch, but she subdued the pestering heat before it\nclaimed her. She slapped Azaryl with her tail and turned her head around,\nwashing his taste off her lips.\"Wait for your turn.\"He lowered his head with a short whimper. Aryi turned back to his member, eager for another\ntaste.  She suckled around the tip this\ntime, remembering how eagerly Azaryl thrust inside his own muzzle. She wrapped\nher tongue around the fleshy tip, then slowly took him inside her maw. Azaryl thrust. His member hardened, increasing briefly in\nboth length and thickness. Aryi pushed it back, applying greater pressure\naround the tip. The male throbbed harder. A weak roar left his throat,\nfollowed by a few unintelligible words. Aryi washed her tongue over his\nopening, then spat him out, looking behind.\"I'm too close. Please...please no more licks.\"\"But I want to taste your essence,\" Aryi said, circling the\nair around his spasming tip.\"Not this time,\" he huffed. \"I-I want to spill inside you.\nMate you properly.\"Although disappointed, Aryi agreed with his judgment. She\nbowed her head in acknowledgement and lifted her tail. \"Your turn then.\"Azaryl pushed his nose against her slit, inhaling her aroma\nbefore his clumsy tongue darted forth. He lapped eagerly, and with very little\naim. His tongue poked all over her slit, settling on no particular target. The\nmale's only focus was the precious fluid. Aryi waited several breaths. She tensed and clamped her slit\nshut, failing to extract the expected amount of pleasure. \"More tongue, Azaryl,\" she crouched lower, easing herself\nupon his tongue. Azaryl did as instructed. He pushed harder between her lips,\nsnarling under the sheer strength of her heated scent. His tongue rubbed\nquickly around the entirety of her slit, but it lacked precision. He bounced\nbetween her shuddering walls, stimulating none in particular.\"Smoothen your strokes, and stop slurping like a starved\nhatchling.\"\"You're too tight,\" Azaryl moaned. \"Can't-Can't do much.\"Aryi lifted her tail, forcing her slit to spread a bit\nwider. Azaryl explored her in his earnest now. He bumped a few times against\nher sheath, avoiding to lick inside. He preferred her raw, heated flesh, and\nAryi quite enjoyed his rapid lapping. She licked her muzzle, thirsting for her\nown fragrance until Azaryl shoved his snout into her.She snarled, claws tensing with lust. \"You can't reach\nthat,\" Aryi said once his tongue tried to venture inside her deeper tunnel.He still flicked his tongue in and out, too stubborn to\nquit.\"It's too deep. Just...try that fleshy sheath above you.\"\"That?\" Azaryl poked it.\"That,\" Aryi flicked her tail expectantly. \"Lick inside how\nmuch you want, and how hard you want.\"He slowly slid inside her. Aryi flapped her wings and\ngrowled out her lust. Her sensitive sheath was filled by his tongue, and her\nclit itched with anticipation. A single touch was all it took for her slit to\nclamp shut and ooze its essence.The rushing fluid enraged Azaryl. He attacked her with\nrelentless viciousness, licking harder and quicker. Pleasure took her like a\nthunderbolt, fast and sudden. Aryi's wings stretched to their limits, and her\npaws grabbed hard on whatever stood below them. \"Grrrrh,\" she snarled, squeezing hard around the invading\ntongue. Azaryl did not lick her. He suckled her, eating out every drop of fluid\nhe encountered. He slid quickly between her lips, lapping eagerly until he\nfound her shaft once again.\"N-not so fast,\" Aryi warned desperately.Too late. His tongue rushed straight inside, unleashing a\ntorrent of heated bliss in its wake. He stretched her sheath, stimulating her\nharder than ever. Aryi knew she could not handle it. Her muscles tensed, and\nshe prepared for the upcoming riptide. Aryi didn't know how hard it was about to hit until Azaryl\npressed against his tongue against most sensitive sanctuary. Her clit was\nsurrounded and squeezed by his nimble tongue. He lapped eagerly, tickling the\nsensitive flesh until exhaustion. Aryi's vision flickered. She took a deep breath, squeezed\nher slit as hard as she could.Then unleashed her bliss with a mighty roar. Her flesh shook\nviolently, expelling the overwhelming pleasure. Aryi's paws gave in, slamming\nher slit straight into Azaryl's hungry muzzle. He lapped eagerly at her rapidly\nmoistening flesh, prolonging her climax with jolts of intense pleasure.Aryi tensed and quivered, giving everything she had until\nthe rush of ecstasy dimmed. Her slit slowly relaxed, allowing Azaryl's whole\nnose to disappear inside it. He cleaned quickly and efficiently, eating the\nremnants of Aryi's liquid heat.\"You spilled,\" he panted, tongue rolling down the side of\nhis maw.  \"I can do it more\nthan once, don't worry,\" Aryi huffed. She picked herself up, only to drop on\nher side as soon as she stood on her paws. \"Can you?\" Azaryl growled with amusement.\"Just get inside me.\"\"So soon?\"\"YES!\" Aryi slapped him with a wing.Azaryl covered his pride just in time. He rolled awkwardly\non his belly, taking great care not to injure his exposed organ. Aryi gave it a\nquick lick, enraging the needy male.\"Don't do that.\"\"Or what?\"\"Your fur will get very messy,\" Azaryl said as he searched\nfor the proper mounting position.\"I'm so scared of that threat,\" Aryi laughed.\"You should be. Seed is infuriatingly hard to clean.\"\"That's why I will have you groom it from my fur. Your seed,\nyour tongue. Fair trade.\"\"Not this time.\"She licked one of Azaryl's paws as they fell on each side of\nher shoulders. The male licked the back of her neck. His tongue slid between\nher ears, then resumed its journey. \"So considerate,\" Aryi purred.\"A mate does what he can for his loved one,\" Azaryl pressed\nher wings down. He was getting closer. Aryi felt him poking for her\nentrance. \"A bit lower,\" she swished her tail around. \"Just follow my tail.\"\"I know what I'm doing,\" Azaryl growled in her ear.\"No you don't,\" Aryi nipped at him, catching nothing but\nair.Azaryl caught one of her ears, applying just enough pressure\nto sting. \"Then maybe you should mate me.\"\"No,\" Aryi took revenge on his paw. \"The male does the\nmounting, and I lay the eggs. It's simple.\"Azaryl said nothing. He thrust quickly, each time missing\nhis mark.\"It's just below my tail.\"\"I know.\"\"Then mate me already!' Aryi tightened her toothy grip.It was worth it. Spurred by the pain, Azaryl sunk inside her\nwith a decisive thrust. Aryi squeezed her slit shut, overwhelmed by the sheer\nsize of his member. He slid deeper than she ever did with her tongue, stimulating\nparts of her that have never been touched. The sheer pressure overwhelmed both of them. Azaryl gave in\nwith a shattering roar. His seed burst forth in a heated stream, melting Aryi's\nresistance. She too surrendered to the surging bliss with her own heated yowl.\nSpurt after spurt filled her, driving the fertile streams of seed deep inside\nher shuddering muscles. Aryi jerked every time he spasmed, milking more of his\nessence. He fit just perfectly inside her. His member applied just enough\npressure on her walls to trigger her contractions, and his slim tip pierced\ndeep into her narrow depths. Aryi released his paw and threw her head back, where Azaryl\nmet her with a flurry of licks. They grabbed and licked each other, growling\ntheir pleasure every few spurts. Azaryl had quite a lot to give, and Aryi\nsqueezed inside every drop of his liquid lust. She milked him eagerly, until\nher muscles trembled with fatigue. Azaryl retreated with a shaky growl. He pulled back gently,\nleaving Aryi's flooded sanctuary. Dribbles fell on the ground, becoming thicker\nuwhen Azaryl completely pulled out. His member jerked, spilling a feeble gush\nof its load. Azaryl caught it quick. He bent his neck, spreading his paws\nawkwardly just to catch that single spurt.Aryi growled and sank her tongue between her drenched folds.\nHis creamy seed had a certain allure to it, and she savored every drop. Once they cleaned their privates, the two dragons snuggled\ntightly. \"You didn't even last a single thrust,\" she laughed, almost\nchoking on her amusement.\"Only because you licked me,\" Azaryl said defensively. \"If\nyour tongue hadn't weakened my resolve-\"\"So it's my fault!\" Aryi pushed under his jaw.\"It is!\"\"Please explain,\" Aryi teased.Azaryl complied with her request. \"I pleasured myself\nbefore, and I had a good idea about my stamina. I knew how warm my own tongue\nis, and how tightly I can press with my paws, but nothing prepared me for...you.\"\nHe finished, looking into her eyes.\"So you are trying to compliment me,\" the dragoness said\nmischievously.\"In a way,\" Azaryl licked her. \"Well then, I will give you the chance to redeem yourself.\"\"How?\"\"By mating me again,\" Aryi pinched his ear. \"And this time,\nI expect you to last more.\"\"Remains to be seen,\" Azaryl said happily.They pressed their snouts tight, sharing a few wet kisses\nbefore resting inside a ball of wings and tails. Days passed in a rush after that. They mated as often as\nthey could, and when they didn't, the two dragons busied themselves with\nhunting or exploring. None talked about their future offspring. That\nresponsibility was temporarily dwarfed by sheer joy and pleasure. That was the\nsole focus of their life until Azaryl drifted distant again.Aryi pleaded with him several times, but he made up his\nmind. Azaryl, her loving mate and the father of a future clutch was planning to\nleave. Whether he ran from responsibility or became unsure of his future, Aryi\ndid not know. He talked about instincts every time. It seemed surreal, until\nAryi sought her father's guidance.It was then when she learned it was common for young males\nto desert their clans. They had to gain experience and learn the ways of the\nworld in order to protect and provide for their future hatchlings. Aryi refused\nto believe that, until her father mentioned the inevitability of instincts.\nJust as a female's heat subdued reason, so did a male's urge to explore fetter their\nchoices. With great pain she watched her mate fly off into the\ninfinite sky. After he left, Aryi remained around her parents. Hunts were\nrarely exciting, and flying lost its allure. Life became less vibrant, and for\nyears she distracted herself with menial tasks, hoping that her first and only\nmate returned to his home. That day came when she least expected it. She was on a\nhunting trip when she spotted a shape in the sky. It looked like an ordinary\ndragon, until Azaryl's familiar colors made her eyes widen and her maw hung\nopen with surprise. Aryi tackled him in the sky, refusing to let go even as\nthey spiraled down to the ground. Only before the impact they split apart, and\nthat lasted a mere, fickle moment.Overjoyed, the dragoness licked her mate all over. He grew\nbigger during his absence, and his grizzled fur and pristine feathers spoke of\nmany adventures. Azaryl told her everything about his time away, and Aryi drank\nin every word. She told him about their families too, and that sparked the\nmale's curiosity. He got up on his paws and spread his magnificent wings. Aryi\nleaped, flapping her own as she led him towards their forest. Azaryl was\noverjoyed to reunite with his parents. They chased each other and played,\nmaking up for the time they lost.Aryi too joined, brimming with happiness. Everything went\nwell. Her mate returned, her heat was about to start a new cycle, and they had\na group of caring dragons around them to help with the hatchlings. Nothing\ncould go wrong, until a beast of smoke and flames descended upon their home.\nHeat engulfed everything, and the roars of dying dragons shattered the tranquil\nsilence of the forest. **Aryi's eyes snapped open. Flickering light surrounded her.\nBlue, just like the sky. Only that she wasn't inside her forest. The dark walls of\nthe cave reminded her of the painful reality, along with the eerie silence.Aryi got out from the pond and shook herself dry. The warmth\nreminded her of Azaryl. She walked around, looking left and right. Her vision\nwas still adjusting, and she half expected to see her mate leaping from a\nhidden corner. But that didn't happen. She walked around, inspecting every\ncrevice until her eyes fell upon Azaryl's furs. She dug her snout inside them,\nsniffing his scent. Warmth filled her, along with the need for companionship.\nShe looked towards the mouth of the cavern and waited. She waited until her eyes pierced the darkness and for the\nsilence to engulf everything.A drop splashed in the pond. \"Azaryl?\" Aryi asked, ears perked.Only the steady beating of her heart answered her. Aryi\ndropped on the ground and squeezed her mate's furs close to her chest. They\nweren't as warm as his body, nor provided the same comfort. All they did was\nremind her of what she lost, and of the emptiness gnawing her hopes away.She was alone."}