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Dawn filtered through the window cool and golden, a gentle breeze sweeping through. Cynder's eyes fluttered open and she stretched, almost like a smooth ripple passing through her frame. A wide yawn stoked her mind, bringing back last night's events. She smiled hazily, then craned her neck to look backward, shifting her wing and dislodging the warm blanket that had been cast over her. When had that gotten there? But her purple lover was absent. In his absence, her other senses suddenly spiked as she wondered where he could be, the answer tickling her nose. Something delicious was being cooked not too far away. Rolling onto her belly to stand, she meeped under her breath at the strange, full, sloshing feeling in her middle. Glancing down she ran her paw along the bulge in her ruby scales, moaning softly at the soft thrills of satisfaction rushing through her. She giggled, pressing her belly a few times and delighting in the sensation as she remembered more fully what had happened the night before. Maybe Spyro could fill her even more today?

The purple dragon hummed an abstract tune off the top of his head as he turned the spit of meat over the fire outside in the Temple garden. Early in the morning he had gone hunting, bringing back more food for the Temple's occupants, but more specifically, for his black-scaled mate. After last night, he felt compelled to do more for her. How so, though, he had no idea, but making her a breakfast sounded like a good start. Raw meat was no big deal for them but he wanted something special for her. Taking some dried herb leaves, he crushed one between his paws and sniffed at it, then crushed it even finer and sprinkled it over the meat. It smelled wonderful already but it was getting to that fine point between being done or burnt.

"I didn't know you were a chef."

He started and looked over his shoulder, blushing a bit at the sight of Cynder standing there framed in the dawn light, her scales gleaming and her belly softly rounded with his seed from last night. She padded closer and he rose to greet her, the two trading loving nuzzles and soft purring until he finally caught her mouth and kissed her slowly. She smiled and closed her eyes, wrapping her tongue around his. "Morning, beautiful," he whispered.

Now it was her turn to blush, her rebel-girl side wanting to burst forth and shoot back some sort of counter. Instead she peeked over his shoulder at the meat, the scent pulling at her nose and making her stomach rumble. "When did you leave for this?"

"Before sunrise," he replied, licking her nose. She giggled again and batted at him.

"Oh Spyro, you're so sweet." Smiling up at him, her happiness slowly faded into a strange depression. He saw it in her eyes and nuzzled her.

"Hey...you okay?"

"Spyro...I just...I haven't done anything to deserve you... I've done so much bad, so many horrible things...and I...I led you right to the enemy twice. Why...why do you love me?" she asked, feeling tears welling up at the horrible memories starting to re-surface.

Shuffling forward he sat up and hugged her, wrapping his wings forward to surround her. "I don't know," he replied softly, stroking her neck. "Maybe because under all that bad, I see you trying to do something right. And we did. You did a lot of bad...but without your help, I couldn't save the world."

"But...but..."

"Shh..." He pressed his nose to hers, looking her in the eyes. "I may not know a whole lot, and I may be pretty stupid when it comes to reading you cuz you're a girl and I'm not, but I see you in pain... and I wanna do whatever I can to make that pain go away. You're everything to me, Cynder. When I broke that curse on you and you turned into your real self... I didn't see the Terror of the Skies, I saw...well, you."

"But...who am I? What am I?" she insisted, burying her face against his chest. He felt her hot tears running down his scutes.

"You are who you choose to be." Grooming her neck slowly, he rubbed the shoulders of her wings. "I heard some over my travels call me a tool...that I was doing whatever the guardians wanted without question. Maybe I did. But I chose to fight against the Dark Master. I chose to fight the darkness spreading over the world. I chose to free you." Pulling her head up he looked her in the eyes again, then wiped her tears. "What did you choose? What do you choose right now?"

She had chosen to be his friend, even against all her misgivings. As she sat there looking at his patient stare, she realized that despite all the wrong and hurt she'd done, she still chose to love him. With a small hiccup she giggled once more and clung to him. "I choose you."

"But you can't be me, I'm me," he retorted playfully. She reached up and shut him up with a deep kiss, pushing him backward and pinning him to the ground as their kiss grew more passionate. His paws roamed her sides, then pulled her shoulders, hugging her tightly as a feral growl of lust rose in his chest. She shivered and grinned, practically melting against him.

An acrid twinge caught both their noses, the two young lovers blinking stupidly a few times as the smell fought against their horny minds. Suddenly Cynder pulled off him and he rolled over, both looking at the meat. With a cry of alarm Spyro bolted over and wrested the spit, accidentally coating the meat in a layer of ice in his struggle to make it stop smoking. Cynder laughed and shook her head.

"Um...breakfast is ready...I guess," he said, dejected, as he displayed the blackened hunk. "Sorry." Breathing fire he melted the ice again

She padded up and took a bite, wincing at the sting of carbonized flesh on her tongue, but beneath it the meat was done quite nicely. "Here, lemme try something." She took the chunk of meat and brought her tail around, and started using the blade tipping her tail to scrape off the burnt blackness. With a few spinning strokes and some careful digging, she was satisfied with her work and proceeded to cut it in half, bones and all. Spyro marveled at her work, how sharp her blade was and how accurate she was. She took another bite, this time the burnt surface offered a nice flavor addition instead of a thick carbon taste. "Mmmm...it's delicious, thank you."

He smiled back and quickly ate his portion, not realizing he'd been so hungry with such an early start. He remained standing as he ate though, to her momentary confusion. Glancing under his belly she grinned as she spied his gold-mottled violet member hanging free after their interrupted make-out session. Sitting up and inadvertently displaying himself to her in all his glory he picked up the bones from his meal, cupped them in his paws and blasted them with a small Earth Shot, instantly powdering the white bone into the marrow within. As he cleaned his paws he glanced at Cynder, then at the direction of her gaze. "Oh geez I'm sorry-"

"Don't be," she said with a laugh, still gazing at his tool. "It looks even better in the sun, I didn't get to see its true color in the moonlight."

"You're not...grossed out or anything?"

"Why should I be?" she asked, confused.

"Well...we're not really supposed to...you know, show off our parts."

"Well I like your penis," she stated flatly, returning to the last scraps of meat still clinging to the bone. He blushed again, not knowing what to do or say. "Besides, how do you explain last night then when you were all too ready to walk off to the guardians?"

"I...uh..." He sighed and shook his head, his erection slowly starting to wane and shorten. "I dunno." Looking for something to distract himself, he spotted some sweet herbs, and picked some of the larger leaves for himself and for her. They chewed on these in silence for a while, clearing their breath of the slight burned smell of their meal, then Cynder rolled onto her back and stared at the clear blue sky above. Spyro padded up to her, flopped down, and laid his chin on her chest, both purring softly as they basked in the warming morning. With a smirk he nuzzled the bulge of his essence in her belly, making her moan in surprise and then playfully swat his neck.

"That feels weird."

"Thought you liked it."

"I...I do, it feels good but it's still kinda weird."

Starting to feel rather amorous he continued to nuzzle her belly, making her squirm under him and moan under her breath. Her sweet moans were turning him on so badly that he trailed down slowly until he was nosing at her moist entrance, that spicy sweet scent rising from her again. Letting his tongue out he slowly lapped along her slit, Cynder shivering and groaning as her labia spread around his tongue and he tickled her clit tucked away just under her scales. The grass scratched at his penis, his hips shifting in discomfort until Cynder reached over and pushed at him, causing him to roll his hips. He glanced up from his work to see her lean in and smile as she took his tip into her mouth and started to suck him off slowly. The black dragoness let him erect into her mouth, rather enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding eagerly into her throat. In the sunlight, the gold mottling of his amethyst penis seemed to glitter faintly just like the rest of his belly. Her tongue slithered between his fleshy barbs, feeling their spongy firmness and making him squirm in pleasure. He pushed his tongue into her depths, making her squeal around his length and buck back into him. They kept teasing and pleasing each other, casually exploring the other's most sacred places and discovering just what made them squirm the most. Cynder found she could make him nearly lose it by lightly raking her paw up and down his lateral barbs, just enough to tickle them, while her tongue doted on the ventral nubs of flesh. Spyro found several spots in her passage that made her squeal and tense all over, more of her sweet juice pouring forth for him to lap up.

As he fought against his urge to ram his hips into her face and fuck her muzzle, she watched as his knot slowly swelled. It seemed...bigger. Was it a trick of the light? She reached over with a paw and stroked his knot, sinking almost his entire length into her maw and swallowing hard around him even as he assaulted her entire being with pleasure from his tongue. The purple dragon groaned and gave a low growl against her, nearly knotting her mouth as he came. His tongue shot deep inside her and stabbed at her g-spot, ecstasy crashing over her with a blinding white heat as she came all over his face, his cock throbbing in her throat and filling her stomach with his delicious cream. She pulled off to gasp for breath, wincing and moaning in arousal as her muzzle was filled and her face splashed with powerful gushes of his rich seed. Spyro tried his best but failed to contain her hot geyser from her pussy, his whole face, neck and part of his chest dripping wet. Cynder couldn't help licking him off in her hazy afterglow, the sweet salty twinge of his cum on her tongue sent a strange rush of satisfaction through her.

Finally recovering enough to move properly, Spyro licked her as clean as he could, taking his time and exploring the scales of her crotch, even grooming her inner thighs where he could, while she cleaned herself with her paw, trying to get every last drop of his cream. A delicate purr rumbled in her chest as he catered to her. Giving his penis a soft kiss she stretched and wrapped her hind legs around his neck with a grin. He smiled back and nibbled on her legs, making her giggle and shiver again as he gently raked her scales with his teeth.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too Cyn," he replied more confidently, giving her pussy one final, slow, loving lick before pulling himself up onto her and kissing her passionately. She murred to him and wrapped her legs around him as he settled his weight on her, wrapping his tail around hers and playfully grinding against her belly. With their tongues wrapping together they could taste their own juices, finding it not all that disagreeable in truth. Emerald eyes gazed into amethyst depths as their hearts started to race again, tongues twined tightly in a dragon kiss. Cynder giggled and nuzzled his nose as she felt his penis erect between them, her labia spreading against his knot, his tip reaching just under her chest. Breaking the kiss and panting from the excitement she snuck a paw between them, mindful of her claws, and started to rub his shaft with the pads of her paw. Spyro groaned and bucked against her, lifting up just enough for both of them to see his length against her. Using both paws now she stroked him and smiled up at him.

"I wanna feel you inside me again...please..."

Her purple mate grinned and leaned down to kiss her again. "Oh I will...but I think we should...y'know, move somewhere more private."

"And kill the mood? Just put it in me, right here...right now..." she ground up against him on that last bit, making him bite his lip as a jolt of pleasure shot through his cock and a spurt of pre jumped up to meet her chin. "Please Spyro? I wanna feel your penis in me again."

With a furtive glance back at the Temple, he pulled back until his tip was rubbing her vent. She wiggled her hips against him, then moaned cutely as the head slipped into her folds. With that he slowly walked himself back over her, both of them hissing in pleasure with how perfectly she squeezed him and how deep he went into her body. His soft barbs sent little jolts of pleasure through her each time a set popped through her tight lips, her nerves on pleasant fire as her insides were stroked. Her cervix didn't want to budge, but with a few slow thrusts it gave way, the black dragoness squealing under her breath as her belly bulged around the massive length sinking into her. His barbs now teased her cervix in their passage, his ridges popping into her vagina and making her shiver and coo. He could feel his load from last night swirling around his length in her womb, her cervix squeezing his shaft so snugly that nothing escaped. Finally, his sheath kissed her netherlips, both staring down at the sizeable lump just under her chest. "Wow..." he whispered, his member throbbing at the sight of both her cum-laden belly and the depth of his penis.

Cynder stroked him through her belly, shivering in delight at the powerful throbbing inside her passage. "It feels so good...so wonderful..." Her breath was shaky, her nerves on fire with lust.

Spyro leaned down again to nip and nibble at her neck. "My beautiful Cynder..." he growled, the husky tone in his voice sending ripples of arousal through her, her pussy clenching around the invading member. Hitching her legs up on his thighs and curling her tail around his, her paws gripped the ground as a bolt of pleasure seized her and made her squeal. He lost no time, slowly pulling out, then sinking back in, watching that lovely bulge shift with his cock, her passage fluttering as his ridges teased her walls and lips.

"Would it be...mph...too corny to say that...mmmm...your closeness to my heart is literal?" she joked, then shuddered as his ridges teased her g-spot.

He thrust all the way in, almost lifting her up on his shaft. "Yeah, it would be." He chuckled and kissed her, switching to short, rapid thrusts, both of them growling lustfully as their pleasure started to rise again.

"Oh Spyro...fill me again...please..." she whimpered, claws digging into the ground with each hilting. Her whole body was tingling and tensing, she felt ready to cum again.

"C-Cyn..." Unable to restrain himself any longer he set his paws, arched his back and started to fuck her hard, hips slapping into hers with lewd wet squelches from her leaking juices. She gave a long, low scream of pleasure, bucking into his motions as her body exploded, her fluids gushing all over his crotch with wave upon wave of tight squeezes around his shaft. The sight of his mate in the throes of ecstasy under him, her spicy sweet smell of sex, her tightness around him...His mind was lost in carnal need, hips ramming into her swift and hard. Again, he lost depth as his knot started to swell, Cynder's nethers preventing entry with their suckling kiss so tight around him. Under his fervor though, their battle was lost and they yawned wide around that bulge, locking him into her body. Cynder screamed again, feeling like she'd be split in half. With smaller, faster thrusts, Spyro roared out above her, almost shaking the ground they stood on as his climax crashed over him. Everything went white for him, and inside her, as rope after thick, long rope of purple dragon essence flooded her womb once more. Cynder's head flung back in a hoarse screech of bliss, every wave of his cum against her walls sending a rush of orgasm through her. Erratically bucking against each other with each powerful throb of his penis, they rode their orgasms until at long last Spyro flopped down beside her, gasping for breath, his hips locked to hers with a small trail of seed leaking down her tail. Cynder's eyes absently roamed the sky above, not registering anything in the bone-deep lazy warmth of afterglow and the hot warmth of his cream in her sanctuary. Spyro shuffled closer and hazily licked and groomed her neck as he recovered, purring in his own afterglow. His was different from last night, by a small margin; the haze seemed to be making his penis spurt rhythmically into her with small dollops of his seed, but each throb felt wonderfully relaxing. Finally catching her breath, Cynder's paws roamed her abdomen, pressing against the bigger swell of his semen in her womb. It seemed this was her limit, as she felt the pressure force a bit of his cream past her tight seal on his penis and into her passage, where it trickled out over her tail past his knot. Yet his penis kept throbbing inside her softly, stirring his batch, and her nerves.

"Spyro..." she whispered, smiling happily, then nuzzling him when he lifted his head in response. "That was..."

"Shhh..." He kissed her softly, lovingly, his paw gently scritching her chest and wandering down to the lump of his cock in her. Shakily she lifted her head to admire his work, her belly just a bit bigger and rounder than before, with that lump under her chest twitching proudly as if to drive home how deep he still was in her body. He tried to pull out like last night, but her pussy wouldn't let him go, squeezing in response to his pull and coaxing a hard throb of cum from him.

"Are you still...your white stuff...in me?" she asked curiously. She could dimly feel each throb forcing a little more into her. The leak of cum around his knot was becoming more constant too.

"I think so. I can't pull out."

"It feels bigger than last night."

He tried again, but only got a whimper of sensitive pleasure from her and another hard spurt of cum through his shaft. "Well..umm..."

She leaned in and nuzzled him again with a sleepy giggle. "It's okay Spyro...honestly, I love this, it feels...amazing."

"Well, as long as you're happy...that's all I need." He licked her cheek and lightly raked his teeth along her jaw, making her shiver and coo again. She tilted her head away, giving him more to work on, which he gladly obliged, grooming her while his paw continued to explore her belly with her, his member still dully throbbing away inside her and filling her just a little more while his knot was locked inside.

"Ahem."

The deep grunt shook them both out of their reverie, Ignitus standing at the Temple door with a clear view of their "union". Both young dragons blushed and glanced at each other sheepishly.

"I see what all the noise was out here. But please do that...more privately, if you must." With that he turned around and headed back inside. The rush of adrenaline at being caught defused their arousal, Spyro's knot going down quite quickly and allowing him to pull out. Cynder couldn't help a pleasured moan as that glorious length slid through her. Rolling onto her paws she grunted softly, feeling heavier than before, but it was a very pleasant heaviness, and moving made his load shift around in her womb.

"We should...um...clean up I guess," he suggested.

"Well, first thing's first...you can't really fly well with that hanging under you," she nodded to his softening penis. He watched and smirked as she ducked under him, a soft groan escaping him as she sucked his length into her mouth and licked him clean. The spongy feel of his flaccid cock excited her, his heavy male scent so comforting and arousing at the same time, but as much as she wanted him to erect into her throat again, they'd been caught and Ignitus probably wouldn't be too happy if they went at it again. Reluctantly she let him flop from her mouth, following him to the stream to wash off. Spyro insisted on scrubbing her down, giving her a few more slow licks over her nethers while his paws washed her legs and tail.

Their guts seemed to sink lower the closer they drew to the Temple, fearing the possible rebuke. What if they were doing something wrong together? Cynder was the most fretful, falling behind her purple mate, afraid of letting Ignitus see her belly so laden with the violet male's essence. Having his penis filling her was the best thing she had ever felt in her life, she felt so complete and whole now with him, but would that be taken away from her? Spyro on the other hand was mentally going over such an argument, ready to sweep her away if need be and find somewhere to be with her in privacy and safety, somewhere for her to be happy and peaceful and not have to worry about anyone denying her happiness again. He'd never felt this strongly before, but before all that, he didn't know how this would turn out. Ignitus was like a father to them, perhaps he wouldn't be so strict as they were fearing.

The heavy stone door rolled aside, Ignitus sitting there in the dojo waiting for them. The other three guardians weren't present, hopefully still sleeping or something. The old fire dragon avoided eye contact as the two young ones approached slowly, his back mostly turned towards them. "I knew this day would come eventually, but I didn't expect it quite so soon..." he said, then turned to them and smiled. "I am happy for you both. Congratulations on your mateship."

They stopped cold and looked at each other in shocked surprise. How had he known?

"It's not so secret," he explained. "They way you two have been looking at each other ever since you saved the world speaks volumes." His smile faded to a stern expression. "However...I would appreciate it if you would not mate on Temple grounds."

"You mean we can't be mates here?" Cynder asked, already feeling upset at the thought.

"No, that's not what I mean. What you were...doing earlier...is called 'mating', or 'having sex'. It's perfectly fine for you two to mate with each other, but...with how much noise you make, it's...distracting." He coughed a bit, his face looking a little redder. He turned away from them a bit before continuing. "Your session last night could've awakened every zombie in Dante's Freezer."

"Oh...s-sorry..."

The old one sighed. "I would like to say there's no need to be sorry, but it's a half-and-half situation in that regard. I'm actually proud of you two for taking initiative together, and discovering the joys of mateship's physical bonds together on your own without our guidance. But, at the same time, you two are new to all this and you don't fully understand it. I won't talk your ears off like Volteer, but you must be cautious with your indulgence together."

"Why?"

He glanced at Cynder's swollen belly, making her blush a bit. "About once a year, female dragons become...receptive. Ready to bear eggs. The act of mating during that time will very likely make her pregnant. Mating isn't just physical pleasure, it's also how the next generation is created."

The two stared at each other blankly, at a loss for a reaction to this. Cynder gulped and turned back to the elder dragon. "S-so...I might be pregnant already? Does having his penis in me mean I'm gonna get pregnant?"

He coughed again. "W-Well...not...no. You will know when you're in heat, Cynder, trust me, and you haven't been in heat yet. Indeed, all of us will know it..." He was really struggling now. "But...no, just having him...inside you...isn't all to make you pregnant. He has to...well...um..." He glanced at her belly again.

"Oh..." Spyro followed his gaze and blushed too. "I have to...fill her?"

"Well, yes." Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he took a deep breath to calm himself. "You can mate as much as you'd like while she's not in heat, but do be careful when she is. It's been a long time since this Temple was last graced with dragonlings, but it's up to you two to determine if or when you want to start a family. You're dismissed."

All too eager to leave the awkward atmosphere, they took their leave, hurrying out onto the balcony to stretch their wings and fly back to the stream. Upon landing, Cynder sighed. "That was...rather heavy and awkward."

"No kidding..." Spyro looked her over, feeling that rush of arousal at seeing her heavy with his cum. She looked oddly attractive with her belly round like that. Nuzzling her softly he nipped at her shoulder. "You okay?"

"Yeah...I'm glad he didn't break us up or forbid us from mating." She nuzzled back into him and sighed again.

"Cynder...should we...y'know...find our own home, maybe? I mean...if we can't...what was it, have sex? in the Temple, it's kinda awkward flying back and forth just to mate."

She smirked mischievously. "He was concerned about the noise we make. I think we can still do it if we're quiet about it."

"But he said not to do it on Temple grounds."

"Easy fix..." she whispered, leaning up to kiss him. "Just mate me when we're going to sleep...that way they won't know, and they won't be intruding on us when your penis is stuck in me." She giggled and blushed a bit. "B'sides, it felt soooo good falling asleep with your penis in me last night. That was the best sleep I've ever gotten."

He smirked back and licked her nose. "Alright, but if we get caught for whatever reason..."

She rolled her eyes. "What're they gonna do, talk to us again? They can't really kick us out for doing what mates are supposed to do."

Spyro still wasn't convinced though. "I think it makes them uncomfortable though. Didn't you see how Ignitus was acting? That wasn't like him at all."

She blinked, thinking quickly. Her smile faded. "Yeah...he was acting a little weird. Was he...was he hiding his penis? Was he getting hard talking to us about that?"

"I think so, and he kept looking at your belly."

"Yeah I noticed." She looked down at herself with a giddy smile. "You filled me quite a bit." She swayed her hips and murred as it shifted around in her. "Ooooooh that's so good..."

"I don't think the guardians get to mate much..." he said, his eyes glazed with thought. "Actually, I've never seen another girl around here, even a grown-up."

"But why was he trying to hide himself from us? We've seen his penis before on hot summer days."

"Yeah, and you've seen mine plenty of times while we were stuck together by that collar, but it...it's different I guess, I didn't want you seeing mine when it was hard. It feels awkward if someone else sees it like that, I dunno why."

She looked over her shoulder at the Temple perched up on the cliff. "Poor guy..." She suddenly blushed and shook her head.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, just...weird thoughts."

"You can tell me."

She stared at him, weighing it in her mind whether or not to tell him. "Well...I just...had a weird curiosity about how big he is."

Head canted in thought, he studied her face and then smirked. "You wanted to 'help' him."

Her eyes widened in shock. "I-I...well...kinda...I mean I feel bad for him but I don't wanna...be unfaithful to you by mating another. He's done so much for us...for me...but at the same time I don't really know how to pay him back."

Looking up at the Temple too, he stepped in and nuzzled her. "Well...what I asked you this morning...tell me, what did you choose? Who and what are you?"

She nuzzled back and kissed him. "I choose to be your mate...I love you so much Spyro..."

"I love you too Cynder...I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"And I, you," she whispered, murring softly as he wrapped his wings around her and hugged her to his chest, his paws on her hips and his growing shaft bobbing against her burgeoned middle.

"I don't mind if you want to help him Cynder...you've made your choice and I trust you."

"You sure you're not just saying that to make me happy?"

He shook his head and pressed his nose to hers, looking her in the eyes. "He was struggling and he's done so much for us. If you feel you can help him, go ahead."

She still felt uncertain about her own idea, but nestled against him, leaning down to kiss the tip of his penis. She pulled away to take a drink of water, intentionally hiking her tail and spreading her legs, displaying her eager vulva already wet again with need. Spyro playfully ignored her, dunking his head under the water and taking huge draughts of water. After filling her so much, he felt so very thirsty. Resurfacing again he turned to find her still displaying herself, daintily lapping up the cool fluid. The purple male edged behind his ebon princess and nuzzled her slit, deeply inhaling her wonderful scent. She cooed and pressed back against him, covering his nose with her juices. His tongue lolled out and he dragged it up her swollen belly, then over her entrance, feeling her shiver at his touch. Slowly, tenderly, he stroked her petals, drinking up her ambrosia. Hanging her head she watched upside-down as his glorious length spilled from his sheath and grew longer and harder, pulse by pulse, lick by lick. Sweeping inside her he stroked her inner silken walls, a throaty moan escaping her and her legs spreading wider, tail raising just a little higher in invitation. As soon as he was fully erect, his penis slapping his belly with each pulse of his heart, he gave her petals one last loving, suckling kiss, then stood up and rubbed her hips as he walked himself forward and mounted her. She smiled happily over her shoulder, draping her tail over his back, her chest lying on the soft grass. Her hungry entrance welcomed his member, both of them moaning to the sky as he slowly slid in again, her velvet warmth wrapping so wonderfully snug around him. Cynder closed her eyes and cooed as he sank through her cervix, basking in the intense pleasure of having the love of her life so deep inside her.

It quickly went from a slow, sensual mating to a hard, passionate fucking, Spyro ramming himself hard and fast into his mate, Cynder crying out unashamed and bucking into his thrusts, pleasure coursing through her like a storm until all at once it crashed over her like a tidal wave, sending her to the heights of ecstasy as he knotted her and roared out in his climax. Her distended belly swelled just a little more, but the majority of his cream started to gush from between their legs, slipping past his huge knot and cascading to the grass below to join the pool of her copious nectar. Hilted inside her again and unable to pull free, the two flopped to the side to avoid resting in their own cream again, Cynder falling asleep purring happily as his penis continued to fill her slowly. Spyro laid his wing over her and groomed her neck as she napped, enjoying this time spent with her and relaxing with the feeling of his cock throbbing in her tight grip with spurt after spurt of his thick seed. A few times, he would test his knot simply for the sake of it, but it would not abate. He chuckled at the thought. It was rather nice and comforting, being tied for so long to his mate. She murred and shifted a bit in her sleep, her paw slowly rubbing the head of his shaft just under her chest. He smiled and laid his paw over hers, laying his head down and closing his eyes, just letting his body drift off, his cock still steadily spurting inside her.

They didn't stay asleep for very long though; despite the heavy, hazy feeling and relaxation of their afterglow, Cynder felt her eyes flutter open not fifteen minutes later, feeling as though half a day had passed. She stretched, then meeped and glanced down her body, having to crane her neck to look past her burgeoned middle. Staring sleepily at their union, his hips meeting hers, just a sliver of his gold shaft visible between his sheath and her crimson lips, she couldn't help a few soft moans as his member continued to dully throb inside her. His knot was still inflated, keeping her firmly tied. Laying back down, listening to him snore softly behind her head, she stroked her belly, her mind waking up to what had happened earlier. Doing this with Spyro would eventually get her pregnant? She blushed at the idea. It had been years since she'd last entertained the thought of having kids, but back then she'd been, what, a mere young teenager? Just starting to grow up? Three years in Spyro's protection crystal had let their bodies mature, but she still felt younger than her body. It was strange...but now, with this heavenly fullness in her womb, she felt suddenly older and more mature, if it were possible. The thought of kids suddenly became much more serious, and enticing...and the thought of having their father be Spyro made her blush heavily with desire and a bit of embarrassment. But when she craned her neck around to look at him, she felt her doubts melt away. Naive as he was, he still had some sort of natural intellect and wisdom. He'd said earlier that he didn't know much...but for that matter, she was in the same boat. She knew all about combat and terror tactics, torture and killing and slaughter, from her days under Gaul's corruption, but when it came to being a dragon, Spyro was, by all accounts, her mentor, even if only by a few weeks due to him having believed himself a dragonfly. She was just as naive as he, if not a little more. But the wisdom he'd displayed earlier in helping assuage her doubts...she felt comfortable, somehow, that he'd make a great father. Shifting her hips a bit, she murred as his cock shifted inside her passage, earning a harder throb and a bigger spurt of his cum. Only now did she realize that with each pulse of his seed, she was slowly leaking the same amount around his knot. Sadly, she stared at the small cloudy puddle just visible around the curve of her belly. His feeble gushing inside her made it hard to focus, but she felt a little sad that she couldn't hold it all, that she'd hit her limit despite her tight grip on his penis. The more she tried to think, the more curious she became. How did all this work? And why did Spyro's knot grow bigger overnight? Not that she was complaining, but if it got any bigger she might be in trouble.

Cynder's shifting and soft moans roused the purple male, eliciting a lazy yawn and stretching legs, which promptly wrapped around her and gave her a loving squish. She churred and snuggled back against him. Spyro purred and nibbled her scales, his eyes still closed. "What time is it?" he whispered, nuzzling along her neck to lick at her cheek.

"I don't think we were asleep for very long..." she replied, shuddering as he teased her soft spots. He started rolling his hips slowly against her, dragging his knot a bit inside her and making her really shudder as small jolts of pleasure raced through her core. "Spyro...you're still stuck in me..."

"Mmmph..." he growled, hugging her close and curling his hips in, Cynder gasping as his tip pressed just a little more at her belly. "Let's stay like this all day..." he whispered huskily. A powerful rush of arousal raced through her, her pussy squeezing his penis at the thought of staying tied with him all day.

"As much as I'd like to...I kinda wanna go train a bit...kick some ass or something."

"Not until my penis lets you go," he said with a grin, licking her cheek again. She rolled her eyes and huffed with a grin of her own.

"Great. And we don't know how long that'll take."

"Didn't take long before."

"Yeah but that was probably cuz Ignitus scared us."

"Oh...right..."

"And it'll definitely not let me go if you keep moving your hips like that, you doofus!"

He thrust harder, making her squeal and moan. "You like it though."

"You have no idea how much I love it, but I'd rather stay stuck when it's night and we've had a big dinner to sleep on and we don't have other things that might interrupt us." His face fell and she leaned back as best she could to kiss him. "I wanna really enjoy it. Tonight...all night long...you and me..."

"Heh...alright, when you put it that way." Kissing her in return he rubbed her over-filled belly, his cock still oozing into her but finally starting to peter off, his ejaculations hardly as voluminous as they'd been a few minutes ago. "Still...feels good, doesn't it?"

She giggled and laid her paw over his on her belly. "You have no idea..." Each throb of his cock was still sending small waves of warm pleasure through them, just enough to keep them relaxed. If being tied was like this all the time, they both wanted to do it as often as they could. Spyro rested his head on her shoulder to nuzzle her full belly.

"Hey Cyn...what he was saying about having kids..."

"Yeah?"

"So you wanna?"

"Eventually. I can't think of a better father." She laid her wing across him, both blushing but smiling. "Obviously not any time soon though."

"Yeah, figured as much. I don't...really feel ready. I mean, I think I want to have kids but...yeah, not any time soon." Testing his knot again, he was able to pull out just a bit, but it was still lodged in her grip. "Mmph...wow you're so tight Cynder..."

She meeped softly at the tug. "I don't think we're ready. I mean, we're still about half the size of the guardians, I don't think my body's ready for eggs yet. But when I am..." She rubbed her wing against him with a playful smirk. "I wanna be so full of your eggs I can barely move, I want you to mate me all day long."

He growled lustfully and lightly nipped her neck. "Do you want my penis out of you or not?" he chided, "you're gonna keep me too hard to pull out if you keep that up."

"No I don't want it out, but I wanna get at least some exercise that doesn't involve me getting pounded into the grass." Licking his cheek, she grinned again. "Not that I'm complaining."

Smirking back, he tried to pull out once more, Cynder assisting by lifting her leg as high as she could to spread herself more. With a few short pulls and lots of moaning from both of them, he slipped free with a loud, wet squelch, Cynder groaning loudly as a torrent of his seed poured from her gaping nethers. She huffed in disappointment as her belly shrank almost halfway before her insides finally closed up enough to quell the flood. "Wow..." Spyro whispered as he watched, his shaft throbbing against her tail. "I didn't know I put that much in you."

"Well you do have a lot every time you finish," she grunted as she rolled over onto her feet and stretched. "Oof...wow. Yeah, I really need to stretch. I'll be back later, unless we meet at the Temple."

Yawning and stretching on the grass, Spyro stood up and gazed off over the river. "I'll meet you up at the Temple, I'm gonna wash up and do some hunting again."

Glancing down at her thighs, she winced at the dried flakes of their mixed cum peeling off her scales. "Yeah...we should wash up again."

"You might wanna see if you can empty yourself out, I don't think fighting with a heavy stomach is gonna be a good idea."

She rolled her eyes with a grin. "I'll make it work. I wanna keep your white stuff in me as long as I can, it feels too good to lose it all."

"Alright then." He shrugged with his wings, but still smiled at the sight of her middle so round with his cream. Again he felt an odd sense of arousing pride. Following her into he stream once more he slowly tended to her, scrubbing her off sensually in the vain hope to change her mind and let him mount her again.

Cynder's flight back to the Temple got her thinking, as she lazily drifted on her outstretched wings. Spyro was right, going back and forth was rather tedious. It was almost a necessity though, with how much they both covered each other in whenever they climaxed. Perhaps there was a place to live not far upstream? That would be nice. Someplace still close to the Temple but private and close to the water. She blushed at the thought of Spyro breeding her every day. Landing a bit clumsily with the extra weight he'd put in her, she headed inside. No one was around. It was the middle of the day though, the Guardians were probably napping. They slept like rocks, thankfully, so if that was the case, a little round of sparring wouldn't hurt anyone. Closing her eyes she focused on the central ring of the Dojo, a myriad of Ape dummies popping up and immediately darting at her.

Ignitus, however, was not napping. He was staring into the Pool of Visions in the next room, trying to distract himself. Even through the heavy stone door between him and Cynder, he could dimly hear her practicing. Curious, he breathed fire on the door, causing it to roll open so he could peek in. The young black dragoness was a fluid marvel, every movement graceful and sure, except for her new center of gravity. Dispatching the last of the training dummies she stood and shook herself off, panting a bit. "Hate to say it but Spyro was right...I gotta get used to this."

"To what?" the fire elder asked as he stepped in. Cynder meeped and blushed, her wings drooping a bit to hide her belly.

"Oh uh...hi Ignitus...n-nothing, just...wanted to get some exercise, that's all."

"I couldn't help but notice you were...a little off-balance. Is something on your mind, perhaps?" he asked, trying to ignore the obvious. The swell of her womb wasn't as noticeable as before but it was still prominent enough if not for her wings hiding it.

"I...uh...well..." Her blush deepened and she gulped nervously. "Actually...I was...yeah, I kinda have some questions about...about earlier, but..."

"What is troubling you, young one?"

"It's not really...troubling, just...I dunno! It's embarrassing!"

He couldn't help a chuckle at that. "Really now...I've never known you to get embarrassed about something, Cynder."

"Well...I just..." She sighed. "That stuff about...mating." The fiery guardian tensed. "I mean...what's it all about? Why were we just now starting to feel...um..."

He sighed heavily. Seems there was no escaping it. "It's part of growing up. You don't just grow up all at once. I suspect you two have been suffering from...well...from arousal for some time now. It's that needy feeling that probably led up to last night."

"But why weren't we able to do that before?"

"Actually, you both have been ready to mate since...well, since that crystal you were held in."

That kinda made sense, seeing as she'd felt a little shy of him once in a while with a warmth in her loins. "Um...then...what's that big round lump on Spyro's penis and why didn't it swell as big last night?"

Ignitus coughed and shifted. Cynder realized he was keeping his body sideways with his wings down like she was. "I...um..."

"Oh...are you...?" When he failed to make eye contact, she blushed again. "I don't mind, honestly...to tell the truth I'm really curious about all this."

"It's not...terribly appropriate for older dragons to show themselves to ones your age."

"But if you're teaching me about this stuff, doesn't that kinda, y'know, get in the way?"

With a great sigh he turned to face her. Cynder's eyes widened at the sight. Jutting up proudly from his sheath was a massive crimson shaft almost as big as herself. Unlike Spyro's penis, Ignitus's was covered in rows of fleshy ridges and bore a ring of soft barbs around the crown of the pointed tip. He also did not bear a knot, much to Cynder's curiosity. Her nose twitched at the growing spicy scent of male coming from him. "I suppose you're right, examples are the best ways of teaching...it's not appropriate though."

"But...why is your penis so different?"

"Males and females have different genital structures based on their element. For females, it's not that much of a difference, but for males the differences are quite marked. You say Spyro has a knot? Er...that bulge that would be around here?" He pointed at the base of his member. Cynder nodded. "Just as you needed to train your bodies to grow stronger and get used to, say, your wings, your sexual parts also need some time and use to fully develop."

"Is his knot gonna keep getting bigger?!" Her eyes widened in fear.

"I don't think so. Why do you ask?"

"Last night it grew but he was still able to pull out of me, but today we had to wait a while before it got small enough."

His cheeks were quite a deep red by now. "Well...that's the purpose of the knot. It's to...keep the semen inside the female to get her pregnant after mating. But if it's big enough to tie you already, it shouldn't get much bigger anymore."

"Oh good...I thought I was gonna split in half."

"I should point out though..." He glanced at her belly again. "Not many females are able to accommodate so much semen...and I'm honestly surprised at Spyro's productivity."

"What's that mean?"

"It's not common for males to ejaculate so much, nor for females to be able to hold so much in their womb."

"How much is normal then?" She couldn't stop gazing at his titanic dragonhood, neither of them really noticing that she was slowly drawing closer. She wanted a closer look at this, what was once taboo, and he was too wrapped up in his war against himself to pay attention.

"U-Um...I don't...really..." He froze when he felt her breath against his tip. He watched in disembodied wonder, unable to move himself, as she lapped up the huge dollop of pre clinging there. Swallowing it with a pleased grin she opened her eyes, and they sat there staring at each other, both in disbelief she had done that. But his heavy, spicy-salty taste lingered on her tongue.

"Ignitus...how often do the guardians get to mate?" she asked, both out of curiosity and concern, with a hint of naughtiness in the back of her mind.

He stumbled over his tongue a few times, trying to process the fact that his student, barely half his size, was tasting his pre. "I uh...w-we...uh...um...n-not very...not very often..." he finally fumbled, his penis throbbing harder. "M-m-most guardians um..." He shuffled back a little, but only just enough to be out of her reach, unable to turn away from her, "most guardians don't...don't mate at all once they...have a Temple assignation. Um..."

"How long have you been here?" she pushed, now feeling sorry for him.

"I don't...um..." He cleared his throat. "Cynder I don't think we should-"

"But we're gonna find these things one day or another," she interrupted, inching closer again, wanting another sample. "Shouldn't you tell us?"

The balcony door slid open with a great creak right then, Spyro darting in out of the rain. He shook himself off and huffed, thunder clapping overhead. "Wow that one came in fast!" he grumbled, then glanced up to see Cynder not more than a tongue away from Ignitus's massive endowment. The elder was quick to move away, turning around to the Pool room. Cynder stared after him and then sighed, turning to her mate as he strode up, the door closing behind Ignitus.

"He's lonely, Spyro..." she said softly, blushing hard and not making eye contact.

"Did you get to help him?"

She stared at him. "You're...not mad?"

With a tilted head he raised an eyebrow at her. "No? Why would I be?"

"W-well you just walked in on...well...that."

Licking her cheek softly he gave her a teasing nibble. "I already said I'm fine with it. I want you to be happy Cyn...if you can help him, and it makes him happy, and that makes you happy, go ahead."

"But...I'm your mate."

He wrapped his wing around her. "Yes. And I trust your judgement and loyalty. I love you Cynder and I know you won't leave me."

Leaning into him, she couldn't help a relieved smile. "Alright..." She leaned up to lick his cheek in return with a small "thanks" before turning to the Pool room and the hallways beyond leading to their room. Spyro followed her, pausing to look into the Pool briefly. In the great halls, she sighed and glanced back at him. "Spyro...I feel bad for him...for all of them. He said guardians usually don't mate at all once they're assigned to a Temple."

The purple's brow furrowed. "That hardly seems fair."

She giggled. "Well think about it, how many times have we mated already, and we only discovered it last night? It's probably a big distraction when you have a world to oversee."

"Y...yeah. I guess so." His face fell a bit.

"What?"

"It's nothing, Cyn."

She nipped his nose. "Don't give me that."

With a huff he sat back, ignoring his shaft starting to erect again at her scent. "I just...you got me thinking about...being purple. And overseeing the world. Cynder...am I...by being mates with you, am I turning my back on the world? I mean...we got rid of Malefor and his influences...we stopped all his machinations...but there's still so much evil out there, the Skavengers, the Apes, rogue animals...am I supposed to be out there guarding the world?"

"We could, if you feel we should." Butting her head against his, her voice lowered to a whisper. "I'm with you, now and forever, Spyro. You're not alone. If you think we need to guard the world...we can. We have a few years ahead of us before we can have kids." When he sighed, she licked his nose. "Think about it. And don't worry about me, as long as I'm with you I wouldn't mind traveling and kicking some ass." He gave a half-smile of amusement. "Come on. Let's go see about that nap now that it's raining. I wanna sleep with your penis in me again." Leaning down, she gave the tip of his penis a loving, suckling kiss, then scampered ahead of him with her tail hiked. The purple male couldn't resist, standing up with a laugh and chasing her to their room.

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With the evening came an even worse storm, sweeping over them from the ocean to the mainland. Dinner was a small fare of fried mushrooms, grilled up by Spyro no less, and this time with no distractions or burns. Terrador and Cyril went back to the guardians' room to sleep, while Volteer headed to the balcony to study the storm. Cynder and Spyro were left with Ignitus in the Pool room, the old dragon staring into the Pool. At length he sighed and shakily stood, limping into the hallways. The two young ones darted after him, though it was a bit awkward for Cynder with her belly now quite round with Spyro's load during their nap. "Ignitus?"

"Yes?" he asked, sounding distant and half-attentive.

"I uh...I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have...y'know."

Stopping to gaze at the lifeless eyes of a statue, he finally sighed. "No...I'm sorry, Cynder. And Spyro. I should've instructed you sooner on these things. It's just...very sensitive for those who have gone without for so long. It's not proper either for us to...well, expose ourselves to you on Temple grounds."

"Why don't the guardians mate often?" Spyro asked.

"Because being a guardian is a serious duty, Spyro. Before the night of the raid there were more of us. Terrador, Cyril, Volteer and I were not the only guardians here, though we are the highest rank. There were many others we led into battle against Malefor, and later Cynder's forces, but they defected or fell in battle. But our duties before then left us precious little free time to otherwise devote to mates, that's how it has always been. When you have a mate, you devote yourself to them, when you have a protectorate duty of guardianship, you devote yourself to that."

"You never found someone to love?" Cynder asked sadly.

The old one winced and shook his head. "I'd...rather not go there, Cynder. I'm sorry."

Silence fell between the three of them before Cynder piped up again. "If you don't mind Ignitus...I am still curious about...males and differences. I find it fascinating."

"What are you implying young one?" he asked warily.

"I mean I wanna see your penis again."

"It's not appropriate, especially since you have a mate now."

Spyro shook his head. "I don't mind, Ignitus. To be honest...I'm curious too." The blush on his face made Cynder blush and giggle. The fire elder was similarly red in the face.

"I suppose it's only fair then seeing as we don't have any others you might learn from..." A doorway came up on the side, through which he made his way, the two youths close on his heels. "Alright...are you quite sure, Cynder? Spyro?" he asked, his deep crimson shaft already starting to get hard.

"Why don't you have a knot like Spyro does?" she asked again. "You said dragons have differences based on their elements but you didn't explain why."

"It's ah...from times back when dragons were far more tribal," he started, sitting down, his titanic penis still growing to full hardness. "They typically only stayed with their own kinds, and different climates called for different...unions. Ice dragons tend to have knots because they stay close together in the colder climates. Females would stay with males who could keep them warmest and most comfortable through the night. Dragons with knots tend to...ejaculate for much longer while tied, but if not tied they...well...um...don't go for that long...erm. Fire dragons like myself came from desert or volcanic regions, very hot places, and body heat sharing was something to avoid, so the...male organ and female passage would have few catches, and the tip is pointed to make entering the womb faster and easier to increase the chance of pregnancy. Electric dragons dwelt on high mountains or even in the clouds, very treacherous places close to electrical activity, and they were always on the move finding food and guarding their territories. Female competition was also quite...er..." He coughed, really struggling with these taboo topics now, "quite the display. Electric males have two thin...organs, one below the other." Cynder's eyes widened at that and she blushed furiously. "One is positively charged, the other negative, to create a current to stimulate the female during mating. Earth dragons have a knot and blunt, flared tip, I'm not sure why, perhaps because they were more laid-back than other types. There are also shadow dragons, who are traditionally polygamous and have two shafts side by side for pleasing two females at once... water dragons have long, thin and prehensile penises because mating underwater is quite difficult..." By now his cock was throbbing hard and drooling pre down its length and onto the floor quite steadily. "I'm uh...not quite sure what Spyro's base is..." he mumbled. Spyro glanced down and realized he too was hard and aching.

Cynder took advantage of the distraction to pad forward and lick the huge erection before her, Ignitus flinching at her touch. She was rewarded with a copious spurt of pre right onto her muzzle, her tongue flicking out to catch it as it dribbled down the side right to the corner of her mouth. "Ignitus...you keep saying it would be a distraction, that it's not proper, but...wouldn't it be better if...well, if you were relieved once in a while? You're frustrated just like we were and you've gone so long like that! How can you do your job here if you're...well..."

"You get used to it," he replied lamely. Having sat close to a wall, he ran out of room to escape her, but she didn't pursue this time.

"But still...I wanna help you." She looked up at him sadly. "Ignitus...you've done so much for us...and you're lonely and suffering, that's not fair to you or to us. Please?"

"But I, as your teacher...it's just not..."

"You yourself said we're old enough to mate."

Blushing profusely now, he couldn't think of any other reasons. She had him cornered. "It's just...not something older dragons should do to young ones."

"But what if it's a young one doing it for the old one?" This time she closed the distance again and licked his tip slowly. "You don't even have to move."

Glancing up at Spyro, the old looked for some way out, but Spyro shook his head. "I love Cynder, Ignitus, and I trust her loyalty. She wants to help you, after all you've done for us."

The last of his will crumbled as Cynder stood up and wrapped her forelegs around his member, nuzzling just under the soft fleshy barbs ringing the crown of his tapered head. His tail went stiff and his wings flared, his teeth gritted as his penis throbbed and a large dollop of pre flung out to land on her hips, the connecting trail falling over her back. "Mmmph...al...alright...just this once..."

The two young dragons smiled at his admission and Cynder doubled her efforts, stroking her paws up and down as far as she could reach, running her pads between his ridges, her tongue ranging from the pre-drooling entrance of his mighty endowment down to the fleshy barbs ringing the crown. The sight of her tending to the massive spire and getting her face covered in his generous spurts of pre made Spyro's cock throb so hard he felt its skin might split, his breath coming in hard pants as he fought to keep from mounting her. Ignitus had his eyes clenched shut, whether from embarrassment or pleasure they couldn't tell, but his teeth were similarly locked and he seemed to be struggling to keep his breath regular. His tail though was a dead giveaway, wagging against the wall and shivering with each lick or kiss she gave to his pointed head. Using her size to her advantage she neatly swung herself up on his rod, eliciting a sharp hiss of breath and a hard spurt of pre nearly halfway across the room, and she laid herself along his cock and began to stroke and tease him with her forelegs while squeezing for leverage with her hinds and tail. Spyro nearly came right there, he couldn't imagine how Ignitus hadn't popped already.

The young black dragoness was rather enjoying herself, practicing on Ignitus's pole. With a sly glance at her mate, and seeing him visibly struggling to not pounce her, she giggled and gave a long, slow lick against the throbbing flesh beneath her, Ignitus giving a soft groan despite his own internal struggle. She'd definitely have to try this on Spyro tonight, laying on him and rubbing all over him... no doubt it would get him so hard and randy that he'd probably fuck her silly.

The purple dragon was quickly losing his inner battle. As Cynder continued to massage Ignitus's huge penis, rubbing it all over with her paws, tail, and her cum-laden belly, he found himself stepping closer inch by inch. The black dragoness slid off his cock and stood up again to hug it, licking up the pre that had been trickling own the underside. Spyro stepped in with a husky growl, nipping at her neck and getting a mouthful of the elder's pre as it dribbled down her face and neck. Cynder gasped and growled back, her tail instantly hiking. Rolling onto his back with a lustful growl, he watched hazily as she turned and nuzzled his shaft, then moved to straddle his chest. She purred and moaned happily as his tongue quickly lapped at her dripping nethers. Sliding down his chest she moaned cutely as his cock slipped into her, carefully continuing down just like the night before until she had to stand up to prevent bending his shaft. Again it suddenly straightened and lunged into her, making her cry out in bliss and collapse onto him, sheathing him in her body.

Ignitus had seen them knotted earlier, but having seen just how big Spyro's penis was, he could barely believe the entire length was now tucked away inside the black dragoness. The sight of her bouncing on his lap, her belly heavy and round with cum, and a small bulge just under her chest amid that swell of cream showing how deep he was inside her...it was driving the elder crazy with pent-up arousal. Stepping forward, he stood over the two and nudged his cock against Cynder's cheek lightly. She gasped and leaned into his member, immediately licking at it and nuzzling the tip. Wrapping her forelegs around it again, she stood up over Spyro, moaning as he slid out of her a bit. She started a slow, rhythmic bounce on her mate's shaft, using the motion to also stroke the guardian's endowment. The two males both groaned, Ignitus's paws curling against the stone floor, Spyro's finding his mate's hips and holding her as he fought the urge to start ramming himself into her. Up and down she slowly moved, her tight passage squeezing as tightly as her forelegs, milking the two males ever closer to their climax. Ignitus was not far by now. Cynder could feel his rising pulse as she stroked him. Spyro's control lapsed and he started to thrust off the floor into her, making her squeal and buck faster, which in turn stroked Ignitus more quickly. The fire dragon above them groaned and stiffened, gritted his teeth to stifle a roar as he bucked against Cynder and finally came. Cynder yelped in shock as her face was blasted with a powerful rope of cum, forceful enough to knock her back onto Spyro's chest just as he knotted her. Warm whiteness covered them as Ignitus stood there in his first climax in many long years, painting them, his own chest, and the floor with his thick ropes of cream. The two young dragons both cried out beneath him as they simultaneously climaxed, Cynder's nectar gushing everywhere in powerful spurts around the huge bulb tying her to her mate while her belly swelled a little more. Coming down from his ecstatic high, the fire elder looked down and smiled hazily at the sight. The young mates rolled onto their side, Spyro blindly grooming her neck, their faces plastered with seed. Cynder managed to wipe her face off, licking her paws clean. In truth they weren't completely covered, but everyone sure felt like it. Moaning cutely with every pulse of her mate's shaft inside her, Cynder smiled up at Ignitus, her tongue running over her lips to clean off the remnants of that first blast.

"Feel better?" she asked.

He blushed but nodded with a small smile. "As much as I do not wish to encourage this...I do feel very much relieved."

A soft groan escaped her as she felt her cervix give way a tiny bit, Spyro's seed escaping her with every spurt into her womb now that she'd reached her capacity. She rubbed her full belly and purred, then giggled when she realized Spyro was trying to clean off his own face. Craning her neck around she licked him as clean as she could, then kissed him passionately. The purple male felt a bit awkward now that he was knotted in his girlfriend in plain view, and still ejaculating into her before Ignitus, but he still kissed her back and rubbed her belly with her. "I love you Spyro..." she whispered, snuggling back against him.

"I love you too Cyn...."

Ignitus rolled onto his side, though not realizing he was still within easy reach for Cynder. She reached out and rubbed his shaft again, making him wince as he started to harden at the contact. "Just don't play around too much," he warned. "Mating too often can decrease the pleasure over time."

"Aw...but I wanna mate with him more," Cynder whimpered, grinding back against Spyro's knot.

"It's natural, Cynder. I'm not saying don't do it at all, by all means you should learn each others' bodies, just do it in moderation. Sometimes, going without mating for a while can make it even more enjoyable when you finally do it again, much like a regular drink of water feels so much better after going without for a hard day's work. But it's something new and wonderful for you two, don't refrain from exploration together. Within reason."

She ground back against her mate again, both of them moaning under their breath as she earned a rather hard throb and gush of semen from him. "How long does his knot last?" she asked.

"Depends on the individual and the arousal. But as long as he's knotted within you he'll continue to ejaculate."

Cynder purred. "No objections to that here." Spyro just rolled his eyes with a humored grin and draped his wing over her.

"So...what do we do now?" he asked, noticing Ignitus's penis already hard again.

"Seems to me he's not fully relieved..." the black dragoness replied with a giggle, stroking the massive crimson pole.

"Perhaps later, Cynder," the old one replied as he shakily stood up. "Much as...well, much as I would greatly enjoy more relief, it has gotten quite late and I must attend to things before nightfall. There is a pool in the next room over when you're done." With that he shuffled away, albeit awkwardly with his erection hanging beneath him. With the elder gone, Spyro leaned in and hugged Cynder tightly, nibbling on her neck as he thrust lightly into her. She meeped and giggled happily, nuzzling back against him.

"What, you wanna go again?"

"Mmmmm...maybe," he growled lustfully. "I just love you so much I don't know how to contain it..." He grazed his teeth up and down her neck, earning delighted shivers from her. The taste of the elder's cum was still on her, which made him unusually aroused. She could feel his cock throbbing back to life within her womb, the tip poking against her belly again just under her chest. She prodded it, making him groan and roll his hips.

"Spyro...roll over again..."

Her held her tight and rolled onto his back, a loud groan escaping him as she straddled his waist and started to raise and lower herself once more, her tight canal stroking his length. His ridges and soft fleshy barbs tickled her sensitive nerves, making her shiver and coo above him, her paw resting on that moving bulge of his tip. The sight of her belly bulging around his penis never got old for her. "Cynder...oohh gosh..."

"Spyro..." she whimpered with need. Grabbing her hips he started to really pound her, both of them roaring in blissful passion, unashamed of who might overhear them.

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Cynder murred sleepily as Spyro laid down atop her, rubbing her back and nibbling her neck tenderly. She smiled and shivered, feeling his penis throbbing against her thigh. "Mmmm...what, again?"

Instead, he continued to massage her. "No, I guess that's my body's way of saying I love you. You can't tell me you're not sore too after all that."

She yawned and nodded. "My legs are aching...but it was definitely worth it, did you see the look on his face?"

"Not just your legs but your neck too, you're all stiff in here..." he whispered as his paws trailed up her neck. "No, I didn't see. Didn't need to. I could hear him, and I know you made him happy." He shook his head and laughed a bit. "Besides, kinda hard to look up at him when he was covering us in semen."

She laughed too and nodded. "Yeah...but you thought he had a lot? That's about how much you put in me every time we mate."

"And you love it," he shot back with a smirk, to which she smirked back and purred, stretching out on the bed.

"You have no idea." Craning her neck around she kissed him passionately, the two staring into each others' eyes for a long while until she yawned again. "I love you Spyro..." she whispered. "And thanks for being so sweet and understanding."

"Will you be tending to him again?"

"Maybe. I don't want to make a habit of it, though I can't say it wasn't fun." She blushed and looked down at the head of his penis poking up just over the swell of her belly. "Spyro, when we're old enough...would you be opposed to him mating me?"

With a smile he shook his head, using the motion to nuzzle her nose. "Of course not. As long as you don't leave me for him or the other guardians."

Giving him a playful swat she laughed at the thought. "Oh don't be stupid, I couldn't leave you. But I can't say I'm not curious about the differences between males."

"He did say to experiment didn't he?" He kissed her again, his hips giving one grind against her only for him to wince a bit. "Ow..."

She giggled and nodded. "Yeah...I was wanting to fall asleep with you in me but...tonight, I think we're both too sore down there."

"It was fun though."

"Yes it was."

He smirked and nipped her nose. "Tomorrow?"

She smirked back and licked him. "Oh hell yes." Both of them stroking her round belly, they fell into a loving kiss, slowly nodding off to sleep.