{"sf1_id":956231,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Hatchling's Delight: Lusty Lessons","author":"Cheetahs","words":7847,"posted_at":"2016-01-19T19:29:00.000Z","tags":["Aroused","Character Development","Cock","Cuddling","Dragon","Dragoness","Erection","Fantasy","Fellatio","Female","Feral","First Time","Hard-on","Heterosexual","Incest","Love","Lust","M/F","Male","Masturbation","Messy","Musk","Naughty","Non-Anthro","Oral","Paws","Penis","Plot Development","Pre","Precum","Pussy","Series","Sex","Story Series","Straight","Teasing","Vagina","Virgin","Wet","Yiff","Young","dirty","father","hatchling","innocence","kinky","licking","teenager"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/956231-hatchling-s-delight-lusty-lessons","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/956231","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=956231\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":" I\nam open for COMMISSIONS! If\nyou want your own, personalized story, Click here \nWant\nto help out this writer kitty? Then head over to my Patreon account by clicking here Support\na cheetah and get exciting(and\nerotic!) stories, breathtaking commissioned artwork featuring my\ncharacters,\nand an awful lot of fluffy hugs in return. If you want to know more\nabout my Patreon initiative and why it's so important to me(and to the\ncommunity as well!), check out my journal here : ***STORY DESCRIPTION***Kira takes the first step in learning about how hatchlings are produced. ***STORY STARTS BELOW***Kira woke up surrounded by heaps of useless metals. They\nwere so cold. So annoying to her paws. Kira snarled at them, then made her way\nback to her nest. If anybody decided to visit, she would just let them in.\nShame hurt less than loneliness.\nBut no one came. Not her mother. Not her brother. Not even\nher father. Until nightfall, Kira was all by herself. Then, when the sun left\nthe sky, a powerful roar announced the arrival of a beloved family member. Kira\nrushed to the ledge to greet the approaching dragon. \nEven in the dim light of a darkened sky, her father's\nlustrous scales shined proudly. He wasn't like the rest of the family. Instead\nof fur, he had golden scales encrusted upon his hide to protect every part of\nhis body. Two proud horns curved nicely towards the back of his head, where\nspikes ran along his spine, all the way to the leaf shaped end of his tail. For\nhow tough his hide looked, her father was the most gentle and caring male Kira\nknew.\nAnd for that reason she couldn't wait to reunite with him.\nIt was slightly awkward to wait on the same ledge with her\nmother and brother. She felt their eyes linger upon her numerous times. Kira\ndared not to look at anything else but the fiery sky stretching above her.\nWavering led to blabbering, and she didn't trust her mouth to say anything of\nworth.\nFather landed amidst a chorus of growls, grunts, purrs and\nyowls. Everybody ignored the tasty deer he brought home, even when he threw it\nat their feet. Kira couldn't care one bit about a dead lump of meat. Greeting\nalways was the best way to start or end a day. It was a highly intimate and\nloving affair where the dragons rubbed, licked, and nuzzled each other from the\ntips of their noses to the far end of their tails. Kira always took the paws.\nShe loved the curved shapes of the claws almost as much as tickling her quarry.\nProblem was, father's scaled paws were a real challenge to tickle. Kira tried\nto sneak her tongue under his toes, but the rest of her family gave her father\nno pause, licking at his snout or grooming his broad wings. They all pushed her\naway, eager to satisfy the golden scaled dragon with their affection.\nKira had enough when her own mother shoved her away to wrap\na wing around her mate and lick repeatedly at his snout. She retreated towards\nthe tail, doing her best to avoid tripping into the pile of limbs and tails and\npaws. It was rather easy to do so. Everybody was so distracted. Once she found\nherself free, Kira flared her wings and crouched. She pounced her father's\nrestless tail tip a couple of times, bit the arrow shaped tip or grabbed it\ninside her maw. Everything worked well, until Lashan invaded her little\nsanctuary. \nKira hissed at him. The male growled back. Another prod\nfollowed.\nThe irritated female started nibbling on her father's tail.\nShe wished her brother was the same, tough and resilient where problems were\ninvolved. Why did he pester her such? He licked or nibbled her wing every\nchance he got, turning from a sibling into an annoying menace. Kira wanted to\njust shove him away. She would have, if Father or Mother were away. More than\nher pestering brother, Kira herself loathed to be seen as that overeager\nhatchling who always ruined the greetings. \nShe focused her whole attention on the hard tail held\nbetween her jaws. The scales felt like polished stone to her tongue, hard and\ntasteless. She licked, then turned her head around to apply more pressure with\nthe side of her jaw. This ploy worked as long as she maintained her focus and\nignored Lashan's persistent prods. He wanted to speak.\nAnd right now, she just wanted to be left alone. He\nretreated after his sixth or seventh attempt, seeking solace under his Mother's\nwing. Yet as he left, Kira felt a little sad for being so cold to him. Hurting\nher brother hurt her too,...most of the times at least. Maybe she should have\ncomforted him somehow. Or maybe not. Ripping answers from him would have been\nas effective as clawing at a boulder. \nAfter the greeting ended, the two parents split the deer\nevenly between the whole family. Kira got a haunch this time. She picked the\nbloody piece in her mouth and made her way towards Father, who already dined on\nhis own meaty flank.\nHis azure eyes regarded her for a moment before they fixed\nback on the meal. He dug his dripping teeth into the flesh, ripping out a hefty\nchunk. He chewed on the succulent meat, growling with contentment before he\ngulped it down in one go.\n\"I know what you're going to say,\" Kira said after she\nplaced her meat down close to him.\n\"Tell me,\" the male licked his lips before delving in for\nanother bite.\nShe waited a moment. Was Father serious, or just trying to\npester her? \n\"You're going to send me under mother's wing, just because\nmy brother is there.\"\n\"Is that so?\" the golden male asked.\nKira nodded her head. \"I don't want to go. Not now,\" she\nthen started pushing the stag flank towards her father. \"I want to stay with\nyou.\"\nShe stopped when her father lifted his head. Kira thought\nshe was going to be turned down when he gazed behind her. A quick peek revealed\nthe rest of her family. Mother, with her fluffy back and feathery wings, and\nLashan...where was he? Kira couldn't spot him. He probably hid under her belly,\nas he often did when appetite eluded his maw. \n\"You can stay,\" Father's voice came, rich and powerful. He\nlifted one of his pale wings. \n\"There?\" Kira asked hesitantly. \"You're...welcoming me at your\nside?\"\n\"Where else? This rock is hardly a comfortable place to rest\non, even with all your fluff.\"\n\"Daddy, I...\" Kira squeaked with delight, forfeiting words for\nthe warm happiness growing inside her belly. She rushed towards her father,\ndisregarding the bloody meal he feasted on in her rush. Her paws tripped\nbetween the bones, and in less than a heartbeat Kira's clean fur met the\nsticky, warm, blood dripping pile of shattered sinews and ruptured meat. She\ngrowled in panic. Her wings beat furiously, yet her limbs still tangled within\nthe meaty mess. \nFather came to the rescue. He steadied the stag flank with\none huge fore paw, then sneaked his horned head under Kira's panicked form,\ngiving her the leverage she needed. The little female grabbed around his horns.\nSuddenly, the ground moved. Her claws came out at the same time as her panicked\ngrowl, but she needed no reason to fret. Her father's chest met her belly\nbefore the ground did, and his paws strapped her safely onto his belly. \n\"Kira...clumsy as ever.\"\nKira closed her eyes, hissing with defiance at the warm\ntongue rolling along her neck. \"I'm not- graar...not- raaawr...not dirty!\" \nThe male pulled his tongue back to regard her with an\ninquisitive gaze. \"Really? Care to step down and inspect your fine belly?\"\n\"No. Not now,\" she planted a quick lick on his nose. \"I want\nto stay here, on top of you.\"\n\"And ignore the tasty treat I brought?\"\n\"Yes!\" Kira dashed her little tongue along his lips once\nagain. \nThe male rumbled with enjoyment, his deep, warm purr flaring\nKira's need for love. She pushed her little head under his jaw, where she\nnuzzled fiercely along his golden scales. \n\"I missed you, daddy. I missed you so much.\"\n\"I missed you too, my little speck of sun.\"\n\"How much?\" Kira pushed her head around his maw to look into\none of his cerulean eyes.\n\"Hmm?\" \n\"Show me how much you missed me,\" she challenged with a cute\nsqueak.\nThe big male opened his maw. Rows of sharp, glistening teeth\nwere exposed to Kira's eyes. Some were bigger than her own paws, but she wasn't\nscared. The same dagger-like teeth held her when she was a couple months old,\nwhen her parents still moved from one cave to the other. Kira managed to lick\none of them before her father's rolling tongue washed over her face. She closed\nher eyes, basking in that heated sea of comfort and affection. It only lasted\nfor three licks, but to Kira it felt as fulfilling as hours spent nestled under\nher father's caring wing.\n\"That is suitable,\" she said.\n\"Only suitable?\" the male licked he again. \"I'm mildly\ndisappointed. You're never one to give up that easily.\"\n\"You'll give me more after I eat.\"\n\"You know me too well, daughter.\"\nKira enjoyed a few more licks before her father rolled on\nhis side, allowing her to step back onto the ground. She crawled towards her\nmeal, lazy from the hefty licks, then started picking apart the most tender\npieces. Kira lazily chewed the first bites, but as she ate more and more, she became\nfond of this stag's stubborn meat. He was more resilient than the doe she ate\ntwo days ago, a challenge in the eyes of an energetic hatchling. To impress her\nfather and to give the stag the needed respect, Kira feasted on the whole\nhaunch, only stopping when scraps littered the fang-scratched bones.\n\"I'm amazed.\"\n\"I know, I'm dirty,\" Kira started licking a fore paw before\nher father poked her wing with his tongue.\n\"Not that. I'm amazed something so little can eat so\nquickly. You reminded me of myself. When I was young, I hunted the biggest\nstags and brought them home all by myself. My mother often scolded me. There\nwere bears on the ground and Screechers in the sky. Any one of them could have\nhunted me down, but every full moon I proved her wrong by eating one of these\nmoon-grazing stags in front of her.\"\n\"A whole stag?\" Kira growled in surprise.\n\"All the way to the bones,\" the big male licked his lips. \"I\nregret nothing. They were as delicious as they are now, those stags. I should\nfly back to the NetherPeaks and bring you one of them.\"\n\"But that's a two days flight...I don't want to be alone for\nso long. I don't want you to go, daddy!\" Kira latched onto one of his paws,\nholding for dear life as she nuzzled up and down his scaly leg. He was the\nwarmth that kept her safe in the night, the smell that made her feel loved and\ncared for, the ground that supported her whole world. She never imagined being\naway from her parents for more than a day. Never.\nA large wing shadowed her head. Kira purred happily when the\nwarm puffs of his breath rolled along her fluffy neck. \n\"I'm not going unless you want me to,\" his tongue traveled\nslowly, passing her wing, then sliding along her flank to roll over her tail\nall the way to the tip. \"You're more important to me than any prey. Family is\neverything, and I would give my life to see you both become fully-fledged\ndragons.\"\n\"You already did.\"\nHis tongue came to an abrupt stop.\n\"The NorthWind,\" Kira continued. \"You defeated him atop the\nSkyStorm Mountain, and for your bravery he brought you back to life.\"\n\"Oh yes,\" the male resumed his licking. \"Graarh, that was\none tough fight. Hardest one of my life.\"\n\"But why do dragons have to die to make hatchlings?\" Kira\nasked. That story never stood well with her. It seemed rather ridiculous now\nhow both a male and a female needed to take on the same trial of death\ntogether. Why not two males, or two females, or more dragons for that matter?\n\"You're not made, Kira. You're given to us by the SkyFather.\nHe sees the whole world from his domain, and he decides what to send down to\nthe earth. Sometimes it's a bird. Other times it's a stag. The SkyFather keeps\nthe world in balance, and his sons help with that. Remember that he controls\nall winds, not just the northern one.\"\n\"Yes, you told me,\" Kira said. \"The Winds of Life roll along\nthe slopes of SkyStorm Mountain, breathing life into everything they touch. The\nNorthWind, being the strongest of the four brothers, gave us our wings. The\nEastWind traversed the lush valleys and spilled into the sea, creating fish and\nsealife. The SouthWind made trees and plants spring from barren soil, and the\nWestWind made the land dwellers, who graze on his brother's bounty.\"\n\"You remember well,\" Father said. \"But what about the\nStormWind? Did you leave him out on purpose?\"\n\"He was evil, and mean,\" Kira pulled away from her father's\npoking snout and hissed. \"Why couldn't he live alongside his brothers? He\nwanted to be better than them, and because of that everybody hated him, even\nthe SkyFather!\"\n\"Perhaps...perhaps,\" the scaled male rumbled. \"But try to\nthink a bit deeper, little Kira. Can forests live without rain? Could we\nsurvive without the water spilled from the clouds?\"\n\"No, but-\"\n\"There is order in everything, Kira. Maybe the SkyFather\nneeded a lesson of his own. He made his four elder sons equal, and ignored the\nfifth, thinking he could rule the skies on his own. If anything, I admire the\nStormWind.\"\nKira's hiss descended into a drawn out snarl. \"He fought his\nbrothers. He tried to kill his own father! He's evil. Evil evil evil!\"\n\"You're looking at his motivation, not the reason he wanted\nto obtain his power.\"\n\"It's the same,\" Kira coiled her tail around herself.\n\"StormWind destroyed everything his brothers created. He was mean, and I hate\nhim.\"\n\"You're still too quick to judge. Sit with me for a moment.\nLet me explain why the StormWind did what he did.\"\nKira crawled to her father's belly, where it was warm, and\nnice, and cozy. She wasn't interested in that silly legend anymore, but she loved\nto cuddle any chance she got. She happily pressed her back into his belly,\nlicking along that warm, leathery membrane that tied the dragon's wings\ntogether. It felt so smooth, almost like a dry, stranger sort of tongue. Even\nafter months of cuddling with her parents, Kira still remained fascinated with\nher father's unique features. His scales shone so bright when the sun caressed\nthem. His claws were so long and beautiful. His wings were huge, and his tail\ntip tempted her every time it rubbed along her side.\n\"Don't bite it,\" Father pushed the pesky tip under a hind\npaw, infuriating Kira even more. She tried pushing the toes apart, determined\nto grab what was rightfully hers.\n\"How much do you want it?\"\n\"A lot,\" Kira pawed at him. \"Just pull it out. Just one\nquick bite. Please!\"\n\"Fine,\" his tail sprang from its shelter, swishing before\nKira's glimmering eyes. \"You can grab onto my tail and play like a silly\nhatchling, or you can remain under my wing and listen to my story. What is more\nimportant to you?\"\n\"I...it's tempting,\" Kira switched between his tail and his\neyes. \"But...I think I'll get you!\" She pawed his tail away and surged towards\nhis neck to plant a quick lick under his chin. \nThe male rumbled with delight. \"You know each of my scales\nbetter than I do.\"\n\"That's why I wanted your tail, daddy. It will be my reward\nfor...for...for knowing you better than my brother!\" Kira said eagerly.\n\"Really?\" the male tilted his head. \"That can't be right.\nHe's your half. If anything, you should know every one of his feathers better\nthan my scales!\"\n\"I...I do. I think...maybe...\" Kira said, slightly hesitant to\nspill out her thoughts after what happened with Mother and Lashan. Could her\nfather know what that white liquid was, why brother became so big, or why\nmother took him inside her mouth like that?\n\"Something troubles you.\"\nKira froze. She shuddered when her father touched her,\nblaming the cold stone underneath her paws. The male rolled on his side,\npulling her closer to his warm belly.\n\"Better?\"\n\"Better,\" she purred softly.\n\"Then you can tell me what bothers you.\"\nHow lucky. Out of one problem, and straight into the next.\nKira couldn't speak about that particular incident, but she could talk about\nthe many times brother became big around her.\n\"I love Lashan as much as I love you, daddy. We grew up\ntogether, and we ate together, and we groomed each other many times, but I\nnever...I never got close to his male parts.\"\n\"Never?\"\nKira slowly nodded. She blinked once to moisten her eyes,\nthen snuggled fit against her Father. \"I touched him a few times there, but\nonly with my paw, and never when he became big. Why does that happen, daddy?\nWhy is his male thing doing that?\"\n\"He's just happy,\" he stretched his wing out to groom it.\n\"But you're happy too, and I never saw your male thing come\nout.\"\n\"I have better control over my emotions. Your brother will\ntoo, when he becomes older.\"\n\"I wish he was like you,\" Kira rolled her tongue along the\nsmaller scales of her father's belly while he licked his own wing. \"I mean I\nlike his fur, and his wings are sooo fluffy, but he doesn't have a hole like\nyou and mother do. Instead he has those strange stones that dangle between his\nlegs like fruits. He's weird.\"\nFather stopped for a moment. \"Don't talk about your brother\nlike that. He might be a little different, but he's yours, as much as you are\nhis.\"\n\"I know,\" Kira licked her little snout. \"I love him a lot,\neven if he is so bad at lying. I can always tell when he's happy or sad, all\nbecause of his male thing. It always comes out when he likes something, and\nremains inside when he feels sad or angry.\"\n\"Well, that should be his problem, not yours,\" Father said\nwith a stern prod on her side, which made Kira stumble over her growls. \"Are\nyou ready to listen to my story now?\"\nShe quickly grabbed his tail tip in her mouth and gave him a\nsharp, resounding squeak. She got a long tongue stroke between the eyes for\nthat. Kira loved her father. She loved him so much...\n\"After the SkyFather created the earth and entrusted life to\nhis four winds, he created the StormWind. I don't know why he made him. Even\nthe SkyFather was confused about this fifth son's purpose, because he could\nalready do everything on his own. Why entrust the clouds to a lesser son? The\nsky was his domain, and in his pride and arrogance, he thought he can clash the\nclouds day and night, over seas and lands, all by himself.\"\n\"Now the Father sounds mean,\" Kira added.\nFather ignored her comment. \"The StormWind pleaded with his\nfather. Every time the sun rose in the sky he asked for purpose, a reason for\nhis existence, and his father remained silent until the sun set. His son tried,\ntime and time again to talk with his father, to coerce him into telling him why\nhe was brought into the world, and one day his father lashed back. He told the\nStormWind he was an imperfection, a black cloud staining the radiant expanse of\nhis sky.\"\n\"He's mean...\" Kira pulled her wings close, bringing her\nfather's tail closer to her.\n\"The StormWind blamed his father for this mistake, and was\nhereby banished from his domain. The SkyFather was furious. He trapped the\nStormWInd between the earth and the sky to forever roam senselessly in search\nof his purpose. The StormWind traveled around the whole world for many eons in\nsearch for answers, witnessing the extinction of entire species, seeing his\nFather's world age before his very eyes. The StormWind waited so long, Kira. So\nlong, bearing only rage and regret inside him. Many would have given to\ndespair, but he pressed on, knowing the answers he sought were out there. And\none day, he found them.\"\n\"He did?\" Kira dropped the tail from her mouth.\n\"Indeed. Below him lay the perfect earth cared by the\nSkyfather's four sons, and above stretched the vast expanse of the sky. One\ncouldn't exist without the other. The Earth needed the tears of the clouds to\nfeed, as the Sky needed the Earth's waters to ascend and form clouds.\"\n\"I'm confused. That sounds so complicated. It isn't an\nanswer, but a riddle!\" Kira squeaked with displeasure.\nHer father gently nuzzled her head. \"It's a very simple one.\nCome on, the StormWind wasn't the most intelligent being of the world, and he\nfigured it out. Try it.\"\nKira hissed for a bit before she contorted her muzzle in\nconcentration. \"He wanted to kill one of his brothers, and break the order\nsettled between them.\"\n\"Close,\" the male said. \"Very close. He fought them all at\nthe same time, by traveling so fast around the world that the winds themselves\nstuck to him. They surrounded the StormWind, giving him a cloak made of\ntempest, claws of lightning, fangs of ice, and a howling roar that instilled\nterror into everything it touched.\"\n\"He became a storm!\" Kira said excitedly. \"That's why he's\ncalled the StormWind. That was his purpose, to ride the winds, but he couldn't\ndo so because his daddy held him back!\"\n\"Exactly,\" Father growled excitedly. \"He didn't want to harm\nhis brothers, because without them, he couldn't exist. He didn't even want to\nhurt his father, just prove him that he was not a failed creation created\nwithout purpose. With the howling winds under his command, the StormWind\ncreated the biggest storm known to the world. Many plants perished, many\ncreatures died. Grounds clashed and smashed, forming mountains and valleys,\nforever changing the world as the SkyFather and his sons knew it.\"\n\"Wow...\" Kira sighed with fascination. \"Weren't they angry,\ndaddy? Weren't they upset?\"\n\"They were very angry, and very upset. The StormWind was\nstripped of his powers and exiled so high into the sky he couldn't control a\nfickle breeze, but the damage had already been done. The ferocity of the first\nstorm remained behind, altering the creatures, arming them with claws and fangs\nin the wake of the devastation. That's how the first predators came to be.\"\n\"And that's what we are too...\" the little female unsheathed\nher claws. \"The meat we ate...from the stag...he had to die so we could live.\"\nHer father nuzzled her with reassuring rubs. \"Don't be sad,\ndaughter. This is the way of the world. Like the StormWind, we too have a\npurpose. If the deer are left unchecked, they will eat the grass, the plants,\neven the trees. Ultimately, they will grow so numerous that some of them will\nstarve and die.\"\n\"That makes sense,\" Kira nodded. \"But...how can deer become\nmany? Do they have to fight off a powerful enemy too?\"\n\"That's a talk for another time,\" the male said.\n\"But I want to know!\" Kira insisted, sharply poking her\nfather right between the nostrils.\nShe squeaked when her side was savagely attacked by her\nfather's tongue. \"What you need is to get cleaned before the blood toughens.\"\n\"It tickles. It tickles!\" she squirmed, pawing and clutching\nhelplessly at his horned head.\n\"Then you should try and remain still!\"\n\"I will! Just- just a moment, please!\"\nHe retreated just when her breath threatened to stick in her\nthroat. Kira took a few hefty gulps of air, then rolled on her back, exposing\nher dirty belly to her father's inquisitive snout. She found it curious how his\nnostrils flared. She wasn't smelling so good. The blood filled the air with a\nheavy scent akin to damp caves.\nAnd father seemed to like it. He hovered between her legs,\ninhaling the smell of her fur until one of her paws pushed between his\nnostrils. The male quickly licked it, then started grooming Kira in his\nearnest. \nShe relaxed in the caressing feeling of his tongue. It slid\nso carefully along her fur, so slowly, so warmly. Kira soon started to purr\nwith utter delight. With her eyes closed, she reached towards the top of the\ncave, clawing and grabbing at bare air, stretching her wings in the same manner\nas her toes until that moist tongue met her sensitive pads. Kira yelped softly\nevery time that happened. The first contact felt so infuriatingly ticklish, but\nthe following strokes smoothened that annoying feeling into something warm and\nenjoyable. She spread each of her padded toes, making it easy for her father to\nslide between them. Oh, how much she loved when his meaty tongue scratched\nthose hidden places. Kira growled with delight, sometimes so loud she had to\nsmother her own pleasure. \nRelief came to her when the silky tongue fell upon her\nbelly. It didn't tickle that bad there. Father's swirling motion was really\ngood at keeping the tickles away. Only his grazing teeth were a slight cause of\nconcern. Kira's claws came out every time he pulled onto a patch of clumped fur\nto straighten it out. \nThat didn't last long though. The bright source of her\ncomfort soon slid toward her flanks, first licking the outside, then washing\nalong the insides. So warm...so warm, and so close to her private parts. Kira's\nnethers tingled with mysterious heat. She blamed it on the licks. Every\ngrooming session made her feel warm and cozy, but now it felt even more\nintense. Her crevice shuddered on its own accord, and Kira growled, too dazed\nby the comforting bliss to care. All she wanted was one last lick on the bare\npads of her hind paws. A touch that would make her toes spread and shudder with\nripples of delight.\nHer father provided it. He licked each of her paws so\nthoroughly he left his daughter panting for air. Just when Kira thought she\nsampled every pleasure from this grooming session, her father surprised her\neven further by dashing his tongue along that spot reserved only for her own\ntongue. \nKira's jaws tensed with strain. Her whole body quivered when\nthat slick, foreign tongue passed over her special crevice. Motes of heat\nrushed into her flesh, and Kira pulled her legs back, toes curling with eerie\neffort. She felt on the edge of bursting from all the pressure exerted upon her\nmuscles, but she held back. \nShe held back until that tongue returned to kiss her slit a\nsecond time with its wet, infuriatingly soft embrace. Kira couldn't hold\nherself back this time. She parted her maw, growling what seemed to be a mix\nbetween a whine and a roar. Her muscles suddenly quaked, and her body jerked. A\nsurge traveled along her body, vanishing as quick as it appeared. \nKira didn't know what it was, or how it happened. She was\nonly aware of the smoldering heat burning under her fur, and the overly wet\nsensation around her private parts. \nBy all the winds. The Sickness. The sickness was back, and\nshe forgot to tell her father about it!\n\"D-daddy?\" Kira blinked twice, her eyes feeling unusually\nmoist as well. \nThere was no reply, nor a touch. The warmth of his rolling\ntongue left behind only slick saliva, easily caressed by the cold touch of the\ncave currents.\n\"Daddy, I forgot...I forgot to tell you...but I'm sick. My\nmother caught it first, then my brother, and I got it too. Daddy?\"\nStill no reply. Kira rolled on her side. Then, she saw him.\nHis broad wing was drooping low to the ground, concealing his whole side from\nview. Kira found that mysteriously odd, though not as bizarre as her father's\ntrembling jaws. He stared at his paws, sliding his claws slowly along the\nground. No, not sliding them. Gripping.\nHis paws were shaking too, along with his twitching tail.\nHis wing joints weren't spared either, jolting up with every breath he took.\nA cold snake rushed through Kira's spine. Her fur stood on\nend, wings flaring with concern. She crawled towards her father, licking at his\nneck, trying to banish the strange affliction with her little tongue.\n\"Daddy, why are you trembling? Do you have the sickness too?\nIs it...is it my fault?\"\n\"No...\" the dragon finally growled a reply.\nHe was in pain. He was suffering. Kira rushed under his\nhead, then hoisted herself on her hind legs to lick around his jaw.\n\"Please don't be sick. Please don't be sick!\nBut he was, shivering from every joint of his body. Kira\ndropped back on her fours and curled between her father's fore legs. \n\"It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone to mother! Shouldn't\nhave allowed her to take brother inside her mouth! His sticky made it all\nworse!\"\n\"His-his what?\" the male voice crackled with weakness.\n\"I'll tell you only if you tell me what's happening.\"\n\"Nothing is happening, little Kira,\" the male brought his\nhead down to lick her. \"Everything is fine. Everything is alright...\"\nKira ignored the warm nuzzles, disregarded his wet tongue\nfor the shivers that rolled inside his maw. He was sick, and he refused to say\nhow or why!\nShe took a deep breath, preparing to roar at him with all\nher might. A strange, pungent scent rolled inside her nostrils. Kira's roar\nturned into a series of coughs as the smell took her senses by storm. It was\nstrong, yet suave. Sweet, but at the same time rather wild. Strangely, Kira\ndidn't find it displeasing. She was curious to see where it came from, and the\nnext breath she took revealed the path. \nShe surged under her father's wing, pushing her little snout\nunder the male's scaled belly. Kira took a deep breath, then shivered from the\npotency of this new and exciting aroma. It was definitely hiding there, right\nunder his belly.\n\"Kira...\"\n\"It's there. I can smell it,\" she tried pushing one of her\npaws through without much success.\n\"Get back. Please. I'll explain everything.\"\n\"No. I want to see it! Want to know what it is!\"\nHis big snout tried to shove her away time and time again,\nbut Kira failed to relent. When her paws failed to sneak beneath his belly, she\npushed herself into his leg and tried to pry his flank apart from his side. She\nbarely managed to push her snout through. Father was really strong, and very\npersistent. His horned head snuck beneath her own tail, surged along her belly,\nand in the blink of an eye Kira's paws left the ground. She sailed through the\nair, wings flaring with the desperation to find any reliable source support.\nFather's wing flared out, Kira fell right into it, rolling onto the ground with\na whine.\nShe crawled forth, dirtying her belly with the cave's grime,\nsuffering through the coldness, ignoring her father's pleas. His belly was all\nshe saw before her eyes, his strange scent all she smelled through every,\nbefore his head blocked her path. A gust of warmth rolled over her, making the\nlittle hatchling shudder under the warm breeze's might.\n\"Stop. Just stop.\"\nIt felt so tempting to do so. The comfort of his tongue was\njust one step away. \nKira pushed herself past his nostrils. She managed two\nsluggish steps before his growl made her ears flatten along her head. She knew\nvery well what that meant. A paw over her body, a wing on top of her head, and\na tail holding her limbs pressed into each other. \n\"You can't hold me. I know you are sick. I can smell it as\nwell as you can!\"\n\"And what can you do about it, my daughter? Fight? Try\nfighting with all you've got.\"\nKira strained with all her might. It was all useless. Her\nwings had no room to flare, her legs already felt stiff with exertion, and her\ntail barely moved, pinned down by father's scaly one. \n\"Grrarrrhh! I'll...I will...grrraaarrrrr!\"\n\"You will give me the chance to explain.\"\n\"What?\" Kira snarled. \"What can you explain? Can you tell me\nabout mother's sickness, or brother's growing male thing? What about the thing\nthat came out of him? He fouled mother's mouth, and she took it all in!\"\n\"Yes. I know what that is. Now please, give me the chance to\ntalk properly. I can't weave my words if you keep struggling like a dying\ndeer.\"\nKira relaxed somewhat. \"I don't want to know that. Not now.\"\n\"Isn't knowledge what you're after?\"\n\"Not now,\" she repeated, then slowly inched closer towards\nFather's snout. \"I want to see it, daddy. Show me what you hide under your\nbelly, or I will go to mother or brother about it.\"\n\"It's nothing. Why are you so adamant into chasing bare\nwinds?\"\n\"I'll see it. Maybe not now, or tomorrow, but when you\nsleep, I will see it!\"\n\"You're never going to let this go, are you?\"\nKira gave a firm nod of her head. \"Never.\"\n\"Very well then. I will satisfy your curiosity,\" the male\nlifted his wing. \"But you have to promise to listen to me after I do so.\"\n\"I will, I will. Just loosen your tail a bit. My paws are\nstarting to tingle.\"\nThe grip vanished, leaving Kira with a lot of questions and\nvery little means to get her answers. She had two choices. Either dive under\nfather's leg and push it apart, or agree to his demands. The second option\nsounded so boring. The call for adventure always enticed her more, yet every\nhatchling had to grow. More than anything, Kira wanted to know the origins of\nthe strange sickness. Only with her father's help she could hope to abolish it\nfrom its very core.\n\"I will listen,\" Kira said and nuzzled under his neck. \"I\npromise to do everything you ask of me, daddy.\"\nShe was welcomed with nuzzles and licks. \"Just don't tell\nanyone yet. This isn't how I planned to solve this particular affair, but it\nseems your sharpness got the best of me. Are you sure you want to gain this\nknowledge? Sometimes, there is no way back.\"\nKira made up her mind ages ago. \"Roll on your side before I\npounce you.\"\nThe male rumbled with amusement. \"You truly are my daughter.\nRemember, no words or loud roars. It might not be what you expect.\"\nUnexpected surprises made for the most exciting discoveries.\nKira licked at her father's maw, smothering him with affection until he finally\ndecided it was time reveal his hidden secret. With his wing lifted out of the\nway, he pushed himself on his side. His hind leg sprang into the air, claws\ncurling inwards when a thick, meaty protrusion slapped into the ground. \nHer father growled at the nuisance. Kira did too, only that\nher stiff maw refused to open properly. It was so big. So swollen. So...wet. A\npuddle of clear slime soaked her father's belly, making his scales shiny and\nthe stone below dark and slimy. The smell was exactly as she expected it to be,\nraw and pleasant. An overly sweet tinge washed inside her nostrils, making them\nitchy for more. Kira's breaths picked up. Her heart thrummed quicker in her\nchest. Many different emotions rushed through her body, eliciting a similar\nnumber of reactions. \nWhat was she supposed to do now? Turn around and flee in\nmother's embrace? Stay here and look at father's secret? \nOr approach and inspect it from up-close? That last thought\nterrified and excited her in equal measures, for she didn't know what to expect\nfrom the mean monster raging under her father's belly.\n\"It's big, I know. And probably slightly displeasing.\nGenders are something many hatchlings are familiar with throughout their youth,\nbut they never explore them properly, or learn their true purpose.\"\nKira blinked, her eyes still fixed on father's secret. It\nwas a male thing. Obviously. She knew that from Lashan. But she didn't expect\nit to look so different. Instead of a tapered tip, her father had a head,\nslightly bigger than the throbbing shaft of the organ, almost arrow-shaped were\nit not for the blunt way it ended. The little hole punched through his tip\ndripped with clear fluid, adding more to the pool spreading below. \nKira slowly took her eyes off the spurting tip and looked at\nthe ridges instead. The head had little protrusions behind it, like spikes, but\nmuch smaller and softer by the looks of it. She had no idea what their purpose\nwas. She didn't even know why Father's male thing jumped up and down so randomly!\n\"Daughter, it's alright if you feel disturbed. I'll just...we\ncan talk about something else.\"\nHe prepared to shift back on his belly when Kira's maw\nerupted with an unsure squeak. \"Don't.\"\nFather's eyes squinted with curiosity. \"You've seen it.\nShouldn't that be enough for now?\"\n\"No,\" Kira said, willing her paws to move towards the\nthrobbing cordon. \n\"I know I made you a promise, but-\"\n\"I want to see it. See it from up-close.\"\nHe knew he wasn't going to win, so he settled back on the\nground. With his wing and legs out of the way, Kira approached. She was aware\nof her father's lingering gaze, but his maleness made her even more curious.\nShe stopped just a step away from it, sitting so close that she could feel the\nwarmth radiating from its bare form, and smell the thick haze impregnated on\nits surface. \nKira jerked back when it jerked upwards. She was quick, yet\nnot fast enough to count in the descent. Drops of slime latched on her fur when\nthe monster fell into the puddle of its own making.\n\"It's on me!\" she flapped her wings. \"Sticky! The sticky is\non me!\"\n\"It's harmless, my dear daughter,\" Father said after he\nwashed his tongue around her whole body. \"See?\" he dabbed his tip into the\nslimy patch, washing his tongue around until a sizable amount of fluid clung\nonto it. \nKira snarled when that thick, cold slime went directly into\nhis maw. Just like her mother, Father swallowed everything in one single go.\n\"Gross...\"\n\"It's nothing to be ashamed about, daughter. A female\nwouldn't be very eager to take an arid male inside her.\"\n\"In-inside?\" Kira asked. \"What does that mean, daddy? Why\ninside?\"\nThe big dragon placed his head at her feet and smiled.\n\"You're so young. I was about your age when I started getting curious about my\ngender. Didn't you ever lick yourself down there?\"\n\"Down where?\" Kira looked under an upraised wing. \n\"Between your legs, silly!\" her father sneaked his tongue\nbetween her four feet, tickling the insides of her flanks. \n\"Oh, there,\" Kira licked her little snout. \"I clean myself\ndaily, just like mother told me!\"\n\"Just cleaning? Weren't you ever tempted to push a little\ndeeper to see what hides inside your slit?\"\nKira squinted her eyes in confusion. Inside? There was\nnothing inside. She would have known if something hid there. \nFather's warm touch dispelled her reverie. \"It's alright.\nSome hatchlings are slower than others, but similarly brilliant in other\naspects. You hunted your first squirrel before I even knew how to properly\npounce my nest mates!\"\n\"You're talking too much, daddy,\" Kira licked his lips to\nshow him she still loved him, then turned her head towards his belly. \"Tell me\nabout that red thing. You promised to tell me!\"\n\"What do you want to know, my little jewel?\"\nDifficult question, that. She never imagined she would be\nplaced in this particular situation. When thoughts failed to properly align in\nher head, Kira heeded to the call of her instincts. Like she did during a\nhunting session, she approached with careful steps. First, she sniffed the air.\nThe bittersweet miasma made her heart race in her chest, a real treat to her\ninexperienced nostrils. Once she got acquainted with the scent of her prey,\nKira stretched her neck to get a closer look. Then, she walked around the ruddy\nprotrusion. She noticed the large tubes bloating with every jerk under the\nmonster's surface, the soft, yet resilient skin that glistened with a warm\naura, and lastly, the bulges standing before the entrance of her father's\nspread slit. The ending of his male thing was big, bulbous, covered in the same\nsoft barbs as the ridge circling the back of his head.\nBut that wasn't what captivated her attention. Her father's\nslit did. Normally, it looked like her own rift, protected by small, pebbly\nscales. Now, when his maleness came out, it looked more like a blooming flower\nthan a crevice, exposing its wet, fleshy insides and winking at Kira with every\nbeat of her father's heart.\nShe wasn't disturbed by the strange sight. She loved her\nfather. From the tip of his snowy claws to the edge of his horns and the far\nedges of his tail, Kira knew him as intimately as she knew herself. She was a\nlittle surprised, yes, and maybe just a little bit disgusted by the sticky\nwater, but her curiosity cared not for such restrictions. Tempted by the\npleasant smell and pushed forward by her nagging instincts, Kira touched the\nmonster with the tip of her nose. \nHer father jerked into the air. She pulled back, then rolled\nout her tongue, washing it along that hot, slimy flesh. She heard her father\nhissing from behind, but she ignored him. This strange protrusion was sweeter\nthan she expected, and deliciously warm. Kira lapped with her little tongue,\ndashing quick strokes along the budging veins, then between them. Each lick brought\nfresh reserves of sweetness into her mouth, urging her to gather more and more.\n\nShe rolled her tongue over the pebbly edge of his head. The\nwing above collapsed on top of her head, and a hind paw grabbed at her tail.\nKira hissed softly, then kept licking. It tasted so good. Every time she\nswallowed the sweet concoction, her heart thumped just a little harder.\nPleasant warmth surged through her frame, exploding in tingling heat once it\nreached her slit. Something felt strangely good. She had no idea why, or how.\nShe only wanted to eat more of that sweet slickness. \nAnd Father's tip oozed relentlessly. Kira licked quickly\naround the head, only to find it too restless for her liking. She clutched it\nbetween her front paws. Another growl came from behind, slightly longer and\nmore desperate than the first. \nThere was no time for distractions or worries. She had to\nlick. Had to feast.  The female's eager\ntongue lapped around the entirety of the head, collecting whatever remained of\nthe hot sludge. Then, Kira slid towards his secret passage. She stuck her\ntongue inside that little hole, where warmth and moisture reigned together. Her\nreward was immediate. A hot spurt bathed her tongue, diving straight towards\nher mouth. Kira opened slightly too late. Much of the fluid hit her in the\nnose, causing her to choke and shake her head. \nHer father growled yet again, and Kira felt a force tugging\nfrom behind. She pushed her muzzle against the generous hole, flicking her\ntongue inside, tickling the walls, drinking two weaker spurts before she was\nviolently shoved backwards. \nShe fell on her back, exposed before her father's azure\neyes, defenseless to his bared, glistening fangs.\n\"I told you to stop. Why didn't you? We had a deal, Kira!\"\n\"I...I didn't hear...\" she winced, fully expecting to be\npunished.\n\"I was talking to you the whole time. Didn't you hear\nanything from what I said?\"\nShe shook her head. \"Nothing. Just growls. I tried to pull\nback, but it was so sweet...you tasted so sweet, daddy, almost like her...\"\n\"Like who?\" the dragon asked. \"Who are you talking about,\nKira?\"\n\"Mother. She was swollen too. And red, just like you. I\nfound it first, and Lashan helped me. We licked it together, daddy. Mother was\nfurious at first, pushing us back, telling us it's bad, but she started\ngrowling so strangely, almost like...almost like she was in pain...\"\nFather pulled his head back. \"Are you sure it wasn't a\ndream? You're at the age when-\"\n\"We didn't hurt her, daddy,\" Kira rolled onto her feet. \"We\nhelped, right? We didn't hurt her!\"\n\"Your mother...how to put this? She has this-\"\n\"I know she's sick!\" Kira pushed herself into his chest,\nrubbing furiously against him, desperate for her Father's reassurance.  \"We all got it after we licked her, but I was\nangry, and lonely, and sad! I couldn't...just couldn't...\" Kira's words slowly\ndescended into mournful growls. \n\"It's alright,\" her father's warm tongue washed around her\nhead, cleaning the traces of the sweet sticky. \"You didn't hurt her, sweet\nKira. You would never hurt your mother.\"\nKira slowly turned her head around to look him in the eyes.\n\"What happened to her, daddy? Why is she sick? Why are you so big and so sweet?\nThe sweet pee that comes out of your male thing...it tastes almost like mommy's.\"\n\"It does...it does...just stay still for a moment and stop\nbarraging me with all these squeaky growls!\"\n\"But I'm warm!\" the little hatchling complained. \"My fur\nfeels strange and my paws tickle. I'm sick, daddy.\"\n\"No, my sweet, innocent daughter. This isn't a sickness.\nWhat you are experiencing is perfectly normal. Every hatchling goes through\nthis stage at some point in their lives.\"\n\"What stage, daddy? What stage?\"\n\"Adulthood.\"***END COMMENTS***More lessons, more information, more lust! Kira gets closer and closer to unveiling a mystery that's been bothering her for far too long. If you liked this chapter, please consider fav'ing or commenting. You know what else makes this kitty extremely happy? 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