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A red dragon sat above the rolling hills of the allagan ruins of seal rock. Many sites like this are scattered across the continent. Ancient technology from an empire long gone waiting to be explored or destroyed. The dragon sat upon one of these towers with little interest in the glowing technological wonder. The young dragon flexed her talons on the metal. The very technology that was once used to capture and control her kind. But she held no ill will. Her bloodline thought that living with the inhabitants of this star would prove a more positive relationship. Fylgja agreed and sought to fulfill that destiny.

Shouting and clashing weapons approached. Humans were on the battlefield sparring. They weren’t at war, but they still used the old battlefield to spar. Growing their skills of steel and magic while remembering the scars of conflict. It kept them humble. The dragon stooped low to her stomach to keep out of sight from the humans, a stray eye-catching her might turn the sparring match into a hunting party.

The mock battle raged for a few hours. Healers kept up with wounds to prevent permanent damage. The raging spiritual aether poured out from all involved as they used their spirit to enhance their abilities. The dragon closed her eyes to sense more of this power to guide her to what she desperately wanted in her life once more. The song of battle trilled in her voice, the same song her father sang.

After watching this battle, one soul’s aether was brighter than the rest. He was cautious, waiting until the right moment for the strike. A master with axe, sword, and staff he controlled the battle. Dark leather hid his face, and a hooded tunic covered the rest of his features. The only splash of color was a fancy hat with chocobo feathers decorating him with red and gold. Fylgja licked her maw in anticipation of meeting this individual.

She observed their entire campaign. When he wasn’t fighting and training, he visited and cared for the insured in the medical tents. The concern he had for his comrades was like one she knew many years ago. She hoped for a chance to prove herself to this human.

In the early mornings of the following day, they filed back onto the ship. Fylgja closed her eyes to imprint the man’s aura in her mind. She wanted him to stay behind and fight more. But his energy was relaxing, fading to the background of the land. She opened her crimson wings to take flight and followed high above the ship back to the docks near the human city next to the ocean.

The docks were massive. Warships were scattered and docked on all sides of the wooden dock island. From gunboats to a humble schooner their sails were tucked away. Several boats were torn asunder and merged with the dock like a nut splitting open and taking root. The internal compartments were stripped away to make room for shops and eateries. Warships turned to entertainment and leisure. She closed her eyes again to feel the aether flow once more. She descended, closer, and closer to find the human.

"DRAGON!" a woman's voice screamed.

"It's right there, man the cannons!" There was panic in the restaurant. Doors and shudders slammed as the humans drew weapons.

Fylgja knew the safe distance and just circled. Unfortunately, she couldn’t feel his aether presence. He was either not there, or he wasn’t fearful of a dragon. She opened her eyes to pinpoint the man. After another pass, she saw him. Standing in the center of the dock as scrambling ants of humans circled him to the dock’s defenses. He looked directly at her.

The warrior was idle, judging her from a hundred yalms away. He didn’t even draw a weapon to defend himself. A smaller human joined his side, they spoke to each other as the cannons were loaded.

With a quick dive, Fylgja avoided every shot fired at her. Her horns and spines glowed a bright red as she circled closer. A deep bellow freed a pillar of fire just above the heads of the would-be attackers. The adventures scattered in all directions several diving into the waters below.

Fylgja spoke in a boisterous dragonspeak, “Come warrior, come one with the bright spirit of battle, I wish to speak with you.”

The warrior whispered a few words to his friend and then stepped forward. His garb evaporated in a flash to a gleaming full plate of silver armor with a bright blue and white tabard. Panic died down when he changed. His mere presence was enough to calm the crowd.

Fylgja landed, shaking the entire dock with her heft. A sneering smile spread on the dragon's maw. “I saw you fight. I was impressed. So impressed, I wish to join you on your adventures. My name is Fylgja daughter of Ratatoskr’s brood.” The warrior silently listened carefully, Fylgja knew he was understanding her tongue. She licked her maw before continuing, “I traveled far and witnessed many great humans, their glory on the battlefield. But you have gotten me curious. I wish to know more.”

The warrior picked up on the look in her eyes. The same look that many dragons have given him in the past. The same lust-filled gaze that Ehll Tou does when he returns after sending her away. Flared nostrils, dilated pupils, the drool at the corner of her maw. She undulated her body like a snake ready to strike.

“I have been shunned before by your kind. I pray you will take me to be your consort.”

The man’s eyes were wide, and he opened his mouth about to answer her when another dragon fell from the sky. She spat a curse of fire at the surprised interloper. “I see you! That’s my consort you bloated wyrm!”

“Who are you dragonet?” Fylgja examined this dragon carefully. She was unusual, standing like a therapod with dragonet scale patterns and accessories decorating her claws and head, “What kind of dragon are you?”

“I am no dragonet! My name is Ehll Tou, I’m also of Ratatoskr’s brood!”

Fylgja was surprised, she rose to her hind legs to get a better look. Also, to demonstrate her size to the other dragoness. “A new evolution? Where do you hail from?”

“Dravanian and where are you from?”

“I was raised near Zadnor to the east. I left my nest to seek a human worthy of song.”

“He’s my human!” Ehll Tou growled aggressively.

This didn’t deter the other dragoness. She was giddier about that news. A flame of excitement escaped upward, “That’s great! I’m overjoyed to see such a warrior partnered with another of my kin.”

“What do you mean?”

“Has he performed sexual favors with you? Has he taken you to his chambers? Pray tell me.”

Ehll Tou tilted her head to the side. She reiterated, “But he’s my human...”

“And? Dragonkind live long lives and some have many consorts. Do you find him not worthy?”

Ehll Tou’s nostrils flared. She puffed up her cheeks, “He may be worthy, but humans only have one mate.”

Fylgja smirked digging into the dragoness’ insecurities. “Great humans also take many consorts. The last human I traveled with had a few.”

“What humans have you witnessed?”

Fylgja looked around at the humans who were cowering in fear. She didn’t see anyone like the humans she saw. “Uh, well. The garlean human.” She tapped her forehead with a claw. “The one with the dot. A great man that had two consorts.”

“So why don’t you go back to him.” Ehll Tou huffed and waved the other dragon away.

“He didn’t want me that way.” She bowed her head and scraped her claw. The feeling of rejection still scarred her heart. “Even after my evolution, he grew ever more distant. I stayed by his side even though he didn’t return my love. He perished on the battlefield. Your human reminded me of that man. He was noble and fought with all his heart.”

Ehll Tou glanced over to the warrior and then back at Fylgja. “He’s special and he treats me as if I were his species.”

“I can see, your scales are radiant. I never heard of an evolution that maintains the dragonet scale pattern.” Fylgja stepped closer to the dragoness and walked around her a few times, coiling her long body to get an eyeful. Ehll Tou had ball joints in her shoulder which gave her incredible flexibility. “What purpose were you evolved for?”

“I study crafting. My consort and other humans taught me, eventually, my body evolved to better suit the skill and more.”

“More?”

Ehll Tou twisted her hindquarters to the dragon and lifted her tail. Her rump revealed a vertical scaly vulva and a dark anus. Fylgja’s jaw opened slightly, the dragoness evolved to accept human biology perfectly. Unlike her cloaca which would still please a human, however, it lacks the enticing appearance of the flower Ehll Tou had.

Ehll Tou wore a smug smile on her muzzle, proud of what she had hidden under her tail. “As you can see, I’m perfectly evolved to please my human consort. And we perform our duties with each other often.”

“I can see.” Fylgja turned her back nearly knocking Ehll Tou with her tail. “Well, you may have a more human anatomy, I still have the peak evolution of a true dragon. Eventually, I will become a great wyrm like our foremother.” She raised her tail to Ehll Tou to show off her horizontal slit. The motion was smooth and Fylgja’s wings spread wide with pride.

To onlookers, it appeared to be a strange ritual. They batted each other around with their tails and took turns examining each other. The warrior of light was covering his face in embarrassment understanding everything they were talking about.

“I think I like you,” Ehll Tou admitted. She scratched under her chin for a moment thinking about the possibilities and what this could add to the relationship between her and the warrior. She then smiled brightly at the new dragoness, “I do admit that having a second dragon around might make the times he sends me away less boring. And even with my anatomy, I get exhausted quickly from mating.”

Fylgja was about to seal the deal. She would get to be with the warrior. She just needed to offer a little more to the alpha consort. “I’m glad you appreciate me,” Fylgja nuzzled Ehll Tou gently with her snout, “I’ll keep you both company.” Her tongue flicked out and licked the other dragon’s maw.

Ehll Tou’s nose flared at the obvious lesbian intentions, “This will be fun. I may already have some plans on what we should do. Having a second dragon around will help me considerably with my studies. But first, have you ever mated with a human before?”

Fylgja frowned, being turned down by the other great human she met, “I have not.”

“You’re going to be in for a shock. My first time I couldn’t fly for a week.”

Fylgja trembled with anticipation at the remarks. Not only was the human a perfect combatant but he also had a streak of xenophilia. “This means you accept me as a consort?”

“I pondered what you said, and you’re right. My man deserves to have more. His happiness is my happiness.”

The warrior swallowed audibly as they finished their conversation. His smaller female friend snickered at the obvious embarrassment the man was feeling. Neither one of the dragons spoke to the warrior. His opinion on the matter was meaningless to dragonkind apparently. Fylgja looked at the human up and down. A line of drool dripped from her chin thinking about some hidden thoughts.

Ehll Tou slipped around his back and rested her heavy head on his shoulder and spoke common, "My relative and I have come to an agreement, let's fly back to the nest."

"What!?" he yelped just as her talons grabbed each arm picking him up and sailing into the skies. His decision was quite decided for him like so many in his past.

The little human was rolling on her back. "Puahaahahaha!" She wiped away tears of laughter and yelled out to the trio before they left earshot, "When you get finished you still owe me lunch!"

***

They flew to a distant island. The island was the warrior’s home away from home. An adventurer’s reward for years of hard work and a tenacious little lalafell. Ehll Tou called it her nesting grounds. A near fully automated farm, mill, and crafting factory. Robotic mammets operated the island’s exports and imports, and their master was the warrior. Several were specifically instructed to care for Ehll Tou while the warrior ran off to fight another god-like being that endangered the planet and universe.

When they approached marble stones etched the trails like veins that curved with the mountain and hills. Some mammets were walking along the path carrying goods and supplies to the factory in upper levels for processing.

Ehll Tou set the warrior at the beach. Throughout the entire flight she spoke volumes about the crafts she worked on and was more than happy to get the other dragoness’ opinion on such matters. After all, she was working hard to try and create items dragons would use. Fylgja listened carefully to the ideas. Clothing and accessories to be worn over the scaly hide and decorations for different horn types interested her greatly.

The warrior rotated his shoulders from the rough flight. Her talons did a number on him.

“Sorry,” Ehll Tou said, nudging her man with her blunt snout. “I didn’t mean to be so rough with you.”

“It’s all right, just please don’t do that dance again.”

Ehll Tou smirked knowing the inspection the dragons did on one another. “I was just having some fun with my kin. Do you know how hard it is to find a dragon around my age with my interests? I get lonely…”

The warrior patted her on the snout and sighed, “I’ve been neglectful. I know we don’t spend as much time as we would both like. Obligations get in the way.”

“I would like to apologize as well,” Fylgja interjected. “I was overly excited myself and didn’t mean to just inject myself.”

The warrior smiled at the new dragon. He stepped closer to her and examined her blazing yellow eyes. She looked powerful and no doubt could hold her own in combat. She would also help Ehll Tou with her research and further her goals, “It’s fine, you are family and Ehll Tou likes you. But, please refrain from trotting around humans in that way.”

Fylgja nodded, “I had such talks with my previous human. Telling me to tuck my tail and to travel to more secluded areas so I could bathe.”

“Humans are so strange,” Ehll Tou said rolling her eyes, “They’ll wear nearly no clothing at all when they travel to the beach and then get upset at me when I roll on my back to scratch between my wings.”

The warrior drooped his shoulders and let out an exasperated sigh, “Yes, I heard this before. Humans are weird about that stuff. It’s our culture. I just ask that you don’t do such things in human areas. Now please, let me go get us some food before I die from starvation.”

“Fish sounds lovely.” Ehll Tou suggested. nudging her man with her tail, “While you gather the fish, I’ll show Fylgja around the nest and get her settled.”

The warrior approved of the idea. Patting her again. His eyes trailed to the other dragon, he wasn’t sure what to expect, but dragonkind continued to surprise him. His eyes drifted toward her large haunches, Fylgja’s body was quite attractive, muscular, and pleasing as most. Her size wasn’t daunting like some of the elder dragons that attempted to seduce him. He pondered on the source of the strange fascination dragons had with him as he left for the beaches.

The two dragons took to the air around the island. Warm beaches to sunbathe, cool springs to drink from, and a variety of wild game and domestic animals to feast upon. They even saw the warrior of light strip down to nothing as he dove into the calm waters with a spear. Fyglja’s gaze was glued to his muscular figure as it disappeared into the waters. His flaccid genitals were considerable for his size.

“Like what you see?” Ehll Tou asked hovering next to the other dragon.

“His aether is like no other. I just can’t help myself.”

“He is the warrior of light. Quite well known by all.” She gave her a curious look, “I’m surprised you haven’t heard of him.”

“So that’s the man…” Fylgja reminded herself of the legends. “I thought they were just a rumor. I stopped chasing such tales after they nearly got me captured and skinned.”

Ehll Tou led the dragon back to the vacation home near the coast, settled between the mountainous hills. A large wooden furnished beach house. No walls blocked the open air allowing the sea breeze to freely flow inside. Ehll Tou removed her bag and hung up her hat. Then she collapsed near her bedding letting her legs rest to her side. She patted the pile of specially tailored pillows and stuffed animals for Fylgja to join her.

A few short humanoid mammets were in a line along the wall behind a counter. Ehll Tou pointed to them and slapped her club tail into the wood floor with a loud thunk. “Please construct another bed for Fylgja. She’s family.” Their eyes lit up and clockwork churned inside their bodies as they proceeded to the task. “Now, while they construct another dragon bed, would you care to tell me your story?”

Fylgja curled her tail in as she rested on her side…

“It started when I read human books as a dragonet. My father would keep giving me books on war. The only books we had access to. So many great men. I felt my bloodline call to me, to seek a great human. When I became independent, I traveled around. The stories about the warrior of light started to spread. The ending of the dragonsong war filled halls and taverns with tales of how pure he was. He cared for every nuance in a conflict and found the best outcome. As I followed the tales, I heard rumors that he came to the battlefields of the east.”

“That’s when I heard of him myself as a dragonet, but we never went east till much later.”

“The man I found was a charlatan, he called himself the warrior of light. But he was doughy and his aether reeked of malice. I still hate myself for falling for his trickery. He extorted refugees and raped the women. He caged me to use my hide for shoes. Gallium Quo Sept saved me and executed the man at gunpoint.”

“And then you followed the man through the battle watching him perform great deeds?”

Fylgja nodded, “It was great. But he never saw me the way I saw him. I was just a dragon that fought alongside him.”

“The warrior of light did the same with me,” Ehll Tou giggled at the similar situation_, “As a dragonet he merely tolerated me. Even though I was entranced by his aether. I gave him so many hints. Pressing my snout to his face, looking him in the eye with slow long blinks. I tried to sing him a love song, but it came out as squeaks. When I evolved, something in him switched. He became very close to me. We’ve been together for years_.”

Fylgja smiled, grateful for another dragoness to share stories with. The mammets finished stitching together the second bed. Ehll Tou quickly tested the finished product hugging a small stuffed facsimile of the warrior of light that sat in the center. Her hindquarters settled into the pillows.

“Perfect. Thank you.” The mammets pinged and went back to their positions awaiting further order.

Flygja curled in awe of the comfortable structure and helpful servants. “A dragon could stay here for centuries.”

Ehll Tou sighed, “It gets lonely, unfortunately. I’m quite happy to finally have a companion while he travels to more dangerous places."

“He doesn’t allow you to travel with you?”

“Most of the time no, he sees dragons as fragile. He doesn’t want us hurt.” Ehll Tou squeezed the stuffed warrior tightly pressing it to her chest.

“Why would he not want a dragon by his side as he fights?”

“He killed many dragons during the dragonsong war and our adamant souls are also easily manipulated…” Ehll Tou shuddered. “He wants us far away from conflict, even the great wyrms he seeks to protect.”

“He cares deeply for our kind.” Fylgja rumbled relaxing in her new home, “I sense so much good in him. I hope he likes my company.”

“I know he will. Did you not catch his glances to your backside?” Fylgja shook her head. “I’m excited to see what he does with the two of us. I’m exhausted by the end of just one session, he can be quite amorous.”

“Sounds interesting. I have not experienced it much. War tales occasionally have vivid tales of love. Father only told me about dragonkind mating practices.”

Ehll Tou comforted the other dragon letting her tail caress her side. _ “Their short lives are filled with lovely events, they may not expel their feelings in the air with song but they love physical contact. Our bodies can only stand so much intimate pleasure. Let me show you what I mean_.” She stood up and walked toward her crafting table. Scattered with bric-a-brac she pulled out some garlean device. A long smooth atherite crystal attached to a resonator controller. A sinister smile spread on the smaller dragon’s muzzle.

Fylgja stepped next to the other girl’s heft. She looked upon the dragon’s different works and then saw the familiar device the garleans used. “A ceruleum mixer?”

“I modified it. I spend a lot of time here alone and it is quite pleasing to stuff this little gadget in my tail hole.”

The dragon’s eyes widened. She could only imagine what that would feel like inside her. “Does it work?”

“Oh, yes,” Ehll Tou turned the nob that connected to the crystal, and it glowed a bright blue. It vibrated quickly in her claws. “He charged the aetherite crystal with his essence, so it gives a feeling that he’s with me.” The vibrations caused her gloved claw to shake.

Fylgja could feel the familiar essence leak from the trembling crystal. The dragon couldn’t help her entrance leak under her tail. “Can you use that on me?”

“That’s why I pulled it out.” Ehll Tou licked her maw and removed her gloves to not stain them. “Go ahead and turn around and lift your rear. I want to test this on a true dragon form.” Fylgja did as she asked and rose her tail into the air. Her cloaca entrance was already swollen with arousal. The other dragoness couldn’t help but tease. “You’ve been quite pent up, haven’t you? I take it a dragon tongue was all you could use.”

Fylgja sighed from the sass. “I never got to mate with anyone. Only literature kept me company.” She wiggled her haunches to entice a mate.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of this one. Just remember you promised to satisfy me as well.”

“I welcome ittttTTTA-!!“ The buzzing crystal was rubbed along the scaly entrance. The pleasure shot through her quickly. Her chest collapsed to the wooden floor and her wings flapped at her side.

“Nice, isn’t it? I can see your hidden clit as your body clenches.”

“MORE!” Fylgja roared. “GODS MORE!”

Her hind legs spread wider, and her vent opened slightly like it was begging. Ehll Tou pulled back a moment unsure if the larger dragon was ready. The rump she was servicing pressed backward to the buzzing crystal and lubrication freely leaked from her cloaca to the wooden floor. The scent of smoked oak passed through her nostrils.

Ehll Tou turned the dial down to the lowest setting. She was unsure what a normal dragon slit could handle. Fylgja growled in anger as her body was left alone. After the modifications, Ehll Tou returned to the aching dragon clit.

Fylgja gritted her teeth tightly and moaned loudly and arched her horns. “Yes! Yes! This is so good!”

The massage continued to fry the dragon’s brain with pleasure. Wings thrashed blowing anything light away. Ehll Tou was happy to deliver pleasure to her kin. A flick of her tongue sampled the nectar that leaked free from her backside. It was almost as bitter as her own. Then she felt a trail down her hind legs. “Looks like I’m getting turned on as well. I bet it’s getting jealous of the attention I’m giving you.”

Fylgja’s tongue was resting out of her mouth. No coherent dragonspeak escaped. Her wings were flapping on their own in no pattern to gain flight. All she was trying to do was hump the pleasurable device. The low vibrations crept her ever so gently to the precipice. Her cloaca was almost winking with powerful contractions. It was getting difficult to keep the toy in the sweet spot.

Ehll Tou took a mental note of the interaction, she was sure a lower resonance would be very popular with other dragons. Attention was drawn back to her sex, and she shoved the crystal inside the other dragon.

“GHAA!” The crystal stuck out of her entrance like a lighthouse beacon. Fluids splashed Ehll Tou’s face. There was a rolling grumble that resembled a song of lust. She was rocking her hips as if the crystal was a dragonic lover.

Ehll Tou admired the movement. No matter what the dragon did her scaly cunt wouldn’t allow the crystal to leave her tight hole. Powerful leg muscles gyrated and stomped. She wondered if her body could take it if it was turned on to the max setting.

The itch grew more desperate inside the smaller dragoness. She paused her wonderful examination of her kin to lap at the juices and her greedy slit. Like a cat, she raised her powerful hind legs and licked at her entrance tasting the trailing nectar. Her clit peeked generously out of the hood. Her large flat tongue circled it several times causing the shudder of self-indulgence to shatter her composure.

“Muah!” Ehll Tou pulled away to see how her cousin was doing.

The other dragon was still humping the air. Her chest was rising and falling with a long breath. The arches of her tail nearly touched her head. Ehll Tou got a wonderful idea to maximize the enjoyment of Fylgja’s first experience.

With the pleasant music of dragon moans and flapping wings, the dragoness planned and schemed. She pulled out coils of ropes. The same strong ropes that held her body when the warrior tied up her frame. She examined Fylgja’s body and watched how her joints bent and stretched. The first coils were tossed through the strong wooden beams that held the second floor high.

Fylgja wasn’t paying attention to what her kin was planning. Her mind was muddled into a desperate cling to the buzzing in her vent. She couldn’t tell if she was cumming or if her cloaca was just clenching wanting the finish the mating flight.

Ehll Tou took advantage of this and started to bind the dragon. Her Tail was already arched so she started there and looped the coils of rope up and around her vent between her rear legs. Around and around the rope traveled. What first felt like a slow caress became a slight squeeze. Her head was lifted to her tail by her horns. It elevated her body and pleasure. Then she was suddenly squeezed in all directions. Her arms were pulled away from her body. Fylgja opened her eyes to see the tip of her tail.

The ropes were soon pulled and lifted her body off the ground. Her belly was exposed, she was vulnerable. “What’s this Ehllll Touu!?” She tested the ropes only to find them as immobile as steel. “Why am I bound!?”

“Don’t worry Fylgja, it’s something we like to play with from time to time. It makes everything feel so much better.”

Fylgja tried to open her wings, but they too were bound in the same ropes. Instinctual panic soon followed as she tried to break the ropes. The reaction was counteracted with the tightening of the ropes. She then felt a long caressing lick on her neck. This sent shivers through her body and another splash of fluids from between her legs. Her panic subsided to a relaxing euphoria, “Please! Ehll Tou I’m close!”

“See what I mean. Doesn’t it feel like a mating flight, to be caressed in the air?” Ehll Tou passed by Fylgja’s heft and pulled a rope to raise her higher off the ground. The bound dragoness felt a pressing hug from every direction, squeezing the dragon into a perfect circle where she touched her snout with her tail.

“Yes, it feels amazing… Mmmm! Please I want to finish!” Fylgja roared. Her vent was spread wide to the amusement of her kin. She side-eyed the other dragon who was now teasing with gentle scratching of dexterous claws.

“You’re so close. I can see your muscles tighten everywhere. Do you know how low I have the little buzzer set on?” Fylgja shook her head, impressed by the toy the dragon developed. “I barely have it on. I’m kind of shocked you feel this way from just the gentle caressing of his energy.”

The bound dragoness trembled wondering if her kin would leave her in such a state. The bindings were stronger than her, she never would have guessed this dragoness would be so crafty. A prison of pure pleasure driven out of her vent. Ehll Tou gave a sympathetic lick along her entire underbelly and then up between her rear legs to see the drenched opening.

“Gah! Mmmrr!” Fylgja purred enjoying the drawn-out torment.

Ehll Tou suckled on the crystal sticking out of her kin. Her tongue joined the crystal and entered the cloaca. Fylgja’s clit throbbed under the dragon’s tongue. She pulled away and licked her maw clean, “Want me to turn it on all the way?”

Fylgja tried to spread her legs more, but they were already stretched out to their furthest point. She swayed like an ornament with an enthusiastic look in her eyes. Ehll Tou Smiled and turned the nob attached to the dragon’s fat tail.

A thunderbolt struck Fylgja. She pulled and writhed. Her wings desperately tried to open and flap to keep up with her lover. “Ahh! Please! YES!”

The free dragoness smiled wildly watching the climax tear through her kin. The ropes held tightly keeping each strained muscle in check. Leg muscles flex and pull, and her forearms tried to tear away at the bindings. Fylgja’s maw was shut, and her eyes were dripping tears with foaming drool from the corners of her muzzle. “MMMMmmmmmmm!” She sucked in a deep breath only to let it back out. “GAHRAAAA!” Her body was awash with another orgasm only for it to be plunged back into the euphoria of another.

The next one she pulled even harder at the tight bonds, squeezing her body at the complex rope bondage. Her muscles budged out of the entwining ropes as if she was wearing stockings a size too small. “MRAARR!” It lasted for a minute before the next one shattered through her. She relaxed accepting the pulsing thrum of her cloaca. “MMmmmmm!” This one lasted twice as long. Then the following one hit and her body started to burn. “Shhhhaaaaaa…” She couldn’t tell if her climax was ending or starting. By the end, she opened her eyes. They were watery, her nose ran, and her mouth drooled.

“Please... You’ve proven your point…” she begged, staring at her cousin who was just blankly looking at the hanging dragon.

Ehll Tou clapped her claws together at the pleasant work she did and turned the device off. The dragon collapsed into the restraints with heavy breaths, eyes rolling in the back of her head. Ehll Tou cheered her up, but the dragon was too exhausted to understand. She then took a moment to lap up Fylgja’s belly, cleaning up the fluid that poured down unceremoniously.

The cleaning stopped when wet footsteps entered the building. “What’s going on here?” The warrior was nude and over his broad shoulder was a heavy net filled with a variety of fish.

“Just working up an appetite,” Ehll Tou said jokingly.

The scent of dragoness wafted in the air. Smelled like a barrel of alcohol had just shattered. It stung the warrior’s eyes as he handed the bag of fish to the three mammets to start grilling. Ehll Tou nudged him toward Fylgja who was slowly regaining her senses.

“See how well I learned!” She was ecstatic to show off what she had done, “I think Fylgja looks quite beautiful wouldn’t you say?”

The warrior was quite shocked. The dragon’s bound body looked like it was trussed up just for him. The glowing gem highlighted her swollen vent. He delicately rubbed his hand along her side. Fylgja tensed in response. Powerful muscles were hidden in her scaly leather hide. The sights and smell stirred and his dick twitched.

“Welcome. Back. Warrior.” Fylgja muttered. Her eyes were glazed, but they stared longingly at the warrior.

The warrior turned back to Ehll Tou, “You must have really wanted her to enjoy herself while she waited.”

Ehll Tou nodded enthusiastically. “I wanted her to experience the best first time.”

The warrior heard the sizzle of fish. It would be some time till everything was prepared. He smiled and looked at the extra heavy rope that still dangled. “Fylgja would you care to have Ehll Tou join you? We all should work up an appetite wouldn’t you say?”

The dragon took a deep breath trying to renew her energy. Even when she was coming down, she looked at the other dragoness with a vicious smile. “Yes, I would like that a lot.” The free dragoness swallowed audibly.

***

The warrior modified the way Fylgja was bound, untying her limbs to accept the new arrival. Her head was still taut to her tail, but the stretch wasn’t unbearable thanks to new supports from her maw and back. Ehll Tou was placed on her back under Fylgja. Hesitation left her as she eyed the orange-gold underbelly. Her empty hole was begging for this. The warrior wrapped up her body quickly and had leads that went up and around the other dragoness. He pulled on the ropes and the distance of the two dragons shrank rapidly.

Fylgja moaned as her stomach touched the other dragon. She wrapped her free claws around Ehll Tou, hugging her close. The warmth of another body was all she was missing as she dangled like a caught fish.

“How are you feeling Fylgja?” the warrior asked, stroking her hide.

“This feels great…” she moaned eyeing the man.

He then tied her maw shut to her tail and then trailed his fingers across her long vulnerable neck. The sensual shape of her body was turning him on. Powerful muscles are kept in check. She shivered in delight with every passing trace of his fingers.

Then he turned to the other dragoness. Her arms hanging upward, a bright smile on her muzzle, and a nervous look in her eyes. She saw the other dragon become a drooling pleasured mess and was hesitant to join her. The warrior kissed her on her scaly lips. A protective feeling banished the hesitation.

He sinched the two dragons together. Both their arms locked around the other. They felt their wetness mix as their hindquarters were pressed together. Ehll Tou held on tightly feeling her clit leave the hood and poke the other dragon’s slit. Fylgja felt it and thrummed a song of lust.

“You two look great right now.”

“I’m really horny.” She started to rotate her hips feeling her entrance grind on the other dragoness. Her tail raised up to her horns in a beautiful arch and her wings flapped viciously blowing cool air over everything.

“I can see that.” The warrior smirked eyeing the two dragon’s lust pushed together. He picked up the slippery wet crystal and shoved it halfway into both the dragon’s holes. They both moaned in unison.

“MMMMRRRR,” Fylgja groaned already on edge again.

Ehll Tou licked at the other dragon’s neck. “I can sense your body heat, you only lasted for the bare minimum it would take for a human to get off.”

“Hush girls,” he licked his lips as that rolled out of his mouth. He touched a hand Ehll Tou’s tail base and moved up to her anus. “I should lower you so I can use the other hole your body evolved.”

Ehll Tou snorted, “That sounds interesting. I haven’t done that before.” She squirmed to let her pucker be more accessible. He gently teased the hole circling a finger around it.

“Mrmma,” Fylgja muttered.

“Don’t worry Fylgja, we’re in good hands.” Ehll Tou gave another sympathetic lick to the neck as her body was bound tighter, and tighter to the other dragoness.

Their limbs were wrapped around each other like a puzzle. The curve of Fylgja’s body was encircled by Ehll Tou’s. The crystal wasn’t even turned on and the smaller dragoness was already humping it like it was a dick. This movement stopped when the warrior tightened their hips together.

The crystal now sat between the two dragons and the control line dripped translucent pearls of dragon nectar. The human stepped back to admire the work. Ehll Tou twisting her head smiling wildly with lust. Her body was caressed into a nice relaxing hammock.

“How do we look?” Ehll Tou asked curiously.

The other dragoness eyed the man as well wondering what he was thinking.

“Your scales are beautiful.” The warrior was stunned, “Both of you.” He opened his palm a yalm away to interact with the crystal that lay between the dragons. A thin whisp of aether flowed out of the human through the air to the very wet crystal.

A faint buzzing could be heard. The sound of an angry bee trying to escape a jar. This continued until it sounded like a hornet. Then a whole hive of killer bees.

“MMMRR!” “Oh gods yes!” the dragons screamed.

They shivered in their bonds. Fylgja was already squirting again, still having a hypersensitive hole. She writhed and tried to fly away from the torturing buzz. Her wings held taught. “MMMRMRRRMMMR!!!!” Leg muscles spasmed as the buzzing increased further.

Ehll Tou was nearing the edge trying to hump the crystal with her hips. Her cunt squeezed and tried to pull in the device from the other dragon. It was a strange internal tug of war to see who would get the device inside their body. Her claws gripped the other dragon tightly and she licked Fylgja’s neck incessantly. “Yes. Yes. More. I need this.”

“You go girls.” The warrior cheered, still amazed that he could say such a degenerate phrase. He walked behind the two dragons and admired their privates. Both grinding their hips on each other, teasing and pulling at the buzzing crystal. Their fluids mixed wafting an erotic scent.

His cock was rock hard from the sight and smell of the two. He swore that his nose hairs had burned off. A hand was outstretched to feel their warm bodies. Ehll Tou’s unattended tail hole contracted to a pink circle, no doubt an orgasm tore through her already. She let out a guttural cry.

He carefully lowered the dragonesses keeping them off the ground. They swayed as Ehll Tou beat her wings vigorously.

Ehll Tou’s vulnerable asshole was now waist high. He squeezed Fylgja’s tail tightly enjoying the strong muscle mass on his chest and dove his cock into Ehll Tou. Warm, tight, and very wet. The girls flowed fluid right over the orifice. He plunged deep and hard into her ass while they both fought through their waves of pleasure.

“YES! MATE ME! FUCK ME!” She screamed beating her wings. Her momentum aided in him fucking her. The sudden shot through her rectum pushed Ehll Tou over a new precipice. She felt the instinctual urge to grip the other dragon with all her might. She bit down on her neck and pulled her tail between the warrior’s legs to caress his back.

Fylgja’s tough scaly hide held quite firm in Ehll Tou’s maw. “MMMM!” she screamed again as the final climax tore through her body. Her eyes opened to see the human thrusting behind her. It gave an illusion that he was the one mating with her. Her eyes became half-lidded at the wonderful thought before she passed out, unable to take it any further.

Ehll Tou held firm muttering incoherently as her body’s contractions milked her human. He thrusted through it. Roaring pleasure came from the other end of the dragon as he felt his entire waist get covered in dragon-girl fluid. She was nearing her breaking point. The pleasurable device tortured her clit with its unforgiving vibrations.

“Pleassseeee hurrrry! I-I cccan’t take it annNNnnymore!!”

Pleasure rose to the peak ending with ropes of hot cum flooding Ehll Tou. His vision was tunneled as the final push into her rear. He was completely drained. An ear-piercing shriek of a roar vibrated his core as he slapped the other dragon’s tail trying to turn the device off. His errant hand held on tightly as his legs nearly gave out. He yanked the wire turning the device off on Fylgja’s rear.

When the buzzing stopped the three were breathing heavily.

“That was amazing.” He said stepping away to see hot seed pour out of her used ass.

Fylgja was breathing heavily, limp in her restraints. A pleasant smile of contentment on her muzzle. Ehll Tou’s head was tilted back almost to the floor. She felt like she flew across the entire continent. Her eyes followed the warrior as he knelt to her.

He picked up her lazy head and kissed her on the maw. “You sure know how to show off to the new company.”

“Heh.” She smiled weakly, “I learn from the best.”

She was lowered to the ground and unbound slowly. Once on the ground, she crawled lazily out from under the larger dragon. Fylgja just lay on her side as she was released. Her body curled around itself, and a wing draped over her head as she rested. The warrior patted her on the snout as he removed the ropes.

“She’s completely out,” the warrior said, his face marred with concern.

“Yes. I may have gone a bit too far with her before you showed up,” Ehll Tou admitted.

“I was overzealous as well. I forget dragons aren’t used to so much physical mating.” He mussed himself while looking at the two dragons, “I’m understand why those barons always have multiple women. But I don’t know if I’m still comfortable with it.”

“Dragonkind live forever, so we experiment with many relationships to keep things fresh. But we only have one true love.” Ehll Tou limped over to the warrior. It was clear her body was still hypersensitive. A slight breeze blew between her limbs causing a deep shudder. “I want you to be as happy as possible for the short life you have.”

The warrior hugged her and held her claws as he went in for another kiss. “I was already as happy as I could be.”

“I know,” she said smiling in his embrace. Sadness took hold of her. She thrummed as she continued, “I also did it for myself. To share you with other dragons. Something we could spend eternity remembering.” Her eyes started to water as she held him close. “I don’t want to end up like Hraesvelgr, devouring your essence for the sake of keeping you locked away inside me. Fylgja and I can now share what experiences we had in song as we raise your hatchlings.”

The warrior stroked the dragon’s head. His face took a more serious turn, “I’m not dead yet and I have plenty of years left on this star. Who knows, I might not even die due to what my soul has been through.” She calmed from the nature of his voice. He gripped the black horn on the back of her head tightly as if he was ordering her, “And if I were to die, I’d reincarnate and come back to you, nothing could stop that.”

Robotic mammets filed in carrying large plates of fresh fish. They set the plates down and then saw the massive mess of fluids on the floor. Without any guidance, their automation clicked to cleaning mode. With mops and buckets, they started to tidy the place up from displaced furniture and fluids.

Ehll Tou paid no mind to them and just stared into the warrior’s eyes. His stomach broke the trance.

The warrior smiled wide and relaxed his hands from Ehll Tou, “Let’s eat before I pass out like Fylgja.”

“Should I wake her?”

“She’ll be awake soon. If she’s anything like you, it will only be a moment or two. I’m quite eager to hear her story as well.”

Ehll Tou clapped her claws an excited dragonet screech trembled her throat, “I can’t wait for her to hear everything.”

When Fylgja woke up later, she joined the human-dragon pair. After a full stomach, she got to hear all the various journeys the pair had been on. She almost felt guilty in trying to join the two, but they were welcoming her. It was like there was a desire to please dragonkind etched into the warrior of light’s soul.