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The burning red flames danced in the cool night air as the bustling creatures that roamed around throughout the Pleasure District of Warfang enjoyed themselves in whatever way they pleased. The smell of various delicacies and treats filled the air as some vendors were selling their wares.

Some dragons walked around the streets with their mates, showing off to the others with pride while others simply enjoyed their own company as they entered the many clubs and brothels of the district, looking for some fun time.

For many years, dragons of any age group are allowed to visit the Pleasure District and enjoy themselves there without restrictions. This is due to the fact that the Pleasure District was a place where dragons went to have fun, regardless if it was to make some friends or to find some good company to enjoy their time together.

But that wasn't the only thing that this district offers. For it also has brothels that specialize in satisfying a dragon's desires and fetishes. Whether it's about roleplaying, having sex with a stranger, or even having sex with one or more dragons, the Pleasure District has everything.

It was a perfect place for dragons to find what they're looking for, and many did find what they were looking for. Some dragons found their fuck buddies in the pleasure district, and some even found their life partners, while others simply found good company to have fun with.

But this story was not about those dragons. This was about Spyro and Cynder, who had visited the district with one goal in mind:

To make friends.

"I can't believe you talked me into this," Cynder muttered, walking alongside Spyro on the cobbled streets. Her emerald eyes darted toward the passing dragons—some lost in their own thoughts, others casting lecherous glances in their direction. A chill ran down her spine. This part of Warfang was unfamiliar to her, and the air felt heavier than usual.

The flickering glow of the streetlamps reflected off her black scales, the fiery embers dancing across her form, accentuating her natural beauty.

"Relax, Cynder," Spyro whispered, nudging her shoulder with his snout. "We're just here to have fun and meet some new friends. You’ve been cooped up in your studies ever since Ember and Flame got busy with their own stuff. I couldn’t stand seeing you like that."

She groaned, rolling her eyes. "I know, I know. You said the same thing this morning," she muttered, shooting him a half-lidded glare. "I’ll try, okay? Just promise me you won’t run off and leave me alone with strangers."

Spyro chuckled, his laughter light and reassuring. "I promise. I’ll be right by your side, always."

Cynder sighed but allowed a small smile to slip through as they approached their destination. The club loomed ahead, a beacon of noise and light, with a line of dragons waiting outside.

"Looks like we’ll have to wait," she said, her relief barely hidden.

Spyro grinned mischievously. "Not exactly. Follow me."

Before Cynder could protest, Spyro strolled past the waiting dragons, his purple scales shimmering under the streetlights. Some onlookers gawked, their expressions ranging from surprise to awe. The line of patrons parted as whispers of "Spyro" and "Cynder" rippled through the crowd.

Standing guard at the entrance was a hulking dragon, his muscles rippling beneath his scarlet scales. He squinted at the pair cutting the line, his imposing glare enough to intimidate most—until he realized who they were. His demeanor shifted instantly, his stern facade melting into something akin to giddy admiration.

"L-Lord Spyro! Lady Cynder!" he stammered, stepping aside as if afraid to block their way.

Spyro flashed a golden card, its edges catching the light. "We’re good to go in, right?"

"Y-Yes, of course! Please, enjoy yourselves!" The bouncer’s voice cracked slightly, and he hurried to open the door.

As they entered, Cynder leaned closer to Spyro, raising a skeptical brow. "What was that all about? And where did that card come from?"

Spyro laughed, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "Long story. I’ll tell you later."

The club’s interior was an explosion of sound and color. Lights pulsed in time with the music, casting vibrant hues across the crowd. A bar glowed in one corner, a khajiit bartender gracefully serving drinks. Performers on a raised stage played a lively tune that had patrons dancing and cheering.

Cynder scanned the room, her nerves creeping back. "So… where do I even start?"

Spyro surveyed the crowd, his eyes landing on a lone orange dragon seated at a corner table, scribbling furiously in a notebook. "How about him? He looks like he could use some company."

The black dragoness hesitated but nodded, making her way over. As they approached, the small dragon froze, his eyes wide with panic.

"L-Lady Cynder? L-Lord Spyro?!" he stammered, his voice trembling. His quill fell to the table with a clatter.

Cynder tried to speak, but the words caught in her throat. She wasn’t used to this kind of interaction, and the small dragon’s visible anxiety only made things more awkward.

"Hi there!" Spyro interjected smoothly. "Mind if we join you? The other tables are packed."

The orange dragon gulped, his scales visibly shaking. "Y-Yes! P-Please!"

Taking a seat, Cynder observed the dragon more closely. His quivering frame and downcast eyes made her wonder if she’d scared him.

"What’s your name?" The purple dragon asked softly, hoping to ease his nerves.

"L-Lacquer," he managed, his voice barely audible. "I-I’m a bookkeeper… at the local library."

Cynder’s gaze fell on the open book he’d been reading, but before she could comment, he snapped it shut, his face flushing crimson.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to look. " Cynder said, scratching her neck awkwardly.

Just then, the purple dragon stood abruptly.

“Wait, where are you going?!” She asked in a whispered tone, though her voice was loud enough for Lacquer to hear which made him shift in his seat.

"I'm just going to get some drinks for us, no biggy." He turned to the small dragon who immediately shied away from his gaze. "Want anything? My treat."

The orange dragon blinked, startled by the offer. "I-I… yes, thank you."

"Great, be right back~" And with a wave, the purple dragon headed off towards the bar, leaving the small dragon with the black dragoness.

It took a few seconds for Cynder to process the events that just transpired. It was a very weird and awkward situation.

She was alone, sitting with a complete stranger, and the stranger was shaking like a leaf.

"So, you’re a bookkeeper?" she ventured, trying to keep the conversation alive.

Lacquer nodded, not looking at her.

"W-Well, yeah. I-I've always loved books. I-I love reading, and sometimes I write my own stories." He said, finally gathering the courage to speak without stuttering. "It's a lot of work, but I really enjoy it. I'm also aiming to become a novelist, since that's what I always wanted to be."

Cynder blinked. That was the longest sentence she had ever heard from him. She had no idea that he was a writer.

Noticing that she found a topic that he was interested in, she decided to pursue it a little bit further to see where things went.

"Oh, that's nice. What kind of stories do you write about?" She asked, genuinely interested.

The orange dragon thought for a moment, scratching his chin with a claw before smiling. "Mostly adventures, fantasy stuff and..." He blushed, recalling the book he was currently rereading now up until he was interrupted by the two dragons.

"And?" She urged him, a grin forming in her lips.

"A-And... L-Lewd stuff." He finally said, looking at her with a blush on his face. "I'm really into that genre. It's actually pretty popular among young adult readers nowadays."

"Ah, so you're a fan of erotica, eh?" The black dragoness asked, smirking at him. “Is that why you’re in this bar? To gather steamy inspiration from the patrons?”

"W-Well, yeah. It's kind of my guilty pleasure." Lacquer answered, averting his eyes from her.

"No need to feel embarrassed about it, everyone has their fetishes." Cynder replied, giggling at the blushing dragon.

"Y-Yeah..."

There was a long silence after that. The two dragons just stared at each other, neither knowing what to say.

Eventually, Lacquer decided to speak up. "A-Actually, there is a story that I've been writing lately." He said, opening the book that he was seriously trying to hide from earlier.

"I've been trying to figure out how to continue on writing this, but every idea that comes to my mind seems to go against the flow of the plot, or doesn't really fit in the character's personality."

"Oh?" Cynder was curious, leaning closer to him. "Mind telling me what the story's about? Perhaps I can help you come up with a new idea."

Lacquer nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "O-Okay! So the main character is a dragoness. I haven't named her yet, that is still pending. She goes into a bar with her partner, name is also pending. They're just looking for a quick fuck, a casual hookup. But the dragoness, her partner sees this mysterious dragon at the counter, and suddenly she has the urge to fuck him. And so she does."

He then flipped the page, revealing words upon words about the dragoness on the center, surrounded by many male and female dragons as they all have their way with her. "The sex scene is still pretty raw and I'm still figuring out the dynamics and details. I'm still unsure how she can manage to have sex with all those dragons. There's not even a proper buildup for it."

"Wow... Your choices of words are very... Eloquent." Cynder mused, reading the scene that the orange dragon had in mind.

"I'll be honest, this isn't my usual cup of tea. But somehow, it kind of made me horny." She said, giggling as the blushing Lacquer immediately closed the book and held it close to his chest.

"D-Don't say things like that! I can't tell if you're telling the truth or not!"

"I'm serious. I never knew someone could write such erotic scenarios with so much detail." Cynder admitted, smiling at him.

"T-Thanks..." He muttered, averting his eyes once again. "B-But still, I don't think it's a good idea. The characters just don't feel right. They're not real enough, and I'm having a hard time imagining their personalities."

"Hmm, how about you base your characters on someone real?" She suggested, tilting her head. "Like me and Spyro for example?"

"Huh?!" Lacquer was shocked. "You're okay if I made you and Spyro in my erotica book?!"

"No! Not like that!" She immediately corrected him, her cheeks blushing at the thought of being the center of an orgy. "What I mean is, just take some notes on our personalities and use it for your book."

"Oh... That's actually a decent idea..." He mumbled, fiddling his claws together. He couldn't believe he just imagined the two legendary dragons being the main protagonist of his story who ended up in one major gangbang.

"It's a great idea!" Cynder replied, grinning.

"Really?"

"Definitely."

"Alright, then..." Lacquer sighed, taking a piece of paper and a pencil out of his satchel. "I'll try my best to incorporate both your personalities into the main character."

"Perfect."

A short time later, Spyro came back to the table with three mugs full of mead. Noticing that the two were happily chatting away, the purple dragon set the drinks down and took a seat next to his mate.

"Here we go, drinks are served." He announced, offering one to the small, orange dragon who shyly accepted.

"Thank you." Lacquer mumbled, taking a sip of the mead.

Spyro nodded, looking at Cynder who had her eyes glued to the orange dragon, and the two were still chatting away.

"Looks like you made a new friend, huh?" The purple dragon asked her, causing the black dragoness to turn to him and grin.

"Yep. He's pretty cool once you get to know him. I even gave him an idea on how to finish his book." She said, gesturing to the book he had on the table.

"Cool, that's great." Spyro smiled, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Oh, you're a writer?" He asked the orange dragon.

Lacquer blushed, but nodded. "Y-Yes. I've been writing stories ever since I was a hatchling. It's a hobby of mine, and I'm hoping that someday I can make it a full-time job."

"That's awesome."

"Y-Yeah."

"So, what kind of stories do you write?" The purple dragon asked him, eager to learn more about the small, shy dragon.

"Oh, just some fantasy and erotica." Cynder answered for him, earning her a bewildered look from Spyro

"Erotica?"

"H-Hey!" Lacquer yelled, blushing.

"Relax, nothing to be ashamed of. It's actually pretty common in this city. And besides, you have to admit, your writing style is pretty good." She complimented him.

"U-Uh... Thank you." He muttered, averting his eyes from the black dragoness.

Spyro couldn't help but look at the situation. To think that his partner would openly talk about lewd stuff with a friend she just made was definitely not something he expected to see today.

But well, at least she made a friend, and that's what counts.

'Heh. Who knew that lewd stuff could foster friendship.' The purple dragon mused, smiling to himself as the three continued their chat for the rest of the night.

---

After a couple hours of chatting and some lewd ideas or two, Lacquer noticed that it was time for him to go home now, and with a complaint from Cynder who was having too much fun talking with him, promised her that they would hang out at the same time and place tomorrow evening.

“See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Spyro teased, nudging her playfully with a grin.

“Oh, shut it, you,” Cynder replied with a chuckle, giving him a light jab in the stomach. “But... thanks. I actually had fun, and I think he did too.”

“Heh, yeah, it went great.”

Before they could take another step, a timid voice called out from behind them.

“Umm, excuse me...”

Turning around, they saw two dragonesses standing hesitantly a few paces away. One of them, a slender amber-colored dragoness, seemed to be pushed forward by her friend, a slightly smaller, shy-looking yellow dragoness.

The amber dragoness took a deep breath and stepped closer, her wings twitching nervously. “W-Would it be okay if we... hung out with you guys?”

Cynder blinked, surprised but pleased by the unexpected request. “Sure!” she replied warmly, flashing a grin.

The amber dragoness brightened immediately. “Great! I’m Amber, and this is my friend, Honey.” She gestured to her yellow companion, who gave them a small, shy wave.

“Nice to meet you!” Cynder said, her smile widening as she turned to the timid Honey.

The three dragonesses quickly found common ground, chatting and laughing as if they’d known each other for years. Spyro, sensing this was a perfect opportunity for Cynder to build connections on her own, quietly excused himself.

“I’ll leave you girls to it,” he said with a wink, earning a knowing look from Cynder.

As the trio continued their conversation, Spyro strolled over to the bar. Ordering a drink, he leaned against the counter and glanced back at Cynder, who seemed genuinely happy for the first time in days.

He allowed himself a smile, but his contentment was short-lived. A subtle shift in the atmosphere drew his attention—a presence, powerful and strangely unsettling, made his scales prickle.

“Mind if I take this seat?”

Spyro turned to see a midnight-blue dragon standing beside him, his scales glimmering faintly under the dim bar lights. Though his appearance seemed unremarkable, the sheer confidence radiating from him sent Spyro’s instincts into overdrive.

“Uh... sure,” Spyro replied cautiously, gesturing to the empty stool next to him.

The dragon sat down smoothly, signaling to the bartender for a drink. “I’m Arkness,” he said, his voice calm but laced with a subtle edge. “A pleasure to meet you, Lord Spyro.”

Spyro narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to read the stranger’s intentions. “Are you a regular here?”

Arkness chuckled softly, swirling his drink before taking a sip. “You could say that. I come here for the occasional game of cards, but it looks like the crowd’s thinned out tonight.” He casually set a small sack of gems on the counter. “This one’s on me,” he added, nodding to the bartender.

Spyro glanced at the gems, his unease deepening. Despite Arkness’s relaxed demeanor, the aura of confidence emanating from him was impossible to ignore. Something told Spyro that this encounter was far from coincidental.

The blue dragon turned back to the purple dragon, his gaze careful and calculating. "So, are you here to socialize or just get laid?"

Spyro raised a brow, bemused but calm. “I what? No, we’re just here to meet some new people and hang out.”

“We?” Arkness echoed, taking a leisurely sip of his drink. “Are you here with a partner?”

“Yup, my mate.” Spyro answered, tipping his glass. “She’s over there, talking with some new friends.” He gestured toward Cynder, who was animatedly chatting with Amber and Honey across the room.

Arkness’s gaze followed Spyro’s gesture, his eyes narrowing slightly as they landed on Cynder. For a fleeting moment, a glint of something unreadable—interest, perhaps?—flashed in his midnight-blue eyes.

“Is that so...” he murmured, the words slow and deliberate.

Spyro noticed the change and frowned. “Why? Something wrong?”

Arkness quickly masked his expression, smirking smoothly. “No reason at all. My apologies for assuming earlier. I didn’t mean to sound... uncouth.”

“It’s fine.” Spyro shrugged, relaxing a bit. His initial wariness about the stranger began to fade. Maybe he’d misjudged him after all.

“Say,” Arkness began casually, his voice light but carrying a subtle edge, “would you like to play a game?”

“A game?” Spyro asked, tilting his head.

“Yes, a game. Do you know how to play poker?”

Spyro chuckled, leaning back. “Of course. Played a few rounds with the Guardians. I’m not a pro like them, but I can hold my own.” He grinned, confidence flickering in his tone.

“The Guardians, huh?” Arkness’s smirk deepened as he leaned closer, his eyes glinting mischievously. “How about a friendly match, just between us dragons?”

Spyro hesitated briefly, weighing his options. It was just a game, and Arkness had already bought him a drink—it would feel rude to decline. “Sure, why not?” he said with a casual shrug.

“Excellent.” Arkness’s cheerfulness seemed almost too eager. “But let’s move somewhere private. Fewer distractions that way.”

Spyro agreed, following Arkness to a secluded room at the back of the club. The room was dimly lit, with a small table at its center, its surface intricately carved with swirling patterns.

As they sat, Arkness produced a deck of cards, shuffling them deftly. “Let’s make this a bit more... interesting,” he said, dealing the cards. “If I win, you must fulfill one request of mine. If you win, well, name your prize, and it’s yours.”

Spyro raised a skeptical brow. “A request? What kind of request?”

“You’ll find out when I win,” Arkness replied smoothly, a playful wink accompanying his words.

Spyro hesitated, the terms raising a small flag in the back of his mind. Still, it was just a friendly game... right? “Alright,” he said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Deal me in.”

“Good,” Arkness said, his toothy smile revealing gleaming fangs.

The game began in silence, each dragon carefully concealing their cards and their strategies. Spyro’s poker face was impeccable, his eyes betraying nothing as he played each hand with calculated precision.

But Arkness was equally skilled, if not more so. His calm, collected demeanor was unwavering, and his ability to read Spyro’s subtle cues made him a formidable opponent.

The stakes grew higher with each round, their bets escalating from casual to almost reckless. The air was thick with tension, a silent battle of wits and nerves.

Finally, with a triumphant flourish, Arkness laid down his winning hand. “I win,” he declared, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

Spyro exhaled sharply, scratching the back of his head in frustration. “Yeah, yeah, you’ve got me,” he admitted with a wry smile. “You’re good—maybe even better than the Guardians. I’ve never had to play this hard before.” He extended a paw, which Arkness shook firmly. “Guess I owe you that favor.”

“Indeed you do, Lord Spyro.” Arkness’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “And I’d like to claim my prize... right now.”

Spyro blinked, his brow furrowing. “Now? You’re serious?”

“Quite,” Arkness replied, leaning in close. His voice dropped to a whisper as he laid out the terms of his request.

Spyro’s eyes widened, and a deep flush spread across his cheeks. “W-What?!” he stammered, struggling to process what he’d just heard.

The blue dragon laughed, clapping him on the back. "Don't worry, it won't hurt you. Much." He smirked mischievously. "Come, I'll show you a good time."

The purple dragon backpedaled, pressing himself against the door.

"Sorry! But I'm not gay!" He tried opening the door, but it was somehow stuck in place.

"W-What's going on?! What did you do to this door?"

"Oh, I didn't do anything, my dear purple dragon~" He slowly walked towards him, licking his lips hungrily. "You just lost the game, and now, I'm going to claim what's mine."

Spyro panicked, trying to break the door down with all his strength. It wouldn't budge. He tried using his magic, but there were anti-magic runes etched in the room as well.

Normally, such runes were only accessible to the richest of dragons since processing such powerful items were a hassle, but for a club that hosts plenty of dragons, it wouldn’t be that much trouble to commission such things.

Arkness smirked. "If you are a regular of this place, then you must know that there are particular game rooms that were magically enchanted to... let's just say, favor the winner."

"So, you trapped me in here with you?" Spyro asked, glaring at the midnight dragon.

"Moi? Of course not." He replied, smirking as he cornered the purple dragon in a dark corner of the room. "Remember when we both agreed to our winning terms? Those were the final words that sealed your fate, and made this little room your prison for the night~"

"Damn it!" Spyro cursed under his breath.

"Now then," Arkness grinned, licking his lips as he slowly but firmly guided the purple dragon against the floor. "Let's get started shall we?"

"B-But I'm not gay! I don't swing that way!" Spyro exclaimed, trying to hide his fear and panic.

"Oh, you will be soon enough~" He grinned, nibbling the purple dragon's neck.

"W-Wait! What about another bet!" Spyro blurted out, hoping to buy some time.

"Hmm?" Arkness looked up, his eyes filled with curiosity. "And what would this new bet entail?"

"A rematch!" The purple dragon explained. "If I win, you have to let me go and fulfill any request I ask of you."

“And if I win, your mate will join in the fun as well~ Hmm~?”

Arkness's smile grew wider when Spyro nodded, agreeing to the terms of the new bet. “F-Fine.”

"Very well. Let us play once more, but I must warn you, I will not hold back this time around."

The two dragons sat back at their table, shuffling their cards and dealing them out. Their eyes locked as they began to play once more, each one trying to outwit the other.

As the game progressed, it became clear that Spyro was struggling to keep up with Arkness' skill and cunning. The blue dragon's confidence grew as he watched the purple dragon's expression falter with each passing hand.

Eventually, Spyro knew that he couldn't win against the dragon and gave up, conceding defeat.

Arkness laughed heartily. "I win again. You should really learn to accept your losses, Spyro." He smirked, standing up and walking towards the defeated dragon. "Now then, shall we get your mate?"

"Fine..." Spyro mumbled weakly standing up and went to fetch Cynder.

"Don't even think of running away~" The blue dragon laughed, looking at the runes that glowed across the room. "Those runes will keep you and your mate in this club until I'm done with you two."

Spyro gulped, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way out of this mess. But there was nothing he could do. He was trapped, and he knew it.

Arkness smirked, licking his lips. "Now then, let's go get your mate."

With a heavy sigh, Spyro went to retrieve Cynder from her friends. Hopefully she'll forgive him for this.

---

When Cynder was suddenly pulled aside by Spyro who had a nervous expression on his face, she was confused and asked him what's wrong, but when the dragon told her that he made a bet with a dragon named Arkness, the black dragoness immediately became worried.

She knew that Spyro loves to play games, and he was decent at it, but she also knew that he was unlucky when it came to games involving gambling.

"What did you do this time, Spyro?" She asked him with a frown as they walked towards the room where Arkness was waiting.

"I made a bet with Arkness, and I lost. He won the game, and now..." The dragon said nervously, scratching his head. "He wants us to have sex with him."

"What?!" She exclaimed, her eyes going wide. "You've got to be kidding me! You made a bet like that without even asking me?!"

Spyro flinched, averting his gaze from the fuming dragoness. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do. I swear, I didn't think he was gonna ask for something so... lewd." He blushed, recalling earlier how that dragon bit his neck.

"Well, then let's go tell him that I'm not going to do it! I refuse!" She stomped off angrily, only to be confronted with her mate. "What?!"

"Arkness said that the club was enchanted so that we can't leave until the conditions of his terms are fulfilled." He explained, walking up behind her and placing a paw on her shoulder. "I tried countering it with magic, but they also have anti-magic runes installed."

"And pray tell why we can't just bust down this entire club?"

"Do you really wanna do that?" He gestured to the other dragons that were busy enjoying themselves, having the best night of their lives.

"Point taken. Ugh!" She gave him a glare. "At least this will make for an interesting idea for Lacquer."

"Sorry."

---

"My my~ I can't believe you actually pulled through." The blue dragon purred, looking at the black dragoness with desire in his voice.

He clapped his paws, as he gestured to the purple dragon first. "Now now! You know what to do~ Tail first~"

With a heavy sigh, Spyro walked over to the blue dragon, bending over and presenting his tailhole to him.

"Good boy~" Arkness grinned, slapping the purple dragon's ass playfully. "Now let's get started." He then plunged his tongue deep into the purple dragon's puckered anus, making him gasp in shock.

"W-Wait! What are you doing?! You're supposed to stick your dick in there!"

The blue dragon ignored him, continuing to lick and suck at the purple dragon's asshole.

Spyro couldn't help but let out a long moan as the feeling of something foreign wiggling inside his tailhole was strangely pleasurable.

"Hah~ Stop teasing me! Just do it already!"

Arkness chuckled, pulling back his tongue and giving the purple dragon's rump another slap. "Alright, alright."

He then mounted Spyro, his thick cock pressing against his tailhole, threatening to enter. "Are you ready~?"

"J-Just do it!" The purple dragon growled impatiently.

Arkness grinned, thrusting forward, forcing his cock into the purple dragon's tight anus. The submissive dragon hissed, wincing in pain as his insides were stretched to accommodate the massive member.

"G-Gah! It hurts!"

"That's normal, my dear dragon~" Arkness cooed, leaning forward as he licked the male's cheek to calm him down. "Don't worry, I won't rush~"

Slowing to a halt, the midnight blue dragon stopped his advances temporarily, allowing the purple dragon to get accustomed to his large dick. He had to admit, as much as he wanted to plow him senselessly, he also wanted to enjoy his time with them as well.

"F-Fuck..." Spyro groaned, his eyes screwed shut as his body trembled from the sensation of having a cock up his ass.

The blue dragon had a naughty idea and instead of thrusting, he decided to move his hips in a circular motion, rubbing in ways that made the purple dragon moan from having his inner flesh being stimulated by his cock's ridges.

It hurt, but it also felt good at the same time.

"Feels good~?"

"I-I can't believe I'm saying this, but... yeah~" Spyro moaned, arching his back as he pushed himself further onto the midnight blue dragon's member. "Y-You can move now."

Arkness nodded, slowly pulling out, before pushing back in, setting a steady pace that soon turned into a rhythm of gentle thrusting. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed throughout the room as the two dragons continued their act of debauchery, with the blue dragon humping the purple dragon from behind while the latter moaned loudly, his body trembling with pleasure.

The purple dragon's moans grew louder and louder as he bucked his hips, eagerly accepting the midnight blue dragon's thrusts.

Meanwhile, Cynder watched in awe as her mate was fucked by a dragon he just met, but what surprised her the most was how Spyro was enjoying it. She could tell by his expression that he was genuinely enjoying the act of being dominated, and oddly enough, she was also enjoying the show.

Her body tingled with excitement and arousal as the sight of her mate being pleasured by another male, and the sound of his moans made her feel things she didn't know she could feel.

"Mmm~ You like that, don't you~?" Arkness cooed, his thrusting growing faster as he gripped the purple dragon's hips tightly.

Spyro couldn't answer, his mind completely focused on the sensations he was feeling. His pink fleshy cock throbbed beneath him, leaking precum onto the floor as his tailhole was stretched wide open by the midnight blue dragon's member.

"Hehe~" Arkness then turned to look at Cynder, noticing that she had unconsciously rubbed her slit with her paws. "Enjoying the show, my dear~?"

The black dragoness blushed, pulling back her paws as if they were scalding hot. "M-Maybe a little..."

"I see~" He gave her a devious grin, licking his lips. "Well then, why don't you join in the fun~?"

His other tool that was prehensile let out a glob of pre from the tip, splashing against the floor and forming a small puddle beneath it.

Cynder's eyes widened in shock, but she couldn't deny that she was tempted to do as the blue dragon suggested.

She took a tentative step forward, her eyes locked onto the midnight blue dragon's second cock. Her heart pounded in her chest as she slowly approached him, unsure of what to do next.

Arkness chuckled, sensing her hesitation. "It's alright~" he purred, adjusting his thrusts so that she could better accommodate his other dick while bringing extreme pleasure to the purple slut. "Just relax, and suck it~"

The black dragoness swallowed nervously, reaching out with a shaky paw towards the midnight blue dragon's cock. As soon as she made contact with it, she gasped in surprise as it twitched beneath her touch, sending a shiver down her spine as globs of pre-cum coated her forepaw.

"Ancestors... It's as big as Spyro's..." She whispered, leaning forward to smell the musky scent of arousal emanating from the midnight blue dragon's cock.

Opening her maw, her warm breath tickled the midnight blue dragon's member, causing it to throb with anticipation.

Taking a deep breath, she leaned in closer, her tongue darting out to lap at the tip. The taste was surprisingly mildly salty, making her blush as she continued to lick the midnight blue dragon's member, savoring its flavor.

She then started licking the base and the underside of his cock, coating it with her saliva as she lapped up all the precum that was oozing out.

Eventually, the dragoness pulled back and began swallowing the midnight blue dragon's length, trying to fit as much of it as she could into her maw.

"Mmm~ Good girl~" He moaned, bucking his hips into the black dragoness' maw while he continued to pound the purple dragon's ass.

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As time went on, the trio's pleasure began to build, and their cries of ecstasy grew louder as they reached their climax.

The midnight blue dragon's thrusts became more erratic, his breath ragged as he neared his orgasm. The black dragoness' moans grew louder as her body was nearing her own release. Despite not being able to touch herself, the act of giving a virile dragon a sloppy blowjob was more than enough to send her over the edge.

And Spyro was no exception to this, his cock twitching uncontrollably as he approached his limit, his mind reeling with pleasure as he was pounded by the midnight blue dragon from behind.

His muzzle was frothing with drool, and his eyes were glazed over with lust as he desperately tried to hold back his release to experience more of the dominant dragon fucking him.

But it was too much.

"Grrr! Fuck!" Arkness hilted himself deep inside Spyro's tailhole, releasing a massive load of cum into his insides, filling him to the brim as his body tensed up in orgasm.

He screamed in pleasure as his own orgasm hit him, his cock erupting in a fountain of cum, spraying the floor beneath him with his seed. His entire body trembled as he rode out his release, his muscles convulsing with every spurt of cum that shot out of his member.

"Hmmm!" Cynder meanwhile closed her eyes as she did her best to swallow the cum that flooded her mouth. Her cheeks bulged from the sheer volume, struggling to keep up as she came just by giving the stranger above her some oral.

Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore and pulled away, coughing and gasping for air as she was splattered in the face with the midnight blue dragon's seed.

She continued to get drenched by the dragon's cum as it showered her face with thick ropes of semen, coating her in a layer of sticky fluid.

Addicted by the taste of dragon cum, the black dragoness leaned forward and opened her maw, catching as much of it as she could, swallowing down the rest of his seed while panting heavily.

After what seemed like an eternity, the trio finally collapsed onto the floor in a heap of exhaustion, their bodies slick with sweat and semen.

They laid there for a while, catching their breath as they recovered from their intense orgasms.

"Well~ That was quite fun, wasn't it~?" The midnight blue dragon mused, nuzzling the purple dragon affectionately as he panted heavily.

Spyro didn't respond as he was unconscious, but his mate was first to recover.

"That... Was amazing..." She groaned, stretching her limbs as she stood up, her legs shaking slightly.

Arkness chuckled, pulling back his knotted cock from the purple dragon's tailhole. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves~" He purred, giving the purple dragon another playful slap on the ass.

He then walked towards her, leaning his head in for a kiss which she surprisingly didn't pull away from.

"Care for another round~?" He said after pulling back.

The black dragoness shook her head, still trying to regain her composure. Her mind was cloudy after the whole affair, and the way he kissed her was... odd, but very pleasing.

"Hngg... No... I think we're done for the night." She answered, her voice hoarse and raw.

"Aww, but I was hoping for more~" The midnight blue dragon teased, winking at her as he once again presented his two cocks to her. "You know you want it~"

Cynder shuddered as she looked at the midnight blue dragon's members, each one still hard and ready for another round of fun.

It took all of her willpower not to pounce on him and ravage his body. The mere thought of being mounted by two cocks at once was enough to make her pussy drip with need, and she knew that if she gave into temptation, she'd be in for a long, long night of passion.

"N-No thanks... Maybe next time." She replied, turning her back to him and walking over to her unconscious mate.

"But you know... I bet me and Spyro wouldn't mind having fun with you every once in a while." The black dragoness suggested, glancing back at the midnight blue dragon with a smile.

Arkness smiled back. "Well then~ I'll be looking forward to our next meeting then~" He purred, licking his lips as he eyed the two dragons before him. "But for now, you two lovebirds should probably go home now, you've earned your rest~"

The blue dragon then turned around and left the room, leaving the two legendary dragons to bask in the afterglow of their passionate tryst.

Cynder laid beside her mate and nuzzled him affectionately. "Come on, you big lug, wake up," she whispered, licking his cheek. "Let's go home."

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The End(?)