FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Nyx did not sleep well, guilt pulled at his heart as he tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning. Lifting his head he blearily blinked awake and slowly yawned. His sharp fangs revealed only to the empty cave as he looked around and confirmed that Ander had not returned in the night.

“Well done Nyx, you scared him off…" he muttered under his breath. Slowly rolling over, he stood up and stretched his powerful hind legs.

His cave was cast in a cool haze from the early morning sun as the new day started and birds began their morning song. Smacking his lips he stumbled towards the entrance and looked across the landscape. The large swath of thick forest was broken up only by a collection of small hamlets and farms while the city of Armoria stood proudly on the horizon. As the smithing crown jewel of the Ooreial Empire, the sprawling city was already showing the tell-tale signs of production from the many blacksmiths and metal workers igniting their forges causing thick plumes of black smoke to rise above the skyline.

Sniffing the air, Nyx tried to detect his rider's scent but found it long gone. Rearing up on his hind legs, he mantled both sets of his wings and looked towards the river that ran near his cave. “Breakfast, that will make him feel better." Nyx said to himself before launching out of the cave and into the early morning air.

Ander's eyes slowly opened as playful sounds of birds chirping filled the air. His back arched and one of his legs was numb from sleeping on the rocky ground but he shifted to sit up. Thankfully the night had not proven to be too cold, although as he stretched and rolled his shoulders he regretted not returning to their cave and bedroll last night. Memories of their disagreement came back to him and he was still trying to process how he felt about Nyx's proposal.

Ever since he joined the dragon hunters order, their doctrine and discipline was all he knew. To risk throwing it all away on a fantasy was absurd, yet, he remembered how his eyes lingered on the large wyvern's body. He felt his heart beat quicker at the thought of what his body was hiding.

“Pull yourself together, Ander." He muttered to himself and slowly stood up while retrieving his large sword from where it lay. “You are the rider, he is your mount. You just need to put him back in his place." He told himself firmly. “Training says he should be subservient to you, he should protect you and follow your orders."

Taking a deep breath he began walking back up the hill towards the cave he and Nyx shared. He could remember the day the double winged wyvern had claimed their cave like it was yesterday. Ander had just graduated his training and had been ordered to report to the city of Armoria's dragon hunter guild, there he was met with the gruff Captain Bredoch whom they all reported to.

Bright eyed and clean shaven, the man had been assigned as Nyx's rider, warning him that the wyvern was stubborn. Together they were told to find a roost in the surrounding area. While Ander was more inclined to stay closer to the city, where it made more tactical sense, the large wyvern insisted that he simply must live in a cave high above the trees. “A cave suitable for a wyvern of his magnificence to bring a dragon or dragoness back to and rut silly. Where their roars of ecstasy would not disturb the cattle." Nyx had said smugly, loud enough for the rest of the guild hall to hear and much to Ander's embarrassment.

Looking up the rocky trail, Ander sighed. While he had not enjoyed walking off from his wyvern and down the steep hill, returning was proving even less enjoyable. “Could have been worse, you could have been wearing your armor." Ander complained to himself as he slung his sheathed sword over his shoulders to climb a tricky section.

Continuing his ascent, Ander tried to remember his training. Wracking his brain to find a way to deal with Nyx. Unfortunately his training had been more focused on hunting the scaled creatures, and while he could make the long march to the city and seek guidance from his captain, it may mean his feelings being realized by others. What hurt the most was the fact that Nyx wasn't wrong, he had been staring at the wyverns rump and was curious but would never admit it.

As he climbed over a steep boulder he could see the cave starting to come into view. He half expected to see the wyvern's smug face sticking out of the cave, remarking on how he had come crawling back to him. Grateful for his solitude, he continued climbing. Small rocks were sent down the steep mountain side as he slowly made his way. His mind lingering on the wyvern's face, how his dark blue scales flowed in elegant lines down his broad muzzle. His hide, smooth and silky compared to the course rocks he now climbed over.

Thinking of how his wyvern's powerful muscles moved and rippled between his legs while flying caused him to pause and catch his breath. Glancing back up at the cave entrance he took a deep breath to try and steady his emotions. “He is your mount, you are his rider." Ander muttered out loud, trying to convince himself to ignore the traitorous thoughts that lingered. “He was crude, rude and overstepped his station." he added, parroting the phrase his trainer had instilled in him.

“He was clearly just bored, horny and was just trying to get a rise out of me." Ander said before turning to continue the climb, his words attempting to justify his partner's actions to an imaginary court martial. “I will accept his apology and reiterate that the behavior he exhibited was unacceptable." he added, focusing his gaze on the cave ahead.

Deep down, he knew the wyvern would never apologize, dragons never did.

“Fucks sake" muttered the deep voice of Nyx from within their cave. “Why won't you do your fucking job." he added.

Ander paused at the cave entrance and looked in, his human eyes adjusting to the darkness to see the shadowy mass of his dark blue wyvern hunched over something. He opened his mouth to speak but paused and cocked his head.

“How does Ander do it?" Nyx complained, “Little hands, it's those little chin scratchers of his… He holds it like this, then rubs it against… FUCK!" he exclaimed loudly before his wings fluttered and something was sent flying against the far wall. Sparks scattered off the wall as the large chunk of flint split in two and clattered to the floor.

“Hey! Don't break it!" Ander exclaimed and stepped in, bending down to pick up one of the halves.

“It was already broken" Nyx retorted quickly and smiled weakly at his rider's unimpressed expression. “I mean, it wasn't making sparks."

“A dragon who couldn't make a fire, eh?" Ander teased and picked up the other half, turning the two pieces over to assess the damage.

“Oh very funny."

Ander shook his head with a smirk, “I thought so. What were you trying to do exactly?" he asked, his gaze shifting to the meaty mass on the cave floor alongside a collection of firewood.

Nyx followed his gaze before looking back sheepishly. “Um… Breakfast?"

Ander frowned, beside the wyvern was a poorly skinned deer. He knew it was one of the wyvern's favorite meats, he found it odd that the whole thing had been skinned. Often a ripped off leg would be thrust into Anders hands to skin and cook for himself. A small smirk crept on Anders face as he realized that his companion had tried to prepare it for him. “So, since when did you like cooked deer?" Ander asked with a knowing look. “and I thought you said the skin was the best bit?"

Nyx shrugged with his upper wings and looked down at the deer. “Maybe I wanted to try something new." He muttered, unable to hold his rider's gaze. “I was going to cook you some and share it with you, but that flint is defective."

Realizing that this was as good of an apology he would get from the dragon he nodded. “Want me to try?"

Nyx nodded and took a half step back to give the man room to work. Crouching down, Ander picked up one of the smaller logs of wood. “This is too big, do you mind splitting it?" Ander asked and placed it down in front of his wyvern.

Shifting his weight, the blue wyvern placed a wing claw on the center of the log and leaned on it. His weight and the sharp point of his claw splintering the wood with ease. “I knew they were too big." He muttered and split the wood again before letting Ander retrieve the fragments.

“Of course." Ander chuckled and stacked the pieces of wood in a small arch. Holding the flint in one hand, he saw the steel knife the large wyvern had been trying to use with the flint. Picking it up he saw the edge of the blade now had an unrefined edge. “Looks like it was giving you some grief-"

“Hey, you took your big sword with you! It's not my fault I only had this little thing." Nyx retorted, sitting down on his haunches to watch Ander work.

“And if you ever use my sword to start a fire, our lives better depend on it." Ander chastised and began striking the flint and knife together. A cascade of sparks showered the broken timber again and again as he tried to light the wood.

Nyx opened his mouth to say something as a small whisp of smoke emerged from the firewood. “I can do this next bit." He said proudly and lowered his head down to the timber. Gently exhaling the warm air from his lungs he began to stoke the fire until yellow flames began to leap from the kindling.

“See? Teamwork." Ander announced and waited to make sure the flames caught. “Always knew you were full of hot air." He teased and looked around for the small leather sheath for the knife.

“Ha ha." Nyx said sarcastically.

Ander chuckled and began collecting the gear that the wyvern seemed to have distributed across the cave while looking for the flint in his pack. Making sure he didn't look the dragon in the eyes he instead focused on re-packing his rucksack. “Look, Nyx. We are a team, right?"

“I guess." Nyx said, turning his head to look at the man crouched next to his bag.

“We are." Ander corrected firmly and glanced at the fire that was beginning to build. “There are some things that we can't do by ourselves, and we need to rely on one another. You know what I mean?"

The wyvern looked back down at the fire. “Yeah, I know." He said, suspecting he knew where the line of conversation was going. “I'm the big strong dragon, you are the little human that tells me what to do."

“No!" Ander said quickly. “I mean…" he grimaced as he tried to find the right words. “Look, you are not some dumb horse with fancy wings." He paused to smile as the wyvern snorted in amusement. “I value your input. You see things differently and I appreciate that, I really do. Two minds are better than one, right?"

“Two of everything is better than-" Nyx cut his remark short when he saw the sincerity in his rider's eyes. “I know what you mean." He added quietly. “I have the big wings, you have the little hands. Together we can save the world-"

“My hands are not small!" Ander exclaimed. “They are perfectly average."

“But they are!" Nyx retorted. “Look at them! They are so little and wiggly." His smile broadening as he watched the human inspect his own hands. “Honestly, some of the things you do with them amaze me, given how little they are."

“They are not little!" Ander said again firmly and saw Nyx's grin fade. Shaking his head he looked down into his pack and made sure everything was accounted for before looking up and seeing the wyvern still looking at him. “You don't get it, do you?"

“Get what?"

“What the size of a man's hands imply." Ander explained and sighed as he saw the confusion etched in the blue wyvern's snout. Sighing, he closed the flap of his rucksack and stood up. “It's a saying that a man's hands are related to his… you know… sword."

Nyx's head cocked in further confusion and glanced down at his rider's beltline. “Well that's gryphon-shit. That makes no sense at all!" He exclaimed and looked back at his rider's hands. “Nah, that's not a thing. Your hands have five fingers tips but your dick-"

“Not the shape! The size! Gods, never mind." Ander cried and pushed his way past the wyvern's wings to tend to the fire, the heat finally at a suitable temperature to cook.

“Well.. thank the gods for that! That would be weird." Nyx murmured just loud enough for Ander to overhear.

“Hold on! Since when have you seen my dick?" Ander asked, pointing a piece of fire wood at the wyvern before placing it on top of the small pyre.

“Oh, I saw you bathing once or twice. I thought you knew." Nyx said and smirked when the human became red in the face again. “I was curious to see if you were compensating for that giant sword you carry-"

“I am not compensating!" Ander scoffed and reached for the skinned deer.

Nyx's wing claw pinned the meat down to the floor before lowering his head down to his humans level. “Nah, you're good." Nyx said with a playful wink before using a wing claw to slice a leg of meat off for Ander.

Ander shook his head and watched as the large creature passed him a leg to cook and shuffled closer to the rest of the deer for himself to eat raw. Clearly the drake had forgotten his comments about trying cooked deer but Ander wasn't going to start another argument.

Slicing slivers of meat off of the leg he skewered them with a branch and held it over the flames to cook, the smell of the fat rendering under the heat quickly filling their cave while the large wyvern was wasting no time in biting into the dead prey. The sounds of bones cracking under his mighty jaws mixing with his occasional hum of bliss and the crackle of the fire.

Ander tested one of the pieces of meat with his fingers before he turned over the branch to cook the other side. By the time the pieces of meat were safe to cook, the large wyvern had finished his meal and was in the process of kicking his wing claws clean of deer blood.

Nyx noticed the human's gaze lingering on his long tongue and tried not to smirk as he swirled it around his wing claws suggestively until the man looked away quickly. “So… did you sleep well?" Nyx asked, a hint of smugness in his voice as Ander's posture stiffened.

“Look, last night…" Ander said and tried to find the right words. It felt wrong to chastise the drake after telling him they were a team. “What was that all about?" he finally asked.

Nyx opened his mouth with a smile to say something rude but paused when he saw the vulnerability in his rider's eyes. Closing his mouth he swallowed and shrugged, “I guess it was just meant to be a bit of fun." he admitted. “I was bored, you were funny to poke, maybe I took things too far."

Ander's eyes widened slightly at the honesty from his wyvern. “Well, thank you for understanding." He said and checked the meat he was cooking.

“You know I've seen you checking me out though, right?" Nyx said suddenly, disturbing the brief silence. “It's okay, I don't mind. I kind of like it actually." He added when Ander opened and closed his mouth trying to find a rebuttal. “The order is wrong though, about riders and dragons. Silly humans with silly human rules." He added and inspected a wing claw for anything he had missed. Ander found himself staring at the meat he was cooking which allowed the wyvern to continue. “I mean, in our culture. Mateship, or even just fucking, is a good way to build bonds. It strengthens relations, relieves stress-"

“See that's the point though!" Ander interrupted, “In battle, we need to have a level head about the situation. We can't be making decisions based off of feelings or emotions." He paused to take a deep breath and calm himself. “In battle, there may be a time that you need to leave me, or I need to leave you. The first rule is to uphold the objective, above all else."

“Pfft, that's what they taught us, isn't it." Nyx said, mocking Ander for repeating the speech that was given to all new riders. “But tell me right here and right now. Could you do it?" He asked, lowering his head down to his rider's level. “Could you let me die and join the ranks of the dragon-less?" he asked and smirked when Ander looked away. “I know how much this means to you, to be a rider. You're doing what your father couldn't do." Nyx paused, waiting in case Ander needed to say anything. When Ander didn't look up from his meal he continued. “I've only heard bits and pieces of what you've been through, but it sounded rough. So… I guess, would you be okay with losing your station if it all went wrong?"

Ander didn't answer him and tested the meat to see if it was cooked to his liking, his mind torn at the large wyvern's words. He had fought so hard to be chosen by the recruiters, and even harder to rise through the ranks of the order to join the rider program.

While it was not unheard of for a rider to return without their mount after a hard assignment, he would be lying if he hadn't noticed the hollow looks in their eyes often telling the tale of their own shame and the loss they felt.

Nyx snorted at the silence and reared his head up to full height. “You don't know, do you?"

“Could you?" Ander said weakly, his voice a whisper, barely audible over the crackle of the fire. “Could you watch me die if it meant the mission would succeed? What about to save yourself? Hell, what about you dying to protect me?" He added with a bit more confidence in his words, yet he didn't want to believe them.

“Well, that's not fair." Nyx muttered and became busy inspecting his large wings for imperfections. In the corner of his eye he saw the human looking up at him. “Oh come on. Let's be realistic, there isn't a whole lot of us dragons around. Is there?" Nyx said and instantly regretted his choice of words, almost grimacing at the implication they may have. “I mean, Uphold the mission? Maybe, probably, depends." He said while looking up at the ceiling. “To die to save my rider? Well that's a different story."

“How so?" Ander asked and held the wyvern's gaze.

“Do you know why they ask the dragons to find a cave to live in, preferably around the cities?" Nyx asked.

“To stop you fucking in the streets?" Ander said, forcing a chuckle to try and lighten the mood, more for his own sake than anything else.

Ander received a glare from the blue drake but he continued. “Well, maybe, but no. We dragons are territorial-"

“What? No!" Ander teased sarcastically and waved a hand dismissively at the wyvern.

“What I mean is, we will protect what we think is ours. The whole 'uphold the mission' is all gryphon-shit and they know it. They encourage us to find a home on the outskirts of the city, hoping we get attacked first. Command is counting on us defending our lair and in turn, protecting the city."

Ander pursed his lips and shrugged. “I guess it's not a bad plan. So wait, you would protect this cave over me?"

It was Nyx's turn to shrug. “I don't know. You're my rider, but I don't know if you are mine or not."

Ander could see the sincerity in his eyes and looked down at his food, the meat starting to burn in the edges and he quickly removed it from the fire.

He waved the branch a few times to cool the pieces of meat before sliding one off and biting into it. “Not bad." he said when he caught the drake staring at him.

“I wanted to cook it for you." Nyx muttered quietly and became distracted with a scale on his tail that seems to be coming loose.

Ander began eating the meat, appreciative of Nyx's efforts. Something about the large drake trying to do something nice instead of the sarcasm he so often exuded made Ander smile.

Finishing the last of his meat, Ander tossed the branch back into the fire and watched the fire consume it. “Well, that was nice. Thank You, Nyx."

The blue wyvern gave a small nod of understanding and grinned. “I was trying to tell you that you would like my meat."

Ander snorted in amusement and shook his head, glancing up at the wyvern he could see the playful glint in his eye that told him that further remarks were about to ensue.

“Maybe next time it won't be all soft and tender. I prefer it when it's a hearty mouthful." Ander retorted and sat in silence as the wyvern recoiled back in shock. Looking up he grinned at the stunned expression on his companion's face.

“I'm sorry, who the fuck are you, and what have you done with Ander?" Nyx exclaimed.

“I was hungry." Ander shrugged and sensed he had the wyvern on the back foot. “So hold on, if you were to actually have a mate, would you protect them over me?" Ander asked. “And what about a casual fling? Like, how low am I on the list?"

“Feeling left out?" Nyx chuckled and extended two of his wings at different heights. “Let me explain, you mean something to me. So maybe somewhere between…" he said and wiggled a wing claw on the lower wing. “Needy whore in a nest house. And…." He said, wiggling the higher wing claw. “New drake that needs to be shown the ropes."

“Gee, thanks." Ander chuckled. “Glad to know where I stand."

“Hey, don't be offended. I just like breaking in the new guy." Nyx grinned. “They often make some fun noises."

Ander raised an eyebrow and looked at him in disbelief. “So hypothetically…" he said, his bravado faltering as he realized what he was about to say.

“Yes?" Nyx asked, his eyes narrowed as he started to piece together what Ander was trying to ask.

Looking into the deep amethyst colored eyes of his wyvern, Ander found himself losing his reservations. “I mean, theoretically, not offering. But if we were… a thing?" he asked, doubt creeping into his mind and eroding his self control.

Nyx blinked and lowered his head down to Ander's level, his voice low and deep. “Ander, if we were actually going to be honest with each other, and more importantly ourselves…" His words were slow and measured. “I would burn the world for you." He said with a conviction that made the hair on Ander's neck stand on end and goosebumps ripple down his skin. “I would topple empires, lead armies into battle, lay down my life… and cook you breakfast every day." He said with a smug smile as he saw Anders jaw drop ever so slightly. “All of the king's would have to sit down and agree to make a binding pact to stop me from fucking their shit up until I got to you."

Ander swallowed hard but found himself captivated by the large wyvern's intense gaze. “Very funny-"

“I wasn't joking." Nyx said quickly and held his gaze. “I don't see you just as my rider, Ander. Do you see me just as your mount?"

Ander's voice was little more than a whisper as his hand slowly raised up to touch the drake's scaled snout. “I… no." He admitted. “But, we can't-"

“We can, and you know it."

“I mean. I am a lot smaller than you." Ander explained softly, his fingertips resting on the smooth scales of Nyx's broad jaw.

“You think I don't know?" He smiled and leaned gently into his rider's touch, Nyx kept his intense stare. “I find that intriguing. I've been with bigger and smaller, but never as… cute as you."

Ander's ears burned and glanced towards the cave entrance to make sure they were alone. “I mean, if we were. I would have to be…" his words drifting off as he grappled with the reality of what could happen.

“The rider?" Nyx suggested with a smirk, nudging Ander's hand to bring his attention back to him. “That is your job, isn't it? What you always wanted to be?" He chuckled and grinned when Ander blurted out a laugh.

As their laughter subsided, Ander could see the honest and intent look in his wyvern's eyes. He knew that he hadn't withdrawn his hand from his companion's jawline and found his fingers drifting back and forth slowly. His resolve started to wane, he knew they were alone in their cave but shuddered at the thought of being discovered. “We can never tell anyone." He said softly.

“Ander, I know the consequences. And I would never say anything that would put your honor in danger. This will stay between us, only us." Nyx said, a soft low rumble resonated from his chest as his human began stroking his jawline in earnest. The soft gripping feeling of his rider's bare skin on his scales made his tail swish slowly against the stone floor. “Your fingers feel good." He added and tilted his head to allow Ander to continue.

“I-thanks." Ander replied and looked again towards the cave entrance.

Nyx saw his eyes drifting and spread a wing to block his view. “It's just us here. You and me, no one will know. Just us." He said warmly, his deep voice reassuring the smaller man.

“I know." Ander nodded and looked deep into the wyvern's eyes, “Okay, but how do we… you know?"

Nyx nuzzled his snout closer and rested his jaw on the man's shoulder before lowering his body to the ground. “Your hands feel good. How about we start with that?" He offered gently, “Maybe a bit further back and just see where you end up."

Ander nodded and began slowly tracing his hands toward the back of the large wyvern's jawline. The wyvern's thick muscular neck became the target of the man's tender fingers as he stroked and massaged the hard scales. Each one shifting and sliding over one another as Ander slowly made his way down the throat of his companion.

The deep rumbling purr that resonated from Nyx's chest made Ander smile, something about someone being so large, yet melting under his touch was endearing and made him long to continue. “How about you roll over?" Ander asked.

Nyx murmured an acknowledgment and while keeping his neck within reach of his rider, he rolled over on the ground and shuffled closer. Tucking his large wings close to his body he smiled as his human continued to run his hands down his smooth scales.

While he was no stranger to his wyvern's body, Ander had never touched the massive wyvern like this. He could feel Nyx's powerful heart beating as he ran his hands across the large scaled body, every deep breath of the wyvern's bellow-like lungs created a deep rumble that he could feel in his own chest.

“Your hands feel really good." Nyx mumbled, while stretching out and spreading his powerful legs.

Ander stood next to the wyvern and continued to trace his hands lower and lower. Seeing that Nyx had his eyes closed, Ander stole a glance down between the large wyvern's muscular legs. While his companions' slit was often a thin line between his thick scaled plates, now Ander could see them fighting to contain the wyvern's shafts from bursting forth. A distinct pink line could be seen, which as Ander moved closer seemed to quiver in excitement.

Taking a step further towards the drake's rear, Ander could smell the scent of the dragon's musk and excitement. It was strong, and powerful in a primal way. Like freshly cut firewood, or the ground after a light shower. Moving around the drake's thick thigh, he smirked at the exposed toe pads on the drake's long legs. Each one, a mottled pink and black color that tempted him to run his hands across the curved edges.

Focusing on the task at hand, Ander moved his hands around the drake's legs and felt the large dragon shudder when he stroked the inside of Nyx's thigh. Ander's eyes widened as he saw twin tips spill suddenly from the tight slit of his companion.

Pinky-red, tapered and covered in backwards facing ridges, the two spires began to engorge before his eyes. “Oh…" Ander exclaimed softly. “You weren't kidding."

“Like you said, two are better than one." Nyx chuckled and rocked his hips to encourage his cocks to swell. “You don't have to touch them, if you don't want to." He added in a deep honest whisper.

Ander took a deep breath to steady himself and noticed the smell of the drake's arousal filling the area between his legs. “I… um…" he said while looking at the two meaty spires. The backwards facing ridges looked soft but noticed that they seemed to pulse in time with the drake's heartbeat as he continued to watch. “You were right." He admitted, more to himself than Nyx. He wanted to know how they felt, to stroke them and feel the power beneath his finger tips.

“I know." Nyx said smugly. “It's why I chose you. I could see it in your eyes." He added warmly and curled his neck to look down his body towards the man. “Go on then, they won't bite. promise."

Ander nodded, his eyes focused on the two members. “Do you do both at the same time? Or is there a preferred one?" he asked, noticing that one was positioned behind the other.

“You mean… Do I have a main squeeze? Pfft, please. Don't overthink it." Nyx chuckled, “Either is fine." His heart beating faster as Ander's hands traced down the small soft scales that protected his groin.

Nodding briefly in understanding, Ander focused on exploring the wyverns' anatomy. Swinging a leg over the thick tailbase, he ever so slowly moved his hands up the large drake's penal refuge and closer to the lower of the two cocks. “I knew they would be big, but I didn't think…" Ander murmured. Sitting down on the drake's large tail, each one of the two fleshy spires stood proudly at chin height.

Gingerly sliding his hands up the sides of the drake's slit, he gradually moved to the base of the closest cock. The transition from smooth silky scales to hot dragon meat made his eyes widen. His touch caused Nyx to buck his hips and release a breath he didn't know he had been holding. “They-ugh… are sensitive." The drake whispered softly while watching the curious human continue. “Especially at the base."

Ander nodded and brought his hands up the large cock, he could feel a firm hint of a bulge at the base of the shaft and continued to trace his hands up the thick member. “Are all dragons so well… endowed?" Ander asked while blushing. He knew he was stroking the ego of his companion but the deep groan that resonated through the drake's body told him it was what he wanted to hear. “I don't know if I could get my arms around it."

“mmmgh, try?" Gasped Nyx, his breath stolen as Ander gently embraced his thick meat in a warm hug. “Fuck, that feels good." Nyx purred.

Ander quickly realized he should've taken his clothes off before getting this far as he felt a very warm wetness start to seep through his shirt. Leaning back he could see his entire front was socked with the wyvern's pre as it continued to ooze from his companion's tips. Ander looked up to his wyvern to see him stifling a laugh. “You could've told me you'd be this messy." Ander said with his hands on his hips.

Nyx arched his neck in a regal pose pointed towards the ceiling of their cave and spoke in an aristocratic canter. “And you, my dear rider. Could've easily seen what you were getting yourself into." his lips curling into a smug grin. His vision quickly dominated by the tan shirt Ander once wore as it was flung up at his head, a wet slap echoing throughout the cave as the pre-soaked garment landed on Nyx's cheek and slowly slid down his snout. “Oooo, you're going to pay for that." Nyx said as he brought his head down closer to Ander.

“I feel like I'm already making quite a big payment here." Ander chuckled as he wrapped his arms back around the draconic length and stroked the ridges on either side. Nyx closed his eyes and let out a huff as his body shuddered in ecstasy. A satisfied hum escaping the dragon's lips as he laid his head back down to enjoy his rider's ministrations.

“Don't worry, I'll keep good track of your debts." Nyx said as he smiled to himself.

Ander continued to stroke the draconic spire that consumed most of his view. The musk of the wyvern flooded his senses with every breath he took, it was thick in the air and almost intoxicating. His hands caressing the ridges on either side of his companion's cock up to the tip where he spent some time to give it equal attention. Ander looked around the side of the drakes' cocks and noticed Nyx's breaths starting to slowly deepen. Nyx must have noticed Ander slow down since he raised his head so see his rider watching him.

“You're a lot better at this than I imagined." Nyx huffed as he watched his rider with loving eyes.

With the encouragement from his drake, Ander started to put more of his body into his actions. Pressing his chest up against the underside of the wyvern's cock to help cover the large surface area he was given to work with. Leaning into it, he could feel the immense warmth radiating from the dragon's shaft. The cool air of the cave became no concern as his body was slowly filled with the warmth of his companion.

Ander continued to use his hands to do most of the work while he rocked slowly on his knees. He could feel the large beast's pulse as he held on a bit tighter, grinding his body and arms against the wyvern's shaft. His companions pre starting to flow more from his tips, more than he would have expected. Ander leaned back as it dripped down his companion's cock, using it to make his movement easier and more fluid.

Nyx bent his large head down to nuzzle Ander as he continued to work the wyvern's cock. “You're doing great but I think I need a bit more coverage." he said just before he dragged his tongue up the side of his cock. His powerful tongue catching every ridge and Ander before he passed to swirl it around the tip catching his own pre before taking it back into his maw.

As the wyvern began to draw his tongue up his shaft Ander opened his mouth to protest before catching some of the pre mixture causing him to quickly shut it. He didn't immediately spit it out and to his surprise it didn't taste bad at all. The taste was almost a combination of the smells of the wyvern's musk along with an underlying spice to it. Nowhere near enough to cause any problems, it only encouraged the man to start testing new things with his wyvern.

Ander brought his head closer to the wyvern's tip and gave it a tentative lick. Nyx watched his companion and now lover start to use his tongue in earnest. Was Ander his lover? Did he truly want this as much as him? He was here now and seemed to be enjoying himself more and more as they experimented together. Nyx would have to ask him how he felt after their fun was done, for now they both had a job to do.

“Oh gods." Nyx hissed through gritted teeth. His rider's ability to get him off so easily surprised him. “That- That feels amazing." Nyx huffed. “I think I'll join you." Nyx said and licked his cock and rider one last time before giving his attention to his other length.

Nyx wrapped his tongue around his other length and pulled it against his snout as he dragged it up his length starting just above his knot as both barely started to inflate. A wet slap could be heard after his tongue passed each set of ridges until he got to the top where he started to lick his other tip, collecting some of the large amount of pre that had accumulated. Nyx watched Ander continue to move against his length as he began to become more accustomed to his movements.

Not wanting to be outdone by his tiny rider, Nyx took his own tip into his maw and started bobbing his head up and down slowly. Ander watched in awe as Nyx started to work his other length in front of him. “I wish I could do that." Ander mumbled.

Nyx grinned and chuckled around his own cock. He thought of coming up to make some snide remark but he was too engrossed in the feeling of both his lengths being worked at the same time. Instead he settled on showing off as he took most of his shaft into his maw. He watched Ander closely as he slowly lowered his head until he kissed the front of his knot which had grown larger but still hadn't fully inflated yet.

Ander paused for a moment as he watched his companion perform this incredibly lewd action, of which never crossed his mind until just moments ago. Feeling like he needed to keep up he began to give each of the wyverns' ridges more attention as he moved his body up and down the rigid shaft. Nyx would jolt everything he let the ridges pass his arms, marveling at how he could make the large wyvern twitch and almost writhe with such little effort.

Nyx continued to bob his head up and down, the feeling of having both his lengths worked at the same time flooding his brain with a lust he had never felt before. While his lips could never make a tight seal around his cock, the slight suction from his throat pulled at his tip while he feverishly slurped his tongue around his ridges.

With Ander Trying his best to match Nyx's enthusiasm the wyvern could feel the pleasure building. With every stroke of his lengths he'd raise his hips to try and meet the non-existent rump he was burying himself into. Nyx had to force himself to hold back knowing he'd throw his rider off if he let himself go.

The pressure rose as he saw Ander was truly devoted to his actions in pleasuring him. His heart soaring like it never has before just from seeing the man he'd been so close to for so long finally expressing his feelings. Having the smaller man silently worshiping him gave Nyx a high he never thought existed.

Nyx could tell he was close, his mind becoming consumed by the amazing feeling of his rider around his cock. With needy eyes he watched Ander devote every movement to his pleasure. He only hoped Ander was enjoying this as much as he was.

Ander felt more powerful than ever before, the power he felt the day he was assigned a dragon was nothing compared to what he felt now. The way his companion looked at him told him everything he needed to know. He saw the need and want in his eyes but he could also see something else, something he had never seen before. He recognized the look of lust he saw in his wyvern's eyes, he'd seen it before when passing dragoness's Nyx thought were particularly hot. His heart beat faster as he now saw that passionate look directed at him, Nyx's amethyst eyes burning into his with a fire he couldn't control.

Nyx had said something about if he was his mate then he'd burn the world for him. Ander still slightly doubted he'd go as far to call him a mate, but the look in his eyes started to erode that doubt. Was he ready for something like this? He'd never even been with one of his own species and here he was pleasuring his wyvern… and he was enjoying himself. His mind may be full of questions about what was to come but he had never felt this free in years. He couldn't back out now, he didn't want to. He couldn't leave his friend… his.. lover. Was that it? Was that his final decision? Doubt had no place in this cave at this very moment, Ander was sure of himself in this at least. He'd never leave his wyvern side.

He doubled his efforts, using his whole body to satisfy the wyvern. He almost wished this wouldn't end but his legs and more so his arms were starting to burn, he could only hope he'd be able to make his wyvern finish before he grew too sore to continue.

Nyx slowed his own movements, working his other cock while watching his rider devote himself had built his pleasure faster than expected. He wanted to give Ander an explosive finish for what he assumed was his first time, something to remember for sure.

Ander's arms had become too tired and worn to continue using them as he had at first. He wanted to help his wyvern finish and soon had to resort to holding on and using his legs to do most of the work. The wyverns thick and slippery pre aided him in his movements but felt the beginning of his legs starting to burn. Bent on riding his wyvern to the end, he could only hope he could hold out as long and Nyx needed him.

Ander was breathless as he continued to grind his body against the drake's thick cock. He could tell Nyx was close, the large drake's nostrils flaring with each deep breath as he pleasured his other length. Shuffling forwards, Ander gripped his thighs around the swollen lobes of the wyvern's lower cock and felt the shudder of bliss rocket through the drake's full body.

His tail slapped hard against the stone ground as he lifted his hips up into the air, the sudden movement causing Ander to hold on tight with his arms and legs. The tight grip behind Nyx's knot was the final piece of the puzzle as he came undone.

Ander, with his head in the firing line scrunched his eyes closed as he felt the first torrent of cum blast through the thick cock and out the tip. Hot, thick seed blasted his face like a fire hose and it took all of his self control not to open his mouth for a taste. The grunting gurgling sound coming from Nyx told him that his other member had fired off at the same time, filling the large drake's maw with his own cum.

Running his hands up and down the ridges that adorned his mount's cock, Ander worked hard to prolong his friend's release. In the corner of his eye he saw Nyx's toes curl as jet after jet of slick seed burst out of the drake's members, covering the wyvern's head and neck while also soaking Ander in the pearly cum.

Withdrawing his head from his upper cock, the wyvern threw his head back and gasped for air. The ensuing ropes of cum splattered wetly against his chest and belly as his lengths throbbed.

“By the moons." Groaned Nyx, his wings fluttering wildly against the ground as his body tried to comprehend the power of his release. Panting, his breaths were ragged and desperate as he looked back down at his soaked rider. “I… I've never had… both… release... at once." He said weakly through heavy breaths.

Wiping his face with the back of his sticky hand, Ander tried to open his eyes before repeating the process. Flicking a hand to send the gooey mess flying he wiped his eyes one last time and squinted at the smiling wyvern. “You could have warned me."

“It's rude to talk with your mouthful." Nyx chuckled before whining softly as Ander relaxed his grip behind his knot. “Awww." He complained as the man slid back slightly and swung a leg over his tail to stand on his own two feet.

Ander placed a hand on the wyvern's leg for support as he found his own thighs burning after the exertion. “I feel like I've run a marathon." He panted and looked down his cum covered body and then to the aftermath that covered his wyvern. “I… God… were you pent up? Or is this normal?"

A deep rumble of a chuckle resonated from the wyvern as he curled around, bringing his large head closer to his rider. “Let me clean you up." He said warmly.

Before Ander could protest, the thick muscular tongue of his wyvern began tracing up and down his body. Gathering the spilt seed and swallowing before returning to stroke over his bare body. “Would you like a turn?" Nyx asked between licks, his deep purple eyes looking into Ander with a gaze of care and affection he had never shown before.

“Um, thanks. But maybe next time." Ander said, while the warm, wet and sharp toothed maw of his mate seemed appealing, his knees started to shake and had to hold his wyvern's snout for support. “Maybe after a bit of a lie down."

With a delicate touch that betrayed his size, Nyx guided the man close to his chest with a wing. Rolling over so his softening cocks dibbled the last of his seed onto the cold hard ground. His tongue roaming over the bare skin of his rider long after he had cleaned him of his spilt seed.

“Something else the textbooks don't show." Nyx started and waited for Ander to look him in the eye. “Knots are not just to ensure the seed sticks. But also so we have an excuse to cuddle." He said warmly and brought his other wings over his rider to cacoon him from the world.

Nyx's eyes opened at the sound of a draconic roar coming from outside the cave. Quickly lifting his head he looked out to see the familiar sight of Captain Bredoch approaching on his winged mount. The black dragoness approaching with a sense of urgency that made Nyx's stomach tighten.

Looking down he could see his naked rider still nestled against his belly and swallowed. With Ander's robes tossed in the far corner of the cave, he knew that they didn't have time to make him decent. Rolling suddenly to his feet, he heard Ander Yelp in surprise as he was rudely awoken.

“Trust me." Nyx said quickly and quietly through gritted teeth as he shielded the human from view of the approaching captain.