Forward Into Midnight - IV
#5 of Forward Into Midnight
_ IV _
_ B _eads of sweat clung to his brow as he dropped to the floor, holding himself up on the palms of his hands the tips of his sneakers, as a ball sailed over where his body had been mere moments before. He rolled to his side as another bounced off the floor in front of him. Using his tail, pushed himself to his feet and to the side, avoiding yet another ball that was aimed for him.
Dodgeball. One of his favorites games to play in gym class, and easily one of his best. For nearly three years he had been playing the game, and since his first game, no one had been able to even come close to hitting him. The only way he ever got out was by one of his thrown balls being caught by the opposing team.
As per usual, he was the last one on his team left standing. Only three of his other classmates enjoyed the game like he did, most just didn't find it to be much of a challenge.
Of the opposing team, there were three drakes whom he recognized, and each one left a sour taste in his maw. Rynvar, a skinny drake with two shades of overlapping bronze that covered his body, sporting a pair of thick, round glasses. Beside him was Nevarneth, a dark magenta drake who bore bulking muscle with a soft amber underbelly. Lastly, was Guthor, a light ruby red dragon who sported some slight muscle with a soft golden yellow underbelly.
Wrapped tightly around all three of their right forearms were several strands of white medical gauze, each of them having suffered the same injury._Probably from the same stupid stunt,_Rain thought as he avoided another ball tossed his way. While he moved, easily evading the giant red rubber balls that were thrown in his direction, he seized each of them up, watching for any sort of weakness. It was something he often did when playing any sport, always seeing the fault in his opponent, even on video games.
While Rynvar maintained a svelte build, it gave him impressive speed, which enabled him to quickly find the balls that Rain threw back and pass them to his teammates. Rynvar was one of the last drake's in the entire school that he had expected to be a part of Guthor's circle of friends. He was a smart young dragon, not nearly as intellectually gifted as Cobalt, but a close second. He spent most of he free time studying, and as far as he knew, had never even been on a date before.
Nevarneth, with his large build of muscle, was very slow in comparison. His bulging muscles, while he thought made him look like a stud, also served to limit his range of motion. The dark magenta drake was well known throughout the school as being a body builder, and while he could name out several exercises, and successfully perform them, he was a lost cause with anything relating to book smarts. He was as dumb as they come.
Guthor, well Guthor was another story all together. Unlike his friends, Guthor had some muscle, but not too much that it became a hindrance. What he lacked in strength, he made up for in speed, almost being a blur of motion as he hurtled balls across the court. He hated Guthor with nearly ever fiber of he being, seeing the way that he treated the females at the school, and being appalled that after all the years he had spent just messing around with them, that they hadn't been smart enough to look past his disturbing qualities.
Rain watched each of them with a critical eye, noting the weaknesses of two of his opponents. He rolled forward to dodge another ball, while at the same time grasping his own. When he came out of his roll he hurled the ball across the court, striking Rynvar across the side of his face, knocking his glass across the floor. "Out!" The coach shouted with enthusiasm.
Their coach, a tall, slender dragon with dark grass green scales, loved to watch his students excel at sports, and Rain was no exception. With his guidance, Rain had joined both the soccer team, and the baseball team. Both were played during the spring, but he made time by practicing for both during the summer, while during the spring he would alternate days. His coaches made an exception due to his flawless natural talent for practically any game he played.
Never before had the young drake felt a semblance of skill at dodgeball, aside from his ability to evade. For him, it was just a simple game with simple rules, but for some reason, he felt like he needed to win. He acted as though his sister was out on the court with him, and she was nothing more than a helpless whelp. With a growl, he side stepped another ball and twirled around, launching his own ball back towards the two remaining thugs.
Guthor used his own ball to block his throw, twisting in place to throw his own back. Rain effortlessly launched himself up into a barrel roll, using his wings to keep him balanced, and caught the ball. "Out!" The coach shouted again.
The first student on the benches for his team vaulted to her feet and dashed into the fray, sliding beneath a ball before picking one up and tossing it back. No sooner had it left her hand, she was pelted across the face. A split second later, Nevarneth reached out and caught the ball. "Out!"
Guthor jumped to the front of the line on his team and when he had seen the ball caught, darted back out onto the court. Once more it came down to Guthor, Nevarneth, and himself. With a sly grin, the drake used his tail to scoop up a ball, while he grasped one in either hand. Eyeing the two dragons, he stuck up his middle finger.
Mad snarls escaped them, their lips curling back as they charged at him. Rain took the advance in stride, giving out his own fierce snarl as he charged towards them. As one, precise machine, the two drake's threw their balls, unaware that he had already let one go from his hand to roll beneath them. Their aim was off as they both slipped on the ball, Rain soaring through the air in a spin, before he threw first one, then the second ball at them.
"Your both out! Red Team wins." There wasn't any fanfare, no cheering, just silence as the students grumbled before heading to the shower. As was the ritual, the losing team had to wait for their showers until they picked up every single ball. They grumbled as they labored over the daunting task, all except the trio of friends, who had managed to sneak by the coach and into the shower room.
Rain was feeling giddy inside, almost to the point where he was willing to give his sister her birthday gift a couple of days early. Nearly a month had passed since their eventful weekend of her pretending to be his 'pet', when Glitter had come to live with them.
To his amazement, Glitter had actually been feeling more open with them than she had ever been. Before she had moved in with them, at the insistence of both siblings as well as their parents, she had always kept a sort of protective shell around her, putting up a facade so that nobody else could ever hurt her. Due to her change in environment, she too had changed. She still was the brash, sometime annoying dragoness that they had grown up with, but she wasn't so conceded with them anymore. Even at school, she had lightened up on her joking with her fellow students.
It was almost like there was a different aura around her, like she felt safer than she had ever been. Cobalt, and through her Rain, sometimes found her shivering in her new bed, nightmares of what her father had done to her still fresh in her mind. He knew that it would take her years to overcome them, and even then, she would always be tormented by the pain and anguish that she had to endure for most of her life.
His own father, more than his mother, tried to get her to open up to him. It had taken a while, but even though she didn't consider him her father, she still thought of him as her adoptive dad, thus he finally managed to get through to her. Over the past two weeks he had actually managed to get her to go to the movies with him, another time she allowed him to take her to their local pool hall, where they spent an entire Saturday afternoon just talking, getting to know each other better.
He had to admit, the biggest surprise from that weekend was Monday night when their parents had come home. With himself and his sister as support, Glitter told their parents what had happened to her home, her own family, and how she didn't have anywhere to go. Of course his parents had accepted her in and offered her a warm, inviting home. To the siblings utter shock, they approved of them sharing a room, letting Glitter have Cobalt's room. Of course, the trio had already moved all of her things into her brother's room the night before.
Now, Rain felt like he had been living in a dream that he never wanted to end. Every morning her got to wake up to the smiling face of his beloved sister, who he couldn't even call such anymore. Since their weekend he just couldn't fathom calling her anything but his girlfriend, seeing as how they were much more than siblings now. Glitter was by definition always extended family, and they considered her their sister already, so they just accepted her as though she had been born from the same clutch of eggs that they had.
As the water of the shower cascaded down upon him, he couldn't help but hum a slight tune to himself. Although he was happy with his life, he still couldn't shake the growing fear that had been building over the last month. At first he thought he was being paranoid, afraid of losing his sister, but he knew that it was just his heart trying to deny what his mind had noticed.
Several of Guthor's friends had started to take notice of his sister. Their lingering gazes weren't all though, several of them when gazing upon her would tug at the groin of their pants, or lick their lips as they eyed her rear. It drove him crazy just to have her more than arm's length away from her, but she had asked him to trust her, and he knew deep down that she was no pushover. Their bent bed frame was a testament to that.
"Hey Rain, need to talk to yous for a sec." A snark, yet boyish voice broke through his train of thought, making him pull back the curtain a little to see Guthor leaning against a locker, with his two friends standing beside him. Nevarneth was cracking his knuckles loudly, flexing his arms as he did so. "So uh, yous be willing to do a favor for me?" There was a fire burning in his eyes as he looked at the drake, a devious smirk as he practically eyed the nude drake through the thin shower curtain.
"What's up?" Rain decided to keep his temperament in check, already having an idea as to what he was about to be asked. His heart began to beat at a rapid pace as he clenched his hands tightly around the drawn curtain, feeling his muscles tense in preparation for an attack.
"Yur sista. She looks like a fine piece of ass." Rain had to clench his maw tightly to keep from snarling at hearing the worthless whelp of a drake talking about his sister, nay, his soon-to-be-mate, in such a way. "Yous think she'd give it up easily for me?"
There was a deadly silence that pervaded the air, almost as if Guthor was a god of the world and had drowned out all sounds in the world except for their conversation. Several of the male students that had finished their showers were watching with a keen interest to the emerald drake, wondering what he was going to say.
A deep, burning desire began to glow in his heart, making him want to roar out a threatening challenge to the drake, to charge at him and beat him into a puddle of mush that not even his own mother, who he had the disturbing thought he had already taken as well as a mate at some point, wouldn't be able to recognize.
Laughter began to fill the air, carried upon the back of the steam clouds to the ears of all that were present. At first, they were confused as to where it was coming from, until they looked back at the emerald drake. Tears were streaming down from his eyes as his laughter grew louder, his sides hurting from his merriment. Guthor was confused at first, but then he snapped his fingers. Like a trained dog, Nevarneth strode up to the drake and picked him up, his laughter only growing louder.
Rain couldn't help but find amusement in the drake's fruitless endevour. He knew his sister to a 'T', and even if they weren't together, he knew damn well that she would never fall for the pathetic drake. To her, he was just an annoying insect that would buzz around a picnic, searching for something sweet to eat.
"Care to explain what yous laughing 'bout?" Guthor had his fists clenched while he grit his teeth, finding the emerald drake to be a nuisance.
"You." Rain replied through another fit of laughter. "My sister would sooner curl her tail for my cousin than you." By now all of the other dragons had joined on his laughter, most knowing that what the drake had said was right. They knew his sister, and they knew she wasn't dumb enough to fall for anything that Guthor said. What they didn't know, was how she had already, and was always willing, to lift her tail for her very own brother.
With a grumble of irritation, Guthor snapped his fingers again, making the gathered grow silent while he stared down the emerald dragon. "Mark my words Rain. Nobody, and I mean nobody, says no to me." His voice was laced with a seething rage at being embarrassed by none other than the brother of one of the most beautiful, and yet smartest dragonesses in the entire school.
With an echoing laughter still leaving him, Rain said, "She'll say no to you."
"Well. We'll just have to see about that." Again the drake snapped his fingers, Nevarneth taking the hint and slamming the drake down onto the ground, knocking the air out of his lungs. Letting him go, the giant of a dragon strode away, following his two friends as they left the locker room.
Rain rubbed the back of his neck as a deep aqua blue dragon helped him up. "You'd better hope your sister can handle herself."
"Why's that?" Rain asked the aqua blue drake. For some strange reason, when Rain gazed upon his helper, he couldn't help but feel that he was slightly familiar somehow, but he just couldn't place his finger on why. "Who are you again?"
"Oh, sorry. You probably wouldn't recognize me. I'm Torn." Rain gave him a confused grin. "We went to third grade together, I used to wear glasses." Looking the dragon from head to toe, he could see that he had a slight build to himself, like he was trying to get in better shape, but still retained some of his svelte figure.
"Torn..." He gave pause as he looked over the dragon again, noticing a small patch of light amethyst scales beneath his left eye. "Oh Torn!" Memories of his third grade year of school came sailing back into his mind, remembering all of the fun that his sister and him had with said dragon before him. He was a sweet, helpful dragon who had always wanted to be a doctor. While not very smart about most things, something about dragon anatomy appealed to him.
"Ya..." He turned to look around the room, making sure that nobody was listening before he said, "Be sure to keep an eye on your sister. I know that she can handle herself, but if she says no to him there will be hell to pay."
"What do you mean?" Rain grit he teeth, tempted to run out after the drake himself.
"The last dragoness that said no to him, he had his friends hold her down and they each took a turn with her."
"He raped her?" If there was one thing that the emerald dragon hated more than anything else in the world, it was a dragon who didn't have the gal to accept that a dragoness didn't want anything to do with them and just took what they wanted anyway.
"Keep an eye out brother. For her sake as much as your own."
Cobalt sighed as she glanced up at the clock mounted above the doorway to her third period class, Advanced Mathematical Theory with Mrs. Wilder. Mrs. Wilder was a lovely sunset orange dragoness, who always came to school with a freshly picked flower from her mate tucked behind her ear. She was one of the few teachers who took a pure merriment in being a teacher, and to say that they hit it off on the first day was a gross understatement. Cobalt was no teacher's pet, but she was a fast learner and often helped Mrs. Wilder in teaching the class.
Friday's always meant a test in most of her classes, and Advanced Mathematical Theory was no exception. She had finished her test in a matter of minutes and had time to kill. The testing period would last the entire class period, so she had nothing to do but sit and wait for the bell to ring. Memories of her brother, from when she could first comprehend anything to that morning flashed through her mind.
To say that she had always loved her brother was a fair assumption. Many of their friends when they were younger had siblings, but they always seemed to distant from each other. Sure they would hang out together, but they always had their own circles of friends that didn't include their siblings. Rain and her had never had that problem, for as long as she could remember they had clung to each other like glue.
Just to think of her drake made her feel a swarm of butterflies flutter in her stomach, her heart begin to race, the echoing pound only audible to her ears with its rapid, rhythmic beat. With nothing else to do, she pulled out a piece of paper and began to draw. Her hand glided over the paper in slow, even strokes as the shape of a dragon became visible. More lines took the form of another dragon, while a cluster of broken egg shells came into existence on the bed that was before them.
She paused in her drawing as she glanced out of the corner of her eye, a deep feeling of vulnerability invading her thoughts. She could swear a few pairs of eyes were burning a hole right through her clothes, as if they were undressing her in their mind. To her left she caught a a tall, electric yellow drake eyeing her with a sultry gaze, his phone in his hand. A buzz to her right made her glance over, seeing a short, fat drake with onyx black scales giving her the same look, though he made the move to try and entice her by licking his lips.
Delvin and Shaltor, two dragons who always hung out with Guthor either after school or at lunch. Their phones gave of faint glows as their fingers moved across the screen, sending a message either to each other or to their obvious leader. It made her scales itch to feel their gaze, but she just ignored them. Instead, she slipped out her own phone and quickly sent a message to Glitter.
A response was almost instantaneous, '_What's going on now?'_She reread her own message that she had sent and realized that it was a garbled mess of words that she couldn't even make sense of.
She replied, 'Delvin and Shaltor keep eyeing me with these disturbing looks. I swear they keep messaging Guthor.'
'Hold on.' A few seconds passed in silence before she responded back, 'I texted Rain. He said that Guthor had his eye on you now. He said to meet him after class.'
'Okay'. Cobalt had felt nervous before, she had even felt scared, but she had never been terrified in her life of anything, or anyone. Guthor, just the thought of him trying to seduce her, made her nearly gag, and her lungs cry for air. He was a disturbed, gruesome dragon who only ever cared about himself and his own needs. What he did to dragons, well, what he had his lackeys do to dragons, was often unimaginable.
Although she tried to hide it, she couldn't help but give a small shudder in her seat, feeling like time slowed to a stand still as she looked up to the clock on the wall, seeing that nearly three-quarters of the period was over. In fifteen minutes the bell would ring and she would have to hurry and meet her brother, where ever he was.
As slowly as she could, she packed away her notebook and her pencil into her backpack, then grasped a hold of the strap as she waited for the bell to ring. Her legs were tense, getting ready to launch her up and dart out of the room. On either side, she saw that the two dragons had already turned in their tests and were packing away their own things, a sneer plastered on either face.
Her heart leapt into her throat as she watched them, seeing their eyes trail up and down her body. She should have felt uncomfortable, maybe even disgusted, but instead, all she could conjure up was fear. A raging storm converged on her mind, her natural instinct to fight took control of her body, with the instinct to flee soon taking hold. A battle for her mind began to wage throughout her body, feeling different muscles tense every second while the feeling of sheer fear overrode every other sense.
Only the thought of her brother, a fierce, protective force that could drape blanket of safety around her, brought any sort of comfort. Already she could feel her heart call out to him, not for love, not for lust, not even for companionship, but for the protection that he provided. It wasn't that she was weak, or that she couldn't handle herself, but alone, even she doubted she could handle more than three of Guthor's lackeys. From what she had seen, it looked as though they were all about to pounce her in the hallway.
A loud, shrieking bell nearly made her jump out of her very scales as it resounded through the school. After a moment to compose herself, she rose from her seat and strode out of the room in a brisk pace. Not far behind her, Delvin and Shaltor did the same.
In the hallway she passed by the various dragons with ease, her eyes ever alert for Guthor or any of his so called 'friends'. A chorus of voices assaulted her ears, the mass of bodies slowing her progress to her next class, to her brother's protective embrace. Several different scents lingered on her nose, her mind trying to block them out. She tried to catch her brother's unique scent, but to no avail.
By the time that she had reached the hallway where her fourth period History class was the mass of students had shrunk to a few sparse students, letting her resume her brisk pace. Dread found its way into her mind as she saw none other than Guthor, standing outside of her History class. He was leaning against the locker, a coy grin on his lips as he locked eyes with her. To catch his gaze made her body shake with fear, her body growing stiff as six dragons closed in around her. Nevarneth, Rynvar, Shaltor, Delvin, Sular, and Chelthar.
Nevarneth placed one hand over her mouth, while the other slipped around her waist and picked her up. Quickly, they took her down the hall into an empty classroom, not far from her History class, where she was placed onto a single desk. Several bags were strewn along one wall, the students at their first period lunch while their teacher was probably in the Teacher's Lounge enjoying her own lunch.
Tears began to fall from her eyes as she felt multiple hands grasping at her body, her muffled screams only making her fear grow into panic when she felt her bag get slung across the room. She could feel their claws on her body, tearing away her shirt to expose her breasts to the frigid air that had settled in the room, her pants being torn to shreds.
More tears streamed down her cheeks as she was fully exposed for all of the world to see, her legs being held apart so that they could all gaze upon her delicate flower. To astonishment though, none of them made a move to enter her, or even touch her, instead, when she managed to see the group of drakes around her through her blurry vision, she could see that they were horrified to see her male appendage.
They gave pause, their faces contorted into disgusted expressions, until he walked in. His smile never faltered as he looked over her nude form, drinking in the sight with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. In her mind she screamed_, This is only a nightmare. Wake up. Wake up!_ But she didn't.
Guthor stalked over to her, his hands unzipping his pants as his member flopped free. The dawning realization that this was real, that she was about to be taken, and not by her brother, filled her with horror. She tried to scream, but a large hand still covered her muzzle, keeping it clamped shut. She tried to wiggle, but the multitude of arms kept her pinned down. She tried with all of her strength to break free, but she couldn't. She was helpless to stop Guthor from doing what he wanted with her.
"And your brother said you would say no." His sinister laugh filled the room, being joined by those of his lackeys as he stood before her, mere inches from her feminine lips.
In a desperate attempt to at least scream for help, she let out a thin stream of fire from her maw, the smoke rising from between her lips. She gave a snarl then the fire slipping past her lips to scorch the scales of the hand clamped around it. She felt the grip loosen slightly, letting her part her jaw enough to bite down on the hand. A roar of pain echoed in the room and down the hallway. The strong, metallic taste of blood dripped down her throat, making her give a fierce snarl before she released her captive, letting out a mighty roar that shook the windows.
Guthor took a step bake, unsure of what to do as the dragonesses muzzle was finally free. His eyes grew wide then as he watched her take in a breath of air, before, with another mighty roar, she screamed out her brother's name, "RAIN!"
Rain had been standing in the doorway to his class, much to the annoyance of his teacher. Ever since the bell had rung he had been sitting in his seat, waiting for his sister, but after a minute or two, he had gotten worried and so he had stood in the doorway, waiting. His teacher was about to tell him to sit down for the thirteenth time when they heard a loud roar of pain, followed by another. It had come from the classroom down the hall. Cobalt!
Without a word to anybody, the drake took off down the hall, his feet pounding against the floor as he raced to his sister's aid. "RAIN!" Her voice echoed in the empty hallway, her panic as evident as her fear when it reached his ears.
"Cobalt!" He roared back in answer.
Guthor had heard Rain's reply from the hallway. He knew that his time was drawing to a close, and so he had to act fast if he wanted to have his sister. Ignoring the worried glances of his cohorts, he moved to take her, the head of his member mere inches away from her flower. "Get away from her you son of a bitch!"
All eyes in the room turned to look at the emerald drake as he stood in the doorway of the classroom, a raging inferno of fire burning in his emerald green eyes. Most of them shrunk away in fear, their grip on his sister loosening. A fierce, protective growl escaped his throat as he stepped into the room, grasping Guthor by the shoulder and throwing him to the ground. Leaping over his sister, hes struck all of the drake's in their sensitive nose, using his tail, boots, and hands.
Cobalt felt their grip loosen enough for her to escape. Using her own tail, she struck them all a second time in the nose, feeling them pull their hands away to clutch to the end of their muzzles. Seizing her moment, she raced across the room and ducked behind the teacher's desk, out of their sight.
The emerald drake rose to his feet, a burning desire to protect his sister flared in his chest. What he felt for her was not the protective nature of a brother, but the need to shield his mate away from any who would otherwise cause her harm. A deep, fear inducing snarl passed through his lips, his sharp teeth put on display for them all to see as he roared a challenge at them. "What are you waiting for?! Get him!"
Guthor had already picked himself up off the floor and was giving out his own snarl of rage. He was angry, angry at Cobalt for managing to get away, angry at her brother for ruining his lust induced state, but most of all, he was angry that his so called 'friends' couldn't keep hold of one dragoness. He was angry, until he caught her lingering scent, which left a trail to the teacher's desk. Letting his anger turn to triumph, he moved over to the desk.
Rain looked over to the desk, having caught her trail of scent as well. More than that though, he could feel her fear from her situation, the panic that she felt at what almost happened, and if he didn't stop them, what could probably still happen. With an enraged roar, he darted across the room to the ruby red dragon, launching himself at the drake in a fierce tackle. His claws pierced the side of the drake as he raked them across, making him let out a howl of pain where blood began to pour out.
While Guthor was still trying to recover from his injury, Rain pushed himself back to his feet and took a fighting stance, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for the next opponent. Nevarneth rushed forward, blood still dripping from where Cobalt had bit his hand.
Rain easily side-stepped the massive brute and jumped onto his back. He placed his legs around the drake's midsection and, using his momentum, propelled him back towards the wall. There was a loud crash as the drake struck the brick, a slight indent made from the mass of weight that had slammed into it.
A split second later, he twisted and thrust out a kick toward Shaltor, hearing a sickening crunch as the drake fell to the floor. Without missing a beat, the emerald drake threw a punch out towards Rynvar, striking him across the face and making blood spurt out from his nose as he fell. Next came a twist, followed by a backwards kick to Delvin. Said drake was sent back into the wall, his skull bouncing off the wall with a dull thud.
The emerald drake searched the room for his next opponent, finding quickly that both Sular and Chelthar had fled when the drake had knocked over Guthor, he was finding his footing again. Rain caught his movement out of the corner of his eye. One last, fierce growl emanated from his throat as he rushed over towards the drake, slamming him into the wall with a shoulder thrust, then, he raked his claws downward and sliced clean through his jeans, and along his groin.
A long, echoing howl escaped the ruby dragon's throat as he clutched his sensitive flesh, a pool of blood forming beneath him while tears fell from his eyes. Tremendous pain flooded his mind, unable to think of anything else as he withered in the constant flow.
Rain cast his gaze across the room to make sure that none of his lackeys were rushing towards him, or his sister. His upper lips were still pulled back into a fierce snarl as he stood before the teacher's desk, adrenaline coursing through his veins while his muscles remained tense, his fingers clenching into tight fists.
Movement at the door caught his attention, his legs lowering his body into a low crouch as he prepared to launch himself at anyone who dared to come near his beloved sister. He watched as first one, then another teacher strode into the room, looking around in utter shock. When they saw Rain, ready to leap towards them, the first teacher, a slightly older amber dragoness, asked, "Rain. What happened?"
Through gritted teeth, he said, "Ask him!" A lone finger pointed at the groaning dragon, but his gaze never left the teachers, nor the students that had started to congregate around the doorway to peer inside. The emerald dragon took a second to survey the room, seeing the damage that their scuffle had wrought. Most of the desks were turned on their sides, the chairs scattered around like twisted branches. Lying midst the ruin of desks was the drakes whom he had knocked unconscious, Rynvar, Nevarneth, and Delvin. Shaltor had managed to escape sometime during the fray after he had sent him hurling into the desks from his powerful kick.
Soft whimpering cut through the fog that had clouded his mind, his eyes loosing their burning inferno as sorrow gripped his heart.Cobalt. He didn't know if any of them had hurt her, and his rage turned into worry as he leapt over the desk.
Cobalt was curled into a ball beneath the teacher's desk, using the small area for feet as a safe haven while the scuffle had lasted. Tears were streaming down her eyes, her body shaking from the sheer horror that ran increasingly terrifying images through her mind. She was nude, her clothes having been lost in the fray. She felt vulnerable, her mind ceased to function, while all she could do was curl herself into a tighter ball. That is, until she heard someone land on the ground beside her.
A yelp of fear escaped her as she shielded her face from whoever it was that placed a hand on her shoulder. The grip was soft, caring even, and was followed by a soft, serene voice that filled her with a sense of comfort. "Cobalt." Her brother's voice was barely audible over the intense pounding of her heart.
Rain was immediately pulled into a tight hug, his sister refusing to leave the safety of her sanctuary even for him, instead pulling him down with her. She buried her head into his chest, her tears quickly staining his shirt as she continued to sob. When she spoke, her voice sounded as broken as he knew she felt. "T-The-ey w-w-w-were g-g-g-gonna..."
"Shh. I know, I know." He stroked a hand down her back, pulling her close as he whispered to her. "Its over now sweetheart." His voice took on a more caring quality, his sorrow engrossing his heart as he held her close, refusing to let her go.
"Rain?" The emerald drake glanced over his shoulder to see Glitter standing beside a teacher, a male, to whom he gave a threatening growl. The teacher just adverted his gaze as he asked, "Is she alright?"
"I don't know. Glitter, can you call my parents?" She nodded. "Have them meet me at home." As Glitter fumbled with her phone, he turned his attention to the teacher. "I'm taking her home."
"Okay. I'll let the principal know."
"Thank you."
Cobalt lay motionless on the bed that she shared with her brother while he examined her body from head to toe, having her hold her hands above her head while he made sure she was alright. Satisfied that she hadn't sustained any injury, he handed her a pair of his pants and a shirt. Instead of putting them on however, she just pulled him down into a hug with her, rolling them over so that she was on top as she sought comfort from his simple embrace.
It had taken several hours on his part, but Rain had managed to calm the dragoness down enough to let him slip from her crushing embrace long enough to talk to their parents about what happened, and then to examine her body for any injuries. Their parents weren't mad at either of them, but his father did show a seething hatred now for Guthor. He let out a string of curses that he had never heard his father use before in anger as he had told them about what the whelp had tried to do.
To his surprise, his parents told him to let her rest for the weekend, and that they were going to have a talk with the school board on Monday about what happened. They had also told him that they weren't to go back to school until Tuesday. Partially because of what happened, but also because of his sister's birthday.
Now, all he could do was lie in his bed and let his sister cuddle up to him, seeking a profound comfort from just his presence alone. Anger still swirled in his mind, but his heart felt for his sister. It was true that she was still an unclaimed female, but that still didn't give anyone a right to force themselves on her. It made his scales tingle just to think about the bastard of a dragon.
"Rain?" It had been so long since he had heard her talk he almost didn't hear her. A warm smile graced his features as he turned to look at her, seeing her fear starting to ebb away.
"Ya." He spoke softly, both out of fear that anything louder than a whisper would startle her, and because their parents were still home upstairs. His father harsh tone could be heard through the floor above them, though it was muffled. Their mother was in a frenzied state too.
"Thank you." She gave his chest an affectionate nuzzle while she inhaled his wonderful scent, feeling her fear from the past few hours diminish to comfort. She was still in a state of shock about the whole ordeal, but she was starting to shed her shell.
"I will always be there for you sweetheart." He returned her nuzzle, placing a kiss on her head as he did so.
Silence crept over them as they enjoyed the soothing presence of each other, the drake feeling happy that his sister was alright, and that he had stopped the bastard from being able to take what was rightfully his. If there was any male in the entire world that had the right to her flower, it was him, and him alone.
Cobalt felt a state of serenity wash over her mind, brushing aside the storm clouds to leave a swirling pool of glittering stars in its wake. She felt peace encase her mind while her body relaxed into her brother's touch, his scent sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. Much to her delight, she felt his naked body rub against her own, a feeling that she reveled in.
There was still some lingering shock that pervaded her thoughts, but she felt cleansed. After they had gotten home she had taken a shower to wash away their touch, then, she had wrapped herself up in a blanket on their bed and refused to let anyone but Rain in. His parents knew that they were close, and so suspected that she only trusted him, seeing as how they were gone so often.
She had insisted that while they were cuddled that no clothe be between them, wanting to be embraced by his own scales and his inviting scent. It had wrapped around her like a cocoon, his wings folding over her to shield her from the world. Even now, in their room, she still felt a twinge of terror, but it was pale in comparison to the warmth she felt from his love.
Time passed them by in silence, the vibrant rays of the setting sun giving way to the shadowed moonlight that followed. Neither of them had anywhere to be, and even Glitter hadn't disturbed them, letting the dragoness have her space to recover. All she needed was for her brother, the very drake who had caught her heart and soul, to be there with her.
Emotions rambled through her mind, her heart slowing its beat to a steady melody, while her breathing slowed to a gentle whisper. Being held in his embrace felt right, listening to his heart, his steady breathing, feeling his form wrapped around her, it all made her feel giddy inside. Even after what had happened mere hours ago at school, she couldn't deny that she craved him, yearned for his soothing touch once more.
"Rain?" Her voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke. She pulled her head from his chest to look into his eyes, seeing the fear almost nonexistent, instead, a swirling pool of glittering gems stared back at him. She leaned her head forward, capturing his lips with her own while she reached her hands up to grasp the side of his head.
Their kiss delved into a more passionate one as his arms encircled her waist, drawing her closer as he felt heat suffuse to his groin. As his member grew in length and size, so too did her own, their shafts gliding along each other with the lubrication that leaked from the head of their members. When they finally managed to pull away from each other, she whispered, "I can't wait any longer."
His breath escaped his as if he had been punched in the chest, feeling her maneuver her hips so that the elongated mushroom shaped head of his member was resting against her slightly swollen lower lips, her slick fluids coating it in her desire. "What about earlier..." She pressed a finger to his lips, continuing to grind her hips against him as she did so.
"Guthor, the bastard that he is, made me realize something." He gave pause, letting her continue when she pulled her finger away. "I've been in love with you for most of my life, even if I didn't realize what it was that I was feeling at the time. I want to be with you, I want to be your mate, in every sense of the word. I love you, and you love me. There is nothing more in the world that I want than to be bonded with you."
"I love you too Cobalt. I'd be lying if I said that I hadn't thought about it." He knew it was a fruitless point to argue with her, he knew just by the look in her eyes that she was about to take the plunge. She wanted him, for some strange reason, now more than ever. "Are you sure about this? DO you want this because you love me, or because you're scared?"
The dragoness paused in her grinding, looking down at her drake, or, soon-to-be-mate. It was true that she wanted him to claim her so that she didn't have to worry about being 'on the market' anymore, but it was more than that. She felt the burning desire, nay, the passion to want to be claimed by him. He was her drake, and she wanted every female to know it. "Yes, I'm sure."
"Then, we have to wait." The dragoness nearly lost her grip as she lowered herself onto his waist, feeling his member pressed against her moist lips. Before she could respond, he continued, "I don't want to keep this a secret anymore, not from mom and dad." She was about to speak, but he held up a hand. "I don't think they are going to do anything too drastic. Besides, I know how you are when I take your tail hole."
"Well if you weren't so big, or so good, I wouldn't have to be."
"Are you complaining?" He gave her a sly grin.
"Hell no. You're amazing."
"Well, for you, I try." She couldn't help but giggle at how coy he was being, but it warmed her heart all the same. She was more sure than she ever had been about her decision.
"What if we had Glitter take them to a movie, then we could mate, and when they get home, then tell them." There was a hopeful glean in her eyes that almost made him want to take her right then, but he held back.
"No, if you want to do this tonight, we tell mom and dad."
She tried to think of something, anything to say that could dissuade him, but nothing came to mind. "Alright." She was about to get up when he held her in place. She felt him move his hips so that his member was brushing along hers.
"After we talk to them, I'll make sure all of your dreams come true, I swear." He brought her into a kiss, letting their tongue wrestle for a brief moment before be broke it off. "I love you Cobalt. And no matter what they say, you will be my mate tonight."
Rain felt a calm peace wash over his mind as he sat in a wooden chair at the kitchen table, his sister in the chair beside him. Standing beside her was Glitter, her golden yellow scales seemingly sparkling beneath the crystal chandelier above the table. Each of them was garbed in silk sleeping pants, both Glitter and Cobalt opting to wear simple sports bras instead of shirts, while Rain was bare chested.
Across from the trio sat a tall, muscular drake by the name of Elden, his father. He was a raven blue dragon with a couple of scars across his forearms, garbed in a pair of jeans and a dark yellow t-shirt with some famous band across the chest. Beside him, sat a bright emerald green dragoness, her form more sublime, sporting a pair of loose fitting jeans with a magenta colored tank top.
At the request of their children, they had accompanied them into the kitchen where they were told the siblings had some news for them. Elden had an idea as to what they wanted to talk about. Unlike his mate Crysla, their mother, he had seen some subtle signs that things had changed between the two. He wasn't exactly happy about it, but he wasn't against it either. For some reason, he had found himself actually supporting their decision more with each passing day that he dwelled on it.
Elden hadn't said anything to his mate about it, but he had an idea that she wouldn't feel too upset about the turn of events. They had both wanted their children to find mates of their own someday, he just never suspected that they would have fallen for each other. Of course, as he thought back to their days as hatchlings, they did spend more time together than he ever did with his own siblings.
"Mom, dad." Rain said, feeling his sister wrap her tail around his own for comfort. He could see her tremble slightly out of the corner of eye. Whether it was from excitement that in just a few short hours they were going to be mates, or because she was scared of what they were going to say he couldn't tell. "Cobalt and I have something we need to tell you."
"You see.." Cobalt began, "we don't have very many friends, and we know that you guys have noticed us spending even more time together than we used to." She reached beneath the table for her brother's hand, seeking his embrace for courage.
"Cobalt and I, well, we are sort of together." Rain could see the ghost of a smirk cross his father's muzzle, but his mother just sat motionless.
"What do you mean sweetie?" Crysla wasn't oblivious to what they had meant. She dreaded something like this would happen with their isolation away from the main body of the city. Somehow though, as she looked at them, she couldn't help but feel that this would have happened even if they had lived in the city.
"Well, Cobalt and I have been... dating for little over four months now... and I really didn't want to keep it a secret from you anymore."
Elden leaned forward in his chair, unable to hide the knowing smirk as he said, "That explains why you were all too happy to share a room when Glitter came to love with us. Though, I suppose it didn't really matter. You two had been sharing a bed during the week anyway."
Cobalt and Rain felt their eyes do wide in shock. Their father knew!? "Wha... When..."
"Oh about two months ago. It was a Friday and I had come down to see if you guys wanted me to order you a pizza. When I opened your door, I saw you curled up around your sister. I thought that maybe she had a nightmare and just came to you for a better night's sleep. On Monday I came down, just like every morning that week, and I saw you two sleeping together. It didn't take a scientist to figure it out."
"Wait! You knew? And you didn't tell me?" Crysla was feeling a tad hurt that her mate had kept something like this to himself.
"I figured something like this was bound to happen eventually. Rain doesn't like to keep secrets, and only he could convince Cobalt to come out and tell us." He mused as he raised his head up on his folded hands. "That begs the question though, why now? I figured it would have taken you guys longer to come forward unless...." His eyes went wide in an instant. "Cobalt, are you gravid?"
"What!?" Their mother practically shrieked as she turned to them, her gaze boring into their very souls. Her emotions were unreadable, and Cobalt almost wished she was gravid right then.
"No, no no no. She's not gravid, at least, I hope not. That would be pretty weird if she was since she's till unclaimed." Their father eased back into his chair, while their mother just continued to cast her gaze between them.
"So then, why did you come forward tonight son?" Elden leaned forward in his seat, curious as he was to what he thought was the inevitable truth. His mind reeled as the longing look that his son gave his sister became clear to him, for it was the very same look that he gave Crysla when he wanted her to be his mate. Judging from the accepting look that his daughter gave his son, it was clear that they were set on becoming mates. If not now then soon, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, as weird as it was, from consuming his thoughts. His daughter was going to become a full fledged dragoness, and his son was going to become a full fledged dragon.
"You two want to becomes mates, don't you?" Now it all made sense, and by their silent nods, he couldn't help but let out a smile.
Crysla was in a state of shock, not only had she found out that her daughter and son were dating, but that they had plans to become mates on top of it all. A swirling storm of rage flushed through her mind, blocked out by the happiness she felt at them finding love, only to be ravaged by the sorrow that it was her two children who wanted to mate each other. Such a complex wave of emotion rattled her mind that she had trouble grasping a coherent thought.
She felt a hand on her own, looking over to see her mate, his broad smile directed at her. In his eyes she could see that he was accepting of their relationship, and he was willing to live with their love under their roof. Guilt began to fill her at feeling the way that she did, but she couldn't deny how wrong it all seemed. Children were supposed to find mates outside of their family, not in it. Millions of questions darted through her mind until she felt like it was going to explode.
Crysla felt her lips come into contact with those of her beloved mate, melting away the icy storms that plagued her and leaving a bright, sunny valley in its wake. She felt his calm demeanor wash over her, letting her form her own thoughts on the matter. "While I can't speak for your mother," their father began when he broke the kiss, much to their relief, "I for one can say that I'm okay with whatever you decide to do. I love you both, and if being together is what makes you happy, who I am to stop I? Besides, I think if tried to split you two up, you'd probably end up trying to find somewhere else to live."
Their mother fiddled with the tip of her tail for a few moments, a nervous habit that she did when she was lost in deep thought. "It will take me some time to get used to the idea that my son and my daughter are mates, but like your father said, who are we to know what's right for you in your choice of mate. It is a feeling that only you know, and if your sure that you are destined to be together, then I won't stand in your way."
Before the siblings could speak, she spoke again, this time in a firm tone, "I better not hear anything from that basement. I take it you two have already had some experience in the physical side of your relationship." They nodded. "I don't want to hear anything about it. All I ask is that when you to do decide to become mates, then let us know so that we can have fair warning to leave. I would rather you commit such a sacred pact in your own home than in some motel."
"Dear." Their father said. "I think that's why they're telling us all this now. I think they were hoping that we would leave for a few hours, am I right?" Again they could only manage a nod, fighting not to race down stairs.
"Oh." Silence invaded the room as the gathered digested all that had been said. Crysla was still reeling from the incident that happened at school, and couldn't fathom how Cobalt could want to seal her bond with her chosen mate tonight. Then again, she supposed that it would bring her a measure of comfort to know that it was the drake she fell in love with that forever more took her flower, and not some bastard whelp.
Glitter, who had been silent during the entire ordeal, finally spoke up. "Maybe we could go to dinner, see a movie?" It had been her plan all along to not be in the house when the siblings had told her of their consensual decision to become mates. She knew that no amount of music or ear plugs could block out the passion of their first mating, and so she had no intention of being there to hear it.
"I suppose we could." Crysla was still unsettled by the thought of her son wanting to mate with sister, but like Cobalt, she didn't want to even be here to think about it.
"Sounds alright to me." Glitter left down the stairs to change her clothes. While she was gone, their father gestured for the siblings to follow him into the living room, giving his mate a quick peck on the cheek and whispered something into her ear. The blush that tainted her emerald cheeks made it very clear what was said.
In the living room, their father had them sit down on the couch, taking a knee before them. "Listen. I know your mother isn't exactly crazy about you two being in love. I think she even doubts it. I can't say for sure whether I believe it or not myself, but I do know that you are both smart enough, especially you Cobalt, to know to listen to what your heart is telling you. If this is what it is singing, then all I can say is enjoy that feeling. If you nurture it, if you care for it, you will find a lifelong happiness. I know I have, and I know your mother has. Just, be careful, okay?"
They nodded, albeit hesitantly. "And Rain, what you did today, make sure that you remember what you felt. That protective feeling will never go away. It follows you for the rest of your life, trust me. I'm proud of you, both of you. I'll try to keep your mother and Glitter out for a few hours. Enjoy tonight." With a smile, he went back into the kitchen with his mate, the sound of her laughter quickly echoing through the house.
It took several minutes for Glitter to find a suitable attire to go out in, during which time their mother and father had gathered their wallets and purse respectively, then headed out to their father's car. Glitter was quick to follow, waving the siblings goodbye until she was out of sight over the hill of the vast driveway.
With the headlights of the car a distant memory, the dragoness turned towards her brother, adopting a sultry tone as she pressed her body against his until his back was against the living room wall. "Now, where were we?" Already she could feel his achingly hard member strain through the silk of his pants, almost as if it was reaching out to her. Taking hold of his male appendage, she led him back through the kitchen and down the stairs.
His lips were upon her own before she could even open the door to his room, his hands working rapidly to unclasp the straps of her sports bra while he tail pulled down her pants. In turn, her own hands worked to slip down his pants, letting them drop around his ankles beside her own. Their scaled bodies rubbed together as their kiss deepened, her sports bra falling into the tangle of clothes before he pushed her onto the bed.
His tongue snaked out to run along her neck, her eyes rolling back into her head as she basked in the glow of his passion. She could feel her lower lips secreting their sweet nectar all along his shaft as the head prodded her entrance. Their lips pulled apart for the first time in minutes as he looked into her glittering pools of cobalt blue, seeking some form of permission that she was ready to take the ultimate plunge with him.
Staring back into his swirling emerald gems, she couldn't help but feel her breath escape her lungs, her heart seemingly beating in tandem rhythm with his own. She could feel moisture gathering at the corners of her eyes, feeling an overwhelming radiant glow encircling her body as she let out a low moan, her eyes opening back up to meet his own. A spark now danced along the edge of his sparkling pools, where she once saw unbridled passion, sometimes even lust, she saw a clear, ever present illumination of love. She gently pushed herself pack against him, feeling the tip of his head slip into her delicate folds.
In that moment her answer became as clear as the sun to him, she was ready for him to take her. Her virginity, her innocence, was his for the taking. All that remained, was for him to follow her lead and claim her as his mate.
Gently, he began to lower himself into her, his eyes rolling back into his thick skull as he felt her walls squeeze at his invading member, her lips pulling him in with an eager gusto. His progress was halted by a thin wall of flesh, which strained against the pressure of his member. Letting her take a shaky breath, he pulled his hips back before he gave a powerful thrust, his member tearing through the flesh until he was fully hilted inside of her, feeling her moist lips press back against his groin while her jewels resided just beneath his stomach.
Cobalt couldn't help but let out a roar of pain, and, acting on instinct, she reached up with her maw and bit down hard on his shoulder, her sharp ivory teeth tearing through the scales to the flesh beneath. From around his member a steady trickle of blood began to flow, making him worried that he had hurt her somehow, before a flash of pain clouded his vision with tears from her strong bite on his shoulder. His blood began to pool in her maw, which she drank down with a sense of guilt, knowing that she had caused his wound.
Together, they remained motionless, the drake letting his newfound mate adjust to his girth being inside of her for the very first time. He could feel her walls shifting around his member, almost as if they were adjusting to the intrusive shaft so that only he could ever bring her the pleasure that she was sure to feel. A moist warmth engulfed his shaft, the heat even more intense that her muzzle or her tail hole had ever been. Her natural lubrication made his shaft slick, finding it much easier to wiggle around inside of her than he could taking her tail hole.
Cobalt felt nothing but pain fog her mind, her passion still lingered, and her love tried to overwhelm the feeling, but it was in vein. She knew that her first time was going to hurt, but she had never expected it to feel as intense as it was. And with each passing second, it only seemed to grow worse.
That's when she felt her walls shifting, molding around his shaft just as she knew would happen. It was a little known fact, but the female dragon's vaginal walls, when first entered by her chosen mate, would mold themselves around the drake's shaft so that only that male could provide her with the release that she craved. It was a painful experience she found, but she knew that by the time he was ready for release, the pain will have melted into pleasure.
Several minutes passed in grim silence as Cobalt felt herself adjust to her brother, nay, her mate's member. The pain was finally starting to disperse from her mind, letting her take solace in some measure of pleasure. Her maw dislodged itself from his shoulder, her tongue slithering over his wound to gather up the remaining blood. "I'm ready." She managed to whisper when she didn't see any more of his crimson fluid dripping.
As gently as he could, the drake pulled out to the head, feeling her walls tug on his appendage as he did. The pleasure that he felt was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and it was only heightened by the knowledge that it was his sister, his dragoness, that he was experiencing it with.
The dragoness herself withered in pain as she felt his member withdraw from her moist depths, clenching her walls to keep him inside almost subconsciously. Her pain was intensified when he gave a sharp thrust into her, a low moan passing through her lips as she felt a minuscule amount of pleasure push through the pain.
Rain adopted a slow, steady rhythm as he let his sister's body continue to adjust to his member, somehow knowing that she was in intense pain while he was basking in the unending pleasure that radiated up from her walls. Thus, he couldn't help but feel guilty.
Cobalt couldn't stop the moans that escaped her with every short thrust that he made, her body welcoming his member into her very being as the pain began to ebb away, and a constant stream of pleasure took its place. Before too long, the pain was all but forgotten as the intense pleasure she felt from his member sliding along her inner walls coated her mind in longing for him to ravage her like she knew he wanted to.
"Claim me.. my mate." Her voice was laced with desire, while it still retained some semblance of passion. Hearing her words brought his instinct to mate her to the forefront of his mind. Unlike before however, he fully embraced the urge and let it consume him. This was their first of may nights together joined at the hip as they were, and he was going to make it memorable.
A primal roar escaped him, which was quickly echoed by the dragoness beneath him. His eyes glazed over with lust as he pulled out to the head, then thrust as hard as he could to the base, her roars of pleasure growing louder as he did.
Pleasure racked through his being as he began to relentlessly rut his sister, his member easily sliding along her slick walls as he thrust into her roughly. Through her constant roars he could heard the wet smack of their hips as they came together, her walls closing in around him when he was fully inside of her. Her scent took on a more masculine tang, which he quickly realized was her body adopting a combination of her scent as well as his own. There was no mistaking that she belonged to him, and he was going to make her roar her name as loud as she could.
Cobalt was in a state of blissful pleasure, her mind devoid of any thought save for the male who was now her mate. His powerful thrusts rocked her body on the bed, making it slam against the wall with each movement that he made. Creaking was heard beneath them, but she didn't even give it a second thought. Her heart felt like it was soaring high above in the sky as he rutted her, her eyes having glazed over with a thick mist of longing.
Seconds became minutes as they continued to roar their pleasure as loud as they wanted, not having to hide their act from the world. His name had left her muzzle more times that she had ever spoken it in her life, which only encouraged him to thrust into her both faster and harder. His tongue bathed her neck in his saliva, while his hands played with her sensitive nipples, only increasing the volume of her moans.
She knew that her body was going to be aching in the morning, but she didn't care. Her voice was already hoarse, a reminder of her loud roars of pleasure. It didn't matter to her however, all that she could think of was how thick his member was, how right it felt inside of her, and how much she loved the feeling.
Although she hated to admit it, the feeling she got from her lower lips was still paled in comparison to the amount of pleasure she took from her damn there perfect muzzle-jobs.
Rain could feel the ever growing plateau taking shape in his mind, though it was still a fair distance away yet. He could see a thin stream of her seed splashing against both of their stomachs as her member bounced freely in the air. He was surprised that she had already climaxed, but it only added to his already insane ego. With another fierce snarl, he redoubled his efforts and began to pound her savagely.
Cobalt had adopted savage counter thrusts against her male, enjoying both the feel and the sound of their hips slamming together with a wet squish. Her eyes landed on the alarm clock beside his bed for a brief second, surprised that nearly an hour had passed since they began to consummate their love. It didn't come as a shock then when she felt her flower release her third orgasm, her fluids only serving to lubricate him even more. She felt every movement, every single throb of his member inside of her, and it only drove her crazy with how right it felt.
The drake felt his peak drawing near, his member throbbing more rapidly in dire need of release. His scent already covered his dragoness, her bite marked him as hers, and now, all that remained was to paint her interior with his seed. With each thrust he could feel the head of his member dipping into her cervix, only adding to his growing pleasure.
In minutes he felt himself on the threshold of his climax, and due to their elongated time together, he had begun to realize her own peak. Her walls would clench as hard around him as they could, then he would feel his member get coated with her slippery fluids.
With a final, powerful thrust, he felt the head of his member slip past her cervix into her womb, where he began to pump gallons of his seed into her. The warm feeling that filled her from his own climax made her walls clench tightly around him, locking him in place as her own orgasm racked her body. Only, it was pushed beyond her feeble limit as she felt her member begin to paint their stomachs again with her own seed.
For several long minutes the siblings basked in the afterglow of their first mating while his member continued to pump her womb full of his potent seed. Neither one cared as they rode the euphoria that consumed their minds, their lungs gasping for air as their first rutting came to a close. Smiles danced across both of their muzzles as they felt the warmth that radiated from each other consume them, their lips coming together multiple times as they shared many heated kisses long into the night....