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Some time had passed since Nuri finally became a true warrior. After some celebration she knew it would be back to business as usual. This, of course, ment hard training. She knew better than to complain to her master, but that didn't stop her from wishing for at least one more day of goofing off. Cyrus had felt it was time to introduce a new level to the training. It was something he had done many times in his day. It was going to be hard times, especially for the male.

"You want us to get horny?"

The ebony dragon stuttered, taken a back by the red dragons sudden question. "No, its not-" he collected himself. "I found that denial of one's base desires sharpens the mind and senses. Experiences gained during this time will likewise be more acute. When the fire of passion burns inside the warriors skill truly emerges."

The female didn't follow, thinking that such 'passion' would be a hindrance. Her master had usually been right about these sorts of things so she knew to put her faith in him. Cyrus broke a strange root in half and offered one part to his student. "This is known to set the soul aflame with lust. We must control ourselves and not give in for as long as we can. This includes private affairs."

Nuri chuckled. She did enjoy seeing her master dance around saying crude words like jerking it. She took the root and took a bite. She gagged, the taste being unbearably terrible. Cyrus laughed. She bent over, pulling the vile plant from her mouth.

"You are ment to boil it!" He said between chuckles.

"Thanks for the heads up." She said as she gave a quick flick to her teachers crotch.

Nuri hadn't noticed the effects immediately, but she was greatful that the taste was diluted by the water. Within the first night she knew something was different she had woken up in a cold sweat, her crotch damp with vaginal fluids. She saw that Cyrus was struggling too. He was asleep, but his twitching erection seemed ready to erupt at the slightest provocation. Images flashed in her mind of jumping up and thrusting it deep inside of her. She had to catch herself to stop. She couldn't give in after the first day, Cyrus would never let her live that down. She walked and dunked her head in a nearby cold river to try and dull her passions. Sleeping out of sight of an erect penis helped her relax as well.

In the following weeks the two trained like usual. The burning desire made focusing on the task at hand neigh impossible. Nuri didn't think Cyrus got flaccid for more than a few hours at the most.

Currently they were focused on endurance training. The black dragon stood over a running river. He was in a low squat. His stones were tied to another set of actual stones. The rocks were in the water and being pulled by the rushing current. He forced himself to maintain this position, ignoring pain and fatigue. Every motion of the river felt as though someone was attempting to sever his gems from his body. The desire to stop this sensation was strong. This wasn't the only desire he had to battle with.

His eyes shifted to the land. Nuri grunted and bent down, her tail swinging on the ground and kicking up dirt. She breathed deep and picked up a large stone. His eyes went wide for a moment seeing her womanhood glisten with sweat and fluids. She lifted the rock above her head and positioned herself on one end of a makeshift see saw. She stood with her legs apart, pussy above one end of a strong stick. She tossed the rock in the air. It slammed down and rocketed the other end of the stick upwards. She grunted and lurched forward. Cyrus saw her struggle and even in his lust filled state flet a beam of pride seeing her resolve.

This was interrupted by a new jolt of pain in his loins. He turned his attention back to the river. A large piece of debris was snagged on the rocks in the water and making them pull even harder on his nuts. This was not entirely unexpected during this training. He grunted and forced himself to maintain his position. His large muscles flexed and strained at the effort. He grunted as sweat glistened down his body.

This didn't go unnoticed by Nuri, who was ready to toss the rock she was carrying again. She looked at her master and unconsciously bit her lip. Seeing him covered in sweat and exerting himself like that drove her crazy. She couldn't help but think what he would look like if he were on top of her, his sweat dripping down on her. She tossed the rock, as she had done dozens of times that day without thinking. Only when the wood of the stick shot up into her crotch was she snapped back to painful reality. Being totally unprepared made this hit sting particularly harshly. She bent forward, resting her hands on her knees. She could hear Cyrus yell out not too soon after. "Perhaps we are due for a break."

The two dragons sat down, both equally wide legged. Cyrus face was looking up, carefully studying the clouds as they flew across the sky. Nuri leaned in close "what is it?"

The black dragon was snapped out of his cloud watching and responded "what?"

"You have that look on your face." She said, tilting her head "that look that says 'I'm old and remembering something from the past.' You get that look sometimes and it means a cool story. So spill."

The older dragon felt conflicted about being mocked for his age and having the student be eager to hear his tales. He decided to simply comply with her request. "Its just this sky reminds me of an important day in my life. I remember all of it in such clarity. I didn't think that day would be important to me."

Nuri scooted her butt across the ground to be in front of her master, sensing this story would be a good one. Cyrus continued, almost unaware of his students movement.

"This was some time ago. I had completed my trials and was recognized as a full warrior. I was with my master and we were traveling back to our tribe after a skirmish with some minotaur. I tell you, you never forget the feeling of hard hoof on your crotch."

Nuri wished to press him on details on that but chose a different line of question. "You never spoke of your master much. Why is that?"

"Ah, I suppose I hadn't. I guess I mostly speak of her deeds rather than her. Its just." He paused for a second, thinking of how to express himself "it feels like I cannot describe her accurately. Looking back I feel like I'm always so far behind her. Even now I feel I have a long ways to go to catch up with her."

Nuri smiled "youre usually good with words, give it your best shot."

Cyrus rubbed the horns on the back of his head and continued. "She was large. In every sense of the word. She stood a full head taller than me. She had bright red scales, that looked more brilliant than any ruby. Her muscles were harder than steel, and it was rare to see her struggle with any physical task." Cyrus laughed "she often lamented that she could not hold on to any one weapon for too long, as they all break in her hand. Her breasts were sizable, even taking into account her tall stature." Nuri couldn't help but see Cyrus getting erect again, but was unable to think of a sarcastic comment as her own loins were burning hearing about this larger than life figure.

Without warning she grabbed her masters hands and brought them to her own breasts. His eyes widened at this breifly. Nuri spoke "so compared to mine how busty is she?" The red dragons chest was of a good size and it took a moment for Cyrus to fully process the request. He gulped and let go of his students chest before moving them away slowly. Motioning he outlined what would roughly be double d sized breasts. "And mind you she was about seven feet tall so they are proportional to her."

The younger dragon looked at her own chest and suddenly felt somewhat inadequate. Cyrus leaned back to compose himself. He continued.

"Her horns were long, almost like that of a ram. This is a testament to her long life. I dare say she is probably one of the oldest of our kind who are not divine. That didn't stop her from feeling almost divine to me. When she spoke she spoke with purpose. Her gaze was powerful, with icy blue eyes that can peer through into anyone's sole. Yet there was always a kindness to her. She had such a large heart, always willing to help anyone in need. Sometimes a short quest with her could take substantially longer because some bandits terrorized a small village and we had to root them out. And when she did do battle it was like seeing a old legend brought to life. She cut through a chaotic battlefield like a knife. It was as though she could predict every move her opponent's were going to make before they even had time to think. Of course she still had the dragonic fury. Those who raised her ire were quickly dispatched. The lucky ones were left with broken bones. The less lucky were left with things that don't heal when broken." He said, shifting his legs a bit closer together, undoubtedly remembering a nasty crotch shot someone took.

He continued. "That is what she is like. No matter how hard I try I don't think I can properly convey her to you. She is the one who set me on the path of the warrior. Before she took me under her wing I was unruly, disrespectful to my elders, and would pick a fight with anyone who looked at me wrong. Then she showed me what a dragon could be and I knew I wanted to be just like her. Like I was saying we made our way back to the tribe. She was carrying a stone pillar over her shoulder, her current weapon of choice. I followed her to a blacksmith. One of our finest, responsible for creating many mighty weapons. When she came out I saw her holding a very large blade. It was as long as I am tall. Its brilliance was almost blinding in the direct sunlight. If I had to name it I think I would call it 'a huge fuck off sword'". He said with a smirk.

Nuri looked over to her masters weapon. "She gave you your sword?"

The older dragon nodded "indeed. I didn't know it just yet. I told her I was happy for her and hoped she wouldn't break it too soon. She smiled and looked down at me. But there was almost a sorrow in her eyes. She then presented the weapon to me. I was excited at this, as it is a very fine weapon, but I couldn't shake the feeling she had more to tell me. I placed the weapon aside and asked what was wrong. I'll never forget what happened next. She told me that I was her student no longer. Of course my heart sank at this, fearing that I had done wrong. But her kind expression quickly dispelled any such notions. Those blue eyes were such a mix of pride and sadness. She trained countless dragons before me, but this must never be easy. She told me that I must be a teacher now. I must go and find those in need and help them to grow like she had done for me. I must be a sheild for those too weak to defend themselves. I must be a light for those lost in the dark. Most of all, a teacher for those who need guidance. Hearing all the faith she had in me caused my eyes to water. I struggled to keep it inside. When she held me in her arms, I'm not ashamed to admit I cried like a child."

Cyrus paused and looked at his student. "No jokes about the big bad dragon crying?"

Nuri smiled wide "No, this is adorable as hell!"

The black dragon felt himself blush. He continued "I was just reminded of that day. Thats why I'm so happy to be training one such as you. I see great potential in you. I swear to you, in front of all the dragonic gods that I will do all I can to help you grow into a warrior like her. I know you have the potential within you."

Nuri was surprised by this. She was expecting a story of him getting his nuts crunched but got an emotional tale along with him gushing about her. Words got stuck in her throat. Instead she expressed herself by hugging her master tight. The emotion of the moment was a bit ruined by her feeling his dick on her thigh. She didn't let that stop her, and looked him in the eye. "I think we rested enough, I'm ready to get back to training."

With renewed vigor the two of them trained and by the time night came both of them where exhausted and very sore. They shared a tent and that tent accumulated all the smells of two people who had a hard workout. Not that either of them disliked this, the smell of sweat only served to push their desires into overdrive. Even if both were tired neither could sleep. They lay awkwardly for a while before Nuri broke the silence.

"You've done this before. How can you get to sleep when your crotch is in pain and wet?"

Cyrus thought for a moment before speaking "well, the wet part dosnt usually effect me but we can massage the pain away at least."

The red dragon might have pointed out that this would be breaking the rule he set two weeks ago but she didn't care. She rolled over to face the black dragon. They lay next to each other, faces near each others groins. The smell of the others sexes were overwhelming. Tentatively at first they reached out and touched each other. They were both working under the pretense of a helpful massage and nothing more. Nuri gently rubbed her masters massive balls. They were made even bigger by being backed up and abused. She felt him shudder when her hands made contact. She wasn't sure exactly how to massage nuts but she did her best. Judging by the bobbing of his dick she could tell he enjoyed it.

Cyrus reached a hand up and rubbed his students pussy. It was warm to the touch and he could already feel his fingers getting wet. He took great pains to make sure his fingers never went inside, as this was a simple massage. He continued this, almost playing with her vagina lips as he rubbed his fingers across her womanhood.

The two of them continued for a short time before they picked up the tempo. They rubbed faster and both moaned louder. The black dragons dick bobbed, almost begging to be touched. Likewise the red dragons vagina was almost sucking in the males fingers. They still held firm to their training.

This wasn't ment to be as Cyrus balls tightened and he shot his seed across and into the belly of his student. She Likewise yelled out loudly as she climaxed, coating the males hand in her juices. They lay there for a moment, panting and trying to collect themselves. "Does this count as us failing the training?" Asked Nuri.

Cyrus rolled onto his back. "It dosnt feel like we failed."