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This is the first half of a romantic story about a happily mated pair of feral dragons. There's some fun plot, detailed and personable characters.... oh, and there's lots of hot smex, too. That's the important part, don't forget it. :P

A Dragon's Morning Respite

"Well, hello... what do we have here?"

Gillian circled around his quarry with an eager grin. The virile blue dragon had set his sights on a rather demure dragoness sunbathing herself amongst the spires and crags of a rocky outcrop. She was laying on her back with her eyes tightly closed, and was totally unaware to his presence. Her attractively colored scales glimmered in the morning sun, being colored in shaddes deep green and speckles yellow. Her underbelly was plated in yellow-ish golden scutes and her her wings, with that same yellowish underside, were splayed out behind her to absorb the sun's rays. She had a bulging lower belly as well: the dragoness was laden with egg and was likely expecting any day now. The female was a tad smaller than himself in size, being from an altogether different species of dragon. Though Gillian lived high in the mountains, her kind preferred the lowlands in the marshes. She seemed to be nesting far away from home.

She was alone and unaware... it seemed like the perfect opportunity.

Gillian swooped down low, making a show of himself and catching the dragoness' attention immediately. He landed with a flourish by holding his wings out, jutting out his chest, and rearing back for her. He showed off his own cerulean-colored scales, looking vivid against the cloudy sky, and the light gray belly scutes that blended in with the surrounding rocks. The bright sunlight magnified the glimmer of his waxy scales. And yet, the female lazily opened one eye to look at him... she did not seem to be impressed nor even surprised.

"My dear dragoness...." he began. "I came as fast as my wings allowed. I couldn't help but be moved from hearing your plight for sweet relief..." He paused, suddenly leaning in with a whisper. "... relief from the horrible clutches of wanton sexual desire."

The green-hued dragoness looked up with him with an embarrassed blush. "Oh stop it, Gil." She waved him off with a giggle. "Not now. You're being too silly for me." She lazily swayed her tail along the ground, kicking up small rocks.

Gillian opened his eyes wide. "Gil? Gil!?" The male looked insulted. "My beautiful, you have me confused. My name is d'Artagnan, a noble and proud-" The dragon gave an obnoxiously overwrought bow, complete with a showy spread of his wings. "...and very single dragon from the highlands of Drekkar."

The dragoness rolled her eyes at the silly game this male was playing. "Nobel and proud, sure... you also forgot 'goofy and quite full of himself', you silly drake." She laughed softly at her own joke, but Gillian tried hard to save face and ignore the comment.

"My dear, if I could please be inclined to know the name of such a vision of beauty and loveliness that my eyes felt so inclined to grace me with." He daintily held out a forepaw to her.

Still lying on her back, the green dragoness stuck her tongue out and swiped at his paw playfully as she lay on her back. "My name is Miandra, you dolt. We've been mated for two years. I'm carrying your eggs, remember?" She padded her bulging stomach.

Miandra's mate was acting awfully ridiculous, but this behavior was not unusual for him by any means. Gillian had always been a bit of a goofball and had been since they had first met. And although many females would care little for Gillian's quirky personality, Miandra liked that about him....

... sometimes.

"Ah, Miandra. Miandrrrra" Gillian rolled the "r" sound on his tongue with an exaggerated flourish. "Such a beautiful name, and quite fitting for such a beautiful dragoness." Still keeping up his game, the male dragon grabbed her scaled wrist and bent down to plant a delicate kiss on her forepaw. "I am most honored to meet your acquaintance. Now, my vision of loveliness, we must be quick, for your mate will return soon."

"Oh, is that so?" The viridian-hued female gave him an intriguing look and slowly rolled to her side with a strained grunt from the shifting of her eggs.

Gillian bowed. "Verily. Your Gillian, that hopeless, uncaring wretch of a mate... I intend to fulfill what he does not bring you: satisfaction. But he must not find out about my presence. Please..." He leaned in close to lick at her ear before whispering into it. "You must never speak of our affair to him."

The dragoness narrowed her eyes to slits and licked her lips. "Mmm... pretending to have an affair, huh? That sounds kind of fun." The rush of mating with another male and getting away with it... That was a rather thrilling fantasy for Miandra to think about, and Gil knew it. But as enticing as affair sounded, a fantasy it would always stay. She would never think to turn her back on her mate willingly: The dragoness was committed to stay faithful to Gillian through thick and thin.

...that is, unless Gil would allow her to experiment one day. And then maybe she'd like for him to watch. Mia devilishly grinned at the thought.

The dragoness strained to lift her upper body up on her forelegs and turn towards him. "I think a little fun would be be great right now, Gil. It's been a few months since our last."

The cerulean-scaled male looked insulted. "Please! My name is d'Artagnan, my dear dragoness!"

Miandra rolled her eyes in slight annoyance "Oh, fine. Whatever you say, Mister..." Her lips slowly curled into a teasing smile. "d'Au Gratin."

She was mispronouncing the name intentionally, of course. Gillian ignored the name-play well enough, but Miandra was able to detect a hint of a smile forcing through his acting charade for just a moment.

She continued. "Well, at least I hope you're more well hung than my mate is." She lifted a paw and held up two claws only a few inches apart. "He's very small, you know."

"Verily," the male conceded, trying hard to ignore the veiled insult. "Your mate... this 'Gil' must be quite lacking. But never fear! I, d'Artagnan, am surely much better equipped for the task at hand." Gillian gave another obnoxious and embellished bow, splaying his wings out as he dipped his chest and head down, before looking up with a devious grin. "I intend to satisfy your every whim, your every desire, my loveliness. To do otherwise to a dragon as beautiful and gracious as you would be incredibly offending." He circled the female, taking in the sights of her viridian-colored flanks and yellowish underbelly. "But what's this? You are already laden with egg! You look due any day! And yet you still wish to proceed?"

"That is no problem for me, d'Au Gratin." Miandra grinned slyly.

Gillian flinched momentarily, but did his best to ignore her name once again. "My goodness, what an outgoing dragoness! How enticing! How eager! How exciting" He spoke with exaggerated emotion, but then the male paused and collected himself. "But enough talk. We only have a short time before your mate comes back. He must never find out what goes on between us." Gillian stared at the dragoness with an over-serious expression.

"But of course." She half-mockingly replied. The dragoness leaned close to her mate's face. "And Gil," she whispered with a giggle. "Thank you." she spoke softly, giving him a quick lick on the cheek.

Gillian returned the lick with a churr and a nuzzle on the cheek. "d'Artagnan," he corrected her, breaking the mood and causing the female to snort in a quick bout of annoyance.

But Miandra instantly collected herself. Slowly, the smaller dragoness rose to her feet, careful of the precious cargo her belly was carrying. This was her first time to be laden with egg, and it was not a pleasant experience for her. She was far along.... very far along, and the couple expected her to lay any day now. With the eggs so large inside of her belly, lying on her back was the most comfortable position to rest in nowadays. It was hard to get around as well. Mia could no longer fly very far and depended upon Gillian for food. And on top of that, sleeping was impossible for more than a few hours. Being a gravid dragon was a taxing experience. She was grumpy and aching often. Even just breathing or sitting down was difficult for her!

But that is why she was enamored with Gillian at the moment... Miandra knew why he was doing this: Gillian was trying to take her mind off of her egg-related troubles for a while. It was very caring and considerate of him... she could do without the ridiculous way of speaking, though.

Gillian circled her, closing in behind her flanks and nosing under her tail with his snout. He took in a whiff to catch her enticing scent and licked his lips. "My dear.... you are quite the beautiful dragoness. It would be my honor to pleasure you until you squeal. But I..." Gillian reared his neck back and looked toward the sky" ... the noble d'Artagnan, must be quick and finish my business before your mate returns."

Miandra let out a whimsical sigh and rolled her eyes. "Gillian, do me a favor and drop both the silly talk and the sillier name."

Slowly, a frown formed on the male's face, and reluctantly turned to his normal speaking voice. "Oh, fine...." He grumbled some unintelligible words about her being a grump and laid a paw on her tail base.

"We can try the affair thing some other time, Gil. Maybe when you learn how to role play without making me giggle at how ridiculous you sound."

Gillian looked a bit hurt from her comment. "Oh, come on... was I really that bad?"

The female dragoness churred quietly as her tail tip swayed left and right in the air. "Your acting needs work, Gil. And I'm not just saying that because I'm all achy and grumpy..." Miandra frowned for a moment, before going back to a sly smile. "I'll give you one thing, though: you were kind of cute in that awkward, goofy sort of way."

Gillian frowned. "I was only doing it cause I figure you needed some fun...." he sunk his head low, looking down-trodden. "You've been all stressed out...."

Miandra turned to give her larger mate a lick on the cheek. "I know. And that was very sweet of you. Your heart was in the right place, Gil... and truth be told, I'd love something to take my mind off these for a while." She gently padded her distended belly with a forepaw, indicating her troubles.

Gillian seemed to instantly pick up his spirits. "Really?"

Slowly, the green dragoness pulled away, giving her larger mate a sly smile. Miandra seductively swayed her raised tail to and fro as she cantered to a large rock just a few feet away. In one smooth, sinuous movement, the dragoness reared up and planted her forepaws firmly on the rock, presenting her rump and displaying the attractive curvature of her yellow-scaled belly. She slid one hind leg slightly back to tease at a view of what lay between, and gracefully lifted her tail in a delicate S shape.

Miandra gave a playful growl as she licked her lips in anticipation and gave him a provocative glare. "Yes, Gil. So come and get me, you big goof."

"Like you have to tell me." He deviously grinned.

Just seeing his mate present to him with a slightly raised tail and a teasing view of the space between her legs sent a rush of excitement through Gillian. The cobalt-hued dragon bounded to his mate in one long leap. He was eager to begin. Miandra's pristine, emerald coat of scales begged to be touched. Eagerly, he drew his snout across her thigh and tail base, nuzzling his mate fondly with a churr. Gil slowly made his way farther back to her rump, taking in her familiar scent with deep breaths. As he began to grab hold of her hips with his wing digits, he then nosed under the dragoness' tail once more. Immediately, he began to lick at the space between her legs, drawing his tongue against the fleshy, scaled slit that formed the entrance to her vent.

Miandra jumped at the pleasurable sensation. "Ooh!"

Gillian began lapping across her slit, toying with the lips and parting them wide on the flat of his tongue. The smaller dragoness' labia were supple and warm on his mouth. Miandra raised her tail farther up and invited her mate to continue. Seeing this, Gillian gave a playful growl and eagerly dived in for more, nuzzling her slit and sliding his tongue just inside her, teasing at penetration. He lapped up in between her outer lips, spreading them playfully, getting hints of the dragoness' flavor.

"Mmm, Mia... I never get tired of your taste," the cobalt-hued dragon churred. He gave another affectionate nuzzle across her vent and began to plant kisses along her slit lips, trying to coax a reaction out of his mate. He was certainly doing a good job as far as Miandra was concerned, and she trilled in pleasure as his skilled tongue and lips brought her to arousal.

Mia gasped as a thick, draconic tongue slowly began worming its way inside of her. She gleefully tightened up and constricted her muscles around the intruding organ. The suddenness sent a chill down her spine, and she then felt him withdraw to talk. "I can feel you tense up. Heh... Does my little dragoness like that?" He playfully asked, drawing his tongue firmly across her slit once more and lapping up her fluids.

"Mmm.... Very much so," the viridian-hued female murmured. She loved Gillian's tongue. It was one piece of him she would never want to part with. She relaxed and leaned back, eager to have him continue. Feeling his tongue inside electrified her. Miandra loved to see the larger male enjoy himself as well, as his excitement and eagerness were infectious more often than not...

Gillian licked his lips and dove back into her snatch with glee, and Mia immediately let out a terse meep as she was penetrated by his long tongue again. He was beginning to taste her fluids now, and savored the earthy tang of aroused dragoness. Gillian was starting to get aroused himself as well, and the rambunctious male felt his own shaft begin to evert in heated anticipation. The cobalt-hued dragon twisted his neck and lapped along the sides of her inner walls as he thrust his tongue in and out of her tight folds. His right forepaw found her slit as well, and he took a claw and spread her open to lick around her exposed flesh before wriggling his tongue in deep. At the same time, he brought a different digit downward and rubbed at her now engorged clitoris.

"Oh god, Gil!" the green dragoness gasped. She squeezed his tongue with delight. The way he would undulate it, wriggling it around inside, only to switch to another sensitive spot just when she least expected it: It just drove her crazy! She was at the mercy of his tongue, and found herself slowly rocking back into his snout. Her mate's tongue seemed to be everywhere at once inside of her, and the rubbing at her nub was bringing a slow, budding wealth of pleasure inside.

Gillian could sense his mate was getting farther along, and he switched to a rythmic pumping action with his formidable tongue to increase her pleasure. He pressed his snout firmly against the dragoness' crotch scutes and murmured softly to himself as he began to thrust his tongue deep within her tight vent at a steady pace. Miandra gasped and groaned, pushing gently back into his face as she was taken by her mate's muscular tongue. She clawed at the rock she was holding, her hind claws dug into the ground. Another chill ran down the dragoness' spine, and she ruffled and spread her wings in reflex. Her fluids were leaking freely around Gillian's scaled lips and down the chin of his snout. Her arousal was high, her pleasure rising quickly from being so wonderfully spread by her mate's thick draconic tongue. It wouldn't be long now.

And soon enough, Mia found herself growling softly as she climaxed from her mate's long, skillful organ. She tightened around him and seized up her thighs, yanking her tail up high as far as it went and dipping her hips uncontrollably. His tongue just drove her wild... she never wanted him to stop! Gillian pressed his snout firmly against the scaled slit of his mate, churring to himself as he eagerly brought her to orgasm. With a pleasured growl, Miranda gushed her fluids around his snout, and she felt Gillian lapping up all he found muster, letting the juices ooze out onto his snout and face as he thrust his tongue inward. His tail excitedly swayed in the air as he brought his mate satisfaction, and his wings were carefully holding her rump in place.

Mia found herself panting as her climax wore down. She looked back to find a very eager Gillian licking his chops and staring back at her as he came out from under her tail. "Couldn't help myself." he churred. And before she knew it, the blue-scaled male jumped up and placed his forepaws on her back.

The dragoness let out a surprised grunt from the weight of the larger male on top of her. "Woah, woah, Gil! I don't know if we should actually mate while I'm still expecting! I thought you were just going to do some licking!"

But Gillian only let out a reassuring churr and stepped closer, edging the tip of his now-erect cock across her slit. "Why not? I think we'll be fine." He let out a growl as his draconic cock teased across her rump, prodding her rear. He was fully erect and leaking pre-cum, and inadvertently spread some of it across her rear as he gently dry humped his mate.

"I'm thinking about our eggs, though. They could be crushed!" Miandra confided.

Gillian bent down and gave a lick across his mate's cheek. "Mia, I'll be gentle, I promise."

Despite her reservations, the dragoness found no reason to not give him her trust. Taking a moment to think it over, Miandra relented. "Okay," she whispered, a grin forming on her snout. "Do it. But be careful."

And with that, the male dragon arched his back and probed for his mate's slit. He knew the spot well, and found his target in no time. Slowly, he drew the pointed head of his erect cock across the soft, yellow slit lips, taking a moment to tease and gently spread them on his tip. Miandra let out a pleased murmur at the feeling of the hard length, feeling so virile and enticing to her as it prodded her slick folds. Her entrance was once again starting to pool its liquids from her sheer arousal. Gillian took his time, softly caressing the smaller female's chest and flanks with his paw as he rested his larger frame above her and continued to prod and tease, getting a feel for her warmth and slickness as it brushed against the head of his cock. The green dragoness shifted her weight to help bear his own and began to pant in anticipation from the stimulation across her vulva. And after a few minutes, she felt that it was time to continue.

"Gillian, I-ah!"

Just when she had least expected it, he had brought his hips forward, spreading her slit lips wide as he slid his large, draconic length inside. The smaller female cried out in surprise and tightened up around him, causing the male to gasp and flex. Slowly, she felt the wonderfully thick girth of the larger male's shaft prod deeper into her vent. Gillian penetrated her with enthusiasm, churring as he sunk into her depths. He shot a large spurt of pre inside her, and the fluids combined with Miandra's natural lubrication before oozing out of her stretched vent and leaking to the rocky ground. Miandra felt enraptured by the larger male's girth. He always filled her up so tight!

"Dammit, Gill!" the dragoness arched her back in pleasure from the unexpected penetration. "You lovable bastard! Mmmm, that feels wonderful." Gillian only laughed in response.

The male let out a pleased purr as he pressed in farther, feeling more and more of his length enter the stretched dragoness below him. The warm feeling of her flesh around his girth.... the slickness of her walls and tightness in her loins was something he would never grow tired of. He pushed in slowly, savoring the slick rubbing as his length slid deeper and deeper, and rested his neck on her shoulders. The dragon finally stopped just short of her cervix and paused, feeling eager to continue. Being a larger species than Mia certainly led to some deep penetration on his part, and it was an idea that both parties relished.

Gillian moved his forepaws back, and ran them along his mate's distended belly. He savored the tightly stretched scutes and traced the faint outlines of the eggs that were pulled taught against her scales.

"Mmm... you know, I think you have a certain kind of hotness being like this."

Miandra giggled. "Like what?" She arched her neck to look back at the dragon that had mounted her.

Gillian grinned as he began to slowly thrust into her. "Being gravid and all. I dunno... just seeing you with a belly stretched full of eggs gives you this... this...." he trailed off.

Miandra's brow raised and she gave a critical glare to her mate. "Are you trying to say I'm fat, Gil? Cause I swear if you are, I'll pin you so fast you'll-"

"No," Gillian interrupted her, shaking his head. "It's this sense of serenity... Serenity and grace. It's hard to describe it, Mia, but you just look very lovely when you're gravid. I wouldn't dream of thinking you to be anything less than beautiful." He grinned.

"Aw, Gil..." Mia's harsh expression immediately softened, and she smiled graciously. "That was very sweet... I love you." She craned her neck to reach up and give him a kiss on his snout, to with Gil readily accepted.

"I love you too, hon." The larger male churred. He opened his mouth to accept her own, and the dragons shared a passionate kiss as they stayed tied at the hip.

Slowly, Gil withdrew till only the tip remained inside her tight vent. Then with a steady push, he began to make love to his mate, sinking into her warm vent slowly once more. He bent forward to lick at her neck and ears, all while running an eager paw over her distended belly. Gillian loved to feel the eggs inside... and was thrilled to know that they were his own. The dragoness beneath him squirmed in pleasure and arched her back as she was felt up. She churred softly as Gil cradled the unlaid eggs in his paw, content to take his time and enjoy the sensations for the while.

Gillian began nuzzle his mate's cheek as he thrust into her with a controlled but powerful pace. He relished the warm passage that wrapped so snugly around his shaft, and feeling Mia gently hump back into him was an added turn-on. The feeling of her vent filled his heart with fire and electricity, urging him on and causing him to fall deeper into wild excitement and arousal. One thing Gillian always loved about Miandra was that her smaller size lead to her vent being wonderfully tight around his comparatively larger cock. Indeed, Miandra thought he was quite a fit for her as well, and loved being able to feel so full. Gillian brought his tail around as he thrust, and affectionately wrapped it around her own as he nuzzled her cheek with a churr.

Miandra let out a pleasured groan from under her mate and returned the nuzzle, feeling enraptured by the larger dragon on top of her. As the years had worn on, Gil had taken to find all the things she enjoyed, her ideal pace and sensations... her turn-ons. She was always grateful to have this lovely blue dragon to share in her pleasure. Feeling enticed, Miandra pushed against the rock and took more of his weight on her small shoulders. He felt so large on top of her back, and she loved it. The way she would make him feel, being sweetly taken with a rough but gentle pace, feeling him take control of her body.... it all just drove her wild. The dragoness arched her neck to affectionately lick at his scaly chin as she was mated. Her body rocked slowly... she felt his hips press into her own, his belly pressing her tail against her back. He filled her up so completely, stretching her walls wide.

Focusing hard, Gillian lifted his body over her to angle his stiff dragonhood downward, and with a lurch, the pointed head of his cock brushed against the opening of her cervix. He prodded slowly, searching for the entrance. It was a familiar feeling for Gil... a dragon of his kind was naturally equipped for deep penetration as a part of regular mating. The triangular, tapered tip of his cock was molded to fit into a female's cervical opening like lock-and-key, allowing him to penetrate deep and ensure his seed would fertilize any fertile mate he chose. And with Miandra, he had done this many times before, though more often while she was not in heat until both had decided they were ready to try for eggs.

Miandra let out a tiny whine from the sensation of him pushing against the end of her vagina, feeling unsure at the idea of such deep penetration while gravid. She was worried about the eggs, of course... But as unsure as she was, the dragoness could not deny how much the penetration turned her on. She loved to feel him get as deep as possible, to feel her cervix spread open under the power of his thrusts and firm shaft... it was an exhilarating sensation for her. Too pleasured to protest, the green-hued dragoness spread her legs farther and crooned at his touch.

"Be careful, Gil," She huffed. "Or I'll-"

"Don't worry. Almost... there," Gillian hissed. His eyes were shut tight in concentration as he prodded the depths of the dragoness's vent. Mia began to pant, caught up in her own arousal to keep her snout closed any longer. She felt that familiar pressure begin to well up inside of her body, hinting at the beginnings of a climax.

With a snarl, Mia tensed her entire body up as she felt a firm pressure slip inside the groove of her cervical opening. It suddenly pressed in, gently spreading the tight hole wider. The sensation was too intense for her! Suddenly, the smaller green dragoness groaned, convulsed and came around his massive length. Mia growled deeply, enraptured by her pleasure and feeling too gone to want anything but more. She automatically arched her back and her wings began flapping uselessly under the larger male in pure reflex. Her walls rhythmically constricted around Gillian, and she felt him lurch and grunt from the powerful sensation. As part of the natural response of her body, the green-hued dragoness felt her cervix gently relax and open, allowing for the massive length inside her to press in deeper. She squirmed and writhed under the larger male's body as his pointed member entered even deeper into her body.

Gillian was in a state of ecstasy as he guided the first several inches of his dragonhood further inside her rippling cervix. The pressure she put on the sensitive head of his cock was almost too intense... it was almost as powerful as being squeezed hard by her paws, but Gillian loved it. He shut his eyes tight as he forced himself deeper inside the immensely tiny hole, pushing with all his might to spread her opening wider.

... and suddenly, he felt the pressure release around the very tip of his cock, and he brushed up against something hard and smooth. He gasped: It was her eggs! Gillian let out a moan as he prodded with a slow and gentle pace, feeling his cock head nudge and push the eggs around inside with every thrust. He knew Miandra was feeling it too, and the smaller dragon was groaning softly with her head tucked down to her chest with her eyes shut tight. She was in too much pleasure to voice her concern. Gillian wrapped a large forepaw around the smaller dragoness' chest as he continued to thrust, holding her close and trying his best to not let himself go and ram her too hard.

"I can feel them" he hissed, growling softly under his breath. Gillian took the smaller dragoness at a carefully applied, rough pace, making certain his thrusts would not bring harm to her clutch.

"God, Gill!" Miandra gushed, too lost to say anything else. Her hips were frozen in place, and she pressed back into her larger mate eagerly. He felt so huge inside of her! She began to grunt and snort as Gillian's thrusts picked up pace. Each time he sunk into her depths, she felt his tapered cock head squeeze past her tight cervical opening, and the intense sensation shot waves of pleasure up her spine. Slick fluids oozed out of the dragoness' vent and dripped down the male's shaft.

Gil began to pant as he continued to thrust deep inside. "Don't worry... it wont be much longer," he spoke through a grunt. Mia's walls were simply divine. The intense pressure on the first few inches of his cock were sending him into overdrive. The incredible tightness of her cervix around his shaft drove the dragon to lose himself and focus on the pleasure. He increased his pace, barely mindful enough to not to rock her gravid belly too much, and began to thrust in at a steady rhythm. The feeling of the smooth eggs rubbing against the tip of his cock was incredibly exotic to him, but Gillian was trying hard to not upset her clutch.

Miandra was basking in the sensation of being dominated and claimed once again. The green-hued dragoness underneath was in conniptions of pleasure from the sensations, and squirmed gently in his tight grasp, moaning to herself.

Gillian could not hold back any longer. Keeping one foreleg on the rock for support, he clutched his mate tight around the chest and pounded her vent with rapture. Each thrust caused the smaller green dragoness to let out a terse grunt. Her cervix was spread wide. She felt her eggs being prodded by her mate's tip. The wet sounds of sex filled their ears. Gillian was close. He felt the pressure inside of him well up and culminate in a feeling of ecstasy....

And then it released in a single violent moment.

Gillian took his mate with a loud, virile roar as he thrust in and came, gushing a torrent of dragonseed deep inside his dragoness' womb. His cock surged with energy, tensing up and engorging with blood. The tip of his shaft expanded larger inside the smaller dragoness and sealed him within her cervix. His spunk shot deep inside her. It splashed against her unlain eggs, coating the shells completely as it filled up the cracks in between until her womb was full. And as the virile dragon continued to spew his mating fluids, they swelled up inside of the female, causing her to tense up from the pressure. With nowhere to go, the flow of seed suddenly rushed backwards, slipping in between his cock and Mia's vent, and forcefully spewing out the open end where it dribbled onto the ground and splattered the rocks below.

Gillian let out a loud sigh as he let out the last few spurts of semen inside his mate. He felt Mia underhand collapse on the rock suddenly, resting her chest as she kept her rear high in the air for him. The two dragons, relaxing the afterglow, enjoyed the post-coitial atmosphere. He gently rested part of his body on Mia's back and bent down to lick at her face in affection.

"Mia, that was wonderful." Gil churred. He planted a kiss on her scaled cheek.

Miandra said nothing for the moment, still focused on Gillian's massive shaft inside her vent and how it so wonderfully stretched everything inside of her. Her belly felt impossibly stretched.

"Gil... I feel so full," she seethed. It hurt to have her womb so full of both eggs and dragon seed, as well as her vent to be so stretched with a larger male's shaft. But there was a large amount of pleasure in it as well... that, she could not deny. It was a wonderful ache. Mia felt alive in her mate's embrace, enamored with the weight and presence of the bigger dragon above her.

"Gillian," she began, looking up at the blue-scaled dragon that had claimed her. "I love you." She turned her head to meet Gil's own, and the two shared a deep, draconic kiss, still connected at the hips.

"I love you too, hun," Gillian replied, speaking through the kiss. "I love you too."

TO BE CONTINUED

Post story notes:

~So, this had to stay in the post-story notes because I didn't want to get anyone upset and ruin the mood, but this is the first half of the story that was commissioned by (Narse) for (Athus) literally just several days before Athus had passed away. Athus... I miss ya, buddy. As it was, there was no way I could have finished the story before the car crash happened. :/

~I've been sitting on it for such a long time and its been hard to look at since Athus' death, but I realized that I need to get it out there so people can enjoy it. Its what Narse wants, and its what Athus would have wanted as well. :) I really hope you guys liked this one.

~I had started this story about a week or two before Athus passed, and had not touched it since then. This was supposed to be a surprise: Athus loved my stories but he never knew I was working on one just for him! We had quite a few long talks and I got to do some fun under-cover investigations to find out what his "perfect" story would be like without getting him suspicious. :P The last thing Athus told me was that he was working on some fan art for Dragon Ranch for the Adult Dragon Panel. I was really touched and honored.

~I knew Athus well enough to say that he would want as many people to enjoy this story as possible. He was the type of guy to want people to be happy and to not get upset at his passing. So remember that, and stay positive in your comments. :)

~So, the second half, which is not finished yet.... that one is a bit kinkier. Its got some egg-laying-related sex acts in it. Athus liked that stuff a lot. I figure it might be better to separate that so that people can enjoy this first half. To be honest, I think I did really well on the portrayals of the couple here, Miandra and Gillian... and I don't want people to pass over this story cause they might be turned off by the kinkier sex acts.

~No hoomanz this time, so all you hoomanz-hating furries that think hoomanz suck and are gross and icky creatures and are instant turn-offs can still enjoy this story. I've met plenty of you types before.... >_>

~Gillian calls himself "d'Artagnan" when he role plays, which is a character from The Three Musketeers. He also attempts to mimic French Renaissance -period aristocratic society with his actions and talk. Miandra makes up her own name for Gillian: "d'Au Gratin", which (without the d'), is a french culinary term that refers to a topping of cheese and breadcrumbs. And it's a very fitting name, because Gillian's role play is quite cheesy and over-wrought. The more you know!