Spyro and the Sun God: Chapter 1
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Idea - DragonMasterX
Writer - DragonMasterX
Editor/Proofreader - DragonMasterX
Spyro and the Sun God: Chapter 1
Spyro rushed down to Star Hill as fast as he could, seeing Ember waiting patiently at the top, her back turned.
"Ember!" He called, panting as he reached the top of the hill. "Sorry for being late, Ember."
"Spyro...how could you be late for something like this?" The pink female dragon huffed, turning her head towards Spyro. "We've had this planned for a few days now!"
"Yeah, how could you be late mister 'Oh Ember this, Ember that!'?" Sparx taunted, buzzing above the two.
"Sparx! Well...sorry, Ember. I got caught up in something." Spyro looked slightly towards the ground in shame.
"Well...maybe if you get me a gift I'll forgive you..." Ember suggested, turning away again.
"You heard 'er, lover boy. Go get her a gift." Sparx patted Spyro's head lightly, going up to his ear and whispering: "And, try to catch some butterflies while you're at it? Thanks bud!" he grinned.
"Flowers?" Spyro sighed, "Uhm... okay, gotcha!" running off towards the large field below the hill, where lots of flowers grew, he knew why Ember was sending him off there, her favorite flowers grew there. "I wonder if the script writers know I'm the action-type dragon?" he thought while dashing below. Back at the top of the hill, Sparx and Ember waited, Ember sighing slightly. "Really...we had this planned last week... Should've known a Hero of Realms wouldn't be the perfect boyfriend" she said, Sparx mimicking her on her back in a mocking way, she turned to him though, and frowned at him as soon as he saw his arm movement.
"Uhm, Ember...ya know, Spyro WAS late for a reason." Sparx explained, flying in front of her. "The professor called us to his lab, and we, like, got attacked by this HUUUGE dragon with big sharp fangs as long as mammoth tusks, claws that looked like they could cut diamonds and muscles that would make Gnasty Gnorc cry!" Sparx exaggerated, making motions with his hands as he spoke. "Spyro got his tail kicked, so I had to stand up for my best friend to protect, and I almost had that baddy! But he tricked us and went after the professor, Spyro went like nuts to catch him and then, then, he kind of swallowed the professor's new growing machine. That's why we were late. Err, he was late."
Ember blinked, completely bewildered at the story. "Oh, I see...well sorry for getting mad, then." She blushed a little bit in embarrassment. "Ahh that's not a problem. You can thank me for saving your boy's life later. And by the way girls like you look cute when they're mad." Sparx showed her a toothy grin, raising his eyebrows up and down a few times.
"Oh please, I'm not dating you, silly." Ember giggled cutely, her tail wagging a little. "You're way too small, anyways."
"Oh yeah, right, reject me because of size why don't ya." Sparx sighed, flying away from her again, but still staying at the top of the hill.
"Hey, Sparx, will you send a message to the professor, for me?" Ember asked, turning towards the dragonfly.
"What? I'm the mail guy now?" Sparx sighed again, rubbing over his eyes with one hand. "Okay, what is it."
"Tell him that I'll be keeping an eye on Spyro, to see if anything strange is happening to him."
"Got it." Sparx nodded, before flying off. "Guess now I'm the mailman."
Spyro returned a few minutes after, holding a bouquet of flowers in his maw, and ran back up the hill to Ember. "Oohh Emmpher!"
"Spyro? Oh thank you! Those are wonderful!" the pink whelping smiled wide, her tail wagging happily. "Heh, it was the best I could get for you." Spyro set the flowers down on the ground in front of her, his tail swaying as he stared at his girlfriend; she looked really cute and adorable when she smiled.
Before saying anything else, Ember remembered, "Oh and...Sorry for getting mad at you...Sparx told me all about what happened." Ember snuggled up next to Spyro, leaning her head against his, a soft murr escaping her throat. "Can you forgive me?"
"Of course I can. You're my girlfriend, remember?" Spyro chuckled softly, nuzzling Ember's cheek with his maw affectionately, a soft murr escaping his throat as well.
"Well I was thinking...now that Sparx is gone for a while...wanna...you know?" She asked, her tail brushing gently over Spyro's "lower areas".
"Ahh...are you sure you...want to, now, Ember?" Spyro asked, wanting her to give him her consent first.
"Why of course!" Ember grinned, almost tackling Spyro down to the floor, "It's not like we planned all this just so you could get me flowers. Tee-hee... You also earned a gift!" Ember brushed her face along his, murring happily all the time. Spyro looked at her with a big smile, rolling slowly on top of her, "You know, I never get enough of your gifts. But let's go under the cave, I really don't want to get interrupted while we're at it" he chuckled a bit, lapping at her maw with his reptilian tongue which made her giggle a bit.
"Oh but we're all ready here... I don't really want to get up now..." she teased, her words trailing with natural seduction. Spyro blinked, feeling enticed already, but fought against his primal instincts just to grasp her body softly with his four clawed paws. "Mrr?" she looked around him, feeling pressure from him, "Something wrong?"
Spyro then grinned, "You don't have to get up" he said, his wings softly flapping before the powerful muscles in them started to enhance its movement, both dragons starting to slowly leave the ground. "I'll take us both there" he said, and with a strong flap of his wings, Spyro took off into the air, holding Ember and carrying her while he flew. Ember was amazed at this and just stayed silent; it was the first time she was taken into the air by somebody else, Spyro seemed to be so strong, his wings actually seemed to have grown bigger and stronger ever since the day he had defeated Red. It made sense now how the purple dragon could now lift both his body and additional weight while flying. The male dragon was soon at the entrance of a water-cave, the edge of its entrance was perfect, and it gave a perfect gaze of the night sky when midnight and a simple peek at the moonlight glow made it the perfect romantic place. Spyro liked that place a lot. It was a week after Red's defeat and the peace restoration that he took Ember there, to confess his feelings towards her, a night where love was in the air, and the night where he showed her his love. That night was when he first mated, Ember, his first mate, who loved him back and showed her endless, unconditional appreciation to our hero. And from that night and on, Star Hill became their favorite spot mutually. When Spyro got down onto the cave's ground, he laid Ember carefully under him, his hind legs being the first in landing as he deposited his love softly on the floor next to him, then let go of her delicate body, murring to her as he stood on top of her smaller frame.
Ember stared at the imposing figure. Spyro was simply handsome, from paws to horns; everything was perfect and made her go mentally nuts. When they were on this position, Spyro showed off to her simply by standing on top. He already knew how she loved his body, his well-developed legs and arms, showing the might of a true dragon, his golden scaled chest, brimming and blending with the moonlight, precious and enticing at the same time, then his draconic muzzle, close a beautiful and handsome winner, open a fierce, defying beast. Everything about him made Ember hot; and it was evident to Spyro, who could smell her scent in the air already. He grinned to her slyly, his tail snaking between his legs and resting onto her belly, "Someone's turned on." Ember blushed, but couldn't help but giggle, "That's because I'm with the hottest dragon in the whole village" she winked to him.
"Good point, likewise" Spyro growled playfully, opening his maw and letting his tongue poke Ember's lips, she accepted it, opened her maw as well and took it in. Both dragons soon started frenching, their tongues embraced into a wrestling game as their owner's eyes closed, both enjoying their shared warmth caressing each other with their tails and wings. Ember was thrilled the most; she always got heated up with his teasers, especially when he indulged the French kiss. She was a fan of romance, anything that had to do with sweetness, she craved for. Spyro, knowing this, found no best moment to always get her ready for their sexual play, he was one complacent male, he rarely cared about his own pleasure and most of the time devoted himself and his body entirely to his girl.
"Mnnnhh..." Ember moaned, her tail flickering over his protective pouch just over his sack, Spyro's member was still flaccid, but it was half out already, apparently the warm kiss was also setting him on fire. "Spyro..." "Ember..." Spyro moaned back, opening his eyes slightly as he briefly stopped their kiss, leaning his head back and separating his maw from hers, a thin, but long trail of their mixed saliva connecting their tongues. "I love you cutie" he said, grinning with enthusiasm.
Ember smiled, "I love you too Smokey" she giggled.
Why does she keep the Smokey thing up? He asked himself, but laughed after her, his tail wagging in excitement. "I think you want me to heat stuff even more" he teased, still chuckling.
"Well c'mon then! Don't keep me waiting..."
Her last four words were everything he needed to hear. Spyro turned around; he faced her glistening entrance below. He couldn't believe how beautiful the sight of Ember's sex was, he started at it, coated in her pre-juices, and just got a craving for her that he could not resist, and this time was no exception. Spyro launched himself lower, his muzzle in front of the dragoness' vagina, Ember blushed, a drunkard of bliss. The male dragon reached for her opening with his still hot tongue, he gave a light flick to her clit, which was slowly hardening due to her arousal. Spyro didn't keep her waiting for too long however, and simply dug his tongue inside her mound, slurping everything inside her tunnel, loving the taste of her precious, damp sex. Ember couldn't endure the blasting pleasure, her moans gained volume, and the tease was too strong for her. But she loved it. She loved how he put her at his mercy, she loved how he manipulated her screams and her whimpers of pleasure, and most of all she loved his skilled tongue. "Ohhh Spyrrrrro..." the pink dragoness murred, her eyes half-open, "Don't s-stop... don't ever stop..." she trailed, her voice encouraging the already eager male even more, and aroused him past the limits. His cock, even without the needed attention, just needed her voice to get hard, and it did, hard as a rock, thicker and longer until it went over her face and chin almost to her chest. She wanted to return the favor to him and took the chance he was hard. Ember scratched lightly at his belly, her arms not long enough to let her claws grasp his members, but she supported herself and pulled her head higher, laying her neck onto a small, but comfortable rock besides her, making a perfect curve for her maw to reach his dripping cock. Ember opened her muzzle, wrapping her smaller, but more dexterous tongue around his big dragon member, she caressed it softly first, then suckled around it, before taking it inside her mouth, wrapping the hotness of her wet mouth on Spyro's dick. She got an accepting howl of delight from the young dragon, who stopped licking and tasting her pussy only to turn back and take notice of her own teasing, he liked pleasuring her, and liked it even more when she did it to him, she was too good at it, but he didn't like to let her win. He wouldn't come first; he would first take her to heaven and back, and then give her some of his seed for the night. With a small growl, Spyro went back to eating her mate out, both kept the sixty-nine up nicely, almost as if possessed by some lust spirit wanting both of them to extract and release each others' pleasure. Spyro growled his pre was almost shooting inside Ember's maw; she was too good at it. But he didn't push back either, Ember was whimpering almost cutely as her sex dampened even more, her orgasm was nearer sooner than her dragon's, Spyro would be rewarded. The dragoness gave a final yelp, letting go off his dick, just not to hurt him with her fangs. Juices overran Spyro's tongue and filled his maw; some of Ember's essence fell off his mouth, dripping off the sides and onto the floor. Spyro was content at this, however, the pleasure he had been getting from her, added to the strong scent she was emitting was enough to set him off, he didn't last long when Ember started suckling again, and with a final throb, Spyro released gushes of male cum inside Ember's awaiting mouth. She tasted, savored, and then drank it like if she was getting fed ambrosia of gods. She never got enough of it, she craved his male-juice, and the scent drove her crazy. She needed more, but her mouth was full and so was her stomach when she finished drinking him, yet again, after gulping the last barrage down, she licked her lips clean and seductively stared at her mate with need. Spyro understood immediately, no needing any words, the purple dragon turned around again and positioned himself on top of Ember. There she was again, admiring his physique once more, but this time she was in total bliss, her craving for him was a lot stronger than before, "Oh Spyro... make me yours..." she begged, Spyro complied and moved his dragon pride in front of her wet sex, now naturally lubricated thanks to all the oral work his tongue had done, and pushed the head of his rock-hard pulsing dick inside. "Tight.... Nnngh..." Spyro grunted, it was true, even with more than enough time to get used to it, Ember's puss always gave him quite a squeeze, he couldn't complain though, he simply loved her tunnel, he loved penetrating till he was all the way in, his sack slapping her tail hole, which drove her mad and made her howl in lust. Ember's sky-blue eyes lit up as the midnight hit its apex, showing moonlight over both. Spyro's scales shimmered with the beautiful incoming night glow, both loved the moment. They had been so immerse in their oral game they had lost any notion of the time around them. Spyro, with some of Ember's juice remains on his maw, proceeded to kiss her once more, just as he had finished his penetration. They were one, once again, he started their longed French kiss, mixing their saliva and cum together, tasting their wet and warm tongues as they spread their love to each other. He humped, and she bucked, both rocking their hips in harmony, working their pleasure as their respective second orgasms built by them. Ember groaned in the kiss, she wanted Spyro to go rougher, she whimpered, hoping he would notice. The dragon picked his pace, they wouldn't last long at the rate they were going, but they liked it fast and smooth after a good sixty-nine. Spyro's cock, embraced in the vice-grip it was getting from the dragoness' cunt, vibrated slightly, it was throbbing inside Ember, and he was leaking again. Somehow he was going to come before Ember, for a change, but it would still be involuntarily. With a big roar, Spyro broke the kiss again, arching his back high as he gave Ember one strong hump, Ember following him with a yelp of orgasmic bliss. Spyro hadn't come last or first, both had cummed at the same time. Ember got herself full of seed and Spyro's dick got coated in their sexual juices. They felt their warmths together and murred in their afterglow. They were exhausted after the second orgasm and couldn't do much but stare at each other's eyes. Spyro almost collapsed on top of Ember, she held him up slightly with her arms, then pushed them on their side, and with a smile, she said, "Of every single session we've had, this one was the best" she gave him a rub to his cheek.
Spyro laughed a bit. "What?" Ember asked, sharing his happiness, but looked at him quizzically "What's so funny?" "You always say the same thing" the dragon said, chuckling.
"Tee-hee..." Ember cutely giggled, "So... what are the plans for tomorrow?"
"I don't know... maybe some swimming? You still gotta learn how to dive and dolphin-leap..."
"Well you know I don't like water a lot..."
"Heh, well you never know. Maybe after learning how to swim you'll like it some."
Ember giggled, "I wouldn't mind, I have the most wonderful teacher," Spyro laughed again "By the way... I sent Sparx off to the Professor. Just wanting to let him know I'd watch over you."
"Watch over me? Wow, usually it's the other way around" Spyro said, "Gurrgh..." he growled slightly, clutching his stomach with one paw, "Oww..."
"Something wrong?" Ember asked worriedly.
"It's nothing, stomach-ache probably..."
"Well you swallowed one big piece of metal according to what Sparx said..."
"The Professor said it wouldn't do anything to me... so... gurrrgh... gah it gets worse..." Spyro grunted and coughed a bit, using both claws to hold his belly. He stood up on his hind legs, actually just pushing himself higher; he didn't have enough balance to stand fully. Ember stood up, "Let's take you back to the lab. I don't think you'll have a nice time sleeping like this and," suddenly Spyro collapsed, eyes closed and no more movement at all "SPYRO!" Ember gasped, silence took possession of the night.
To be continued...