DracoFun
#5 of Experimental One-Shots
Achelladuega Wanted me to do this, it's meant to be more weird and odd than it is to be taken seriously, so don't stress too much if it's all out of character dramatically.
Neltharion looked into the eyes of Nozdormu, seeing something he hadn't noticed before. Perhaps it was all the alcohol they had consumed or the general atmosphere, but something seems to be pulling them together. The dwarves had left after leaving their tribute to the dragons, a peace offering to insure there wouldn't be any raiding of their villages.
"Hey, Noz, do you ever get... lonely?" Nel ventured to ask. His speech already slurred by booze, he nervously played with his fingers. "I mean, I miss the touch of a female dragon, the simple pleasures granted by that.
"Well, I can understand what you mean there," Noz replied "living a solitary life doesn't leave me much time for life's little thrills."
As the two continued the conversation, a large black dragon entered into their area, nuzzling softly against Noz. Before he could protest, the dragon was running its claw along Noz's tail, caressing parts that had not known such a delicate touch in ages. It didn't take much effort before Noz was fully erect, his shaft glistening in the firelight. The black dragon began to use his tongue to caress the Noz's shaft. Roars of delight began to escape from Noz's throat as the new black dragon diligently and expertly worked his dragonhood. This site was not lost on Nel, who was already fully erect on his own. In a moment of passion, he found himself soon behind the black dragon, the head of his member eagerly pressed against the newcomer's vent. As he slid himself in, the new black dragon's own member emerged from his vent, the knot near the base applying a soft, welcome pressure against Nel's own. Noz's shaft began to throb and tense as his long-unused juices erupted out and onto the black dragon's face. Nel soon felt the contraction of the black dragon's vent hole as they both came simultaneously in response to the intense pleasure they both felt.
The black dragon leaned in to Noz as he was asked "What is your name?" through a half-asleep daze.
The black dragon simply replied "Call me Wrathion."