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The flowers were brilliant crimson and deep purple, massive petals that caught the eyes and a scent that was alluring and unique as Zr passed beneath the thick petals. They were velvety feeling as they stroked along his back, delightfully caressing down towards his tail while he shifted a little bit and slid the edge of his white muzzle along the edge of a leaf and watched it flare to life and move. The scent of it enflamed him, causing his heart to beat faster, his forepaws to clutch a bit more tightly to the ground as he stepped into the heart of the growing thing, feeling the way that the ivy and tendrils from the plant stirred beneath the surface of the earth, roiling and twisting so that it lifted up higher in the air. He flexed his wings, the vibrant rust-orange membranes extended out to feel the leaves brushing beneath the curve of his belly in a delightful stroke that had his wings flexing open and his back arching. It was exactly as the gryphon had told him, right in the exact same spot that it should have been.

The gryphon had been a bit of fun on the side he'd enjoyed, the female quite lovely to enjoy, but at the time he hadn't thought about much besides enjoying her. The enjoyment had turned into intrigue when hen had commented she hadn't had better since she had encountered a rather singular plant just inside one of the stranger forests in his territory. She had been quite passionate about her description of the plant, often visiting it when she had certain itches that made it hard to control herself. He had been...interested from the start. Quite delighted to know that the thing was uniquely designed to cause pleasure if roused, as a drake with a healthy appetite he was quite entranced at feeling the petals sliding along the edge of his back and wings, the leaves starting to stir and shift a little bit as he rumbled and sniffed at one of the large blossoms.

The leaves started to slip outwards, moving and running against him experimentally as he turned his head and licked out against the edge of the flowered petal. It tasted strangely sweet on his tongue and made him rumble with interest as one of the vines lifted upwards from the length of the ground, smooth and exotic feeling as the tendril trailed out along the line of his legs, stroking so that he lifted the paw and shifted a little bit with a wriggle, his wings flexing outwards as he marveled at the movements that were smooth and graceful, more tendrils lifting up and coming to life. He shivered and trembled with his tail flicking out with a little bit of a snap as the tip trailed along the underside gently as a thick petal draped along his back and the edges of the stamen drooped lower towards him, casting a powdery spill of pollen against him and sending a pleasant brush of heat through him.

The tendrils rubbed along him, nearly a dozen of them began to slip out along the length of his chest and along his legs, trailing and twisting, curling and rubbing upwards along the length of the powerful limbs as he lidded his eyes shut and splayed his hind legs slightly at the gentle caress of smaller tendrils lifting higher up. The strokes rubbed over the sensitive inner scales that ran up along the line of his under tails while his hips began to push backwards against the touches. His tail flicked up higher in the air, raising as the tendril tips trailing sensuously along the underside of his tail, tracing the soft line of his vent while one of the thicker tendrils wrapped around the length of his tail. They felt warm against him, stroking and trying to probe places that made him grunt out and turn his head, more tendrils worked along the line of his orange and red side stripes. He arched up higher in the air, grinding his teeth together a bit and tensed himself up as one tendril tried to rub right along the puckered opening of his anal ring.

The plant seemed to be puzzling him out, some of the strands curled along the edge of his muzzle and lightly trailed along the underside of his chin. He lifted his head up higher and opened his jaws, flicking his tongue out to lick against the smooth feeling of the vine stroking him. He positioned his hips up higher in the air, unsure of how intelligent the plant was, or perhaps it was more accustomed to females, but a shift dragged his genital vent up right along the line of the opening. His orange cock tip began to spread open the thicker outer lips, spreading wider so that a welling dribble of precum began to ooze out of the narrow glans. He pulled himself back against one of the tendrils that were trying to probe against him, guiding it down so that the tip ran right along the tip of his cock making him shiver and arch as the tip swirled and explored, the petals along his back pressing over him as the tendrils seemed to become more interested, more devoted to tracing around the tip of his shaft.

It was tentative at first, Zr rumbled and hiked his tail up higher in the air as he shivered and felt the vines exploring him as if they were confused. Perhaps it had become adjusted to females and the feel of a male confused it, granted, the drake had no idea what the plant might think or not, only that it seemed to come alive to give pleasure when a living creature triggered the petals and brought it to life. The narrow tips of the vines twisted around right along the tip of his emerging cock and started to slip along him, caressing while he splayed his orange and red thighs open wider and curled his tail up, growling in appreciation at the strangely warm sensation of the vine rubbing over him, pushing and sliding towards his genital slit so that his entire back arched higher up in the air and his wings tightened down along his sides. The twist of the tendrils wrapped around his tail, curling and squeezing, sliding towards the base of his haunches while something began to flick along the tip of his cock lightly.

Something moist and warm, dozens of slender tips probed out while Zr twisted his head down, looking down at the dark green vine to see the thick tip splaying open to show smaller delicate tendrils stroking out and swirling around his swelling cock tip. It spread the lips of his slit open wider, his shaft sliding outwards and pushing towards the ground in delightful sensation as the vine opened up wider and pushed upwards right against the thick glans. Precum began to well up from the tip, bubbling and drooling down before the plant suddenly pushed upwards and engulfed the dark orange spire and the dragon snarled out. His lips curled back, eyes closing as he found his girth sinking into a slippery grip that wrapped around him tightly, massaging and causing him to arch his hips and thrust forward immediately. His claws tore through the ground, raking downwards as the heat began to squeeze around him, suckling down the syrupy spill of his precum.

It was alluring and delightful, a far cry from the feel of a muzzle or any other part of a living creature wrapped around him, he felt slick wetness coating against the line of his shaft as the vine pushed upwards. The smaller tendrils were clutching around him greedily as more vines slipped along the base of his tail and suddenly stroked lightly right along the silky opening of his pucker. Zr rumbled out and dropped his forelegs down, rolling his hips forward in a thrust to push forward into the vine as it plunged upwards, swallowing around his cock, squeezing along him while he let out low throaty trills bursting from his throat. The precum drooled outwards, every time it bubbled up from his tip and spilled outwards the vine tightened and seemed to suckle along him, swallowing down the length of his spire in a way that had his hips tensing and shuddering in pleasure, digging his claws into the thick soft soil beneath him.

The tendril curled and twisted beneath his tail, the tip nestling and nuzzling against his pucker until something wet began to spill down along the out against the opening in a way that had him twitching his tail. He nearly dropped his tail down low, but the vines held it up, keeping it held out of the way as nectar began to spill out against him. He could taste the alluring sweet scent on the air, strange and arousing both, making him groan out and arch, his haunches starting to drop towards the ground, letting the vines drag against his body. He was dropped to his side with a wriggle back and forth as the tendril began to push forward, wedging into his pucker, spreading the walls open with a little wriggle that has his back arching up higher in the air. The tendril plunged forward down over his cock, stretching taut over the edges as the drooling precum was swallowed down and the tendril began to push forward right towards the knot at his base.

His claws flexed, writhing and prumming in delight as the tendril began to push beneath his tail, stuffing into his body and stretching the anal ring open with a spill of slick nectar. His partially opened eye saw that it was a glistening pale blue color oozing out around the edges as the vine began to stroke through his passage and made him thrust forward again. His cock throbbed and quivered within the grip of the spine while the inner tendrils began to work along his length, swirling and contracting, squeezing and suckling so that he arched his head back and opened his jaws with a ragged cry of pleasure as the vine began to wrap around the base, stretching wider as the vine began to drive deeper beneath his tail, probing and pushing lightly in places that sent bursts of pleasure through him as the tip rubbed right along the rise of his prostate making his cock leap in place against his stomach.

The vines were growing larger and thicker, tightening along his belly and sides as he rolled over onto his back, pushing back against one of the larger roots and arched his back. He felt the walls starting to stretch wider and wider, the tendril was curling and swirling, rubbing in places that sent a shudder bursting down along his spine and his lips curled backwards with a rough snarl as it plunged in deeper. His anal ring stretched open lewdly wide and pushed the pucker inwards as it began to drive in deeper, making him push forward further. His body shuddered, thick wads of precum were spilling out of the tip, rolling down along the edges, being swallowed up as the flower began to glow above him, golden stamens pulsing and brightening as he writhed helplessly against the ground, arching and thrusting upwards as the vine dragged backwards along his orange girth, his knot being pulled free with a messy sound.

The living plant was suckling and tasting the male essence, the delightful virility that she had waited on for so long. Every new being that passed beneath her she had explored, trying to find one with what she needed to spawn and become ripe with fertile seeds. For so long she had sampled other females, her roots and vines finding nothing more than eager horny creatures that had responded with eager writhing, but finally, finally she could taste the brush of virile sperm laden in the gooey precum, the male not struggling as she dropped him to the back, instead the paws clutched her vines and he arched up while she began to milk him. Here was a source of what she needed, the drake giving into her as she began to wind her tendrils around him tightly, pinning him to the earth, at his size he would carry many loads of life giving sperm to spark her eggs.

Zr clamped his jaws shut as his knot began to swell, the tendril plunging into his ass worked in deep, dragging backwards and making him arch upwards, his tail lashed against the ground as the thick vines pressed over his chest, holding him down as he tried to thrust upwards. His knot was swelling open wider as the hot suckling feel became tighter, the opening of the vine slid downwards and started to swallow over his knot, stretching open wider and wider, making him kick outwards as the sudden pressure grew and clamped down around him. He snarled out, his tongue flicking outwards while the vine wrapped around his cock base and squeezed, pulling upwards while another hot splatter of precum bubbled up and splattered deep into the twisting length as the vine worked backwards from his passage, tugging through him with nectar oozing out to keep him slick.

His knot swelled open wider and wider, bulging and stretching the vine open as his claws bit down against the vines over his belly and chest as he tasted the hot sweet spill of pollen brushing over him. His cock bulged and locked inside the vine, it was too tight, almost painfully tight as his toes curled down and his tail snapped out against the ground before the drake's jaws opened up wide. A roar vibrated out of him, rising up in the air as his cock began to twitch and splatter the first creamy ropes of his seed into the suckling tendril. He could feel the vine in his ass rubbed over his prostate, working and roiling around it, making his cock quiver and push out another sticky strand of sperm laden seed plunging upwards as he arched his hips higher, his claws biting into the vine as he snarled out and began to writhe as the plant milked him.

It was delightful, at first, the swallowing sensation working along him, the dragging feel of the tendril within his tailhole began to work with strong strokes and drags, pulling in places that had him bucking upwards roughly. His knot swelled painfully wide, locking the vine in place as if it were a dragoness while the cock continued to splutter out thick rich strands of his seed, every drop being swallowed down as Zr shuddered and dropped his head back with a low moan of delight, his muscles relaxing before he wriggled. The hen had been right, the plant was a delight, scratching his itch in the most intimate way possible. He had no need to return the pleasure, he simply slaked his own needs. The dragon crooned to himself and began to roll over, wriggling a little as his inner anal walls contracted around the vine, trying to push it back out as he began to pull himself free.

As he tried to roll over, the vine tightened and squeezed against his chest, nearly driving the breath from his lungs while he felt the sudden contracting squeeze of the tendril along his overly sensitive cock. He let out a shrill snarl of shock and discomfort as it swallowed tighter around him and a set of vines twisted around his forelegs as they raked down against the binding tendrils. He tried to kick away, hissing out before another plunge forward began to wedge the tendril deeper into his ass, working over his prostate and forcing a weak spurt to come erupting out of his tip as his eyes flashed open wide, bulging slightly in a panic as he felt the slow stroke and suckle dragging along his still hardened cock, caressing along the tip with a gentle stroke that had his cock twitching and quivering in reaction. It felt good, painfully good, he kicked out with his hind legs, trying to get free but the plant only began to swallow and milk along his cock again. The rich sperm was already spilling towards the heart, towards the seeds that were resting there, but it wasn't enough. The plant needed more, and she would have it, she began to work the prone drake's body as he struggled. Let him struggle, she would milk him dry, every last drop would be used to fertilize her seeds.