I hate myself for writing this story….personally, but I like the idea, I don't own Spyro or Cynder, but I own Aduro….
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Prologue
Nearly a year after Malefor's defeat, both Spyro and Cynder soon returned to the dragon temple after they defeated the evil dragon, the one thing though that hit Spyro, was the thing that Cynder told him when he restored the world, those three words.
"I Love you…" his heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he felt a rush of power throughout his body, neither of them have even kissed yet. Nearly two weeks after they returned to the temple, a dragon named Aduro stepped up as the cook for the entire temple, and he is indeed good. Every morning the entire temple is filled with the most amazing aromas. His only rule though was stated on the first day, when he took the job.
"Nobody takes anything from my kitchen, if you do, you'd better be able to explain why" all this was about to change, as Cynder became more heated as her thoughts of Spyro grew in intensity. The black dragoness continually hoped that he would return her feelings, but that was quickly thrown out the window.
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As the black dragoness lay in her chamber, the cool breeze of night blows in through the window, her body briefly shivers as the air reaches her dark scales.
"Spyro" she says in her sleep, her head shifts on the pillow, her claws begin to dig into the cloth, her dream continuing to grow in intensity, as they do her body continues to toss and turn on the bed. As a jolt of pleasure rockets up her spine, her eyes snap open. She appears to be panting from the sheer intensity of the dream.
"By the ancestors," she gasps "that dream was simply amazing" her gaze veers throughout the room, on her lower body, as she adjusts her position, she feels slight wetness. 'This is the third time in a row that this has happened' she thought to herself 'I have got to get that dragon…'
The black dragoness climbs off her bed, and slowly walks over to the balcony, staring off towards the eastern horizon, on the balcony above her, Spyro, staring off into the distance, something he's been doing quite often, and his thoughts locked on Cynder, not even Sparx's best insults can budge him.
'she did say that she loves me…and I love her, but why can't I admit it' the purple dragon quietly says in his head, 'she's been waiting for me to say it, I know it' his thoughts were right on the money too, apparently both dragons were thinking the exact same thing, they both love each other, but the other can't seem to admit it. When Spyro hears a knock on the door, he quickly snaps out of his erotic fantasies about Cynder. The purple dragon quickly rushes over to the door, when he opens it, to his surprise, it's the black dragoness, and she looks as if she has quite a bit on her mind.
"Spyro" she says nervously, the lust in her voice evident, the purple dragon is oblivious to it though.
"Cynder?" he asks
"I had a bad dream" She lied to the purple dragon "Could I sleep with you in here?" her voice seems innocent, Spyro nods and moves aside to let the black dragoness through. She smiles, "Thank you, Spyro"
The black dragoness climbs onto the bed, soon after she does, the purple dragon follows; she snuggles closer to him and quickly falls back into her slumber. As she does, he wraps his wing around her and quickly pecks her on the top of her head.
"I love you Cynder"
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter….there will be more…..the original intention of this story was just to write a lemon….