~Backstage~

Maz: As I have said before, this chapter contains two lemons. If you disapprove of such things, stop reading immediately.

Drane: *slobbers* Oh just get on with it!

Schonheit: Pervert.

Drane: Hey! I am not a pervert!

Schonheit: Are too.

Drane: Are not.

Maz: SHUT UP!

Chapter Seven: Lust

Cynder was all heat. Paws holding her purple prisoner to the floor, tail teasing the patch of scales that hid his excitement from view, and tongue inside Spyro's mouth. As she separated from him, a trail of slime stayed connected. As It dissolved and fell onto the male's face, Cynder opened her dark eyelids. Once fully visible, the hypnotizing teal color of Cynder's retinas forced Spyro into a trance. He lay there, unable to move, but able to think. He watched in horror as his beloved Cynder released his arms, and slowly trailed her tongue and paws down his exposed soft underbelly, "Oh Cynder!" Moaned Spyro as she reached his covering.

"Mmm... like that don't you?" Teased the black dragoness in a sultry tone.

"Cynder... stop... we shouldn't- Oh god!" Spyro bucked upwards as he felt her enter his tail vent with her pointing claw, "No, stop!" His breathing was getting heavy, and his heart beat like a tribal war drum.

"Why should I stop? You sound like you're enjoying this!" Giggled Cynder evilly. She forced her finger in and out as fast as she could. Spyro cried out, the pleasure getting the best of him. The patch of scales that usually concealed his dragonhood, split in half to reveal Cynder's prize for determination, "Oh my... It's huge!"

Spyro couldn't help but feel a bit of pride swell up inside, "You really think so?"

She nodded, a sick look of hunger on her lustful face, "Biggest I've ever seen."

"What?..." His question was more to himself than her, and he didn't expect a reply. Had she really seen another male's tool? Somehow, the thought of it struck some sort of chord in Spyro. The purple dragon decided that he'd ask her how many males she's seen before him, "Uh, Cynder?"

"Yes?" She chirped, not taking her eyes off of Spyro's splendor.

He shuddered a bit when she touched it briefly, then asked, "How many guys have you... Mated with?"

She thought about it for a few seconds, then happily replied, "Last I counted, eight, including you."

Spyro's heart sank. It sank so far into him, he could almost feel it fall out his ass. Deep inside, Spyro had never ending love for that particular dragoness. It hurt him to think that she had mated so many other males. The purple dragon sighed in depression as Cynder kissed the tip of his dragonhood, "You know, I never thought you to be such a slut."

This particular insult, used on the Cynder he knew before, would've made her furious! But for some strange reason, after he spoke the words, this dragoness laughed! "Of course not! In fact, if it weren't for the darkness, I wouldn't be like this!"

"The darkne-"

"Enough talk!" Shouted Cynder, interrupting him mid-sentence, "More fucking!"

Spyro had to gasp for air in surprise as he felt her mouth wrap hard around his length! She seemed determined to get him to cum on the first entrance! But he held it in with all his might. The female then proceeded to bob her head up and down his dragonhood, each time adding a little more tongue to it. Spyro's legs, that hang in the air, twitched in excitement. He gripped the carpet with all his strength, tearing it slightly. The black dragoness just wouldn't let up! She just kept going faster and faster, harder and harder. Spyro almost felt himself releasing at one point, but managed to hold it in, "Give up Cynder." The purple dragon moaned through gritted teeth.

She stopped long enough to say, "Never!" This continued for about, forty whole minutes! In the end, Cynder did give up. But only to move up till she was fully laying on top of him, "I think you know what happens next." Growled the black dragoness into one of Spyro's ear-holes.

He did, and he didn't enjoy the thought, "Cynder, there's still time. You can fight this!"

"Silence!" Screamed the dragoness, slamming her lips against his. He struggled against her, but the female was too strong once again. While muted, Spyro felt a moist patch of scales touch against the flank of his member. The sudden feeling sent chills up his spine. Still kissing him, Cynder maneuvered her body so that she was hovering just over-top of his extension. Releasing from his mouth, the dark dragoness smiled warmly and said, "I want to be able to hear your moans as I force you to enter me."

Her voice was melodic to his ears, and painful at the same time. Before Spyro could say anything back to her, he felt the soft and warm embrace of folds squeeze along his member as it was forced up into the squealing dragoness. All of the pleasure built up from the expert blow job, to this sudden penetration, was released the only way he found possible. In a roar, "Earth mother's tits!"

This exclamation made Cynder giggle, but didn't loosen her concentration. She had a goal, and by the end of this day, she planned on accomplishing that goal. For the dark one.

She began humping. And this wasn't your ordinary, nicely timed pace, humping humping. It was hardcore, 'I'm gonna fuck your brains out' humping. Spyro, by now, had just given up all hope of ever convincing Cynder of changing her mind, and began thrusting back up into her. With his new determination, everything went a lot smoother. It wasn't long before his hot seed was coating the inside walls of Cynder's womb. They lay there, silent and together, contented smiles on their faces.


"It's only a matter of time now brethren." Growled the echoing voice. His other personalities chuckled, both using the same mouth to do so. If anyone was watching, they'd shit their pants, "Now we must get the soldiers marching. Judgment day is upon us."


"So, how do you want this to go about?" Asked Flame, his voice soothing to the ear.

Ember giggled and slid a paw along his underbelly, "Thanks for asking." She examined his body carefully. Flame didn't know why, and neither did he care. Anything to make her happy, "I say let's do this the traditional way!"

"And what way is that?" He had an idea, but he wanted to hear her say it.

A long devious grin sliced Ember's face in half, "Doggy-style."

"Oh, say it again!" Moaned Flame, kissing her along the neck.

She leaned in close, next to his ear hole, and whispered seductively, "Doggy-style."

Flame's hardness poked into her belly, and Ember couldn't help but stare, "Here, let me make it easier for you to look." The red dragon got off of her and stood with his left flank facing her. He puffed out his chest proudly as the pink female took in the sight.

"Impressive!" She complimented.

"Just wait till it's inside of you. Then you'll really know just how impressive it is." His flirting was making Ember horny. She couldn't stand it any longer, she just had to have him!

Ember turned so that her rear was facing him. Then she lifted her tail and smiled back, "Come get me big boy."

"Yes ma'am!" Flame was so excited! It took him less then a split second to pounce forward and mount her.

"Ooo... Eager are we?" Chirped Ember, adjusting to his weight.

Flame didn't respond, he just pushed his way into her depths. It was quick, so she barely felt a thing as her hymen was torn. He tried to be respectful of his mate, but Flame's instincts seemed to want otherwise. In other words, he pounded into her like she was nothing but a tool of which to exert his pent up stress. As he came, she didn't. Flame dismounted and smiled gleefully, while Ember stood there angrily, "What's wrong?" He asked, truthfully concerned.

"Well, maybe the traditional way isn't all what it's hyped up to be." Her look of disappointment, showed it all. Luckily for him, Flame clued in.

"Lie on your back." The red male ordered, sniffing at her tail-area.

"What? Why?" Even though she questioned it, Ember complied.

Her legs now up in the air, tail lain flat behind her, and head lifted to look at Flame cautiously; Ember started to catch on. She couldn't help but smile as she saw her mate move around to her legs. Slowly, he lowered his head and opened his mouth. Having already mated, Ember was open, so Flame could easily insert his snake-like tongue. The pink dragoness writhed under her lovers touch. In fact, she moved so, that he had to hold her in place with his fore-limbs. In order to not hurt himself preforming this restraining move, he had to lower his hindquarters to the floor. Head in her crotch, paws tracing the fine outlines of her belly, and tail wagging like a newborn pup, Flame was ready to really get into it, "Hold on darling, it's going to get exciting."

She smiled, "Perfect."

Flame started by kissing her clit. Then, he gradually moved on to flicking his tongue at it. All the while, Flame's paws were massaging her abdomen. Feeling Ember's need for something more, the red dragon stared French-kissing her whole opening all at once! His tongue went in and out at an incredible rate, while his lips dinned on her labia. His partner was in pure ecstasy! She moaned, groaned, and sometimes even cried out at times. She had closed her eyes at the beginning of this session, but decided halfway through that she'd watch him. Watching was even funner. Finally, Flame could feel her tense up and knew what would happen next.

"Flame! Oh Flame! I'm... I'm cumming!"

He was ready for it, and decided he'd go ahead and taste her fluids. Flame had heard some 'rumors' from some other guys, about female's cum tasting good. He wanted to see if it was more than just a rumor. And Ember was glad for it. As he finished up, the pink dragoness sent a wave of compliments his way, "Why thank you! I tried my best you know. I've never done this before."

"Oh trust me. You were great." When he broke away from her lower area, she immediately kissed him. The kiss was a passionate one, involving her new favorite organ, the tongue.


Terrador, Cyril, and Volteer sat around the pool of visions in deep thought. The sound of little annoying wings, buzzing over their heads, woke them from their peaceful trance, "Argh, not you again Sparx. Why do you always come at the wrong time?" Growled Terrador.

Sparx faked a look of hurt, "Aw, I feel so bad now... Not."

"Get to the point, you vexatious insect!" Blurted Volteer.

The little yellow bug stared at the larger yellow creature in wonder for a few seconds, then said while shaking his head, "Does anyone understand what he just said?"

Cyril sighed, "Why are you here?"

"Well, now that you ask... I have no clue. I just came here to piss you guys off." He giggled childishly while buzzing away from the angry guardians.

End Chapter Seven: Lust

Maz: Yup, so that was the two lemons I warned ya'll about. For all of those who recognized Spyro's exclamation, yes, I did steal it. What? I thought it'd be funny there!

Latvia: Where's Drane?

Schonheit: You don't want to know.

*flushing*

Drane: *exits washroom* Hey guys, what's up?

Everyone: *cringe*

Spyro: EARTH MOTHER'S TITS!

Maz: Yeah... we get it...