(BONUS)
As the evening of the new day approached, Spyro and Cynder stood at each other's side in front of the new Avalarian Chief. All of the Guardians were standing proudly behind them as well, save for the fallen Fire Guardian, Ignitus. All of the friends Spyro and Cynder had made were also present, standing beside the large dragons as they watched.
"Welcome friends," Blade spoke, issuing his salutation to all those in front of him. "Today is a great day; the Ancestors are surely smiling upon us." He looked at the two younger dragons before him and smiled. "Today, we gather here to rejoice in the bonding of the new Guardian, Spyro, and his mate, Cynder." Spyro turned his head to face his bride, smiling as he placed his paw on hers. She turned to face him, a subtle tear dripping from the corner of her sapphire eye. "Spyro, as mate to Cynder, do you promise to hold her when she shivers, to give her light in times of darkness, and lift her up in the times where she falls?"
"I do," said Spyro without hesitation. Cynder gently growled as Spyro massaged the top of her paw with his claws. "And I have." She smiled at his ending comment, knowing full well the truth behind his words.
"Ah yes, Spyro," Blade replied with a chuckle, along with those in the audience. "But a simple 'I do' answers plenty."
"Not to me," Cynder shot out smugly. "He knows I like hearing more from him." She smiled at Spyro and mouthed, "I love you" before turning back to Blade.
"Are you going to get married yet?" They heard Sparx yell from the audience. "Come on already!"
"Sparx!" Cynder suddenly whipped her head around to stare at the dragonfly fluttering beside Volteer. "How would you like to be the bouquet?" He quickly shut up and withdrew further beside the Lighting Guardian as Spyro let out a very obvious chuckle.
"May I continue?" Blade asked. Both dragons snapped their heads to face him again while he cleared his throat. "Cynder, as mate to Spyro would you promise to hold him when he shivers, to give him light in times of darkness, and lift him up in the times where he falls?" Cynder turned to look at Spyro, a wide smile across her face.
"Always."
"Good enough," Blade replied, causing the crowd to laugh once more. "Then by my authority as Avalrian Chief, I declare these two formally bonded under the skies of our Ancestors." He sighed and turned to an Avalarian servant beside him who was holding a large white piece of paper. Reaching out his paw, Blade took the piece from his servant and laid it flat in front of the two dragons. "This is the legal documentation of your bond, left to be placed inside the Avalarian Records once your mark is left." The servant at his side loyally dropped to his knees to place a bowl of black ink next to the paper. "A paw print of each of you is all that holds you of your title." Spryo smiled at Cynder and lifted his left paw up, while still keeping his right over Cynder's. He slowly pressed his paw into the bowl, soaking the bottom of it in the black ink. He held his paw up while the servant grabbed the bowl to move it beside Cynder. She dipped her paw inside of it and leaned against Spyro as she held her paw up, placing her head delicately against his neck.
"Ready?" Spyro asked Cynder. She closed her eyes and nodded. Simultaneously, the two lovers dropped their inked paws closer to the paper, but both stopped before adding their mark. "Wait." He turned to face his mate and smiled. "I want to do this right, Cyn." Her eyes widened as her face inched closer to his. Spyro sealed the gap and lovingly pressed his lips to hers as they both sealed their title as bonded mates on the paper below them. All three Guardians lifted their heads to omit a joyous roar while the others clapped in approval. Spyro and Cynder were now husband and wife.
Cynder broke the kiss and wrapped her tail around her husband's, squeezing it tightly as she turned with him to face the crowd. He smiled and led her out, padding down the created aisle with his wing draped over her body. Suddenly, the three Guardians stepped in front of the couple, halting their walk.
"Spyro," Cyril said. "We have quite the issue to discuss with you." Cynder groaned in frustration as Spyro took his wing off of her.
"Um," Spyro started. "If you don't mind, I'm a little...busy."
"This won't take long, I assure you." The two sighed as they waited to hear what the Guardians' had to say. "Spyro, it dawned on us that you cannot take Ignitus' position." Cynder's eyes widened as she turned to face Spyro.
"What's he saying, Spyro?"
"I'm saying," Cyril explained further, "that because you have mastered all of the elements, Spyro, you cannot be simply a Fire Guardian. There must be more to it."
"So...?" asked Cynder.
"So Spyro is still going to fill Ignitus's place," Terrador jumped in to explain. "But we will be calling him something different."
"Like?" Spyro questioned, raising an eye ridge as he waited for his answer. Volteer cleared his throat and twitched his wings.
"I proposed to call you 'Master Guardian,' considering that you harness complete control over all of our elements in total."
"Master Guardian," Cynder and Spyro said aloud. Cynder faced Spyro again and gave him a wicked smile.
"I like it," she said happily. "Sounds like the perfect title of a leader."
"Which you are now," Terrador said. "Spyro...you are in command now." He smiled and turned his eyes away from Cynder to look at Terrador
"Then I will need some help," he told the mighty Earth Guardian. "As Master Guardian, I'm inducting Cynder into our Council." He turned to face her, his smile never fading. "We already have Guardians over the natural element, but it would be wise to include her as well, considering the powers she contains."
"Are you proposing we call her the "Dark Guardian?" Cryil asked. Spyro shook his head.
"No," he told him. "I think she deserves a name much more than that." Cynder blushed and turned her head away as she understood the compliment he had given her. He turned to face her and smiled, causing the dragoness to bring her head back to his eyes. "Cyn?"
"Yes?"
"I want to call you the Dark Temptress. It fits your elements and..." he paused to wink at her. "It also explains a few other things." She smiled and gently kissed his cheek, pulling her mouth away and placing it to his ear.
"You haven't seen anything yet, Spyro." He shivered but quickly regained control over his body.
"Any objections?" Spyro asked the Guardians. The three respectfully shook their heads.
"Spyro," said Terrador. "You and Cynder enjoy yourselves tonight. Once tomorrow comes, work comes with it."
"I can't wait," Spyro said sarcastically. "Now if you three would excuse us, we have some...ahem...work of our own to accomplish."
"I can guess," Terrador replied with a smile. "Very well, Spyro. We shall discuss further actions tomorrow afternoon, yes? I figure that gives you two time to recover?" Cynder shook her head and turned to face Spyro.
"To the bedroom?" She whispered, turning her mouth so the Guardians wouldn't pick up on the conversation.
"Of course." They turned to head back to the Temple Gates, with Spyro holding her close to him with his wing. "So what do you think, honey?" She shifted her eyes to him as she walked beside her husband.
"Dark Temptress," she muttered in thought. "I'm going to have so much fun with that one." She craned her neck to press her muzzle against his cheek. "How tempting am I, Spyro?" He smiled and looked down at himself, his dragonhood fully erect.
"Take a look yourself," he said with a laugh. "That's your answer." She chuckled to herself and leaned against his body as they walked through the gates and into the hallway.
"Oh I'm good," she teased. Cynder's head brushed down his neck, gently scratching it. "You are taking me to bed, right?" He brought his head down to kiss the top of her brow. "I want to live up to my name."
"You're so evil," Spyro chuckled. "Just be gentle with me." She smiled wider as they approached their room, pushing the curtain back as they emerged through it. The second the curtain fell back to its position, Cynder forcefully head butted Spyro onto his bed, sending him on his back with his wings outstretched. He craned his neck forward to see his new wife standing in front of him with her tail wagging lustfully behind her.
"No promises," she said, padding closer to him. "I never thought I'd get the chance for this again." Spyro smiled as she placed her paws on his bed, one paw on either side of him. She slowly climbed up and onto his body, kissing his lips passionately after reaching the peak of her climb. Spyro took his paws to rest them on her hindquarters as her tongue slipped through his lips, gently rubbing against his own. She suddenly broke the kiss and looked down into his amethyst eyes, placing her paw to the side of his face. "This time, I want to lead." Before he could answer, Cynder collapsed against him, sucking and gently nibbling on the side of his neck to his passionate moans of pleasure. He shut his eyes and enjoyed the moments to come, growling pleasantly to his lover's romantic actions. She was so stunning, so unbelievable that Spyro had to fight his urge to press inside her and take over, just like the first night of their sensual experience. He craved her inner warmth around him and wanted to experience that same passionate emotion he felt the first time they had made love, but Spyro knew that patience was its own reward.
Cynder moaned against his neck and moved her muzzle to his ear, lustfully growling into it. Tonight was her night and she wanted to make sure she pleasured him even better than the last time. She pulled her head back and smiled at her hero lovingly.
"You're not the only one who can give gifts, Spyro," she told him huskily, bringing her lips back to his neck and climbing her way up until reaching his ear once more. "This...is my gift to you." She lowered her head to his lips and gently kissed them as her hind legs adjusted near Spyro's. She felt his erection against her inner thigh and shifted her body to where it rested just at the entry of her vital tunnel. Still kissing, she lowered herself onto him. Both flinched, expecting pain similar to their first time, but all that seeped through their bodies was unimaginable pleasure. Spyro shut his eyes and moaned with Cynder at the enormous sensation. Cyn broke the kiss and propped her self up above him, holding her paws on his chest as she prepared to offer herself to him once more. Spyro smiled as he stared into the sapphire eyes of his own fallen angel, attached to him in so many ways. He almost left her, but somehow fate had other plans. He wasn't to question fate's design, especially during a time such as this.
Cynder gasped as her hips thrust forward, basking in the pure passionate feeling her insides were being exposed to. Spyro's body rocked with the first thrust, causing a surprised grunt to escape his throat. This time, she was fully committed to pleasing him. Her paws slipped from his chest down to his stomach as she quickened her pace, making love to him harder, yet somehow even sweeter than he had to her. Spyro's eyes begged to be clinched as the warm sensation shrouded around his member once again. He kept them open, however, staring lovingly into the eyes of his new wife above him. This was what he had all life to look forward to. His wife would be there every night for him, along with the afternoons and mornings. Cynder growled and leaned her head down to kiss him once again, gently nibbling on the bottom part of his lip until he opened it to allow her tongue's entrance.
"Say it again," she whispered, still thrusting against his vital organ. "Tell me..."
"I love you," he replied quickly, gasping as she thrust harder at his words. "My...Dark Temptress." She sped her pace, moaning passionately as her lips connected against Spyro's with a force only comparable to a thunderstorm in fury.
"I love you, Spyro," she whispered back before slamming her lips to his again. Spyro's body tensed from the pressure. Everything from his tail to his forepaws and wings curled tightly with each loving thrust she put upon him. She was in control on top of him, but she was gentle yet, caressing the scales on his chest with her paws while she continued. Cynder thrust harder against him, rocking her body back and forth as she tried to bring out their climaxes.
It was a moment neither wanted to give up, knowing that if fate would have taken the life of one, this would have never happened again. Cynder's moans and whimpers grew louder as her paws slid from his chest down to the mattress, taking a hold of the blanket they were lying together on. Her end had come upon her and Spyro was also at his peek. Faster she forced herself, clinching the blanket they were on top of with her claws while her thrusts became more violent. The bed creaked loudly, covering both Spyro and Cynder's loving moans as they caved into their final moment of connection. With a loud cry, the two released their fluids together, combining once more deep within Cynder's womb. The black dragoness gasped breathlessly and collapsed on Spyro's chest. The first night of the new married couple was over, but they both knew much more was to come. Spyro sighed and wrapped his paws around Cynder's back, just underneath her wings.
"Cynder?" he asked.
"Hmm..."
"I love you so much."
She lazily lifted her eyes up to his, a warm smile reaching her face.
"As do I, babe. Who knew we'd be like this?" Spyro turned
his eyes away and let out another sigh.
"I really shouldn't have done..."
"Spyro," Cynder suddenly said, reaching out to place her claw under his chin. "Let it go. You did what was right, and I can care less over it since you're here now." She licked her lips and craned her neck to move closer to him. "Forget our pasts, babe. Just give in to the night with me." She kissed him and slowly crawled away from Spyro's body, withdrawing from his love shaft and rolling her body to where it was curled up against her husband's. He smiled as he watched her forepaw slide down his belly, resting just above his spear. Spyro looked down at her, a wide grin over the black dragoness's face. She closed her eyes and nodded before shifting to press herself tighter against him.
"Wanna go again...?"
"Whenever your ready."
- - - - - - - (TO MY READERS)- - - - - - -
There is going to be a sequel as to what happened in 20 called In Heart and Spirit, but there is something else I must mention. I was not completely working alone in this project. Though a select few were allowed to proofread my work (Shade105, xxxdragonmanxxx, Fresh Blood, Zerodius), there was one author who was the greatest amount of help. For that reason, I announce this: me and RedDragonx will be partnering up to co-write the sequel, along with a few other Spyro-related ideas we have. Thank you to all who stuck by this story, even if you didn't review. You are all very welcome for this, and I thank you plenty in return.
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- - - - - - (Songs that influenced this piece) - - - - -
"The Night" (Disturbed)
"Seize the Day" (Avenged Sevenfold)
"Thrown Away" (Fireside Reaction...my solo project. Ask me for song)
"Dear God" (Avenged Sevenfold)
"Tears Don't Fall" (Bullet for my Valentine)
"Breath" (Breaking Benjamin)
"Leave out all the Rest" (Linkin Park)
- - - - - - - (Final notes) - - - - - - -
To everyone out there supporting great mature writing, thank you so much for seeking creativity. Keep an eye out for any more of my work in Spyro and be sure to see RedDragonx's stories "Secrets of Convexity" and "Night of the Spirit Moon" as well. You all have been such an outstanding audience for my brain to thrive upon, and I thank you all again.
With the final note to this story...
PEACE!