"Are we there yet, dear one?"
"Well, more or less, I can feel the water already, yes."
The pair of large dragons were leading their family behind them, the whole bunch more than glad to get out of the lair for once and enjoy some time in the outdoors.
Their hatchlings had gotten too used to the warmth and safety of their lair and, to be honest, had gotten lazy and Shihka had a feeling she could spark their interest in nature by leading to one of the most popular places for both the young and old - the Oltroh Vally lake.
The male, padding next to her, took a deep breath and let out a sigh of approval, they were indeed here, and by the sounds of things their little one's had noticed the scent of humidity and other dragonkind as well. The blue scaled dragon and his red scaled mate stooped to look around a little as they neared the edge of the absolutely huge lake, it was large indeed, but even so, considering the amount of other dragons visiting it it would be problematic to find a secluded spot.
The dragoness gave a silent sigh as she looked around hopefuly one more time and then nodded and turned to their followers, five hatchlings who now seemed to be more interested to see who can push who into the wet sand beneeth.
"Now now...behave, my little ones...we will seek out a calmer spot for us, then you can all enjoy the water, I hope you will not destroy this side of Hehro while we are gone, am I right?"
She asked with a chuckle as he turned her head to her mate and gave the slightly larger male's neck a soft lick as to tell him to follow, and in return she got a soft nip to the nose.
"They are old enough to fend for themselves, Issha, now let's go, I see another family who are about to leave, maybe we can settle down there..."
And with a nod the two of them padded off, leaving their wee ones bickering with one another, the louder ones seemed to be a lovely dark blue scaled male and a rosy red hued female. They were around three feet tall, quite grown, they already had lost most of their hatchling pudgyness and their personalities had long developed, the blue scaled male was more or less the bossy one and took after his father a lot, even his appetite...
Just like the little dragoness, growling at him took after her mother, and even exceeded her by having an exceptionally curvy belly.
"...am not fat! I told you...I am not fat, I am simply softer than you!"
The young male looked at her with a truly amused expression and gave a giggle of his own.
"Tell that while you pounce our supper. You do know our parents are the first to take a bite...No wonder they wish you to be the first to leave the lair when we mature.""Nu uh...""Uhu..huhuh!"
In the meantime next to them sat two perfectly identical white dragons, one was a male and the other was a female, sitting side-by-side they shared the warmth and did not seem too happy about this whole idea
"I hate the water..."
"I hate the water..."
They said in perfect unison and made the two arguers pause for a moment to look around....someone was not here.
"Where did that darkling bugger off to again...he is even more troublesome than you are, sister."
The blue scaled dragon looked around carefully, knowing he had seen Zal only a moment ago.
"I think..." "He said..." "Something..." "About exploring..."
Said the twins once more as this time they were covering the other's side with a white wing, shivering some even tho the sun had hidden behind a cloud for a moment. Quite fragile they were.
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"Mhhh...the sand feels much better here..."
The young dragon murmured to himself as he moved along the shoreline, the sidestepping the occasional pebble or wave, seeming to move so very lithe and always seemed to leave just a bit of black mist behind him. The pure black scaled dragon was just a little smaller than his adoptive relatives, his eyes pure yellow and the yellow and green frill, that ran down his neck gave a noticeable contrast to the rest of his body even as his wings were tucked back and folded neatly and masked it a little.
A shadowbrood was indeed an unusual sight for more than a few eons now, but only a few elders knew of what they were, even Zalmaron himself did not know. And he, just like everyone else, care free, was now enjoying the heat of the sun shining down on him, making him close his eyes in delight and rumble a little, before he saw something red with the corner of his eye.
Not too far from the shore, under the shadow of a thick trea sat an old looking dragoness, her eyes framed by silver glasses, shaping her snout perfectly, before her a clean, neat and red pillow upon which a book lay. But even as her tail propped up her muzzle, her dark eyes seemed to track the little shadowdragon's movement.
Once the wind blew from his direction he saw her expression change from a thoughtful to a surprised one and her muzzle lifted some, her fangs revealed as her lips pulled back in a draconic smile and he gave a motion for him to come closer.
Zal only blinked a little confused, but he knew better than to disrespect an elder by not following her order and he instantly made his way towards the much larger frame, as he got closer he would see the few chains of gold decorating her wingclaws, a piercing of solver here and there and a lovely decoration of the smallest and finest gold chaining decorated her curved horns, making her look quite attractive...aged to perfection even.
The older dragons got the more they seemed to appeal to Zal, they seemed to soak up all what life had to offer so well, be it knowledge or grace, and by the scent that he picked up from her, she was quite experienced...on many levels.
As soon as he was close enough he sat on his haunches and bowed his head slowly and low, a sign of uttermost respect to the elder, something he had learned to do from way back. And soon enough she returned the greeting with a small nod of her head before she once again gave him that smile.
"My my....it has been so long since I have seen my son...I still remember the day he stormed out of my lair with his ambitions to find a mate and a home of his own...I never would have thought he would also have such a large offspring and still adopt one as well...he always had a good heart, my son."
She spoke in a melodic tone, soft and it almost felt like the touch of earth, and the small vibrations he felt as she spoke seemed to relax him.
"I..."
He began to speak but she lifted her paw, this time her gaze was that of curiosity, with a wave of her paw the book closed and vanished, and her paw moved down, half his size, plucking him by the nape of his neck and set him on the pillow instead. Rumbling in delight almost as if she was eying a particularly tasty meal.
"Shush now, little one...let me have a closer look at what has my son brought with him this day...a healthy whelp indeed."
She whispered to herself and leaned down to press her much larger muzzle to his own, allowing him to feel the warmth of her lips and look into her eyes. He did not dare to do so, looking down, but a warm and quite a large tongue licked over his chin, making him look up into the motherly gaze.
"Indeed...and much more than one would see....you have a potential, little one, I can see it in your eyes..."
She murmured and rested down on all fours, using one paw to move the pillow between her forepaws, wrapping her large tail round them both to allow him to rest against it, her tongue still grooming him slowly, over his paws, his side, belly, chest, muzzle, she kept her silence for some time, before her tongue moved over his own lips, parting his maw some and the tip slipped inside and she gave a surprised rumble as three tongues found it necessary to wrap around it as it trying to stop it. She half-lidded her eyes some and grinned.
"Hatchling....are you denying me...?"
She asked quietly and by the looks of things the little dragon before her would pale if he could do so.
"I thought so...you know...your fathers childhood was one of the best for him I could give..."
She renewed her talking, her tongue now wandering lower to lick over the little dragon's tailbase, her experienced tongue would quickly make the hatclhing squirm under it's attentions and it only made her purr sweetly.
"Indeed...indeed...much like you he sat before me, his mother, one who tends to his every need, his ...every...need"
She repeated to herself as her tongue flicked over that well hidden slit, squirming against it, making him close his eyes in bliss as he let his arousal overtake his senses...he didn't even notice her large wings had covered them both from sight, many dragons did so to simply take a moment to allow their bodies to cool off.
But her body only was growing hotter, he could feel it even if his mind was too preoccupied as the tip of his length began to emerge for the much older dragoness, her tongue retreating and her maw remained open, bathing the hatchling's need in her hot and humid breath.
As more and more emerged, she could see every ridge of that wonderfully crafted length, the underside had series of firm and small, almost sharp ridges, while at the sides, near the baste, two fat ridges lay, much more meaty, fleshy and thick, almost like a knot.
She licked along her fangs as she saw this and murmured to herself.
"Well now...this is a lovely sight, little one....you seem to have something in-common with your adoptive father..blood relative or not."
The older dragoness then moved her muzzle closer to press her nosetip to his belly, her chin resting on his tail, her muzzle still parted to allow his length to be bathed in the hot breath of her body, her eyes closing as he felt him tense some. She could feel he was no virgin...which surprised her to no end, but even he had never been with someone so skilled at pleasing.
She smirked and let her tongue wrap around the base of her little dragon's shaft and her lips sealed around it and she gave one, strong suck and it was all that Zal needed, even as her claw was pressed to his muzzle, he still writhed as that familliar feeling of heat pumped through his length teased his senses, but at the meantime, the dragoness seemed amazed...
Her mouth was filling...the seed was thick and fresh but he just kept comming. She  snorted some as she had to pull off, dragging her lips over to the tip to keep all of the already released seed inside and gave a gulp, five more thick spurts landed over her muzzle, which she delightfully licked off and even so much as hitting her framed glasses, making her rumble out in mild annoyance.
The little dragon was panting weakly, his shaft now soaked with the little trickle of seed that still was coming from the tip as well as the dragonesses saliva.
He gasped a little as he felt those lips seal around his length, now a little too sensetive, cleaning up in one movement, his crotch scales would be next and soon enough the only mess was on the elder dragonesses muzzle, her claw removing the glasses for her to beam down on him with a wide grin.
"Little one...you surprise me even more...I may have had underestimated you a little...know this, however....I will send someone after you when I will think about what happened today...and then we will meet again."
She murmured to him and once more, slowly trailed her tongue over her own nosetip, cleaning it all perfectly, a delightful expression on her muzzle as she did.
"Now return to your family, my youngling, but I say goodbye for only a little while...know that. Now leave me be."
Zal, finaly being able to think straight gave a silent grunt as his length was still quite hard, the dragoness had only touched the tip of the iceberg that was his stamina, but he still knew better to question her.
A soft nod was given and he bowed his head even lower than he did before and began to move back, looking out between her wings, noticing none had paid any attention to the sounds or scents of the little sibling meeting.
A claw on his tail stopped him for a moment and she spoke once more
"Oh..and another thing, little one, next time you will have to earn this honor..."
With that she lifted her wings and stretched out happily, a few popping sounds could be heard and with a small wink she placed her spectacles back on her lovely snout, watching as the little dragon made his way back toward the other side of the lake, his arousal having had subsided by now, and the few looks back he made couldn't amuse her more.
There was a screetch as a certain little dragon was found sliding down an icy mountain path on his butt, ending up with his tail sticking out a snow-pile and a muffled growl showed his utter displessure.
"Of all the places...why here...cold...ow..."
He murmured to himself, but soon enough he dusted off the snow from his scales, huffed in mild annoyance and began to scurry up the mountainside once more. The wind was far too erratic for him to risk flight, and even if he did, the snowfall did not allow him to see too far and the icey if annoying path was his only lead to the temple he was told to find.
The red dragoness never did warn him, that he would find himself freezing his scaly tail off in such a remote location of the wally and by this time he was more than sorry he decided to accept her offer and visit her.
It was not like he liked her...he met her only month or so ago, while getting aquanted to his father's mother was more than interesting  as such, he couldn't help but to wonder what exactly did she mean about him having potential...
He seemed to be much more mature than his adoptive siblings in body, true, but in-mind he was still a young dragon, flawed by his curiosity, but what made it worse was his rather odd physical features.
It began when his new mother tried to ground him by leaving him in his little part of the lair, placing a barrier on the entrance to keep him there, but he always somehow managed to slip out when something more interesting happened, like when his mother's friends came to visit and he ended up being noticed, when a certain earth dragoness laid down on the pillows they used to decorate their guest lair and ended up making the pillow go "meep" underneath her, where the little bugger was hiding.
Soon enough they found out the shadowdragon could easaly use any shadow much like a portal, not only by moving his body through it, but also using them as mirrors, which once earned a small tail-whack from his mother as he commented on the little golden peace of jewelry her mate had added to her undertail...
The hatchling's little daydream was cut short as his muzzle bumped against a set of heavy and large double doors, made obviously for much larger dragons. Strange sets of writing on them were unknown to him as well, but it never did stop him from striking his clawed first against them a few times in hope that someone on the other end would hear them.
And so the hatchling waited, growling in annoyance now as there was no answer, the idea of coming here seemed more and more foolish to him by now and he couldn't even tell if this was the place he seeked in the first place.
The sound of aproaching clawsteps could be heard and he turned his head to notice what seemed a young, crimson-scaled dragon, only twice as big as Zal himself and he too seemed rather uneasy, his four curved horns iced over and his movement hard as he used his wings to shield himself from the snow, only having the wind use them as sails.
The male paused as he saw the small dragon next to the doors and, after a brief moment he gave a small bow and moved closer to the little dragon who had already returned the greeting by now.
"Odd to see someone of your age here...we do not usually get such small visitors"
He gave a small chuckle and Zal rolled his eyes some....the male was a young one as well, probably just matured too, he's the one to talk about size.
"I am seeking the...Breeders...I am here to meet a sibling, she is a large, bright red dragoness, elder too..."
The other dragon tapped his chin some with his tailtip thoughtfully eyeing the smaller dragon and after a moment he shruged.
"I guess if you have seen mistress Isshir and talked to her you have a reason to be here...follow me, I shall take you to her, but do not try anything you might regret later on, little one."
Zal nodded a bit impatiently, his butt already protesting from sitting on the ice cold ground for too long and he watched as the dragon moved closer to the large doors and traced a talon in a weird pattern over the iced surface. With a deep rumble the doors opened wide and Zal let out a soft sound of surprise as he welcomed the heat coming from within and almost tripped his new friend as he hurried inside to warm his scales.
They both found themselves in a large hallway, the roughly dug walls were decoreted in an assortment of glowing blue and red crystals, painting the area in a warm and inviting houe, Zal could hear many voices from deeper within, the scents of many dragons of various species and genders teased the youngling's nose and soon enough he found himself in a huge dome-like lair, the floor paved with the softest of pillows, reminding him of home, on the pillows, however, all kinds of dragons and dragonesses were resting, some of them larger, some smaller, all were mature and, as the little dragon could tell, quite sated on many levels.
A few were using a claw and ink to write something in large leather-bound books, presented to them by white-scaled females, their scales decorated with odd patterns of jewelry as well as painted symbols on their wings and chests.
Some had a cup next to them, almost Zal's size, filled with scented tea, however, it did not mask the sweet scent of mating that was quite noticeable even in such a large lair.
The dome had many exits, the whole wall was riddled with pathways leading deeper into the mountain and, just like the pathway leading to it, the walls were filled with many small and white glowing crystals, much larger chunks embedded in the topmost parts, lighting the room perfectly.
As Zalmaron followed the red male, they both walked past a tired, but happy looking dragoness. She was resting on a few pillows, her much larger form sprawled out with her hindquarters spread and open to anyone's gaze to wander over the reddened and freshly used folds, glazed with a layer of her own need and a male's seed, still puffy and the fleshy lips had yet to close, offering the view of the white caked mess that was within, dripping some over the dragonesses smaller, tighter pucker.
Zal needed to be prodded by the red's tail in order to keep him walking, the little male had began to stare a little too much and even as he walked he was trying not to salivate as he could see a few more dragonesses and a few equally as much pleased dragons resting on their respective pillows.
"By your reaction I think this is your first time here, isn't it, wee one? This is the Breeder Temple of Hehro. Here we, the breeders, help the dragonkin' who are in the need of a clutch...But do not get me wrong, here come the dragons and dragonesses, who have lost their chance to bear eggs. Many of the families, who are dieing out, even some branches of certain types of dragons...elementals, for example. We do what we can to prevent our world from loosing more of our kind."
The male explained as they soon left the guest lair towards the breeder's part of the temple, before the red smiled down at Zal, who indeed was listening to each of his words.
"But this is not all...we also collect and preserve the seed of the many draconic beings, that visit us in search for help or to aid us as well...you see, some species do not have a counterpart...we use magic, we try to find the most compatible species to continue their family, but...you must know, the most prized breeder is Mistress Isshir. She is a born-breeder, she is Quite special."
As the red continued his speech, his walking became bouncy as if he was giddy.
"You see, we are not all pure breeders, some of us help to either plant or acquire seed from our visitors. But she...she is a True breeder. A female, who can give birth to the exact species of dragon that has gotten her egg heavy. For example, say, a black dragon mated a red dragoness like her...the result would be a hybrid, a whelp with similarities of both parents. But if a blackie mated a breeder, the hatchling would be a pure black."
He stooped in his tracks, causing Zal to run into his hindleg, not that the red minded at all, he licked his lips happily instead, seeming not to have noticed the bump at all.
"Oh...oh and she is a lovely, pure soul...she has taken something that would otherwise be ungrateful work and turned it into a work of art...I feel like I have a true family here, we are united with our own little reasons we joined this temple and, to be honest, if you are here, it means you have a reason to be here as well, this is no mistake, little one."
The red dragon added and then stopped to look back at his follower, still rubbing his nosetip, looking a little surprised by now as the red leaned down to give the smaller black a soft lick to the nose.
"Call me brother, we have no need for names here, little one. Now you will meet Isshir, she must be waiting for you, good luck."
He said and before the little dragon could reply, he was pushed through a curtain covering off another pathway, leading to a red-hued cavern. Upon entering it Zal soon found the redness was simply the reflection of the already seen crystals, shining off the elder dragonesses scales.
Isshir opened her eyes to see who her guest was, wondering who would be troubling her at a time like this and suddenly her lips curled back in that all too familliar smile as she saw the little dragon nervously sitting to the entrance to her quarters.
"Zal...I see you took up my offer hmmm? It is nice to see you got here so quick...oh my"
She paused as she leaned in closer to sniff at the little dragon's belly and wings and suddenly burst out in laughter.
"Iced scalebutt...little one, there are things such as gateways, you know, you could have asked your mother or father to simply set one up to send you here. I hope your breed is immune to cold then, I would not wish you to run around all buggery. "
She murmured as she once more began to run her lovely tongue over the dragon's muzzle and neck, allowing him to enjoy the warmth, which he gladly accepted before he would reply.
"Mmmm...how should I address you now, great elder...mistress? My sibling....?"
He asked and the questions ended with her talon tapping his nose a few times to get his attention.
"In my temple, my little one, I am your goddess...but I wish you to call me your mother while you are within these walls, you will enjoy your stay...if you wish to, that is..."
She added silently as the older female then flicked that tongue over his underbelly swiftly, picking him up by his scruff and settled him on her head instead, allowing him to sit there, safely as she slowly stood up and rumbled.
"I do remember something about your kind...darklings...Shadowbreed, quite interesting and mostly refereed to as living shadows, am I right? Well then, you, my little one, would be more than needed here. If you can shape your seed to match the female's type of egg..."
She trailed off, moving out from her sleepingquarters with the hatchling still perched up on her head and after a maze-like series of similar corridors there was a thump and the hatchling found himself sitting on a different set of horns.
The large green dragon rubbed his snout, trying not to chuckle as Isshir was doing the same and they both smiled and exchanged their greetings, before the breeder turned his attention to the newly acquired hatchie-hat.
"Greetings, mistress, so this is the little one you told me about, correct? If he is as capable as you say, he will pass the little initiation with ease."
The breeder murmured silently and plucked the little dragon off his head and set him between the two, however Zal had stirred some.
"Initiation? What do you mean....I do not know anything about breeding, really. Shaping my seed...is doable, yes, but how do I know if it works?"
The little dragon asked a but uncertain that this was going as planned. to which the both breeders only chuckled and the male smiled. "You know...some scents cannot be removed from your scales, and I must say that you are no stranger to mating...and to answer your question, I will make sure the female is quite seeded."
The breeder then returned his smile to Isshir and, after she gave the little dragon a small lick to the nose, she turned to walk away, the elder dragonesses strong hindquarters swaying some, as her tail swayed, both of the males were rewarded by the sight of the sex of a dragoness, that has known and improved the art of lovemaking for a few decades.
Zal gave a small smile up at the larger male, but in return he only got a smirk.
"From now on you will call me your teacher, you will now follow me and we shall begin your little test. Your goal is quite simple, you must seed the female. Easy enough?"
He then asked, looking down at the dragon as he began to walk back to the guest chamber. Zal nodded silently to himself and followed suit, feeling his new teacher won't be so friendly.
Soon enough the two dragons finally returned to the large dome-like lair, there were a few more newcommers, a few of the dragons Zal had seen before had already left, but he couldn't get to see them closer as his teacher quickly pushed him with his tail toward one of the passageways. The room was filled with pillows and was lighted by very dark, red crystals giving the surroundings a interesting mood, the larger green set himself down in the corner of the small quarters and laid out on his belly, propping his muzzle with a paw.
"This will be your quarters where you will service the females in need of an egg...you will not need to know their names or their status, their birthplace or anything else. They will offer themselves for you only here and only now...what happens here will stay here, do I make myself clear, little one? If so we can begin..."
The green rumbled as he reached out to tap a few smokesticks with his claws, they instantly came to life, filing the small room with a pleasant, sweet scent, which tickled Zal's senses delightfully and soon enough the little dragon found his slit slowly bulge with promise, the scent that filled the air was most definitely had something to do with it.
Behind him a deep purr could be heard as the green scaled dragon seemed to enjoy the same feelings, his form shifting and squirming some, however, his bulk was pressed into the pillows so Zal could not see what he was doing, but he didn't mind as his attention soon returned to his own emerging arousal, once more his shaft slowly slid out from it's hiding place, the ridges would expand and firm and by the look of the larger breeder he was most pleased with the sight.
"Well now...seems like your kind has more odd features than I knew..."
The green said and reached out with a single talon to run the dull, curved part over the hatchling's shaft, the tapered tip seemed to have two cumslits, something that the older male found quite interesting, but Zal seemed to try to get his attention.
"May I speak, teacher? One thing I must tell you is...well...the longer I do not releive myself of my old seed, the thicker it becomes. I think that after a night's rest the morning release is so thick it would be impossible to even seed a female much larger than me..."
The little dragon tried to seem calm even if he wasn't, not even his brothers or adoptive father had seen or touched his length and here he was, sitting exposed infront of some unknown male.
The older dragon simply gave a soft sigh and rumbled, reaching out with a paw without much warning and wrapped it around the little dragon's now pulsing erection, causing Zal to hiss out in half-surprise-half delight.
"You could have told me this sooner, little one, we could have done this later..."
He seemed a little annoyed at this, but still retreated the paw to his miuzzle and opened it some, allowing his thick saliva to drip down his bright red tongue and coat his paw, before he would chuckle and suddenly close the wet, slick and warm scaled grip around the little dragon's length once more, even as Zal tried to speak.
"It is allright...I fou...hhhhh.....my seed regenerates very fast. I would be able to continue in a moment or twooooooooh...but also, it seems that the longer I wait between releases, the easier it is to accomplish..."
He was cut off by the dragon's paw squeezing over his thicker ridges, which caused Zal to stand on his tippy-toes and murr out as the rhythmic clenching of the drake's experienced paw urged him on and he began to buck his hips some, the sounds of wet slaps making the green dragon's ears flick.
He did not reply, however, he simply continued massaging the little dragon's need, before Zal let out a soft snarl, his shat bulging out a little and a thick jet of seed launched from the tip, landing on the pillows beneath, so thick it did not even part from his tip, the next spurt was even longer, even if not so strong, it landed on the green dragon's scales, causing the breeder to rise an eyeridge at the heat of Zal's seed. The next spurts turned into a steady stream of seed as if his body was forcing it all out, causing it drip over the still clenching paw and onto the pillows, pooling there and soaking the fabric. Soon the torrent of seed came to a dribble, becoming a little less thick, but the scent of the fresh seed was nothing like the breeder felt before.
It seemed to burn the dragon's nose, strong, overpowering, it almost caressed his senses, begging him to taste it, feel it, trying to convince him almost like a drug that each minute without it would be pain...The green let go of Zal's still hard member and closed his eyes shut and then opened them again, trying to shake off the odd feeling.
Zal continued to purr thickly, the release felt simply wonderful, he felt his fresh seed slowly drip down the length of his ridged shaft, too lost in the feeling to notice the inner struggle of his teacher he was so oblivious about, until he spoke, that is.
"So...let us begin...you may use any means necessary to seed the female, ofcourse, without causing any pain or unease to her. While she is here she is yours, I will observe the process, little one, one should be coming soon."
He rumbled out, the hatchling didn't even notice the sticky green scaled paw had a fresh and cleaned trail on it while the dragon's expression showed something one would show when sampling wine.
There were clawsteps heard from down the passageway, soon enough a white head emerged from the darkness, a silver dragoness stood there, lithe, petite, an indeed fragile being. She smiled and bowed her head at the two males.
"Greetings, lifegivers, I am here for my clutch...may we begin?"
She asked, looking at the green male, who only returned a very toothy grin.
"Ahh, indeed, we are, Zal there will tend to your needs..."
The dragoness seemed a little surprised, thinking that the little dragon was there to watch, not actualy take process. The expression on her muzzle didn't make Zal feel more confident either, but soon enough, with a soft sigh, the female nodded and entered the room, the scent of both the male's arousals and the sweet scent of smokesticks had it's effect on her body already, her tail lashing in anticipation as she laid down on her side, lifting a hindleg for the little dragon.
Zal murred silently at the sight of the dragonesses sex, such a large but lithe frame held such a thin slit, reddened from the scents and need...he couldn't wait to feel it. He moved closer to the dragoness, smiling a little uneasy and parted his mouth to let her feel the warmth breath of the hatchling's bdy on her sensitive petals, her eyes widened some as she saw not one, but three long, dripping tongues extend from his maw and trail over each side of that small opening. She gasped some as the saliva, dripping from his chin hit right on her puckered hole, causing it to squeeze in surprise, making her toe-talons curl in delight as she smiled down and purred out in encouragement...
Zal looked up at her and returned the smile as his tongues kept on slowly lapping along the sides of her entrance, the third trailing lightly just right inbetween that lovely slit, making it slowly swell in need, the lips parting, showing off her blossom to his hungry eyes.
She hissed out as his tongues now found her inner flesh, teasing her more, making more of her body open up for his attentions, his shaft now rested on her tail, dripping his fresh seed on it and the pillows beneeth and soon enough she let out a soft growl, licking over her fangs. She was more than ready now.
Zal moved a little closer, up onto her body with his forepws resting on her belly as the tip of his drooling length slowly moved over her soft pucker, causing another shy eep from the larger female as the tip tugged on it a little. Zal could see just how easy that ring felt, how soft it was...seems like the female's sex did not get too much attention, but her rear hole was more than experienced.
With another silent hiss he moved his shaft toward it's goal, her lovely flower now fully was open for him to enter and with a soft squelch his tip parted her petals and the little dragon sank the first few inches of his ridged length inside of her, causing her to squirm and thrash a little as she could feel each ridge tug on her sensitive flesh.
A paw stopped him from entering her deeper as she panted silently, wishing to adjust to his size and form, which he found to be allmost unbarable as his very instincts and the fire in his loins told him to slam into her to the hilt right there and then.
After a few agonizing moments she removed her paw from his form and let him enter fully, last of his ridges vanished into her heated vent, the two pairs of thicker ones causing her to roar out in surprised pleasure as they spread her even wider. Zal paused to look back at his teacher who now rested on his side, a paw idly tending to his own arousal as he observed the little dragon's work.
The dragon began to pull back and he felt his ridges, now fully gripped by her muscles pulling her back with him, pulling on her fleshy opening and causing her to growl out all too happily, rolling her body fully on her back and spreading her hindlegs wide, entwining her tail with the hatchling's own.
Zal hissed as he let only the tip of his length rest inside of her for a few brief moments, before he slid inside once more, his scales meeting hers in a wet kiss. Her own powerful hindquarters began to move with each of the dragon's thrusts, changing the angle of his length entering her so she could feel each and every last bit of his shaft entering and leaving her hungry sex, her muzzle open by now and her tongue was lolling out one side.
Zal hissed out and suddenly bit into her left hindleg, holding onto her, suddenly feeling her sex clamp down on him so hard he needed two attepts to pull himself free not to loose rythm as the pain combined with pleasure sent her over, soaking half of the little dragon's front in her liquid want.
A hindleg pushed zal off and out of her with a slurp, strings of his seed still connecting him with her tailbase as she turned around and lifted her rump high into the air above him, lost in the plessure to think about their size differences.
"Now...Give it all to me....breed me now, life giver, make me a mother NOW!"
She snarled out in pleasure and eagerness and the little dragon obeyed her, he hopped up to latch his paws and jaws around her thick tailbase, his hindclaws gripped her rump as thrust at her, his length grinding down her undertail and suddenly the tip popped into her fleshy tailhole with ease, making her scream out in delight, the pillows beneeth them soaked as her second climax quaked the lithe body and her front paws collapsed. Zal growled as he did not wish to leave her softer pucker, but he was getting close himself and with another, re-aimed thrust he burried himself to the hilt inside of her now gaping tunnel with a loud and wet smack, letting out a muffled roar around her tail as his shaft spasmed inside of the silver female, filling her ready womb with his fertile seed.
The dragoenss fell onto her side in exhaustion, her muzzle opened wide as she tried to get as much air back inside of her lungs as possible, feeling the warmth of the much younger lover's seed inside of her, making her feel all too pleased. But the hatchling was not done yet, Zal seemed to concentrate, the seed within probed at her body..sampled it...mapped it and began to reform his cum, bathing her eggs with the seed that of her own kind...
The deed was done and he slowly pulled out of his first bred dragoness with a slow and loud slorp, his dripping length was yet to retreat, it was still more than ready to give much more and then some, but the hatchling himself seemed like he needed a small break and a nap. He looked at her now abused sex, the walls of her slit had yet to be closed and the inside flesh was raw from the beating his ridges brought her, but he felt she was more than happy by now and he allmost jumped as he felt rustling behind him.
His teacher had finished up long before he did, having licked himself clean by now and moved closer to the resting silver, taking a swift wiff of her undertail and nodded, a large grin on his muzzle as he licked his nosetip from the combined juices from both dragons.
"Well...it could have been worse. You pass, little one."
The smile on Zal's muzzle didn't fade even from such a snarky comment, he himself felt a little too tired to argue anyway, and he nodded a little.
"I will try to do it even better next time, teacher..."
He murmured and gave a silent yawn, hearing the older dragon chuckle silently.
"I hope so...breeders sometimes get over fifteen females in one day. I do hope your stamina is large enough"
He teased, ignoring the choking sound below from such a comment as he then motioned for Zal to follow him.
"Let's go little one, I think now that you are more or less a part of our family..let's go meet the others, shall we?"
The Breeder's Temple.
Day 2
Zal awoke with a groan, sleeping on what seemed to be a large pillow, or, to be more exact, the little bugger was hiding underneath it as the small introduction to the other breeders didn't go as planned.
Surely there were many males and females and those in between of various ages and sizes and shapes, many elementals, some rare breeds as well including a certain crystal dragon, who he found out was quite heavy and that having one's tail stepped on by one of those hurts a lot indeed. Not to mention that all the present breeders wished to look at the little one a bit closer and that was not fun in the least.
The little hatchling gave another silent yawn as the morning was approaching, it seemed that he simply could not get enough rest as well. The sleeping chambers were shared with the other breeders and the nights were either filled with the sounds of snooring or silent giggles of some stealthy coupling, which, ofcourse made it even harder to rest.
Zal found his eyes slowly falling shut once more before a loud "Thump" woke him once more and a scaly muzzle peered upside-down at him, the red scaled dragon from before was smirking down at him all too cheerfully.
"Hey you...wake up, no time to sleep, you seem to have impressed the Alpha, and I must say you really had to do something special for him to even mention you to the elders...too bad for you."
Zal yawned once more, showing off the three, long, dripping tongues some and rubbed his eyes and rumbled silently as he tried to reply without sounding too annoyed from the disturbance.
"Please do tell me you are joking...why bad?"
The red scaled dragon only laughed out as he thumped the pillow under which the little dragon was hiding once more with his thick tail and then simply removed it with his paws.
"Oh that is easy...you know, not many here are capable to do more than their own bodies allow them to, so I guess you will get the more interesting assignments won't you?"
Zal sighed once more and nodded, before he began to pad towards the exit from the sleeping chambers, before he looked back, noticing the red did not seem to follow him. He quirked an eyeridge and asked.
"Well now...let's go, I think we should..well, you should grab something to eat before we are showed toward our today's visitors..."
The red only chuckled and motioned with a paw for the little dragon to go on without him, smirking.
"Well, not everyone here has such a free moring, kid. I got my own responsibilities. I will explain later, do not worry, now go grab a snack, then we will meet later..."
With that the red moved off and disappeared through the pile of snooring figures, to which Zal only shrugged a little and moved trough the hallways and soon enough entered the rather empty dome-like part of the lair in which the air was filled with the mouth-watering scents of all kinds of food for various species, meat, fruit, crystals and so on, there was a lot to choose from, but even here Zal could not find what he would enjoy to snack on. A small shimmer caught his eyes however and soon he found himself staring at a light pink dragoness, a mature female it seemed so, she was laying on her belly with a pillow tucked beneath her forepaws as she was writing something into a large book, but what seemed to surprise the little hatchling more was that her thick tail was bent and lodged right into her darker pink sex, spreading the thick lips apart perfectly, moving slowly, almost in a lazy manner while it's owner hummed a silent melody to herself.
She however seemed to notice the little dragon starking, considering he walked into a alrge granite block that was used as a table with a silent smack and soon enough his little growls of annoyance were silenced as the female was laughing silently to herself. Shaking her head some she smiled gently, now he was close enough for her to speak.
"Fresh blood I see...You are not the first nor the last to do that, little one."
She chuckled once more and bowed her head some in greeting, however her tail never did stop it's movements and every once and a while she shivered and paused, it did not seem she was actualy pleasuring herself...
"My name is Opallisant...but you may call me Opal, little one. You must be Zalmaron, am I correct? I was told you were going to join our little family, I am indeed glad that you did. It is rare for us to see someone as small here, and I have heard you are a bundle of fun."
She chuckled and then blinked gently as the little dragon was still staring at her rump and she couldn't help but smirk and shake her head some.
"Little one...it's impolite to stare..."
The hatchling suddenly blinked a little as if snapping out from a rather pleasant daydream and blushed inwardly and bowed his muzzle in apology, making the older dragoness giggle some and suddenly tow claws wrapped around his sides and tugged him closer to her chest for a series of snuggles.
"Well, not here, really, but you are still adorable, little one. You must understand many of us breeders do this in the mornings...some of us need to tend to very large males and...well...not to be sore, we need to Practice, if you may call it that."
She smiled down at the little dragon in her forepaws and let out another silent croon, trailing her soft and quite warm tongue over his tummy and cheeks over and over, before smirking some and gave a swift lick right over his exposed slit, making the poor little Zal give another eep and chuckle, suddenly parting his mouth wide, the dragoness finding herself staring down his throat, the three tongues instantly flicking out and curled themselves around the older dragonesses muzzle, after which one of them began to tickle at her nosetip, making her wiggle it, looking cross eyed at the performance and squirming her whole body. With a thick slurp her tail was free from her body and instantly curled around the little bugger torturing her nose and gave him a soft squeeze, holding him down to the floor and with a swift movement the larger female would promptly sit on him with a juicy squish, pressing her abused vulva to the little dragon's back, her thick tailbase keeping Zal's muzzle pressed to the ground.
"Not so tough now eh, little one?"
The dragoness let out soft giggles as she felt him squirm underneeth her and began to lazily lick her own tailtip free of her juices, closing the book, before letting out a high-pitch squeel of uttermost delight and fell foreward on her forepaws, the little dragon underneeth her having had pressed all three tongues into her tightening and now quivering pucker, making them pulse and squirm and as so sending the older female in a series of spasms and twitches. Even if she didn't seem to be interested in pleasing herself, the recent activities were more than enough to leave her close to her climax and the hatchling now gripping her soft rumpscales from behind, his tongues burred deep as his nosetip was bumping against her thick tailbase was doing a good job to near her even more.
She suddenly moved away from him, growling lustfuly as she rolled onto her side and smirked down at him.
"Well now...I guess you won afterall...and my my, I think you deserve a small reward, hmmm?"
The larger dragoness then let her mouth close and her tongue trash within, allowing Zal to watch her gather more and more saliva, before Opal winked some and moved down, curling into herself, using her forepaws to spread her pucker wide enough for him to see just how wonderfuly tight it was, even for a breeder. Suddenly her lips met the gentle ring and she shivered deeply as the feeling of her warm saliva gushing down her passage was simply too wonderful.
As soon as she was done, she moved back to observe the now grinning Zal, her talons sowly rubbing at the passage she readied for his long-ago emerged length, making sure to cover the rim of her soft puckered star with her slickness even as the young dragon moved closer and positioned himself with his forepaws on her muscled inner thighs, his length pressed against her anal entrance and with a swift movement he hilted himself with a lusty growl, making the dragoness hiss out in pure delight, the thick ridges would force out a lot of that thick liquid, making it soak their neitherscales thoroughly.
Zal hissed out once more and craned his neck some to begin lapping at the large mound before him, taking her hardened nub in his mouth and gave her a sharp suck as his morning sensetive length was massaged so throughly, that he already could feel his thick morning need bubble and boil within. The small suck made the dragonesses head shoot up and quickly bite into the same pillow, which she was holding in her claws to mask that roar of releice, soaking the hatchling's front with her lovely juices, her pucker clamping so hard down on his ridghes that he even had troubles moving some, not that he needed to, his own roar following her's as he pushed back close to her and began to empty his old, thick morning seed into her body, causing her to shiver time and again, every now and again letting out a growl as well at the sheer volume. She could have sworn he emptied more than his body even could hold if it was hollow...he indeed was an interesting new addition and she would need to spread the word.
With a slow slurp she began to retreat back from Zal, trying his best to free himself from her still quivering and hungry tailhole, the little hatchling looked all too sated and the day was only beginning as well.
"Mmmm...I will need to remember to do this more often, little one...it really does feel very warm..."
She rubbed her guts with a paw, watching his shaft slowly slide out ridge by ridge, making her grit her teeth, keeping her pucker tight around him to to let even a drop spill, not that it would, it was so thick there was no chance for it to freely drip out of her now bright red and sore rump.
But the afterglow of such a lovely experiance was short-lived as an annoyed growl came from behind them both, a bright green scaled male watched them, his tail slowly moving back and forth, displeased indeed.
"You know....There are those who actually need that seed, little one. Now go on, today you will have a fun day..."
And by the tone in his voice Zal didn't even try to protest and quickly fled the crime scene, tail flicking as he did, soon enough he came to a sliding halt and tumble as he entered his chamber, where he hit a rock, muzzle-first.
The rock grunted...
Down at him peered two pairs of unamused eyes, purple in color, the dragoness seemed a little surprised at who had joined her, but one taste of his scent told her everything...
"If this is a joke...then It is not funny so far, whelp. I am here to do what needs to be done, are you a Breeder or not...if so, let's begin, if no, then leave me be."
Zal seemed a little dazed, the species of dragon before him were called the Ground dragons, which lived underground...they lacked wings like other species but there were more or less indescribable and had little to no enemies...not many were foolish enough to try to harm a moving mountain. But still he answered to her question with a quick nod and a small smile, even if he did not receive one in return.
"Well then, whelp...let's begin..."
She hissed silently and pinned the smaller dragon down with a sharp clow a little too roughly and blew coldly over his still damp slit, causing him to shiver and tense every time she would do so, slowly his shaft would emerge once more for her to look over, even if for a moment he did notice a slight look of approval in her eyes it was quickly dismissed as she moved ontop of him, her scaled roughly grinding over his exposed and still sensitive shaft, causing the little dragon to squirm and writhe some and soon enough she was towering right above him, a warmth felt over his shaft and suddenly she crashed down on him, still sitting on her haunches, causing him to yelp out in mild pain, the little dragon having been planted right into the pillows beneath, not that she would stop, ofcourse, soon enough she slowly slid back up off him, not even looking down at her little lover, her eyes closed, her mind probably shutting it all out as she came down crashing on him once more, making him hiss in pain this time, even if it all fell of deff ears.
The dragoness soon began a steady rythm of trying to shatter the dragon below her, the meeps and yells of her actions ignored as it seemed all she cared about was to finish it all quick, not even noticing or not wishing to notice that the breeder beneath was not even close to pleasure.
Zal snarled out up at her, one of his eyes squeezed shut as the other one tried to keep open as to try to see up at her while he continued to let out his pittiful sounds underneeth her.
"Get off of me! You are hurting me darnit!"
The dragoness only shrugged silently, not even slowing, adding a small twist to her rocky hips instead in order to give herself some more pleasure.
"Well then I hope you finish soon, little male, if not I will simply need to find ano..."
She was cut off as a thick, black wisp of shadowy substance curled around her neck, comming from one of the shadows decorating the wall behind her and she was tugged backwards into the wall with a crashing sound, as the hatchling sat up once more, coughing and spitting some, his body sore. If Zal had real flesh he would have been dead by now, however the dragoness, now sitting against the wall seemed to sneer down at him with an evil glow to her four eyes.
"You forget who you are, little whelp..you are nothing but a tool for my using, You will give me what I came here for, or, you will be punished by the others...I could care less about your life, all I know is that you need to get me egg heavy..at all costs..."
There was a long silent pause between the two...before Zal moved forward, the little dragon limped some...
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The red scaled male followed the green scaled alpha, they hurried down to the mating chambers....something was wrong, they could just feel it. As soon as they reached the entrance to the small chamber, passing the magical field that held out all sounds and scents they were greeted by the sight of the large dragoness bound to the wall, upside down by shadowy trails, the hatchling Zal was sitting on her exposed rump, his shaft oozing slowly down her tailbase, the thick flow of seed entering her already filled sex which now looked more like a crack, filled with white goo. Her muzzle seemed to be leaking the same fresh white seed, her eyes closed as she seemed to be long since passed out, most of the pillows were torn up in shreds and the walls seemed to have large claw-gashes in them as well...
The red and the green both watched as the young dragon was sitting on the dragonesses upturned rump, grinning some as he saw her pooling sex, ripped open, filled, abused, now leaking it's filling down her bulging rocky belly down to her chest and neck.
Once he was finally done he landed in front of the two now wide-eyed males, the shadow around the dragonesses limbs vanished and with a ricky crack her limp body crashed down onto the pillows, not that they would do any good to soften the landing for someone that size...
Zal smiled slyly as he left the chamber without a word, still limping some, his tail flicking some behind him as he left the now unconscious dragoness to be tended by someone who cared...