At Cloud Spires, Spyro and a naked Elora were notified about winged Rhynocs and Rhynocs with lightning bolts as weapons, they shut down the cloud generator. Spyro managed to burn and ram into them while Elora would put them in a daze just by being nude in front of them, then kicking their faces. Although, when it came to whirlwinds and gliding to other sections only Spyro could reach, Elora was required to ride Spyro.
They scared them away, bringing back the rain and rainbows and even saving the dragon eggs. Feeling they did a job well done, they settled in a nice large building with a balcony, Spyro stood upright and massaged her left breast, Elora said, "Go on, I have lovely breasts. The only thing that surprises me is that you are only touching the tip of one. My preference would be to cup them both and taste them."
"You mean like this?"
Now Spyro cupped both her breasts, digits gently rubbing across her nipples as Elora just stood there, looking down at his claws as she moaned, "Oh, Spyro..."
The purple dragon leaned forward to get that taste, his claws were under her breasts, steadying them while he first kissed and then tasted them. Spyro sucked lightly on her nipples, rasping his teeth across them and rolling them around with his tongue. Finally, Spyro lifted his head and looked at her, asking, "How am I doing?"
Elora looked down at her breasts where her nipples were prominent. They were also both wet, then her eyes swiveled back to his face. She spluttered a bit but didn't seem to know what to say, finally settling for a heartfelt, "You're doing good, keep going."
"Thanks, you have lovely breasts. In fact, you're pretty gorgeous all over."
Spyro's hands dropped away from her breasts, traveling down her naked body, coming together to glide over her mons. At least, that's what she wanted them to do, but she had other ideas, "Come on, let's sit down for a moment."
Elora lied on her back, putting her hands under her head as Spyro, saying, "Well, caress and kiss my breasts. I'm still naked, having made no attempt to cover myself."
"I really want to taste you again."
"What are you waiting for?"
With that, Spyro had his mouth on her breast, muzzling it and kissing it. A hand on her tummy helped as well as it went drifting down. Spyro's genitals were a bit more flamboyantly displayed as that point as he said, suggesting, "How about I let you touch me while I touch you?"
Spyro moved her hand over to his erection. Elora giggled and blushed as she looked at where her hand was pressed against his cock. He squeezed her hand slightly, encouraging it to close and while she was distracted, his hand sought out her mons, gliding over it and pressing against her lips.
The dragon rubbed up and down the faun's mound, rubbing back and forth across it, dragging her lips apart and then letting them close again. It wasn't long and her lips were pursing and parting of their own accord, her inner lips swelling and making their presence known. Seeing that her inner lips were now on show, it would have been rude of him to ignore them. He slipped a couple of fingers between them, dipping into her, hearing her give a shocked squeak as her hold on his cock tightened quite dramatically for a moment or two.
She was twisting about under his touch, wanting more but not knowing how to get it. Elora almost lost it when Spyro nipped down on a nipple while at the same time brushing the area around her clitoris. The faun sort of gave a little spasm and for a moment, Spyro thought she might actually climax, asking, "Do you want something more?"
Elora gave him a small nod, wanting something. Spyro extracted his poor, battered cock from her grasp, hoping he was still up to the task ahead. Her legs were already nicely parted and Spyro eased in between them, his cock hovering there, resting lightly against her pussy. He eased her lips apart and slipped the head of my cock between them, just resting there, pressing lightly. She was looking down at him and assured him, "It's OK. Slow and easy does it. You'll pick it up in no time. Just press gently up against me."
He pressed slightly harder, his cock starting its journey. Spyro could feel her pressing against him, taking him. There was a slight hitch to the smooth entry and Elora gave a wounded gasp, but his cock was still advancing and she still wanted more. The dragon slid smoothly into position, his cock sinking in deep and she was pushing hard against him, wanting to keep it where it was. He let her stay like that for a while, pressing against me, and then started to move.
Spyro pulled back just a little before returning, but this time coming in faster than the initial entry. She gasped, then gasped again when he repeated the effort, but the second time found her pushing up to meet him when he returned, so did the third and now she was giving tongue, making funny little sounds as she wanted to take him deeper. She was hot and wet, tight and eager, it was a real battle for Spyro to restrain himself. He managed somehow, taking her along slowly, letting her arousal and excitement build by increments, not trying to force the pace. Slowly but surely, the tempo increased and she was with him every step of the way.
Her legs were wrapped around him and her hands were clutching at his neck, trying to hold him to her while Spyro bucked on top of her, driving in hard now and feeling her responding, pushing up eagerly, wanting him. She was trying to tell him something as they came together, but her voice was incoherent. All that was coming through was the pleading and wanting in her tone. He did my best to answer that unspoken plea, assuage that unspoken want, he drove in hard and fast, hands on her breasts, mouth covering her face and throat with little kisses as they moved, lifting her higher with every thrust.
She took him by surprise when they suddenly climaxed. Spyro thought he had more time, but she was gasping and shaking, her body clinging to his cock, squeezing him and demanding that he finish. Actually, he was quite happy to do so. He just let it rip, squirting into her, letting her have everything he had.
Afterwards, they lied back, relaxed and sated. She seemed rather stunned by the whole performance, she finally sat up and looked at him, Spyro asked, "Are you sure you don't want a new dress?"
"I'll be fine without one. Besides, you're always naked, you're a dragon."