Dragon Child by Kirkmenistan
Chapter 11 - Year of Distractions by Kirkmenistan
Author's Notes:
Little fluf and smut.
smut clearly marked with bold text.
enjoy
Redclaw slowly awoke from her slumber. Next to her, Jet slept, be it fitfully. His head still pointing towards the entrance, she looked up to see it blocked by snow. He must have stayed awake until it was safe. The stupid, caring, lovable mate he was.
To her other side also came warmth, a new sensation. She slowly raised her head to see four other dragons, all curled tightly against each other, all covered by Jet's massive wing. She saw them in their deepest slumber, mewling at jet's scent. His overpowering, delicious, tempting scent. One even mindlessly licking jet's wing. Redclaw perused these females, and their apparent devotion to Jet. None of them could come close to her loyalty. She had been there, after all, at the beginning. She was the one that Jet took his frustrations out upon when it grew too much.
And then Redclaw became worried. After every winter he had grown. He had grown stronger and larger. What if his organ became stronger, harder, longer lasting? She couldn't cope. Before this winter she was at the edge of what a female dragon could and could not do. And mating with a big male like Jet four times a day, every day, was too much... It was time to see see if the girls wanted to share.
SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT
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Jet awoke slowly to the marvellous feeling of warmth. His eyes slowly opened, taking in the winter cave. It was still filled with snoozing females, the smaller in bundles. They were all safe and warm. He felt Redclaw moving next to him. He was glad that she was up. Due to his incredibly persistent actions prior to winter his magic had seen fit to alter his organ. And damn did it alter it. Jet felt that it had not grown much, rather his magic had shaped it differently. To him it was shaped odly, but it would remain to be seen if the changes served a purpose for him, or assisted in robbing his mate of the ability to feel her legs (he always enjoyed when she collapsed, it pleased him in a way he couldn't quite put to words). He also felt it had altered his seed sack. He didn't know how to describe it, but he knew they were… dense, potent maybe.
And were they eager. It didn't matter that it wasn't mating season, or that she may not be willing. He needed to claim Redclaw once more. As he hunkered down over her and positioned himself, with Redclaw mewling with delight, he knew that this would be different than before.
With a singe thrust, he was deep within her. His organ pulsing with his heart beat. Throbbing with joy as it felt at home. Her flesh caressing his, firmly gripping then releasing as the thrust deeper and deeper. Until eventually his advances were halted by a barrier of some kind. He ground himself against it as he felt himself getting slowly closer to the edge.
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Beneath him Redclaw was slumped on the ground, her hind legs remaining locked only by instinct. Her mewling becoming downright purring as she was filled so deliciously. She didn't know what she was afraid of before with Jet, with what would change this year. This was brilliant. This was fantastic. This was… was……
Redclaw entered a state of severe mindlock as Jet's grindings started to ease the barrier he was repeatedly slamming into open. As his pulsing advances commenced to drive past the flesh ring, the pleasure that Redclaw felt from these advances withdrew her from the world of the waking. Turning her into a purring lump of bone and dragon hide. She needed help.
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The release was bearing down on Jet, closer and closer. His organ had penetrated Redclaw to the hilt now. His full length rubbing deliciously along her walls. He was so close now. So close to that glorious ending, roaring white pleasure that made him feel complete. Any second… his pulsing turned into near violent thrusting that awoke the dragonesses next to him. One final, deep thrust… he was overtaken by the rushing sensation as he roared out his pleasure. He felt her tunnel rippling around him in response to his seed rushing through her. He started to slowly withdraw from the conscious world still imbedded within her. This was life, this was beautiful.
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The Japanese Night Wing who was known as Silence to her companions due to her unerring ability to fly without making so much as a whisper of noise awoke to the marvellous sight of her deep sleep fantasies next to her, thrusting deeply into an unconscious female. At first she was affronted that he would resort to such measures. He was not the same as he was during the mating season. Something had changed. She watched as Jet roared with his pleasure. She wanted to be Redclaw. She wanted the great beast to claim her as his own. but would Redclaw share him?
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Redclaw slowly stirred from the realm of mating coma's. She felt satisfyingly full, with Jet still within her. She was also extremely sore; Jet must have released himself a dozen times inside her from the amount of seed she felt packed inside her. Her eyes focused on Silence lying next to her. Silence was a long sinuous dragon, with large wings. Evolved to be almost invisible against the night sky as she picked off unsuspecting prey. She observed her body posture; wanting, but also reserved. As if she was afraid of something. Her, perhaps? It didn't matter, she couldn't deal with this.
q73; Silence D
The dragon looked up at her. She understood that she wanted her attention.
q73; Do you want to mate with Jet? D
Silence understood that she wanted to know about her interest in her mate. She expressed her desires with a deep purr.
q73; If you promise to share, I will too D
Silence looked up hopefully. She would share?
q73; Only if you promise not to steal him D
Silence bowed her head and looked up at Redclaw. She somehow expressed her submissiveness to the female with her gaze alone. Redclaw was the alpha female in this relationship. They both knew it, and she chose whom she would share with. Silence was one of the lucky ones. She didn't need to prove herself to Redclaw.
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Jet slowly stirred from his mild coma. His eyes opened and he noticed three things that worried him.
First – There was a male scent in the air that didn't belong to him
Second - The passage into the cave was open and relatively free of snow,
Third – The scent wasn't Dragon, or even human.
It was something else. It smelt like… War. Smoke. Metal. Blood… GOBLINS!
Jet stood quickly, startling the two conversing female dragons below him, his eyes wheeling rapidly, searching for the culprits for the scent. Little did he know that several disillusioned goblins were attached to the cave roof, in the process of removing dragon eggs from nests. One of his eye's locked onto a slight shimmer. He channelled his fire into his eyes, trying to sharpen his view upon the object in question.
The effect was instantaneous. Gone was light and dark, gone was the usual world of colour. His world was built of fire now. He could see his mate, her body pulsing with fire. He could feel himself, the vast stores filling the room like a sun. but most of all, seven distinct shapes on the roof of the cave. He looked at them harder. And there they were, seven goblins looking rather scared at the dragon that was now staring at each of them in turn, as if he was looking into their very souls.
Then Jet struck. When a river of fire destroyed the first two, a quick slash of his tail killed the one directly above him, the last four knew they were in deep shit. This dragon could somehow see them. Jet continued to hunt down the four small lights. Striking with tooth and claw. There were females in the line of fire. He quickly jumped over the running four, slamming himself down in front of the entrance.
For the first time in a clear century, a goblin felt true fear. This was supposed to be a simple egg collection. It had been done for many years, but this time, it all went to hell.
It was at this point that Jet, having awoken the females with his actions, told them to clear out of the way. They quickly joined his side of the cave.
He could see the goblins manipulating their fire, waving mildly glowing sharp pointed objects. Daggers, the Elder called them, forming shapes in the air. Similar to the runes that he had seen in his sessions with the scholars. He attacked before they could finish. As one, the group of dragons spewed flame.
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The remaining twelve goblins outside waited with anticipation as they heard the sounds of a struggle inside the cave. When they stopped, they started to become worried for their brothers; hoping that they would be safe. However, this was not to be.
The message was clear to the remaining goblins outside awaiting their brave comrades as their charred comrades were launched out of the cave by a black dragon with four eyes, somehow glaring at those who remained disillusioned and outside.
Don't fuck with the dragon known as Jet.
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When Jet entered the cave again, he was swarmed by the Dragoness' who's eggs were being stolen. All bowing their heads, mewling, licking his scales until they shined. He ignored the swarm of desperate females, returning to Redclaw, who was looking rather smug for some reason.
Perhaps because she was the one who got the hero?
The Japanese Night Wing was lying next to Redclaw, leaving enough space between them for another. Redclaw invited him to lie between them. When he did, they both draped their necks over his forelimbs and their tails entwined with his.
Jet was a little shocked by this behaviour. He remembered the 'alpha' and his many females, did Redclaw want this to happen?
q73; Redclaw? D
q73; Yes Jet? D
q73; Is this your doing? D
q73; Yes. D
q73; Why? D
q73; Because you deserve it, and the simple fact is that I could barely handle you by myself before your growth spurt, let alone now. And wipe that smug look off your face, it isn't becoming of you. D
Jet couldn't help the dragon equivalent of a shit eating grin that spread across his face. Two mates?
Life was good.
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