Just to clarify, this is an entirely different story than my others, Aduro is still the Same Loveable pervert you know, but he isn't Cynder's dad, he's just a cook in this one, so yeah….and he's an easily irritated cook, especially when someone steals his whip cream
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As the two dragons are walking down the hall towards Spyro's room, Cynder turns to the purple dragon.
"So….what kind of dream were you having?" the purple dragon freezes in his tracks, and begins to stutter "I…Uh…" a twisted smile crosses the black dragoness's face. "Give me a massage later, and then show me…" in her voice, a very low growl, the purple dragon perks up slightly at this
"R-really?" she nods, and licks the side of his cheek, "and I will even let you near…" before she even finishes Spyro begins to blush at the thought, knowing what she is talking about.
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After the breakfast rush is finished, Aduro quietly walks back into the kitchen, the can of whip cream remains on the counter, and across from it, and a plate of food.
"Finally, my breakfast" he looks at the plate of fruit, his mouth watering over it, a cluster of blue berries, strawberries, and raspberries, and in the center, a strange light blue colored fruit, the fruit is known as Dragon berry and is a delicacy for dragons.
The cook wears a white apron that says "kiss the cook" on it, being the flirt that he is, although every dragoness he's tried to woo has slapped him. Aduro slowly reaches for one of the strawberries, but his ear twitches at that moment, and instead he quickly grabs a nearby knife and throws it across the room, aimed for the pink dragoness reaching for his whip cream.
"DON'T TOUCH MY WHIP CREAM" he shouts as the knife whizzes past her head, before he stands back on his feet, and walks over to the dragoness, whom is frozen in fear.
"And you are?" he asks peacefully, the dragoness gulps and quietly whispers her name "Ember"
"Okay, Ember, why are you in the kitchen, and why are you reaching for my whip cream?!" she quickly responds with "It's for Spyro and I," when the cook hears these words, a tic mark appears on his head, knowing immediately what she was going to do with the whip cream.
"NO! OUT OF MY KITCHEN! NOW!" he quickly points towards the door, his eye twitching like mad. The cook crosses the room and removes the knife stuck in the stone wall, and returns to his plate of fruit, quietly eating it.
Seconds later, his ear twitches again, and the knife in his hand aims right past the red dragon reaching for his whip cream.
"DON'T TOUCH MY WHIP CREAM!" he once again stands up, and walks over to the frozen dragon and asks "and who are you?" the red dragon stutters, as nervous as the last dragon, he quickly says "Flame"
"Okay, Flame, are you in the kitchen, and why are you reaching for my whip cream?!" he snickers, with a large grin on his face "I'm going to try to woo Ember with it" this time however, the cook sweat drops, "Well, at least one of you is intelligent…"
"What do you mean by that?"
"That pink dragoness was just here, she is still after Spyro…but don't worry, you are bound to get her if you do everything right" the red dragon smiles "So does that mean you're going to give me…" the cook doesn't let him finish.
"NO! OUT OF MY KITCHEN! NOW!" he points towards the door, his eye left eye begins twitching; this sends the red dragon scurrying away. Once he left, Aduro lets out a sigh, "I hate dragon mating season…" before returning to his plate of fruit, for the second time.
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"Cyn, can't it wait till tonight" he says, trying to hold back the moans, as the two dragons lay in the garden, Cynder on top of the purple dragon kissing him down the neck, occasionally trailing her tongue across his scales.
"Spyro…come on…please" she begs, looking into his purple orbs with innocent eyes
"Later, okay…when we can have a little more privacy" he answers, as his tail begins to slide along the sensitive scales near her vital area. The initial contact causes her to let off a loud yip, then a sensual moan.
"Oooohhh, Spyro…" she says, licking up his neck, and then kissing him on the lips. At this moment a strange thought comes to Spyro's mind, this causes him to jump slightly, Cynder reacts to his movements.
"Don't struggle, love" she whispers to him
"I have an Idea…I'll show you it later" she perks up when she hears this, and releases her grip on the struggling purple dragon, whom races off towards the temple, leaving Cynder to look at the clouds as they drift by. The white color of the clouds brings an idea to her mind 'whip cream…that's not a half bad idea, but where can I get some…' immediately she remembers 'ahh, yes, the cook, he has a can of whip cream in the kitchen, and all I have to do, is use the shadows to get it…'
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The purple dragon quietly slips into the kitchen, once in front of the can of whip cream he slowly begins to reach for it. The next thing he knows, a knife goes flying by the front of his face and a voice echoes out.
"DON"T TOUCH MY WHIP CREAM, SPYRO!" the purple dragon freezes when he sees the knife missing him by mere inches.
"How'd you…"
"I sensed you, now why are you here, Spyro"
"Uh…"
"Let me guess, it involves Cynder, Am I right?" the purple dragon nods "Well, you don't need whip cream to win her over, when she already says she loves you…all you need to do now is, well…"
"I know, but I want to make it special…"
"It's your first time….for both of you, right?" the purple dragon once again nods "you don't need to do anything special for her on your first time, which alone is special"
"So, what do you suggest I do?"
"Just let her have some control, be gentle, and be sure to please her" the purple dragon nods as the cook smiles "Now, can you please leave my kitchen" complies with the cook's words, and exits the kitchen.
"Good luck, Spyro, you're going to need it"*
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Once Spyro returns to the garden, where Cynder is waiting for him, lying peacefully in the grass.
"Spyro…" her voice trails off as she approaches the purple dragon, and licks him on his cheek. "I'll have a surprise for you, tonight…I'll be in your room tonight with it" she quickly pins him to the ground and moves in for a kiss. The purple dragon traces around the curves of her body, while she lets her wings relax over the two of them, during the kiss the black dragoness's tongue traces Spyro's lip, begging for entrance, he complies and her tongue slides in his mouth, leaving a small taste of shadow in his mouth, along the length of his tongue, causing him to moan, as her tongue slides out of his mouth.
"Cyn…" she smiles at the nickname again "I will always be your little 'Sin'" she says jokingly with a large grin on her face. The black dragoness slowly removes herself from the purple dragon and walks off.
"I'll be in your room later, love, with your surprise…"
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Hope you enjoyed it, and as a response to Given-Inside's joke about Cynder's name, I put it in to honor him a little….Thank you Given, and I dare you to guess what the surprise is.