-9

One week passed. Spyro, Ember, Cynder, and the gaurdians all surrounded the pool of visions. "Well?" Ember asked.

"It''s confirmed," said Volteer. "We checked again and again, and we keep coming back to the same conclusion. You are indeed the spawn by three generations to the purple dragon before our dear friend Spyro. Not that you and Spyro are related, but-"

"What our friend is trying to say," Cyril interrupted, "is that the Pool of Visions states that Malefor is indeed your maternal great grandfather."

Cynder consoled Ember. "I'm truly sorry, Ember. I know this must feel horrible."

Ember cheerfully giggled. "No need to sorry, Cynder! I'm perfectly fine!"

"Really?" Terrador asked. "You don't feel upset that you are the spawn of the most evil and sinister being ever to roam the planet?"

Ember just brushed it off. "Of course not! Just because he's my ancestor, that doesn't mean I'm some kind of tainted monster. That's why he's him, and I'm me."

"Wow! That's a really positive attitude you got there!" said Cynder.

"An attitude I don't quite understand," said Terrador. "You mean to tell me that your great grandfather caused a large scar on the world, almost destroying it completely, and you don't feel guilty?"

"Why should I? I didn't do anything wrong."

"And what of your father?"

"Terrador, that's enough!" said Cyril.

"Your father thinks you're scum. No, he thinks you're worse than scum."

"Terrador, cease your mouth!" said Volteer.

"Why should I care what my dad thinks? He was wrong," said the optomistic Ember.

"Oh? You don't hate him? At all? Even after he murdered your mother with an old hammer and left your egg to rot in a swamp of crocodiles?"

Spyro snapped. "Terrador, shut up!"

"Leave her alone!" said Cynder.

"I believe my father must have one screwed up life if he's so paranoid he can't trust family," said Ember. "He's suffering more than I am."

"Ember, let's go," said Spyro. He and Ember both left the room.

Cynder shot dagger eyes at Terrador. "You're an asshole, Terrador!" She ran out of the room muttering under her breath. She retreated to her bed room and closed the door behind her. "What is wrong with him?" She sat on her bed daydreaming for a while. "What to do? Ever since Malefor died I've been so bored!" She tried doing many things to pass the time. Reading, eating, masturbating, taking a bath, napping. She rested on her bed in sheer boredom. "I've got nothing else to do... What about Spyro? Maybe I could ask him out?" She realized she had never been on a single date with Spyro. "Yeah... Maybe we'll finally be able to say how we feel!" She ran out her door and walked to Spyro's room.

Spyro and Ember retreated to Spyro's room. "I'm sorry, Ember. I don't know what's wrong with Terrador lately. He's been acting screwy ever since-"

Ember cut him off with a kiss. "I don't care, Spyro. Sure, he's an ass, but I won't let it bug me." He kissed her back and they both opened their mouths, allowing each other's tongues in their mouths. Spyro had his paws on Ember's hips while she had her paws on his face. "Spyro, I'm so confused right now."

"Confused? What about?"

"About this... feeling..." Ember looked him in the eyes. "I do love you, Spyro. And I... well..."

"Go ahead, Ember. Tell me."

"It's just... part of me wants you."

"But you already have me," said Spyro.

"I meant part of me wants you. You know... sexually?"

"Ohhhhh!" Spyro said. He couldn't help but blush.

"But the thing is, I'm still not ready. I'm not ready to be a mom, but I can't wait to mate with you. I must sound so stupid."

"Not at all." He gently kissed Ember's neck. "Countless people feel like that, Ember."

"And what do they do?" Ember asked.

"Well... Some people wait, some submit... and others..." Spyro couldn' belive he was talking about this. He failed to mind the growing sensation in his hips. "Others compromise."

"Compromise? How do you do that?" Ember noticed something throbbing in the corner of her eyes. She looked down to see a mighty surprise. "Spyro!"

Spyro didn't look down. He knew what she saw, and he wasn't ashamed. "Let me help you, Ember." Ember didn't know what he meant. She noticed that Spyro's voice was softer, almost seductive. Spyro got down and so did Ember as a result. The purple dragon got behind her and began sniffing Ember's crotch.

"What are you doing, Spyro?" Spyro had his eyes on Ember's slit. He licked his lips like a hungry beast.

"May I?"

"May you what?" Ember immediately got her answer when she felt Spyro's tongue on her sensitive area. She let out a quick yip in surprise. She stayed perfectly still while she let Spyro taste her. "That-that-that feels amazing! Please give me more, Spyro!" Ember roared while Spyro ate her out furiously. "That's so good! More!" She looked back to see that Spyro had buried his whole face in her pussy, getting juices all over him. She felt pressure building up in her belly. She had never had an orgasm before. "I... I feel so hot. Something's happening to me, Spyro!"

That was Spyro's que. He pulled his face away and stopped pleasuring her. "How is it so far?"

Ember looked back at him and growled. "Why did you stop? Please keep going, I'm so close!"

He smirked. He wanted to play with her. "And let the fun end? I don't think so." He gave her a kiss, making her taste and smell herself. Ember's lust grew and she licked all of her cum off of Spyro's face.

"Please, Spyro! Don't be so cruel!" They stared each other in the eyes. Spyro could tell she was desperately begging. She didn't just want it, she needed it. "Please?"

Spyro rolled onto his back and got underneath Ember. He grabbed her hips and brought her down so her clit was sitting on his face. He thrusted his tongue inside her again, licking her clitorus. Hearing the cries of pleasure come from Ember made him work faster. He licked all her sweet areas, getting more and more cum on himself.

Ember knew she had to repay Spyro. She eyed his staff and began licking the tip, this made Spyro lick even faster. Her primal urges took over and she started licking the full length of Spyro's shaft, enjoying the taste, the salty flavor, even the sweat.

They both had their eyes closed and neither noticed that they had left the door open. Cynder came to the door and was about to say something when she what was happening. "No... No..." was all she could say. Tears poured down her cheeks like rain. The heartbroken black dragon ran out of the room, down the hall, as far as she could go. She didn't know where she was going, anywhere but here.

Ember felt the pressure return. "Oooooohhhh! Oh, yes! That's it!" Her mind went blank. All the pressure forced itself out in the form of hot dripping cum. "YEEEESSSSS!" Ember had just experienced her first orgasm out of many. She definitely owed Spyro. She licked her lips and put her mouth around Spyro's tool. She dropped it lower, going as deep as she could. Ember's sudden movement caught Spyro off gaurd. He bucked hard in Ember's mouth and heard her gag.

What happened next is too messy for me to go into detail, but they both wound up being super emberassed, Spyro needed a bath and Ember needed mouth wash.

-9

Did any of you notice that someone seems to know a little too much? Carefully read this chapter again.