A/N: Hey guys, finally some more, sorry this took foreva but it is here... note: i did not work with GI as much in this one... so forgive me with some grammer errors or spelling mistakes... that is my 'shadeanese' haha inside joke... anyways please enjoy this

Chapter 4- Incident of the night:

Blaze guided Spyro and Cynder up the aged stairs in the living room, and into the room in the far end of the hall in the second floor. The scarlet dragon remained quiet until he had reached the end of the corridor, and had entered the guest room. He came in.

"Well here we are," he spoke as he rubbed the back of his head with a wing. He looked around and noticed the room had not been used for a while. It was completely empty and cobwebs hung all over. He slightly felt ashamed he could not offer them better "Please, just get comfortable, I guess." Blaze looked down at the couple which remained attentive at him. They both nodded.

"Thanks for letting us both stay," The black dragoness thanked. The scarlet dragon took a deep yawn as he looked out through the window in the room. The sun had well set, and had given the dark hands of night a chance to reign once more.

"No problem," responded Blaze. He turned his back and headed out into the hallway, stopping at the frame of the door for a moment "You two have a good night."

"We will, thank you Blaze," Spyro spoke out. With that Blaze left, leaving the two dragons alone. Cynder, now being alone with Spyro, walked off to one of the corners in the back wall, and thumped down on her underbelly. She cuddled down in a dainty manner, with a cute smile upon her face. She's so adorable, the purple dragon thought to himself. He smirked "Comfy enough?" Spyro joked around.

"Nope... you're not here," coed the dragoness in a petite way. Spyro chuckled silently under his breath. "Come over here, Spyro," the dragoness welcomed him as she patted the floor aside her.. The purple dragon did not take a moment to even think about the suggestion, and walked over to her. He reached his female companion's side and laid down, attempting to get cozy as well. As he finished getting satisfied with the way he was resting he looked over to dragoness. She stared at him with an expression he had never seen her make. He cocked his head at her.

"What's up?" asked Spyro. Cynder shrugged playfully. Her tail tapping the floor in an excited manner, clinking each time it hit the hard ground.

"I don't know," she responded. "Guess I'm just excited by how things have rolled out today."

"Yeah, break days never fail us do they?" inquired Spyro.

Suddenly, Cynder got up on her feet and pushed Spyro with her entire body, causing the male to fall to his back quite quickly, and without resistance. The purple dragon curled his legs up defensively as Cynder placed her left forepaw over his right wing, and got on top of him. As she set her chest down over his, Spyro felt a warm feeling strike deep inside. His heart pumped powerfully and fast, and his breathing quickly sped up. As Cynder laid on top of him she continued to give that look of sneakiness and seductiveness. She snickered at him malevolently

"Yeah, they don't," The black dragoness murmured passionately. She looked down at Spyro's face. She captured the attention of the thing she loved of him the most, his kind purple eyes. They were so sweet, so trusting that it was no wonder she had fallen in love with them. The purple dragon looked back at her emerald eyes with a charming expression. This look brought her a warm feeling to the dragoness.

"Seems like you have plans," Spyro pointed out in a raised tone. Cynder giggled softly at his remark.

"Not really," she responded in a dainty voice "This is all coming from the top of my head." It was now Spyro who rose up a small chuckle from his throat.

"Really?" He asked. At first the black dragoness in control gave Spyro a small mischievous look, but then lowered her mouth onto his as she closed her eyes in a passive way. Spyro was on a verge of reacting but was stopped by a kiss on his lips. The kiss was small and quick, but succulent and unexperiencfully wet. As she pulled away from it Spyro let out a small pleasurable groan. Cynder then looked down at the purple dragon, who remained breathless from the rush.

"Yup!" The dragoness responded as she let out a small giggle. Spyro remained quiet taking in a few long breaths to unease from the thrill. He gave a small stupefied chuckle as he looked at her eyes with a dreamy expression. Cynder caught this. "What's up, lover boy?" she teased. The male dragon smiled.

"I liked that," he said in a seduced voice. The dragoness let out another small coy giggle and fell onto his chest, as she did in the morning. Her head laid on his chest. That sturdy assuring heart beat on his chest could not be anymore comforting for her. It assured her that she had him. That she had a protector at her side, and a lover. The male felt calmer now. A warm feeling of love rushed through Spyro.

I love her so much, Spyro thought. The male dragon brought his paws up, and placed then on the back of her head. He kept her there with a confident hold. She enjoyed this. His paws over her made her feel more loved and cared for.

"And to think," Cynder suddenly spoke out. "That we would have not even been together if you would have not saved me ." She shivered a little to the thought. Throughout the entire time Cynder had been a slave of the dark master, she had held full conscience of it. It was like a horror movie. They would torture her to the point where vengeance was the only way to relieve herself. Hatred was all she could think about. She would even think she was dieing from the amount of hatred she held in her veins.

But that's over now, she thought as she glanced up to Spyro's face. The purple savior made a warm smile as their eyes met

"Well," started Spyro "Some prophets say that there are no such things as coincidences." Cynder returned a smile "Maybe this was all for a purpose."

"And what would that be?" Cynder asked. Suddenly, Spyro tugged on Cynder to the left. They rolled over, taking Cynder to the floor, and leaving Spyro on top. He grinned mischievously.

"I don't know," Spyro responded slyly "Perhaps that is for us to find out." Cynder placed her paws on the dragons chest to leave him a support.

"Yeah," Cynder agreed as she looked up to his eyes, which glistened with a soft twinkle. The two lovers remained together in silence, gazing at each other. Spyro had become mesmerized by her emerald eyes. They shined with such beauty, energy, youth, and ripeness. He glanced at the rest of her face, it was perfection to his eyes. She was elegant, the form of her face smooth and perfect, cute. He smiled, but immediately after did something even he did not expect. He lowered his face down towards hers, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Instinctively Cynder reacted alike by opening her mouth as he got closer. His lips finally reached down and met with the dragoness'. He kissed her with great strength and passion. His tongue escaped his mouth and entered the female's welcoming aperture. Cynder to let out a low pleasureful moan as their tongues began to dance together in the safe heaven of Cynder's muzzle.

This is heaven, Cynder thought as she brought her paws up and around Spyro's head. She took a good grasp of him, making sure he would not pull back anytime soon, or at least until she wanted it. Both dragon's felt a burning sensation inside. It was like a fire in the pits of the dark realm was touching their frail souls, and engulfing them in their addictive flares. Pure and complete heat. Both of their hearts and breathing began to race.

Will It be tonight? Like this? Spyro wondered as their lips and tongues continued in their unison of romance. C-c-can I become her mate? He wondered. At last, Cynder decided to end the kiss. She let go of the back of his head and ran her paws back down to his chest. The couple slowly pulled away from each other, keeping their soft gazes. Both dragons smiled warmly.

A silence became present once more as they just remained still. They watched each other, heard each other breaths. The steady up and down of their chest soothed both of them. Cynder smiled at him, the taste of his lips still present in her mouth.

"I love you," Cynder said, as she had said it four years ago. Spyro smiled back at her.

"I love you too," Spyro responded quietly. The dragoness began to wrap her tail with Spyro's, intwining them together. She leaned up and pecked Spyro on the lips again. The male smiled once, but then to his surprise, was caught off guard when Cynder moved her muzzle down, and ran her tongue along his jawline. The reaction from before came to happen. First, Spyro's hormones kicked up. He felt a raging pleasure and lust inside of him, begging for the right to mate. Next, Spyro began to pant roughly and shake. It was now Cynder who was caught by surprise when she felt Spyro's tool poke her in between her thighs. The black dragoness yelped slightly as she looked down at his instrument. Her eyes went wide as she took a good look at it.

"Spyro!" Cynder shouted as she kept her glance down at the body part. Spyro, more embarrassed then he has ever been, comically jumped off Cynder in an attempt to not further ashamed himself. He landed on his underbelly aside Cynder, and laid upon 'himself' to cover up as best as he could. Cynder looked up to his face and noticed it had flushed to a tone of red. He was well embarrassed. His eyes were closed lightly, to attempt to avoid further embracing eye contact. The dragoness remained still, blinking several times as the sight passed through her mind.

That... was his... she began to think to herself.

"I'm sorry about that," Spyro suddenly murmured in a mellow voice. He was obviously feeling plenty more then just shock.

It, was just a reaction, Cynder began to think to herself. I really can't blame him. The black dragoness stood up from her place, still imagining the feel of the dragon down and near her sensitive area. Strangely to her mind it came as pleasing. She walked over to the purple dragon whom remained in his spot, blushing softly. The black dragoness made a small dainty giggle before laying on top of his back. She lifted his tail up and wrapped it with her own.

"It's okay," She coed at him warmly. Spyro looked upward and brought his forehead to her jaw. The dragoness noticed how he still flushed a color of red. She giggled a little. "It was only an accident." The dragoness lifted herself up from him, and walked to his side. She thumped down aside Spyro. The purple dragon looked at her again with less of a blush. She whisked a small grin in return. "But," Cynder started again. "You better be careful, who knows what can happen that way." Spyro blushed again. He chuckled several times nervously, before he looked down . Cynder made a small flirtatious laughter as well. "Just be careful, okay? The dragoness whispered out "And wait a little, It will come."

It will come? Spyro asked himself curiously, wondering what terms she meant.

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