Backdraft

Written by RiftyAgon

Rift & Kara © RiftyAgon

Sithris © Sithris

Cynder © Microsoft

Contains: Feral, M/F, Oral, Anal, Double Penetration, Relationship Building

Length: 1,958 Words

This is a direct sequel to "Taking the Plunge"


"Sigh… am I really ready for this?" Rift stared at the doors to a regal, unmarked building. He'd been popping inside almost daily since he'd returned to his Guardian duties after bringing Kara back.

Behind him, a black dragoness placed a paw on his shoulder. The former Terror of the Skies gave him a reassuring smile. "You are, those two really love you." She giggled. "And I've seen the hell you've gone through for them."

"But what if they say no?" He shivered, fear beginning to surround his mind. "This is a pretty big step, Cynder."

"Hey, Rift." She pulled him into a comforting hug. Blood be damned, she was the closest he had to a sibling. "You three are already mates, this is just making it official."

The fire drake took a deep breath, his blue eyes beginning to focus in determination. He knocked on the door. "Okay, let's do it."

"Ah, Mastair Rift! Ai 'ave been éxpecteng you! Just lookéng again, air are we now réady?" ("Ah, Master Rift, I've been expecting you! Just looking again, or are we now ready?") The strong accent of the mole was barely comprehensive, but the Guardian had become adjusted to his speech.

Rift nodded politely. "Good afternoon, Taupe." He motioned to the dragoness beside him. "This is my friend, Master Cynder."

"Ze Cyndair? La Saviur of Warfang Cyndair?" ("The Cynder? The Savior of Warfang Cynder?")The small mammal's eyes bulged. "By ze Ancestairs! I'm 'onured to be een yur présénce." ("By the Ancestors! I'm Honored to be in your presence.")

"Please, don't treat me like anything special!" The dragoness pleaded. "I'm just here to keep HIS nerves in check."

Rift nodded, a blush warming his cheeks. "As for your question, I'm ready."

"Abut timé you seeh-lee sausaje!" ("About time you silly sausage!") The mole held the door open and motioned them inside. "Comé een, come een! Did you went un of mon exeesteng désigns, air zumtheng nu and éxotic?" ("Come in, come in! Did you want one of my existing designs, or something new and exotic?")

"Custom, please." The guardian couldn't hold his chuckle as Cynder stared at all the jewelry. He'd done so plenty of times, but he was on a mission this time. "Three tail bands in platinum. One brushed, two polished."

"Simplé, yet beautiful. Any éngravéngs?" ("Simple, yet beautiful. Any engravings?") Taupe sat at a drafting table, grabbing an ink quill. "Zumthéng special?" ("Something special?")

"Yes, Malrak, yth re ir. It means 'Forever, we are one.'"

The mole smiled. "Such a romontic! Ai shall draw up zé design, and you'll 'ave yur bands een non time!" ("Such a romantic! I shall draw up the design, and you'll have your bands in no time!")

As the creature began his doodles, Cynder approached the Guardian. "Considering you knew exactly what you wanted, I'd say you're definitely ready." She paused. "Speaking of them, I haven't seen Kara today? Did they stay home?"

"Yeah, you could say that…" Rift coughed awkwardly, knowing full well why he had this time.


"Bah! Test Spring Sierra isn't strong enough, I think I have another one in here." Sithris lifted his goggles from his eyes to his forehead, digging around one of the many chests he'd held his contraptions in. It'd been months since he dragged most of his materials from his old home, but he still hadn't found a good time to reorganize.

Lazing casually across the room, Kara smiled gently as her mate dug around aimlessly, the needed part having immediately caught her eye. She chuckled, admiring the sleek and stealthy form of the tinkerer. "Third chest to the right, just in front of the left hinge."

The electric drake's tail flicked in appreciation, grabbing it and quickly swapping the springs. He held up the completed contraption, looking over to the Wind Guardian. "Ta! With a flick, the edge will deploy, and you can use it as a tail spade. There's a bolt lever to retract it too, so you don't poke anyone's eye out. May I?"

Kara rolled her eyes, lifting her tail much more than requested, fully exposing her glistening vent. To her frustration, the drake actively avoided looking at her need, choosing instead to strap the device to the end of her tail. He gave her a nod and stepped back.

Shing!*

"Oooooh, impressive." The dragoness gently swung her tail around, watching the silver blade swoop through the air. When she decided she was pleased, she grabbed the bolt on the side, sliding the dagger back into the strap. "I'll definitely keep this on me in Warfang. Too many drakes trying to take me home."

"Yeah, considering your past, I figured this would be a bit of protection." Sithris flopped next to her, smiling as their eyes locked. "Ancestors, you're gorgeous."

"You don't look too bad yourself, Mister Oblivious." Kara spread her legs, lowering a paw to part her lips. "I've been trying to drop hints for weeks."

The drake grinned mischievously. "Oh, I know."

He stood up, stepping over her, his silver shafts growing. "I've known from the start. I've wanted to breed you this whole time." His face was a mere inch from hers. "But where's the fun in that? Why not tease you, leave you soaked so much that I can give you pleasure that you have yet to experience?"

"Hmph! What's stopping me from just pinning Rift down?" The wind dragoness countered, tongue poking out in a pout. "He wouldn't deny my desires."

Sithris traced his tail along hers, slowly creeping towards the base. "You're right, but…" His paw gently rubbed at the base, making sure to avoid touching the pink star in the middle. "That's exactly why you want me. I'm not Rift, I won't follow your every command. I make YOU work for your needs. If you want me to take you…" His body rotated, those twin shafts now dangling above her drooling maw. "Work for it."

The electric dragon couldn't contain a small gasp as his eyes bulged. He didn't think she'd give in that quickly. He looked down, watching with wide eyes as she was rubbing her snout against one member, while her tongue stroked another.

Tender; that's how he'd describe her affections. While Rift would be more eager to dive in, she was savoring the experience. He wasn't complaining; a gorgeous dragoness was licking his dicks.

Kara breathed heavily, the scent against her nose and the flavor on her tongue were working together to amplify the juices practically gushing from her vent. They weren't quite the size of the Fire Guardian's spire, but the twins added up to a challenge for her. Could she do it?

The drake rumbled approvingly as the attention to his members increased. His paws returned to her tailbase, massaging it and admiring as her pucker twitched with his ministrations. Instincts screamed at him to look to the quivering vent just below his vision, but he had grander plans.

If you want to, give it a try. Kara's eyes shot open, curious how he'd seemed to pick up on her thoughts. She lowered her head, mentally bracing herself. Her front paws gently wrapped his members together, bringing both tips to her maw.

"Ngh! Good girl." Sithris felt a glob of drool trying to escape his maw, letting it fall to the untouched flesh. The contact left her muscles to tense for a second, before the massage relaxed her again. Gently, one of his toe pads brushed the tight star, spreading the drool to leave a shining surface.

Kara unintentionally took several more inches of the shafts in her maw in a gasp when that same toe gently circled and nudged the very middle of her tailhole. It resisted at first, before the tail rub continued on, relaxing her. The toe slipped in, and she couldn't control a small squirt fire from her sopping vent.

She blushed profusely, not expecting the lankiest dragon of the lake to express control over her. More of her vision was blocked by the slit of her mate slowly getting closer and closer to her maw. Her hind was wiggling slightly, unable to process such a divine pleasure from her virgin tailhole. The toe gently stroked along her anal walls, relaxing them for a second to ease inside.

The black dragon shivered, unsure if more from the dragoness deep-throating both his shafts, or her actually getting worked up from anal. By the third toe, he began to test how much he could get her to stretch. If he was to sate his desires, he'd need to avoid harming his mate.

The Wind Guardian's throat was tight around the two organs. Her mastery of her element would ensure she'd breathe just as usual, but she could feel every ridge and vein on those delicious spires. Hell, she could feel the skin between her scales become exposed from the girth pushing her limits.

"Alright, anymore and I won't be able to enjoy the main event." He slipped the paw from her tailhole, and popped the shafts free from her throat. She gasped and coughed a few times. She stared at her mate, brown eyes meeting black.

"You better make both fit." She watched him turn back around to face him, spires painting at her tailhole, and his maw just above hers. "Please, take me."

With the mashing of lips, twin peaks slowly pushed into the now deflowered tailhole. White hind legs squeezed around him, her whimpering softly at the mix of pleasure and pain. Sithris was gentle, stopping at any noise to ensure she was comfortable. With time, and some assistance of his tail caressing her vent, he'd managed to fit all but the knots.

"Ho-holy shit…" She stared at the prominent outline of his shafts poking out from her abdomen. To think she could fit it inside, it was intoxicating. "I fucking love this."

"Heh, so the Wind Guardian Is a size queen? I can get with that." The electric dragon growled, gently rocking his hips, fighting the temptation to blow right now. He licked her ear, earning a buck of her hips. "You're mine, aren't you?"

Kara nodded quickly, body shaking at the overwhelming feeling in her rear. "The three of us, we belong to each other. Now please hurry, I'm at my limit!"

No words spoken, the male picked up his pace, slowly accelerating to quick heavy thrusts. The dragoness squealed countless submissions, begging him to make a mess of her. He intended to do just that.

With a set of deep thrusts, both spires locked in, knots sealing tight inside. Sithris snarled, biting her ear in domination as weeks of built-up seed fired into the rear of his mate. He could feel her tunnel squeeze every bit of sperm from his twins, and their chests were soaked from her explosive orgasm.

They panted for several minutes, Sithris laying on her once his body had finished and ran out of energy. They smiled at each other, rubbing their snouts together before exchanging a tired kiss.


"Oh wow, I hadn't explored this part of the area before." Sithris' eyes were wide, able to see the entire mountain range, the lake in the middle. The sun was setting in front of them, a perfect spot to bask.

Kara wasn't sure how to feel about this spot. Last time she stood here, her happily ever after was ruined by a vengeful drake, but her mates had dealt with him. "We only come here for a reason, Rift, what's up?"

The Fire Guardian gulped nervously, two sets of eyes staring at him. He opened up the satchel on his side, retrieving the three tail rings. He took a deep breath.

"Alright, time to do this…"


To be continued...