(Before Moon Rising)
"Hey Sunny! Do you have a minute?"
The funny-looking SandWing turned around to face a familiar purple-black NightWing, looking a little nervous. "Hey Fatespeaker," She replied, "What's wrong?"
Fatespeaker looked around the empty hallway, and motioned for her to follow her into a currently unused dorm. The Jade Academy was still a few weeks away from the grand opening, so most of the school was still either empty or under construction. They entered an empty dorm, and Fatespeaker closed the door behind them.
"This might be a kinda silly question," The quirky NightWing began, "But what do you think about Starflight? Like, you still think he's cute, right?"
Sunny blinked, confused by the question. "Well, yeah," She answered, "Of course I think he's cute. You're both cute. You're lucky to have each other. I'm happy for-"
"No no no," Fatespeaker interrupted, "I mean, do you find him... attractive?"
Sunny made a sound that could best be described as an indignant squeak. "Wh-what?" She stammered, "He isn't- I mean I don't- He's like my bro- w-why are you asking me this?!"
Fatespeaker blushed and looked away nervously. "I, um, had a vision." She explained, "The other day, I was with Starflight in the library, helping him organize the latest arrival of scrolls. In my vision, I was laying down in bed. I was being hugged by two other dragons, and we were all tired from... well, you know, fun stuff. On my right was Starflight, but on my left... was you."
Sunny blinked in surprise, as Fatespeaker continued, "I didn't say anything to Starflight, but I've been thinking about it ever since. I believe that it's a vision of our hatchingday. I mean, what better time for us than when we finally become adults? And it's like those scrolls say, what better present can you give someone than a threesome, right?"
Sunny could think of a couple things that'd be better than a threesome, but Fatespeaker had given her something to think on. She'd never really thought of boys in a romantic way: Clay and Starflight were like brothers, and older dragons like Smolder and Janbou were nice, but not what she'd call attractive. When it came to girls, though, that was a different story. Even after Tsunami found Riptide and Glory found Deathbringer, the little Sandwing would still idly daydream of her friends coming in, sweeping her off her feet to confess their love and admiration, and giving her sweet, delectable kisses. Fatespeaker was attractive in her own way, though that was more the two of them having similar personalities and just "clicking" whenever they were around each other. Sunny would never have thought of asking her to do anything, but if Fate' was just offering something like this on her...
"Fate," She asked, "Do you find me attractive?"
"Of course, Sunny," Fate replied, "You're like the sweetest, nicest, most brave dragon I know besides Starflight. You're everything I wish I could be."
"But, I look so weird," Sunny protested, "I hardly look like a Sandwing at all!"
"I know Starflight thinks you look beautiful, and I think so too. And letting us prove it to you is all we're asking." Fatespeaker took hold of Sunny's hands, staring deeply into her eyes. "Please. Will you help me make this one prophecy come true?" Sunny looked into her eyes, taking in the sincerity and eagerness behind them, and found that despite her own reservations, she couldn't bring herself to say no.
"You know what?" She said finally, "That sounds like fun. Let's do it."
"Really?!" Fatespeaker squealed, "You really mean it?!"
"I do," Sunny assured her, "There's just something I want you to promise me."
"Oh sure, anything!"
"Don't do this just for him. Don't even do this for me. If this is what you really want, this is something you have to want for yourself just as much. It wouldn't be as fun if we weren't all enjoying it, right?"
Fatespeaker's expression weakened slightly, as she took in the seriousness of Sunny's tone. "I know," She said, "I understand. If you're still interested, meet me in Starflight's room an hour before sundown on your hatchingday. I'll fill you in on the rest then."
"Ok, I'll be there."
Fatespeaker went to open the door, stopped, then turned around and hugged Sunny. The Sandwing Princess returned the embrace, taking comfort in the coolness of Nightwing scales. "Thank you for being so cool about this."
"Thank you for being so open with me." Sunny replied. "I can't wait to see what you have in store."
Fatespeaker arched an eyebrow in a mischievous, flirtatious smirk, before she leaned in and gave her a kiss. It wasn't a mere peck, yet it wasn't a full-on tongue-wrestling invitation to couple right then and there. It was soft, romantic, an affirmation of affection and a promise of more to come. Sunny held the kiss, enjoying this sweet little moment, internally squeeing at having her first real kiss with another girl. After what felt like an eternity, they separated, catching their breath and riding that post-kiss high.
"I, um... Illseeyoulatersunny BYE!" Fatespeaker slipped out of her grasp and made her escape, leaving Sunny stunned in the wake of her first kiss...
It was a few days later, and the sun was going down as Sunny entered Fatespeaker's room. The hatchingday party for the three dragonets at Jade Mountain was a modest but fun affair, with Clay and Starflight and herself feasting and dancing the day away with some early students and friends they encountered during their travels. Every now and then, she'd lock eyes on Fatespeaker, who remained close to Starflight as his guide, introducing new dragons to him and helping him find food. She would smile as she always did, but her eyes held a certain eager playfulness, no doubt ready and waiting for what was to come.
After about two hours of partying, Fate' gave Sunny the signal for her to get ready. Excusing herself, she left the table and made her way to the room. She snuck through the halls, stopping once she spotted Clay and Peril making out in a well-hidden corner. Steam was literally coming off of them, as their wings and claws and tongues explored one another in the shadows of the halls. Sunny watched them for a moment, thinking about what it would be like to taste another dragon, and she was surprised that she couldn't decide who she was more eager for: Fatespeaker, or Starflight. An unfamiliar heat began to build in her most sensitive parts, and she quickly rushed onward to her friend's room.
Fatespeaker's bedroom was small and cozy, dimly-lit with a few scattered candles. There was a desk covered in scrolls, most of them with the Nightwing's many visions and prophecies written down either in poetic rhyme or stream of consciousness. On one side was a pile of library books and scrolls that Fate would read to Starflight when he came over, and on the other was a box filled with unused inkwells. The rest of the room was empty, save for the bed which had a collection of purple pillows and black blankets. Sunny decided to make herself comfortable while she waited, picking up a scroll to read and taking a spot on the bed.
She hadn't gone that far into one of Queen Coral's silly romance stories when the door opened. Fatespeaker entered, her face lighting up as she noticed Sunny already lying in the bed. Starflight followed behind her, having been to Fate's room often enough to no longer needed guidance. He was smiling too, and blushing, and Sunny figured that Fate had given him an idea of what tonight had in store.
"Three moons, Fatespeaker," Star said, "I don't know if I've ever been this nervous."
"There's nothing to feel nervous about, Starflight," Fatespeaker assured him, closing the door behind them. "Besides, I've got a little birthday surprise for you." She motioned for Sunny to get off the bed as she guided the blind Nightwing. The Sandwing slid off the bed, leaving Starflight unaware of her presence as he took her spot.
"Did you put some hot rocks in here?" Star' asked, feeling along the blankets and sheets. "They feel so warm."
"Oh, I just left them out in the sunlight." Fate' lied, giving Sunny a wink. The Sandwing bit back a laugh.
"So, um," Starflight asked nervously, "What's the surprise? I mean, I think I know what it is, but I still want to hear you say it."
"It's TWO surprises, actually." Fatespeaker gently pushed Starflight, guiding him into a reclining position, half over him as she rubbed his neck and chest. Star' was blushing and smiling nervously, shifting beneath her claws. Fate' was looking extra purple herself, as she leaned in and said, "First, we're going to celebrate becoming adults by becoming lovers. Exchanging our virginities. Going at each other like rabbits. Sounds fun, right?" Starflight made a sound somewhere between a sigh and a squeak, something so incredibly cute that both girls started giggling, releasing a lot of that built up, nervous energy.
"Wait, who's that?!" Starflight sat up, nervously looking around the room. "Fatespeaker, is someone else here?!"
"It's ok, Starflight," Fate' explained, "I was about to tell you what your second surprise was."
"Hey, Starflight." Sunny chirped. The male Nightwing froze. Fate' motioned for her to come over, as she explained, "I talked to Sunny about a prophecy I had about this night, and she agreed to help me fulfill one of your dreams."
"Wait, b-but," He stammered, "I-I mean, you didn't have to do this. I-I love you, Fatespeaker."
"I know that." Fate' slid off to one side, making room for Sunny to climb on. The bed was feeling a little cramped with all three on it, but it was still big enough for them to make it work. "I also know you still have feelings for her. Before you say anything, I'm not at all upset about it. If I'm being honest, I've also had a bit of a crush on her too, and getting her to join us was for me just as much as for you."
"That's what got me to join in," Sunny agreed, leaning on Starflight to get closer to her. "If I'm being honest too, I think I like girls more than boys. And I think Starflight's really, really lucky to be with you."
"You're such a flatterer." Fate' leaned in the rest of the way, and kissed her. Sunny kissed back, her tongue slipping into the Nightwing's mouth, rolling and dancing and wrestling one another. Fate' cooed with pleasure, letting the Sandwing gain the upper-hand and pull her in for an embrace. Starflight whimpered with arousal, shifting uneasily under their weight. This was enough to snap the girls out of their brief high. Looking down, they could see the tip of his penis starting to poke out of his slit.
"Oh Sunny," Fate' said, breaking off their kiss, "We can't leave Starflight out of all the fun. He can't see the show, after all."
"You're right," Sunny agreed, giving her friend a suggestive look, "Let's make him a part of this." The two dragonesses lifted his head up, and kissed him together. Starflight was barely able to squeak in surprise, as twin tongues forced their way into his mouth, wrapping all around his own. He couldn't even really process it, not at first: His girlfriend and crush, making out with him at the same time. He couldn't see them, but his other senses had heightened to an extent. He could almost hear their collective heartbeats, feel their scales rub against his chest and belly. He could smell their growing arousal mixing with his own, and he could definitely taste the two tongues exploring his mouth. All his dreams didn't hold a candle to the real thing.
After what felt like an eternity, the three dragons broke off their collective kiss. Thin trails of saliva kept their mouths connected, leaving them panting for breath. "Three Moons," Starflight sighed, "That was... absolutely amazing."
"Yeah," Fatespeaker agreed, nuzzling his neck, "That was breathtaking. Literally." Sunny was quiet, noticing that Starflight's cock had become fully erect, emerging from his slit like a proud pink tower. Fatespeaker saw it too, and looked back and forth between it and the Sandwing. "So, how do you want to do this, Sunny?" The Sandwing sniffed Starflight's penis, taking in his strong male scent for the first time. It was thick, musky, kind of stinky but not completely unpleasant. She gave it a tentative lick, tasting his meat from the base all the way to the sensitive tip. The Nightwing made a desperate, mewling cry, his hips bucking as tiny beads of precum dripped onto her tongue. The kinda-salty, kinda-bitter taste caught her by surprise, and Sunny grimaced as she pulled away.
"Ohhh," Starflight moaned, his penis twitching eagerly, "C-could you do that again, please?"
"Let me try." Fatespeaker adjusted herself to get closer, and leaned in to her boyfriend's crotch. She took a big whiff of his scent, the pheromones giving her a head rush. She didn't just lick his meat, but took the whole thing in her mouth, her tongue wrapping around it like a popsicle. Her eyes rolled up, moaning as she went to work sucking dragon dick. She had never done this before, but something in her mind told her that this just felt right, this felt good, and she wanted more.
"Oh, staaaaars," Starflight moaned, louder this time, his head rolling back and his claws curling into fists. "That's incredible. Please, don't stop."
Fatespeaker briefly looked up at Sunny. Noticing the awkward tension, she winked at her and wiggled her behind suggestively. It took a moment for the Sandwing to catch onto what she meant, but she smiled eagerly when she did. Sunny climbed over the Nightwings, positioning herself to where she was almost squatting over Starflight's face, and Fatespeaker's slit was right in front of her nose.
Her heart was beating so fast, it was hard for her to hear over the drumming in her ears. But she could feel Starflight's breath tickling her slit, and the scent of Fatespeaker's pussy kept her mind focused on one thing.
"Starflight," She purred needfully, resting the base of her tail on his head, so as to rub her slit upon his face. "This is what you've always wanted, right? To make me your mate? To please me just like those scrolls you used to read? I need..." She sighed, finding it harder to speak as the fire in her loins burned hotter and hotter, "I need y-you to eat me, l-like I'm gonna e-eat your girlfriend."
Unable to restrain himself, Starflight covered her cunt in little kisses. The fire inside her tickled and urged her on, Sunny dove into Fatespeaker's pussy, lavishing her most sacred spot with tongue lashes. The female Nightwing moaned into her lover's cock, increasingly aroused by this double-team of lust. The room was filled with the stench of sex, and the moans and licks of aroused dragons. Talons rubbed inner thighs, groped thick asses, stroked the sensitive undersides of tails.
Alas, it didn't last long. Starflight tensed and groaned, as he felt himself go over the edge. He squeezed Sunny's flanks, as he bucked his hips against Fatespeaker. Hot, thick streams of dragon seed filled the Nightwing's mouth, as she greedily swallowed each pulsing load.
"Ohh fuck," He grunted, burying his face in Sunny's butt, "Ohh fuck, the scrolls weren't lying! This feels sooooo good!" Fatespeaker must've agreed, as no sooner as the last drops of cum dribbled onto her tongue, she screamed as she hit her own orgasm. Her inner walls clenched on Sunny's tongue, delicious fluids coating her tastebuds daintily as she came. The Sandwing greedily slurped up the delicious nectar, feeling so close to reaching her own climax. But just as she was about to reach the point of no return, the Nightwings collapsed. Starflight's head fell back onto his pillow, and Fatespeaker dropped onto his belly with a cock resting daintily on her snout.
"Wow," Fatespeaker sighed, "That was waaay more intense than I thought it'd be. Who knew sucking dick would feel so good?"
"Umm," Sunny interjected, "Aren't you two forgetting something?"
"Hmm?" Fatespeaker looked back at the Sandwing, and then realized what she meant. "Oh! Oh gosh, I'm sorry! Starflight, we still need to make Sunny cum!"
"I'm a little spent," Starflight said, "But I'm more than happy to help."
"Good. Sunny, scoot over a little bit." The Sandwing shifted to Starflight's side, letting Fatespeaker crawl over to the other side of the Sandwing. She nuzzled and kissed her neck, as her talons descended across her chest and belly. Sunny had an idea of what she had in mind, and spread her legs open as the hand approached her crotch. Long black claws grazed against her sensitive clitoris. Sunny gasped as lightning raced across her body. Fatespeaker smiled, licking her long, golden neck as she rubbed that sensitive nub in short, circular motions. The high-pitched, squeaky giggle that came out of the hybrid was loud enough to catch both her lovers by surprise.
"Uh, Sunny," Starflight asked, reaching out and touching her chest, "Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah, yeah," She said, blinking away misty eyes, "That just felt... really, really good." She pulled him closer and kissed him once again. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, as her free hand reached down and grasped his crotch.
"Careful," He warned in between kisses, "I'm still a bit sensitive. I did just, you know..."
"Shoot your egg-batter down my throat?" Fatespeaker suggested.
"Spirits!" Sunny giggled, "Listen to yourself, girl. I've met actual whores in the Scorpion's Den who talk like that."
"Oh, I can be real dirty when I want to be," Fatespeaker boasted, "I'm just free to show you this side of me. So many of my visions are filled with cocks and pussies and sex, but I could never tell anyone out of fear dragons would think I'm some kind of sex freak."
"You won't get any complaints from me." Sunny said, groping and massaging Starflight's cock.
"Or me." Starflight agreed, moaning into her neck with pleasure.
They spent several minutes like this, cuddling and mutually pleasuring each other. The air was thick with the scent of aroused dragons, and the sounds of grunts and pants and groans. Sunny took to rubbing Starflight's penis, as it grew and hardened again.
"Sunny," He panted, "Fatespeaker, I think I'm ready to go again."
"Good." The lady Nightwing said. "There's something I was hoping we could try." She climbed on top of the Sandwing, chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose, two moist vaginas touching and rubbing against each other. "Starflight, get up and behind us." Starflight got up, feeling his way along the two dragonesses until he grabbed onto Fatespeaker's tail, and followed it to the base.
"Now, slide your penis between us. I read this move is called 'Hot-Dogging'."
"Why do they call it that?" Sunny asked.
"I don't know," Fatespeaker admitted, "But it's supposed to feel amazing!"
Starflight held onto Fatespeaker's waist with one hand, and guided himself to their slits with his other. He found purchase between their delicate folds, and pushed forward until his penis slipped in. Sunny and Fatespeaker cooed, coating his dick in a thin layer of bodily fluids. With one hand on his girlfriend and another on his crush, the Nightwing male began to slide himself back and forth between their pussies. Sunny pulled Fatespeaker's head down, kissing her as deeply and passionately as she could. This was so much better. Maybe Fate' had a point. Boys could be fun, too (at least when there's another girl involved).
"Oohhh f-f-fuck this feels so good!" Starflight moaned, his crotch slapping against theirs with a WAP-WAP-WAP! "Oh Spirits! Fate'! Sunny! You're the greatest girlfriends ever!"
"Fate'," Sunny whispered into her lover's ear, "I think I'm- I think I'm close."
"Do you want him to cum in you?" Fatespeaker asked.
Fueled by lust and hormones, Sunny took a breathy hiss, and growled, "Do it."
The Nightwing reached down, and guided her boyfriend's member to Sunny's entrance. "You heard her, Star'," Fatespeaker declared, "She's all yours. Take her virginity."
If he heard, he gave no indication. His instincts had taken over, as he pressed himself against the Sandwing's folds, until they delightfully parted, and he slipped inside. Both dragons gasped, the feelings of tightness and fullness setting their nerves alight with pleasure. Sunny moaned with each thrust, the tip of Starflight's penis poking her G-Spot. She felt the pressure build within her, and she knew she was getting close.
"Starflight," Sunny cried, "I, I want- I want you inside me! I want you to cum inside me! Please! Pleasepleaseplease-"
She got her wish. With a mighty roar that surprised both females, the Nightwing thrusted into her with all his might. Hot, sticky seed spurted out of his cocktip, coating her insides with his essence. This new, satisfying sensation was enough to push Sunny over the edge, and she screamed in ecstasy as her inner muscles contracted and squeezed his dick for every last drop. Starflight held onto her waist as tightly as he could, and Sunny's tail coiled around lovingly around his tail. Fatespeaker couldn't help but moan as she was sandwiched between her two lovers, rubbing her crotch idly against theirs, mixing her fluid with their own. After six or seven half-thrusts, the Nightwing was finally spent, and collapsed upon his two lovers. All three dragons laid together, panting contentedly as they basked in the warm, cozy afterglow of their lovemaking.
"That," Sunny gasped, "Was amazing."
"Amazing?" Starflight chuckled. "That was the best thing I've ever experienced! You girls are incredible!"
"Told you!" Fatespeaker giggled. "This is the most fun I've ever had! I would LOVE to do this again sometime, wouldn't you?" All three dragons made noises in the affirmative.
"Hey, Sunny," She added, "I ordered some boxes of moon tea for the Academy, in case the students got a little wild and crazy like us. I can give you some tomorrow, if you'd like."
"Yeah, I'd like that." Sunny agreed. She knew she wasn't ready to have any dragonets, especially with the Academy about to open. Plus, the moon tea meant that they could possibly do this again, without the fear of unwanted gravidity.
As the three lovers laid there, feeling sleep slowly overtake them, Fatespeaker turned and kissed them both, as she pulled them both into a group hug. Today was a good day, and tomorrow was looking to be even better...