“..rue…”


The sleeping teen stirred, letting out a quiet groan.


“Altrue, wake up.”

He opened his eyes to the thatched roof of the room, the fireflight flickering on the straw. He felt heavy, and it took him a moment to realize that’s because someone was laying on him. Tilting his head he found that it was Tahara. She gave him a big smile and poked his snout.


“About time you woke up, sleepyhead.”


Altrue grunted as a reply and rubbed at his eyes. “Done already?”


Tahara scoffed. “Already? Sweetie, it's been almost an hour. I finished twice.”


Altrue raised an eyebrow and looked over at Erasi. The black dragon was sprawled out on the bed, her thighs glistening from her fluids. Eyes closed, she breathed heavily, her breasts rising and falling. Her belly, which already had a decent bulge in it from her two times with Altrue, was even larger. She definitely looked pregnant now, and he couldn’t help but think he found her even more attractive like this.


“Is she asleep?”


Erasi opened an eye and looked over at him. “Mmm, not yet, darling. You promised me one more time, remember? I can’t sleep until you make good on that.” He felt himself flush. This woman was insatiable. 


He swallowed and went to reply, but suddenly realized how dry his mouth was, his throat slightly sore. He had just used up a lot of fluids, and would be using more, soon. He looked at Tahara, who was still laying on top of him, nuzzling between his breasts.


“Can I have some milk, first?” he asked. She chuckled and rolled off him onto her side, opening her arms for him.


“Of course, my love, as much as you’d like.”


He entered her embrace, kissing her lips for a long moment before sliding down her body. His lips found one of her nipples and latched on. After a bit of teasing and suckling, her milk began to flow. A soft moan left him as he drank it down.


“That’s my good boy,” Tahara cooed, petting his head with one hand and rubbing his back with the other. “I love you so much…” Altrue’s reply was muffled by the titflesh in his mouth, but the “I love you, too” was quite obvious.


Erasi peeled herself off the bed and scooted closer to them. For a while she was quiet, simply observing the pair.


“You two intrigue me,” she said softly, watching as Altrue continued to drain his mother of her milk. “Familial relationships like yours aren’t common. Usually siblings exploring their bodies together, or a daughter asking her father for help with her heat, a son asking his mother to help him experience intimacy for the first time. Rare that it lasts very long, rarer, still, that children are born. Tell me, when you lay with him, what do you see? A son, or a lover?”


Tahara was quiet for a long moment, smiling down at the dragon suckling on her breast. “Both,” she said, finally. “I see my husband, the one whose children I bore. The one who I pledged to the goddess I would love forever. But I also see my son, my darling boy, the one I helped make and raise. The one who wanted to mate with us all those years ago and then just never stopped. Everything he does, from kissing me, to drinking my milk until I’m dry, to filling my womb with those lovely, big cocks, to putting his child inside me. All that could only happen because he’s also my son. There’s no separating them.”


“Is that how you feel, Altrue?”


Big, purple eyes filled with emotion looked up at Tahara’s. He popped off her nipple for a moment and nodded. “She’s right. I wouldn’t be here if she wasn’t my mother. The same goes for Ela. All the fun we’ve had, both in bed and out of it. All the hours and hours of mating we’ve done. All the times we’ve fallen asleep inside each other. All the children we have and will have. I’m proud to call my mothers my wives, because I wouldn’t have any of this if they weren’t.”


Tahara sniffed and leaned in to press her lips against his. The two shared a long, loving kiss before they broke apart, a smile on their lips as they looked at one another. Then, Altrue returned to her breast, not yet satisfied as there was still milk to drink. For a while the room was silent save for the crackle of the fire and the occasional soft moan from Tahara and Altrue as they both enjoyed the meal he was getting. When one breast ran dry he switched to the other, eventually drinking that one dry as well. When he was finished he nuzzled between her breasts, happy, sated, and horny once more.


“Don’t keep our host waiting too long, Alty,” Tahara teased. “You can do this at home all you want.”


He freed his snout from between her breasts and, after one last kiss on his mother’s lips, turned to face Erasi. The consort invited him over with open arms, and he gladly fell into them, feeling his pregnant belly press against her faux one. Hands placed on his cheeks, she brought his muzzle to hers, the two sharing a kiss that lasted only a moment.


“Mmm, Master Altrue?” she purred, stroking his cheek with her fingertips. “Would you allow me to lead again, for our last time today?”


“Of course, Erasi,” he replied with a nod. “What do you want me to do?”


“We’ve shared our bodies twice now, but this time I want us to share our souls,” she said softly. Altrue didn’t know what they meant but he liked the sound of it. “Lay on your side with me?”


The question-command once more compelled him to obey, and together they rolled to lay on their sides.


“I want you against me, as close as possible,” she said, arms tightening around him. He pressed himself against her as close as he could. The entire front of her body was pressed against his, from his toes to his forehead. Goddess she was so warm. He could feel her heartbeat in her chest. He could feel and smell her hot breath. How did she get it so fruity? He was looking directly into her burning eyes, her pupils like gashes into another world of pure black.


“Enter me, darling,” she breathed. “And this time, I want you to use the top one.”


He didn’t need telling twice. He reached down and positioned his cock against her entrance. She was so wet that, even with his dry skin, he easily slid into her. They shared a moan as their bodies joined once more. Deeper and deeper he pushed in, finally breaching her womb into the ocean of his and his mother’s combined seed. He finally hilted inside, his other cock tucked between her wet thighs.


“Hold my hand,” she said, and he did so, taking her hand in his, their fingers interlocking. She brought it up to her chest, letting it rest against her breast.


“When we start, I want you to go slow, darling,” she said. “I want you to focus on the moment we’re sharing. Our union is not just your body in mine. It’s our skin touching. Our hearts beating. Our bodies moving together. We’re devoting this final act of pleasure to the goddess, and we will feel her inside us. Do you think you can do that for me, Master Altrue?”


“I-I think so, yes,” he answered. His head was swimming. So much was happening.


“Then begin whenever you’re ready.”


His hips slowly pulled back, pausing when just his tip was inside before just as slowly pushing back in. Their hips met, and he pulled back once more. A slow rhythm was set, one that he dared not deviate from. As instructed, he focused on more than just the pleasure he was receiving from being inside her. He focused on their heartbeats; his fast and excited, hers slower and calm. He focused on their scales sliding against one another all over his body. He focused on the sounds of their breathing and their occasional moans, how she seemed to be timing her breaths to his thrusts. He focused on her fingers in his, soft and delicate but somehow still holding his so strong. But, most importantly, he focused on her eyes. Those fiery orange orbs that seemed to be looking through him like she could see into his past.


“Do you feel that?” she asked. “Our spirits joining just like our bodies. We’re becoming one, darling, truly.”


He could feel it. He felt so close to this woman, like he had known her for years and not just a couple hours. He was loving this. He wanted to feel this with his mothers, too. Again and again.


In and out, in and out, both their breaths and his shaft. His pace remained the same, but the rest of them got faster. Their breathing, their heartbeats, their scales rubbing together. The only time they broke eye contact was to exchange the occasional kiss before he would once more fall back into the hypnotic orange abyss. The fruity scent on her breath was all he could smell now, filling his nose, his head. In and out, in and out. Her walls felt molded to him now, like he was always meant to be there. So warm and smooth and wet. Tugging on his ridges, squeezing him every time he pushed into her womb. Her hand was gripping his so tightly, growing tighter and relaxing every time he hit a sensitive spot. In and out, in and out. Her soft moans were intoxicating, he wanted to do whatever he could to keep them going. Her tail found his and wound around it, squeezing as well. He squeezed back, just another part of her body he wanted to be in contact with.


In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. She was getting tighter around his length. Her breaths faster, her heart, too. Her hand was squeezing harder, it almost hurt. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. His shafts were swelling, body tensing. His breaths were getting faster, as well. It was getting harder to maintain his pace, but he dared not stop now. He’d never forgive himself. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. Those orange eyes were starting to close. His were, as well. Her moans were rising in pitch, while his were lowering to a growl.


In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out.


In.


They climaxed at the same time. Erasi’s eyes finally shut as her body tensed, waves of pleasure radiating out from where they were joined. Her hand squeezed his so tight he thought she might break it. All her breath left her in a single, passion-filled moan. Altrue’s cock twitched and spasmed inside her, her walls and cervix milking him for all the seed he could give. Her already bloated womb expanded further, and he could feel it pressing against his own swollen belly. His free cock was pulsing between her thighs, coating her tail and the bed behind them in ropes of his essence. The growl that left him was low and deep, vibrating in his chest, Tahara feeling it through the bed. Every nerve in his body seemed to alight at once. The pleasure seemed to go on and on. But, finally, it subsided. The two opened their eyes, Altrue graced, once more, with the fiery orange abyss. They panted together for a long moment, both basking in the afterglow. Then Erasi smiled.


“Thank you, darling. I’m sure the goddess is pleased with our display.”


“That was… wow… I don’t know what to say,” he panted out, his brain barely functioning.


“You don’t have to say anything,” she said, pressing her lips against his for a moment.


“Was it… did you enjoy..?”


She nodded with a giggle. “It was amazing, Master Altrue. Thank you.”


He replied with a nod, still out of breath. “Good, good…”


Erasi chuckled and gave him another quick kiss. “Rest, darling. Stay in me as long as you desire,” she purred. “When you are ready, I will summon our meal.”


He wasn’t about to turn down the offer. He remained in her embrace, letting the minutes tick by as he savoured the feeling of being inside her, of having her body pressed against his. Slowly, his twin cocks went flaccid, with the top one finally slipping out of her. As much as he didn’t want to, he knew he couldn’t lay there with her forever. Reluctantly, he started to sit up, breaking the embrace he had become so familiar with. Erasi sat up with him, her ever-present smile still there.


“Shall I call for our meal?” she asked, reaching for a rope at the head of the bed he hadn’t noticed before. After a nod from Altrue, she gave it three quick tugs. He noticed that it went into the wall through a small hole and vanished from there.


Not even three minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Erasi rose, cradling her swollen, faux-pregnant belly with one hand, and answered it. A middle-aged male dragon stood in the doorway, holding a silver platter loaded with food and drink. A large, cooked bird sat in the centre, surrounded by various vegetables. Large carving utensils were placed on either side. Small bowls of candied fruits sat in one corner, while a pitcher of something and three glasses sat in another. The dragon gave no surprise to her naked state, though his eyebrow did raise at her belly. Erasi took the tray and, with a short bow, the dragon left. The black dragon shut the door with her tail and brought the tray inside, sitting it on the bench at the foot of the bed. The smell was already filling the room, and he could feel his mouth watering. He suddenly realized just how hungry he was.


Erasi sat on a rug next to the bench, patting the spot next to her. “Eat as much as you like.”


Altrue was next to her in a flash, quickly tearing a drumstick off the bird and sinking his teeth into it. He sighed as the flavor of the honeyed meat coated his tongue, the bone cleaned of meat in just a minute or so. In went scoops of vegetables covered in melted butter, followed by palmfuls of the candied fruits. He lifted the pitcher and sniffed, ears perking up when he recognized the scent. Takala juice, a sweet, pink fruit that Altrue had loved since he was a child. He poured himself a cup and downed it almost in one gulp before pouring another and setting it to the side. He picked up the utensils and started carving thick cuts out of the bird.


He was half into devouring his first cut when he realized he was the only one eating. “Don’t you want some?” he asked Erasi.


“I’ll have a little after you’re satisfied,” she said. “I have a figure to maintain, after all. Though you’ve done a number on it,” she teased, gesturing to her swollen belly. Altrue flushed and gave a sheepish smile.


“I wouldn’t mind a little,” Tahara said, reaching over and ripping off the other drumstick.


Not much of the bird was left after the three of them were finished. The vegetables and fruits were gone, and Altrue was currently turning the pitcher on end trying to coax the rest of the juice out onto his tongue. He set it back onto the tray and leaned back, giving a sigh of contentment.


“Did you enjoy the meal?” Erasi asked.


“Very much so, your chefs should come work at the temple,” he replied. She gave a small chuckle.


“Most of our chefs are male, which is why they’re here and not serving you, Master Altrue.”


“I guess that just means I’ll have to come back,” he said with a wink. Erasi nodded and got to her feet, holding her hands out to him.


“It would be a pleasure to have you back, darling,” she said, helping him to his feet as well. “I said before I normally don’t take clients anymore, but I’ll always make an exception for the Chosen, and most certainly for you,” he said, leaning in to give him a soft kiss. He happily returned it.


“I’m sad to say our time together has come to an end,” she said after breaking the kiss. “Please, dress yourself, and I will see you off.”


He nodded, a slight frown crossing his lips. He knew he had to go, but he didn’t want to. She reached out to stroke his cheek with the back of her fingers. “Don’t be sad, darling. We had a wonderful time together. Enjoy the memories we made, and know there will always be time for new ones.”


Her words lifted his spirit slightly. He padded over to where his loincloth and chest wrap lay, quickly pulling them on while Tahara did the same. When he looked up again he found that Erasi was already dressed, the white fabric pulled taut over her belly. Her hand was out, waiting for his. He took it, gently being led to the door. Out the door, down the hallway, down the stairs, and into the first floor again. He noticed that a couple more clients were awaiting their own consorts. Eyebrows raised and mouths opened when they realized it was the high priestess and her son. 


He looked into the shadowy corner to find the corvid. It was hard to tell, but he thought she was grinning at them, having obviously noticed the belly that Erasi had not walked into work with this morning. He smiled back.


Erasi stopped at the door, allowing them to put on their cloaks before stepping out into the cold once more. “Thank you for visiting me today, Altrue. I greatly enjoyed our time together.”


“I did, as well, Erasi. Thank you,” he replied, giving her a low bow. When he righted himself, she was barely an inch away.


“Oh, and before I forget…” She gave him a kiss that lasted for several seconds. “Happy birthday.”


“Th-thank you,” he breathed, another flush coming to his cheeks. She smiled and opened the door for them. Altrue left first, Tahara pausing to give her friend a quick peck on the cheek.


“You’re amazing, thank you,” she said. Erasi waved a hand.


“Any time, Tari.”


Mother followed son out into the cold. They were quiet as they started the trek back to the temple. Altrue walked with a spring in his step, and he couldn’t find anything about the weather to complain about at the moment. Tahara couldn’t help but grin at her husband’s demeanour.


“Sooo, what did you think?” Tahara prodded, looping her arm through her son’s and pulling him against her side. “Wasn’t she great?”


Altrue noticed the teen from earlier standing in a group of similar aged boys and girls. He was talking excitedly, hands gesturing in every direction. His friends seemed to be hanging on every word. It was clear he had a good time.


“…can we go back tomorrow?”