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[url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/desertgnoll/]https://www.furaffinity.net/user/desertgnoll/[/url]\n\nArt done by [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/erganyfox/]https://www.furaffinity.net/user/erganyfox/[/url]\n\n[b][color=#e67e23]****An intro to new pleasures****[/color][/b]\n\nPerched on the jagged edge of a towering cliff, Zheradra gazed at the vast expanse of the ocean sprawling beneath her. The late noon sun cast an enchanting golden glow upon the gentle waves, creating a captivating dance of light.\n\nEnchanting scenery, to be sure. Not one she could get used to, with all this pawpads-scorching sand lying about. But tolerable on the short term.\n\nThis territory’s dweller shared none of her thinking. Glaive wyverns thrived within those brine-filled winds, their dexterous paws primed to sink into the waves and snatch their favorite meal. Most wild dragons were prone to draw the wrong conclusions about them; that they only feasted on fish.\n\nZheradra knew it to be different. Rare though those cases might have been, Glaive Wyverns had reached further into the mainland on select occasions, yet they never dwelled there for long enough to start a new colony.\n\nTidecrest, her subject for today, belonged to no colony. Similar to wolves, his species had the habit of sending excess males off to the farther reaches of their territory—and sometimes past that. Whether it was by sheer chance or keen insight, this young male secured himself a decent enough territory to sustain himself without exerting himself too much. The fish here seemed plentiful enough as the red dragoness watched her target expertly fish in the shallows, tail flicking in heightening interest for what he had to offer.\n\nHis technique, like all the rest of his kind, relied on the swift snatching of prey using his agile paws. Instead of diving through the waves like seabirds, Tidecrest adeptly snatched fish from the water with his well-honed talons, displaying a finesse that piqued Zheradra's curiosity.\n\nHer eyes trailed Tidecrest as he moved toward the shore, depositing his bounty in a shallow pit. The pile of fish he amassed glittered under the sun, their silver scales an attractive enough sight to get her paws restless. A smirk stretched the corners of Zheradra’s snout as an idea began to take shape.\n\nFirst, she waited for Tidecrest to push himself into the skies for yet another fishing trip. Once his frame became a distant speck in the orange-tinted sky, the dragoness pushed herself up onto her paws and jumped off the edge of her lofty perch. A few flaps of her wings saw her land gracefully on the soft sand of the shore.\n\n“Hsssss!” the dragoness pranced and fluttered her wings upon contact with the searing sand. It stung. A bit.\n\nBut the sensation was a mere bother compared to the reward waiting just a dozen feet away.\n\nHer maw drooling from the stale yet inviting scent of Tidecrest’s bounty, the dragoness made her way over to it. Her forked tongue snaked out of her maw, trailing over her lips in brief, repetitive strokes meant to hold her overflowing saliva at bay.\n\nAs soon as she reached her target, her fangs snatched the first scaled morsel they found. Too impatient to scale it with her claws, the dragoness bit down on it to sever it in two so that each side of her jaws had something to chew on.\n\nThe fish's flavor exploded in her mouth. It was unexpectedly rich, with a fresh, briny taste that perfectly captured the essence of the sea.\n\nOverwhelmed by the delightful sensation, Zheradra gulped it all down and went for another. Still wet and slimy, it caused her eyes to gape as she gagged and spat it back into her maw, as it far too easily slid down her throat.\n\nThat mistake averted, her fangs made quick work of the plump morsel, a thrum of ecstasy brewing in her throat.\n\nAnother one. And another.\n\nAlthough slightly different in size and shape, all of Tidecrest’s catch had unparalleled taste to her previous few encounters with the bounties of the sea. The flesh was tender, lubricated with fat that added a subtle richness that enhanced the flavor. Zheradra found herself unable to stop herself from slowly depleting the wyvern’s trove, the experience far surpassing her expectations.\n\nAs she reached for the second to last fish, Tidecrest’s impending arrival colored the edge of her vision. Fish still in her mouth, Zheradra scampered to the side of his fishing pit while furiously chewing on it to ready her tongue for the upcoming argument.\n\nHis screech greeted her first. In a swift and foolish motion, the young male decided to alter his course and descend where she stood. His talons cast his catch back into the sea, raising the frilled spines along the back of Zheradra’s nape with this asinine gesture.\n\nIf that was what he intended, then…\n\nZheradra bolted for his fishing pit to grab the last of his prey between her teeth, guiding it into her maw. She took her time munching on this one. The last morsel in the stash always tasted oh so fine!\n\n“Just what do you think you’re doing?!” Tidecrest’s frustration exploded out of his chest.\n\n“Hrrmph…” she met his question with a snort of defiance. Smaller than she expected. In every regard.\n\nAs the male lunged at her to see her away from his bounty, all Zheradra had to do was leap away with a flutter of her wings. His crest and ears sank in unison upon noticing the infuriating emptiness of his pit. Then, he bared his fangs.\n\nZheradra licked her lips at the threat, savoring the lingering aroma of his now-nonexistent meal.\n\n\"Thank you for this delectable snack,\" she purred, her voice laced with disarming playfulness. Her gaze remained fixated on Tidecrest as the wyvern leaned forward on his wings.\n\nCompared to his, her stance remained the same, relaxed and unbothered. That must have fazed her companion a bit, for doubt began to creep in his elusive orange eyes. Rather than keep her in his sight at all times, Tidecrest began glancing around for escape opportunities, should the tides turn in her favor.\n\n“I do plan to reward you for it,” she cooed. It was far too early to push him away, and besides, she really did mean it!\n\nTidecrest hissed his displeasure at her audacity. Yet Zheradra merely grinned, thoroughly enjoying the game she had initiated. Tidecrest intrigued her, first with his evident skill, and now, with his unexpectedly defensive position against a dragon much more experienced than him.\n\nNot in just combat, mind you.\n\n“You are—you shouldn’t have done that!” He attempted to screech back a second challenge at her. It came out soft, more like a plea to let him go. “You left me with nothing! Not even a single fish! What am I to eat now?!”\n\n[i]Me, [/i]Zheradra thought. The blood rushing into her cheek frills often played with her mind like that, putting all manner of ridiculous thoughts into her head.\n\n“You can spend the time deciding on how to go about punishing me, or you can head back out there and catch at least several more fish before the sun sinks, mrrm?”\n\nTidecrest’s verve faltered. Tension eased within his forelimbs as he flopped back onto his haunches, wings curled around himself.\n\nWhat a pouty hatchling…\n\n\"I really do mean it. I have watched you for a little while. I saw what you’re capable of when you put your mind to it,\" Zheradra complimented his efforts. \"Though if you were to ask me, I’d much rather prefer the present company. I do not intend to stay the night, you see.”\n\n“What worry is that of mine?” The wyvern spat, even as her gaze quickly analyzed the enticing shapes of her body.\n\n“None at all,” Zheradra said on the way to the fishing pit. One at a time, she dipped her paws into the lukewarm water pooled into it to soothe this torrid sunset sensation. “While I do prefer to avoid leaving without returning the favor, you are not obligated to play my games.”\n\n“Games?” The wyvern perked up, crest spines flared. “You invade my territory, plunder my fishing pit, and consider it a game?”\n\n“Well…” Zheradra wove her way around the empty pit and over to her companion. “Yes.”\n\nAlthough he emitted a low, scorn-filled hiss, Tidecrest said no more.\n\n“All games come with rewards.” She settled on her side several feet from him, relishing the sand’s warmth upon the red and rosy scales of flank and belly. “It’s how we motivate hatchlings to do…well, anything other than sleeping.”\n\nShe looked away from him for a moment. In order to gain his trust, she needed to give him a little bit of space. While most of his kind shared certain similarities, Zheradra quite fancied the pleasant white of his lower jaw, as well as the subtlety of his dark stripes. His paws, equipped with 3 talons and a fourth, smaller grabber, undoubtedly relieved the pressing need to shoot his seed now and then, for he did not smell all that desperate.\n\nOr perhaps…perhaps she had misjudged him and the availability of females within these parts.\n\n“I know what you’re doing.”\n\nThe sudden sound of his voice drew her attention back to him.\n\n“And that is?”\n\n“You want to rrr…take advantage of…my species and yours.”\n\nHis snout immediately fled under a wing. Whether in fear of retribution aimed at the boldness of his remark or utter shame, she didn’t care.\n\n“And is that wrong?” a tantalizing purr awoke within her throat as the dragoness lifted herself up on her fours. “Wasn’t that the first thought to cross your mind upon smelling the sweeter tang of my gender?”\n\nHer words seemed to increase his discomfort, enough to cause him to scramble onto his paws and male a slow, awkward retreat.\n\n“I didn’t…you are a thief!” He snapped. “A four-limbed, imposing, likely dangerous one, but a thief nonetheless!”\n\n“It’s not stealing if I offer something in return.”\n\nZheradra continued to close the distance between them, up until the moment Tidecrest’s paws met one another. In a bout of panic with the vulnerability his clumsiness displayed, Tidecrest flipped over and exposed his belly in submission.\n\n“I’m sorry!” Fear burst out of him in the form of an endearing squeak. “The fish is not actually that important to me! I’m not even hungry!”\n\nZheradra let out a soft chuckle. Not out of mockery, but from a sense of endearment. She trailed over his still legs, minding not the agitated clenching of his toes. Little by little, her imposing figure began to cast its shadow over the white of his belly, with only his throat remaining free for the sun to kiss.\n\n\"Oh, I think you are, but not for fish,\" she purred while bringing her vent above him. Tidecrest immediately took note of that. The muscles of his throat contracted as he gulped down his pang of anxiety with this situation, yet he did nothing to stop it. Legs spread, tail out of the way, the male surrendered to her dominance, as anticipated.\n\nZheradra leaned down, her snout inches from his. \"Doesn’t every wyvern wish to learn about dragons? Well then…here is your chance,\" she whispered, her warm breath caressing his pebbly scales.\n\nTidecrest's eyes widened. His entire frame was on edge given the stiffness of his muscles, yet he remained strangely acceptant of her dominance.\n\n\"I... Yes, I…did ponder a few times on what happens when I…you know, with a dragoness,\" he stammered, his voice an enticing mixture apprehension and curiosity.\n\nZheradra smiled at that. \"Let me get you started on some basics,\" she suggested as her cheek frills folded to denote her comfortable position with these dynamics. \"Dragons value strength, but also intelligence and cunning. We don't just intrude into one’s territory; we charm, we negotiate, we…trade.\"\n\nTidecrest’s ears swiveled in bewilderment with her last statement, but he did not contradict her.\n\n“Your version of trading is quite different than ours,” he said on a more even tone. Much to her satisfaction, his initial fear gradually began to give way to fascination.\n\n\"And then there is this,\" he pointed a wing talon at her. More precisely, at how she loomed above him.\n\nZheradra's grin widened. \"Ah, this is about asserting presence. Confidence is quite attractive, isn’t it? It’s not always about physical strength. The ability to be in control—to guide—is just as important.\"\n\nShe shifted slightly to permit him more space while still maintaining her dominant posture. \"You see, it's not just about taking the first step. It's about understanding your partner, their desires, their fears. And sometimes, it's about letting them take the lead. To show trust.\"\n\nTidecrest's breathing steadied, his initial apprehension replaced by a growing calmness. \"So, by showing my belly... I accidentally...\"\n\n\"Yes,\" Zheradra finished for him. \"And look what that got you. Much better than a brawl, is it?\"\n\nWithout waiting for him to speak, Zheradra’s lifted her right forepaw and dusted it on his chest. Her pads cleared of sand, she directed it as his underbelly to carefully stroke around his genital vent. Tidecrest sucked in a sharp breath, his knees pulling up in surprise.\n\n\"In the dance of dominance and submission, trust is the strongest bond,\" Zheradra murmured as her toe pads glided over the soft flesh of his vent on the way to the other side. \"And I think you are beginning to understand that, yes?\"\n\nTidecrest nodded, lost for words. For Zheradra, this marked another one of her conquests, but this time, it felt different. More fulfilling. She was not just taking; she was teaching, guiding, and that made the payoff all the more erotic to her.\n\n“Do you enjoy my touch?” her sultry words washed over his agape maw.\n\n“Y—yes,” he murmured, his long tongue rushing out of his maw to wet his lips. “Your pads are so…hhhrrrhhh…soft and…warrrm...”\n\nThe young male’s nervousness was evident in the involuntary twitches of his toes and claws, yet that soon grew overshadowed by the stiffness poking at her toes.\n\nZheradra’s breath hitched for a second as she gripped his malehood, the feel of soft, hardening flesh wriggling its way between her toes exquisite.\n\n\"You're quite responsive, aren't you?\" Zheradra teased. Delight flowed through her upon feeling his body respond to her touch. It throbbed, twitched, [i]wriggled. [/i]The more of it slipped out of its den, the thicker and more responsive it became. Soon, her paw could no longer contain it. She had to let go of it.\n\nAnd when she did, the nimble tip curled around one of her digits, not wishing to let go of it in turn.\n\n\"Impressive,\" she murmured, her tone low and laden with lust. Her hindquarters a mass of trembling excitement, the dragoness’ forepaw retreated to her maw. Tidecrest’s eyes bulged upon witnessing her tongue taste the slime of his emerging cock, yet her chortle immediately put him at ease.\n\n“Don’t flatter yourself,” she let out a throaty growl. “Your spice isn’t as strong as I envisioned.”\n\n“I…” his gaze slipped to the side, “You’re not the first to…”\n\n“But I am the first dragon, am I not?”\n\nNow properly lubricated, her forepaw reached behind once again, her touch gentle yet deliberate as she began to explore the entirety of his now fully erect shaft.\n\nTidecrest’s spine instantly arched. A soft gasp trailed its way past the sharp tip of his snout as his body quivered under her caress. \"Your... your paws,\" he stammered. \"They feel... incredible.\"\n\nZheradra chuckled, a sound rife with confidence and allure. \"Enjoying my pads, are you?\" she released a flirtatious coo, her tongue flicking out to moisten her lips. \"Oh, Tidecrest, you have much to learn about the pleasures a dragoness can offer.\"\n\nHer gaze, intense and inviting, held his as she continued to stroke him, her movements becoming more purposeful. Tidecrest writhed under her touch, his breaths growing heavier. Each shuddering exhale mirrored the movements of her deft toes, each of them knowing where and how to grab and stroke.\n\n\"You're just beginning to discover,\" Zheradra whispered, leaning closer to his ear, “that there are depths of pleasure you haven't even imagined.\"\n\nTidecrest's eyes fluttered closed, his body succumbing to the sensations she elicited. Zheradra continued to watch him closely, relishing the sense of satisfaction washing over her. She had him entranced; captivated by her touch, by her very presence.\n\n\"Surrender yourself to the sensations,\" she urged, her voice a gentle command. \"Let them carry you where they please.\"\n\nTidecrest nodded weakly. His submission grew evident in his relaxed posture, in the way his cock twitched and throbbed under her caress.\n\nZheradra's heart swelled with triumph. She had managed to tame this darling, not through force like she had initially expected, but through the allure of her own charm.\n\n“Well now…” Zheradra purred as she began backpedaling on three paws while her fourth maintained her interaction with Tidecrest’s wiggly member to keep him on edge. “I believe you are ready for the next stage.”\n\n“W—what?” his enamored eyes snapped to the harsh reality of this sudden change. “W—what are you…?”\n\n“Mrrrr, allow me to show you,” the dragoness said as her moist pads parted ways with his shaft. Her snout hovered above his fully aroused form, taking her time to familiarize herself with his unique smell. She inhaled deeply, exploring the scent of his arousal. It was a stimulating mix of potent longing, laced with the subtle briny notes that marked his species’ affinity for the ocean. Each sniff she took brought her closer to understanding the depth of his desire while also inflaming her own throbbing passion.\n\nWithout explaining herself to him any further, Zheradra's tongue unfurled and gently wrapped around Tidecrest's member.\n\nHis reaction was immediate.\n\nA sharp, audible gasp burst from the depths of his throat, his entire body twitching, writhing and shivering the more of his cock she guided into her maw.\n\n“P—please!” He screeched, both of his wing arms rushing to hug his snout as his cock hardened with the telltale signs of early ejaculation.\n\nZheradra did not pay that any attention. Instead, she loosened her grip around his tip and insisted more on his base. Her throat gently secured the tapered part of his member, its relaxed state preventing him from bursting too quickly.\n\nNonetheless, Tidecrest's growls intermingled with involuntary screeches. His talons dug into the sand, trying to anchor himself against the wave of sensations crashing over him. His member pulsed and tensed against her tongue, each violent pulse sending jolts of noticeable pleasure through his body.\n\n\"Stop... too much... too warm!\" he managed to utter between gasps, the urgency in his voice laden with a mix of pleasure and panic.\n\nZheradra eased back, releasing him from the warm confines of her mouth. A dreamy expression hung over her as she swallowed more of his exotic aroma, her own breath heavy from excitement.\n\n\"You don't do this, Tidecrest?\" she asked. \"Don't Glaive Wyverns enjoy such pleasures?\"\n\nTidecrest took some time to understand the question, panting, chest heaving as he tried to regain his composure. \"We... we do not,\" he admitted, still reeling from the intensity of her ministrations. \"I've never... experienced anything like that.\"\n\nZheradra's smirk widened as she observed his flustered state. \"Well, consider this your introduction to new experiences.” Her voice dripped with satisfaction, as did her now-sweltering and fully aroused vent. \"There is much I can teach you, Tidecrest. Much that you have yet to explore.\"\n\nHaving said that, the dragoness returned to her former position. Her snout pressed against Tidecrest, tongue gently sweeping over his brow in a gesture of both comfort and control. \"Do not fret,\" she whispered, her breath warm against his scales, \"if you are too quick to release your seed. I find such eagerness exquisite.\"\n\nHer hips aligned with his underbelly, denying him any chance to respond verbally. The moment was hers to command, and she relished it. As she lowered herself further and further, the tip of Tidecrest's shaft gently breached her entrance. A mutual jolt of pleasure rushed through both their bodies at the same time, their gasps intertwined.\n\nTidecrest, however, proved to be far wilder in expressing himself. His body immediately tensed the more he sank inside her, muscles seizing in a silent scream of ecstasy. His maw gaped wide, shocked by the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.\n\nZheradra rumbled in contentment to see him so enraptured by the clenches and squeezes of her body. His member, though unfamiliar in its wyvern nature, squirmed and twisted within her in a dance of primal need. Each movement filled her with sharp twinges of shocking delight, causing her hindquarters to buck and tremble. Her tail, tool, swished and arched erratically, bracing her against an unexpectedly early climax.\n\n“You’re so…overly eager to seed…” Zheradra huffed. Despite the strong gripping of her powerful muscles, his member still jerked and writhed inside her, hitting far too many pleasurable spots for her to maintain her composure.\n\nZheradra's eyes fluttered closed, her hips arcing up and down to the jerky rhythm of their union. Her breaths became labored, mixing with the sound of the ocean's waves in a symphony of natural desire. It took all of her effort to keep her pace even; to avoid surrendering to weakness before he did.\n\nThankfully, he crumbled ahead of her.\n\nOverwhelmed by the torrent of pleasure, his winged arms instinctively grabbed Zheradra’s shoulders, holding fast against that torrent of unbridled delight. His claws, a gentle but firm pressure against her crimson scales, anchored him to the moment so that he could fully savor the inevitable outcome of their union. Every subtle buck of his hips against her carried a desperate intent, an instinctive need to lodge himself as deeply inside her as possible prior to his climax.\n\nFar too close to the brink herself, the dragoness fully pressed her puffy lips against the flushed skin of his underbelly, taking the entirety of Tidecrest into her being. In the same second, the wyvern screeched with all his might, her ubiquitous warmth and insistent tremors far too much for his cock to bear.\n\nRich, warm jets of his essence burst forth in strong, rapid bursts, filling Zheradra with a sense of completion and utter satisfaction. The dragoness whipped her head back, savoring every single second of this moment. His seed, potent and plentiful, erupted in powerful spurts that resonated through her entire being, each wave bringing her closer to the same impending conclusion.\n\nWhen it finally struck her, Zheradra pressed her chest against Tidecrest's robust form, squeezing her eyes shut and gritting her teeth. Mellow mewls slithered through her snarling fangs, the explosion of sensation dizzying her with its unexpected intensity. Their rapid breaths mingled as their soft moans twined with one another, both dragon and wyvern sunken beneath the same agitated waves of a most thrilling experience.\n\nTidecrest’s throaty growl relaxed first. Then, Zheradra’s. As their breaths once again began to recover, groans and growls filled the air, a primal exchange of fulfilled desires and mutual respect.\n\n“Well…I suppose this more than pays off for the fish.”\n\nFeeling Tidecrest's body relax beneath her, the dragoness allowed herself the pleasure of gyrating her hips to stir some more sensation into his once vigorous member. Tidecrest whined in response, still surreally sensitive.\n\n“Don’t you worry,” she purred as her eyes fluttered open, revealing golden orbs that pulsed with dreamy satisfaction. “I’ll keep you inside me until you are drained of every single drop.”\n\nThe cute, innocent wyvern blinked back a few bliss-laden tears. He only now began to recover his bearing, his gaze reflecting a serenity and fulfillment specific to a male who had just experienced the deepest reaches of carnal bliss.\n\n“So,” she said from her comfortable position atop him, a single forepaw tracing her pads over his cheek, “For how long do your females keep you inside them?”\n\nTidecrest’s jaws parted, only to shut in indecision. His kind knew of no such habits; once done, the two partners separated, unaware of the joys of maintaining their union. Her patience was soon rewarded by Tidecrest's soft, murmured disbelief with this strange custom, his voice a gentle whisper broken by twinges of freshly-creeping sensitivity.\n\n“Seems like you’re close to being done,” she tensed her muscles to draw a cute whine from him. His facial expression, coupled with the slithering distress into his vocalizations, spread her frills in genuine curiosity.\n\nCould it be…\n\nHis sheepish smile said it all. It was true! This really had been his first time finishing inside a female!\n\nToo embarrassed to let her draw his own conclusion, the young male squeaked in protest. “It’s not because of me! The females, they…always jump off me right before I…”\n\n“I am not jumping off you, am I?”\n\nIn response to his candid admission, Zheradra playfully wiggled her hips, causing Tidecrest to whimper slightly, increasingly sensitive from his prolonged time inside her.\n\n“Well, how about this,” she groaned lightly while pushing herself up, releasing both his spent, half-flaccid member as well as goops and trickles of his pungent, briny seed. “I teach you more about how we dragons treat our partners, and in return, you fill my belly with fish. Agreed?”\n\n[color=#e67e23][b]***THE END***[/b][/color]\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Description: Unable to help herself from plundering the fishing pit of a diligent wyvern, Zheradra thinks of a fitting way to soothe her freshly angered companion.

Zheradra(C) is my character

Tidecrest(C) belongs to https://www.furaffinity.net/user/desertgnoll/

Art done by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/erganyfox/

****An intro to new pleasures****

Perched on the jagged edge of a towering cliff, Zheradra gazed at the vast expanse of the ocean sprawling beneath her. The late noon sun cast an enchanting golden glow upon the gentle waves, creating a captivating dance of light.

Enchanting scenery, to be sure. Not one she could get used to, with all this pawpads-scorching sand lying about. But tolerable on the short term.

This territory’s dweller shared none of her thinking. Glaive wyverns thrived within those brine-filled winds, their dexterous paws primed to sink into the waves and snatch their favorite meal. Most wild dragons were prone to draw the wrong conclusions about them; that they only feasted on fish.

Zheradra knew it to be different. Rare though those cases might have been, Glaive Wyverns had reached further into the mainland on select occasions, yet they never dwelled there for long enough to start a new colony.

Tidecrest, her subject for today, belonged to no colony. Similar to wolves, his species had the habit of sending excess males off to the farther reaches of their territory—and sometimes past that. Whether it was by sheer chance or keen insight, this young male secured himself a decent enough territory to sustain himself without exerting himself too much. The fish here seemed plentiful enough as the red dragoness watched her target expertly fish in the shallows, tail flicking in heightening interest for what he had to offer.

His technique, like all the rest of his kind, relied on the swift snatching of prey using his agile paws. Instead of diving through the waves like seabirds, Tidecrest adeptly snatched fish from the water with his well-honed talons, displaying a finesse that piqued Zheradra's curiosity.

Her eyes trailed Tidecrest as he moved toward the shore, depositing his bounty in a shallow pit. The pile of fish he amassed glittered under the sun, their silver scales an attractive enough sight to get her paws restless. A smirk stretched the corners of Zheradra’s snout as an idea began to take shape.

First, she waited for Tidecrest to push himself into the skies for yet another fishing trip. Once his frame became a distant speck in the orange-tinted sky, the dragoness pushed herself up onto her paws and jumped off the edge of her lofty perch. A few flaps of her wings saw her land gracefully on the soft sand of the shore.

“Hsssss!” the dragoness pranced and fluttered her wings upon contact with the searing sand. It stung. A bit.

But the sensation was a mere bother compared to the reward waiting just a dozen feet away.

Her maw drooling from the stale yet inviting scent of Tidecrest’s bounty, the dragoness made her way over to it. Her forked tongue snaked out of her maw, trailing over her lips in brief, repetitive strokes meant to hold her overflowing saliva at bay.

As soon as she reached her target, her fangs snatched the first scaled morsel they found.  Too impatient to scale it with her claws, the dragoness bit down on it to sever it in two so that each side of her jaws had something to chew on.

The fish's flavor exploded in her mouth. It was unexpectedly rich, with a fresh, briny taste that perfectly captured the essence of the sea.

Overwhelmed by the delightful sensation, Zheradra gulped it all down and went for another. Still wet and slimy, it caused her eyes to gape as she gagged and spat it back into her maw, as it far too easily slid down her throat.

That mistake averted, her fangs made quick work of the plump morsel, a thrum of ecstasy brewing in her throat.

Another one. And another.

Although slightly different in size and shape, all of Tidecrest’s catch had unparalleled taste to her previous few encounters with the bounties of the sea. The flesh was tender, lubricated with fat that added a subtle richness that enhanced the flavor. Zheradra found herself unable to stop herself from slowly depleting the wyvern’s trove, the experience far surpassing her expectations.

As she reached for the second to last fish, Tidecrest’s impending arrival colored the edge of her vision. Fish still in her mouth, Zheradra scampered to the side of his fishing pit while furiously chewing on it to ready her tongue for the upcoming argument.

His screech greeted her first. In a swift and foolish motion, the young male decided to alter his course and descend where she stood. His talons cast his catch back into the sea, raising the frilled spines along the back of Zheradra’s nape with this asinine gesture.

If that was what he intended, then…

Zheradra bolted for his fishing pit to grab the last of his prey between her teeth, guiding it into her maw. She took her time munching on this one. The last morsel in the stash always tasted oh so fine!

“Just what do you think you’re doing?!” Tidecrest’s frustration exploded out of his chest.

“Hrrmph…” she met his question with a snort of defiance. Smaller than she expected. In every regard.

As the male lunged at her to see her away from his bounty, all Zheradra had to do was leap away with a flutter of her wings. His crest and ears sank in unison upon noticing the infuriating emptiness of his pit. Then, he bared his fangs.

Zheradra licked her lips at the threat, savoring the lingering aroma of his now-nonexistent meal.

"Thank you for this delectable snack," she purred, her voice laced with disarming playfulness. Her gaze remained fixated on Tidecrest as the wyvern leaned forward on his wings.

Compared to his, her stance remained the same, relaxed and unbothered. That must have fazed her companion a bit, for doubt began to creep in his elusive orange eyes. Rather than keep her in his sight at all times, Tidecrest began glancing around for escape opportunities, should the tides turn in her favor.

“I do plan to reward you for it,” she cooed. It was far too early to push him away, and besides, she really did mean it!

Tidecrest hissed his displeasure at her audacity. Yet Zheradra merely grinned, thoroughly enjoying the game she had initiated. Tidecrest intrigued her, first with his evident skill, and now, with his unexpectedly defensive position against a dragon much more experienced than him.

Not in just combat, mind you.

“You are—you shouldn’t have done that!” He attempted to screech back a second challenge at her. It came out soft, more like a plea to let him go. “You left me with nothing! Not even a single fish! What am I to eat now?!”

Me, Zheradra thought. The blood rushing into her cheek frills often played with her mind like that, putting all manner of ridiculous thoughts into her head.

“You can spend the time deciding on how to go about punishing me, or you can head back out there and catch at least several more fish before the sun sinks, mrrm?”

Tidecrest’s verve faltered. Tension eased within his forelimbs as he flopped back onto his haunches, wings curled around himself.

What a pouty hatchling…

"I really do mean it. I have watched you for a little while. I saw what you’re capable of when you put your mind to it," Zheradra complimented his efforts. "Though if you were to ask me, I’d much rather prefer the present company. I do not intend to stay the night, you see.”

“What worry is that of mine?” The wyvern spat, even as her gaze quickly analyzed the enticing shapes of her body.

“None at all,” Zheradra said on the way to the fishing pit. One at a time, she dipped her paws into the lukewarm water pooled into it to soothe this torrid sunset sensation. “While I do prefer to avoid leaving without returning the favor, you are not obligated to play my games.”

“Games?” The wyvern perked up, crest spines flared. “You invade my territory, plunder my fishing pit, and consider it a game?”

“Well…” Zheradra wove her way around the empty pit and over to her companion. “Yes.”

Although he emitted a low, scorn-filled hiss, Tidecrest said no more.

“All games come with rewards.” She settled on her side several feet from him, relishing the sand’s warmth upon the red and rosy scales of flank and belly. “It’s how we motivate hatchlings to do…well, anything other than sleeping.”

She looked away from him for a moment. In order to gain his trust, she needed to give him a little bit of space. While most of his kind shared certain similarities, Zheradra quite fancied the pleasant white of his lower jaw, as well as the subtlety of his dark stripes. His paws, equipped with 3 talons and a fourth, smaller grabber, undoubtedly relieved the pressing need to shoot his seed now and then, for he did not smell all that desperate.

Or perhaps…perhaps she had misjudged him and the availability of females within these parts.

“I know what you’re doing.”

The sudden sound of his voice drew her attention back to him.

“And that is?”

“You want to rrr…take advantage of…my species and yours.”

His snout immediately fled under a wing. Whether in fear of retribution aimed at the boldness of his remark or utter shame, she didn’t care.

“And is that wrong?” a tantalizing purr awoke within her throat as the dragoness lifted herself up on her fours. “Wasn’t that the first thought to cross your mind upon smelling the sweeter tang of my gender?”

Her words seemed to increase his discomfort, enough to cause him to scramble onto his paws and male a slow, awkward retreat.

“I didn’t…you are a thief!” He snapped. “A four-limbed, imposing, likely dangerous one, but a thief nonetheless!”

“It’s not stealing if I offer something in return.”

Zheradra continued to close the distance between them, up until the moment Tidecrest’s paws met one another. In a bout of panic with the vulnerability his clumsiness displayed, Tidecrest flipped over and exposed his belly in submission.

“I’m sorry!” Fear burst out of him in the form of an endearing squeak. “The fish is not actually that important to me! I’m not even hungry!”

Zheradra let out a soft chuckle. Not out of mockery, but from a sense of endearment. She trailed over his still legs, minding not the agitated clenching of his toes. Little by little, her imposing figure began to cast its shadow over the white of his belly, with only his throat remaining free for the sun to kiss.

"Oh, I think you are, but not for fish," she purred while bringing her vent above him. Tidecrest immediately took note of that. The muscles of his throat contracted as he gulped down his pang of anxiety with this situation, yet he did nothing to stop it. Legs spread, tail out of the way, the male surrendered to her dominance, as anticipated.

Zheradra leaned down, her snout inches from his. "Doesn’t every wyvern wish to learn about dragons? Well then…here is your chance," she whispered, her warm breath caressing his pebbly scales.

Tidecrest's eyes widened. His entire frame was on edge given the stiffness of his muscles, yet he remained strangely acceptant of her dominance.

"I... Yes, I…did ponder a few times on what happens when I…you know, with a dragoness," he stammered, his voice an enticing mixture apprehension and curiosity.

Zheradra smiled at that. "Let me get you started on some basics," she suggested as her cheek frills folded to denote her comfortable position with these dynamics. "Dragons value strength, but also intelligence and cunning. We don't just intrude into one’s territory; we charm, we negotiate, we…trade."

Tidecrest’s ears swiveled in bewilderment with her last statement, but he did not contradict her.

“Your version of trading is quite different than ours,” he said on a more even tone. Much to her satisfaction, his initial fear gradually began to give way to fascination.

"And then there is this," he pointed a wing talon at her. More precisely, at how she loomed above him.

Zheradra's grin widened. "Ah, this is about asserting presence. Confidence is quite attractive, isn’t it? It’s not always about physical strength. The ability to be in control—to guide—is just as important."

She shifted slightly to permit him more space while still maintaining her dominant posture. "You see, it's not just about taking the first step. It's about understanding your partner, their desires, their fears. And sometimes, it's about letting them take the lead. To show trust."

Tidecrest's breathing steadied, his initial apprehension replaced by a growing calmness. "So, by showing my belly... I accidentally..."

"Yes," Zheradra finished for him. "And look what that got you. Much better than a brawl, is it?"

Without waiting for him to speak, Zheradra’s lifted her right forepaw and dusted it on his chest. Her pads cleared of sand, she directed it as his underbelly to carefully stroke around his genital vent. Tidecrest sucked in a sharp breath, his knees pulling up in surprise.

"In the dance of dominance and submission, trust is the strongest bond," Zheradra murmured as her toe pads glided over the soft flesh of his vent on the way to the other side. "And I think you are beginning to understand that, yes?"

Tidecrest nodded, lost for words. For Zheradra, this marked another one of her conquests, but this time, it felt different. More fulfilling. She was not just taking; she was teaching, guiding, and that made the payoff all the more erotic to her.

“Do you enjoy my touch?” her sultry words washed over his agape maw.

“Y—yes,” he murmured, his long tongue rushing out of his maw to wet his lips. “Your pads are so…hhhrrrhhh…soft and…warrrm...”

The young male’s nervousness was evident in the involuntary twitches of his toes and claws, yet that soon grew overshadowed by the stiffness poking at her toes.

Zheradra’s breath hitched for a second as she gripped his malehood, the feel of soft, hardening flesh wriggling its way between her toes exquisite.

"You're quite responsive, aren't you?" Zheradra teased. Delight flowed through her upon feeling his body respond to her touch. It throbbed, twitched, wriggled. The more of it slipped out of its den, the thicker and more responsive it became. Soon, her paw could no longer contain it. She had to let go of it.

And when she did, the nimble tip curled around one of her digits, not wishing to let go of it in turn.

"Impressive," she murmured, her tone low and laden with lust. Her hindquarters a mass of trembling excitement, the dragoness’ forepaw retreated to her maw. Tidecrest’s eyes bulged upon witnessing her tongue taste the slime of his emerging cock, yet her chortle immediately put him at ease.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” she let out a throaty growl. “Your spice isn’t as strong as I envisioned.”

“I…” his gaze slipped to the side, “You’re not the first to…”

“But I am the first dragon, am I not?”

Now properly lubricated, her forepaw reached behind once again, her touch gentle yet deliberate as she began to explore the entirety of his now fully erect shaft.

Tidecrest’s spine instantly arched. A soft gasp trailed its way past the sharp tip of his snout as his body quivered under her caress. "Your... your paws," he stammered. "They feel... incredible."

Zheradra chuckled, a sound rife with confidence and allure. "Enjoying my pads, are you?" she released a flirtatious coo, her tongue flicking out to moisten her lips. "Oh, Tidecrest, you have much to learn about the pleasures a dragoness can offer."

Her gaze, intense and inviting, held his as she continued to stroke him, her movements becoming more purposeful. Tidecrest writhed under her touch, his breaths growing heavier. Each shuddering exhale mirrored the movements of her deft toes, each of them knowing where and how to grab and stroke.

"You're just beginning to discover," Zheradra whispered, leaning closer to his ear, “that there are depths of pleasure you haven't even imagined."

Tidecrest's eyes fluttered closed, his body succumbing to the sensations she elicited. Zheradra continued to watch him closely, relishing the sense of satisfaction washing over her. She had him entranced; captivated by her touch, by her very presence.

"Surrender yourself to the sensations," she urged, her voice a gentle command. "Let them carry you where they please."

Tidecrest nodded weakly. His submission grew evident in his relaxed posture, in the way his cock twitched and throbbed under her caress.

Zheradra's heart swelled with triumph. She had managed to tame this darling, not through force like she had initially expected, but through the allure of her own charm.

“Well now…” Zheradra purred as she began backpedaling on three paws while her fourth maintained her interaction with Tidecrest’s wiggly member to keep him on edge. “I believe you are ready for the next stage.”

“W—what?” his enamored eyes snapped to the harsh reality of this sudden change. “W—what are you…?”

“Mrrrr, allow me to show you,” the dragoness said as her moist pads parted ways with his shaft. Her snout hovered above his fully aroused form, taking her time to familiarize herself with his unique smell. She inhaled deeply, exploring the scent of his arousal. It was a stimulating mix of potent longing, laced with the subtle briny notes that marked his species’ affinity for the ocean. Each sniff she took brought her closer to understanding the depth of his desire while also inflaming her own throbbing passion.

Without explaining herself to him any further, Zheradra's tongue unfurled and gently wrapped around Tidecrest's member.

His reaction was immediate.

A sharp, audible gasp burst from the depths of his throat, his entire body twitching, writhing and shivering the more of his cock she guided into her maw.

“P—please!” He screeched, both of his wing arms rushing to hug his snout as his cock hardened with the telltale signs of early ejaculation.

Zheradra did not pay that any attention. Instead, she loosened her grip around his tip and insisted more on his base. Her throat gently secured the tapered part of his member, its relaxed state preventing him from bursting too quickly.

Nonetheless, Tidecrest's growls intermingled with involuntary screeches. His talons dug into the sand, trying to anchor himself against the wave of sensations crashing over him. His member pulsed and tensed against her tongue, each violent pulse sending jolts of noticeable pleasure through his body.

"Stop... too much... too warm!" he managed to utter between gasps, the urgency in his voice laden with a mix of pleasure and panic.

Zheradra eased back, releasing him from the warm confines of her mouth. A dreamy expression hung over her as she swallowed more of his exotic aroma, her own breath heavy from excitement.

"You don't do this, Tidecrest?" she asked. "Don't Glaive Wyverns enjoy such pleasures?"

Tidecrest took some time to understand the question, panting, chest heaving as he tried to regain his composure. "We... we do not," he admitted, still reeling from the intensity of her ministrations. "I've never... experienced anything like that."

Zheradra's smirk widened as she observed his flustered state. "Well, consider this your introduction to new experiences.” Her voice dripped with satisfaction, as did her now-sweltering and fully aroused vent. "There is much I can teach you, Tidecrest. Much that you have yet to explore."

Having said that, the dragoness returned to her former position. Her snout pressed against Tidecrest, tongue gently sweeping over his brow in a gesture of both comfort and control. "Do not fret," she whispered, her breath warm against his scales, "if you are too quick to release your seed. I find such eagerness exquisite."

Her hips aligned with his underbelly, denying him any chance to respond verbally. The moment was hers to command, and she relished it. As she lowered herself further and further, the tip of Tidecrest's shaft gently breached her entrance. A mutual jolt of pleasure rushed through both their bodies at the same time, their gasps intertwined.

Tidecrest, however, proved to be far wilder in expressing himself. His body immediately tensed the more he sank inside her, muscles seizing in a silent scream of ecstasy. His maw gaped wide, shocked by the overwhelming sensations coursing through him.

Zheradra rumbled in contentment to see him so enraptured by the clenches and squeezes of her body. His member, though unfamiliar in its wyvern nature, squirmed and twisted within her in a dance of primal need. Each movement filled her with sharp twinges of shocking delight, causing her hindquarters to buck and tremble. Her tail, tool, swished and arched erratically, bracing her against an unexpectedly early climax.

“You’re so…overly eager to seed…” Zheradra huffed. Despite the strong gripping of her powerful muscles, his member still jerked and writhed inside her, hitting far too many pleasurable spots for her to maintain her composure.

Zheradra's eyes fluttered closed, her hips arcing up and down to the jerky rhythm of their union. Her breaths became labored, mixing with the sound of the ocean's waves in a symphony of natural desire. It took all of her effort to keep her pace even; to avoid surrendering to weakness before he did.

Thankfully, he crumbled ahead of her.

Overwhelmed by the torrent of pleasure, his winged arms instinctively grabbed Zheradra’s shoulders, holding fast against that torrent of unbridled delight. His claws, a gentle but firm pressure against her crimson scales, anchored him to the moment so that he could fully savor the inevitable outcome of their union. Every subtle buck of his hips against her carried a desperate intent, an instinctive need to lodge himself as deeply inside her as possible prior to his climax.

Far too close to the brink herself, the dragoness fully pressed her puffy lips against the flushed skin of his underbelly, taking the entirety of Tidecrest into her being. In the same second, the wyvern screeched with all his might, her ubiquitous warmth and insistent tremors far too much for his cock to bear.

Rich, warm jets of his essence burst forth in strong, rapid bursts, filling Zheradra with a sense of completion and utter satisfaction. The dragoness whipped her head back, savoring every single second of this moment. His seed, potent and plentiful, erupted in powerful spurts that resonated through her entire being, each wave bringing her closer to the same impending conclusion.

When it finally struck her, Zheradra pressed her chest against Tidecrest's robust form, squeezing her eyes shut and gritting her teeth. Mellow mewls slithered through her snarling fangs, the explosion of sensation dizzying her with its unexpected intensity. Their rapid breaths mingled as their soft moans twined with one another, both dragon and wyvern sunken beneath the same agitated waves of a most thrilling experience.

Tidecrest’s throaty growl relaxed first. Then, Zheradra’s. As their breaths once again began to recover, groans and growls filled the air, a primal exchange of fulfilled desires and mutual respect.

“Well…I suppose this more than pays off for the fish.”

Feeling Tidecrest's body relax beneath her, the dragoness allowed herself the pleasure of gyrating her hips to stir some more sensation into his once vigorous member. Tidecrest whined in response, still surreally sensitive.

“Don’t you worry,” she purred as her eyes fluttered open, revealing golden orbs that pulsed with dreamy satisfaction. “I’ll keep you inside me until you are drained of every single drop.”

The cute, innocent wyvern blinked back a few bliss-laden tears. He only now began to recover his bearing, his gaze reflecting a serenity and fulfillment specific to a male who had just experienced the deepest reaches of carnal bliss.

“So,” she said from her comfortable position atop him, a single forepaw tracing her pads over his cheek, “For how long do your females keep you inside them?”

Tidecrest’s jaws parted, only to shut in indecision. His kind knew of no such habits; once done, the two partners separated, unaware of the joys of maintaining their union. Her patience was soon rewarded by Tidecrest's soft, murmured disbelief with this strange custom, his voice a gentle whisper broken by twinges of freshly-creeping sensitivity.

“Seems like you’re close to being done,” she tensed her muscles to draw a cute whine from him. His facial expression, coupled with the slithering distress into his vocalizations, spread her frills in genuine curiosity.

Could it be…

His sheepish smile said it all. It was true! This really had been his first time finishing inside a female!

Too embarrassed to let her draw his own conclusion, the young male squeaked in protest. “It’s not because of me! The females, they…always jump off me right before I…”

“I am not jumping off you, am I?”

In response to his candid admission, Zheradra playfully wiggled her hips, causing Tidecrest to whimper slightly, increasingly sensitive from his prolonged time inside her.

“Well, how about this,” she groaned lightly while pushing herself up, releasing both his spent, half-flaccid member as well as goops and trickles of his pungent, briny seed. “I teach you more about how we dragons treat our partners, and in return, you fill my belly with fish. Agreed?”

***THE END***

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