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I absolutely love the way the draw dragon butts and dragon forms in general, and there is something very appealing in the sketchy style of it. The subject obviously needed to have something to do with dragon butts, and I couldn't think of a better hunk to huff than [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/morca]Morca[/url]. \nI meant to write a short story description to go along with this picture, but I somehow got a little carried away and ended up writing 5671 words over 7 hours total, so hopefully at least a few of you enjoy it :P\n\nOnce again thanks to [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/pur3/]Teavern[/url] for job well done, definitely will get more from them in the future.\nBig red beast is [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/morca]Morca[/url] and Naaras' character belongs to me.\n\n-----------------------------------------------------------\n\nUprising! The peasants revolt! The rabble is a-rousing! Unrest spread amongst the neighboring kingdoms and all this was very troubling to the dragon king who ruled over the land that was yet to rebel. The king was of course afraid that it would spread to his lands... and it of course would. But would it? Surely he had ruled well and fair? There may have been a bit of nepotism.. maybe a bit of corruption and.. casual tyranny speckled in every now and then, but... surely his people wouldn't rebel?... and... Ah dang it, his subjects were going to do it too.\n\nAnd do they did.\n\nThe peasant drakes rose up against the ruling house near the borders where the influence of rebel spirit had permeated over, and the king sent his best knights to quell it before it would spread like divine fire or some other such romanticized bollocks. New pockets of uproar would emerge all around and soon the king found his forces were spread well thin. So thin that when it was heard that there was some dissent heard in the heartland, his practical backyard, the king decreed that his son; the young prince should be more than capable of quenching this spark before it lit any fires. The prince didn't have much fighting experience nor leadership experience or much in the way of any experience other than in receiving roles that he had no experience in. But the prince would not need any, all he had to do was look good. The king's royal heir, leading his fine troops as a show of order and class to his subjects. This would at least keep him away from the front lines if anything. “Naaras my boy, I have a job for you!”, and off he went.\n\nNaaras walked through the walkways of their largest heartland settlement, his shining armor flanked on both sides by equally shining armored guards. They walked their practiced ceremonial walk in their mostly ceremonial armor. Naaras and his line was mostly bred for high class representation and thus lacked natural scale armor, so he and his kind would wear knight armor to battle to compensate. Somewhere along the line the armor also became high class and designed for looks, and they had once again unwittingly lost all their protective armor.\nAs they had walked their walk and showed the villagers what's what, they began hearing distant shouts of “Rebels! Hooligans! Ne'er-do-well's!” Naaras became excited. This was it! A little show of bravado and gallantry. He and his warriors would storm in, present themselves and send the small gang of hoodlums running. And as they charged in with their clattering armor, the thought of his impending heroic first victory as a leader made him forget that the gallant warriors next to him were equally foolish and untrained as he was. A fact that came back to his mind all too soon.\n\nWhat happened next would be best described as seven dragons who just found out how wrong they had been suddenly pulled on the handbrake at the same time. They slid to a stop on the grassy field on the edge of town and forest, their paws tearing a break line through the dirt and kicking up grass. It wasn't a mere fistful of rebels, hooligans and ne'er-do-well's. It was at least over a dozen rebels, hooligans and ne'er-do-well's. And they were big. Like I-eat-my-oats-in-the-morning-and-like-it -big. Naaras' eyes darted from left to right before his gaze fixated on the big red center figure with a flaming yellow mane. While their arrival had stopped the royal band in their tracks, Naaras' group's arrival had not even made this other force flinch. With slow and purposeful stride the band of rebels approached them while Naaras was frozen solid. This was the time his training and instincts would take over.. had he had any. His fellow warriors stood behind him, equally stunned and hoping their leader would tell them what to do, whilst Naaras was hoping the very same thing from a higher power. The massive hunk stomped closer, their stares locked in one another's eyes, the bulky male's grin widening the closer he got. Morca came to a stop almost muzzle to muzzle with Naaras, his breath lowly rumbling, hot air blowing out his nostrils against Naaras' face. Naaras pulled his face away to the side just slightly, as much as he dared, while the other rebel dragons kept walking past to his warriors behind him. Morca pushed his snout against Naaras' soft muzzle and sniffed repeatedly, as if sensing prey. He'd push his snout further, dragging it past Naaras' cheek and to his neck, sniffing the noble drake's warm scent. Naaras groaned, his claws clenching in the dirt while this beast huffed him with mischievous intent. This male undoubtedly knew who he was, taking the time to appreciate his high profile catch.\n\nSomething similar was happening to his warriors behind him. Each fine and shining knight flanked by two brutes touching and admiring their lovely slender forms, their dirty paws leaving smudges on their clean hides. Morca didn't say a word as he started to slowly walk past Naaras, dragging his side along as he went, making him feel his power and presence in its entirety. As his haunches passed Naaras' head, Morca's tail teasingly dragged along Naaras' face while he caught a glimpse of two massive orbs swinging past in his periphery. After walking past him, Morca turned around and parked himself side by side with Naaras, skin to skin and in full view of Naaras' fighters standing behind. Two heavy orbs swung and settled next to Naaras' cute and petite rump, the comparison between them made Naaras' warriors see that their leader had no chance in hell against this bull. Each fighter stood still, shyly defeated while a lowly dirty hunk on either side groped their slender forms and started to pull off their armor piece by piece.\n\nNaaras heard this happening but could only focus on the heavy presence by his side. Tingles went down his spine as he felt Morca's paw reach over his back to feel around his other side. “Ah, my prince, how good of you to come down to surrender to me in person~” Morca said with a playful low voice. He gently slid Naaras' helmet off of him while Naaras was too hesitant to resist it. “Sur- surrender?” Naaras asked, still quite dumbstruck whilst his helmet fell to the ground. Suddenly his legs tensed and his eyes opened wide as he felt Morca's paw slide down, all the way down, his strong digits cupping and playing with his smooth balls that fit quite snugly in his grip. Morca kept slowly and gently rubbing Naaras' cute warm sack while his tail coiled and flowed around Naaras'. “Yes~ I don't want to fight a cutie like you, and you don't want to fight me either, do you?”. Naaras squirmed as the male's gentle toes rubbed his sheath, adding a touch of grime and stain on his smooth pink balls. “N-no.. not really, big guy..” Naaras finally replied with a shiver in his breath. He really didn't want to fight this beast either and he was also losing the battle of holding onto any of his dignity as he began to stiffen in Morca's powerful grip. The “big guy” was mostly to keep the beast calm, though part of it did come from a subconscious desire he wasn't aware of yet. Morca just smiled at that. He kept quiet for a bit while he fondled and enjoyed the smooth junk of this noble drake. He could tell Naaras was trying to not get an erection, but him stiffening in his grip anyway and a visible reddening on his cheeks made Morca's own cock poke out of his sheath, already oozing pre. Morca pulled his paw away, all the way back to his own junk, rubbing his open palm against his sheath, getting it sticky and wet with his cum. He pushed against his own grip and groaned, eyeing at the cutie's blushing face for inspiration. He then took his sticky claws back over Naaras' back and reached around to his junk again. His dirty digits wrapped around Naaras' sheath and balls; Rubbing his cum slimy toes around and spreading his sperm on Naaras' sack, making it glisten and shine before he started to slowly jerk Naaras' sheath. The wet sticky paw went [i][b]shlk, shlk, shlp, fllt, fflt [/b][/i]in the quiet still air around them, while the followers of both sides watched and Naaras remained quiet. His junk now smelt heavily of the big hunk's cock, that scent soon reaching Naaras' nares and causing him to blush further.\n\nWhile those quiet but no less sloppy sounds continued, Morca pushed his snout to the side of Naaras' and kissed him on the cheek. He pushed out his tongue and slowly dragged it along his smooth face, his breath hot in Naaras' nares. Morca felt Naaras' own quiet shivering breaths as he did so. There was a low grumble as Morca exhaled, both looking at each other with side eyes before Morca broke the silence with a smooth, low whisper. “I want to feel your royal lips on my rims... become my princess, surrender to me like that~” The mental image of what that would be took a bit of time to form in Naaras' mind. “Right here, right now~”, Morca added. It suddenly occurred to Naaras that they were the center of attention, with all eyes on him, and while he couldn't blush any further, he felt hotter on his cheeks. “But.. what about.. them?” he asked nervously. “Lead by example, princess~ Don't worry, your friends have plenty of tailholes to kiss, you only have to smooch mine~” Morca explained coyfully. “I haven't even.. done anything like that.” Naaras stalled, speaking quietly to keep the rest from hearing their talk. Morca's toes kept tenderly playing with Naaras' balls, lifting them up and down one after another. “But I can tell you're the type to learn quick, and I can see you're an eager spirit. You'll figure it out right quick. All you have to do is push your cute little muzzle under my tail and against my butt and then give it a kiss~.. Can you purse your lips and show me a kiss?” Morca asked patronizingly. It took Naaras a moment to process what he ought to do, looking slightly confused. He then pursed his lips and kissed the air, letting out an audible and exaggerated [i][b]mwah[/b][/i], after which he stared back at Morca to see if he had done the right thing. Morca smiled in approval. “You've got it~”. Then Naaras felt his touch depart from his petite nuts as Morca brought his cum coated and grimy fist up in front of Naaras' face. He formed an 'o' shape with his thumb and the rest of his digits, the pre-cum shining and oozing down like a thin fresh glaze on a donut. Naaras' head pulled back instinctively, the rousing scent and implied visuals hitting him both at once. “Go on, practice a bit~” Morca said with a smile you could hear in his soft voice. Naaras though was apprehensive. “Nnh... I..” - “What's the trouble?” - “Well it's... dirty and.. kind of smells with the-”. Morca then responded with a gentle chuckle, cutting Naaras off. “Well it -[i]is[/i]- ass you're going to be kissing cutie, you don't expect me to bathe before each and every battle, do you? It is what it is princess, and it's gonna be a lot muskier under my tail than up here you know~” Morca told him playfully. Naaras squirmed and tried to mentally prop himself up. He stared at the dirty, butt mimicking fist which Morca clenched tauntingly like a pucker. Slowly and hesitantly Naaras pushed his snout forward with an uncertain grimace. He let out short whines and whimpers as a protest, all the way till his soft snout pushed against the sticky skin of Morca's paw. The sticky wetness felt cold on his nuzzling snout at first before the heat from Morca's flesh warmed his muzzle. “Give it a whiff~” Morca added in. Naaras' nasal whine stopped for a moment. He had remained holding his breath, processing the slimy wet feeling on his snout. His nostrils twitched and he let in a quick sniff that made his legs and butt shiver. He stopped himself from recoiling back but let out a surprised “Nh!” at the heavy scent; the smell of this big male's dick. Morca observed him with delight as Naaras took ever longer whiffs while he slowly got used to the hefty virile fragrance, staring at his fist with eyes slightly rolling under his half closed lids. “Good girl~” Morca said as he slowly grinded and rolled his butt shaped fist on Naaras' snout. “Good giiirl~”. Naaras's claws clenched on the ground, his own dick still mostly in his sheath but a long trail of his pre oozing all the way to the ground. He groaned and whined against Morca's grinding paw before he told him to “Now kiss it~”. Naaras' lips pursed against Morca's soft fist, giving it tiny but repeated smooches that only the two of them could hear. The others behind them could only tell something was happening from Naaras' clenching tailhole as he tried to keep from throbbing but failing. Morca's expression softened suddenly and his eyes dilated as he saw Naaras push his tongue into his fist on his own. Naaras' eye turned to look at Morca's and their gazes locked in a conscious moment, in which they both knew what was going to happen. Morca didn't need to say a thing as their looks had conveyed all those words and more.\n\nMorca kept by Naaras' side, looking at his eyes as Naaras stared back almost with bedroom eyes but less confidently. While he did so, Morca slowly but calculatingly started to snap off and unbuckle Naaras' armor pieces bit by bit. The armor on his chest, the plates on his shoulders and feet, his back... each piece slowly falling to the ground while Naaras stood absolutely still, letting it all happen. His dragon fighters saw their leader stripped down to his bare smooth form, him standing timidly next to this hulking red brute with massive balls. They couldn't help but imagine their prince's tight perky butt being savaged by those heavy slapping orbs, and Naaras' moans would be heard far and wide from the castle tower as this beast made him his own. Finally he stood there, fully stripped and bare. Morca admired his slender form, slowly looking across his perfectly soft skin from front to back. He laid his palm on Naaras' curvy haunch and slid his it along his gentle and slim form, leaving a trail of wet; a mark of his sperm on him. Continuing to keep silent, Morca started to step forward, his rear dragging along Naaras' side, his tail flowing in the air while his hips swung up and down. As he passed, Naaras' eyes instantly darted to Morca's rear and he finally got to see what his ass looked like. He had never intentionally stared at another male's anus before, but now his gaze switched between it and his mighty balls. He had forgotten just how big his junk was, and suddenly the same thoughts that went through the minds of his fighters also went through his. This beast would absolutely destroy his cute little rump. Morca stepped slightly to the side to clamber a mound of rock and dirt for elevation, looked back, and skillfully swung and wrapped the end of his tail around Naaras' neck. “It's time cutie~” Morca finally spoke at him, gently tugging him forward with his tail, guiding him with it. Naaras didn't object, though the sight of his actual ass did make it hit home that this was actually happening; his lips would touch someone's butt. Morca could feel the slightest bit of hesitation as he pulled Naaras along with his tail the closer he got. Naaras was stepping nearer, eyes fixated on that soft looking pillow of meat. He realized he had been holding his breath. Perhaps continually breathing it in would've made the transition from musky to hell of a lot musky less striking, but was it too late now? Should he start breathing in now or wait? Before he could make up his mind he found himself a few inches away from his rims, the distance of which Morca closed in himself by pressing his rump out towards him. Naaras' soft snout pressing against the equally soft pucker, Morca's puffy rims spread lightly over Naaras' snout and nostrils like a pillow as they squeezed against each other. Naaras closed his eyes as he felt it happen, no longer thinking about it as a supposed outcome to get himself out of. There was no going back from this, no way to save face. The reactions of his friends at the back of his mind, unable to do anything to stop that. In a way it felt liberating to him. No need to uphold his pride to them anymore, they'd all meet the same fate as he now did. Seven pretty muzzles kissing the seven clenching puckers of their conquerors... but for now they just had to watch. To watch and to hear their noble prince sniff his opponent's butt in defeat.\n\n“Oh g-gawdh...” Naaras moaned out muffled against Morca's soft pucker. The first whiff had been overbearing, making his knees feel weak enough to force him to spread his legs out for support. His feet and rump were tense and clenched as he rapidly breathed through his gritted teeth, his eyes wide open. Morca grinned at the feeling of hot rapid breaths on his rims but let Naaras acclimate on his own time. “Shh, you're doing fine cutie, slooow~” he consoled. Naaras' breaths slowly stabilized and calmed, and when he felt he was ready for it, he took another whiff. Morca felt a current of air over the wrinkles of his pucker as the air rushed past them to Naaras' nares, drawing in the heavy musk straight from the source. Naaras' claws dug into the grass as he huffed and moaned a whiny “Nnnhh!”. He panted once again through his gritted teeth, hot air blowing against Morca's butt and wafting his scent everywhere around Naaras' head. His mind felt like it was spinning slightly, and he decided to take smaller huffs like he had done with his paw before. Naaras drew in short sniffs; panting with his breath shivering after a few whiffs, before then starting again. He sniffed deeper, he sniffed longer, his breathing calming down after a while. As he kept his snout pushed in and huffing this strong male's ass, he began to slowly lay down partially on his side. With each short sniff he'd lay himself lower, till he was laying relaxed on the ground entirely, his snout never leaving Morca's rims. He settled down comfortably, the passage of time no longer apparent as his half shut eyes stared at the wrinkly hole before him, the meaty haunches and the thick tail all in his view.. and those balls just hanging there in their full splendor.\n\nMorca let out a sigh and his expression grew warmer. He couldn't really see Naaras' face behind his rump, but he looked back at his petite curvy body and saw Naaras' total submission in his relaxed stance. Morca moved his heavy tail along Naaras' soft body, caressing his conquest and showing Naaras and all the others his want and claim over him. Naaras started to feel like melting before this mighty male, the effeminate features of his personality coming to the surface and pushing his malehood back, to better serve his new role to this male. Naaras' saliva was droling down Morca's taint from his slightly open lips. Realizing this Naaras quickly slurped it, as if afraid of making a mess, before realizing that again; it was ass he was kissing. This handsome drake smelt so heavily of musk and sexual power that it now made Naaras weak with lust and desire to be his; fought for and kept from other males, defending his catch and claim. Naaras closed his eyes and pursed his lips.. he sucked on the wrinkly soft pillow of meat, some air fizzling from the saliva wet cracks in between his mouth and his rims. He made a point to make it a long, drawn out and audible kiss the whole way. *[i][b]FfffffffffshhhhhmmmMMWAHHhhhh[/b][/i]~* his lips smacked loudly as he gave his first kiss, his literal first kiss, to another male's tailhole.\n\nAs Morca began hearing and feeling repeated tiny kisses on his butt, he warmed at the sobering thought of it all. What a catch this lil' royal cutie was and how exciting was the thought of pumping his pent up rowdyness and passion into his soft cute tailhole when ever he desired. Overthrowing a kingdom suddenly didn't feel nearly as enticing as this eager little butt kisser. Forget about sacking the castle coffers, this prince's butt was all the luxury he'd need.\nAs if from an ingrained need for formality and ceremony, Naaras reached with both of his paws to hold onto Morca's heavy sack, lifting the full nuts slightly as he kissed his ass. “I.. [i][b]smooch[/b][/i] surrender.. *[i][b]mwah[/b][/i]* mighty.. *[i][b]smack[/b][/i]* stud.. *[i][b]smooch[/b][/i]*” Naaras decreed, punctuating each word with a kiss. Morca grinned and pushed himself back, making Naaras' snout push slightly deeper into his tailhole, entirely wrapping over his nostrils for the moment. “I accept your surrender.. and claim you mine, princess~”. Morca eased on the push now but clenched his butt against Naaras' snout as if to kiss back. Naaras took this moment to go in deeper as if to seal the deal. He pushed his meaty tongue out into the soft grip of Morca's snug tailhole and stuffed it deeper into his rectum. Morca clenched at this, slightly pushing Naaras' tongue out, but Naaras pushed it back and deeper still. He pulled it out and then pushed again, repeating this slowly but methodically. Morca couldn't help but sigh in pleasure as his tailhole relaxed. His balls churning all the while, building up a load for their new boy toy. His wet smooth tongue went *[i][b]shlk shlk shlrp[/b][/i]* into that ever wettening ass, the taste of salty sweat savory on his tongue. After a while Naaras pulled back from the now wet and glistening anus, dozens of saliva strands connecting the tip of his muzzle and tongue in a sticky web to Morca's ass. He huffed at it, his hot breath almost steaming on it. He looked down at the two heavy orbs in his paws and pushed his snout between them, smelling the sweaty musk of Morca's malehood. He gave each shiny orb a kiss to show respect at his masculine superiority, further cementing Naaras' new more effeminate role in his own mind. “Look at these fucking things” -he thought to himself. How would he even begin to stand a chance against someone with these.. it's hardly fair, but oh well.\n\nMorca slowly turned around to face his new dragoness and found Naaras gazing back at him. Their stares locked, studying one another. Naaras blushed again from the eye contact with a drake whose ass had just touched his lips, the smell of his butt and junk still fresh on his nostrils. Morca smiled and stepped over to Naaras, lowering his head to give a single smooch on his blushing snout. He continued his stride walking over him and dragging his sweaty heavy nuts over the cutie's face, after which they flopped down and swung around as he once again turned around over Naaras. He crouched down, lowering his full nuts onto Naaras' soft rump, sliding them down his buttcheek and further down onto his smooth balls. Morca kept some of his weight up himself, but the majority of which he didn't, pinned Naaras down underneath him. Suddenly feeling such a heavy and meaty yet warm pressure spread over him as the big hunk of a male settled down, almost gave him shivers. He felt so small in comparison, but in his mind he welcomed it. He felt Morca's junk settle on his hind, those full balls slumping and sagging onto his. Morca was looking down at Naaras smiling, though Naaras wasn't eyeing back at him. Morca slowly rubbed his hind side to side, making his balls drag over Naaras' smooth sack and taint, enjoying the silky feeling sensation of it. With great effort Morca had successfully remained sheathed still, though he was leaking quite heavily on his new boy toy's thigh. That musky, leaking sheath pressed down and slid lover, leaving a trail of pre along its path as it slid down under Naaras' tail. Both their hearts had began to race, their breaths becoming more and more audible in anticipation. Morca pushed his sloppy sheath entrance against Naaras' soft pucker, peeling the sheath back enough for the tip of his cock to kiss Naaras' rims. Naaras squeaked and clenched against it, before relaxing his butt again as much as he could under the circumstances. Morca rested his palms on Naaras' shoulder, let out a low growl and a shake as he got the shivers. As he observed Naaras' anticipation and body language, he confirmed what he already knew; he was the first to claim him. While someone of his own size would've probably been easier for Naaras' first experience of taking it up the ass, Morca would take it slowly with him. Wouldn't want to break a precious little cutie on the first run, though Naaras would later find out just how hard he could fuck if he wanted to.\n\nMorca finally stopped holding back and pushed his sheath to Naaras' soft tailhole, moving his raised leg slightly further on top of Naaras' thigh. Naaras unf'd and gasped silently. He felt Morca's tip push against his pucker with ever growing pressure. He'd clench hard at first before realizing he'd have to relax it if he wanted this to go smoothly. It took a lot of focus and restraint on his part, but as he unpuckered, Morca's smooth glans started to spread him open as it slowly stiffened into him. Naaras could feel him throb, his erection grow out of his sheath straight inside him. Naaras moaned with a nasal whine as the full size of the glans slipped in, his anus wrapping past it and his rims pressing against Morca's sticky sheath once again. Morca's low grunts and huffs accompanied his stiffening girth, his penis growing deeper as his erection inside Naaras' warmth was now unstoppable. Naaras moaned more audibly now, his own cock stiffening and throbbing, causing his anus to clench around his conquering male. Morca felt each clench squeeze around his cock tightly in an already snug boy-ass. He enjoyed it immensely, his voice almost breaking during a groan. To appreciate and encourage his puckering, Morca lowered his head down onto the top of Naaras' snout and kissed it; one smooch after each clench, his soft lips and hot breath on Naaras' nostrils. Naaras' cheeks were hot with fluster, his eyes closed and him trying to focus on the now fully erect male deep in his ass. Each powerful throb of the hunk made him feel like he could lift his rump off the ground with it. He no longer felt a sheath pressing against his rims, but something more smooth and hard; the beast's knot. It occurred to him that if he was to tie him, this brute of a male could just drag him around with ease and there was nothing he could do.\n\nTo Naaras' surprise and delight, Morca was being quite delicate. He listened to his low grunts and growls and felt his hot breath on his face while Morca slowly rocked back and forth against his perky butt. It was more a squeeze against his rump rather than a full on thrust, as his cock never really drew out of Naaras' tailhole, just pushed deeper in. Naaras' butt was squishy and bouncy in that lovely way a curvy behind is. Morca didn't feel the need to go any faster than this slow thrusting grind. He got to feel his submissive drake male all over while fucking so snugly skin to skin. His big balls touching and rubbing against Naaras', his own tailhole puckering as he throbbed in his warm tight depths. There weren't many eyes on them anymore as Naaras' fighters were too busy having their snouts against puckers themselves, rimming their opponents as each butt was introduced to each muzzle. The “battle”field was now mostly a cacophony of moans and whines while Morca and Naaras mostly just focused on each others noises, surrounded by the heavy smell of sex wafting from behind them. While time seemed to stand still, it still kept passing; Naaras' belly becoming stickier and messier as his own cock kept throbbing against it. He moaned out multiple times thinking he had blown his load, but hadn't ejaculated after all. He didn't know what these orgasms without ejaculation were, but he enjoyed them heartily. Morca exhaled with a shaky breath. “Ready to tie the knot and seal the deal, cutie? Any longer and I'm gonna cum before it..” There was already plenty of his cum inside Naaras just from leaking alone, Naaras knew that much, but he did want to feel the full ejaculation of a pent up male. “Mnnh, do it.. this is as loose as I'm going to get from this~” Naaras said softly. Morca smiled and fixed his grip with all of his four limbs, shuffling into a good thrust position. “Here it comes princess~”. Naaras inhaled and focused in trying to relax his hole and to keep it relaxed through it. Morca gave him just enough time for this before he started to push, Naaras immediately feeling the pressure and his tailhole spreading around the cum slick knot. “Nnnnnyyaaaah!” Naaras moaned out, but was quickly muffled by Morca's claws, that dirty paw from before now holding onto the tip of his muzzle. Naaras moaned into it and inhaled the smell of sex present on it. He ended on a higher and louder note as Morca's slick knot slipped inside like it was sucked in, his spread anus wrapping tightly around the base of the pulsing knot as Morca began to ejaculate. His pent up balls were under such pressure to release, that as he finally did, his glans squirted a thick jet of sperm with enough force to splash and penetrate deep into Naaras' guts, a feeling he had never even imagined before, followed by another powerful throb and an insemination of more thick dragon sperm. Morca roared deep with his teeth clenched in a grimace of pleasure, his balls pumping his plentiful orgasm into the cutie's lovely tight boy-hole. Finally Naaras had the kind of orgasm he was more familiar with, his own cock spurting his its load all over his belly and the ground below. His cock slapping against his smooth sticky belly with each throb, his anus clenching hard around Morca's knot along with it.\n\nThey both panted, Naaras' cheeks flushed in embarrassment from each look into Morca's eyes. Morca shook his upper body as a shiver of pleasure traveled through him all the way down to the tip of his tail. They laid there, letting every drop ooze into Naaras, waiting till his knot would shrink enough to be pulled out. It took about 10 minutes of blushing silence between them as they listened to the sounds coming from the mating dragons behind them, before Morca felt he could pull out successfully. “Relax if you can~” Morca advised before he positioned his rear feet better to pull out of his filled-to-the-brim dragoness. He began pushing against Naaras, pulling on his knot that was in turn pulling on the inside of Naaras' rims, pulling them outwards. Naaras groaned continually, growing louder in volume the more Morca pulled. His wrinkled tailhole was pulled further outwards, becoming smooth and forming in the shape of a knot inside, slowly spreading with the aid of slippery sperm. Then suddenly, Morca's knot popped out with a loud *[i][b]Plop![/b][/i]*, releasing a splattering ooze of cum trapped behind it while half of his cock still remained inside. He slowly pulled the latter half out, dragging out more cum along with it that flowed down Naaras' taint and buttcheek to the ground. It finally came down to the tip, the girthy glans pulling on Naaras' rims some before it too flopped out with a softer *[i][b]plop[/b][/i]*, aided by the pressure of sperm pushing out. A gush of Morca's orgasm followed in a torrent after it, landing on the ground and Naaras' butt with a sloppy [i][b]shlob![/b][/i]\n\nAs Morca stood up, his cock and balls trailed strands of cum onto Naaras' used rump. He stepped to the side and took a look at the mess he made of the cutie's butt. He gave Naaras' buttcheek a firm slap that sent waves through his belly and foot. “Get on your feet princess, time to show me around the castle. Particularly the throne room and your bedroom~”. Naaras smiled, rolled his eyes and shook his head. He got up slowly as his feet were quite shaky. After gaining confidence in his ability to stand and walk. He turned around, saying “Well, right this way then, big guy~”, giving him a little teasing glance and walking away. His hips swung with more emphasis on being sexy than he'd normally walk with, though part of it came from the awkward gate after having a huge dick up your ass. Naaras wondered if they would do it a lot harder next time..\n\n.. and do they did.\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "I've been meaning to commission Teavern for some time now and when he opened up I had to grab at the chance to get some art from them. I absolutely love the way the draw dragon butts and dragon forms in general, and there is something very appealing in the sketchy style of it. The subject obviously needed to have something to do with dragon butts, and I couldn't think of a better hunk to huff than Morca.
I meant to write a short story description to go along with this picture, but I somehow got a little carried away and ended up writing 5671 words over 7 hours total, so hopefully at least a few of you enjoy it :P

Once again thanks to Teavern for job well done, definitely will get more from them in the future.
Big red beast is Morca and Naaras' character belongs to me.

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Uprising! The peasants revolt! The rabble is a-rousing! Unrest spread amongst the neighboring kingdoms and all this was very troubling to the dragon king who ruled over the land that was yet to rebel. The king was of course afraid that it would spread to his lands... and it of course would. But would it? Surely he had ruled well and fair? There may have been a bit of nepotism.. maybe a bit of corruption and.. casual tyranny speckled in every now and then, but... surely his people wouldn't rebel?... and... Ah dang it, his subjects were going to do it too.

And do they did.

The peasant drakes rose up against the ruling house near the borders where the influence of rebel spirit had permeated over, and the king sent his best knights to quell it before it would spread like divine fire or some other such romanticized bollocks. New pockets of uproar would emerge all around and soon the king found his forces were spread well thin. So thin that when it was heard that there was some dissent heard in the heartland, his practical backyard, the king decreed that his son; the young prince should be more than capable of quenching this spark before it lit any fires. The prince didn't have much fighting experience nor leadership experience or much in the way of any experience other than in receiving roles that he had no experience in. But the prince would not need any, all he had to do was look good. The king's royal heir, leading his fine troops as a show of order and class to his subjects. This would at least keep him away from the front lines if anything. “Naaras my boy, I have a job for you!”, and off he went.

Naaras walked through the walkways of their largest heartland settlement, his shining armor flanked on both sides by equally shining armored guards. They walked their practiced ceremonial walk in their mostly ceremonial armor. Naaras and his line was mostly bred for high class representation and thus lacked natural scale armor, so he and his kind would wear knight armor to battle to compensate. Somewhere along the line the armor also became high class and designed for looks, and they had once again unwittingly lost all their protective armor.
As they had walked their walk and showed the villagers what's what, they began hearing distant shouts of “Rebels! Hooligans! Ne'er-do-well's!” Naaras became excited. This was it! A little show of bravado and gallantry. He and his warriors would storm in, present themselves and send the small gang of hoodlums running. And as they charged in with their clattering armor, the thought of his impending heroic first victory as a leader made him forget that the gallant warriors next to him were equally foolish and untrained as he was. A fact that came back to his mind all too soon.

What happened next would be best described as seven dragons who just found out how wrong they had been suddenly pulled on the handbrake at the same time. They slid to a stop on the grassy field on the edge of town and forest, their paws tearing a break line through the dirt and kicking up grass. It wasn't a mere fistful of rebels, hooligans and ne'er-do-well's. It was at least over a dozen rebels, hooligans and ne'er-do-well's. And they were big. Like I-eat-my-oats-in-the-morning-and-like-it -big. Naaras' eyes darted from left to right before his gaze fixated on the big red center figure with a flaming yellow mane. While their arrival had stopped the royal band in their tracks, Naaras' group's arrival had not even made this other force flinch. With slow and purposeful stride the band of rebels approached them while Naaras was frozen solid. This was the time his training and instincts would take over.. had he had any. His fellow warriors stood behind him, equally stunned and hoping their leader would tell them what to do, whilst Naaras was hoping the very same thing from a higher power. The massive hunk stomped closer, their stares locked in one another's eyes, the bulky male's grin widening the closer he got. Morca came to a stop almost muzzle to muzzle with Naaras, his breath lowly rumbling, hot air blowing out his nostrils against Naaras' face. Naaras pulled his face away to the side just slightly, as much as he dared, while the other rebel dragons kept walking past to his warriors behind him. Morca pushed his snout against Naaras' soft muzzle and sniffed repeatedly, as if sensing prey. He'd push his snout further, dragging it past Naaras' cheek and to his neck, sniffing the noble drake's warm scent. Naaras groaned, his claws clenching in the dirt while this beast huffed him with mischievous intent. This male undoubtedly knew who he was, taking the time to appreciate his high profile catch.

Something similar was happening to his warriors behind him. Each fine and shining knight flanked by two brutes touching and admiring their lovely slender forms, their dirty paws leaving smudges on their clean hides. Morca didn't say a word as he started to slowly walk past Naaras, dragging his side along as he went, making him feel his power and presence in its entirety. As his haunches passed Naaras' head, Morca's tail teasingly dragged along Naaras' face while he caught a glimpse of two massive orbs swinging past in his periphery. After walking past him, Morca turned around and parked himself side by side with Naaras, skin to skin and in full view of Naaras' fighters standing behind. Two heavy orbs swung and settled next to Naaras' cute and petite rump, the comparison between them made Naaras' warriors see that their leader had no chance in hell against this bull. Each fighter stood still, shyly defeated while a lowly dirty hunk on either side groped their slender forms and started to pull off their armor piece by piece.

Naaras heard this happening but could only focus on the heavy presence by his side. Tingles went down his spine as he felt Morca's paw reach over his back to feel around his other side. “Ah, my prince, how good of you to come down to surrender to me in person~” Morca said with a playful low voice. He gently slid Naaras' helmet off of him while Naaras was too hesitant to resist it. “Sur- surrender?” Naaras asked, still quite dumbstruck whilst his helmet fell to the ground. Suddenly his legs tensed and his eyes opened wide as he felt Morca's paw slide down, all the way down, his strong digits cupping and playing with his smooth balls that fit quite snugly in his grip. Morca kept slowly and gently rubbing Naaras' cute warm sack while his tail coiled and flowed around Naaras'. “Yes~ I don't want to fight a cutie like you, and you don't want to fight me either, do you?”. Naaras squirmed as the male's gentle toes rubbed his sheath, adding a touch of grime and stain on his smooth pink balls. “N-no.. not really, big guy..” Naaras finally replied with a shiver in his breath. He really didn't want to fight this beast either and he was also losing the battle of holding onto any of his dignity as he began to stiffen in Morca's powerful grip. The “big guy” was mostly to keep the beast calm, though part of it did come from a subconscious desire he wasn't aware of yet. Morca just smiled at that. He kept quiet for a bit while he fondled and enjoyed the smooth junk of this noble drake. He could tell Naaras was trying to not get an erection, but him stiffening in his grip anyway and a visible reddening on his cheeks made Morca's own cock poke out of his sheath, already oozing pre. Morca pulled his paw away, all the way back to his own junk, rubbing his open palm against his sheath, getting it sticky and wet with his cum. He pushed against his own grip and groaned, eyeing at the cutie's blushing face for inspiration. He then took his sticky claws back over Naaras' back and reached around to his junk again. His dirty digits wrapped around Naaras' sheath and balls; Rubbing his cum slimy toes around and spreading his sperm on Naaras' sack, making it glisten and shine before he started to slowly jerk Naaras' sheath. The wet sticky paw went shlk, shlk, shlp, fllt, fflt in the quiet still air around them, while the followers of both sides watched and Naaras remained quiet. His junk now smelt heavily of the big hunk's cock, that scent soon reaching Naaras' nares and causing him to blush further.

While those quiet but no less sloppy sounds continued, Morca pushed his snout to the side of Naaras' and kissed him on the cheek. He pushed out his tongue and slowly dragged it along his smooth face, his breath hot in Naaras' nares. Morca felt Naaras' own quiet shivering breaths as he did so. There was a low grumble as Morca exhaled, both looking at each other with side eyes before Morca broke the silence with a smooth, low whisper. “I want to feel your royal lips on my rims... become my princess, surrender to me like that~” The mental image of what that would be took a bit of time to form in Naaras' mind. “Right here, right now~”, Morca added. It suddenly occurred to Naaras that they were the center of attention, with all eyes on him, and while he couldn't blush any further, he felt hotter on his cheeks. “But.. what about.. them?” he asked nervously. “Lead by example, princess~ Don't worry, your friends have plenty of tailholes to kiss, you only have to smooch mine~” Morca explained coyfully. “I haven't even.. done anything like that.” Naaras stalled, speaking quietly to keep the rest from hearing their talk. Morca's toes kept tenderly playing with Naaras' balls, lifting them up and down one after another. “But I can tell you're the type to learn quick, and I can see you're an eager spirit. You'll figure it out right quick. All you have to do is push your cute little muzzle under my tail and against my butt and then give it a kiss~.. Can you purse your lips and show me a kiss?” Morca asked patronizingly. It took Naaras a moment to process what he ought to do, looking slightly confused. He then pursed his lips and kissed the air, letting out an audible and exaggerated mwah, after which he stared back at Morca to see if he had done the right thing. Morca smiled in approval. “You've got it~”. Then Naaras felt his touch depart from his petite nuts as Morca brought his cum coated and grimy fist up in front of Naaras' face. He formed an 'o' shape with his thumb and the rest of his digits, the pre-cum shining and oozing down like a thin fresh glaze on a donut. Naaras' head pulled back instinctively, the rousing scent and implied visuals hitting him both at once. “Go on, practice a bit~” Morca said with a smile you could hear in his soft voice. Naaras though was apprehensive. “Nnh... I..” - “What's the trouble?” - “Well it's... dirty and.. kind of smells with the-”. Morca then responded with a gentle chuckle, cutting Naaras off. “Well it -is- ass you're going to be kissing cutie, you don't expect me to bathe before each and every battle, do you? It is what it is princess, and it's gonna be a lot muskier under my tail than up here you know~” Morca told him playfully. Naaras squirmed and tried to mentally prop himself up. He stared at the dirty, butt mimicking fist which Morca clenched tauntingly like a pucker. Slowly and hesitantly Naaras pushed his snout forward with an uncertain grimace. He let out short whines and whimpers as a protest, all the way till his soft snout pushed against the sticky skin of Morca's paw. The sticky wetness felt cold on his nuzzling snout at first before the heat from Morca's flesh warmed his muzzle. “Give it a whiff~” Morca added in. Naaras' nasal whine stopped for a moment. He had remained holding his breath, processing the slimy wet feeling on his snout. His nostrils twitched and he let in a quick sniff that made his legs and butt shiver. He stopped himself from recoiling back but let out a surprised “Nh!” at the heavy scent; the smell of this big male's dick. Morca observed him with delight as Naaras took ever longer whiffs while he slowly got used to the hefty virile fragrance, staring at his fist with eyes slightly rolling under his half closed lids. “Good girl~” Morca said as he slowly grinded and rolled his butt shaped fist on Naaras' snout. “Good giiirl~”. Naaras's claws clenched on the ground, his own dick still mostly in his sheath but a long trail of his pre oozing all the way to the ground. He groaned and whined against Morca's grinding paw before he told him to “Now kiss it~”. Naaras' lips pursed against Morca's soft fist, giving it tiny but repeated smooches that only the two of them could hear. The others behind them could only tell something was happening from Naaras' clenching tailhole as he tried to keep from throbbing but failing. Morca's expression softened suddenly and his eyes dilated as he saw Naaras push his tongue into his fist on his own. Naaras' eye turned to look at Morca's and their gazes locked in a conscious moment, in which they both knew what was going to happen. Morca didn't need to say a thing as their looks had conveyed all those words and more.

Morca kept by Naaras' side, looking at his eyes as Naaras stared back almost with bedroom eyes but less confidently. While he did so, Morca slowly but calculatingly started to snap off and unbuckle Naaras' armor pieces bit by bit. The armor on his chest, the plates on his shoulders and feet, his back... each piece slowly falling to the ground while Naaras stood absolutely still, letting it all happen. His dragon fighters saw their leader stripped down to his bare smooth form, him standing timidly next to this hulking red brute with massive balls. They couldn't help but imagine their prince's tight perky butt being savaged by those heavy slapping orbs, and Naaras' moans would be heard far and wide from the castle tower as this beast made him his own. Finally he stood there, fully stripped and bare. Morca admired his slender form, slowly looking across his perfectly soft skin from front to back. He laid his palm on Naaras' curvy haunch and slid his it along his gentle and slim form, leaving a trail of wet; a mark of his sperm on him. Continuing to keep silent, Morca started to step forward, his rear dragging along Naaras' side, his tail flowing in the air while his hips swung up and down. As he passed, Naaras' eyes instantly darted to Morca's rear and he finally got to see what his ass looked like. He had never intentionally stared at another male's anus before, but now his gaze switched between it and his mighty balls. He had forgotten just how big his junk was, and suddenly the same thoughts that went through the minds of his fighters also went through his. This beast would absolutely destroy his cute little rump. Morca stepped slightly to the side to clamber a mound of rock and dirt for elevation, looked back, and skillfully swung and wrapped the end of his tail around Naaras' neck. “It's time cutie~” Morca finally spoke at him, gently tugging him forward with his tail, guiding him with it. Naaras didn't object, though the sight of his actual ass did make it hit home that this was actually happening; his lips would touch someone's butt. Morca could feel the slightest bit of hesitation as he pulled Naaras along with his tail the closer he got. Naaras was stepping nearer, eyes fixated on that soft looking pillow of meat. He realized he had been holding his breath. Perhaps continually breathing it in would've made the transition from musky to hell of a lot musky less striking, but was it too late now? Should he start breathing in now or wait? Before he could make up his mind he found himself a few inches away from his rims, the distance of which Morca closed in himself by pressing his rump out towards him. Naaras' soft snout pressing against the equally soft pucker, Morca's puffy rims spread lightly over Naaras' snout and nostrils like a pillow as they squeezed against each other. Naaras closed his eyes as he felt it happen, no longer thinking about it as a supposed outcome to get himself out of. There was no going back from this, no way to save face. The reactions of his friends at the back of his mind, unable to do anything to stop that. In a way it felt liberating to him. No need to uphold his pride to them anymore, they'd all meet the same fate as he now did. Seven pretty muzzles kissing the seven clenching puckers of their conquerors... but for now they just had to watch. To watch and to hear their noble prince sniff his opponent's butt in defeat.

“Oh g-gawdh...” Naaras moaned out muffled against Morca's soft pucker. The first whiff had been overbearing, making his knees feel weak enough to force him to spread his legs out for support. His feet and rump were tense and clenched as he rapidly breathed through his gritted teeth, his eyes wide open. Morca grinned at the feeling of hot rapid breaths on his rims but let Naaras acclimate on his own time. “Shh, you're doing fine cutie, slooow~” he consoled. Naaras' breaths slowly stabilized and calmed, and when he felt he was ready for it, he took another whiff. Morca felt a current of air over the wrinkles of his pucker as the air rushed past them to Naaras' nares, drawing in the heavy musk straight from the source. Naaras' claws dug into the grass as he huffed and moaned a whiny “Nnnhh!”. He panted once again through his gritted teeth, hot air blowing against Morca's butt and wafting his scent everywhere around Naaras' head. His mind felt like it was spinning slightly, and he decided to take smaller huffs like he had done with his paw before. Naaras drew in short sniffs; panting with his breath shivering after a few whiffs, before then starting again. He sniffed deeper, he sniffed longer, his breathing calming down after a while. As he kept his snout pushed in and huffing this strong male's ass, he began to slowly lay down partially on his side. With each short sniff he'd lay himself lower, till he was laying relaxed on the ground entirely, his snout never leaving Morca's rims. He settled down comfortably, the passage of time no longer apparent as his half shut eyes stared at the wrinkly hole before him, the meaty haunches and the thick tail all in his view.. and those balls just hanging there in their full splendor.

Morca let out a sigh and his expression grew warmer. He couldn't really see Naaras' face behind his rump, but he looked back at his petite curvy body and saw Naaras' total submission in his relaxed stance. Morca moved his heavy tail along Naaras' soft body, caressing his conquest and showing Naaras and all the others his want and claim over him. Naaras started to feel like melting before this mighty male, the effeminate features of his personality coming to the surface and pushing his malehood back, to better serve his new role to this male. Naaras' saliva was droling down Morca's taint from his slightly open lips. Realizing this Naaras quickly slurped it, as if afraid of making a mess, before realizing that again; it was ass he was kissing. This handsome drake smelt so heavily of musk and sexual power that it now made Naaras weak with lust and desire to be his; fought for and kept from other males, defending his catch and claim. Naaras closed his eyes and pursed his lips.. he sucked on the wrinkly soft pillow of meat, some air fizzling from the saliva wet cracks in between his mouth and his rims. He made a point to make it a long, drawn out and audible kiss the whole way. *FfffffffffshhhhhmmmMMWAHHhhhh~* his lips smacked loudly as he gave his first kiss, his literal first kiss, to another male's tailhole.

As Morca began hearing and feeling repeated tiny kisses on his butt, he warmed at the sobering thought of it all. What a catch this lil' royal cutie was and how exciting was the thought of pumping his pent up rowdyness and passion into his soft cute tailhole when ever he desired. Overthrowing a kingdom suddenly didn't feel nearly as enticing as this eager little butt kisser. Forget about sacking the castle coffers, this prince's butt was all the luxury he'd need.
As if from an ingrained need for formality and ceremony, Naaras reached with both of his paws to hold onto Morca's heavy sack, lifting the full nuts slightly as he kissed his ass. “I.. smooch surrender.. *mwah* mighty.. *smack* stud.. *smooch*” Naaras decreed, punctuating each word with a kiss. Morca grinned and pushed himself back, making Naaras' snout push slightly deeper into his tailhole, entirely wrapping over his nostrils for the moment. “I accept your surrender.. and claim you mine, princess~”. Morca eased on the push now but clenched his butt against Naaras' snout as if to kiss back. Naaras took this moment to go in deeper as if to seal the deal. He pushed his meaty tongue out into the soft grip of Morca's snug tailhole and stuffed it deeper into his rectum. Morca clenched at this, slightly pushing Naaras' tongue out, but Naaras pushed it back and deeper still. He pulled it out and then pushed again, repeating this slowly but methodically. Morca couldn't help but sigh in pleasure as his tailhole relaxed. His balls churning all the while, building up a load for their new boy toy. His wet smooth tongue went *shlk shlk shlrp* into that ever wettening ass, the taste of salty sweat savory on his tongue. After a while Naaras pulled back from the now wet and glistening anus, dozens of saliva strands connecting the tip of his muzzle and tongue in a sticky web to Morca's ass. He huffed at it, his hot breath almost steaming on it. He looked down at the two heavy orbs in his paws and pushed his snout between them, smelling the sweaty musk of Morca's malehood. He gave each shiny orb a kiss to show respect at his masculine superiority, further cementing Naaras' new more effeminate role in his own mind. “Look at these fucking things” -he thought to himself. How would he even begin to stand a chance against someone with these.. it's hardly fair, but oh well.

Morca slowly turned around to face his new dragoness and found Naaras gazing back at him. Their stares locked, studying one another. Naaras blushed again from the eye contact with a drake whose ass had just touched his lips, the smell of his butt and junk still fresh on his nostrils. Morca smiled and stepped over to Naaras, lowering his head to give a single smooch on his blushing snout. He continued his stride walking over him and dragging his sweaty heavy nuts over the cutie's face, after which they flopped down and swung around as he once again turned around over Naaras. He crouched down, lowering his full nuts onto Naaras' soft rump, sliding them down his buttcheek and further down onto his smooth balls. Morca kept some of his weight up himself, but the majority of which he didn't, pinned Naaras down underneath him. Suddenly feeling such a heavy and meaty yet warm pressure spread over him as the big hunk of a male settled down, almost gave him shivers. He felt so small in comparison, but in his mind he welcomed it. He felt Morca's junk settle on his hind, those full balls slumping and sagging onto his. Morca was looking down at Naaras smiling, though Naaras wasn't eyeing back at him. Morca slowly rubbed his hind side to side, making his balls drag over Naaras' smooth sack and taint, enjoying the silky feeling sensation of it. With great effort Morca had successfully remained sheathed still, though he was leaking quite heavily on his new boy toy's thigh. That musky, leaking sheath pressed down and slid lover, leaving a trail of pre along its path as it slid down under Naaras' tail. Both their hearts had began to race, their breaths becoming more and more audible in anticipation. Morca pushed his sloppy sheath entrance against Naaras' soft pucker, peeling the sheath back enough for the tip of his cock to kiss Naaras' rims. Naaras squeaked and clenched against it, before relaxing his butt again as much as he could under the circumstances. Morca rested his palms on Naaras' shoulder, let out a low growl and a shake as he got the shivers. As he observed Naaras' anticipation and body language, he confirmed what he already knew; he was the first to claim him. While someone of his own size would've probably been easier for Naaras' first experience of taking it up the ass, Morca would take it slowly with him. Wouldn't want to break a precious little cutie on the first run, though Naaras would later find out just how hard he could fuck if he wanted to.

Morca finally stopped holding back and pushed his sheath to Naaras' soft tailhole, moving his raised leg slightly further on top of Naaras' thigh. Naaras unf'd and gasped silently. He felt Morca's tip push against his pucker with ever growing pressure. He'd clench hard at first before realizing he'd have to relax it if he wanted this to go smoothly. It took a lot of focus and restraint on his part, but as he unpuckered, Morca's smooth glans started to spread him open as it slowly stiffened into him. Naaras could feel him throb, his erection grow out of his sheath straight inside him. Naaras moaned with a nasal whine as the full size of the glans slipped in, his anus wrapping past it and his rims pressing against Morca's sticky sheath once again. Morca's low grunts and huffs accompanied his stiffening girth, his penis growing deeper as his erection inside Naaras' warmth was now unstoppable. Naaras moaned more audibly now, his own cock stiffening and throbbing, causing his anus to clench around his conquering male. Morca felt each clench squeeze around his cock tightly in an already snug boy-ass. He enjoyed it immensely, his voice almost breaking during a groan. To appreciate and encourage his puckering, Morca lowered his head down onto the top of Naaras' snout and kissed it; one smooch after each clench, his soft lips and hot breath on Naaras' nostrils. Naaras' cheeks were hot with fluster, his eyes closed and him trying to focus on the now fully erect male deep in his ass. Each powerful throb of the hunk made him feel like he could lift his rump off the ground with it. He no longer felt a sheath pressing against his rims, but something more smooth and hard; the beast's knot. It occurred to him that if he was to tie him, this brute of a male could just drag him around with ease and there was nothing he could do.

To Naaras' surprise and delight, Morca was being quite delicate. He listened to his low grunts and growls and felt his hot breath on his face while Morca slowly rocked back and forth against his perky butt. It was more a squeeze against his rump rather than a full on thrust, as his cock never really drew out of Naaras' tailhole, just pushed deeper in. Naaras' butt was squishy and bouncy in that lovely way a curvy behind is. Morca didn't feel the need to go any faster than this slow thrusting grind. He got to feel his submissive drake male all over while fucking so snugly skin to skin. His big balls touching and rubbing against Naaras', his own tailhole puckering as he throbbed in his warm tight depths. There weren't many eyes on them anymore as Naaras' fighters were too busy having their snouts against puckers themselves, rimming their opponents as each butt was introduced to each muzzle. The “battle”field was now mostly a cacophony of moans and whines while Morca and Naaras mostly just focused on each others noises, surrounded by the heavy smell of sex wafting from behind them. While time seemed to stand still, it still kept passing; Naaras' belly becoming stickier and messier as his own cock kept throbbing against it. He moaned out multiple times thinking he had blown his load, but hadn't ejaculated after all. He didn't know what these orgasms without ejaculation were, but he enjoyed them heartily. Morca exhaled with a shaky breath. “Ready to tie the knot and seal the deal, cutie? Any longer and I'm gonna cum before it..” There was already plenty of his cum inside Naaras just from leaking alone, Naaras knew that much, but he did want to feel the full ejaculation of a pent up male. “Mnnh, do it.. this is as loose as I'm going to get from this~” Naaras said softly. Morca smiled and fixed his grip with all of his four limbs, shuffling into a good thrust position. “Here it comes princess~”. Naaras inhaled and focused in trying to relax his hole and to keep it relaxed through it. Morca gave him just enough time for this before he started to push, Naaras immediately feeling the pressure and his tailhole spreading around the cum slick knot. “Nnnnnyyaaaah!” Naaras moaned out, but was quickly muffled by Morca's claws, that dirty paw from before now holding onto the tip of his muzzle. Naaras moaned into it and inhaled the smell of sex present on it. He ended on a higher and louder note as Morca's slick knot slipped inside like it was sucked in, his spread anus wrapping tightly around the base of the pulsing knot as Morca began to ejaculate. His pent up balls were under such pressure to release, that as he finally did, his glans squirted a thick jet of sperm with enough force to splash and penetrate deep into Naaras' guts, a feeling he had never even imagined before, followed by another powerful throb and an insemination of more thick dragon sperm. Morca roared deep with his teeth clenched in a grimace of pleasure, his balls pumping his plentiful orgasm into the cutie's lovely tight boy-hole. Finally Naaras had the kind of orgasm he was more familiar with, his own cock spurting his its load all over his belly and the ground below. His cock slapping against his smooth sticky belly with each throb, his anus clenching hard around Morca's knot along with it.

They both panted, Naaras' cheeks flushed in embarrassment from each look into Morca's eyes. Morca shook his upper body as a shiver of pleasure traveled through him all the way down to the tip of his tail. They laid there, letting every drop ooze into Naaras, waiting till his knot would shrink enough to be pulled out. It took about 10 minutes of blushing silence between them as they listened to the sounds coming from the mating dragons behind them, before Morca felt he could pull out successfully. “Relax if you can~” Morca advised before he positioned his rear feet better to pull out of his filled-to-the-brim dragoness. He began pushing against Naaras, pulling on his knot that was in turn pulling on the inside of Naaras' rims, pulling them outwards. Naaras groaned continually, growing louder in volume the more Morca pulled. His wrinkled tailhole was pulled further outwards, becoming smooth and forming in the shape of a knot inside, slowly spreading with the aid of slippery sperm. Then suddenly, Morca's knot popped out with a loud *Plop!*, releasing a splattering ooze of cum trapped behind it while half of his cock still remained inside. He slowly pulled the latter half out, dragging out more cum along with it that flowed down Naaras' taint and buttcheek to the ground. It finally came down to the tip, the girthy glans pulling on Naaras' rims some before it too flopped out with a softer *plop*, aided by the pressure of sperm pushing out. A gush of Morca's orgasm followed in a torrent after it, landing on the ground and Naaras' butt with a sloppy shlob!

As Morca stood up, his cock and balls trailed strands of cum onto Naaras' used rump. He stepped to the side and took a look at the mess he made of the cutie's butt. He gave Naaras' buttcheek a firm slap that sent waves through his belly and foot. “Get on your feet princess, time to show me around the castle. Particularly the throne room and your bedroom~”. Naaras smiled, rolled his eyes and shook his head. He got up slowly as his feet were quite shaky. After gaining confidence in his ability to stand and walk. He turned around, saying “Well, right this way then, big guy~”, giving him a little teasing glance and walking away. His hips swung with more emphasis on being sexy than he'd normally walk with, though part of it came from the awkward gate after having a huge dick up your ass. Naaras wondered if they would do it a lot harder next time..

.. and do they did.

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