Midgardsormr’s Relaxation Time

	Midgardsormr needed to fuck. That was all there was to it. And the great windwyrm had found a solution to that problem. The large dragon was primarily green, though the shade differed on the parts of his body. His upper half was a bright green like a summer’s leaf while his lower was more like a forest. His plated belly and underside was a yellow-greenish, as was his wing membranes. Bones protruded from his wings at the arch, pointed and sharp. Spines jutted from them as well as his arms, legs and tail, all sparked with yellow. Spikes ran up the backside of his body to conjoin with his mane of spines, neatly pushed back by his s-curved horns. His fiery eyes took in the five small dragons in front of him.
	In order, there was the gloom drake, who had lavender scales. Then the moon drake, with alabaster hide. The lime green looking one was the gust drake. The cinder drake was fiery red and lastly, the snow drake was a bright sky blue. They all had creamy underbellies and spines running down their backs. Protrusions on either side of the head and fang like ones on their muzzle. Horns jutted out on top of their heads and they all looked up at the large dragon in wonder. He had specifically told them all what today would entail, in this forest clearing. If they had wanted to back out, they would have already like a few of the others. They all seemed to want to do this. Not that Midgardsormr blamed them. He was a great wyrm after all and a handsome one to boot. With the wind blowing through the trees, he moved over to a tree and sat, a bit awkwardly. His thick, long tail laid mostly flat from his rear end, legs on either side as his back arched around the middle. His upper half was leaned back, his wings spread to keep from harming them. Letting his feet rest on the heel, he watched as all the drakes approached him.
	Moon and Gloom approached his hind paws, each of them touching the sole with their small paws. Slowly stroking it up and down, feeling it as the windwyrm hummed his approval. The Gust drake clambered up his large frame, an added weight before settling down at his torso, running stubby claws along his plates and scales, nuzzling into him some. Two more weights came upon him, Snow rest on his lower belly and Cinder on his tail. They both lightly pawed about his groin, making his face flush some. He inhaled sharply as Cinder used his tongue to run over his tail-vent, toes curling for the purple and white drakes as Snow let his tongue dip between his slit lips while caressing the sensitive boundary to his hidden cock.
	It didn’t take long for his arousal to show, as his tip speared out of his groin. Midgardsormr couldn’t help the gasp as lips closed about his head and suckled on it. A pair of lips pressed against his after his exclamation, quite small compared to his own but he didn’t let it phase him, pressing into the little green drake’s offer. He jolted a little as two slimy trails wound up his feet and his flush burned more as he realized the two drakes were using their tongues along with their paws now. As more of his length emerged, the suckling stopped on his tip but a tongue ran up and down either side of his shaft as paws worked the lower part of his deep maroon dick. At full arousal, he was throbbing with need, pre leaking over his tip and down the ridges on his cock if it wasn’t being greedily lapped up by the two drakes. The gust drake had gone back to nuzzling and licking about his chest and neck as the greatwyrm leaned his head back and let out a sigh of pleasure. His gaze traveled to the sky as he hummed his approval of the lot’s work they were doing.
	A muzzle wound up back around his cock head, sinking lower this time and bobbing while the other was now using his wet appendage along his lower shaft and about his slit. His rumbling was picked up by the Gust drake, who licked along his muzzle and jaw. The tail was thumping the ground erratically, though Midgardsormr did his best to keep it from knocking over Moon and Gloom drakes. Already he could feel the stirrings in his loins signaling his to be finish. It was a shame he was so needy, but dragons did go into ruts, at least, he did. The times he’d been with Zodiark, the dark dragon hadn’t seemed ever needy like the windwyrm himself was. Then again, it was Zodiark, the death dragon, who knew if he was normal. Lost in his head a bit, he wasn’t paying as much attention to the doings of the drakes. As such, he noted a tight feeling pressing along his tip now. As his gaze dropped, he let out a hissing gasp as his head was enveloped by a snug warmth that was the Snow drake’s rear.
	His eyes were wide as he watched the blue drake slowly push up and down, aided by the Cinder drake. Said red dragon had laid on his back, using his rear paws to stroke Midgardsormr’s length while also pushing against the Snow drake. The greatwyrm couldn’t’ help the moan he let out, with the lime drake taking the chance to get his tongue into the larger drake’s muzzle. Allowing the appendage to explore what it could, he returned the favor by pushing his larger one into the small one’s muzzle. It was cramped but the Gust drake was suckling on his tongue. His toes curled again before they were held and sucked on as well. Eyes rolling, his claws dug into the tree behind him as he felt his climax fast approaching from his level of attention. Slipping his tongue out, he let out a moderate roar as it hit him.
	Midgardsormr’s length pulsed as seed rushed through it, quickly spurting out into the Snow drake’s rump, filling the small dragon to bloating with only the first shot and splurting out around the hole. He was eagerly knocked off by the Cinder drake as the rest of the elemental dragon’s hurried over and laid on their backs, heads all holding the shaft upwards as their muzzles gaped. The greatwyrm’s cum splattered out across the lot of them, some landing in muzzles, on tongues, all over their snouts and heads and chests. It coated Midgardsormr’s dick in the juices and elsewhere as it landed by the small drakes. As the windwyrm came back from his bliss, he was panting hard with his tongue lolling out the side of his maw.
	His blurry vision slowly came more into focus as he watched the drakes all lap up their treat, the Gloom drake even going so far as lapping at the Snow drake’s tail hole for some extra. Then the others piled on the blue dragon for their turn to enjoy the oozing seed. Midgardsormr grinned at the small ones, utterly a compliment to them and telling them he’d have need of them again in the future. They all chirped positively, wanting to do this again. As the greatwyrm’s arousal slowly died, his desire for sleep rose and having returned to his roost amount the Halidom, he curled up for his much needed nap.