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Based on the Wings of Fire novels.", "count": "4", "submission_right_submission_id": "2703939", "submission_right_file_name": "4004219_RoyalSerperior_qibli_s_prey.rtf", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/4004/4004219_RoyalSerperior_qibli_s_prey.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/4004/4004219_RoyalSerperior_qibli_s_prey.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/4004/4004219_RoyalSerperior_qibli_s_prey.jpg", "submission_right_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_right_thumb_huge_y": "300", "submission_right_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_right_thumb_large_y": "200", "submission_right_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_right_thumb_medium_y": "120" } ], "description": "[b]Summary[/b]\nQibli's newfound intimacy with prey hasn't gone unnoticed. Moonwatcher has found out about it, and she is determined to understand why he is mating with [i]food[/i] of all things. And what better way to do that than to try it out for herself?\n\n[b]Author's Note[/b]\nWelcome to a new addition to Draconic Lusts! In this chapter, the POV switches over to Moonwatcher, and she's had quite the startling look into Qibli's mind. For those curious as to when this story takes place, I'd say around the end of book 6 in Wings of Fire, though it is in a slightly alternative universe where certain events never happened, leading to Darkstalker remaining imprisoned in the mountain and no one dying to that explosion. Alongside a lack of other main story-driving events. This is mostly to allow for lewd shenanigans without the plot getting in the way. \n\nI should mention that yes, there is a chapter missing on Inkbunny. I'm not sure if I'll be uploading it to Inkbunny (it's pretty short), but there is enough information in this one that you won’t miss too much by not checking out chapter 2. But if you want to read chapter 2, it's currently available over at Archive of our Own.\n\nThank you to [iconname]Matkaja[/iconname] for proofreading! ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Summary
Qibli's newfound intimacy with prey hasn't gone unnoticed. Moonwatcher has found out about it, and she is determined to understand why he is mating with food of all things. And what better way to do that than to try it out for herself?

Author's Note
Welcome to a new addition to Draconic Lusts! In this chapter, the POV switches over to Moonwatcher, and she's had quite the startling look into Qibli's mind. For those curious as to when this story takes place, I'd say around the end of book 6 in Wings of Fire, though it is in a slightly alternative universe where certain events never happened, leading to Darkstalker remaining imprisoned in the mountain and no one dying to that explosion. Alongside a lack of other main story-driving events. This is mostly to allow for lewd shenanigans without the plot getting in the way.

I should mention that yes, there is a chapter missing on Inkbunny. I'm not sure if I'll be uploading it to Inkbunny (it's pretty short), but there is enough information in this one that you won’t miss too much by not checking out chapter 2. But if you want to read chapter 2, it's currently available over at Archive of our Own.

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Her only respite was, ironically, the sheer quantity of minds, making any specifics difficult to cling onto. But what little she gleaned was… unspeakable. She learned quickly that even the nicest dragons could harbor the darkest of thoughts.\n\nQibli’s mind stood among the blackest.\n\n[b]“I agree,” [/b]said a deep voice that boomed from everywhere yet nowhere. The one dragon who could read her thoughts. The one dragon whose mind was an enigma. \n\nDarkstalker. \n\n[b]“That boy’s mind astounds me,” he continued. “So clever, yet so brash and indulgent. Reminds me of myself—well, discounting his inclination toward taboos of the flesh.”[/b]\n\nTaboo indeed. If Moon had ever been innocent, she most definitely wasn’t anymore after what she witnessed in Qibli’s head starting last week.\n\nIt began as soft whispers over the past few months, little [i]what ifs[/i]. Thoughts even he likely wasn’t aware of. At least not at first. Moon didn’t give his musings much stock. Dragons tended to think the oddest things, and those with truly horrible desires usually managed to resist their darker fantasies.\n\n[i]Usually.[/i]\n\nLast week, Qibli [i]indulged[/i]. He committed an act so vile, so unbelievably unsettling, that it left Moon sick to her stomach. \n\nBy contrast, the voice in her head was amused and fascinated by the developments. Said it was the most fun he’d had in months. Moon didn’t understand at first. What could be [i]fun[/i] about witnessing such horrible memories?\n\n[b]“Why don’t we find out?” [/b]he had suggested, encouraging her to delve deeper into Qibli’s psyche, to experience his memories as though they were her own. She resisted for the first few days, then a week. Until it happened [i]again[/i].\n\nQibli claimed another doe. \n\nBut this one was different. After mating with the female deer—a concept she still couldn’t wrap her mind around Qibli, of all dragons, doing—Qibli decided to keep her as a pet, naming the poor thing Whitetail. The cute name would have made her giggle if not for the flashes of how brutally he raped the pregnant mother to be, the SandWing reminiscing as though it was a pleasant experience.\n\n“Hey, Moon!” Qibli called out, practically skipping as he made his way toward her. The scent of prey hung thick on his bloody scales. She could tell this at least was from a buck, lining up with his memories after he left the poor doe alone in a cave, tied up with a promise to return to her soon. She almost imagined she could smell [i]other[/i] things infused in the scent. “Caught a huuuge deer, left him near the entrance. Saved your favorite bits. If you’re up for it, maybe we can have a flight after? Stretch our wings.” \n\nQibli grinned hopefully at her, his mind racing as always. Only instead of adorable, flattering musings about her wings, tail, and, embarrassingly, even her vent, his mind was on [i]Whitetail[/i]. It was strange. He really did want to fly with Moon, even planned to stare under her tail if she moved ahead, but those usual thoughts were dulled by his other worries. It honestly made her kind of… jealous.\n\n[i]Does he really care for this doe, or is this some strange, twisted fantasy of his?[/i]\n\n[b]“I can teach you how to find out,”[/b] Darkstalker whispered, the offer enticing enough in her state of mind that she considered it. She knew it was bait. That he was stoking her curiosity to get her to understand the fascination he had with Qibli’s [i]activities[/i]. How else would she understand if not through his own experience?\n\n“I’m sorry,” she told Qibli, wincing as he slumped. “But—”\n\n[b]“Hold on, Moon. Say yes. Have your little dinner date with the doe whisperer, then go flying with him. Land somewhere isolated. This technique requires full concentration; there are too many minds here to get optimal results. For you, I mean. I, naturally, can do it no matter the minds around me.”\n[/b]\nShe fought the urge to roll her eyes, though Qibli noticed her twitch. And her pause. \n\n[i]‘Moon’s acting strange again’, [/i]went the SandWing’s thoughts.[i] ‘She was clearly going to say no, but now she’s thinking about something else. Is she reconsidering? Should I ask again, should I let her thoughts race? Should I show off Whitetail during the date? Moon likes animals. Actually, that’s a bad idea. Whitetail is probably still dripping, explaining that would be a nightmare.’[/i]\n\nThe irony of Qibli thinking [i]she[/i] was the one acting strange was not lost on Moon.\n\n“Actually, yes, I’d love to,” she said, smiling as Qibli’s expression brightened. Despite his bizarre tendencies recently, she still considered him funny, interesting, and very cute. There were worse things a dragon could do than mate with prey, though not much could be described as more bizarre. “I’m hungry, and a flight afterward sounds lovely.”\n\n“Awesome! You won’t regret this!”\n\n\nDinner was great. He really did save all her favorites, and she found herself hungrier than she expected as she tucked in. Qibli laughed at her veracity in gnawing on the buck’s leg.\n\nThey didn’t talk too much, as much of her attention was focused on Darkstalker’s instructions. [b]“Remember, I won’t be around to assist you. He hunts in the opposite direction from where we can speak. Do you understand the process? Or shall I go over it again?” [/b]\n\nDarkstalker’s whispers continued as Qibli led her outside. They passed Kinkajou on the way out, who also seemed to have finished a hunting trip—though, her claws and muzzle were splashed with fresh fruit juice, not blood. A brief greeting and a joke from Qibli later, and they exited into the cool, crisp evening. The sun was not quite ready to set, but it was close.\n\n[i]No, no, I understand, [/i]she thought back at Darkstalker.[i] I have to lose myself in his mind, allow his feelings to reign free, no matter how uncomfortable it feels. Then when I feel the thoughts I want, I… dive in like it’s an ocean.[/i]\n\n[b]“Good. It’s not the easiest skill to master, but so long as he keeps thinking about his pet doe, you should be able to nudge his memories to the event you want and experience it along with him. Oh, and do not try this mid-flight. Wait until he wants to land somewhere. The distraction of another dragon’s full experience can be… fatal in flight.”[/b]\n\n[i]He can’t know I’m there with him, can he?\n\n[/i][b]“It’s possible. You won’t be there physically, of course, but this technique utilizes our abilities to their limits. Mind reading is like peering into the ocean and hoping to catch a glimpse of a fish. What you’re about to do is diving into the ocean to [/b][b][i]catch[/i][/b][b] that fish. The latter causes ripples in the mind that cannot be detected by most. A sort of… pressure, nudging the mind in directions it wouldn’t otherwise go. Qibli is smart, however. He may notice something is wrong.” [/b]Darkstalker went silent for a moment. [b]“I change my mind. This is a bad idea.”[/b]\n\n[i]Too late, [/i]she thought as she flung herself into the air with a mighty flap of her wings, Qibli right beside her. [i]Wish me luck![/i]\n[b]\n[/b]Darkstalker continued to speak to her as she flew. Giving tips, stressing the warnings, even trying to convince her to turn back. Eventually he gave up on that tactic and grew quieter and quieter, before vanishing completely.\n\nShe was finally alone with Qibli. Everything that happened next was on her. \n\nNo pressure.\n\nQibli guided Moon far away from Jade Mountain, showing off with flips and silly tricks the entire flight. She grinned and decided to show off a bit too, laughing as she swooped through the air with Qibli. All she knew were basic tricks. Little things she picked up in her very sparse time flying, granted, but that didn’t make them any less fun.\n\nOne such trick was flying in front of him so that her underbelly flashed before his eyes, teasing him with a glimpse of her genital slit, a spot she knew he fantasized about. This was a common way dragons flirted with each other, but she’d always been too shy to do things like this… until now, apparently. The fact Qibli liked her was obvious, even without mind reading, but that didn’t make approaching him any less anxiety-inducing. But he [i]was [/i]attracted to her, he [i]would[/i] mate her if she asked, and for reasons she struggled to put into words, being wanted by the SandWing was incredibly exciting.\n\nHer sudden boldness surprised Qibli. Not that he complained—he couldn’t quite tell if she was doing it on purpose or not, a distinction which hardly mattered as he slyly repeated her maneuver, showing off [i]his [/i]underbelly next. If she expected to see a tiny hint of pink slipping from his slit, she was sorely disappointed, though, because while her actions aroused him, the chill of dusk proved stronger.\n\nThey flew until sunset. No one else around, no one to interrupt them. No Winter to cause second doubts, no Darkstalker to make things awkward whenever she got [i]excited. [/i]\n\nSomething was building. An urge, a desire. And a question. Two questions, actually. \n\nMoon flew next to Qibli, as close as she could without disrupting their wakes. “This has been very fun!” she yelled over the roar of the wind. “But can we land soon? My wings are starting to ache, and I really have to pee!”\n\n“Sure thing, Moon!” He swooped down toward an open clearing in the forest and hit the ground with a slight stumble. Moon landed next to him and stretched her stiff wings, before she folded them and let out a dramatic groan. Qibli laughed. “Glad to be back on the ground, huh?”\n\nShe opened her mouth to reply, only to wince as the pressure in her bladder made itself known with a vengeance. “Give me a few moments to pee, okay?”\n\n\"Right,\" Qibli said, turning around and walking away. “We were in the air for quite a while, I’ll do the same.\"\n\nMoonwatcher kept an ear perked as Qibli retreated behind a tree. She waited until he was out of sight before she crouched low, flicked her thick tail out of the way, and emptied her bladder with a soft groan. \n\nWhile relieving herself, Moonwatcher considered how to approach the topic of Qibli’s new ‘hobby’. Any judgment on her part would probably make him lock up, and so, too, would probing questions. The SandWing was strikingly intelligent and would immediately suspect something.\n\nThe best way to get him to open up was to confide in him first; to pretend she had these desires too, and play dumb about his own… inclinations. Darkstalker talked her ears off about psychological manipulation, which was unsettling, but she couldn’t deny how useful the tips proved in social situations.\n\nQibli finished before her, and stepped out of the bushes with a swagger to his step. “Still going, huh, Moon?”\n\nHeat filled her cheeks at the intrusion. Luckily, she was facing the direction he came from, so he wouldn’t be able to see the stream. \n\n“Clearly,” she said, trying to play it cool despite how much his proximity flustered her. Urinating around other dragons wasn’t uncommon, but she’d never been quite comfortable with it. Being alone much of her early life didn’t exactly breed good social skills, and the thoughts other dragons had during such communal events did not help whatsoever.\n\nShe finished quickly after that. Once done, Moon walked up to him and swatted him with a wing playfully, to his laughing protests. \n\n“You’re perky today!” [i]Unusually so, [/i]he added internally. “I like it. What’s the occasion?”\n\nThis was her chance. All she had to do was ‘confide’ in him. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to talk with someone about, and you’ve always seemed like an open minded dragon, Qibli,” she began with a flutter of her wings. She didn’t have to fake her nerves, which was good; it made the next part more believable. “Out of anyone else, I trust you the most with this s-secret. Before I say it, I need you to promise me you won’t tell anyone. No matter what I say.”\n\n“This sounds serious,” Qibli said, not taking this very seriously at all. However, his features softened and he said, “Alright. Whatever this is about, Moon, your secret is safe with me!”\n\nHe meant it too. Clear as the night sky, his mind was determined never to tell a soul. Her trust in him was not misplaced. That didn’t stop the SandWing from tilting his head, wondering what she wanted to discuss. Part of him hoped she[i] wanted[/i] him, another part would’ve been fine with a casual sexual advance. Even some exploratory scenarios that brought further heat to her face. \n\nRegardless of what he hoped, his mind continued to analyze, always coming up with new hypotheses. All of which proved wrong.\n\nShe smiled. “Thank you, Qibli. You’re a good friend.” He deflated internally at that, and she realized those were the wrong words to say. [i]Too late now, I have to move forward. [/i]“I… Three Moons, this is hard to say… I’ve been having fantasies,” she took a deep breath, ”about [i]prey.[/i]”\n\nThe force of her words stunned Qibli into a wide-eyed stupor. His thoughts, for the first time she’d ever known him, [i]stalled[/i], frozen as though having taken a direct hit by an IceWing’s frost breath. He didn’t dare hope she was serious, for in his mind it was too good to be true. Too amazing, too wonderful to hope.\n\nFor the thought of not being alone in such taboo desires, and by Moonwatcher no less, filled his heart with an emotion Moon could not decode.\n\n“[i]S-sexual[/i] fantasies?” he asked for clarification, stuttering on the first word.\n\nShe shuffled in place before nodding. “Yes. Please don’t tell anyone! I know how wrong it is, and I understand if you don’t want to be—”\n\n“Me too!” he blurted out, suddenly excited. “Oh, Moon, you have no idea how happy I am! What prey are you into? I’m into deer, myself. Have you done anything with them? Or are they purely fantasies?”\n\nMoon was taken aback by the flip in Qibli’s mood, his eyes wild and his breathing heavy. She had hoped he’d be happy enough to confess, so she could get a better understanding as to his reasoning, but the sheer exuberance the dragon portrayed was overwhelming her. He practically bounced due to how excited he was.\n\nIt was kind of cute.\n\n“Just fantasies,” she said. “But hang on, you’ve fantasized about prey too? That’s a relief! I knew you were open minded, but this is beyond my expectations.”\n\nQibli grew smug. “Fantasies? Ha! I [i]mate[/i] with them. Only two so far, but, oooh, you have no idea how wonderful a doe feels! It’s just like mating a dragon. Maybe even better! Jealous?”\n\nTo her surprise, yes: she [i]was [/i]jealous. It was an unwelcome feeling, an ugly flare of self-pity and frustration. Not only because of what Qibli said, but also the unspoken thought that [i]she[/i] couldn’t compare. The thought that she couldn’t match a DEER at sex was… it was… it was infuriating! \n\nAnother surprise was how quickly Qibli admitted to it.\n\n“Ha! You [i]are[/i] jealous!” Qibli continued, taking her frustrated expression at face value. “You don’t have to be jealous, Moon. I’ll catch you a nice, healthy buck, and you can try him out yourself! I doubt you’d have as much fun with a doe as I do, for obvious reasons, but I don’t think it’ll be too difficult to encourage him to [i]perform.[/i]”\n\n“You want me to do [i]what[/i]?!” she cried out, forgetting her own expressed interest in the topic. Qibli’s confusion and hurt at her ‘strange’ reaction had her quickly backpedaling. “I’m just surprised, is all. Is it even safe? I’ve wondered what it might feel like, but I’m worried about trying it for real.”\n\n“Then let’s go get one and you can test him out for yourself! I’m not sure exactly how to get a buck to perform, but it’s pretty easy with the females. Well, sorta easy. Getting it in is easy, at least.”\n\nShe winced at the memory that flashed through Qibli’s mind. Of a doe’s slit being ruined, split wider than naturally due to the lack of preparation. So much blood… She preferred how he treated the pregnant one. At least she seemed to enjoy herself then. Mostly. \n\n[i]I’ll make sure the buck enjoys it. [/i]Her own thought made her pause. [i]Am I actually considering this? Letting an animal mate with me? [/i] \n\nYes. Apparently she was.\n\n“Okay,” she agreed, to Qibli’s beaming delight. “Let’s go find a buck.”\n\n\n\nLosing her virginity to a buck was most certainly [i]not [/i]how Moon expected her outing with Qibli to go. She wasn’t supposed to go this far. At worst, she’d converse with him about his interests, maybe even tease Qibli a little as he gushed about how great deer were to mate. Then she’d delve into his memories like Darkstalker taught.\n\nBut why invade his privacy that deeply, risking everything if he noticed, when she could simply experience the taboo for herself? Who was going to know? Besides Darkstalker, this was their little secret.\n\n“I’m a little nervous,” she admitted as they crept through the forest, senses alert for signs of prey. “I’ve never had sex before, isn’t this going a bit fast?”\n\nQibli hummed for a moment. “It’s more like masturbation than sex, if I had to put a label on it. It’s probably kinda almost like being with a real dragon, but without the messy courtings, deep connections, or the risk of eggs. Besides, having [i]sex [/i]with food sounds weird.”\n\n“And [i]masturbating [/i]with food doesn’t?”\n\nHe glanced sidelong at her before breaking into giggles. “Fair enough! Sex, masturbation, whatever you want to call it, doing it with prey is definitely less [i]emotionally [/i]pleasant than, say, breeding a gorgeous NightWing like yourself.”\n\nIf his words weren’t obvious enough, his thoughts made his intentions crystal clear.\n\nMoon’s tail twitched anxiously at the SandWing’s boldness, but she otherwise didn’t acknowledge the blatant offer. As… interesting as the idea of being ‘bred’ by Qibli was, she was much too young to even think about eggs, and she doubted he had the self control to pull out when necessary. She also wasn’t sure about the emotional end of things. Could they handle a relationship? Teasing each other was one thing: becoming a couple was a whole fresh batch of confusion. It would be much too awkward.\n\n[i]And being mounted in front of Qibli by a buck isn’t?[/i] her mind unhelpfully supplied.\n\n“A-anyway,” she loudly changed the subject, ignoring Qibli’s grumbling, “assuming we do find a buck, what will you do? Obviously you can’t watch.”\n\n“What, are you saying you’re not comfortable [i]masturbating [/i]in front of a friend?”\n\n“...That is exactly what I’m saying.”\n\n“Aww, but Moon, that’s no fun! When are we ever going to find anyone else with our tastes? Sharing what we’re doing is the entire point! ” Moon knew what he was going to say, and she was [i]still [/i]taken off guard by what was said next. “Tell you what. I’ll catch something first, and then you watch me go at her. That way I’m the one exposing myself, not you. That way you get to see how [i]not [/i]of a big deal it is.”\n\n“Th-that’s not necessary,” she said quickly. Qibli’s memory of the [i]event [/i]was more than enough. “I’ll do it myself, and you can, ugh, watch. But no masturbating!” She insisted when she noticed where his thoughts were headed. “Being mounted in front of you is going to be awkward enough.\n\nQibli grinned. “Yes, ma’am!” He saluted her with a wing, silly as ever. \n\nShe couldn’t help it: she laughed. Snorted, really. \n\nDespite everything, he was still the Qibli she kinda, maybe, sorta loved.\n\n\n\nThey didn’t find a buck.\n\n“Qibli. That’s a wolf.”\n\nThe SandWing tilted his head at her, completely unbothered by the snarling wolf clutched in his foreclaws. “Yes it is!”\n\nShe groaned at the expected answer. “[i]Why[/i] is it a wolf?”\n\n“Well,” he began with an annoying drawl, “all the bucks are hiding, apparently, but I found this [i]good boy[/i] watching us from a distance. At least I think he’s a boy.” Qibli turned the wolf upside-down and peered between its hind legs, to the poor thing’s frantic, whining protests. Moon couldn’t quite see anything, but Qibli just nodded. “Mammals have testicles on the outside, and it’s pretty obvious on this guy. I think I see his penis too, but it’s difficult to tell with mammals. Weird cute furry things.”\n\n“Qibli. I am [i]not[/i] having sex with a wolf.”\n\n“Aww, come on! He’s a little small compared to a buck, sure, but he’ll probably feel good. Maybe.”\n\nGrowling, Moon snatched the wolf from his talons and placed him on the ground. Freed, he immediately bolted, though with a slight limp to his left side where Qibli’s talons gripped him. \n\nQibli opened his mouth then closed it. “Alright then,” he finally said. “You made your point. What about a nice bull—”\n\nScreaming her frustration, Moon turned around and flew into the forest in search of a [i]buck.[/i]\n\n\n\nFinally, after nearly an hour of fruitless efforts, she found one. A deer. Male. The large, majestic antlers sprouting from his head like a colossal tree made his gender quite clear from a distance, though the masculine scent spread across this section of the forest would've proved enough.\n\nWhat next? The question stumped the NightWing. Obviously she wasn't going back to Qibli to let him watch her get [i]mated[/i]. She agreed to it, unfortunately, but if she started and finished too quickly for him to find her and watch, well, too bad.\n\nBut how to [i]entice [/i]the male into doing what she wanted without attacking or fleeing? Surely it couldn't be as easy as lifting her tail in front of him. For one, she was an entirely different species. Secondly, she was specifically a [i]dragon[/i]. A natural predator to the very deer she somehow wanted to try mating with.\n\n[i]I still can't believe I'm going through with this. Is something wrong with me?[/i]\n\nClearly. But that didn’t stop her from eying the buck from her spot hidden in the bushes, observing for the best time to pounce. Or whatever she was planning to do.\n\nShe still didn't know how to go about this.\n\nMoonwatcher took a deep breath and decided to wing it. “I hope this works.” she whispered as she slowly, carefully stepped out of the bushes and toward the unaware buck. He was bent over, facing away from her as he munched on some grass. His hiked tail revealed his confidence, inadvertently showing off his fluffy rump. \n\nThe sight of his anus and the external testicles directly below sent an odd thrill down her spine.\n\nA vision struck suddenly and without warning. Flashes of pleasure. Glimpses of the buck mounting her as she presented herself, staying perfectly still as he humped her without pause or passion, stuffing his lengthy cock deep inside her untouched depths. All while she held her paws to her snout, holding back moans so as to not spook him into fleeing.\n\nHeat rushed to her cheeks as the brief vision competed. Her wings fluttered, and she barely managed to not kick up dirt by accident.\n\nThis would work. [i]Was[/i] going to work.\n\n[i]I'm really going to be mated by a buck.[/i]\n\nWith the male deer still facing away from her, oblivious to her presence, Moonwatcher turned around and lowered her face to the ground. This put her rear up in the air, large tail hiked and to the sky, curled slightly at the tip in her nervous excitement.\n\nNow to make her presence known as gently as possible.\n\nMoonwatcher ensured that her wings were tucked away tightly to her sides, making herself smaller. Then she made a low, quiet warbling sound. Something as close to a deer noise as she could. Obviously it wouldn't be exact, but all she had to do was catch the buck's attention long enough for him to see the invitation. Even a deer would know how submissive she was being, right?\n\nShe peered back over her leftmost wing as subtly as she could. Following her call, the buck froze, turned around and looked directly at her. His ears were high on his head, flicking her way. \n\nNeither of them moved.\n\n[i]What am I doing? This isn't going to work. Maybe that wasn't even a vision, just a disgusting fantasy. I don’t even want this… do I?[/i]\n\nThe deer didn't run. She sensed his unease. Sensed his instincts screaming at him to flee. But she also sensed in his simple mind a turmoil of desire and arousal. Of reckless [i]need[/i].\n\nHis nostrils flared. More panic jolted through the deer, the scent of [i]dragon [/i]clearly not agreeing with his instincts. But the scent of an aroused female fought with his desires to flee, culminating in a step forward. Then two.\n\n[i]Wait, aroused? I'm… oh, Three Moons, I AM wet! I didn’t even realize.[/i]\n\nThis was good. He likely would have fled already if not for her scent. \n\nMoon flinched when he suddenly licked her. She hadn’t been prepared for his tongue. Thick and warm, the buck dragged the wet length across the entirety of her genital slit, sending a flurry of sensation throughout her backside and all the way up her body. His hot breath washed over her backside as he huffed between slurps. \n\n“G-good deer,” she encouraged softly, pushing into his tongue. He began each lick at the base of her sex, slipping in slightly and slurping up from her clit to her tail. He seemed particularly fascinated by her hidden anus, teasing the sensitive hole located at the upper end of her slit. It felt [i]bizarre[/i] having such a naughty place be intruded upon like this, but also good. Great, even. Better than she ever imagined. “Keep going…”\n\nThe buck pulled away at her words, startled by the low growls of a [i]predator[/i]. She worried he would stop completely. That she messed this up. It was a terrible thought now that she knew how wonderful a tongue felt back there. \n\nBut a sudden weight on her back proved those fears wrong. She grunted as he mounted her. The animal wasted no time before thrusting forward, sliding something warm and stiff along her thighs. Then again, and again, each jerk of his hips bringing them closer to a bestial union.\n\nHe buried his snout into her right wing, huffing loudly as he attempted to claim her virginity. \nA few times he managed to jab at her slit, his [i]penis[/i] sinking inside slightly. But the angle was all wrong, causing him to pop right back out when he tried to thrust deeper. It hurt a little bit. Too much pressure in the wrong spots. \n\nIt also felt [i]incredible. [/i]\n\nShe winced when he aimed too far up, putting intense pressure on her anus and making her squeak.\n\nIn an effort to assist him, and hopefully [i]not [/i]have her butt stuffed by the eager male, Moon raised her tail higher and lowered her face into the dirt. This seemed to do the trick. The next thrust was accompanied by intense pressure, and then a loud, wet [i]schlorp [/i]as her insides suddenly yielded for the deer’s invading length.\n\nShe couldn’t help it; she roared at the feeling, the sensation of being penetrated overwhelming the NightWing in the most wonderful of ways. It didn’t even hurt that much. A sudden, sharp [i]pinch[/i], followed by intense fullness that spread throughout her belly. Almost like being enveloped in a nice, hot bath.\n\n“Oh! You already started!”\n\nShe clenched down [i]hard[/i] as Qibli’s voice rang throughout the clearing, though the deer hardly seemed to notice. He was too busy humping with quick, deep thrusts that scratched every itch she never knew she had. It was loud, it was messy, and it felt [i]incredible[/i]. \n\nThe SandWing in question was sitting on all fours in the bushes in front of Moon, tail wrapped neatly around his front talons. The grin on his face was absolutely radiant. It might’ve been the happiest she’d ever seen him.\n\n[i]R-right. I did say he could watch…[/i] She squeezed her eyes shut as she sensed the buck’s orgasm approaching, his motions growing jerky, urgent. It hadn’t even been ten seconds. [i]Three Moons, this feels good. Is Qibli going to watch me climax on a deer?[/i]\n\n“H-hey, Qibli,” she said, breathing heavily as she and the deer both approached the point of no return. It was incredibly awkward being [i]mated[/i] like this in front of one of her friends, but she was in so much bliss that she no longer cared. “You were—[i]ha[/i]—right. This is… this is amazing.”\n\n“Told you!” Qibli stood up and headed her way. Panic pulsed through the buck as the other dragon—the other [i]male[/i]—approached, but all that meant was he tried to finish faster, thrusting hard enough into her that the already embarrassing noises of their union became unbearably wet and gross. “Ha, he’s really going at it. This is so hot! Are you close, Moon?”\n\n“Y-yes.” It was true. What the deer lacked in expertise, he more than made up for with feral enthusiasm. The noisy sounds of their mating [i]schlorped [/i]in her ears, her pleasure building in her belly with each powerful plunge of the buck’s lengthy member. “He’s soooo deep, Qibli!” \n\nThe buck was well beyond caring about the dragons around him by this point. He was thrusting into her with a single-minded frenzy, huffing and burying his head into her back, horns digging slightly into her wing. It hurt, but the pleasure building—no, [i]blooming[/i] in her loins washed the discomfort away. \n\nHer unusual mate plunged deep into her one last time, before bleating his heart out as a slippery heat splashed her insides. The way he hugged her, twitched [i]within [/i]her, told her without words exactly what was happening. She giggled dizzily in the realization that an animal was ejaculating inside her vagina, spilling his feral seed deep within her womb.\n\n[i]I— it’s so— I’m going to—[/i]\n\nMoon spread her wings and roared as the sensation pushed her over the edge. Powerful muscles milked and squeezed the penis buried within her, earning a pleased bleat from the buck who’d all but collapsed on her back, shuddering with each and every hot rope he sent streaking into her. Nothing could compare to this feeling. The wonderful experience of being claimed. \n\nBeing [i]bred[/i].\n\nEventually the buck stopped squirting, and once he did, his awareness returned with a jolt. He stepped back, causing a torrential gush of their mixed fluids to splash to the ground as his softening length plopped out of her. He licked her used slit as though in thanks, shook his head, and then pranced away, leaving her ass-up and trembling as she recovered from the best climax she’d ever had in her life.\n\nMoon would have stayed like that for who-knew-how-long, but she was shocked to reality when a soft, wet sensation greeted her folds. She glanced over her back and froze. “Q-qibli?!” she yelped at the sight—and sensation—of the SandWing slipping his forked-tongue into her well-bred genital slit. She clenched down on his tongue, and shuddered as he pulled back out, along with a globule of thick deer cum. “What are you doing?!”\n\n“Helping clean [i]my friend[/i] up!” he chirped after swallowing the animal’s vile seed. At least, it should have been vile, yet the sight only thrilled her. “Surely you don’t want to return to Jade Mountain leaking that buck’s cum?”\n\n“Y-you could’ve asked first…” she said, flustered by the SandWing’s boldness.\n\nHe went in for another [i]thorough [/i]lick, delving deep into her vagina. On the way out, his forked tongue took a detour toward her tail to flick against her hidden pucker. She shuddered at the strange and lewd touch. “Shall I stop?”\n\n“...No. It feels nice.”\n\n“Tastes nice too,” he purred and went in for another lick. “You know, watching that, watching [i]you, [/i]it got me very excited.”\n\nShe pushed back into his tongue, eyes closing. “Mhm?” She knew what he was thinking before he said it. The anxiety, the hope, the [i]love[/i]. She felt it. His desire for her. His appreciation or the secrets they now shared.\n\nMoon being mated for the first time, bred by an animal… It stoked the fires in her heart, fanned the flames roaring in her belly.\n\nShe wanted him. And Qibli wanted her, too.\n\n“Does are fun,” he continued between licks, “and I’m sure bucks are great too, but here we are, both needy, both sharing in this wonderful experience together. I think you're a very beautiful dragon, Moon, and I—”\n\n“I want to have sex with you too,” she interrupted, giggling at the way his mind stalled. “Just not right now. Maybe… maybe soon. Maybe even this week. But not today. Not just yet.”\n\nQibli’s mind soared higher than any dragon. He was a bit disappointed it wouldn’t happen [i]now, [/i]but he was so happy she said yes at all that any negative thoughts were banished before they could take root. The thoughts she heard pinging around his head made her smile… and blush.\n\n“I can live with that.” Another deep slurp ended with an audible gulp of fluids. “You're as clean as you'll get, I think. I'm still… needy, though. Want to watch [i]me[/i] have some fun with a deer? Maybe a horse? I’ve been meaning to try one.”\n\nMoon repositioned herself into a more proper upright stance and faced Qibli. Him having full view of her butt as they talked felt strange, even if he had just been ‘cleaning’ her. Disappointment flashed through the other dragon at the loss of his eye candy, but he bounced back quickly with a smug grin across his snout. \n\nA snout that was slick with her fluids.\n\n“Alright,” she agreed readily, accepting her part in this new, ridiculous [i]taboo[/i] they were breaking together. “Let's go!”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Moonwatcher kept her expression blank as Qibli swaggered back into the cave, muzzle caked in blood as he licked his claws clean. This wasn’t too unusual—many students preferred hunting their own prey to grabbing something from the prey chamber. What tripped Moon up were Qibli’s thoughts.

Being a mind reader, Moonwatcher had witnessed a few… too many thoughts she wasn’t prepared for. Her abilities granted a privileged view into the psyche of dragons, all their insecurities and private desires laid bare for her wide, morbidly curious eyes. Even before being exposed to all the dragons in the forest, she learned plenty from her mother, including what her late father’s penis looked like while it was in her mother’s mouth. Something she desperately wished to forget.

Once the Volcano opened up and she was finally free to meet her tribe, the mental strain intensified. Her only respite was, ironically, the sheer quantity of minds, making any specifics difficult to cling onto. But what little she gleaned was… unspeakable. She learned quickly that even the nicest dragons could harbor the darkest of thoughts.

Qibli’s mind stood among the blackest.

“I agree,” said a deep voice that boomed from everywhere yet nowhere. The one dragon who could read her thoughts. The one dragon whose mind was an enigma.

Darkstalker.

“That boy’s mind astounds me,” he continued. “So clever, yet so brash and indulgent. Reminds me of myself—well, discounting his inclination toward taboos of the flesh.”

Taboo indeed. If Moon had ever been innocent, she most definitely wasn’t anymore after what she witnessed in Qibli’s head starting last week.

It began as soft whispers over the past few months, little what ifs. Thoughts even he likely wasn’t aware of. At least not at first. Moon didn’t give his musings much stock. Dragons tended to think the oddest things, and those with truly horrible desires usually managed to resist their darker fantasies.

Usually.

Last week, Qibli indulged. He committed an act so vile, so unbelievably unsettling, that it left Moon sick to her stomach.

By contrast, the voice in her head was amused and fascinated by the developments. Said it was the most fun he’d had in months. Moon didn’t understand at first. What could be fun about witnessing such horrible memories?

“Why don’t we find out?” he had suggested, encouraging her to delve deeper into Qibli’s psyche, to experience his memories as though they were her own. She resisted for the first few days, then a week. Until it happened again.

Qibli claimed another doe.

But this one was different. After mating with the female deer—a concept she still couldn’t wrap her mind around Qibli, of all dragons, doing—Qibli decided to keep her as a pet, naming the poor thing Whitetail. The cute name would have made her giggle if not for the flashes of how brutally he raped the pregnant mother to be, the SandWing reminiscing as though it was a pleasant experience.

“Hey, Moon!” Qibli called out, practically skipping as he made his way toward her. The scent of prey hung thick on his bloody scales. She could tell this at least was from a buck, lining up with his memories after he left the poor doe alone in a cave, tied up with a promise to return to her soon. She almost imagined she could smell other things infused in the scent. “Caught a huuuge deer, left him near the entrance. Saved your favorite bits. If you’re up for it, maybe we can have a flight after? Stretch our wings.”

Qibli grinned hopefully at her, his mind racing as always. Only instead of adorable, flattering musings about her wings, tail, and, embarrassingly, even her vent, his mind was on Whitetail. It was strange. He really did want to fly with Moon, even planned to stare under her tail if she moved ahead, but those usual thoughts were dulled by his other worries. It honestly made her kind of… jealous.

Does he really care for this doe, or is this some strange, twisted fantasy of his?

“I can teach you how to find out,” Darkstalker whispered, the offer enticing enough in her state of mind that she considered it. She knew it was bait. That he was stoking her curiosity to get her to understand the fascination he had with Qibli’s activities. How else would she understand if not through his own experience?

“I’m sorry,” she told Qibli, wincing as he slumped. “But—”

“Hold on, Moon. Say yes. Have your little dinner date with the doe whisperer, then go flying with him. Land somewhere isolated. This technique requires full concentration; there are too many minds here to get optimal results. For you, I mean. I, naturally, can do it no matter the minds around me.”

She fought the urge to roll her eyes, though Qibli noticed her twitch. And her pause.

‘Moon’s acting strange again’, went the SandWing’s thoughts. ‘She was clearly going to say no, but now she’s thinking about something else. Is she reconsidering? Should I ask again, should I let her thoughts race? Should I show off Whitetail during the date? Moon likes animals. Actually, that’s a bad idea. Whitetail is probably still dripping, explaining that would be a nightmare.’

The irony of Qibli thinking she was the one acting strange was not lost on Moon.

“Actually, yes, I’d love to,” she said, smiling as Qibli’s expression brightened. Despite his bizarre tendencies recently, she still considered him funny, interesting, and very cute. There were worse things a dragon could do than mate with prey, though not much could be described as more bizarre. “I’m hungry, and a flight afterward sounds lovely.”

“Awesome! You won’t regret this!”


Dinner was great. He really did save all her favorites, and she found herself hungrier than she expected as she tucked in. Qibli laughed at her veracity in gnawing on the buck’s leg.

They didn’t talk too much, as much of her attention was focused on Darkstalker’s instructions. “Remember, I won’t be around to assist you. He hunts in the opposite direction from where we can speak. Do you understand the process? Or shall I go over it again?”

Darkstalker’s whispers continued as Qibli led her outside. They passed Kinkajou on the way out, who also seemed to have finished a hunting trip—though, her claws and muzzle were splashed with fresh fruit juice, not blood. A brief greeting and a joke from Qibli later, and they exited into the cool, crisp evening. The sun was not quite ready to set, but it was close.

No, no, I understand, she thought back at Darkstalker. I have to lose myself in his mind, allow his feelings to reign free, no matter how uncomfortable it feels. Then when I feel the thoughts I want, I… dive in like it’s an ocean.

“Good. It’s not the easiest skill to master, but so long as he keeps thinking about his pet doe, you should be able to nudge his memories to the event you want and experience it along with him. Oh, and do not try this mid-flight. Wait until he wants to land somewhere. The distraction of another dragon’s full experience can be… fatal in flight.”

He can’t know I’m there with him, can he?

“It’s possible. You won’t be there physically, of course, but this technique utilizes our abilities to their limits. Mind reading is like peering into the ocean and hoping to catch a glimpse of a fish. What you’re about to do is diving into the ocean to catch that fish. The latter causes ripples in the mind that cannot be detected by most. A sort of… pressure, nudging the mind in directions it wouldn’t otherwise go. Qibli is smart, however. He may notice something is wrong.” Darkstalker went silent for a moment. “I change my mind. This is a bad idea.”

Too late, she thought as she flung herself into the air with a mighty flap of her wings, Qibli right beside her. Wish me luck!

Darkstalker continued to speak to her as she flew. Giving tips, stressing the warnings, even trying to convince her to turn back. Eventually he gave up on that tactic and grew quieter and quieter, before vanishing completely.

She was finally alone with Qibli. Everything that happened next was on her.

No pressure.

Qibli guided Moon far away from Jade Mountain, showing off with flips and silly tricks the entire flight. She grinned and decided to show off a bit too, laughing as she swooped through the air with Qibli. All she knew were basic tricks. Little things she picked up in her very sparse time flying, granted, but that didn’t make them any less fun.

One such trick was flying in front of him so that her underbelly flashed before his eyes, teasing him with a glimpse of her genital slit, a spot she knew he fantasized about. This was a common way dragons flirted with each other, but she’d always been too shy to do things like this… until now, apparently. The fact Qibli liked her was obvious, even without mind reading, but that didn’t make approaching him any less anxiety-inducing. But he was attracted to her, he would mate her if she asked, and for reasons she struggled to put into words, being wanted by the SandWing was incredibly exciting.

Her sudden boldness surprised Qibli. Not that he complained—he couldn’t quite tell if she was doing it on purpose or not, a distinction which hardly mattered as he slyly repeated her maneuver, showing off his underbelly next. If she expected to see a tiny hint of pink slipping from his slit, she was sorely disappointed, though, because while her actions aroused him, the chill of dusk proved stronger.

They flew until sunset. No one else around, no one to interrupt them. No Winter to cause second doubts, no Darkstalker to make things awkward whenever she got excited.

Something was building. An urge, a desire. And a question. Two questions, actually.

Moon flew next to Qibli, as close as she could without disrupting their wakes. “This has been very fun!” she yelled over the roar of the wind. “But can we land soon? My wings are starting to ache, and I really have to pee!”

“Sure thing, Moon!” He swooped down toward an open clearing in the forest and hit the ground with a slight stumble. Moon landed next to him and stretched her stiff wings, before she folded them and let out a dramatic groan. Qibli laughed. “Glad to be back on the ground, huh?”

She opened her mouth to reply, only to wince as the pressure in her bladder made itself known with a vengeance. “Give me a few moments to pee, okay?”

"Right," Qibli said, turning around and walking away. “We were in the air for quite a while, I’ll do the same."

Moonwatcher kept an ear perked as Qibli retreated behind a tree. She waited until he was out of sight before she crouched low, flicked her thick tail out of the way, and emptied her bladder with a soft groan.

While relieving herself, Moonwatcher considered how to approach the topic of Qibli’s new ‘hobby’. Any judgment on her part would probably make him lock up, and so, too, would probing questions. The SandWing was strikingly intelligent and would immediately suspect something.

The best way to get him to open up was to confide in him first; to pretend she had these desires too, and play dumb about his own… inclinations. Darkstalker talked her ears off about psychological manipulation, which was unsettling, but she couldn’t deny how useful the tips proved in social situations.

Qibli finished before her, and stepped out of the bushes with a swagger to his step. “Still going, huh, Moon?”

Heat filled her cheeks at the intrusion. Luckily, she was facing the direction he came from, so he wouldn’t be able to see the stream.

“Clearly,” she said, trying to play it cool despite how much his proximity flustered her. Urinating around other dragons wasn’t uncommon, but she’d never been quite comfortable with it. Being alone much of her early life didn’t exactly breed good social skills, and the thoughts other dragons had during such communal events did not help whatsoever.

She finished quickly after that. Once done, Moon walked up to him and swatted him with a wing playfully, to his laughing protests.

“You’re perky today!” Unusually so, he added internally. “I like it. What’s the occasion?”

This was her chance. All she had to do was ‘confide’ in him. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to talk with someone about, and you’ve always seemed like an open minded dragon, Qibli,” she began with a flutter of her wings. She didn’t have to fake her nerves, which was good; it made the next part more believable. “Out of anyone else, I trust you the most with this s-secret. Before I say it, I need you to promise me you won’t tell anyone. No matter what I say.”

“This sounds serious,” Qibli said, not taking this very seriously at all. However, his features softened and he said, “Alright. Whatever this is about, Moon, your secret is safe with me!”

He meant it too. Clear as the night sky, his mind was determined never to tell a soul. Her trust in him was not misplaced. That didn’t stop the SandWing from tilting his head, wondering what she wanted to discuss. Part of him hoped she wanted him, another part would’ve been fine with a casual sexual advance. Even some exploratory scenarios that brought further heat to her face.

Regardless of what he hoped, his mind continued to analyze, always coming up with new hypotheses. All of which proved wrong.

She smiled. “Thank you, Qibli. You’re a good friend.” He deflated internally at that, and she realized those were the wrong words to say. Too late now, I have to move forward. “I… Three Moons, this is hard to say… I’ve been having fantasies,” she took a deep breath, ”about prey.”

The force of her words stunned Qibli into a wide-eyed stupor. His thoughts, for the first time she’d ever known him, stalled, frozen as though having taken a direct hit by an IceWing’s frost breath. He didn’t dare hope she was serious, for in his mind it was too good to be true. Too amazing, too wonderful to hope.

For the thought of not being alone in such taboo desires, and by Moonwatcher no less, filled his heart with an emotion Moon could not decode.

“S-sexual fantasies?” he asked for clarification, stuttering on the first word.

She shuffled in place before nodding. “Yes. Please don’t tell anyone! I know how wrong it is, and I understand if you don’t want to be—”

“Me too!” he blurted out, suddenly excited. “Oh, Moon, you have no idea how happy I am! What prey are you into? I’m into deer, myself. Have you done anything with them? Or are they purely fantasies?”

Moon was taken aback by the flip in Qibli’s mood, his eyes wild and his breathing heavy. She had hoped he’d be happy enough to confess, so she could get a better understanding as to his reasoning, but the sheer exuberance the dragon portrayed was overwhelming her. He practically bounced due to how excited he was.

It was kind of cute.

“Just fantasies,” she said. “But hang on, you’ve fantasized about prey too? That’s a relief! I knew you were open minded, but this is beyond my expectations.”

Qibli grew smug. “Fantasies? Ha! I mate with them. Only two so far, but, oooh, you have no idea how wonderful a doe feels! It’s just like mating a dragon. Maybe even better! Jealous?”

To her surprise, yes: she was jealous. It was an unwelcome feeling, an ugly flare of self-pity and frustration. Not only because of what Qibli said, but also the unspoken thought that she couldn’t compare. The thought that she couldn’t match a DEER at sex was… it was… it was infuriating!

Another surprise was how quickly Qibli admitted to it.

“Ha! You are jealous!” Qibli continued, taking her frustrated expression at face value. “You don’t have to be jealous, Moon. I’ll catch you a nice, healthy buck, and you can try him out yourself! I doubt you’d have as much fun with a doe as I do, for obvious reasons, but I don’t think it’ll be too difficult to encourage him to perform.”

“You want me to do what?!” she cried out, forgetting her own expressed interest in the topic. Qibli’s confusion and hurt at her ‘strange’ reaction had her quickly backpedaling. “I’m just surprised, is all. Is it even safe? I’ve wondered what it might feel like, but I’m worried about trying it for real.”

“Then let’s go get one and you can test him out for yourself! I’m not sure exactly how to get a buck to perform, but it’s pretty easy with the females. Well, sorta easy. Getting it in is easy, at least.”

She winced at the memory that flashed through Qibli’s mind. Of a doe’s slit being ruined, split wider than naturally due to the lack of preparation. So much blood… She preferred how he treated the pregnant one. At least she seemed to enjoy herself then. Mostly.

I’ll make sure the buck enjoys it. Her own thought made her pause. Am I actually considering this? Letting an animal mate with me?

Yes. Apparently she was.

“Okay,” she agreed, to Qibli’s beaming delight. “Let’s go find a buck.”



Losing her virginity to a buck was most certainly not how Moon expected her outing with Qibli to go. She wasn’t supposed to go this far. At worst, she’d converse with him about his interests, maybe even tease Qibli a little as he gushed about how great deer were to mate. Then she’d delve into his memories like Darkstalker taught.

But why invade his privacy that deeply, risking everything if he noticed, when she could simply experience the taboo for herself? Who was going to know? Besides Darkstalker, this was their little secret.

“I’m a little nervous,” she admitted as they crept through the forest, senses alert for signs of prey. “I’ve never had sex before, isn’t this going a bit fast?”

Qibli hummed for a moment. “It’s more like masturbation than sex, if I had to put a label on it. It’s probably kinda almost like being with a real dragon, but without the messy courtings, deep connections, or the risk of eggs. Besides, having sex with food sounds weird.”

“And masturbating with food doesn’t?”

He glanced sidelong at her before breaking into giggles. “Fair enough! Sex, masturbation, whatever you want to call it, doing it with prey is definitely less emotionally pleasant than, say, breeding a gorgeous NightWing like yourself.”

If his words weren’t obvious enough, his thoughts made his intentions crystal clear.

Moon’s tail twitched anxiously at the SandWing’s boldness, but she otherwise didn’t acknowledge the blatant offer. As… interesting as the idea of being ‘bred’ by Qibli was, she was much too young to even think about eggs, and she doubted he had the self control to pull out when necessary. She also wasn’t sure about the emotional end of things. Could they handle a relationship? Teasing each other was one thing: becoming a couple was a whole fresh batch of confusion. It would be much too awkward.

And being mounted in front of Qibli by a buck isn’t? her mind unhelpfully supplied.

“A-anyway,” she loudly changed the subject, ignoring Qibli’s grumbling, “assuming we do find a buck, what will you do? Obviously you can’t watch.”

“What, are you saying you’re not comfortable masturbating in front of a friend?”

“...That is exactly what I’m saying.”

“Aww, but Moon, that’s no fun! When are we ever going to find anyone else with our tastes? Sharing what we’re doing is the entire point! ” Moon knew what he was going to say, and she was still taken off guard by what was said next. “Tell you what. I’ll catch something first, and then you watch me go at her. That way I’m the one exposing myself, not you. That way you get to see how not of a big deal it is.”

“Th-that’s not necessary,” she said quickly. Qibli’s memory of the event was more than enough. “I’ll do it myself, and you can, ugh, watch. But no masturbating!” She insisted when she noticed where his thoughts were headed. “Being mounted in front of you is going to be awkward enough.

Qibli grinned. “Yes, ma’am!” He saluted her with a wing, silly as ever.

She couldn’t help it: she laughed. Snorted, really.

Despite everything, he was still the Qibli she kinda, maybe, sorta loved.



They didn’t find a buck.

“Qibli. That’s a wolf.”

The SandWing tilted his head at her, completely unbothered by the snarling wolf clutched in his foreclaws. “Yes it is!”

She groaned at the expected answer. “Why is it a wolf?”

“Well,” he began with an annoying drawl, “all the bucks are hiding, apparently, but I found this good boy watching us from a distance. At least I think he’s a boy.” Qibli turned the wolf upside-down and peered between its hind legs, to the poor thing’s frantic, whining protests. Moon couldn’t quite see anything, but Qibli just nodded. “Mammals have testicles on the outside, and it’s pretty obvious on this guy. I think I see his penis too, but it’s difficult to tell with mammals. Weird cute furry things.”

“Qibli. I am not having sex with a wolf.”

“Aww, come on! He’s a little small compared to a buck, sure, but he’ll probably feel good. Maybe.”

Growling, Moon snatched the wolf from his talons and placed him on the ground. Freed, he immediately bolted, though with a slight limp to his left side where Qibli’s talons gripped him.

Qibli opened his mouth then closed it. “Alright then,” he finally said. “You made your point. What about a nice bull—”

Screaming her frustration, Moon turned around and flew into the forest in search of a buck.



Finally, after nearly an hour of fruitless efforts, she found one. A deer. Male. The large, majestic antlers sprouting from his head like a colossal tree made his gender quite clear from a distance, though the masculine scent spread across this section of the forest would've proved enough.

What next? The question stumped the NightWing. Obviously she wasn't going back to Qibli to let him watch her get mated. She agreed to it, unfortunately, but if she started and finished too quickly for him to find her and watch, well, too bad.

But how to entice the male into doing what she wanted without attacking or fleeing? Surely it couldn't be as easy as lifting her tail in front of him. For one, she was an entirely different species. Secondly, she was specifically a dragon. A natural predator to the very deer she somehow wanted to try mating with.

I still can't believe I'm going through with this. Is something wrong with me?

Clearly. But that didn’t stop her from eying the buck from her spot hidden in the bushes, observing for the best time to pounce. Or whatever she was planning to do.

She still didn't know how to go about this.

Moonwatcher took a deep breath and decided to wing it. “I hope this works.” she whispered as she slowly, carefully stepped out of the bushes and toward the unaware buck. He was bent over, facing away from her as he munched on some grass. His hiked tail revealed his confidence, inadvertently showing off his fluffy rump.

The sight of his anus and the external testicles directly below sent an odd thrill down her spine.

A vision struck suddenly and without warning. Flashes of pleasure. Glimpses of the buck mounting her as she presented herself, staying perfectly still as he humped her without pause or passion, stuffing his lengthy cock deep inside her untouched depths. All while she held her paws to her snout, holding back moans so as to not spook him into fleeing.

Heat rushed to her cheeks as the brief vision competed. Her wings fluttered, and she barely managed to not kick up dirt by accident.

This would work. Was going to work.

I'm really going to be mated by a buck.

With the male deer still facing away from her, oblivious to her presence, Moonwatcher turned around and lowered her face to the ground. This put her rear up in the air, large tail hiked and to the sky, curled slightly at the tip in her nervous excitement.

Now to make her presence known as gently as possible.

Moonwatcher ensured that her wings were tucked away tightly to her sides, making herself smaller. Then she made a low, quiet warbling sound. Something as close to a deer noise as she could. Obviously it wouldn't be exact, but all she had to do was catch the buck's attention long enough for him to see the invitation. Even a deer would know how submissive she was being, right?

She peered back over her leftmost wing as subtly as she could. Following her call, the buck froze, turned around and looked directly at her. His ears were high on his head, flicking her way.

Neither of them moved.

What am I doing? This isn't going to work. Maybe that wasn't even a vision, just a disgusting fantasy. I don’t even want this… do I?

The deer didn't run. She sensed his unease. Sensed his instincts screaming at him to flee. But she also sensed in his simple mind a turmoil of desire and arousal. Of reckless need.

His nostrils flared. More panic jolted through the deer, the scent of dragon clearly not agreeing with his instincts. But the scent of an aroused female fought with his desires to flee, culminating in a step forward. Then two.

Wait, aroused? I'm… oh, Three Moons, I AM wet! I didn’t even realize.

This was good. He likely would have fled already if not for her scent.

Moon flinched when he suddenly licked her. She hadn’t been prepared for his tongue. Thick and warm, the buck dragged the wet length across the entirety of her genital slit, sending a flurry of sensation throughout her backside and all the way up her body. His hot breath washed over her backside as he huffed between slurps.

“G-good deer,” she encouraged softly, pushing into his tongue. He began each lick at the base of her sex, slipping in slightly and slurping up from her clit to her tail. He seemed particularly fascinated by her hidden anus, teasing the sensitive hole located at the upper end of her slit. It felt bizarre having such a naughty place be intruded upon like this, but also good. Great, even. Better than she ever imagined. “Keep going…”

The buck pulled away at her words, startled by the low growls of a predator. She worried he would stop completely. That she messed this up. It was a terrible thought now that she knew how wonderful a tongue felt back there.

But a sudden weight on her back proved those fears wrong. She grunted as he mounted her. The animal wasted no time before thrusting forward, sliding something warm and stiff along her thighs. Then again, and again, each jerk of his hips bringing them closer to a bestial union.

He buried his snout into her right wing, huffing loudly as he attempted to claim her virginity.
A few times he managed to jab at her slit, his penis sinking inside slightly. But the angle was all wrong, causing him to pop right back out when he tried to thrust deeper. It hurt a little bit. Too much pressure in the wrong spots.

It also felt incredible.

She winced when he aimed too far up, putting intense pressure on her anus and making her squeak.

In an effort to assist him, and hopefully not have her butt stuffed by the eager male, Moon raised her tail higher and lowered her face into the dirt. This seemed to do the trick. The next thrust was accompanied by intense pressure, and then a loud, wet schlorp as her insides suddenly yielded for the deer’s invading length.

She couldn’t help it; she roared at the feeling, the sensation of being penetrated overwhelming the NightWing in the most wonderful of ways. It didn’t even hurt that much. A sudden, sharp pinch, followed by intense fullness that spread throughout her belly. Almost like being enveloped in a nice, hot bath.

“Oh! You already started!”

She clenched down hard as Qibli’s voice rang throughout the clearing, though the deer hardly seemed to notice. He was too busy humping with quick, deep thrusts that scratched every itch she never knew she had. It was loud, it was messy, and it felt incredible.

The SandWing in question was sitting on all fours in the bushes in front of Moon, tail wrapped neatly around his front talons. The grin on his face was absolutely radiant. It might’ve been the happiest she’d ever seen him.

R-right. I did say he could watch… She squeezed her eyes shut as she sensed the buck’s orgasm approaching, his motions growing jerky, urgent. It hadn’t even been ten seconds. Three Moons, this feels good. Is Qibli going to watch me climax on a deer?

“H-hey, Qibli,” she said, breathing heavily as she and the deer both approached the point of no return. It was incredibly awkward being mated like this in front of one of her friends, but she was in so much bliss that she no longer cared. “You were—ha—right. This is… this is amazing.”

“Told you!” Qibli stood up and headed her way. Panic pulsed through the buck as the other dragon—the other male—approached, but all that meant was he tried to finish faster, thrusting hard enough into her that the already embarrassing noises of their union became unbearably wet and gross. “Ha, he’s really going at it. This is so hot! Are you close, Moon?”

“Y-yes.” It was true. What the deer lacked in expertise, he more than made up for with feral enthusiasm. The noisy sounds of their mating schlorped in her ears, her pleasure building in her belly with each powerful plunge of the buck’s lengthy member. “He’s soooo deep, Qibli!”

The buck was well beyond caring about the dragons around him by this point. He was thrusting into her with a single-minded frenzy, huffing and burying his head into her back, horns digging slightly into her wing. It hurt, but the pleasure building—no, blooming in her loins washed the discomfort away.

Her unusual mate plunged deep into her one last time, before bleating his heart out as a slippery heat splashed her insides. The way he hugged her, twitched within her, told her without words exactly what was happening. She giggled dizzily in the realization that an animal was ejaculating inside her vagina, spilling his feral seed deep within her womb.

I— it’s so— I’m going to—

Moon spread her wings and roared as the sensation pushed her over the edge. Powerful muscles milked and squeezed the penis buried within her, earning a pleased bleat from the buck who’d all but collapsed on her back, shuddering with each and every hot rope he sent streaking into her. Nothing could compare to this feeling. The wonderful experience of being claimed.

Being bred.

Eventually the buck stopped squirting, and once he did, his awareness returned with a jolt. He stepped back, causing a torrential gush of their mixed fluids to splash to the ground as his softening length plopped out of her. He licked her used slit as though in thanks, shook his head, and then pranced away, leaving her ass-up and trembling as she recovered from the best climax she’d ever had in her life.

Moon would have stayed like that for who-knew-how-long, but she was shocked to reality when a soft, wet sensation greeted her folds. She glanced over her back and froze. “Q-qibli?!” she yelped at the sight—and sensation—of the SandWing slipping his forked-tongue into her well-bred genital slit. She clenched down on his tongue, and shuddered as he pulled back out, along with a globule of thick deer cum. “What are you doing?!”

“Helping clean my friend up!” he chirped after swallowing the animal’s vile seed. At least, it should have been vile, yet the sight only thrilled her. “Surely you don’t want to return to Jade Mountain leaking that buck’s cum?”

“Y-you could’ve asked first…” she said, flustered by the SandWing’s boldness.

He went in for another thorough lick, delving deep into her vagina. On the way out, his forked tongue took a detour toward her tail to flick against her hidden pucker. She shuddered at the strange and lewd touch. “Shall I stop?”

“...No. It feels nice.”

“Tastes nice too,” he purred and went in for another lick. “You know, watching that, watching you, it got me very excited.”

She pushed back into his tongue, eyes closing. “Mhm?” She knew what he was thinking before he said it. The anxiety, the hope, the love. She felt it. His desire for her. His appreciation or the secrets they now shared.

Moon being mated for the first time, bred by an animal… It stoked the fires in her heart, fanned the flames roaring in her belly.

She wanted him. And Qibli wanted her, too.

“Does are fun,” he continued between licks, “and I’m sure bucks are great too, but here we are, both needy, both sharing in this wonderful experience together. I think you're a very beautiful  dragon, Moon, and I—”

“I want to have sex with you too,” she interrupted, giggling at the way his mind stalled. “Just not right now. Maybe… maybe soon. Maybe even this week. But not today. Not just yet.”

Qibli’s mind soared higher than any dragon. He was a bit disappointed it wouldn’t happen now, but he was so happy she said yes at all that any negative thoughts were banished before they could take root. The thoughts she heard pinging around his head made her smile… and blush.

“I can live with that.” Another deep slurp ended with an audible gulp of fluids. “You're as clean as you'll get, I think. I'm still… needy, though. Want to watch me have some fun with a deer? Maybe a horse? I’ve been meaning to try one.”

Moon repositioned herself into a more proper upright stance and faced Qibli. Him having full view of her butt as they talked felt strange, even if he had just been ‘cleaning’ her. Disappointment flashed through the other dragon at the loss of his eye candy, but he bounced back quickly with a smug grin across his snout.

A snout that was slick with her fluids.

“Alright,” she agreed readily, accepting her part in this new, ridiculous taboo they were breaking together. “Let's go!”
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