My journeys take me to many exotic locations, from the bustling metropolises to the dark holds of evil powers, but there is nothing quite like climbing through the unexplored and wild places, discovering new creatures and documenting their magic and mating rituals.

But as my knowledge of magic grows, so, too, does my need for more and more powerful reagents. One particularly exciting spell requires a hazardous, yet very intriguing ingredient: the spilled semen of a dragon.

As a member of the Dragon's Heir tribe, I know the power and majesty of dragons, yet I also know that they are quite elusive creatures, hiding mostly in lairs far from the world. I had heard rumblings of a dragon living in a cave up in the mountains, and he is a terrible beast, indeed, guarding some deep and dark secret. My thought was that perhaps I could learn what secret he had been guarding while also obtaining the semen necessary for my spell to work. So, I made preparations and made my way up the mountain, but I took the kobold's route, running through the dark tunnels, heading up higher and higher into the twisting caverns, until I eventually found myself smelling the telltale signs of life… of a distinctly masculine scent.

I poked my head out from the small cavern I had found, only to gaze upon the shining example of the quintessential dragon's horde, but just beyond that, there sat the dragon, humanoid in form, but with the rippling, scaled muscles of a great wyrm indeed. He looked up from his seat, his eyes narrowing as smoke billows from his nostrils.

“Look at this. It’s a kobold. Come to my lair. Why is that? Do you wish to serve me, like the rest of your kind? Or are you here to steal from these treasures?”
I narrow my own eyes and wriggle my way out of the tunnel, popping out into the chamber beyond. I wiped off the dirt from my pants and shook my head. "No, sorry, oh, great dragon. I am not here for that, but instead, I am here to collect knowledge and ingredients for a spell."

“Oh, a wizard, are you?” he asked, using a massive sword as a cane as he pushed himself up. He lifted the weapon, resting it over his shoulders as he stared down at me. “Well, I do not give away services nor goods for free. Tell me, what are you willing to trade?”
I tilt my head up, looking him in the eyes as I held my book up to him. “I am a storyteller and a wizard, Tik Tik! I come here to-”
“Tik Tik?” The dragon growled. He stepped over his pile of treasure and kneeled down before me, leaning his head close and giving me quick sniffs. “I have heard of a Tik Tik… are you the famous Eromancer? The one who overthrew the Dark Sorceress?”
I must admit, I was quite surprised to have been so well known, especially from a dragon. News travels fast when one makes their splash in Anteronia, it seems. “My name and my deeds travel before me, it seems.”
"A rare treat for a kobold, indeed," He said. "So, what brings you here, little wizard? What exactly are you looking to take from me? Knowledge, I can understand, but I do not sell ingredients. Let me guess… my blood? My scales?"

I shook my head, “No, sir. I humbly request to extract from you your manly semen, so that I may perform a powerful sexual spell.”
"Well, now, isn't that interesting. Sure, I'll play along with you, but you got to do something for me…" The dragon chuckled as he sat back upon his gold, crossing one leg over the other and resting his head upon his hands. "You'll have to use your body to get it out of me."

Oh, of course, it wouldn’t be so easy. “Well, I would have been happy just watching you think about me and my works,” I said, unhooking my cloak. “But if you really think a little kobold like me could please a mighty dragon like you, I shall certainly try.”
He chuckled and moved his one leg down. Now, his massive dragon cock stands up high, slick and oozing with desire. “It’s been far too long since I’ve had a female. Let’s see if you will work well to satisfy this desire of mine.”
I folded all my clothes neatly and placed them to the side before I sauntered my way up towards the dragon. I climb the pile of gold and get between his legs. By the time I am face-to-face with his cock, I notice just how huge it is compared to me. I had to turn my head up just to see the tip, and I could climb on top of him, wrap my arms around him, and rub my body up against the length to stimulate him. That is how I start, sitting upon his pelvis, facing away from him, as I stroke my underbelly over his massive shaft.

The dragon sighed, shifting and groaning as he adjusted to the rhythm of my rocking. I look over my should towards him, and I fluttered my eyes. “I hope this is sufficient for you, Master Dragon. I have learned to please larger men in my travels. Yours is one of the most impressive I’ve seen, in size and in girth.”
“There are not many who can rival a dragon,” He replied.
I nod and turn my head back, rolling out my tongue and pressing the muscle against his flesh. It quivers under my touch. The taste made me shudder as well, with the mix of musk and metal, a dragon’s length is nothing like anything else I have tasted.
The dragon reached down, gripping his impressive head around my skull. He shoved me up against the shaft, forcing me to make out with it, not that I minded, mainly, but I am no mere kobold. I am Tik Tik, and I have more up my sleeve.

I gave the dragon my own brand of full-body cock loving, but he soon sighed and leaned back, reaching forward and pinching at my tail. With little trouble, he lifted me up, leaving me dangling and powerless. "Ah, you are a little fire spirit, aren't you?" He sighed. "Perhaps, I could find some ways to have with you, after all." At that statement, he licked his lips and opened his mouth.

"E…, eat me!? No, you don't want to do that!" I pleaded, dangling haphazardly.

He blinked, then chuckled. “Oh, no, I don’t want to eat you.” He then brought me closer, opening his mouth and rolling out his tongue. The warmth of his breath fills my entire lower body as his sharp teeth scratched up against my scales. I wrap my legs around his head, panting as the tongue rested upon my underbelly where his cock had been only a few moments ago.
He laughed, but couldn’t talk with me there so placed in his mouth, but he closed his eyes and slid his tongue down along my body. I shuddered, my own eyes growing heavy as he slicked saliva down along my scales, making me shimmer in the glimmer of the gold. Soon, though, that thick, wet, muscly tongue pressed itself right up against my slit.
"Aaa... Aah… not EAT me, but Eat me OUT!" I gasped, hands holding onto his snout. "V…, very fun-funny!"

He leaned back, holding me in his mouth as his tongue lashed over my slit over and over again, tasting me as if I were some snack, but showing that he could please me with hardly any effort on his part. I started to wonder just how formidable his loving could be If he tried and if I could survive the full brunt of his lust.

Biting my lip, I could not help myself but release, spilling my love over him. He groaned, tasting my sex as I squirmed in him. With a spit, he knocked me down onto his chest, making me a heaving, glistening lump of satisfaction.
Licking his maw again and smacking his lips, he made a show of enjoying himself. “Ah, that was wonderful,” he sighed. “Nothing like the taste of satisfaction upon a beautiful woman.”
“B… beautiful…?” I gasped, the words barely escaping my mouth before I felt the warmth in my cheeks.
"It isn't often I see such an oddity. Pink, bright-eyed, so full of wisdom, yet so very erotic. Usually, the ones who fall to their base desires are simple stupid things, thinking they could deep throat me." He sighed at that as he reached downward, wrapping his hands around my small frame. Thumbs press up against my spit-covered underbelly, the strong digits rubbing my chest in a massage. "Some kobolds show off more mammalian traits. I take it your breed does not."

"T…, that is what you want?" I asked him, still finding the feeling of his fingers upon me to be pleasing.

He nodded. “If you want, of course.”
Remembering a simple illusion spell, I instructed him to relax and listen to the sound of my voice. AS I recited it, both of us felt ourselves drifting off into a hypnotic haze until, eventually, reality warped for us the way we sought it. I lay there on top of him, curvier, more dragon-like with a more extensive set of horns, and with breasts pressed against his chest.

Immediately, he pushed me down onto the bed of gold and took full handfuls of my chest. In reality, though, we were still sleeping, dreaming of the encounter as I lay curled up on his chest.

He pinched the dream me’s nipples and fondled my breasts. Meanwhile, I tilted my head back, gasping as he was able to work on me without actually doing any damage.
He pressed his face in between my chest, groaning happily as he licked over the scales of my chest. I moved my hands down, gripping at his horns and pushing him up against me. I growled with a draconic delight, the back of my mind, knowing that this was only a temporary situation.

Soon, he pulled his mouth free and smiled up at me, resting his chin upon my chest. "Tik Tik, such a wonderful name. I am Tamati Dragneel, and I have been guarding this treasure for a long, long time. But to find a wizard of your calibur… it is quite impressive and most wonderful. This almost feels real."

I blink as I run my hand over his horn, scratching behind it. “Ah, so you figured it out…”
He nodded. "ARr you enjoying this, or do you wish I please the real you?"

I tilt my head. "Why… why are you so nice to me? I should be serving 

He nuzzled his head against my cheek and whispered back to me. “Please, call me ‘Tam.”
I awoke, yawning, and rolling onto my stomach. I kicked my legs up and smiled down at the dragon laying under me. He opened his eyes as well, and he pushed himself up to a sitting position, letting me tumble down until I hit his hardened member. “Well, the next part would certainly be more easy with someone closer to my size.”
I turned around, facing away from him as I hugged his cock again. Giving it a lick, I giggle. “I’ll be happy to serve.”
“To be served?”
I tilt my head. “What are you saying, Tam?”
He pats me on the head, scratching with one finger between my horns. "A wizard of your level should have an arcane hideaway, a tower of some sort."

I gasped. “Y… you want to be the guardian to my laboratory!?”
He nodded at that. “Certainly. It seems like it would be much more interesting than staying here all day.”
I quickly agreed to Tamati's proposal. After all, what self-respecting wizard wouldn't want to have a dragon guarding all of their research, but as we left his home in the mountains, I couldn't help but feel there was something that I was missing. Looking through my notes, I lamented that I had forgotten to obtain the secret spell components I had come up here to get in the first place! But we had already made it to the quaint little hut that called my own, and I hopped down off of him, looking down compared to his great excitement.

Frowning, Tamati leaned down beside me, laying on his side as he asked, "Something the matter, oh great wizard?"

“Oh, Tamati, I came to your cave for rare materials. I may have gotten you, but I really needed something that was said to be in your collection.”
“We’ve taken everything of mine that was of any importance. Is there anything I can help you with now that we’re here?”
I asked him to wait there as I consulted my notes. Grabbing materials from a dragon was great, but catching an actual dragon could be better. "Ah, well, this magic spell requires something particular that I think you'll enjoy," I said to him, stepping outside once again, letting the cold night air touch my naked scales. He smiled at the sight, but sat up and said. "Yeah, and what's that?"

"It says here that if by the light of the moon, the wizard is filled doubly by the seed of a dragon, she can cast this spell without fail."

Tamati snickered and grabbed onto my shoulders. “Well, then, ready to be filled up?”
"I've prepared a spell for just such an occasion. Don't feel afraid now. You'll find me most accommodating."

A smile from corner to corner spread across his face. “Well, I can certainly do that, my mighty wizard!”
He lifted me up, his draconic cock already hardened and ready to take me on again. This time, however, I was ready and spread my legs apart. I tried to say something to the effect of “let me down gently,” but before I could finish, he pushed me down over his thick rod.
My slit accepted him readily, but not without resistance. After all, what's the fun of the spell, if it didn't keep me nice and tight? It is a brilliant creation, able to make the relative size and feel of a woman's opening but creating a pocket portal within so that the massive girth doesn't destroy me.

I breathe out and in with a constant rhythm as I rock over his cock. He groans as he leaned his head back, filling me up to the point of showing off a little bulge inside. I giggle as I trace along the outline of his scales as I take in the feeling. Already, even before he came inside of me, I could feel the magic flowing. It was becoming stronger and stronger until suddenly, it disappeared.

I blinked and glanced upwards, yelping in dismay. "Oh, no! The moon!" Thick clouds began to roll in. I had ignored the coming wind as I had grown used to it in our flight. He glanced up and then patted my head. "Hey, you said we needed to make love under the moon, right?"

“Yes, why?”
His great wings spread once more, and he stood up, holding onto me with both of his mighty hands. “Then, we shall go where the moon is!”
There was no rush quite like it as Tamati flew me up high into the sky, rocking his hips as his wings pushed us both up higher and higher. As we physically reached the climax of our ascent, breaking through the clouds, I felt his powerful orgasm hit me.

What wasn’t swelling up inside of my body dripped out from between us and sprinkled down into the clouds, along with the rain that brewed below. But there we were, in the air, under the moon.
Tam leveled out his flight, looming over me as he flew. He pulled me from his cock, letting me free with a little “pop” Cum oozed from between both of us, but he was quick to press the tip to me once more, to the tighter portion of my slit. I gasped, scratching over his stomach as I closed my eyes. The rush of the wind, the feeling of nothing but his hands underneath of me, it was all so exciting.
With a dragon’s roar, Tamati shoved himself into me, tighter than before and with more resistance, but I held on tight, my cries drowned out by the storm below us. The sheer power and control he had over me, despite being in my service, was astounding. We flew over the clouds for minutes upon minutes, each moment filled with his thick, ramming cock. I laugh and cry at the same time as I feel the magical energy flowing between the two of us. And as the full moon drowns us in its light, he releases once more, roaring mightily through the countryside as lightning flashes below us
I hadn't felt so swollen in a long time, but the feeling was incredible. However, there was something wrong. I was breathing heavily, and my eyes were drooping, and soon, I found myself drifting off to darkness.

When I finally awoke, I was in my bed. I was still a mess so this couldn’t have been a dream. Outside, I could hear the growl and grumble of deep breaths, and when I threw the curtain open, there was Tamati, laying against my bedroom wall, breathing deeply in his sleep. I giggled at the sight. I may not have been able to hold the magic in me that night, but I certainly had a lot of fun with my new guardian dragon.

Tam—that’s what I’m calling Tamati now—has been quite the addition to my wizard's study. While I have not been left wanting in regards to my collection of dragon reagents, he also provides me with various entertainments and has become quite the set piece and source of further research. Take, for example, my work on the sexuality of hybrid beings. This was expounded upon one time with the arrival of a friend of mine from far away.

I had not been expecting anyone when there came a knocking at my window. Groggy, I awoke, rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. It was barely even dusk, and the sun still shone in the sky, making me grumpy as I hopped down and scurried over to the window. But, as soon as I saw her there, I couldn’t help myself but throw open the windows. “Beasra!” I chirped.

The griffon smiled broadly as she swung herself in, one leg, and then the other. “Hey, there, Tik!” the bubbly bird-thing said. “Long time, no see.”
"Tik Tik has lots of work, lots and lots of work! Learning lots of new things. What brings Beasra?"

The griffon winked and slipped herself in, standing tall over me, but still hunched over in the tiny, kobold-sized house as she yawned. "Just flew in and boy are my wings tired. Man, aren't you ever going to make this place good for parties?"

I giggled at that and scurried on over past the window and towards my kitchen. “Tik Tink enjoys going to parties, not hosting them. Have party invite for Tik Tik?”
“Something like that,” Beasra said, though, as she heads past the window in the hall, she paused and quirks an ear. “What the…?”
I levitated a saucer and teacup to my hands but stopped when I sensed her distress. “Something wrong?”
“The hell is that sound?” the griffon said, peering outside.
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, didn’t meet Tam? Should have… he is guard.”
“Guard, huh?” she asks, opening up the window and peeking out, giving me quite the view of her round, plump ass. Quite the sight for evening breakfast.
“Hey, you silly guard! You’re supposed to keep people out, not sleep while you let them… in…?” She slowed down to a crawl as she stared off towards the curled up form of the dragon laying there. Quickly, she slammed the window shut, pressing her back against the glass. “H… hey, Tik?”
I put the kettle onto boil and tilted my head “Hm…?”
"D…, did you know?"

My smile widened, “mmm hmmm?”
“That you have a… a dragon in your yard?”
I hopped up onto my chair, crossing one leg over the other. "Yup, yup! That Tam. He good guard, most time."

Beasra chuckled, stroking her beak. "I mean… he can't be that good if he's sleeping on the job…"

“Getting energy for real job,” I said, fluttering my eyes at her.
Her eyes widen. Her leonine tail swishes back and forth as she looked back out towards Tamati. “You don’t say.”
“Tik Tik says,” I said, pouring out some tea in two cups. I carried them off, passing her and handing a saucer to her. Beasra took it absently as I headed outside.
“Tam,” I called out, standing in front of him. “Did bad job. Let big thing in!”
“Hey, muscle isn’t the same as big,” Beasra snapped back, rolling her eyes.
Tam's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled upon seeing me, but his gaze went up further, and he quickly sat up. "Tik Tik, look out!"

“It’s fine, Tamati,” I said, switching to my native tongue. Beasra pouted at that and whined. “Aw, come on, Tik, you know I can’t understand that!”
I snickered and said. "I met Beasra awhile back. So, it's okay if you missed her flying right up to my window without you even making a peep."

"I… uh…" Tamati sat up, looking between the griffon and me. "Oh, wow, how could I…"

I rose my hand and shook my head. "No worry," I said, going back to the common tongue. "Now Beasra's here, Tik Tik show her fun with Tam, but Tam must listen to Beasra."

“Wait, you want me to-” Tam said, grumbling. “I will not submit to-”
I tilted my head as I took a sip of my drink.”
“What? You want me to… to fuck a dragon?” Beasra said, her jaw dropping.’
“Something wrong?” I asked.
Bringing her hands up to her cheeks, she couldn't help herself but squeal. "Oh, goddesses, it's so amazing! I never had a dragon before!"

“Have you had griffon?” I asked, actually curious.
Tam shook his head. “There are none where I come from.”
"Good, good," I said, waving my hand. My seat came floating out of the door and landed right behind me, where I promptly hopped up, crossing one leg over the other. "Good evening entertainment for Tik Tik. Make it look good and fun. Make it, so Tik Tik learns a lot."

“So, what… this is your way of punishing him for missing me?”
I nodded.
“Well, then,” Beasra said with a smirk. “Better start off by showing me the goods, dragon-boy.”
Tam snorted, but he reached down, undoing his loincloth and tossing it aside.
Beasra nearly fell to her knees at the sight of the thing. “Holy, Heranica, Tik, you let him stick that thing in you!? It’s huge!”
“Only when right spells cast. No problem for Beasra, yeah? Used to big things up there?” I swished my tail, taping my toe, quite giddy was I in excitement.
“Yeah, oh, you really know I like to party when there’s a big boy involved. Or big girls. Ah, if Tam here was a lady with a lady dick… ah…” she sighed, staring off into space, drool running down her cheek.
Tam stood up, only a little taller than the griffon. A big dumb grin spreads across her face as she held out her hand to him, wrapping it around his shaft. “This is going to be the best punishment ever, Tammy.”

And so, the two began, the dragon listening to commands both from my Griffon friend and from me. Beasra had been an exciting find, and I am glad that I am still in contact with her even now. She shares my enthusiasm for eroticism, yet her enjoyment is much less academic. I would describe it more like a gourmet… or perhaps a gourmand. Sometimes, it is hard to tell which she is. Looking at her then, I couldn't entirely be guaranteed, either. The way she caressed his shaft and leaned in, sniffing his dragon meat reminded me of the nobles in Anteronia, sipping their wines and mentioning the peculiarities of the flavor. But when she opened her mouth and shoved her face down against his cock, the lewd groans that came from her throat as her cheeks and throat bulged against him was not the sign of a sophisticated individual.

Tam groans, his hands moving towards Beasra’s head, but I coughed and shook my head. “No touching. Not yet.”
Tam groaned, holding his hands behind his back as he frowned and winced, trying to hold himself back. What a cutie. But no, this was a bit too ravenous. I needed to see something a little more sophisticated. “Beasra friend, you need get excite. You need passion. Let Tam show you!”
Beasra pulls his cock out of her mouth, the fluids dripping down from beak to chin to chest as she looked up to him and then gazed over at me. “Excite…? You don’t think I am?”
With a flick of my wrist, a spectral hand appeared between the griffon's legs. Casually, I petted my friend, and she gasped, her hands moving downwards to grab at the hand, but to no avail. "Nnngh… w-what, are you doing?"

“Mind wants… body needs more. So dry, Beasra, something wrong?”
Beasra huffed and stood up, crossing her arms over her chest. "I mean, he's hot and everything, and I'm down for it, but… a girl needs to get warmed up, you know before she can really get into it."

“Y… you weren’t really into it already…!?” Tam gasped.
She smirked and gave him a quick wink. “Oh, you haven’t seen me when I really need a good dick. I always want one, yesh, but need? Nah, you gotta do more than look good.”
“Tik Tik think Tam should show Tik Tik and Beasra how Tam do it. Make woman really like you.”
Tam scratched his chin and ponded for a moment. “Usually, a dragon like me has no issues with women.”
I nodded. “True, true, but then the women come to lair expecting hot dragon. They climb mountain. They face dangers, all to itch need. The journey is foreplay, see? Beasra didn’t know she’d see you. Beasra thought she would talk to friend, have nice chat. Needs to have foreplay.”
“I think I understand, now,” Tam nodded. “Very well. Shall we begin?”
Beasra fluttered her eyes and lifted her arms up. Tam approached her, his own length already hardened by her previous display, but he doesn’t use it. Instead, he wraps his arms around her, fingers curling against her back. They disappeared under her light layer of fur and feathers, pressing small indentations into her skin. He lowered his mouth, closing his eyes as he rolled out his tongue, pressing it against her neck.
He licked over the plumage of her neck as fingers trailed down along her back. She sighed, her leonine tail swishing back and forth, before touching his draconic one. The two appendages curl together in a soft and tender hold. He leans forward, one hand upon the small of her back, keeping her from falling as his other hand strokes from the end around the side to her front, first, swirling around her navel. They traced up along her furred body, going against the grain. This made her shudder, gasping as she tilted her head back, practically falling over him before his hand made its way to her chest. With a firm grasp, he holds onto her chest. She groans, tilting her head to the side, panting quickly, but he lets go, and she releases a sigh of relief.

His mouth moved down once more, and his tongue escaped, licking over the once squeezed breast from one side to the other, making sure to rest over her nipple a moment, before giving it a rough lick.
"Aaahn… oh, dragon… I think you're getting… getting me properly warmed up." Tam said.

And as I wrote this down, I found myself actually stopping a moment, catching myself biting the end of my quill, my toes curling, my legs spreading gently away from each other. Tamati had been commanding in the cave, but here, the dragon's the proper gentlemen, yet the rough male rolled into a single entity. Is it true, then, that Dragons are masters at whatever skill they seek to master? With all his years and life, despite all his solitude, did Tamati have occassion to become the best lover? It is a rare male, indeed, who can bring me to arousal before I could even touch him. No, my fascination with erotica is mostly academic, and yet, his hands, his mouth, that tongue. Oh, he wrapped his mouth around the punished nipple, suckling upon it. Her hands grip upon his shoulders as she pushes her chest forward, gasping with higher and higher intonations. Surely, he is going beyond simple foreplay, now. If she didn't get a hold of herself, she would find herself reaching her peak without contact from his impressive shaft.

He pulled away, sucking gently on her breast as he did. He pulled it with him, only letting it fall back with a pop as he reached a small distance away from her.
She sighed, reaching down and rubbing at her own breast, but was it for relief, or was it to try to relive the pleasure that had been lost?

"Are you fully ready?" Tamati asked? The dragon stood taller than my griffon friend, Beasra. His aura exudes that primal strength and great wisdom that comes from such an old and fantastic race as dragonkind.

Beasra, however, was doing griffons no service, as she became a moaning mess, fingers playing at herself, sliding between her legs and groping at her breasts, which the dragon had touched for only a fleeting few and wondrous minutes.
She nodded, her beak open slack-jawed and eyes staring at his own.
He approached her, his hands grabbing her shoulders and pushing her down onto the soft grass below. He said nothing as he leaned in, his maw to his neck, where Tamati applied little nips, showing the control he had over his power.

Beasra groaned, her legs kicking in spasms of delight as she tilted her head to allow him greater ease to mark her as his own.
My own tail swished back and forth as he continued, because though he was ready to take her, evidenced by the pillar of manhood that graced the lips of her womanhood, he did not, not yet. It became not only the brink of anticipation but also a confounding puzzle. He had been starved of such attention in his cave, had he not? I must remember to ask him how he achieved this level of proficiency, but I need to recall the rest of his time with Beasra.

His hands slid down behind her shoulders, up and over her wings, letting fingers brush over and through the plumage before pressing against her back. He lifted her a bit, bringing the mouth to beak, tongues sliding together as he took the first thrust.

She gasped, her voice slightly muffled, but loud enough. To be able to take a dragon without magic… surely this is a great skill, indeed. Even with her more substantial body, his massive member distorted her form, a slight bulging as he thrust his way inside of her, a grunt here, a groan there, but a steady paced attack.

Beasra grabbed onto his horns, her eyes rolling back as he continued into her. Her gasps became more and more desperate, but as the initial shock of the pleasure ebbed from her body, she was able to speak, albeit in hoarse, stilted language. “T… Tam-at… Please… don’t… don’t hold back… give… give it all!”
He snorted at that, his eyes flaring with that desire to fill a female with his seed. He Held her close, pressing their bodies together, practically lifting her from the earth as he shoved into her, hilting her against his sturdy pole.

Beasra screamed, long and loud until her voice was sore, and the dragon's semen spurted out from between her legs. When he let go, she fell back, her arms up over her head, her breathing quick and tired, and her legs shaking and weak

Once out himself, his seed oozed out of her, and he sat there, taking a deep breath himself with his hands upon his knees.

Simply marvelous.
Beasra writhed around the ground, completely lost in her joy as the dragon's seed flowed down between her legs and onto the ground, yet there was no end in sight. I took the opportunity to scoop up the materials that left her. THey could surely be useful in upcoming spells I plan on using. However, when I looked up, I saw Tam standing there, chest heaving, cock throbbing, and large, and I asked. "Tam still feel more…?"

Tam blinked and glanced down at me. “More… yes. Sorry, I.. I haven’t had so much excitement as what you’ve shown me, Tik Tik.
A devilish plan came to me as I sat beside the semilucid Beasra. With a pushing spell, I rolled her over onto her side and grasped her thick butt, spreading the cheeks to reveal her secondary pleasure. “Would Tam want try this hole?”
Beasra groaned, running her hands down along her body and then to her thighs, gripping onto the cheeks, spreading them herself. “Oh, gods, please! I can’t take it without you right now!”
"Her stamina… it's returned!?" Tam was quite shocked but did not hesitate much more. He scooped her up onto her wobbly legs, spun her around to face away from him, and pushed her down by the head. The whole while, she cried out, "oooh, do me, fuck me again! Take my ass, too!"

The way he slowly pressed the tip of his cock head to her body reminded me of the softness of any lover. While I had expected this second round to be as wild and as raunchy as before, there was a sort of romance that could be felt as her ring swallowed his pole.

The two tilted their necks back, letting the sky ring out with their voices. Soon, his powerful tool disappeared into her, and she could no longer utter a silent breath. Each time, she groaned with a ragged cry, her tongue rolling out, her eyes rolling back. I wish my artistic skills were better, for my words do not adequately paint the picture: both lewd and loving, kind, and depraved. It’s touching, but also shocking. Is this the true nature of the eroarcane? That is something I shall ponder on more, as I still am inspired to continue speaking on Tam.
And speaking of Tam. The dragon grit his teeth, squeezing the griffon by her arms, her wings pressed up against his scales. He doesn’t mind them fluttering in his face as he connects with her al the way, grunting and groaning as he releases once more into her, the two sighing in relief as their climaxes hit, less powerful, but I could argue more satisfying.
The two collapse, laying in a bed of grass, sweat, and cum, hands gliding over tired bodies as energy dissipates from them. And with that, I feel it's time for me to go find myself my breakfast. It might be a while before the two of them are ready to do anything but rest.