Golden Allure Safi’jiva wasn't entirely sure what drew him to this cavernous section of The New World. In his flight, there was a distraction in his snout. In his flight, he followed this particular and strong scent till he found himself at a large and spacious rock seeping with lava and various uniquely golden endemic life ranging from beetles to little lizards congregating around it. He treated his steps with caution, making his way through. He didn't come here to cause destruction or ruin the ecosystem, no. This was purely a curiosity. The size of this lava ladened chamber didn't allow him enough room to fly. Despite swooping in from an upper opening, he walked on the ground like the rest of these golden dwelling creatures. As Safi'jiva crept through these tunnels, he realized that he's heard of a place like this. El Dorado, they called it. He heard in his many travels and the eavesdropping of Hunters. The one thing that remains consistent with this place is the heat. The large red dragon found his way into an opening past a large and spacious room. It followed a stoney path surrounded by many lava pools on the rocky walkway. He crept his way through, being wary of the bubbling molten rock that was mere inches away from him. The lava wouldn't simmer his scales too badly, but he still wanted to avoid taking a fire bath if he could help it. Despite the lava and various other smells, the original scent that guided him was strongest down this ramped slope. He could almost taste this encompassing smell that overwrote anything he was initially doing…traveling or hunting for food. It didn't matter to him right now. Safi felt enthralled by what he was feeling and smelling. Like he was being drawn in. Little did he know that was almost the case. Something was pulling him. He ducked his head under a rocky tunnel and passed by a lava fall. This natural formation would make a wonderful and secluded home. Whatever was here, it was strong enough to leave a lingering trail for him to follow. It was then that Safi’jiva spotted the culprit to the smell that distracted him from his initial flight. A Kulve Taroth! In all their gilded and golden glory. He had never seen one in the gold before. He snuck forward. Despite his own massive frame, Kulve seemed distracted with something. Safi was unmistakable. The scent came from here. The Kulve was without their mantle and was vigorously rubbing their very erect member on the stone pillar that marked the center of the room. The Kulve clung to it, wrapping their entire form along the smooth, rocky surface, and murmured out with each motion. They faced away from Safi’jiva. Despite their wrapped body. The Kulve Taroth was as elegant as they were intimidating. Without their signature mantle, this one was a bit more of an unpredictable danger to Safi’jiva. He had never seen one up close, let alone so…intimately vulnerable. The scales of gold and their more than lanky, gargantuan form were imposing for any Elder. Safi’jiva included. Their spiral horns shimmered and reflected against the flickering light of the lava that lined the ground and seeped down the walls. As Safi drew closer to the Kulve, many things became apparent. Their rocky grinding certainly distracted them. Safi took a moment to put together that this particular Kulve Taroth was male! He'd only ever heard of the species being female, curious. The incredible arousal from the gilded Monster was unmatched in sexual power, need, and… The cock. Safi’jiva noticed the lengthy, throbbing appendage that hung between the Kulve's legs in all its glory now. The bulbous, flaring tip that squished out with each throb of his cock, the bumpy and dotted length all the way to the circular base. It just screamed of sexual need. Steadily leaking various strands and blobs of pre-cum in a rhythmic fashion with the pulses of their couple veins. Each purposeful grind and graze of the pillar only exemplified more of their desire. This ending section of the cave was spacious and filled with adorning magma, lava and a crispy warmth of a rocky floor. Cracks and seeps of lava flowed just underneath them both. No, Hunter would dare travel to these caves without proper preparation. The throbbing member truly enthralled him. Safi’jiva couldn't even get his bearings properly. Kulve never even noticed his presence. Safi’s own slit stirred from admiring the other male. He just stood there, staring at the glorious member of the Kulve. Who didn't hide their erection in the slightest. The Red Dragon couldn't fight his instinctual desire, knowing deep down what initially attracted him to this fiery place. Safi’jiva didn't even try to justify where his eyes looked. Kulve Taroth, despite throbbing with carnal need, pounced upon Safi’jiva with a devious grin and growl. They propelled themselves from the pillar with such speed and force that the Red Dragon couldn't even react! From the sights and smell, he let his guard down in distraction. Kulve didn't give the Red Dragon a chance to comprehend. Taking advantage while he was still having that glorious cock in his mind. Kulve, using their hind legs to keep Safi pinned upon his back, he turned himself entirely around. Making a playful swipe at Safi's face with his tail as he turned. Taking advantage of the dragon's focus and distraction from his cock. Kulve used his larger size to his advantage. Kulve didn't wait for an approval, or anything for that matter. He felt Safi’jiva try to push his haunches away, but he didn't care. The dragon will grow to enjoy this golden ass, like every other monster who has followed the scentful allure. The grip of his haunches only encouraged him to press back more. It was a balance of strength between the two. Safi got drawn in from the overpowering scent of Kulve's sexual prowess. Despite pushing back into it, Kulve couldn't plant his tailhole on Safi's snout. The frustrated and angry growls from the red dragon under him only encouraged his pressing. He would convince the Elder Dragon to enjoy this in time. He shook and twiddled his hips in a quick motion. Circling from side to side, he firmly shoved backwards. At last, progress! Circling his tail, he adjusted his hind paws and leaned a leg back, pushing his haunches into the dragon's face. All he needs is a whiff. He'll be all his then. The first thing that Kulve felt was the hot and frustrated breath of Safi’jiva. He raised his tail even higher to let the dragon get a good, deep whiff of his succulent scent. If his desires didn't take over first, his musk would draw the dragon in… Kulve knew that Safi could only ignore that tasty pucker for so long! Circling his hips back and forth, he rode Safi's chest with his haunches and used the rest of the dragon's body for stability. Fully exposing his backside to the resisting dragon. Safi’jiva slowly relented his efforts to resist. Taking a small sniff here and there. Pushing his snout just that much further into Kulve's anus. Both of them rumbled from the scenario they found themselves in. Safi knew deep down what was drawing him here. Grinding their haunches against his snout! The lingering scent was all but confirmed. This Kulve was in rut. A deep and needy one. Kulve used their scent to their advantage. Drawing in potential mates to ease their rut whenever they could. Absolutely smothering whoever or whatever was unfortunate, or fortunate enough to find themselves in their lava cave. Safi gave a testing lick across Kulve's tailhole. He discovered he didn't feel absolutely disgusted by the action, so they gave another, a deeper one. Then one more, and one more…before he knew it. Safi was making out with the outer ring of Kulve's anal passage. Using his forked tongue to circle around the opening of the Golden Monster. Not hiding his inhaling anymore. With each circle of his tongue, he sniffed the intimate depths of the Kulve. The red dragon gave in fully to his desires. Resting his entire snout along the outer ring of Kulve Taroth's saliva covered pucker, he shamelessly inhaled the deep, musky scent of the Golden Elder. Safi’jiva's own cock protruded from his slit as his cock grew with his desires. The scent of drunken sensation in his mind with the deep masculine heat of Kulve's rut, his heat, his power! He worshiped the anus with his efforts. Gripping the Kulve's haunches on each side. He delved further. Shoving his entire snout into the easily expanded hole. Snarling in his carnal bliss, slurping his tongue around the sensitive anal flesh, licking every inch of the inside. Pulling his snout back, he sniffed, pushing it in. He sniffed. In a thrusting motion of his muzzle, he went in and out in rhythmic fashion. Absolutely taken by the scent of this Kulve's musky tailhole. Kulve, however, was in absolute heaven! Pushing their haunches deeply onto Safi's snout as they worked their way deeper and deeper. The audible slobbers of the dragon under him, he was dominating this Elder Dragon with his scent and hole alone! He tried to time his ride with Safi's own motion, but it was growing increasingly harder to keep himself contained. In more ways than one… Just a little more…Kulve enjoyed how dirty Safi’jiva is. Engulfing and slobbering his ass in such a deeply intimate way. Praising his scent and not hiding away from taking his musk in his nostrils. The poor Red can't get enough! Kulve was sure to all fellow Monsters that he visited this cavern. The scent will linger upon his snout for weeks. He may even return for more… Kulve huffed out and kept his tail in the air. Spreading himself as much as his body would allow so Safi can have full, deep access. Deep down he went…not holding back for the Golden Elder at all. Safi’jiva pulled Kulve's haunches back into his snout and took a deep breath, plunging his full snout in as absolutely as deep as he could muster! Licking around Kulve's prostate, he pushed as much as his breath allowed. Circling his tongue deep within Kulve's bowels, he tastes, smelled and huffed on that deepest portion of musk. His cock throbbed with need. Spurts of pre-cum flowed steadily from them both. He held himself there. Sniffing and slurping, he couldn't stop if he wanted! But Kulve, much to Safi’jiva's surprise, was the one who pulled off! There was a wet and goopy schlop of saliva that burst free from Kulve's anus the moment Safi’s snout was free from that gaping tailhole. The Red Dragon huffed and puffed, absolutely high on ass fumes. His own ridged member pulsed and leaked with excessive pre-cum. Safi took deep panting and musk filled breaths. Kulve relished the feeling of warm saliva running down their tailhole. He made sure he let Safi admire his handiwork. Swaying his hips back and forth playfully. Kulve had bigger plans. Safi would be in for quite a surprise! They made their way off of Safi’jiva and turned themselves around. Backing up, Kulve was now with their head between Safi's legs. Kulve had a wicked idea. While the Red Elder was still drunk on musk, he encouraged them to sit up. They didn't even try to fight it. Kulve positioned Safi on all fours, with his haunches in the air. Flipping him around from his back was quite a sight, but nothing the Golden Elder couldn't handle. Safi’jiva was his to position how he pleased. With the deep lingering of aroma on his mind, at least. Kulve let Safi’jiva get comfortable having his golden grace so close to his loins. Kulve caressed Safi'jiva's tail and admired the haunches of the other male. His wonderful cock throbbing between his legs. He wanted to slobber the Elder till he burst on his scales, but he'll get more than enough pleasure soon enough. Kulve Taroth gave a teasing whiff of Safi’jiva's tight pucker. Such a needy dragon, Kulve grinned and grabbed around the entirety of Safi's tail in a grasp of talons, readying to repay the ass treatment, and then some he received himself earlier. One kiss at a time. Kulve rubbed his snout along the scaled underside of Safi's tailbase. Embracing the warmth of the submissive Elder. Beneath his clawed tail grasp. It was like a loving nuzzle of his gilded muzzle. Nursing that tight hole, he pressed his snout entirely on Safi's anal opening. Kulve could only think that such a proud and secluded dragon like Safi’jiva would let no ole Monster by his tailhole easily! Kulve was much more attuned to being a bottom feeder than Safi was, despite his previously discovered enthusiasm. Kulve knew Safi wasn't going anywhere. From the grasp he had around his tail to his submissive back position. Besides, the Elder was still hard and throbbing with need, much like himself. He had to prepare the Elder Dragon for what he had planned. Being mindful of their spiraling massive pair of horns, Kulve tugged on Safi's tail playfully and licked from the base of their grasp all the way to his anus. The scaly opening flexed and tightened with need. The main thing Kulve wanted to experience was the dragon's deepest and most intimate scent. Safi’jiva just laid there and accepted this treatment. The scent of Kulve musk was still fresh on his mind for all he was concerned. No matter how deep his snout went up, that tailpipe. The intrusion of that golden snout interrupted his thoughts. The initial penetration caused his entire body to jolt and jump for being so intimately teased in such a raw and untouched place on his body. Safi’jiva was a total stranger to having his tailhole played with. Kulve was going to change this by letting them experience the pleasure it brings. Despite Kulve's efforts, Safi just wouldn't untighten his pucker so he could delve as much as he desired. He'll have to just…butter him up for future events. With loving licks, Kulve adjusted himself and grasped around Safi’jiva's tail with wicked intent. Passionately caressing the dragon's sensitive tailbase, just before their anus. Kulve was going to relax the dragon enough to allow a further penetration than just a snout nuzzle. It didn't allow him a deep enough whiff yet. The Golden Elder put their expertise to the test and licked across the opening once more. Placing more emphasis on tongue action rather than digging that snout in there for their own indulgence. Safi’jiva laid his head back and growled. It wasn't a threatening one. This was an approval to continue. Kulve did exactly what was snarled of him. With more, deeper, slobbering lick. He purposely left that tight tailhole all lubed up and lingering his slippery saliva. Using the warmth of his breath to his advantage. Kulve kissed and circled their dexterous tongue all along the anal opening and even along the scales to hit that erogenous zone below the tail, just before the anus. His efforts led to Safi relaxing at last! This didn't cause Kulve to dive right in. He wanted the Red Dragon to be as relaxed and comfortable as possible. Especially if this is his first time being anally stimulated. He couldn't wait to claim that tailhole~ Safi’jiva kept his legs spread, his erection primed for release. Throbbing with need and globs of pre clung to his ridges, just begging to be licked up. It would remain and coagulate at the soon expanded opening. Kulve Taroth gave just a few more saliva slurping of tongue circles along Safi’jiva's anus before pushing their snout forward and gave a sloppy penetration of the anal opening. They took a slimy whiff, absolutely ignoring how slippery it was from all the spit they deposited directly into the hole. It made for a wonderful lube in their snouting endeavor. Bobbing their head slowly, they pulled in and out with their entire muzzle. It wasn't too fast or painful for Safi, and given his favorable rumbles, Kulve was encouraged to continue the treatment. Happy in knowing the Dragon liked it enough to not contest the burial of the snout. It wasn't just because Kulve was a bottom feeder. They also wanted to give them a pleasurable snout job, like Safi did for him. It would be so easy for Kulve to lose himself in the absolute masculine scent that Safi’jiva was filling his nostrils with. Kulve kept himself together despite his cock throbbing near painfully wanting to breed. He indulged more of his nostrils on Safi's musk and took a deep purposeful whiff and huffed out within the Dragon's anus. More and more, he gradually pressed deeper. His grasp on the tail weakened as his desires took over. Such a powerful male beneath him, and here he was, snout buried and taking in their earthly, freshly undiscovered scent. Kulve gave a testing lick while he was snout deep in Safi. He would have to lube the entire inside as well if there was going to be any hope of breeding this tight pucker! He didn't hear any complaints from Safi. Just bucking hips and throbbing tips from them both. There was enough pre-cum between the two of them to equal an orgasm in volume. The allure of scents and mating had invaded their senses. Both Elders were on the edge of bursting from smells and teasing alone. Once Kulve finished with his musk intake, Safi would experience his first anally induced orgasm. Safi’jiva was lying there panting and impressed at how caring Kulve was. From being forcefully sat on to his caring licks and snout motions. Kulve was needy, not cruel. Safi’jiva, well. He was growing to enjoy having the hot huffy breathing of Kulve Taroth within his anus. Every time he pulled his snout back, he felt so…empty! Kulve couldn't hold back their lust any longer. He would have spent the next innumerable hours slurping that tailhole. He would fill Safi’jiva with a different appendage. With a few more inescapable licks and tongue thrusts, Safi's tailhole properly lubed up with Kulve's saliva and was ready to be penetrated. Releasing the Red Dragon's tail from their grasp, Kulve pulled themselves forward and lined their body up with the Elder beneath them. Chest to chest, he held Safi at their forearms. Through scaly haunches and limb adjustments, Kulve lined their cock with Safi's thoroughly expanded and wet tailhole. He kissed the outer rim of the slippery entrance with his tip and shuddered above the Elder. How long he wanted to take such a powerful and sexy creature like Safi’jiva, letting his lust be satiated. Kulve Taroth tried to relish in the moment. Their urge overwrote any restraint they would have from plunging deep into that dragon's lovely hole. Bucking his hips in rapid fashion, they penetrated with a wet and satisfactory squelching as saliva and pre-cum finally mixed in a symphony of mating. It had been too long since Kulve had taken another Elder on such a power level as Safi'jiiva. The Red Elder, however, wasn't too sure now to feel about being so…presently penetrated. Their sensitive nerves that lined their tight tailhole gave them feelings they never felt till now. Every throb, every further depth of Kulve's cock caused his body to jolt and shiver as his anus was being ticked from all the various barbs and pulses. The growls from Safi’jiva were a lot less threatening once he had a cock under his tail! The sounds that came from the Dragon were more like snarls of pleasure. His bouncing cock gave credence to the fact he was enjoying the treatment, even if he wouldn't ever admit to it. As in, Safi’jiva would never be the one raising his tail! Surely, if he wasn't influenced by Kulve's musk of earlier, he wouldn't be so docile and allow such easy penetration! All these thoughts passed through Kulve's mind. That didn't stop them from plunging more and more of their barbed length into the Elder Dragon. He wasn't trying to hurt the beast beneath him. Just prepare and let him expand comfortably for the main treatment. The Golden King didn't relent in their hip movements. To steady his excitement, Kulve held Safi by their wing membranes, just to ease the rocking of his body from the force of their weight clashing. The room of lava and magma rocks was already hot enough. The scents of lava overshadowed the fiery smells of their feral passion and blazing earth. The middle of the cavern was the opportune spot for scaly lovemaking. Not bursts of lava to watch out for just the hot, rocky surface to pound their passions away. Leaving an indent in the ground. Kulve pounded away, too. Letting Safi’jiva's size do a lot of the work for taking his cock. Their chest scales rubbed and grazed with each pump of Kulve's hips. Their tails rubbed and twisted together, out of their instincts coming to the surface. Desires merged and soon Kulve's insatiable need would erupt within Safi’jiva’s depths. The rough rocking that Safi’jiva was experiencing was enough to cause rapid snarls and huffs of bliss to express through each of Kulve's intense yet calculated hip motions. Both Monsters were in a deeply intense mating. Nothing else mattered except for the feral pleasure of this degenerate display that bound them. Kulve Taroth accelerated their rapidly rolling hips. Each forward press kissed the ever forming knot against Safi's pucker. That bulbous, inflated base of Kulve's cock would struggle to earn that hilting. Kulve's steady tempo of thrusts got replaced with absolute abandonment for a lovemaking into a thorough breeding. With a firm grip, Kulve leaned their head down and kept their eyes planted on Safi's laid-back, pleasured state. Panting and puffs of smoke circulated them both. That knot would tug and kiss the Dragon's anal opening multiple times in succession. Kulve would hold back and resist their climax till that base went *pop* in Safi'jiva's depths. The strain and effort it took for him to resist absolutely filling the sexy dragon underneath him was tangible. Kulve wanted Safi’jiva to feel every facet of his cock. Knot included. It took some tries and effort but, with enough force and help, from Safi’jiva pushing his own body upward into the thrusts! That satisfying and schlorping *pop* echoed the stoney chamber of their mating room. Once the knot found its warm home, there was no stopping the orgasmic tugging from Kulve. Safi’jiva and Kulve Taroth had a simultaneous and roar filled orgasm! The poor knot didn't even get to enjoy its warm, silky, glistening new home before being overwhelmed by flexes and pulses from Safi’jiva. The Red Dragon burst into climactic pleasure once the knot expanded their anus. Their ridged cock exploded in thick, clingy ropes of semen. Unstoppable pulse after pulse of Elder ejaculate plastered his scales. He could only lay there, arms and legs up in climactic bliss. Wide-eyed, he writhed under Kulve's knotty tugging. The two Elders lay on top of each other, in a scaly, cummy sandwich from Safi’jiva's burst of pent up, scentful, anal stimulated need. White globs and strands clung to their scales and mainly coated Safi in his own mess. Ropes of cum scattered across his chest and belly. Despite his efforts to resist, Kulve couldn't fight the complimentary and compulsory depths of Safi’jiva. His anal muscles clenched and grasped his knot during the pure orgasmic fury of the Dragon. Pulsating and gripping his depths like a Clutch Clawed Hunter. Kulve Taroth gave in, at last. The pulses of Safi’jiva’s anus were too much to bear for the Golden Elder. With their knot plunged as deep as they could muster, they burst within the Red Dragon in a snarlgasm of ruttful need! Kulve, despite trembling uncontrollably, still tried to unknot the Dragon's tailhole to no avail. He wanted to at least feel the sensation of popping into those fiery depths once more…it only tugged and remained plugged. Not a drop of cummy mess dared to leak past the bulbous knot! Safi’jiva felt every pulse and stream of cum as Kulve filled his depths. He held himself deep within the Dragon. Pulse and throb of his cock flooded the absolute depths of Safi’jiva. His warm, glistening semen only gave a satisfying filling for the dragon. Kulve was quite potent to begin with…combined in a pent-up rutting in that too, Safi’jiva would never experience quite a filling like this again! Kulve developed a newfound care for the Dragon under him. Took his knot like a champion and was still throbbing just like him. Surely that would mean… Kulve tugged at their knot a few times. The over sensitive post-orgasm pleasure shook them to their core, but they wanted more! How many chances would he get to…breed such a studly Dragon? Despite the trembling inducing tugs of his knot, Kulve had a deviously delicious idea. Safi’jiva was still basking in his own afterglow. Surely wouldn't mind if Kulve went another sloppy round? Using their front paws for stability, Kulve balanced on Safi’jiva's cum plastered chest. Getting a few globs between his talons. Pushing down with the front of his body, he used the downward force to channel the upward force into his lower half. Kulve did this motion twice. Their bodies acted like a scaly wave until, at last. With a mixture of cum, force, and positioning. Kulve unknotted Safi’jiva's anus in a cummy, gushing explosion from the force of exit. Both of them snarled from the protrusion of seed that burst between them. Kulve didn't even relish the mess. He pulled his hips back and plunged back into Safi’jiva's cum filled tailhole in a squelching echo. Re-knotting them all over again. But this time was different. Kulve's knot never had the time to deflate. Safi’jiva's anus expanded and had the freshly lubed inside of sticky Golden Elder semen to work with. Kulve, this time, held themselves within the Dragon. Circling his hips in lewd fashion. Plopping their knot in and out in quick thrusts. Huffing at the sensitivity that jolted from each pulse. Blanketing their cock in their previously explosive mess. Without the knot holding back the floodgates, each thrust caused more and more globs of cum to leak from Safi’jiva. The Golden Elder loved the sticky, slimy, and newfound warmth that glazed Safi’jiva's anus. He couldn't get enough of the audible squelching from these devious sloppy seconds. Kulve lost themselves in knot fucking lust and just pounded away like a rutting animal! He even licked across Safi’jiva's cummy chest as he thrusted and lovingly engulfed the taste of his newfound lover. Through deep huffs and even deeper thrusts, Kulve would fill this handsome Dragon all over again. He felt Safi’jiva's cock grazing his belly scales with each forward thrust, along with his body jolting from the sensitivity of his anus, not having the slightest break from the breeding. It didn't take long at all for Kulve to near their climatic peak once more. From the mix of reckless thrusting to the sounds of Safi uncontrollably snarling with each forceful rocking of his body, to the squelching of deeply seeded cum in his tailhole. The deeply scented smell of semen and male dragon, the musky arousal that flooded his nostrils. Despite having just had an orgasm, Kulve was on the verge of bursting once more. The knot fucking did wonders for the Golden Elder's overstimulated buildup. Without letting it deflate and rapidfire, knotting and unknotting Safi’jiva's creamy tailhole without a care in the world. Other than to mix his orgasm with the last. With a final few thrusts, Kulve, at last, relented their pounding. Teasingly tugging at their own cum soaked knot, he held their haunches together, making sure Safi’jiva knew he was cumming once again. Each pulsating of his overly sensitive cock mixed with his previous orgasm. Snarling in rhythm with his ejaculation. Body pulsating and convulsing from the sheer intensity of the second climax. Oh, his red lover enjoyed being filled. He can see it in his lusty eyes. Made the climax even more satisfying the second time around. Kulve just lay there, panting. Growling in pleasure. Never wanting to remove his knot. Safi’jiva, however, deserved a break from it for being such a good and submissive male. Savoring the knot tugging just a few more moments, Kulve fully pulled out completely in an eruption of cum. The white plastering explosion lined both of their scales and looked great mixed with Safi’jiva's red. Kulve, in their endless lust, backed themselves up and leaned their head down. Grazing their wonderfully spiral horns against Safi's still throbbing cock. He licked down and past the droplets of cum that remained on his cock, all the way to the base. He went even further down his thighs till he reached his haunches. Pressing their snout against that gaping and cum leaking anus, Kulve took a deeply degenerate whiff of his mating fluids. He sniffed and sputtered around that seeded pucker. Sticking his tongue out, he licked up a thick glob of cum that clung to the outside of Safi’jiva's anus. He gave another, deeper lick. Swallowing the remnants of his semen in each tonguing motion. Savoring the salty, bitter and intoxicating sensations that flowed through each circling of his tongue. Safi’jiva couldn't help but moan out in a snarl. Feeling his gaping hole be so lovingly tongued and cleaned was something entirely unexpected from his Golden Lover. He didn't stop him. Spreading his hinds even more and letting Kulve do his cleanup. Gripping Safi’jiva's thighs, Kulve feasted upon his creamy treat. Shoving his snout in that hole once more. Swirling his tongue across every cummy inch of Safi’jiva's anus. Gulping down all strands and globs his greedy gullet could find. Safi’jiva's tailhole would be clean of semen. The rest of his body, however… Kulve had one last burst of a naughty idea. Scooting themselves over, they laid next to Safi’jiva. They turned, facing each other. The first time, their eyes locked since the initial knotting at first sight. Kulve Taroth grabbed Safi'jiva's chin and pulled him into his muzzle. They locked jaws in a tongue filled, lusty French kiss of feral proportion. But Safi’jiva wasn't ready for the surprise~. Once their jaws locked, Kulve deposited an entire muzzle full of cum into Safi’jiva's own. The Red Dragon didn't even get the chance to pull away as Kulve held him close, grinding their scales from their sideways laying position. Their tongues intertwined in lusty growls as they shared their cummy kiss. Maws locked in one last sensational slobber. Safi’jiva broke off the kiss and gave a lick across Kulve's face. With tired eyes and a yawn, it was time for a rest. The Golden Elder agreed. Panting heavily, both Elders have satisfied their mating urges for now. They held their scales close and crossed their heads on top of each other as they dozed off into slumber. End: