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Winger shifts a little as he pads along the pathway, huffing out, feeling an itch from between his back legs. Looking around, he takes a moment, finding a medium sized, smooth rock sticking out from the ground. It's half stuck against a tree, higher than it is wide. The dragon moves over to the stone, examining it for a moment.

Taking a moment, he feels an urge begin to rise inside his body. There's... there's something about the stone that attracts him to it. Winger's back legs tremble, making him look back, and then to the rock once more. He turns around slowly, taking a moment to position his back legs onto the sides of the stone. There's no specific idea that the dragon is following, he is just following what his body seems to be telling him.

“Winger?" A soft voice asks from nearby, making the dragon jump, and almost falls down from the rock.

Looking upwards, Winger comes almost face to face with Dak, his rider. “Dak?! What-! What are you... d-doing here?"

'Why am I so embarrassed?' The dragon questions internally, a blush on his lips.

“What are you doing?" Dak asks, looking over the dragon questioningly.

“I... I um... I don't know? There's... there's this itch..." Winger tries to say.

“An itch?"

“Yeah, it's... between my legs..."

“Let me see," Dak says.

Winger moves off of the rock, looking at the human with a raised eyebrow. “It's... my back legs."

“Oh..."

“Are you... comfortable with that?"

“Yeah, I am. It's just... it took me by surprise, that's all." Dak explains, placing a hand on the underside of the dragon's tail, pushing it up slightly. “Let's see here..."

Winger shifts slightly, going from one foot to another. As Dak's eyes travel his rear end, he feels his cheeks raise in temperature, blushing even deeper. This takes an uptake as Winger feels fingers against his slit, sending his rear into the air. After a few moments, he topples over himself, landing in his back. This takes the dragon by surprise, leaving him dazed on the forest floor for a few seconds.

“What the...?" Winger asks, feeling his head spin.

“I'm sorry, Winger. Are you ok?" Dak asks, coming over to him.

“Y-yeah... it's just, you touched my... you know..."

“Your slit?"

“Yeah, you do know what that is, right?" Winger asks, somehow blushing even deeper.

“I think so, that's umm... that's where your dick is, right?" Dak asks, blushing as he looks away. “It's not like humans, is it?"

“I don't think so, yours are... outside your body, right?"

“Yeah, ours are. Well, um..." Dak seems to try to get back on track. “I saw your slit, it's a little puffy."

“Puffy?" Winger asks, looking down at his exposed slit. Which does, in fact, seem more 'puffed out' than usual. Not that the dragon knows what 'normal' is.

“It also seems to be a little more red than usual too."

“Usual? You say that like you've seen it before."

“Well, I... I mean from glances, I haven't... taken particular interest, in your..." Dak looks up at the dragon, before looking away again.

“Hey Dak? You... you want to?"

Dak looks back to Winger again, his eyes going wide. “What?"

“I mean, to make sure I'm... I'm nice and healthy."

The human gulps, getting onto his knees, planting himself between the dragon's rear legs. “Are you... sure?"

“Go ahead." Winger bite his lower lip, taking a moment to reposition himself.

“Right, will do."

Dak places his hands onto the dragon's inner thighs, moving downwards, towards Winger's slit. Once his fingers move to the puffy lips of the dragon's slit, he takes a moment to properly inspect his folds. They're heated, and somewhat wet, almost radiating warmth out to Dak's face. Winger squirms underneath his touch, looking in between the human, nearby trees, and up to the sky. He doesn't really know where to look, as he feels something move inside his slit.

“Oh Dak..." Winger whispers, feeling his cock push out from inside his slit, being revealed to the world. This isn't something that usually happens, outside from 'taking care of business' where it actually helps. With a shake of his head, he gets rid of those ideas, looking down to the human. Dak seems totally enamoured by his length, which is mostly out of his slight. The dragon almost sees clouds roll off of his length, musk radiating from his cock.

“Wow..." Dak says, looking up and down the dragon's length.

Winger bares his teeth a little, as he tries to hide his erection with his wings. “What... what are you doing? You said you were just going to look at my slit?"

“Well, you're the one who got hard." Dak responds, getting flustered.

The dragon huffs, looking away. “I can't help it! It has a mind of its own!"

“What do you wanna do? I need to inspect you, we can't do that with you in this state..."

“Let's... let's wait until nightfall, alright? And can we at least do it somewhere private? Like the Roost?"

“S-sure, we'll go to the top floor."

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(That night)

“Come on, this way." Dak says, as he guides the blue dragon through the village, doing their best to not be seen by anyone.

Nodding slightly, Winger follows the human to the Roost. Step after step takes them closer. And then, once inside, they get further and further up the Roost. Once at the top floor, Winger lays down on a bed of hay, his back against the dry material, and his underbody facing upwards. He feels exposed to the human, way too exposed. But he gulps down his trepidation, and allows the human's eyes to gaze upon his body.

And gaze he does, not hiding the blush of his cheeks, the slight lick of his lips. Stepping forward, he kneels between the dragon's rear legs once more, unable to look away from the dragon's slit. It's even redder and has increased in puffiness, glistening in the light with wetness. It seems to invite him in, tempting him further.

Taking a moment, he begins to rub the red flesh of Winger's slit, finding the dragon's cock quickly coming out of his slit. A thick scent fills Dak's nose, one he's never smelt before. It's similar to lavender and citrus, but with an undertone of spice to it. The spice has a mixture of scale, the scent of skin, and Winger's natural scent to it. This tempts Dak into pressing his nose against the dragon's cock, taking in another long, drawn out sniff of the draconic length.

“Oh fuck yeah..." Dak sighs, looking up to Winger, finding him staring back in bewilderment.

“What the fuck are you doing?" The dragons asks, seemingly quite shocked by what he did.

“I uhhh... was inspecting it? You know... sometimes you can inspect with scent."

“Dude, you were smelling my cock!"

“And you love it!" Dan exclaims.

Winger gives his best 'what the fuck?' face, before looking at his own cock, which is throbbing crazily, leaking pre-cum. This takes him by surprise, making the dragon flustered, but unable to properly voice his thoughts. While the dragon tries to figure out why his body is reacting this way, Dak begins to undress out of his clothes, quickly getting naked. The human is already hard, throbbing against the warm air. He never knew he loved the scent of dragon cock so much before.

He positions himself against the dragon's hard length, grinding their dicks together. This takes Winger's attention back to the human, looking into his eyes. Seconds pass like an eternity between them, both of them feeling the other's heartbeat in their cocks. Winger's length is larger than the humans, with more bumps and nobs lining up the draconic length, crowning the edge between the main shaft and the purple tip.

This almost makes Dak's cock look bare and unappealing in comparison. But the human shuns those ideas. His dick is just as appealing, the throbbing against his cock proves it. Winger wouldn't be so turned on by just looking at him, right? Focusing back on the dragon, he finds Winger looking back at him, a needful lust in his eyes.

“Please..." Winger almost whispers, begging the human to continue. Neither seem to know as to what though. “Please, just do something, I need your help."

“Oh, need my help?"

“Don't make me beg, Dak, it's unbecoming."

“Don't worry," Dak smirks. “You don't need to beg."

Dak thrusts up against the hard length against the dragon's, huffing out at the warm feeling this causes him. Repeating this over and over, the human's body begins to tremble. His hands fall onto the ground, thrusting upwards, as if he's actually ramming his length into the dragon. Taking a few moments to do this, Dak finally stops himself, looking at the dragon. He keeps his gaze with Winger while he moves down the dragon's body. Grabbing Winger's ass cheeks, Dak tears his gaze down to the cleft of Winger's ass.

The dragon's ass is much different from his own, at least from what Dak has felt. While the human's is wrinkled and soft, Winger's looks to be more segmented and made of harder skin. Something about the dragon's rear seems... tempting to the human into taking a closer examination. With more than a small amount of curiosity, Dak moves his face in between Winger's ass cheeks, his nose pressing up against the rough skin.

He inhales as deep as he can, almost tasting the dragon's musk. The scent of draconic spice fills his lungs, a mixture of scales, dragon skin, and sweat. Sniffing once more, Dak's cock throbs like crazy at sniffing Winger's ass. Dak never thought he'd be caught dead, sniffing a dragon's backside. And yet... here he is, burying his nose into Winger's sweaty rear. It's almost weirdly sweaty, in his opinion, but somehow, being on this side of the 'weird' border, just makes it even harder. Winger knows how to treat a human, even when he's not really treating one.

“Oh Dak... w-what are you doing? Why... why are... sniffing me there?" Winger asks, shivering around the human's nose.

Pulling back just enough to speak, Dak opens his lips. “I'm helping you out, want me to stop?"

“N-nnggh..." Dak moans out, struggling to get the words out. “N-n-no... don't stop. It feels... good? Why does it fee-eh... feels..."

“Good? I don't know, but... do we need a reason? I mean... I feel good, you say it feels good. Do... do we need more reason than that?"

Winger stares down at his cock, throbbing with each spurt of pre-cum onto his own belly. “Fuck... I... I hope I don't smell bad."

“Bad?" Dak asks, before taking a long, specifically drawn out sniff of the dragon's ass. Doing the same up the dragon's cock, almost able to see clouds of heated musk roll of the draconic length. “How could a dragon smell bad? You're divine..."

“D-divine?"

Dak kisses the tip of Winger's cock, getting a little pre-cum on his lips. “Yeah, you're so divine."

The human opens his mouth, jamming the dragon's cock into his mouth, filling himself as far as he can. Dak tries to keep himself breathing as best he can, trying not to think about his gag reflex. Winger moans at this, unable to do anything but watch, as the human services him. As Dak moves even further down the length, Winger rolls his head back, letting his tongue roll out. The salty tang of pre flows down Dak's throat, tasting rather good when it hits the back of his throat.

Dak runs his fingers against the dragon's hole, playfully running along the thick rim, before slowly pushing into the warmth. Heat moves around his digits, as he pushes them deeper, getting to the knuckle before the dragon straightens up. It's almost as if a bolt of lightning had run through Winger's body. This makes Dak take notice, feeling the length in his mouth becoming harder. Taking a moment, the human begins to examine the insides of the dragon, trying to find out how the dragon reacts to his fingers.

After a few seconds of moving his digits inside Winger, Dak finds a small knot of muscle in the dragon's bowels, which makes the dragon tremble at the slightly touch. Winger can only moan out, trying to get proper words out, but nothing intelligent actually comes out. This continues, as the dragon falls even deeper into the blissful desires he's feeling. Once Dak is sure that the dragon's nice and blissed out, he pulls away from Winger. The draconic length coming out of his mouth with a wet 'plop'. Pulling his fingers out of the dragon's ass, he smiles up at Winger, finding the dragon huffing out, somewhat unresponsive.

“Hey bud, think you can stand up for me? Got something I want to do." Dak says, licking his lips.

“Sta-... stand? Why would... I stand? This feels too good already." Winger manages to say, separated by moans and almost orgasmic groans.

'Poor thing, did I suck his mind out?' Dak thinks to himself, almost laughing at the idea. “It'll feel even better when you stand up."

With a groan, the dragon rolls onto his side, getting up slowly, almost wobbly onto his feet. Dak pushes him to the side slightly, before taking the dragon's place in the hay. The dried material has the dragon's stink all over it, making the human moan as he sniffs at it. With a questioning look, Winger can only stand next to the human, as if waiting for the next order.

“Ok, now, I want you to stand above me. But with your... your butt over my face?" Dak asks.

“Over your... why would I do that?" Winger asks back, moving his weight from paw to paw.

“I want you to... sit on me. You know how I was sniffing you? Well, I want you to smother me... with your butt."

Winger raises an eyebrow, tilting his head.

“Could you do this, please?" Dak asks. “For me?"

With a small sigh, the dragon repositions himself over the human, his rear legs resting on either side of Dak's head.

“So..." Winger starts. “You want me to... 'sit on your face'?"

Dak can hardly contain himself, with Winger's butt, almost dripping with sweat, just inches above his face. “Oh yeah, sit right down on me."

“Ok... if you want..."

Winger slowly moves his rear downwards, until it is firmly placed against the human's face. Dak wraps his arms around the dragon's hips, locking him in place. His nose is firmly placed against the reptilian anus, allowing him to take a long, drawn out sniff of the dragon's ass. It's as good as ever, the scent of scale and skin mixing with sweat and musk inside his lungs.

This makes him moan out before opening his mouth, licking up against the cleft of Winger's ass. Going from the base of the dragon's cock, to the base of his tail, Rimming the reptile as best as he can. The taste is different from what he expected, but it's still as good, tempting him even further. Winger trembles around the human's tongue, his body giving in to the urges that the human is bringing out. His trembles becomes even more violent, almost becoming full on shakes, uncontrollable for the dragon.

Dak can feel this above him, allowing it for a little before doing something. Wrapping his legs around the dragon's midsection, he keeps the dragon in place. This allows Dak to focus properly on the dragon's backside, which almost engulfs his head. His hands start to wonder the dragon's body, moving down to the reptilian length between the dragon's thighs. Once he feels the warmth of Winger's length, he grabs onto it tightly with both hands, jerking the dragon's cock.

“Dak... what are you... doing?" Winger asks, feeling his length thrust against the human's hands and body, his cock being trapped between the two of them. “You're making... me feel good!"

'Told you it'd feel good.' Dak wants to say, unable to get a word out against the dragon's wet hole.

Pushing his tongue even deeper, Dak gets his tongue past the tight ring, his wet appendage being engulfed by hot, wet muscle. It feels weird to be this deep within a dragon's ass, especially when Dak finds the bulb of muscle again. He thinks he knows what this is, but takes a moment to be sure of it. He licks up against it, getting Winger to tremble once more. Doing it again, the dragon trembles even more, his cock throbbing harder.

This confirms it to the human, giving him a target to focus on. Licking up and down the bulb of muscle, Dak rims Winger's prostate, jerking the dragon's cock as well, trying his best to get the dragon to cum. Winger moans and groans into the Roost, huffing as his control over himself becomes lessened. The urges builds up within him, grinding up against the human's face. Aiming his head down to the floor, he closes his eyes, focusing on the human's attempts to please him.

“Oh god... Dak... something's happening..." Winger huffs out into the warm air, his back legs tensing, before relaxing, repeatedly.

This just makes the human move faster and faster, working the dragon's body as best he can. Dak continues to lick and lap at the dragon's prostate, focusing all he can on it. Saliva runs down his chin, feeling the dragon buck his ass backwards, obviously wanting more and more of the human's tongue in him.

Winger clenches around the human, baring his teeth in a wide growl. Finally giving into the building pressure inside him. He pulls his head back, clamping down onto Dak's tongue, creaming all over the human's chest and stomach. Shot after shot of dragon cum rolls over Dak, thick globs of pearly white seed builds, spreading onto the hay beneath the two. The dragon shouts out, roaring with pure, unadulterated sexual release.

His hips begin to roll forward, as if thrusting into someone, moving in beat with the shots of cum coming out of his tip. The heat rises in the room with each splurge of jizz, along with the smell of dragon cum. Winger rides his orgasm out as best he can, thrusting as wildly as he can, only stopping once his seed runs out. Hot, wet, drawn out breaths huffs out of the dragon's maw, as he moves off of the human. His mind spins, eyes rolls inside his skull. His feet tremble with each step, stepping a little away from Dak and the bundle of hay.

“What was... wh-what happened?" Winger asks, looking behind him for a moment, before he falls to his side, his head swaying from side to side.

“I'm not sure... but it looked like fun." Dak says, half smiling.

“Feels weird... good, but weird."

“Hey uh, you think you could... you know, do that to me?"

Winger raises an eyebrow. “Wha-?"

“Well, it looked good on your end, and it felt good for me to do for you. So... well, I thought it'd feel good for the both of us, if you did it to me."

“You mean, you want me to... lick your butt?"

“Mmmph, I don't know..." Dak blushes as he looks away. “I guess so... it'll make me feel as good as it made you. And maybe you'll feel good doing it?"

“How can I feel good doing it?"

“Well... sometimes doing something for others can make you feel good too." Dak tries to explain to the dragon. The human gets onto all fours, sticking his butt out for Winger. “I... I won't sit on you, I'll just stay here and... well, let you do what you're comfortable with."

Winger looks a little uncertain, but he seems to gain his footing a little, taking a shaky step towards the human. He tentatively presses his slitted nostrils against the human's hole. The dragon doesn't do anything for a moment, as if he is wondering whether to go through with this. But after a few moments, he draws in a long sniff, closing his eyes as he does so. A purr seems to form in his chest, leading him into taking another whiff of the human's ass.

His maw opens up, letting his large tongue out, snaking in between Dak's thighs. His wet appendage is big enough to cover the human's cock, balls, and some of his lower abdomen. Waving his tongue side to side, Winger covers the human's bottom half in saliva, giving it a wet sheen once he pulls his appendage back. He withdraws his tongue back into his mouth, as if to taste the human's body. Dak looks back to the dragon, seconds pass between them, feeling like an eternity, before the silence is finally broken.

“How... how do I taste?" Dak asks, feeling awkward.

“Way too good..." Winger whispers, almost unheard before he pushes his snout against the human's ass.

He pushes his tongue into Dak's hole, snaking his appendage into the tight hole before him. His tongue is squeezed as it enters the man, spreading Dak's ass beyond what he thought possible. Dak squirms as the dragon's tongue moves up his bowels, his insides gurgle and churn with every moment. The human's hand goes to his lower abdomen, internally feeling the dragon explore him, even feeling it on the outside.

He groans out, instinctively clamping down on Winger's tongue. But this only lasts a minute or two, before the wet appendage is withdrawn from his hole, leaving his hole gaping and wet. The tongue moves back down to Dak's cock and balls, massaging the man's privates softly. His body gets another coat of dragon saliva, small drops of the hot liquid falling onto the hay.

“Oh Winger... you love this, don't you?" Dak asks, biting his lower lip.

“Oh hush, Dak. Licking balls here..." The dragon manages to responds, making Dak look back, finding the dragon seemingly getting off on his taste.

“Hey, you maybe wanna... fill me up?"

Winger pulls back his tongue, looking up at the human. “Fill you? How do you mean?"

“As in... stick your dick in me."

“What?" Winger scoffs.

“Don't make a guy beg, Winger."

“It's just weird to hear you say it so bluntly. That you want some of the Dragon Power."

“You can call putting your dick in me: 'Dragon Power', as long as I get to grab your ass in public."

Winger's maw hangs open at the idea, both in shock of the idea, and that Dak actually came out with this idea. “I... well, I don't know if that's a good idea."

“Ok then, no 'Dragon Power' for you then." Dak smirks, shaking his booty.

“Awww, damn..." Winger moves himself onto the human's body, grinding his cock upwards, against the human's ass. “What if I said yes to it, only when we're outside alone."

“Mmmm..." Dak moans, grinding himself up against the draconic dick. “Sure, I'll only do when no-one's watching."

“That's not what I-ahh!" Winger yelps out, as his cock tip pushes into Dak's ass. “O-o-oh... fuck!"

“Oh Winger! You're so big!" Dak calls out, clenching his fists into the hay beneath him.

“Dak... oh my... god... you're tight..."

Dak couldn't really deny it, with how big the dragon feels inside him, he must feel really tight in comparison. He couldn't even comprehend at how big Winger feels inside him. Even with just the head inside his ass, it feels as if a two inch half wide, four inch deep, rock has been rammed up his tail end. It takes more than a few moments for both of them to adjust to the situation.

But once Dak has adjusted to the tip inside him, he manages to roll his hips slightly, making the length inside him move. He knows that he can't really take anymore inside of himself, so moving what he already has inside him is the best he can do. Winger lets the human do his thing, biting his lip as his tip gets an all round massage.

Dak takes a few moments to test different movements, finding one allows the tip to press up against his prostate. Once this happens, the human calls out, feeling his own cock throb like crazy. A small part of the human wants more of the length inside him, but due to their size difference, this is the best he can do. Focusing on this specific movement, Dak begins to jerk his wet cock, his length is well lubed from the dragon's saliva. Huffing out into the air, Dak could feel his orgasm building up.

Every motion, every little movement of either him or Winger, brings him ever closer to the blissful edge. He whispers beneath his breath, trying to build himself up to the orgasm. Dak cant believe how good a dragon could feel inside his ass, how good it feels to have the dragon's pre pouring up into him. This acts like a natural form of lubricant, allowing just a few extra centimetres of dragon cock into him.

This makes it easier for him to bring himself to orgasm, being able to finally bring himself over the edge. His ass clamps down onto the dragon cock, feeling his balls pull up against his body, before they shoot load after load of jizz onto the hay, adding to the cum already there. Sweat pours from the human's forehead, and basically everywhere else on his body. Dak cums over and over again, milking the amount of cock that his ass can handle.

Winger just lets the human do his thing, while it does feel good to have the human on his length, even cumming on him, he's not deep enough to actually get off. But this doesn't stop him getting some empathy pleasure, watching as Dak flows through his orgasm. Which slowly comes to an end, leaving the human a huffing mess on the hay, covered in both of their seed. Winger can smell the deep scent of their seed on both of them, especially when he lays down onto his human partner.

“Dak...?" Winger asks.

“Mmmh?"

“We stink... wanna go take a bath?" The dragon asks, nudging the human's cheek.

“In a bit, we'll go to the ocean... I just wanna... stay here for a bit." Dak responds, looking over the dragon. “I think I... I like the way you look right now."

“What do to mean?"

The human looks the dragon up and down, focusing a little on his still erect cock. “Well, you are rather... 'impressive', down there. That, and you look good covered in this white stuff."

“I think it's called 'cum', but it smells weird."

“Yeah, isn't it wonderful?" Dak asks, kissing the dragon softly on the lips.

“You're... you're so weird." Winger responds, not wanting to admit that the human may have a point.

The two of them stay in the Roost, heated by the results of their shared desires, comforted by them too. Unaware of the pair of eyes, watching the two of them from the outside.

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(From outside)

Cutter looks at the two, still at the top of the Roost, covered in the white liquid. Having used his 'Super Vision' to do so from a nearby vantage point to the Roost, the dragon's own cock is throbbing in between his back legs. Cutter ponders if Dak and Winger could help him out with this not-so-little problem. He continues to watch the two of them, even when they get up and head down to the coast, washing each other, seeming taking pleasure from examining each other.

As he continues to watch, this makes Cutter question exactly what they're doing, making him want to ask about it. Maybe when they come back from their washing themselves.

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