𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜

Thorn x Smolder

Does this ship have a valid name?

Thorn pushed the tip of a quill pen against her upper lip, her face uncomfortably close to a desk littered with papers. Due to the odder shape of dragon snouts, and the quill was little more than a feather, this didn't have the intended effect you'd think of. She unconsciously pushed the top of the feather against her lip, trying to get it in an area where it could rest her weight even slightly. She was so focused on this, and understanding the many scrolls, that she didn't acknowledge the creaking of a door opening behind her.

A wing, warm and surprisingly gentle, wrapped around her back and rested on her side. She jumped, not expecting the contact. "Hey there," a familiar voice crooned to her. "You look tired." Thorn looked up, or rather, down, at the face of Smolder, who was smiling at her. He rested his head on his hands, his arms bent where his elbows rested, but the rest above them held Smolder's weight. He was right next to Thorn, with his wing wrapped around her and his body pressing against her side.

"Well-- I mean, you look more tired. Rough day?" Thorn asked, putting down the quill for the moment. She lowered her own head down to Smolder's level so he wouldn't have to strain to look up at her.

"Oh, no, I'm fine. Don't worry much about me. You have the hard job after all, huh?" Smolder replied, occasionally glancing at the scrolls on the desk. He always went back to the same spot in Thorn's eyes almost immediately, and stuck there.

"Mostly just dealing with scrolls. Complaints, dragons trying to promote a dumb business... You'd think there'd be some way to sort the important stuff away from the rest." Thorn inhaled deep, and exhaled with her bottom lip protruding slightly, and the air pushing above her snout instead of on Smolder's face. She didn't notice, but her eyes also went back to stare at Smolder's the same way his did to hers.

"I ought to help you out with that some time," he started, and lifted his head somewhat reluctantly. His eyes flitted back down to Thorn's, who followed him, and he bit his lower lip slightly as he thought of just how amazing it was to be able to sit so close to her amazing eyes and body. Unconsciously, he blushed.

Thorn noticed this, and that he seemed to have something else to say but wasn't doing so. "It's not that big of a deal, really. I could stop for a while-- I mean, if something important came up. Or someone. Do... you have something in mind?" She also lifted her head, and kept it level with Smolder's no matter his movements. Unconsciously, she coiled her tail around one of Smolder's ankles and pulled lightly, trying to urge him into spending time with her. She had her own ideas, but didn't want to admit them. She didn't know how Smolder would think of it.

"W-Well," he stammered, blushing a bit more and looking down at his ankle where a barbed tail held him tight, then up at Thorn. He moved his eyes away from her and instead ran them down her body, taking in every perfect feature of her. He straightened himself upward, and reached his free arm out towards Thorn's backside. He firmly gripped her ass and squeezed it. Thorn gasped, but didn't try to stop him. "I have an idea, if you're willing."

Thorn smiled at him and turned around. It was a bit awkward, as she was still holding his ankle with her tail, but she managed it. Where Thorn's face had been so close to him beforehand was now her ass, and it was surprisingly round and thick for a dragon. He internally thanked whatever gave him such a 'gifted' mate, and gripped her once more. He plunged his face forward against her backside, resting his snout against her soft underbelly skin. His face, if physically possible, would've been entirely red from the blood rushing to his head.

He pulled his lower jaw back slightly, just enough for his nostrils to still be pressing against her rear skin between her vagina and asshole, and quickly snaked his tongue out to the lower orifice, her slit, and ran it lightly between the folds whilst staying relatively at the surface. Thorn, who'd already been gasping wildly at Smolder's sudden actions, let out her first moan of the session. She tried to encourage him with her tail, but nearly stabbed him on his erect dick. Smolder hesitated to continue, noticing this, until Thorn nervously retracted the tail over her back and stuck the barb in the ground between one set of her back and front legs. Once Smolder acknowledged he wouldn't have to cut the session short to a rather embarrassing injury, he continued servicing Thorn.

Once he got more into the motions, he stopped teasing the outside of her hole and moved his head to a slightly better position, with his mouth pressing against Thorn's folds. His tongue slithered out of his mouth again, but this time it penetrated into her. Thorn moaned again, and a violent shudder that Smolder could feel on his snout ran through her. Smolder continued despite the interruption, his tongue searching the walls of her pussy.

Thorn was already a mess of moaning and other sex sounds Smolder couldn't really comprehend. She didn't warn him before she orgasmed, her warm fluid racing out onto Smolder's tongue. The majority of it splashed against Smolder's snout, as he stanched the flow in her. He continued to eat her out, drinking up as much of her sweet substance he could find in her.

Not after long, Smolder retracted and rubbed his snout. After he was done with that, he moved the same hand to rub his dick slowly, keeping it erect. He seemed to be waiting for something, but Thorn wouldn't move. "Are we just gonna do it on the floor here? Right next to your desk?" He asked.

"Yes, actually, so if you plan on fucking anything today, you better mount me!" Thorn looked back at him, and he just shrugged. After a second, he jumped up with his front legs on Thorn's back. He took a moment to properly position himself, and held his dick straight at her entrance.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, damnit!"

Smolder shrugged once more and pulled himself against Thorn, whilst slowly moving his hips forward. His dick slowly penetrated her cunt, reaching back into her depths. Thorn moaned and gripped her claws into the ground, her head leaning down to rest on the floor and her back arching. This made it a bit awkward for Smolder to hold onto her, so she had to will herself to be still and stand straight.

Smolder wrapped his arms around Thorn's sides and held her tight, with his face pressed against her back. Thorn didn't quite understand this until Smolder started thrusting into her wildly, making her yelp. He didn't pull out nearly all the way and then thrust in, like she'd expected, but instead hardly pulled half of his length out and slammed into her ass again. While holding onto her, Smolder only had to focus on his hip movements, so he was able to ravage Thorn's vagina wildly and faster than normal. He grunted with every quick thrust, and Thorn moaned to meet him.

Thorn couldn't quite control her body from the insurmountable pleasure running through her. She wanted to arch her back and swing her tail and buck her hips, but Smolder's tight hold on her kept her still so she couldn't throw him off. Instead, her wings twitches and rapidly splayed themselves out, nearly slapping both mates in the face multiple times. Smolder kept his focus on his dick, and didn't bark at her to be still again.

With every thrust, Smolder put enough power into them to make Thorn buck different than she wanted to, with her feet nearly coming into the air from her ass being lifted. It took a lot of will that, in the moment, she definitely didn't have to keep any of her body parts still. She only manger Until Smolder stopped, slapping her ass with his underbelly from the force, stuck all the way inside of her and leaking warm cum. It spurted out again and again, and Smolder still held her awfully tight.

Thorn was just barely thrown over the edge from the last thrust, and also came on top of him. She gasped for air with her head laid awkwardly on the ground. Smolder eventually pulled out, and she fell down, her legs shaking. Thorn was still in bliss, but Smolder looked unhappy.

"Damn, I didn't mean to finish in there. I'm sorry. Are you gonna be alright with another egg?" He asked, genuine concern in his voice and his eyes.

"It's fine. As long as you're not gonna be an asshole like Stonemover, anyways. You aren't hiding Animus power, right?" She joked.

"No, I think you're fine there. I'll try not to be an asshole, but no promises." He winked at her, and grinned. He tried to walk out but his legs were as weak as Thorn's and he fell down. "Well, we're gonna be stuck here for a while."