𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜

Starspeaker

"Starflight!" Fatespeaker chirped, jumping into the entrance to the library. Starflight jumped, fumbling with a scroll he had open, and ultimately dropping it. He looked down at it sadly for a moment before picking it up and putting it up on his desk.

"Hello, Fatespeaker," he replied, following Fatespeaker as she walked over to him. He scratched lightly at the blindfold around his eyes as if to remind himself it was still there.

Fatespeaker leaned on the counter, sliding over until her head was just about touching Starflight's. "Are you done for today? With the students?" She asked, looking up at him with her excited eyes and wide, naive grin. Starflight internally sighed, knowing he wouldn't be able to see it in person ever again.

"You can come behind the counter," he muttered, but didn't move away from her closeness. "Yes, the day is over."

"Good!" Fatespeaker drew back for a moment, then jumped over the counter instead of walking around like a normal dragon. Starflight drew back, startled, as she didn't make the jump as cleanly as she thought. Her back legs caught on the wood of the counter, jerking her onto her side before letting her go and dropping her to the floor. She landed with an 'oof', but immediately got up, acting is if nothing had happened.

"You're insane," Starflight muttered, a wide-eyed expression on his face despite the fact that if he still had eyes, they definitely couldn't widen.

"Of course I am," Fatespeaker replied dismissively. Starflight chuckled. Fatespeaker leaned against him, wrapping her neck around his and resting her head on his shoulder. "Are you free for the rest of the day?"

"I have scrolls to sort," Starflight began cautiously. Fatespeaker looked up at him as if she was telling him that wasn't the right answer. "Of course I'm free." He corrected himself. Fatespeaker grinned ear-to-ear.

"Do you like dragonets?" Fatespeaker suddenly asked. Starflight was immediately startled.

"Why do you ask?" He responded warily. Fatespeaker snorted.

"Just answer the question!" She prompted, rubbing up against his neck.

"It depends," Starflight started, looking down at Fatespeaker awkwardly. "I don't like the little ones that can't speak and can't control their bladders, but bigger ones are fine."

"So you like the big ones? Would you raise a little one if it eventually got big?"

"Where are you going with this?" Starflight asked frantically. Fatespeaker perked up and kissed him. Starflight was startled, again, but didn't move away.

"That's where!" She said, once the two pulled away. "Do you want dragonets? With me?"

Starflight hesitated for a moment, but only that. "Of course I do, Fatespeaker. Wait, are you--" He broke off into a yelp as Fatespeaker tackled him, giggling.

"Yes, now!" She replied, rubbing herself against Starflight's genital area.

"What brought this on?" Starflight asked, still confused as ever.

"Nothing special," Fatespeaker grunted. As she started to feel his member growing beneath her slit, she backed up and clasped one set of claws around the limp dick, stroking up and down roughly. As it grew more to a sizable length, she leaned her head down and began to experimentally lick.

Starflight moaned. "You're good at this for a virgin," he commented.

"Who said I was a virgin?" Fatespeaker responded. Starflight looked startled again and Fatespeaker laughed at him. "Of course I'm a virgin, don't worry."

She removed her claws and put her mouth on Starflight's dick as it seemed to stop growing, and slowly suckled him, getting used to his taste. Starflight threw his head back in pleasure, placing a set of claws on Fatespeaker's head to encourage her. Soon, Fatespeaker took in more of him, slowly sliding down on his cock, wrapping her tongue around the base and stroking him with it. Starflight's member twitched in her mouth as he released a small bead of precum, which Fatespeaker immediately licked up. She made a 'mmm' noise on his dick, making it vibrate with her voice. Starflight groaned in pleasure.

As Fatespeaker got used to the dick in her mouth, she sped up, bobbing up and down on it quick and hard. Starflight held her head in her hands, pushing her back down whenever she came up. "Fatespeaker," he groaned, feeling his climax building up. Fatespeaker turned her eyes up to him in response, and continued bobbing up and down on his dick until the last second. As he came, Fatespeaker released him, making a popping noise as her jaws left his dick and his cum came flying out. The first spurt hit Starflight in the face, and Fatespeaker giggled madly. She moved over and licked the cum off his face-- rather awkwardly, as Starflight continuously dodged away from her tongue. Fatespeaker continued giggling until she had cleaned him off. "If you were gonna lick it off anyways, you may as well have just let me finish in your mouth," Starflight muttered.

"Well now it's my turn to have the pleasure." Fatespeaker paused as if what she said didn't sound right. Starflight snickered at her before getting up. He turned Fatespeaker onto her back and lined his dripping cock up with her tight, leaking, virginic cunt. He bit his lower lip just looking at it, fantasizing how wonderful it would be to fuck her here and now. Then he realized he was fucking her here and now, and mentally reprimanded himself for being such a drooling idiot.

"Yes, it is," Starflight replied. He placed his hands next to her shoulders and carefully lined his wet dick up with Fatespeaker's slit. He pushed the tip in slowly, testing the waters. Fatespeaker moaned softly. She went down and fingered her asshole with one claw as Starflight pushed in slowly.

As he fully sheathed into Fatespeaker's enveloping walls, Starflight fixed his position to be as comfortable as possible, pulled out, and thrusted back in with a bit more vigor. Fatespeaker groaned and added another claw to her asshole. Starflight watched her, feeling more aroused by her display.

Starflight grunted as her sped up more, pounding into Fatespeaker's walls. She let out a small whimper, but looked up at Starflight and nodded for him to continue. As he thrust in and out more and more, she seemed to get used to the feeling, and her hips bucked forwards every time Starflight pulled out, not wanting him to leave, but wanting the feeling of being pounded into again and again.

Fatespeaker came first. She wrapped her free set of talons around her own mouth to keep from howling as her climax made her shudder violently, pleasure racing through every inch of her being. Starflight didn't want to be left behind, and struggled to go harder and faster every second, not caring for his own limits.

Starflight hardly had time to breathe with his rigorous onslaught of pumps distracting him, but luckily came soon after Fatespeaker, thrusting once more into her depths and staying there as he emptied himself. He drew his head up to the air and gasped, taking in the air he'd deprived himself of. Fatespeaker snuggled up to him, sitting up and wrapping her arms around his sides as he caught his breath.

"Don't push yourself for me," Fatespeaker scolded. She grinned up at him and Starflight snuggled his snout against her neck in response, then sat down next to her and laid on his side.

"I'm lightheaded," Starflight muttered.