The Mark Of A Dragon

Practice

"It's okay Puppy, ... don't push yourself too far. I'll still give you a reward for what you can manage." He smiled, running his fingers through Wriothesley's hair again.

Neuvillette gave a soft squeak at the moment Wriothesley's hands had sped up, but he smiled through it.

Once he felt settled, he began to draw back his head, finally sucking as he did so, until he only held the head in his mouth once more, then dove back in, taking Neuvillette half way much faster than he had before.

As Neuvillette slowly opened his eyes again, he watched as Wriothesley pulled his head back, sucking on his ridgid, blue cock as he leaned away, before pressing his head forward quickly.

The dragon gasped, his eyes rolling back a little, and his fingers wove into Wriothesley's hair as he gripped it. "Oh, Fuck, Puppy~" The sensation seemed to satisfy the dragon immensely, and though he wasn't doing much, if any work, Neuvillette knew he'd be mostly drained for the day after this.

Having his hair pulled was definitely a benefit of being in this position. Wriothesley made soft noises in the back of his throat whenever he could, around the cock filling it up.

Once he'd started properly moving his head, Wriothesley kept going like that, taking as much as he could only to pull off slowly, sucking all the while. His hands kept pumping and stroking the two dicks they had a hold of, and once, he pulled off to give each of them a few lazy licks, taking each head into his mouth to suck before he returned to the one in the middle.

Hearing the addition of Wriothesley's soft sounds, Neuvillette responded with his own, as if it were a whispered conversation of pleasure.

"Y- you've definitely had practice..~" Having experience with this kind of thing, Neuvillette definitely wasn't mad about. It just meant Wriothesley could please him even more.

It was turning a little sloppy, spit running down Wriothesley's chin, but that only serving to heighten his own arousal.

Neuvillette's eyes had closed again, and his face seemed to be locked in a permanent, satisfied smile. Little gasps continued to exit his lips, And his legs quivered in an effort for him to not twitch.

Wriothesley returned to bobbing his head, gagging around the length each time it reached the back of his throat, tears running down his flushed cheeks now, but he only sped up, determined to make Neuvillette cum once again.

Gradually, Neuvillette's noises became louder as his inevitable climax came closer and closer with each bob of Wriothesley's head, each lick, and each stroke the hands that were closed around his dicks provided.

Starting to pant, Neuvillette leaned his head back a little, giving a gentle tug on the leash. "I love you, puppy.." he breathed out, reaching out again to wipe the tears out of Wriothesley's eyes.

Neuvillette's body slowly began to tense, his muscles preparing for his climax. Making an almost whimper-like sound, Neuvillette's dick twitched in Wriothesley's mouth when he gagged.

"I'm almost-" Neuvillette's breathing hitched, and he needed a moment to catch his breath again. "Good boy..~" Neuvillette whispered, giving the leash another tug.

The warning wouldn't have been entirely necessary. Wriothesley had been paying attention to how Neuvillette acted when he was close, and the way he lost some of his eloquence was plenty indication.

Every tug of that leash made the collar tighten a bit around Wriothesley's throat, the pressure on the outside only intensifying the feeling of having it filled in the inside.

Single-minded now in his mission to please his lover and show him just how good he could be, Wriothesley took a breath and dove forward to take as much of him as he could, even as his throat convulsed violently at the intrusion.

He pulled back almost immediately, fighting down a cough, and kept the head of Neuvillette's dick in his mouth, sucking at it. He wasn't sure he'd be able to swallow all of his cum, but he definitely wanted a taste.

Huffing with pleasure at the quick movement Wriothesley made to have as much of Neuvillette's cock in his throat as possible, Neuvillette only tensed further.

Trying not to let out any non-human sounds, Neuvillette practically fought down a growl, not wanting to hurt Wriothesley's ears with the noise, and especially did not want to interrupt what Wriothesley was so focused on doing.

Gripping Wriothesley's hair, Neuvillette gently pulled the other's head forward a little. Murmuring pleasantly, Neuvillette's eager quivers started to become a little more "Violent" as he got closer.

Blinking quickly to try and keep his sight from fading, Neuvillette kept his eyes on Wriothesley, as he wanted to see his mate's reaction to his throat getting filled with cum.

The gentle sucking on the end of his cock definitely did it for Neuvillette, and with a small shake - keeping his hands on the leash and in Wriothesley's hair, - He came into Wriothesley's mouth.

Neuvillette's dick twitched as he came, and he breathed heavily as he looked down at his mate.

Wriothesley was immediately glad he'd pulled away this much, because he surely would have choked if he'd let Neuvillette cum down his throat.

Instead, Wriothesley was able to swallow quickly, noting that the bitter taste he was used to from humans was a lot less prominent. There was also just More, but he'd already been prepared for that.

Wriothesley closed his eyes and kept sucking his mate through his orgasm, swallowing every last drop before pulling off and giving his cock a few, slow licks to clean it up. Then, finally, he tipped slightly to the side and rested his head against Neuvillette's knee, peering up at him as he caught his breath.

Watching as Wriothesley had collected and swallowed every last drop, even sucking it out of him, had Neuvillette smiling through his orgasm. After Wriothesley had finished drinking every drop from Neuvillette's cock, the licks Wriothesley provided made the dragon chuckle quietly.