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No matter where you were in the world, time would always flow forth. If you were sleeping, fighting, or doing anything else underneath the sun, the seconds would pass into minutes, and those minutes would pass into hours. Your body would grow, your tastes would change, and your sense of reality would morph and shift into what you wanted from the world and what the world wanted from you.
For some dragons, their destinies had already been planned for them even before they were even hatched. Five eggs were brought underneath the mountain and born in utter secrecy, all fated with the universe on their shoulders. They would be the ones to end the war. They would be the ones to bring peace to Pyrrhia. They would be the heroes that scrolls would talk about endlessly until their names would drift off into the even more endless expanse of time to then be forgotten…
But right now, the dragonets were just that: dragonets. They had a lot to learn until they were ready to leave. The different kingdoms, their politics, and even the other tribes they haven’t seen yet would need to be filed correctly into their brains before they could set out to take the world by storm. No little amount of detail could be left behind. If they were the chosen ones for the prophecy, they’d need to be ready for anything the universe could throw at them–
“So WHY would we need to teach them about sex?!”
Although a couple tidbits were up for discussion.
“I-I’m just saying–” Webs held up his claws against Kestrel’s rage– “if we are to teach them about dragons and such, it w-wouldn’t be too far-fetched that this would be on their syllabi.”
Kestrel’s claws scrunched up in rage. Even if the dragonets were playing in a room far away from theirs, her screeches would still most likely be heard. “Again! They’re part of the PROPHECY!” she hissed. “There’s no need to educate them on how they’d… eugh.”
A shiver ran down her spine. The last time Kestrel had anything to do with copulation was in a dictated breeding program that left her with more than just two eggs. “Besides, I am neither willing nor seeing the point as to why they should learn about something like this.”
Webs sighed, his talons tapping nervously on the ground. “Because… Well, I noticed a couple of things… previously.”
“What?” Kestrel sneered, as if her squinted glare could see for herself what Webs was hiding.
“Surely you all must have, too,” Webs prefaced, “but the dragonets… are growing up.”
Kestrel blinked. “Well of COURSE they’re growing up, genius! How are they supposed to fulfill the prophecy if–”
“N-Not like that,” Webs stammered before her rage filled the whole room in flames. “What I meant to say was that… they’re getting closer in… that sense. You know what I’m talking about, right?”
He looked over to Dune, who was oddly quiet throughout their whole discussion. He agreed with Kestrel in that there was no necessity in teaching them about the birds and the bees. But on the other hand, he also did pick up on a couple of activities that he would rather not see go on between the dragonets.
“If you’re talking about the cuddling and nuzzling,” Dune grumbled, “then yeah. I know.”
“What is this?!” Kestrel leered. “Do you mean they’re… b-but HOW?!”
“You’ve always been pushing them too hard with their training–” Webs offered an explanation but then quickly diverted the conversation after her searing gaze burned a hole through his confidence– “b-but yeah, they’re… getting much closer than normal.”
It had only started a couple of weeks ago, and while the dragonets thought they were doing a good job at hiding it, nothing could escape the watchful eyes of their guardians. Whether it was wrestling with each other more often, sitting closer together during their lectures, or even eating side-by-side when food came in, they all definitely showed signs of maturing… just in the wrong way.
“Ohh those BRATS!” Kestrel screamed, rattling the room they stood in. “The next time I see them, I’m making SURE they’ll never be able to have kids!”
She was about to storm out in anger, but Webs was quick to block her exit. “L-L-Let’s not jump to anything too irrational here.”
He was just as quick to cower in her raging presence. “Get OUT of my way!” Kestrel roared. “Otherwise YOU will be next!”
Webs gulped. “A-A little help?” he asked, reaching out to Dune.
The SandWing sighed. He came around to put a claw on the SkyWing’s back, both to attempt at soothing her inner turmoil and also to keep her from running off. “The dragonets already hate us enough. There’s no need to add more to their reasons.”
“Well, I HATE them!” Kestrel screeched. She at least stomped back into the room, but the two dragons were sure to stand in between her and the rest of the caverns. “Of COURSE they had to make this our problem! Couldn’t they just keep it underneath their legs until they were out of here?!”
Dune and Webs looked at her pacing around the room, the SeaWing looking at his superior for help on what to say next. Sighing again, he offered, “Then we can make sure they don’t cause anymore trouble, alright? We teach them to keep their claws off of each other’s bodies until they leave.”
Kestrel huffed, smoke blasting out from her nostrils. “Are they not smart enough to figure this out on their own?! What of those scrolls we salvaged for them?”
“Th-They only talk about the anatomy, n-not actual sex,” Webs explained, making sure to stand firmly behind the SandWing. “And they’re j-just dragonets anyway. They’re only doing it because it feels good and because we h-haven’t taught them–”
“Of course, you STUPID SeaWing–”
“Hey, HEY!” Dune barked. “Stop fighting! Nothing’s going to get solved if we keep arguing like this!”
He shot stern looks between Webs and Kestrel, who both got the message. They might have loathed these jobs as their babysitters for the last seven-ish years, but they were almost there. The dragonets had already learned almost everything they needed for them to be comfortable enough to let them run wild in the world. The guardians had just implicitly avoided this topic for all this time, but it seems like this would be the last knowledge base that they’d need to teach.
“As I said,” Dune continued, “we shall talk with each of them about sex and how to stay away from it. That shall be it. Whatever they learn about what happens if they don’t follow what we say shall be their issues, okay?”
The compromise got Webs nodding, but Kestrel still turned away with a huff. “Nope. I’m not teaching these simpletons about it. I’m not!”
“Kestrel, please,” Webs asked politely. “They won’t take what I teach seriously. You, on the other talon–”
“I said I’m NOT!” Kestrel snarled, baring her teeth at the other two dragons. “If you want to fill their head with fantasies, go ahead!”
Dune sighed yet again. At this rate, his scales would crumble into dust before she agreed on her own terms, so he had to pull something so underclawed that even he had shivers thinking about it. “Kestrel, don’t make me ask again.”
“Or WHAT?!” Kestrel whipped around to stare the SandWing in his black eyes. “What makes YOU think you’re the boss of me?!”
He could have beaten her in a brawl right then and there, but instead, he chose to shatter her mind instead.
“You know, if the dragonets do mess around with each other, that would mean even more of the little runts that you would have to take care of…”
..
.
Finally convincing the SkyWing, the guardians then discussed how they would go about actually teaching them. The five uneducated minds against the three of them would mean that some of them would need to teach more than one. And after even more arguing, they finally decided on how they were going to divvy up their students.
They all walked back to the common area, just an hour after dinner, which meant that all the dragonets were winding down for the night. Normally, they would be doing whatever meager activities they would be doing to pass the time. But now, Kestrel could clearly see what the other two were talking about when they meant the brats were… getting to know each other more.
Glory and Tsunami were busy wrestling with Clay in a heap that moved a lot more than it should have. The girls would often get on top of the boy and pin him down, but not before using each and every limb to wrap them all up into some sort of sandwich that had her face twitch. A sickly sweet scent wafted into her nose from their direction, and a familiar rage started to boil inside of her.
The other dragonets weren’t as unruly, but the signs were just as clear. Starflight was idly reading a scroll as Sunny laid next to him, resting her head on his shoulder. That wasn’t the only part of the body they were touching as it looked like they decided to share their temperatures by lying directly against each other. Even if the NightWing didn’t move a single inch, a blush on his face told her that he knew what he was doing.
Wanting to get this over with as fast as possible, Kestrel made her presence known by stomping toward the three tussling dragonets.
Tsunami noticed her advances first and scrambled off of the other two. “Great, here comes grumpy claws…”
“Step away, SeaWing,” Kestrel sneered. “It’s not you who I want this time.”
She reached forward and grabbed a tight hold on Clay’s tail. Then, she dragged him out and along the floor. “M-Me?” he bumbled. “What do you need me for?”
“An extra lesson,” Kestrel explained using as little words as she could. “Starflight, you’re coming, too.”
“R-Really?” The NightWing seemed disturbed to be disturbed from his serenity, but he got up and followed her anyway. “What is it about–”
“And there will be NO questions–” Kestrel pointed a dastardly claw in his direction– “otherwise I’m burning your scrolls, understand?!”
That made him quiet real quick. Starflight walked silently behind her as she brought the two boys out of the room.
“What was that about?” Tsunami asked aloud.
“You know there’s no reasoning with her,” Glory mused. “Him on the other hand…”
She pointed to Webs, who was coming their way as well. “L-Look, something unexpected has come up and w-we wanted to address it before it becomes a worse problem.”
“And what is it?” Tsunami raised an eyebrow. “Why do we need to listen to another boring lecture close to midnight.”
“Better yet, what are we getting out of it?” Glory pressed. If they could make any of the guardians squirm, it was Webs.
And he was squirming alright. “W-We can discuss your rewards later on. Just… Please humor Kestrel and follow along.”
Tsunami rolled her eyes. “Alright, fine. It’s not like there’s anything else to do around here.”
“Hey, you’ve got me,” Glory taunted, glancing a look sideways.
“Yeah, and I kept beating you in wrestling,” Tsunami shot back. “It’s not exactly a challenge when I can dominate you that easily.”
“Girls,” Webs reminded them, and off they went into another separate cave.
That just left Dune with Sunny, who looked at all of her other companions walking off with a confused expression. “Where are they going? What are we going to talk about?”
“It’s best not to discuss this in the open,” Dune explained. “Here, come along.”
He gestured with his claw to follow, and being the good little dragonet she was, she got up and walked behind him.
The two of them went down the familiar caves, but now doused with a layer of uncertainty. It wasn’t too common that the guardians split them up like this. The most they ever were away from each other were during battle training, and even then Tsunami always found a way to come in and save them. She wouldn’t be lying if she said the solitude was unsettling.
“S-So,” Sunny attempted at making small talk, “what was it again that you were teaching us? We d-didn’t do anything bad, did we?”
Dune couldn’t help but look at the smaller SandWing. It might have just been how they both shared a tribe, but he felt a certain fondness for the little dragonet. “Little” wasn’t exactly the word he’d use now that she’s growing, which is exactly the reason why he was doing this.
“No,” Dune answered curtly, but then whispered underneath his breath, “not yet anyway.”
Sunny didn’t know what he meant, but something told her he wasn’t going to answer anything else right now. So she kept following him until he arrived in a room that even she didn’t know much about. It was barren except for some food discarded in the corner and what looked like a mattress, if the pile of straws had any other purpose than sitting off to the side.
“Where are we?” Sunny asked as she looked around. The only light was a torch flickering on the wall. She had to squint to see the other things in the room.
“These are my personal chambers,” Dune explained. “The others won’t bother us while I teach you.”
“Ohh, you sleep here,” Sunny realized. “It looks a little… gloomy.”
“Not every room can have a window.” As brisk as his words, Dune pointed to the bedding. “You can sit there if you want. This should be over quickly.”
He wasn’t a monster like Kestrel. Sunny took that with appreciation as she padded her way over to the mattress. The straw underneath her talons weren’t as prickly as they looked, and she used some time to straighten them out for her to lay down on.
“So…” she started, signalling she was ready. “What did you need to talk to me about?”
Dune settled opposite of her, not minding the cold stone floor. He wasn’t as studious as Webs was, and while he himself didn’t plan on a mate let alone any dragonets of his own, he knew enough to tell her what she needed to know.
“First,” he prefaced, “have you read the scroll about the SandWing prince?”
“Oh yeah,” Sunny perked up. “That’s one of my favorite stories! Well, Starflight reads it to me, but I know what happens!”
“Good,” Dune nodded, “so then you know that after him and his lover ran away, they spent a night under the stars?”
Why he knew this much about the story was beyond him, but Sunny didn’t care about that fact. “Yep! It’s so cute imagining them in each other’s arms, ready to take on the world together!”
Dune chuckled at her innocence. It was weird to think that he’’d need to teach her about sex considering she was still little in his eyes, but maturity waits for no one, and she’d need to know what would soon become of her so that no other dragon can take advantage of her–
Why am I caring so much about her? Dune thought to himself. This is purely educational. Nothing else.
Shaking away his stray questions, he continued, “Yes, well. They did more than just laying in each other’s arms.”
“I would think they slept as well,” Sunny giggled, “but I’m assuming something else?”
“That is correct.” With one big inhale, Dune let his wings droop and allowed the tension in his claws to dissipate as he regarded her as level as he could. “Sunny, it’s time you learned about the birds and the bees.”
“The birds and the bees?” Sunny echoed, tilting her head. “Did a swarm of them wake up the dragons in the story? What happened after that?”
“No no, the name is just a euphemism,” Dune brushed off. “The birds and the bees is a colloquary term to talk about… sex.”
“Sex?” Sunny echoed again, tilting her head even further. “What’s that?”
Dune sighed internally at her purity. It was so cute to see that she hadn’t been tainted by the world yet. Considering her “world” was everything under the mountain, that didn’t leave much room for the possibility, but he was still relieved–
Stop, he ordered himself. Don’t let yourself get attached. She will leave before you know it.
“Yes, sex.” The word seemed to stick onto his tongue, but he had to speak now. “Sex is… another way dragons show their love for each other.”
“Really?” Sunny was just as curious as Starflight, but at least Dune was more tolerant than Kestrel. “Like hugging and snuggling?”
“Something like that, but also not,” Dune explained. “Sex is something a lot more special than regular hugging. You can hug all the dragons you like, but you only have sex with the dragon you love the very most.”
“Hmm…” Sunny took that with some thought. “But I love all of you the very most! Can’t I have sex with all of you?”
“N-No, that’s not what should happen.” Dune blushed at her brazenness, and he would be lying if he said that something inside of him didn’t just click right there. “Again, sex is not meant to be had with anyone. You need to wait to make sure you truly love this dragon, and then you have sex with them, okay?”
“Okay…” At least he could appeal to Sunny’s romantical side. “Is this sex thing hard to not do? Why are you talking about this now?”
“That’s because you and the rest of the draognets are growing,” Dune told her. “As you age, the need to have sex increases. That is how dragons have had so many generations–”
“Oh!” Sunny interrupted him with an “aha” moment. “Sex is what makes babies? That sounds so cute! Why don’t dragons just keep having sex then?”
“Because there would be too many dragonets to take care of,” Dune answered quickly. “And that means–”
“But then there would be soooo many cute babies to hug and all!” Sunny got carried away with the visuals of all the theoretical babies she was juggling in her mind.
“Again, it’s not like hugging,” Dune hammered into her head. “And too many dragons would deplete resources and bring about the end of our world. So you can just do normal hugging and not have any sex, okay?”
“Uhh…” Now, Sunny was lost. “Sooo sex is like hugging but also… not like hugging? What is it really then?”
“We don’t need to talk about that.” And just as abruptly as he brought her into here, he stood up and was fully intending on leaving. “That’s all you need to know.”
“Wh-What?!” Sunny squeaked. “That’s it? What if I accidentally have sex? What even IS sex?”
“The more you don’t know about it, the better,” Dune explained. “Just don’t let anyone near you until you feel ready to have a dragonet.”
“Don’t let anyone near me?!” Now, Sunny was freaking out. “B-But I like my friends! Now I can’t spend time with them anymore?! And when will I know if I’m ready for a dragonet?!”
Dune shrugged. “Not my problem. What you do with your life is in your claws, and I assume you’ll do what’s best for you–”
Before he could walk out of the room, Sunny launched herself onto his tail. “Come on, please?! You can’t just dump all of this info onto me and expect me to be fine!”
Dune dared to look back into the puppy eyes the smaller SandWing was trying to give. “Please…” she murmured, almost at the brink of tears.
He sighed out loud this time. Even if he would very much like to also stop talking about this, something deep in his heart just wouldn’t let go of the fact that Sunny was still his responsibility. She was the most well-behaved of the dragonets, and she never asked for much. It was always the other kids making a ruckus, but only she would stay obedient, the perfect test subject for–
No! Stop! Dune told himself. Stop feeling things for her! She’ll be gone before you know it.
And yet, she was right there at that moment, perfectly recipient and perfectly ready to learn about the next step in their lives. Once they stop the war and fulfill the prophecy, they would naturally think about assimilating back into society. This would no doubt be one thing on their minds, and it itched him the wrong way that any other dragon would lay their slimy claws on cute, curious, perfect–
“Alright, fine!” Dune groaned, moreso to himself than Sunny. “Sit back down and I’ll… teach you about sex.”
“Really? Yay!” As eager as she’s always been, Sunny bounced back over to his mattress and sat down, claws curled in and ready to learn.
Dune didn’t exactly plan for actually diving into the acts between the birds and the bees. Of course he knew how copulation worked, but explaining it would be a whole nother ordeal. Not to mention there weren’t any visual aids to demonstrate specifically what she had to avoid…. well, except–
Shaking his head, Dune started. “Okay, let’s start from the very beginning. You still remember the story about the SandWing prince?” A simple nod was his answer. “Alright, I’ll try and explain sex with the story. Just try and imagine all of this, okay?”
Another nod. “I’ll try,” Sunny said.
“Good.” Dune sat down, thinking slowly about how he would make the parallel. “When the prince and princess settled down underneath the stars, both of them would start feeling… something strong between each other.”
“Like love?” Sunny asked.
“There is that,” Dune agreed, “but there’s also another feeling. While their hearts are full with happiness, another sensation of need and want gets filled in their… nether regions.”
“Nether regions?” Sunny hadn’t heard that term before. “Like… my legs?”
“You know the body part you use to… relieve yourself?” Dune asked, being very careful with the words he used. “Formally, it’s called a vagina, and that is a part of your nether regions that would heat up.”
Sunny looked back at her own nether regions. “But don’t I use my vagina to pee?”
“Technically your pee comes from… never mind.” Dune shook himself off that tangent, along with the faint blush that arose from him speaking about this. “What matters is that something like the warmth of your heart happens down there, too. Actually, has that happened to you before?”
“A warmth down there…” Sunny thought for a bit, then shook her head. “N-No. Mostly it’s just my heart.”
“Okay, good.” Dune let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “But when sex starts, your nether regions would start heating up, and it will start making the air foggier and your head heavier.”
He swung around his arms to try and visualize what he was talking about, but Sunny didn’t have the faintest clue. “What do you mean by–”
“Just let me explain this first, then you can ask questions later,” Dune interrupted. “I’m glad there’s a lot you don’t know, but it’s best to realize these feelings before they take a bigger hold on you, okay?”
Sunny nodded, sitting back on the bedding with her arms still folded in neatly and cutely.
“Alright,” Dune nodded, “because this sex stuff can get dangerous. Not that it’s harmful in any way, if done correctly, but your body will react positively in ways that you might not intend to if it’s under the influence. The feelings that invade your brain are there to lull you closer to sex, but we don’t want that for you right now.”
Dune started pacing around the room, recounting the story in greater detail. “But I suppose you’ll need to know what actually counts as sex, which would normally start with the heated feeling burning hotter in your nether regions. This would result in the female’s vagina slickening and releasing a fluid that’s NOT pee, but something else.”
He pointed a talon at Sunny, expecting a question, but the little SandWing was still sitting quite still, biting her lip and keeping her excitement contained. Dune gave a little smile when she saw her so obedient.
“This non-pee… is called cum,” he went on to explain. “It not only facilitates the later proceeds of sex, but it also signals to the male that she is ready to take things to the next level, which… for the purposes of the story, would include something called foreplay.”
Dune tried moving his claws to explain what would happen, which didn’t help that much. “It may sound gross, but the male would tend to the female by… massaging her vagina. A variety of methods can be employed, like running a claw across the surface or dipping a talon gently inside your folds, and it’s supposed to bring pleasure to her along with excreting more of the aforementioned cum. Beyond that–”
“Mmph~”
That didn’t come from him. Dune’s ears pricked up at the sound of the pleasured moan, and with only one other dragon inside the room, he swiveled back around to inspect her yet again. Sunny was still sitting as still as she could, but he could tell something was up. It looked like she was sweating, and while all her claws were idle, her tail was suspiciously bunched up behind her with the faintest tweaks left and right.
“Sunny.” Dune turned to face her. “What are you doing?”
“N-Nothing!” Sunny squeaked, her actions seizing up. “I-I was just… following along?”
“Following along?” Dune repeated. What could she have possibly meant by–
And then he smelled it. He would have passed it off as cave ambience if it wasn’t for the conversation he was just having. A sweet scent drifted into his nose, like daffodils and dandelions. There was only one place that it could have come from, and knowing that fact both horrified him… and intrigued him.
“Sunny.” Dune was much more serious this time. “Are you… pleasuring yourself?”
“I-I’m sorry!” Sunny whimpered, scared that she did something wrong. “It was just that while you were explaining, I did start feeling that hot feeling down there! A-And I just really felt like… I needed to relieve it, like what you talked about. So I j-just… umm…”
Her voice quietened to a whisper, embarrassed that she was caught, but strangely enough, Dune didn’t feel any hostility. Not even any embarrassment himself. Instead, a third, more forbidden emotion blossomed inside of him, and that prompted him to tell her the next order:
“Show me.”
Sunny turned red in an instant. “Wh-What?!”
“It’s only natural that you feel this way,” Dune calmly rationalized. “I need to teach you the ramifications of sex before you handle it on your own, and if you are more of a… visual learner, then I guess I can teach you that way.”
He approached her slowly, and each step he made toward her had Sunny shrink further into the bedding. But something else sent a shiver down her spine, ready to learn more about what fun there was to be had.
Dune sat in front of her, just a couple inches away from her shaking frame. “But before I proceed, I need to teach you something important first: consent. And you need to learn this very importantly.”
He stared directly into her eyes, driving the point home. “Before anyone has sex with you, both of you need to give explicit consent that you want to have sex, okay? And that means if you don’t want to have sex, tell that dragon you don’t consent and leave. Be firm with it, know your limits, and respect your own body first, you got it?”
Sunny nodded. “Y-Yes, Dune…”
“Now, let’s practice that.” Holding out a gentle claw, Dune rehearsed, “Sunny, do I have your consent to continue?”
She looked at his outspread talons in hesitation, then slowly reached out her own claw to clasp his. “Yes. You have my consent to continue, Dune.”
He smiled. “Good.” He then gestured to her twitching tail. “Then lie down on your back. We will continue our lesson then.”
Sunny complied, flipping over so that her belly was up and exposed to the world. But that wasn’t what Dune was focused on, for when her tail slipped away from between her legs, he had to hold back a gasp at how cute she looked. Her folds were inflamed and engorged, leaking their precious femcum and throbbing intently, waiting for someone to treat it right.
Dune brought his head down, so close that Sunny shuddered at his hot breath flowing over her sensitive flesh. “S-So am I doing it right?” she asked.
“Your body reacts however it will,” Dune told her, “but yes. There’s nothing wrong with being embarrassed, it’s only natural with the tenderness of the moment.”
Like a sacred treasure, he brought one careful talon up and pressed it gently against her vulva. Sunny yipped upon his contact. “Ooh, that f-felt good~”
Dune smirked. “That heated feeling will increase the sensitivity of your vagina, causing it to swell up just like this and ask for its own relief… like this.”
He moved his claw softly up and down her slit, enjoying the slick and gushy feeling. Sunny was enjoying it too from how her back arched and pushed her waist closer to him.
“D-Dune,” Sunny said, “it’s like my body is acting on its own. Wh-What’s going on?”
“Sex can do that,” Dune told her as he kept caressing her slowly. “Your body is responding to instincts, which is why you need to learn about them and how to control them before you do anything you don’t want to. However, if you do give your consent, listening to these feelings can be very, very pleasurable… such as–”
“MMPH~”
Dune stuck his talon into her honeypot, eliciting a cute moan from Sunny. Even if he was only submerged a couple centimeters, fireworks shot off in her mind, exploding in a symphony of sensations.
“Oh, OOH~” Sunny whined, thrusting her hip even higher. “It feels soooo good~ But you said this was a bad thing?”
“Not that sex itself is a bad thing, per se,” Dune explained as he rolled his talon around her folds. “After all, dragons as a species wouldn’t have babies if it weren’t for it. However, the heat in your nether regions and the fog in your mind can sometimes guide you to make… unwise decisions, so I need to teach you about what this is so you can avoid it until you’re ready.”
Sunny was trying to pay attention to the lecture, but his claw was working wonders. Each point it pricked inside of her was another nerve that tingled with ecstasy. She could feel the lust settling in her head, making her all woozy but still cognizant of the pleasure she was experiencing. And it would only go up in levels when Dune brought his other set of talons into the mix.
“I guess while I’m down here, I’ll teach you more about female anatomy,” he instructed. He circled her vulva, watching as his talons left a trail of femcum behind it. “This is your vagina. Yes, this is where you pee, but this is also very important for babymaking.”
The pleasure was rising. Sunny’s breaths became ragged and her scales began to sweat.
Dune then brought a talon up to her bundle of nerves and gently tapped it. “This is your clit. Usually, this is where a male would satisfy a female the most, but considering you’re so inexperienced… every part of you is squirming~”
The pleasure was building up. Sunny’s legs were quaking and her moans became mere whimpers and whines.
And finally, Dune dug harder with the talons sunken into her folds. “And in here… will be where a male’s penis goes to tie the two dragons together and make a baby. And if I get lucky enough… I can introduce you to–”
“OOH, DADDY~”
“Your g-spot. Jackpot.”
The pleasure was insurmountable. Sunny yelped out in ecstasy as her entire body shook with the first orgasm she had in her entire life. With her claws outstretched and her face as red as can be, she felt wave after wave of femcum splash out from her honeypot, the sweet nectar splattering all over Dune’s claws and spilling out onto the bedding below her.
Each and every scale vibrated with glee as the little SandWing trembled under his control. Why were they keeping this away from them if it felt so good? At least she could experience it with the larger SandWing right now, so she let herself be as loud as she could. However, every rainbow had its end, and Sunny’s rainbow ended in a mess of juice and claws, panting heavily and sinking back down onto the mattress.
“Hah, hah…” She couldn’t even speak. Her mind was reeling with sensations too grand for her to quantify it all in mere words.
Dune, however, chuckled at her dazed expression and pulled his talons out of her. “Daddy… I like it~” he ruminated, tossing the name around in his head.
But something else caught his attention, dangling in between his own legs. An intrigued smile crept across his face. Perhaps the study session didn’t have to end here, and perhaps both of them could get something meaningful out of tonight.
Sunny finally got out of her trance enough to realize where she was again. “Dune, that was…” she breathed, still gasping for air. “That was wonderful! We should have more fun–”
“Oh we will have more fun. And please, call me daddy~”
Her blurry eyes cleared up to watch Dune crawl over her sprawled-out body. He leaned his head in close to whisper in her ear, “The lesson isn’t over yet. You still have to learn what the male has to offer~”
At that moment, a distinct throb from underneath her brought her eyes downward, and what Sunny saw shocked her. His cock was fully out, the scent of her climax enough to have it throbbing and pulsing with need. A drop of precum greeted her, sitting on top of a spearheaded tip that pointed dangerously toward her. The musk hit her like a train, making her head all woozy again.
“This is a penis,” Dune said, referring to his member like a long-lost friend. “And this thing has a very special present for you, but only if you do a good enough job and pleasure it.”
Sunny blinked, each breath another reason to close the gap. “Dune–”
“Daddy,” he corrected, thrusting his cock far enough to touch her nose. “I like the name you’ve given me. Stick with it.”
“U-Umm, yes daddy,” Sunny murmured, her heart racing from both the intense moment and his deep command. “B-But how do I even… pleasure it? What do I do?”
“Oh, you’ll know,” Dune chuffed, repositioning his legs so that she’d get more room underneath him. “Just follow your instincts. Let your emotions guide you.”
Now was the demonstrative part of the instructions. Dune gave her the space to do whatever her little mind told her to. After a moment, he actually was deciding to order her on how to service him, but his voice was instead caught when Sunny laid her dainty claws onto his member.
“Like this?” Sunny asked, her innocent voice in stark contrast with her actions. “And then I would…”
She started stroking up and down his length, taking the time to enjoy each and every ridge there was. Dune was enjoying it too from how his grunts sounded and how his growls deepened.
“Good, just like that~” he encouraged, gripping his claws into the bedding to stop himself from doing anything rash.
It had been too long since he ever pleasured himself, too busy with taking care of the dragonets to find the time for masturbation. Sunny’s talons were not only not his, but also wonderfully careful. It felt like a thousand strands of the softest silk were enveloping his cock, wrapping their velvet tendrils around his member and pleasuring him to the max. But soon, he would be enveloped in something much more sloppy when she decided to open her maw and place it inside her mouth.
“Mmph!” Dune grunted, fighting back the urge to thrust farther. “That’s your instincts kicking in! Keep going!”
Sunny chirped in agreement. She could barely register his command over the stench of his cock. It colluded with the rest of the fog in her brain, and each breath would only make the clouds thicker. His taste was something else, too, a mixture of salt and bitterness that struck her SandWing genes. She had to open her jaw wide to accommodate for his larger cock, but she wanted to give him as much pleasure as he did to her, so she opened up wide and kept engulfing inch after inch.
Dune watched as Sunny traversed farther down his member, her tongue getting a good feel of each and every ridge littered across his length. “Just like the female, the male has to prepare for the final act of sex.” He brought down a claw to coddle her head. “You’re doing a good job for daddy. Don’t mess up now.”
Sunny squeaked when she felt his touch. Even if it wasn’t pressing hard or anything, she could still sense the commanding presence he had. It sent shivers down her spine that she was doing something so scandalous, but at the same time, it satisfied the hunger inside of her, urging her to continue. And continue she did as she held onto the sides of his cock and kept pushing deeper.
New tastes, new flavors, and even new sounds bombarded her senses. A new fluid graced her tongue, and she slurped it up fervently. Sticky yet sludgy, her eyes rolled up upon digesting it. If that delicious juice was hidden deep in his cock, then Sunny would work it out of him as passionately as possible, which spurred her to both jack him off and bob her head up and down his length. She might not have been able to reach his base, but it was still enough to please him.
Dune sensed her increased speed and notified her, “The stuff sliding into your mouth is not my cum. It's only my precum, which plays a similar role to a female’s cum to facilitate the future proceedings. My cum on the other claw… You'll get a feel of it soon enough~”
If Sunny knew what it meant, she would be able to tell his climax was quickly approaching with how hard his cock was throbbing. His length pressed up against her throat on numerous occasions, where she had to test her gag reflex and learn how to swallow a couple extra inches. She was grateful that he was gentle with his hold on her, otherwise she might crumble under the sensations of sex. She would certainly get her fair share of its taste if she just sucked a little bit harder–
And in an instant, Dune held onto her head just tightly enough that he could pull her off of his length.
All the warm and fuzzy feelings started to dissipate the moment she stopped savoring his cock. “Aww, why did you stop?” Sunny whined.
“Because–” Dune had to take a couple deep breaths to allow his cock to settle down– “of something called a refractory period. It's a really pesky thing that stops males from ejaculating– sorry, releasing his cum more than once a session.”
To prove his point, his penis was throbbing wildly, but each passing moment in the cold, still air had it wane in intensity. Sunny was about to pout some more when Dune offered an alternative. “Besides, I wouldn't want to leave out the most important part of the lesson.”
Sunny watched once more as Dune crawled back down so that his head was almost level with hers. He gave her one more kiss on her dazed face. “Just stay strong for a couple more minutes for daddy, okay?” he asked.
He then laid his half-hard cocktip against her folds, rubbing against them and adding more lube to the already-soaking honeypot.
“D-Daddy,” Sunny muttered, “what are you doing?”
“The final part of sex,” Dune told her. “Once both the male and female are fully prepared, the penis will go into the vagina and deposit cum deep inside of you, which will develop into a dragonet soon enough.”
Sunny looked down at his cock right next to her entrance, and even if it wasn’t completely erect, it was still a huge sight to see. “B-But you're big!” she whimpered. “I don't think I can fit it all…”
“And that's okay,” Dune accepted, although glowing with pride on the inside. “I'll go as far down as you tell me to. It's very important to tell your partner about your limits so that sex can be as fun for both of you as possible. And that does include giving your…”
He prompted her with an open claw, and she was conscious enough to answer. “My consent?”
“Atta girl,” Dune cheered. “So before I enter you, I'll ask one more time. Do I have your consent to continue?”
After a little deliberation, she gave a firm nod. “Y-Yes, daddy!” Sunny chirped, squirming in her place. “I want to keep learning with you! Please, continue!”
Dune smiled. “With pleasure~" And with one soft prod, he sunk his cocktip into her folds.
“Mmph!” Both SandWings had to stop and savor the sensations that flowed over their bodies from the mere penetration. Sunny was grappling with the fact that there was something much more thicker and much more slimier than a talon inside of her slit, but those attributes and so much more only made the pleasure skyrocket.
Dune halted because he never had submerged himself in something so tight. To be fair, he couldn't recall the last time he had any proper sex period, so he sought to really stretch this first time for the both of them. He brought a talon down to her struggling face, coddling her gently.
“The initial penetration can be some of the most intense moments of sex,” he warned her. “How are you faring?”
Sunny opened her eyes and let out a shaky smile. “I’m d-doing good, I just didn't think that it'd feel so… big. Sorry if that sounds really bad.”
Dune shook his head. “Not at all, Sunny. Our differences in size and age make up for that disparity.” He then flashed her a smirk. “If anything, that's quite the compliment. Both dragons will say nice things like that to make the sex all the more pleasurable. For example, I can say that you look positively cute underneath me like this~”
That got the reaction he wanted, which was Sunny pipping in embarrassment with a large blush on her cheeks. “Oh daddy… You look handsome up there!”
“Eh, that works,” Dune chuckled. “But words aren't going to get our bodies moving, so would you allow me to continue?”
“Yes, daddy!” Sunny affirmed much more solidly this time. “I give you my consent! You can keep going!”
Dune nodded and kept moving downwards. He made sure to go as slowly as he could, but her ever-increasingly tight slit made that quite a challenge. Each centimeter he forced inside of her had another part of her inner walls hugging his length with the grip of a vice. No matter how much he wanted to strong-arm his way down, he kept his promise and thrusted at a steady pace.
It didn't help that Sunny was moaning and chirping all the way, being very vocal with her praises. “You feel so big! And you’re filling me up so nicely! Keep going!”
It also didn’t help that she was accepting his gift with much more willingness than he thought. It wasn’t just her kind words that propelled him forward, but also the fact that her body, in its infinite tightness, also gave him enough room to sink his cock in. Halfway down, and she till had space to push himself in further. He wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so he trekked down at a snail’s pace.
Only when three-quarters of his length disappeared from the outside air did Sunny finally squeak out something other than a compliment. “O-Okay, I think that's all I can fit,” she told him.
Her voice had a lilt of forlorn, and Dune could sense it. Once he stopped pushing into her, he gave her a loving kiss on the nose. “Don’t be sad about that. I’m very surprised that you were able to take so much. I guess you’ve been looking forward to this lesson, huh~”
He gave her a cheeky smile, which she giggled at. “It’s just… you made sex seem like a really fun thing,” Sunny said, “and I want to share that with you! I’m happy that I can do that, at least…”
“Oh, Sunny…” In that moment, a fire ignited in his heart. He knew he always had a fondness for the smaller SandWing, whether it was their similar species or her overjoyous attitude, but right there, with his penis submerged into her vagina, did he finally realize that he cared for her much more than a guardian would for his job.
He really, truly did care about Sunny. And that acknowledgement sparked another inferno inside of him, one that he was slowly starting to lose control over because of the beautiful SandWing before him.
“Alright, I’m going to move back and forth now,” Dune told her. “I’ll do most of the work this time, so just lay back here and tell me if anything goes wrong, okay?”
“Okay, daddy!” Sunny cheered, beaming a happy smile. “I’m ready! I give you my consent!”
Chuckling inwards, Dune steadied his claws around her petite frame as he pulled back his cock, feeling each and every ridge leave her gushy depths and expose themselves to the cold air outside. Then, once only his cocktip remained inside of her, throbbing fervently for its reestablishment, he fluidly slipped himself back downward, stopping just before that three-quarters mark.
“OOH~” Sunny squealed, rocking upwards with his thrust. “Th-That feels amazing, daddy!”
“Good thing there’s more where that came from,” Dune growled, a soft haze glossing over his eyes. “You’d better get ready.”
With that, he pulled back and pushed forward again. And then again and again and again. He started out slow, but his instincts told him to increase his pace. He, too, was falling for the subtleties of sex, and while he was holding back on his passions before, his mental fortitude was slowly chipping away with each pummel he pounded, begging him to just give in and ravage the girl in front of him.
It wasn’t like the girl in front of him cared. Sunny was overwrought with ecstasy. She couldn’t even quantify where it began or ended because her entire body was swimming with hormones and tingling with sensations she had never experienced before. Her claws were outstretched, her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. If it wasn’t for his thrusts reminding her that this was reality, she would have thought she had fallen asleep during his lecture and was dreaming all of this.
She was glad she wasn’t. “Oh, daddy! Your penis is so, so big! I feel so full, and you’re going so deep and hard! Please keep going!”
Dune’s job was to support the dragonets of destiny, and support them he shall with an even faster attitude. His hips faded into a blur as his plunging splashed delicious femcum out from her honeypot, staining his bed and the room with the scent of their intimacies intertwined. It only fueled his own bliss, reaching for the next thing that would bring him immediate pleasure, and that was ramming his thick cock deep over and over and over again.
“You like this?” he growled, his voice low and such a turn-on. “You like daddy pounding you with his perfect penis?”
“YES, daddy!” Sunny squealed, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. “I love this, daddy! We should do this more often because this feels SOOO GOOOOOD~”
Dune flashed her a smile, but this time it wasn’t as kindhearted as before. His smirk was the byproduct of his lust finally taking over his rationale, and while he still stopped himself from bottoming out, he allowed his instincts to take the reins and ravish her however it so pleased, and right now, it was asking him to pummel her at speeds she hadn’t seen yet. He was surprised their sexual bout wasn’t discovered by any of the other dragons, but at that moment, he didn’t care one bit if they were found.
Sunny didn’t care, either. She had just found a new favorite pastime, even if he said that sex should be something shared by someone she truly loved. Well, she truly loved Dune because she felt that same heating sensation inside her nether regions, so she didn’t see any reason why they couldn’t keep having fun like this. But she could definitely feel a reason, and that was the inner coil inside of her loins telling her she was about to cum.
“Daaaaddyyyyyy!” Sunny moaned, her voice slurred from all the romping. “My cum is coming out agaaaaain! Ooh, this feels even stronger than last time!”
“Yes~” Dune huffed, already smelling her juices and using that as fuel to pound faster. “Cum for daddy. Let your instincts consume you. Show daddy what you got~”
In truth, Dune was also at his breaking point. You can only thrust into a beauty like her so many times until your cock flared up and throbbed in wild abandon. He could tell his own orgasm was quickly approaching, and he wanted to heed his own advice of not giving them any more dragonets to worry about, but he wanted to hold on for just long enough, piercing his cock in all the right spots, until–
“OOOOHHH~ DADDDDYYYYYY~”
With one last high-pitched squeal, Sunny’s entire frame rattled with ecstasy as her climax took over her body with as much force, if not more, as her first one. She was helpless to the sensations, her legs outstretched and her eyes rolled back as far as they could go, feeling her femcum cascade violently out from her honeypot. The sticky nectar splashed against Dune’s crotch, mixing with the saliva and juices already littering his length, and that extra bit of sweetness was just enough to tip him over into oblivion.
“S-Sunny!” he barked, his cock pulsing out of control. “I’m cumming! Get ready to taste… my… CUM!”
Just before he reached the point of no return, he pulled himself out from her vagina and started pumping his cock above her, aiming for her cute face that was left dazed in a happy yet lust-drunk expression. And once he felt his cum travel up and then out of his cock, he proved to himself that his targeting was spot on. His thick, alabaster-white semen splattered across her head, dousing her forehead, cheek, and especially her mouth in its sloppy, sludgy goodness.
Upon tasting his true virility, Sunny seized up again and squirted that little extra bit of juice that hid inside of her vagina. Her tongue kickstarted on its own as it savored his baby batter like a gourmet feast. The saltiness, bitterness, and muskiness of this concoction immediately labeled this as her new favorite food, and she wondered why she couldn’t just dine on this delicacy each and every day. He seemed he had much more to give, so she kept her mouth open and guzzled down as much cum as she could.
And give a lot he did. Dune forgot the last time he orgasmed, which meant that a whole tsunami was flowing out from his cocktip right now. Pulse after meaty pulse, he guided his member so that it’d shoot right at her face, careful not to let any of his potent baby batter reach her folds below. He did enjoy painting her white, but the fulfillment could not last as his climax trickled to a mere rivulet, dripping down onto a dragonet that could have been mistaken for an IceWing.
At least, the top half of her was drenched in off-white semen. Sunny blinked away the residue in her eye and she rubbed her face clean, getting a good look at how much he had to offer. “Wow,” she gurgled before gulping down what cum she had in her mouth, “your cum tastes really, really good!”
“Well, it’s most likely because of you also being a SandWing, but… thanks,” Dune accepted. It was weird having someone compliment him about the taste of his semen, but to be fair, this was the first time any dragon did.
“So is that it?” Sunny asked. “You said that the boy can only release his cum once and then he had to wait?”
“Hehe, looks like my teaching didn’t go to waste.” Dune rubbed the top of her head cheekily. “And yeah, you’re right. The female can ejaculate multiple times in one session, but the male only has one shot. So once you find yourself the perfect lover, you’d better make it count.”
Sunny nodded. She then tried to get up from the bedding, but her legs wobbled and gave out, landing her right back onto the straw bedding. “Urgh,” she grunted, “my limbs feel like jelly.”
Dune chuckled before settling down next to her. “Sex can indeed be taxing on the body. Just let yourself rest, and you should be just fine tomorrow.”
“Okay, daddy…” Sunny murmured, snuggling closer to the bigger SandWing.
“A-And you can stop it with the ‘daddy’ namecalling,” Dune pointed out before anyone else could hear it. “Stuff like that is fun during sex, but should also stay with the sex.”
“But you are still my daddy,” Sunny whined. “I actually… like being with you. It’s different from Webs and Kestrel because… I really do feel like your daughter.”
Oh, if only that were true. Dune still smiled softly at the sentiment and planted a much more delicate kiss on her forehead. “I’m happy you see me that way, Sunny. In truth, you are also my favorite dragonet out of the bunch.”
Sunny squirmed happily in his clutched, but her giddiness was interrupted by a big yawn. “Oh, I can feel that tiredness kicking in. I-Is it okay if…”
“Yes, you can sleep here tonight,” Dune answered before she could even finish her question. “Just don’t snore so loud, okay? I’m tired, too.”
“Yeah, I can do that!” Sunny chirped, then covered her mouth to not be so loud. “At least Starflight tells me I don’t.”
They wiggled together to get into a better position with Sunny almost wholly eclipsed by Dune’s larger body. She sighed in deep and laid her head on his flank, and she was about to go to sleep when one more thought popped up in her head.
“Hey Dune…” she asked. “You said that there were more ways to have sex. Could you… teach me more?”
“You really liked my lesson, huh?” Dune mumbled, settling a claw over her soft figure. “Maybe some other night. But you’ll be a good dragonet for me until then, alright?”
“Of course I will! I’ll be–” Sunny stopped herself from hopping out from his grasp, both because her legs couldn’t do that and because she knew it was nighttime– “I’ll be sleeping now then.”
“Hehe, good girl~” Dune whispered into her ear, sliding his talons up and down her body until the monotonous actions soothed both him and her into a deep and restful sleep.
And even if their real bodies were slumbering peacefully together, their dreams were a lot more rampant. Both of them visualized and salivated over the limitless possibilities of how they were going to have fun the next time they could be alone together. Doggystyle, cowgirl, even a little bit of anal. No matter what would eventually happen, both Sunny and Dune were happy that they could experience this intimacy together.
So it was all up to their instincts to guide them onto their next, grand adventure.
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