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Whish.

Wash.

The waves moving back and forth, the leaves sliding off the trees: A lone cabin rests beneath the greens at the shore, shrouding behind many bushes. Relaxing on the sandy beach are three individuals: A muscular Garchomp, a large western dragon, and a small Flygon. The landshark has her hands behind her black hair, dawning her bikini outfit shielding her tits and bulge. She wears shades, sighing to the cloudless blue skies above.

As for the dragon, he wears nothing besides a single black tie: Snuggling against his forelegs, his eyes closed. He's a quadruped, unlike his anthroian Garchomp buddy. His scales are brown, glistening with a few fierce edges on his legs. And lying in the middle is the Flygon themself: Tapping their claws together while eyeing the soft sky, wearing only a pink collar. They're bipedal in shape and form, red 'covers' shielding their timid eyes.

Xaime the Flygon finally breaks the silence. "S-So, u-um…" The taps persist. "A-Any...plans on where to go this weekend?"

Terra the Garchomp exhales. "Not much, really."

"We've partied at Aurora Castle and Crimson Bay last week. So our fun has been had," Q the brown dragon states, his tone coarse yet grand: Thriving in wisdom.

"A-Ah. That's fair, yeah!" Xaime shudders. "I just wonder if we could, you know—" pausing, the Flygon stares at their claws. "Find any, uh, other types of fun?" They smile, lips quivering.

Terra quirks her brow, focusing on the green dragon. "Where you getting at here, Xaime?" Her hand moves around. "We've traveled to all kinds of places: Wouldn't hurt to relax afterwards, honestly."

"I-I mean yes, but um…" Xaime eyes the Garchomp up and down, basking in her define figures. He blushes. "I...have another kind of fun in mind. That we can do." Scratches his snout. "T-Together."

Q lifts one eyelid, looking. "Hmm?"

"Oh?" Lowering her shades, she moves forward. "Do tell."

Xaime yaps softly, eyeing the close landshark. "Ah." They scratch the back of their head. "Well…" Blushes further. "I-I...I feel like we've been traveling together for years n-now, always sticking by each other's side." Their shaky smile persists. "Y-You two have been great friends to m-me. And I...appreciate it. A lot." Xaime caresses their arm. "Our friendship, I-I mean!"

"Haha, I get that." Terra lifts a thumb, winking. "I love being there for you too, dude."

Q nods. "Affirmative."

The Flygon's face reddens more at the wink. "Th-Thanks." Xaime gazes between Terra's bulge and then Q's ballsacks that can slightly be seen behind his backlegs. "So um...for our new fun. I was...thinking—" he bows.

"Can you please tie me up and pulverize my holes?" he asks in such quick motion, his face practically beaming at this point.

Q fully turns his head: Both he and Terra are stunned by Xaime's erotic request. The dragon blinks, scratching the side of his head. "Xaime." A soft chuckles usher. "Where did this come from?"

Terra snickers, her tail swinging. "Yeah. What made you want—" she points at herself and Q. "This?" The garchomp stares with intrigue, resting her elbows on the grass. The flygon pokes his fingers together.

"W-Well…" They sigh, smiling shyly. "I've...always found you two hot. Just…" Bites their lower lip. "Really,_ really_ flipping hot: One of the hottest people I've ever m-met." Shielding their face, they shiver. "During our time together, I—" yaps. "I-I always h-have this attraction towards y-you two. Love seeing you guys do pretty amazing s-stuff while l-looking very smokin' simultaneously."

The brown dragon leans forward. "Go on…"

"The courageous demeanor, the resplendent confidence, the…" He unshields his face, borderline drooling at the dragons' scales.

Terra tilts her head. "The...what?"

The Flygon eyes the muscular, big tits and bulge of the blue landshark, and then the slick, tall figure of the brown dragon. "The—" their tongue hangs loose.

"_ Scrumptiously dominant assets _."

Terra and Q blink. " Oh."

"Ehehehe…" Xaime squirms, poking his claws together once again.

The tall dragons eye each other: A bulge casting within Terra's shorts while a draconic cock unsheaths from Q, spike-like edges ensue. The brown dragon blushes, taking his attention towards the shaky yet eager green one.

"I—" Q pauses, scratching the side of his head. "I appreciate the fact that you, erm...find us attractive."

Xaime gasps, shaking their hands. "S-Sorry if all of this c-comes off as awkward! I, erm…" Whimpers. (Well shit, I guess I blew it big time, hu—)

" I'll go grab the ropes. Now," Terra insists, enthusiasm reeking throughout.

Before any of them can comment, the Garchomp takes off towards the cabin: A toothy grin smearing across her. A hefty laugh utters out of Q, the dragon towering over Xaime with a sharp grin of his own.

"Good to know that her and I are on the same page here."

Xaime eyes up, his face becoming the apple's color by this point. "W-What I said wasn't aw-awkward at all?"

Q's head shakes. "Nope. In fact—" he leans down, his face close to Xaime's. The Flygon beams further. "It was rather adorable."

Xaime can't help but to internally scream. "I-I…" Their tail wags, gazing into the tie-wearing dragon's eyes. Q exchanges his bedroom looks, his tail wagging as well.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush about this…" Licks Xaime's cheek. "I found you really attractive as well, my friend."

Xaime shivers. "O-Oh goodness." His lower lip is bitten.

"Mhm." Q moves close to the Flygon's side. "Your soft voice, your tenderness…" Smirks. "It all just...clicks with me." His head rests on his paws, rubbing his snout against Xaime's. "You're a joy to be with, Xaime."

The Flygon squirms and shivers more, their claws nudging one another. "Ehehe...g-good to hear!" (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—)

CREAK!

The two dragons eye to the side: Terra gripping the long rope, stretching it.

"I'm baaaaaaack~" Another rope stretch later, the Garchomp shows her toothy smirk at Xaime, wagging her tail. "Not gonna lie, twink: You've gotten me feeling mad bad for your ass." She licks her lips. "Hope you're up for what Q and I are about to do to ya."

The Flygon gulps. (OhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodOhMy—)

. . .

Xaime finds himself pinned to the ground: Hands succumbing to Terra's rope, the proudly naked Garchomp glancing down at him—big tits and dicks and all! Q is in front of the Flygon, his towering presence allowing the sand dragon to gawk at his grand shaft. Just when Xaime is about to drool at the sight, he feels his hand being tugged by the Garchomp, a single yap escaping him.

"Eek! S-So rough and…" Their eyes roll up, their tongue hanging in what is best described as an 'ahegao' look. "Eaaaageeeerrrr...~" Xaime isn't even being penetrated yet and they're already feeling intensely horny. What a slut.

"You know—" Terra twirls the rope around her hand. "I remember the time when I was strapping you onto the rocket during our rescue mission, and you just moaned." Snorts. "Straight up."

Xaime gasps, blushing deeply. "I-I thought I was being quiet there." He is then lifted. "A-Ah!" The Garchomp has him on his knees, her head leaning close to his'.

"Hun—" her grin enhances. "_ My sense of hearing is fucking immaculate. _"

Q bursts into laughter, gripping his tie while his red, girthy dick erects with triumph. "That's true! She heard me from afar fending off that evil company while rescuing a kobold lady." Sighs. "Wish I was there to witness the moaning, heh."

Xaime eyes up the dragon's dick, their eyes quivering. "M-Mhm…" The Flygon pants, gazing upon the dragon's knot. (Goodness fuckery, it looks so...magnificent.) They then feels something nudging their cheek: Eyeing Terra kissing them.

"You like seeing big dragon dicks, don't you?" she whispers, clenching the rope. Xaime yaps, shivering while Q eyes the duo with intrigue, his imposing height letting his cock nudge ever so close to the Flygon's face.

(Th-This is heaven,) he thinks, gulping before laughing timidly. "W-WHOA!" He's pinned down, Terra resting her hand on his back: Her big dragon dick railing between the individual's buttcheeks, poking his sensitive hole. "EEK!" (THIS IS HEAVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!)

Q adjusts his tie. "Let's commence this, shall we?"

"For real~" Terra agrees.

Q rams into Xaime's maw at the same time as Terra, both groaning. "Mmm." They simply state, Terra entangling the rope around her hand while smashing away. Xaime's eyes widen: His behind quaking, his cock flailing—moaning over and over on the brown dragon's shaft.

The Garchomp growls. "Fuck, their ass is tight!" she says, the warm walls clenching around her dick.

"And they have quite the tender maw, mmm," Q comments, his balls clasping against Xaime's chin nonstop, causing the helpless (not really~) fella to yip-yap.

Xaime shudders, trembling and twitching—embracing the menacing thrusts. "Mmf! MMM!" Is all they can utter, rolling their eyes up in bliss.

"Grr, hell yeah, you lil' twink!" Terra yanks the rope, ramming and slamming into Xaime nonstop. "Take this dick like the good slut you are. Scream as we ** fuck up your ** _ INSIDES _!"

The tie-wearing dragon snorts. "Dear goodness." Smirks. "Feeling_ really _pent-up, aren't we?"

"You betcha!" Terra and Q spew their pre-seeds into the Flygon, their thrusts increasing. "This slut deserves it!"

Xaime drools over the shaft: Flooding it with their immense horny energy. Their tongue laps up and down and all around the knot, the pulsating thing being ever so close to infiltrating their maw. Terra slaps their buns, a single yap escaping from them, shuddering once their tail is groped by her.

(So. Gosh. Darn—) he mewls, spraying jizz all over the grass below. (ROOOOOOOOOOOOUGH, AAAAAAAAAAH~!)

Terra giggles. "D'aww. How adorable of you to cum so early because of us." A toothy grin paints her face. "_ You fucking yummy ass cocksleeve. _"

(C-Cocksleeve!?)

Q chuckles in a deep manner, his dick twitching—itching for a release. "Mm. Yes." Growls. "Feeling close now, you two."

Terra growls along. "Same here."

Eventually the spitroast concludes with the two slamming their shafts into their retrospective holes: Pumping loads upon loads of cum throughout the Flygon while roaring, Q even managing to shove his whole knot inside. The Flygon yelps, drinking as much of those seeds as he can. The many batters ooze out of his ass and maw, splashing all over his face along with the ground below. The flygon's belly is filled within seconds, the green dragon mewling happily.

Terra shudders, gripping their ass. "Fuck, this feels great! Ah!"

Q groans. "I concur, ngh!"

The dragons pull out, further marking Xaime in their seeds. The Flygon moans, sighing while dousing down whatever seeds left in his maw. "Whew…" Xaime shudders: Shaking from that greatness. "Th-That was...amazing." Within a flash, a shadow casts over him, Xaime eyeing up at a smirking Terra. He blushes.

"Hmm?"

The Garchomp laps at her teeth. "Oh it's not over yet, ya scrumptious jade." Her cock nudges against their face as she purrs.

"E-Eh!?" Xaime yaps, their ass quivering at the other dragon grinding behind them. They stare down at their belly reaching towards the ground. "I-I'm not sure about how much more I can, mm, take!"

Terra squats down and pinches Xaime's cheek, causing him to squeal. "That's alright, twink: This is our last go before we relax for the rest of the day." Winks. "Sounds good?"

Xaime becomes quiet for a moment, eyeing at Q. "I-If he's okay with it."

Q blinks and stops grinding. "Excuse the improper mannerism here, but: I'm currently rawdogging your ass." Laughs. "Of course I'm okay with it!"

"A-Ah." The flygon snickers, shaking his head. "Silly me." He smiles and nods at Terra. "Th-Then alright, I'm up for another round!"

"_ Good little slut~ _"

From there, Terra and Q jam their dicks into Xaime simultaneously: Both pulverizing the individual once more. The three moan, Xaime's belly jiggling and wobbling back and forth while Terra clenches the rope, Q's balls rampaging the green dragon's.

"M-MMMMMF!" Is all the Flygon utters, mewling from Terra's rope tug.

The tie dragon grunts, releasing a soft breath as his tie swings side to side. "Ngh!" His teeth clenches, clawing the grass as the wind blows. "Goodness, their ass feels magnificent! Even after you filled them like a balloon, Terra!"

The Garchomp growls, wagging her tail as her tits jiggle. "You're welcome, big guy!" She chuckles, yanking the rope.

Xaime slurps over the shaft: Tongue's swirling and drooling, the individual rolling his eyes up in utter bliss as his ass claps and bounces, wobbling like jello. He whines, his cock already oozing pre-seeds all over the ground messily. Terra huffs, her balls plapping his chin nonstop.

"What a cutie~" Her grin intensifies into something quite unhinged. " A cutie who ** _ **loves _ ** to get railed by towering dragons. You cum dumpster!**"

"Heh." Q puffs his chest, his dick swirling inside the Flygon. "And I'm the tallest one of them all!" He nuzzles the top of a nearby palm tree, wagging his long tail. "See?"

Terra laughs, arching her head. "Oh shut up and kiss me, will ya?"

Q smirks, sharp fangs ensuing. "Will do, bud." Leaning down, his maw presses against Terra's: The duo smooching in passion, tongues wrestling and slapping one another. Terra spews her pre-seeds, growling in satisfactory. Xaime gasps, shuddering.

(W-Wow! I didn't know they felt this way about each other, too!) they think, gulping down the pres. Q oozes his pre-jizz too, the duo pulverizing the dragon further while speeding up. Moans and groans and many more moans expand throughout the area, saliva spilling out of the dragons' maws.

"Mmf." Q pulls away momentarily. "I'm going to bust, ah!"

Terra pants, pussy juice trickling down her balls. "Same, ngh!"

The moans persist, the dragons speeding up more vigorously. Q snarls and gropes Terra's big tits, the Garchomp's eyes widening.

"Mm!" She ushers a roar, pumping out loads of cum during the continuous thrusts.

"Mmf!" Xaime exclaims, drinking the seeds.

Q thrusts a couple more times before ushering his own river of cum, growling. "GRAH!"

Xaime's belly expands. "MMMF!" He closes his eyes, the tightness of the rope entangling him further.

(Heaven,) Xaime thinks. (Heaven is all of this is.) Terra and Q's thrusts come to a halt, their tongues hanging in utter bliss.

"Ngh…" The Garchomp grins. "Fuck yes."

Q grunts. "This has been quite fantastic, it all was…" He closes his eyes. "Mmm..."

After what feels like minutes, the two pull their dicks out: Painting their precious little slut fan in batters, sighing happily. Xaime shudders, the Flygon curling his feet in ecstasies. The two dragons sit beside him, Terra relaxing on her back while Q rests on his belly, nuzzling his forelegs.

"You know—" the Garchomp caresses her chin. "We should do this again sometime." Grins. "That shit was hot as fuck, haha."

Q nods. "Agreed."

Xaime leaks a few seeds onto the grass. "I…" Shivers. "Mmm, second that!" Mewls.

The trio gazes at the gorgeous blue sky, a few clouds surfing across it with elegance. Terra sighs. "Through my times traveling with you two after forming the Draco Squad, I never thought that fucking each other would be a part of our journey." She snorts. "Wild, ain't it?"

Q laughs, shifting his tie. "Indeed. That's what makes journeys so unique." His tail wags, a soft sigh leaving him. "Unexpected outcomes are a part of any adventurer's lives. Whether the outcomes be good or bad, pleasant or unnerving, and many more to come."

Xaime perks their head up, eyeing Q. "W-What do you think this outcome w-was?" they ask, curious.

Q sighs once more, smiling. "A very positive one: One that strengthens my love for you two."

Xaime's face turns deep red as Terra purrs. "D'aww, I love you too, Q," she says.

"S-Same here. To both of you."

The trio remains silent, embracing the calm winds blowing against their gleeful faces. The Draco Squad enters a newfound part of their companionship ever since this lovely day.