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Dragon Invitational Challenge

Ryuusin was far from the beaten path when he emerged onto the great golden plains of Untheria and bared witness to something he had wanted and needed for a long time. The dragon was on safari with a bunch of friends, exploring the savannah south of the Triquatic Mountains but had grown bored of that sort of thing early on in the trip. He could fly if needed so there wasn't much reason to be shown around the land on a tacky old carriage with some old drake explaining how the ulokar migrated.

The image that was bestowed upon him was a gorgeous red-scaled dragoness with golden stripes rolling about in the long ferns of the plains, her pattern blending with the yellow of the ferns to camouflage her remarkably well. She was flopping about like a dog, rubbing her scales against the foliage and clawing the ground around her, completely oblivious to what was going on around her. Or, most notably, she didn't realize that Ryuusin was there, casually watching her.

He diidn't wish to interrupt or be rude, but he couldn't look away, either. She seemed so cute, so content, and so pure like that, with her legs in the air and her tail flopping around in the grass. She also looked quite roused, as Ryuusin could see from the glistening, plump scales lining her slit on either side. He didn't mean to look there, but his eyes were naturally drawn there and the sunlight reflected off her moist scales so it would have been impossible to avoid no matter what.

And yet, as he stared at her hindquarters, he failed to notice that she had stopped to glance over at him, her piercing yellow eye trained upon him as she stuck her tongue out in a playful manner. Then, for good measure, she started rubbing herself, peeling her lips to the side to expose her pink inner flesh to him, tail curled around her thigh to help keep her leg from obstructing his view.

"You know, you don't have to just look." She cooed at him with a deep, sultry voice.

Ryuusin blushed and turned away, deliberately averting his eyes. "Sorry about that, I didn't mean to be rude. I was just out for a walk and happened to see you and, you know, you were kinda-" He stopped himself from finishing his sentence, realizing it served no purpose. He did have a question, though. "What's a four-legger like you doing out so far from town? You know hunters can't differentiate between speakers and growlers from afar and you're likely to find yourself the home of an arrow."

She raised an eyebrow before rolling over to her other side while still keeping her gaze trained upon him and her loins still fully exposed to his eyeline. "And take down Zheradra? Naw, that's not something I'm all too worried about. Dragon scales are tough, I'm sure you know, and I'm the greatest hunter in all the land. Nobody with bows and arrows shall sneak up upon me!" She declared.

"I snuck up on you." Ryuusin joked, countering her claim. He then slipped out from behind the rock and the fern that mostly hid him from her. "But then again I'm not a hunter. Name's Ryuusin!"

Zheradra scoffed at him without changing her position. "Clearly you're not a hunter. If you were, you'd know I let you find me and have been keeping a weather eye upon you. No, I'm quite fine, I'm quite safe; this is my domain and there's no creature biped or quadruped that can tell me otherwise. Honestly, I'm more curious what brings you here, sire Ryuusin."

Once he fully exposed himself to her from behind the boulder and fern, he crossed his arms over his chest while surveying the situation. "Can't rightly say for sure, if I'm being honest. I was out on safari with some friends and peeled away from the group. Just wasn't interesting, at least not until now. I wouldn't guess such a gorgeous dragoness would be included in such a bland tour."

"You flatter me." She said in a near-mocking tone. "But I think we both know what you want out of this now that you've witnessed a glimpse of what lay before you. I can see it in your eyes and in the bulge that forms in your pants. Confess your indiscretion and I might reward you." She offered.

But he just turned away when she mentioned having seen his desire in his eyes. "I do apologize. I wasn't intending to interrupt whatever it is you're doing here." Although he turned away, he didn't walk away; he did want it, he just wasn't as forthright as she and preferred the more coy approach.

Zheradra didn't care for this and made it known to Ryuusin by growling at him and narrowing her stance, partially covering up the view of her swollen, glistening loins. In fact, the only thing he saw was the reflection of the midday sun reflecting off her ventral scales on the underside of her tail and belly. "Fine, if you don't want to take me up on my offer, then perhaps I'll find some other, more adventurous drake. One who knows to say yes."

"I didn't say no." He interjected as he stepped forward to stand over top of her. "I just, uh, it's been a while so I am not sure I'm the best option to take as a partner right now."

The dragoness rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Really? You're going to let that get the better of you? Alright, how about this. If you can bring me to orgasm within ten beats of my heart - don't worry, I have a very low pulse - using the rest of your body, I'll let you have a go at me. No judgement, no holding back. How's that sound to a stud of a drake such as yourself?"

He didn't know how to respond, at least not at first. Because of this uncertainty, a moment of awkward silence descended upon the pair of them before he chose to break it by unbuttoning his shirt.

"That's a bit more like it." She hissed in delight, once again rolling into her back so he could see the juicy flesh of hers glistening between her hind legs. She was clearly eager and ready, her heat enticing her to fool with whichever drake was lucky enough to meet her, but she also seemed to be completely in control of her own desires. She wanted sex, sure, but she clearly loved to express herself in this way as well. Ryuusin may not have picked up on this, but the cute little smirk she gave when she saw him unbuttoning his shirt was one of delight and self-satisfaction.

Ryuusin may have been a more reserved gentleman for the most part, but he knew better than to waste time or allow himself to be distracted for too long when he had a perfectly good opportunity laid out in front of him. With his own pent up desires swirling inside him, he stepped out of his khaki shorts to straddle the dragoness's tail before kneeling on either side of it, thighs squeezing her in place as he felt her ventral scales touch his lightly furred sheath.

She twitched a bit, not expecting to feel the fur-scales on him tickling her as they did.

"Sorry about that." He apologized while rubbing his goin to flatten the fur there. Before she could say another word - be it positive or negative - he leaned into Zheradra's midsection and pressed his lips to hers, palms pushing against her inner thighs to widen her stance and open her up a bit. If he was going to make her cum within ten beats of her heart, he'd need to be fast and deep with his tongue.

As promised, her pulse was quite slow - a natural feature of most dragons - which was a fact that Ryuusin became quickly familiar with when he eased his snout up against her and his tongue deep between her folds. Not only did he feel the first throb of her heartbeat in her loins constrict his tongue and swell against his lips, he also got to taste the sweet tanginess of her arousal. Internally, he couldn't help but think that if she was this turned on, his task wouldn't be too challenging.

The moment she felt his tongue invade her, she reared her back and spread her wings for balance against the ferns around her, eagerly grinding back up into him while gyrating her hips. A second beat of her heart came through and rendered her flesh even more tender and sensitive, something she knew he must have loved if it meant he got to have his fun.

And enjoy it he did. Ryuusin wrapped both of his arms around her thighs as he pressed his chest to the base of her tail and continued to passionately embrace her loins. He could feel the third beat of her heart swelling between their lips and twitching in her thigh muscles alongside the probing of his tongue and the pecking of his muzzle against her slit.

She growled in delight, twisting her neck and shoulders as pleasure washed over her, the sensations intensifying alongside her fourth throbbing heartbeat. This time she could feel it everywhere from her chest to her tail, and the pleasure she felt was made even better by the warmth of Ryuusin's tongue refusing to slip out of her. She clenched, but it did nothing to extract him.

On the contrary, it just encouraged him to push back and curl his tongue upward while inside her, its length slipping in and out to mimic the curling of fingers expertly putting pressure on her G-spot. He wasn't even sure if she had such an erogenous zone within her - dragons were not mammals and thus did not have the same anatomy - but that fifth beat of her heart made something swell inside her so he targeted that with all his tongue's might.

Zheradra squirmed as she felt his tongue doing its work on her nether regions and her heart skipped a beat as she worried about making a mess in his maw. She did manage to maintain her composure, but not for very long. The dragoness could feel something welling up inside her, so when her heart skipped that beat, it quickly double-tapped its sixth and seventh, the resulting pulsation feeling more like a twitch to the two of them.

This made Ryuusin work extra hard to please her. The sudden increase in the rate of her beating heart told him he needed to finish her up quickly or he'd be left unable to take care of himself. Of course, he was a gentleman drake and would be happy to keep at her with his maw until she climaxed regardless of his reward, but she didn't know that so she would certainly be working with him to make it happen as soon as possible.

He used every bit of strength he could to curl his tongue into her most sensitive, throbbing, engorged portions of her canal and had been carefully timing it so that he'd roll the length of his tongue inside her right at her heart beat for the eighth time. His timing was perfect, and he managed to apply just the right amount of pressure at just the right angle to practically coax a gushing mess out of her, only she didn't let herself go and instead tensed up around him.

Her thighs pinned him down by the cheeks, forcing his tongue to remain inside her and her lips to remain pressed against hers. She twitched, she constricted, and her heart beat one last time before she shuddered in delight and started rhythmically throbbing, a gooey mess of her arousal cascading out from between her lips and into his maw.

The sudden and intense quivering of her entire back end made Ryuusin lose count of her heartbeats but he was pretty sure he managed to reach the goal within his time limit. Proud of himself, he kept pressing his tongue up against her anterior wall while pecking, sucking, and kissing her lips in an attempt to maintain the pleasure he'd given her.

"What are you waiting for?" She growled, tone light and throaty in unison. She was glancing down at him with a toothy grin as she slowly relaxed her legs to release his cheek from between them. "If you're going to have a go, now's the t-" She got interrupted by another wave of pleasure that slid down her spine and constricted her loins around his tongue tight enough she nearly forced him out!

Ryuusin was not going to make her wait again. She was commanding, demanding, and expected something great from him and he'd been holding off to focus on her pleasure first. He had been giving her all he had to offer, and as a result his loins felt a little rejected, his arousal building up to a familiar soreness and stiffness that ensured he was ready to deposit some seed, one way or another.

Hard as can be, he grabbed his cock by the knot and aimed it as he crawled over her, lips kissing her belly scales one at a time until he was high enough on her body to press his tip between her slit lips. Once he felt the warmth of her flesh wrapping around his, he eased his way in past the knot and twisted his legs so he had one wrapped around hers with the other out back for balance.

Within seconds he knew he was in for a hell of a ride, because she squeezed tight and tugged, her luscious lips tugging his knot and milking it to force it to swell to full girth instantly. Deep inside, he knew this was going to happen and had tried to alleviate the issues only to realize that Zheradra had his number and there was nothing he could do.

She bit down on his neck, clawed his back as she wrapped her forelegs around his shoulders, and gyrated her hips as she clenched with all her orgasmic delight. Less than a minute of her controlling the situation had him weak at the knees and growl-whimpering into her neck until he could handle it no longer.

Her grip was too tight, her flesh too hot, her walls to slick with natural lubrication. Before long at all, he couldn't help but grunt and slam his hips into hers as his seed shot deep into her, splashing against her walls and seeping into her depths. He grunted again and again, each one accompanied by a subtle growl and a curl of his lip and yet another throbbing spurt of his member shooting another load into her. Not once did he have time to think about how this felt for her, since he was almost too embarrassed to say or do anything once the intensity died down.

Then, just as he was prepared to collapse on her and accept that the two of them would be tied together for a while, she flopped out for him and released the tension around his knot to let his member pop out with a gush of his own seed soaking her belly scales and his thighs in the process.

He pulled away with a look of abstract horror on his face, feeling like he'd failed her. However, when she glanced down at him with a smile and all four paws in the air and an expression of pure, unfiltered delight, he assumed he did something right. Naturally, the first thing he did was reach out and grab each of her hind talons, rubbing in between the toes with his thumb to give her some proper after-mounting care.

Zheradra seemed to not be interested in it at that time. She kicked her way to scoot herself out from under him, where she rolled a few times like she was spreading her scent, a mix of cat-like and dog-like behaviour before she rolled to all fours and shook herself clean of the dirt and dander that clung to her scales. "Thanks a million, sire drake. I got what I wanted, I'll be on my way now." She winked back at him over her shoulders and leapt into the sky, wings spread to catch a thermal.

She left him there by the boulder and the ferns, wondering whether or not he properly satisfied her. Part of him thought he did exactly what she wanted, but the rest was sure she sought a more substantial partner.

Either way, he was happy to have gotten some excitement on this boring safari he'd been suffering through. Once he redressed and returned to the group, he had a hell of a story to tell his buds.