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Glacial Lovin'

Garo's trek had been a long and exhausting one. The blue-teal dragon was climbing the snowy mountains up to where his friend Amrien lived, and he couldn't fly it because the air that high was too cold and too thin, so any attempts to use his wings would result in frost and a whole lot of exhaustion - even moreso than he was already enduring as the wind whipped at him from the side of the cliffs.

Internally, he thought to himself it would have been a lot easier for Amrien to come and see him instead, but he knew that Amrien's place - which was built into a cave high in the mountains - was far nicer than his own. If nothing else, the view couldn't be beat even if it did come at the cost of an arduous journey to get there. He knew it was worth it, Amrien was worth his time and effort.

He grunted and struggled as he reached upward with one final lunge, his talon hooking on the edge of the cliff that was his destination. Then, as he went to kick off one last time so that he could roll into place, a big blue furred talon wrapped around his wrist and tugged him up in one powerful heave!

Garo flopped on the snow-covered cliffs between a pair of trees, landing near the plateau that was his destination. Standing above him was an imposing but kindly-looking blue and white wolf-dragon with a broad smile upon his face. It was Amrien, the keeper of the keep!

"Welcome!" Amrien said with a grin. "Welcome to my abode! Care to come inside for a tea?"

"Uh, sure!" Garo said as he got to his feet and shook himself free of all the snow that had piled up on top of him. "I could use the warmth, as well as something to really energize me."

Amrien happily guided Garo across the plateau to a pair of wooden-lined archways that served both as the cave opening and the front door to his home. His front yard was the snowy plateau in the mountains and his backyard was the valley beneath them, a wonderful, natural existence.

Once inside, Garo was pleased to see that his hybrid friend's abode was quite homely! Sure, it looked sort of abrasive and nasty from the outside, but it was really nice on the inside! With shelves and books and candles and everything else one might expect to see in a normal person's abode down at ground level. In an odd way, it made Garo feel a little jealous since he, as a dragon, could have had an equally awesome and cozy place in the mountains.

As the two of them were making their way through the main room of Amrien's place, the host quickly heated some hot water to make tea and served once they arrived in the kitchen. From there, the two of them returned to the main hall of the cave's abode, right by the front door. There, the two of them relaxed in cushy nests with their tea in hand. However, before they could start up their usual chit-chat, Garo couldn't help but notice that Amrien had sat in a very interesting way: on his side with one leg slightly raised, which in turn drew the attention to his sheath and very visible balls.

"Amrien, uh, not sure if you're doing that on purpose, but you're exposing yourself." Garo said in a meek tone as he bowed towards his friend, pointing with his mug of tea.

"Oh, I apologize. I'm used to being a bit more free while in my own home. I don't often have guests and I rarely have to worry about what's modest when I'm alone. If you'd like, I can cover up." He rolled a bit and brought his leg down so that his thigh covered his loins, maintaining his modesty.

Garo squeaked a bit as he tried to stop him from moving. "N-no, it's alright. I'm fine with the view, I just wasn't sure if you noticed. If you'd like, I'd be happy if you remained as comfortable as you can. I mean, uh-" He turned away as he blushed. He knew what he wanted - the view - but wasn't exactly the type to ask for it and preferred he be as polite and as kind as he could.

Fortunately, Amrien was perceptive enough to pick up on this and gave him his wish. He smiled and rolled again so that he was once again fully exposed to the smaller dragon, meaty sheath and heavy balls flopped down over either side of his inner thigh. "If you insist." He said with a bow and a sip of his tea. "But if you insist upon making me comfortable, I'm sure you could find a few ways to help."

The dragon gulped and his eyes went wide, flushing pink at the cheeks in bashfulness. "I, uh, I have no idea what you're talking about. P-please clarify?"

Amrien rolled a bit more, this time so that he was more on his back with his legs spread and loins fully exposed. "Well, I am the host. It would be rude to not make me comfortable. You're a perceptive and creative lad, I'm sure you'll figure something out."

"Actually, isn't the host supposed to, you know, make his home comfortable for the guests?" Garo felt pretty bad about this counter point the second he said it, but was relieved when Amrien laughed instead of chastised him.

"I suppose you're right! If that's the case, I think I know you well enough to know that you'd be most comfortable with your face resting comfortably between my legs. Care to prove me right?" He winked and waggled his hips to make his orbs jiggle in place, his sheath parting at the end to reveal the pink and mauve tip slowly peeling out. He wasn't wasting any time.

And neither was Garo. The dragon gulped heavily as a swell of delight bubbled up inside him and coaxed his own member from his depths. By the time he felt the warm air of Amrien's home touch his sensitive flesh, a sudden change in mood hit him and he couldn't help but gain just enough desire to gulp down his tea and hop from his nest to Amrien's, straddling the dragon's thigh as he buried his muzzle between the wolf-dragon's sheath and balls.

"That's a bit more like it. Good boy." Amrien cooed as he laid on his back, wings and legs spread to ensure he gave his pal all the leverage he needed. "I'm yours to do with what you will!"

While the invitation felt a touch odd - like it was a command moreso than an invitation - Garo loved the idea of making his friend happy. The invitation gave him a special glee that urged him to lean in and nuzzle and caress with all the passion he could muster. He licked, he lightly pecked, he used his lips to tug at the fur, and even passionately licked between the balls, cradling the flesh there.

Amrien seemed quite pleased by this, which he showed by reaching down to lightly caress his own loins, the pressure peeling back his sheath to reveal more bits of his cock tip. His member actually faded from pink to a dark blue, with mauve in the middle, which made it look like a melting icicle! It fit the area quite well, given the proximity they were to snow.

Yet, despite the fact that Garo was usually a bit more reserved, a bit more bashful and uninterested in acting forthright, he preferred to be in a somewhat more submissive role even if he didn't consider himself submissive. However, despite that chosen role he couldn't help but let himself give in to his temptation. What started simply as an impassioned nuzzling of Amrien's undercarriage quickly morphed into something far more intense as he got a little over-excited.

He wrapped his muzzle around the wolf-dragon's orbs, sucked gently, nuzzled up under them so he was pressing his snout up against Amrien's taint, then he repositioned himself so he was straddling the hybrid's tail. From there, he started kneading at either side of Amrien's sheath, peeling the flesh back as he did so and exposing all but the knot of his length. Once that was revealed, he leaned in and wrapped his tongue around the girth of it while still focusing his paws on the sheath.

Amrien really didn't have to do much in response; instead, he simply laid back with his front talons folded up on his chest and his hind legs spread wide as his partner worked him. He had no real need or intention to interrupt, at least not at first. No, he'd be active once the preamble concluded.

Garo wasn't worried about that, though. He kept at Amrien's groin with all the enthusiasm one might usually reserve for the main attraction. He wrapped both his arms around the larger drake's orbs - one in each of his forelegs - and leaned in to nip and nuzzle at the base of Amrien's sheath; his hope was to release that knot so he could suck and lick it, but it was stuck inside and thus he was left idly nuzzling and massaging it with all his might.

This went on for quite a while, in fact. Garo licked and wrapped his lips around Amrien's length while using the rest of his body to tickle and knead the larger drake's balls and sheath. Before long, he felt that first, familiar spurt of dragon precum shooting into his maw, which showed that Amrien was about ready to take control, to finish up. He was ready to handle whatever was demanded of him.

But he wasn't expecting how that would take form.

Amrien flailed and pushed the smaller dragon off his body with his hind legs before rolling over onto all fours, where he grabbed the front door and swung it open. The wind caught the door and slammed it open, the torque wrenching at the hinges. He then scooped up Garo and tackled him onto the plateau through the door, tail grabbing the door handle and shutting it on their way out.

The two of them tumbled in the snow, eventually coming to rest with Garo pinned on his back, Amrien standing atop him. Both of their cocks were exposed to the chilly air, and Garo seemed a little bashful about the whole situation. He blushed, he folded up all fours in a submissive pose, and waited for Amrien to take the next step.

As thanks for the lovely and compassionate beginnings offered to him by Garo's eager claws and nuzzling, Amrien took point between the two of them and laid down upon Garo. His entire belly pressed heavily on his dragon companion, squeezing their cocks together and in between their torsos; this ensured that the chilly air didn't bite their moist flesh as it would when fully exposed.

He took it another step further when he started grinding his hips up against Garo's midsection, grinding members together while licking and nuzzling the dragon's neck. He kept at this, sensually moving back and forth until he felt his cock tip press against Garo's slit right below his own member. Feeling that warmth and having a target, he bucked once and slid much of his length into his partner stopping only at the bulge of his knot, which was still cozy inside his sheath.

Garo grunted and whimpered a bit, idly kneading at Amrien's chest fluff with both his front legs while doing his best to relax. His partner was quite a bit larger than he was and although he was eager he wasn't quite prepared for the girth that invaded him.

Fortunately for the dragon, Amrien was a passionate, gentle lover. Not only was he not forcing himself in faster than was comfortable, he was visibly slowing himself to ensure his partner was comfortable at all times; he even grabbed Garo's front paw in his as he started gently pumping in and out while staring the dragon in the eye!

Of course, this didn't last all too long. While he was passionate and slow - every thrust took a few seconds to cycle in and out - his vigour slowly increased every time, the pressure he exuded a bit more intense and his sheath peeling back to expose a bit more of his knot. Not only that, but he started grinding at the apex of each thrust, rolling his knot lobes around in circles to tease and test the dragon's slit and see just how much room the drake had within him.

He looked up and closed his eyes as he grew increasingly passionate, his every movement an act of adoration of his dragon guest. Garo winced a bit at the same time, put in just the slightest bit of discomfort as Amrien's weight squeezed the knot into him a bit at a time.

Then, just as it looked like the wolf-dragon's knot was about to slip in and tie the two together, he pulled back and returned to his slow and measured movements, his cock pumping in and out while grinding against the dragon's walls and coaxing his member to spew bits of precum onto the scales of his belly. From there, he pressed his entire weight back down on Garo, once again licking and nuzzling as he moved only his hips in waves and rotations to keep control of the situation.

Amrien kept at this, his body pressed tight against Garo's with the dragon's cock mucking up the fur on his belly. He was forceful but compassionate, the half-swollen knot lobes grinding against his dragon buddy's scales until, all at once, the drake's walls quivered and loosened just enough to reach out and swallow him up!

Garo let out a whimper and a growl as he clenched his loins tight around Amrien's knot, grinding his hips back as he felt the distinct texture of each of Amrien's knot lobes swelling inside him. Outside, they were gentle bumps, swollen bulges, but not a knot; inside, the wolf-dragon's member expanded to thrice its normal size, keeping the two of them tied together!

Once he felt the pressure of Garo's walls clenching around his expanding knot, Amrien growled and leaned down, biting the dragon's neck and chewing the scales there in an act of passion. It was a love bite, a show of unity and trust! Not only had he clenched down, his loins tensed up and his knot throbbed as he felt the pleasure of an intense climax hit him followed by the creamy release of the first jet of his seed pumping Garo full of the hybrid's essence!

At the same time, Garo's loins twitched and spewed his own concoction - the difference being that he hadn't reached his climax but was so close and stuck on a plateau that his loins pumped out shot after shot of precum for when he did finish!

Amrien then released his grip on Garo's neck and licked him better, his knot still tied tight inside the drake's tail hole as he ground down and used the pressure of the tie to anchor himself and stir up his companion's insides. The friction of lubricated flesh on flesh tickled Garo just right but still didn't bring him to that explosive climax he desired, it only left him on the plateau and on the verge of release. Amrien realized this, so he kept tugging and stirring as his own loins kept just past the point of completion, his pleasure wavering a bit every time another shot burst into his partner.

The two of them would be stuck together for a while and Amrien knew his dragon friend might not be equipped to handle the howling winds this high in the mountains, so he flopped down and used his wings to shield Garo while still licking and pecking at the dents made on Garo's neck.

No words needed to be spoken between them, Garo knew he was in good talons even if he was stuck to his hybrid friend's member and at the mercy of the frozen elements this high atop the cliffs.

And yet, despite that, he was happy. He was especially delighted that Amrien had been so slow and gentle with him. The gradual insertion and and tying of the two of them together had been precisely what he wanted. All that was left was for him to finish as well so the two of them could return to Amrien's den and enjoy another tea!

Then, who knows? Perhaps they have another go. The trek this high in the mountains was a lot of work and it made sense that they'd not want to squander it!