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Hunting for Fluff

Malik was onto Amrien's little scheme, but she played along anyway. The fluffy dragoness had known her pal for many years by this point and was keen to his jovial trickery, yet had done nothing to alert him to this fact; she felt it far more endearing to let him have his fun and leave it at that.

On this day, a lovely sunny day with scattered clouds and a perfect temperature, she had been sent on a scavenger hunt to get a gift Amrien said he hid somewhere in the Vast Emerald Woods. As far as she could figure, it was a fair bet that her fellow fluff-dragon had gotten her a shiny relic or crystal shard for her collection, something that would not only look pretty but also serve a purpose of some sort. She liked her jewels and gemstones, but Amrien understood the value of something that was more than just an accessory to a pretty face. As such, that was certainly what he had in store for her.

She also assumed that there was more to the scavenger hunt than just some treasure at the end of the rainbow, though. Gemstones were nice, relics had great value, and beauty was a lovely way to preen, but he always had something more in store for her, something more intimate. Knowing this, and assuming he wasn't being entirely transparent with her, she forged forward on her quest to find he and his gift somewhere hidden deep within the Vast Emerald Wood.

The first hint - the only one he gave to her personally - involved visiting a mutual friend's ranch. His name was Ilorek, a professor at the Klyneth Academy of Science and Magic, and he had a puzzle for her to complete concerning the fencing of feral dragons, gryphons, horses, and ulokar. This wasn't much of a puzzle, but once she completed it, he gave her the hint for the next leg of her journey which involved having her find a place where river, forest, waterfall, and cliff met.

This was another easy puzzle for her, as she and Amrien had enjoyed some fun in a cave hidden behind a waterfall half way between the shores of Great Sapphire Lake and the southern edge of the Vast Emerald Wood where the last edge of the Cradle of Dalon ended abruptly with a hundred meter cliff. There, in that roomy, romantic cave where they had their first pseudo-date (They had never been in a relationship but had plenty of romantic experiences and history together), she found a pile of rocks with her next hint in a scroll.

From there, she needed to head northwest to the pass that bridged the Cottonwood and the Vast Emerald wood, and atop a spire that was erected in the castle overlooking the pass, she found her next hint. Her journey kept her busy for the majority of the morning, going from Cottonwood Crescent, around the Cradle of Dalon to the northern shores of Great Sapphire lake, east to the Urto Trade Route, and eventually back to what would have been a simple, nondescript grove buried deep within the Vast Emerald Wood far away from any other notable land formation or tourist attraction.

She found this location by mentally drawing a map in her mind and joining all the points she had visited. That, and she remembered it as yet another place she and Amrien had dabbled in casual courtship in the past. Upon arriving, however, she was greeted by something that took her by surprise, something that put a smile upon her face.

It wasn't just a shrine, but an altar covered in gems and other crystals, some of which appeared to be infused in relics and outerwear like a tiara and some anklets with golden chains. It was in this moment, when she lost herself in the beauty of what was laid out before her, that her judgement lapsed just long enough that she forgot what she knew was coming.

Malik's eyes glazed over as she stared into her reflection beaming off the rounded edge of a deep blue gemstone. Within seconds she was distracted by a swiftly moving blue and white figure darting across the reflection to the side, barely giving her enough time to turn to see what it was that leapt at her before having the figure tackle her in place, rolling over in place and slamming her onto her back next to the pile of gemstones.

"Got ya again." Amrien purred at her while hovering over her, teeth bared and tail twitching behind him. The fluff dragon had been watching her ever since she had entered the grove and was waiting for the perfect opportunity to take her. The very instant she lost herself in her reflection - something she had done solely for the sake of admiring the gemstone as opposed to vanity - he knew his time had come and thus he pounced upon his opportunity!

The pair had rolled through the grass and flowers, landing in a pile atop one another with Amrien on top. Tufts of pollen and leaves hovered between them, dancing in the still air before slowly descending to the ground around them. A single beam of light lanced through the canopy to illuminate them both, accentuating their fur and other features, especially her jewelry.

"You're hopelessly romantic." Malik joked with him as she brought her hind legs up to push him off her body. When he refused to budge, she tried a bit harder but still failed. "You playing this game again? Alright, let me get into character; Ahem, Help meeeee, someone help meeeee from the nasty dragon who's gonna eat me or something, I dunno."

Amrien huffed and licked her on the snout. "Psh, eat you out, maybe." He then leaned in and chomped down on her neck, tugging gently while pressing all of his weight down on her.

This actually made Malik relax a bit; the warmth of his body against hers mixed with the teeth that gripped her neck fluff was a bit of a turn on and she knew he knew it. That's why, instead of using the opportunity to kick him off her, she spread her hind legs and wrapped her forelegs around his neck and bit him back, showing her own kind of affection in order to show she was in agreement.

What started as a playful romp quickly turned into something notably more sensual as Malik started grinding her loins against his while their tails entwined. This extra sensuality coaxed Amrien's cock from its confines, the thick, black member peeling out of his sheath to grind against her lower belly. Together, the two slowly shifted position so that they were no longer chomping on each other's nape but instead embraced in a kiss, their tongues dancing in much the same way their tails were, only their tongues made a much bigger, juicier mess.

Amrien twisted his neck so that their jaws could interlock, his lips pressed against either of her cheeks while her snout and chin did the same to him. Both kept a sidelong gaze aimed at the other as they probed each other's maw, tongues exploring every divot of flesh between gums and teeth and cheek and lip, but mostly just entwining around one another to sensually massage the other.

Before long at all, Amrien's entire member had emerged from his sheath to smear his natural fluids and lubricant all over her belly fur, creating webs of mess between them that soaked them both ot their bellies. Having enjoyed such a deep embrace, the two managed to part from one another and lock their gazes, eyes meeting while they licked their lips.

"Well, what are you waiting for, Ammie? You've got pitiful ol' me pinned to the ground and complete control over the situation. Don't waste your load on my belly, I want it in me!" Malik joked with a peck on Amrien's snout and a wink. She wiggled in place and pawed at his belly with her hindpaws while also pushing his chest off hers with her forepaws. She couldn't have been more clear.

Amrien's ears went up. "Sorry, just going slow, is all." He apologized before shimmying back and booping her on the snout with one of his front paws. "But you gotta learn to be patient, too. Can't just dive in every time, you know. Sometimes it's better to go slow, like this." Before she could say or do another thing, he shimmied all the way down so that his head was buried between her thighs, his tongue lolling out and hovering just over her loins. He remained there until she protested.

With a growl and a twitch of her legs, she inadvertently kicked him on the shoulder. "If you make me wait, I'll just do it myself." She laughed with a smile, tail curling up so that its fluffy tip was hovering next to his tongue, threatening to probe herself.

This naturally inspired Amrien to make his move. The fluff-dragon pressed his lips to hers and eased his tongue out, its tendril-like length probing her depths and parting her walls as he tasted her. To his delight, she was as excited as he was, and her depths were a perfect combination of snug and tender, ensuring that he'd be able to do as he wished to her once he mounted.

She knew this, to, so she grabbed him by the neck fluff and started grinding against him until she felt his snout part her lips. She knew she wasn't loose enough to ride his muzzle, but that didn't stop her from chirping and gyrating against him, using his crest to pleasure herself as best she could. Amrien didn't resist in the least, and as a result she was able to make a mess on his face, smearing her sweet nectar all over him from lips to the crest between his eyes and near the base of his horns.

All the while he struggled to not push back in a way she might not be able to enjoy him any longer. All he did was nuzzle into her and steal a taste any chance he got, even going so far as to part her lips with his thumbs and give her loins a peck to steal another lovely taste of her sweetness. She seemed to like this so much that she hooted at him and twitched every time he did it!

Seemed well enough to him at first, but it became quickly clear that she wanted more. Her flesh dripped with anticipation, her fur quivered with excitement, and her loins throbbed in preparation for him. The look in her eyes, the cuteness of her pose with her paws folded on her chest, and the dancing flower petals all around her worked together to drive Amrien wild.

"Grr. You're too damn sexy, you know that?" He chastised before leaping onto her once more, this time nuzzling her neck and chin while grinding his groin against hers. She pet him in response, eagerly encouraging more from him to the point he couldn't dare hold off a second longer! He grabbed her shoulders and pinned her down while arching his back and bucking his hips, cock tip finding its mark between her lips and plunging into her with ease.

She threw her head back and pushed against him with all her might, claws curling and digging into his hips as her depths twitched around him, nearly pushing him out in the process. When she returned to her resting state, she bit down on his neck and tugged once more, matching his bite while using it as leverage to envelop as much of his length as her depths could manage. She was insatiable.

In response to this, Amrien bit down harder only to let go a second later, licking the place he had clamped down on before bucking into her once more, slapping the bulge of his not-yet-formed knot against her tender lips. His balls tickled the lobes and his girth parted her lips with ease, loosening her a bit more each time. Well, 'loosening' wasn't the term, but 'tenderizing' was more accurate. Before long, her loins were swollen and eager to envelop him, a fact he took advantage of as he pushed into her and forced his knot to pop past her lips in one fluid motion!

Malik gasped and let go of his neck, tongue out and maw wide as she clawed at his shoulder. She was in her own personal heaven, with the heat of his body filling hers and the girth of his knot testing her limits. She wasn't incapable or particularly tight, but any knot inside her swelling that quickly was sure to bring her to the edge of climax within seconds.

Only, Amrien wasn't going in for a tie just yet. Rather than just knot and pop, he pulled out immediately with a glorious burst of combined fluids to have his knot burst from her depths, splashed and covered in precum and lube that soaked his belly. He left his length resting inside her, throbbing and pumping more into her as he waited, before pushing into her once more, his swelling knot threatening to block him, her lips daring to resist his thrust. By working past that - via a series of grunts and gyrations - he was able to roll his member in circles, rocking half back and forth before having one lobe slip through her opening and tug the other one in after it.

Once again knotted, he pressed his loins to hers and kept his motions fluid, grinding as hard as he could while still sure to lick, nuzzle, and nibble her neck to let her know that he cared. He was getting increasingly rough, but she was as much a dragon as he and thus could take it; still, he wanted to make it abundantly clear that he wasn't trying to go too hard on her even if he did have her pinned down and trapped in place. He knew she wouldn't object, but still waited for further approval.

She bestowed upon him the most thorough of invitations by wrapping her tail around his right at the base and tugging as hard as she could, forcing him to slip in even deeper, resulting in his sheath pressing down against her slit lips, knot shifting about inside to get comfortable. At the same time, she clenched her loins with all her might to better entrap him, holding his member in place as her walls constricted and caressed his every feature.

Amrien found himself in a bit of a literal bind mere moments later. The instant he felt her lips clench around the base of his knot, he fell forward onto her and lost control as his balls throbbed and pumped shot after shot into him. Not cum, but precum! He was good at holding off and prolonging the fun, but Malik was an expert at milking him and was clenching in such a way that it was actually tugging on him and squeezing right where he needed to be squeezed!

He didn't last much longer after that. A handful of contractions later, he felt his pleasure quickly reach a plateau followed by an explosive release that filled her with every last bit of his seed, so much so that he felt it seeping and spurting out from between his flesh and hers. He bared his teeth, snorted heavily, and eventually collapsed entirely on top of her while still inside, spent. While he had fell onto her already, he managed to maintain a semblance of self-control that kept him erect, but not this time.

She licked his cheek and nibbled his neck fluff while pushing him off her, hoisting him back up into a position on all fours while still tied to her. "Why do you try to hold off?" She asked cutely.

Amrien blushed and averted his eyes. "Oh, I, uh, you deserve more time." He explained as his member throbbed and his knot expanded before pumping another burst of dragon seed into her.

With a wiggle of her hips, she chirped at him. "Silly derg. You know that once you're knotted, you don't need to hold back, right? Feels great either way, and-" she leaned in to nibble his ear lobe and whisper. "-the more of you I get, the better."

He swelled with delight and made a subtle motion with his hips to roll his knot inside her, tugging on her lips from within before flopping onto her side with her next to him. From there, he curled up and licked where his member met her slit, idly carrying on his conversation as he cleaned her up. "Glad to hear it. Tell me, though, how do you like your little gift?"

She slyly winked and pawed at his horn. "Which one?"