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Draykan scoops Clarendala up off of her feet, flapping his wings and holding the younger dragoness up against his chest. He hadn't noticed it before, but there is a sort of floral and earthy scent that comes from her--something that reminds him a little of her mother, but only the stuff that made him hard. The curvy gal in his arms squirms and whines, which does little to help the raging erections in his pants. "Damn it, Xasandra," he growls. "Was this something you saw coming...?"

"Uh... D... Dray? What..? What about m... mom! What was... it like...? Did you enjoy her?"

Draykan lands in a small corridor that is remarkably empty. The storm raging outside the stadium picks up, and the sounds of moans from the orgy around them pick up. "F...fuck..."

"Yes, please!" Clarendala says, grabbing onto his shoulders. "Dray, I can't take it!" She shouts, smashing her snout up against his own in an awkward kiss.

Draykan's eyes widen, and his arms give way, which drops her like a heavy weight. But her arms pull him down alongside her, bringing the two dragons down into a messy pile on the concrete floor.

She stares up at him, and he down at her. His hands travel up, arms brushing over her chest as he runs his fingers against her cheek, but then he pulls away, sitting up and over her. "No, I can't. I promised..."

"But... you really want to..." she says, her voice hushed, her arms up over her head as she lays back on the ground. "And I need it..."

He bites his mouth, snorting with his frustration. "Fuck. Let's see... uhh... what did she say... what can I do...?"

Clarendala writhes around, thrashing back and forth, grabbing her top and lifting it up, showing Draykan that bright green stomach and then even further along, her breasts, which spill out right there for him to see.

"Oh damn it"

Draykan grabs his own top and tosses it aside. Clarendala gasps at the sight, sucking in some drool that accumulates at the corner of her mouth. "Oh, wow-wow, Dray... T... that's no dad bod."

"Hey, I'm not that old!" he says. "Wait, am I?" He growls. "NO, gotta focus. Clare!"

"Ye... yes, Dray?" she says, finger swirling over her nipple. "Anything you say... I'll listen."

He growls and puts his hands on his leggings. "I can't fuck you. I can't let anyone else fuck you... but that doesn't mean we can't do other things." He pulls his pants down, his twin cocks springing free, already dripping and filled to bursting.

Clarendala sighs, swirling her finger over her nipple as her other hand moves down along her body. "Oh, fuck... Dray, those are better than any double foot long!"

"I just wish I could put these in your buns." Draykan says. "But maybe..." he wraps one hand around one cock and another hand around the other, "you'll be satisfied with a little show? As long as you give me one in return."

Clarendala scoots up, laying her back against the opposite wall from Draykan. "It's the... the only way to... to satisfy me... when I can't... nnngh..." She shoves her fingers down her pants, the bulge of hand movement giving Draykan some idea of what could be going on underneath. Draykan snarls at that and whips around, his tail hooking one of the loops of her leggings and tugging down. "Oh no, you don't!" he snaps. "If you're getting the full show, so am I!"

Her fingers are already buried inside of herself, the digits glistening as she pumps them into her body. Draykan matches her pace with his palms on his cock. His breath is quick and heavy. The two of them breathing louder and louder as they stare at each other, watching each other get off to the mixture of the magic in the air and the forbidden nature of their dance.

"Fuck... D... Dray, I can't... I can't take it anymore!" Clarendala says, and she leaps at him, sitting on her knees, fingering her dripping pussy while pressing her face up against his cocks. She rolls her tongue out, licking up over the bottom length with a hungry growl. "Give me that sweet dessert, daddy."

"Nnngh... I told you... I'm not that old!"

"I know," she says, fluttering her eyes up at him, giving him another long and hard lick, ending with a taste at his opening, getting the pre off of there. "But mom talks about you, and she's told me you're a naughty dragon. She... she told me to watch out for you. You have no limits. You see a womb, and you want it to be yours. Oh fuck, I want you to have my womb, Dray!" She pulls her fingers free and wraps the wet hand around his upper cock. "Here, you can feel my pussy this way without breaking your oath. I'm sorry you can't father my children, Dray."

She jerks him off, growling from the back of the throat. "It doesn't matter who they are or how they know you. You'll do 'em, even that Dragon Mouse from the future!"

Draykan grabs onto her horns, pushing her forward, her mouth going around his cock. "Okay, young lady, that's enough from you. You're... you're lucky... I know... how to interpret... divine commands... uuuagh!"

The suction from her maw around his cock is legendary. It's almost as if she's sucking out his very soul. But When Draykan feels the need coming soon, he yanks it out and shoots it all over her chest, covering her tits in the glistening spunk. A moment later, the lightning stops, and the air gets calm and quiet.

She blinks, gasping, and covering her chest. "W... what the hell came over me?" she asks."

Draykan hands her his top. "Here, clean yourself up with this. Seems the darkness that's made everyone horny has stopped... but I have a feeling the real storm is heading for whoever is fighting in the arena."