Thread: An Empty Nest (N7Biotic & Spirit)

Casantiolth was surprised at first when she watched Sullivan grab her tail and bring his human lips up to her sweet little slit, pressing his lips up against her black scales and giving her sweet cunt a lick. The first thing Sullivan would notice when he touched her scales were like that of a snake's, smooth to the touch, but noticeably thick. Black dragons were famous for their hides. Almost nothing could penetrate a black dragon's hide that wasn't a sliver dragon. Sliver dragons were the only dragons able to rival the black dragons. The other species were no match for the black dragon's fast flight, metal like claws, long and razor sharp teeth that accompanied their jaws. Once a black dragon's jaws clamped down on something, it was nearly impossible to shake them off. While they weren't as visually fantastic as sliver dragons, there was a certain beauty to them, especially in the females whose scales glowed in the light of a full moon and the way their spikes always seemed to shimmer. While Casantiolth was initially surprised by Sullivan's tongue, it wasn't uncommon for a male to lick his female before mating with her to make the process more pleasurable for the both of them. She just never thought it would feel so good. Casantiolth let a growl rumble in her throat as a thin wisp of steam rose from her nose. Her back claws digging into the ground slightly as her hips pushed back against his tongue enjoying the new sensation immensely. However, the pleasure was brief before he began to transform and reveal his true form to her. The moment her eyes looked upon his glorious form, Casantiolth felt herself torn in a mixture of emotions. One was to go for his throat while it was exposed and the other still wanted him inside. Her ancestors were roaring in her head against Sullivan, but her body begged for him. In the end, Casantiolth's heat was what won over her urge to fight him. She wasn't sure how it was with sliver dragons, but once a black dragon mated with another, they became loyal to them and sometimes even mates for life. Casantiolth wasn't sure what her instincts would tell her to do once he finished planting his seed into her, but whatever happens, all she cared about was his two cocks taking her. While Casantiolth was smaller then Sullivan, he wouldn't crush her under his weight if he was low enough. Casantiolth was still a bit small for her species since she was a young adult that still had room for growth as well as the fact she was female. Luckily, she would still be able to take his size despite the fact he was larger then her. More steam started emanating from her as her body grew hotter and hotter still as her heat started to take in. The smell of her arousal making itself clear to the one about to mate with her. The base of her tail stayed in place with Sullivan's claw gripping it while the rest of her tail moved anxiously in the air, waiting for him to take her. The second Casantiolth felt his cock sheath itself inside of her, she opened her maw in response to let out a gentle roar as a few licks of a purple flame escaped her maw before she closed it to stop herself from breathing it onto the wildlife. Her hips instinctively bucked up against him as she felt him thrust inside of her. A tiny growl escaped her feeling something swollen touch her folds, quickly realizing the knot his cock started to make and slowly getting bigger and bigger. The bumps along his cock only added to her pleasure. Her tight, wet pussy squeezed Sullivan's first cock tightly as though it was trying to milk him for his seed, making the bumps of his cock hit every spot of her pussy even more intensely. Her mind was flooded with nothing by Sullivan and his two cocks, her body buzzing in a pleasure unlike anything she's felt before. Her front claws, digging into the earth, as her sex begged for more as he thrust himself in and out of her.