This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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"Uh, I don't really want to do this..."
Devian shook his head, the blue dragon backing away slowly as he kicked a small rock off the edge of the cliff. He shuffled his wings uncomfortably against his back, though he had sprained a muscle in one of them and did not yet feel comfortable with flying.
Which was just how Amira got him backed up to the edge of the cliff, the wind whistling in his ears. The dragoness may have only been slightly larger than Devian, but she may as well have been twice that size for all it mattered in that moment, her ruby red wings spread with the lighter membrane stretched taut between the spokes. A flash of white teeth glistened in her maw and she rumbled a growl, swinging her tail out so the club-like tip smashed into the rock face.
"Oh, come on, you can smell it as well as I feel it," she crooned, though there was nothing sweet in her tone in the slightest. "I'm in heat, darling... So, come over here and let me take what is my due. It's about time you sired a clutch of eggs, isn't it?"
Devian grunted and slammed a front foot into the ground, making smaller pebbles jump and bounce. It was a futile display of defiance, however, as he backed away as far as he could. Unless he wanted to truly test if his wing was strong enough to carry him in flight, there simply was nowhere else for him to go.
"Come here."
She turned him around, though didn't let him out of the rocky corner she'd pinned him into, with a rock face on one side and the open cliff to the other. Amira kept her body between Devian and freedom, her tail swinging languidly back and forth.
She pressed in close to him, using the rock face to hold him there. Her tail, while heavy at the tip with the club-like end, was more than flexible enough and curled around under her belly. Amira rumbled a low growl as she teased the length of her tail up against the inside of his hind legs, stimulating the sensitive skin. Yet it was not only that thin patch of scales she was looking for as she slid her tail over the slit containing his genitals, letting blood rush into the edges as, slowly, it parted.
"Mmm... Now, isn't this better?" Amira murmured, eyes hooded and dark as clouds swirled in, the weather as quick to change as ever up in the mountains. "You can serve a purpose and do good for your clan by siring my eggs. With red and blue, our young will be beautiful... They will carry my strength, of course."
Devian rumbled and scoffed, shuffling his wings against his back. He liked to submit sometimes, but usually only with males; it had been a long time since he'd been with a dragoness rather than a drake. Most others he was around, in the clan, were aware of his preference and nobody bothered him about it -- other than those who wanted his attention. And that mostly only happened in breeding season, when emotions and lusts were running high.
She left his cock alone for the moment, turning her back on him and lifting her tail. Her scent enveloped him, making his vision go ever so slightly hazy, though the drake did his best to shake his head and clear it of her influence.
