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.
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A Lustful Invitation
"Avilia... It has been many moons since you last dared to visit my territory..."
Xigfeldo raised his head, muzzle streaming with water, from the lake, eyes intent, although the red dragon whose virginity he had taken some time back was not yet in sight. Of course, he knew those wing-beats like no other, the drake simply unable to stay away from him after he'd taken his male virginity from him and then transformed him into a female just so that he could take that from him too, although he was a she at that point in time. It was just a little more fun to play with, the magic that allowed him to shape the reality surrounding him entirely to his will and back again.
Was he coming or not? Ah, the dragon that he had come to know so very well was a strange sort of drake, circling and rising out of sight, behind the cover of clouds. Avilia liked to think that he was still potentially the better dragon and yet his challenges were yet to come to anything, Xigfeldo winning their playful bouts every single time without even all that much of a fight in it. Dipping his nose into the water, Xigfeldo stared down at the fish swimming deeper, his eyes picking out the details in their shapes even as the bright sunshine drew out the silver detailing in his black scales, embodying the best of silver and black dragons in his scaled garb.
Yet Avilia was intent on his game and flitted out of sight, not even a sparkle of crimson to be seen in the sky, although there was little that he could hide behind even at a time when the weather was swelling with heat, blisteringly hot at the height of the season. Eyeing the lake, Xigfeldo ground the edges of his teeth together thoughtfully, wondering if it would be easier to sweep up into the sky to snatch him out and down himself, taking him into his claws so that he could pound his ready and eager holes again.
No matter if he wanted to play games though, Xigfeldo decided with a clear snap of his jaws, the power behind them evident even to himself. He would not wait where Avilia could so easily find him and the dragon did so like playing games, which only served to annoy Xigfeldo. He wasn't one for that, choosing to tackle things head-on and clearly going for what he wanted, so it annoyed him more than it probably had any right to when he had to go up against others that didn't want to play by his rules. And his rules, of course, were the most important of all things.
He stalked, hunkering low to the ground as he melted into the shadows, the trees casting shade over him that stole the silver from his scales. It would all be his to reclaim once more when he burst into the sunlight, rejuvenated and his stomach soon to be full, snarling with a deer clamped between his jaws. Of course, they were interesting creatures for other activities too and, as he lingered along their favourite river, a doe lifted her head, nose quivering at the light dose of musk, which was tainted too to catch the attention of a deer, drawing them in, as he released just enough to keep them still, easy prey for a time where his stomach growled hungrily and readily.
Closer and closer, his heart pounded, the deer standing in the middle of the river, water flowing around as if she was an object that would remain there long after its passing. But there was no time for her life to be prolonged when she had to sacrifice herself to the greater good of a hungry dragon, Xigfeldo licking his lips as he prepared to pounce.
The moment was right.
"Challenge me, Xigfeldo!"
And then Avilia was there, striking down from the sky above, a crimson bolt with jaws and flared wings, pulling up out of his dive almost as soon as it seemed to have begun. The deer scattered and Xigfeldo snarled, lunging and missing as his younger victim crashed down, a bundle of trembling energy that still didn't know quite how to contain itself or even expend itself.
The roar that Xigfeldo gave would have sent a lesser dragon squalling and screaming but Avilia rounded on him as if he took it as a challenge, eyes blazing, tinted with yellow in the height of his bloodlust. Maybe in the back of his mind, he thought that he still had a chance of taking over his territory or maybe he just liked to invite greater and greater punishments onto himself, challenged to another time in his life where he could be mounted and fucked and bred over and over again in ways that he had not yet uncovered in his sexual exploits.
Sadly, however, the dragon in question was not impressed in the slightest that he had been thwarted at the very moment that he should have had a juicy haunch of deer in his jaws, blood streaming between his teeth, and rounded on Avilia with cruel intent searing through. Every line of his body tensed with raw, firmed-up muscle, desperate to prove his point and yet he didn't have anything to worry about when it came to besting Avilia. No, Avilia was not yet experienced enough to even pose an interesting battle or fight to him, although he very much doubted that the youngling would ever grow enough in size or mental stature to ever present a true threat. Maybe that was his overconfidence at play but only time would tell whether he was pushing that matter too hard or not.
The red drake snarled, lips peeling back from his teeth, gums showing and those dagger-like, shiny slices, what could rend flesh from bone in a single bite, crunch through to sinew and muscle below. Yet Xigfeldo held no fear in his heart for Avilia and leapt, beating him back with a powerful gust from his wings, sending the other dragon toppling over helplessly. Xigfeldo snorted, breath tickling the inside of his nostrils, landing on top of him as neat as one could like, pinned and uselessly trapped against the ground that he had sought to slam Xigfeldo into originally.
Avilia snapped and thrashed but he wasn't going anywhere with Xigfeldo on top of him, the silver-black drake glaring down with ill-intent, tail swinging back and forth slowly, although there was nothing patient about it. Sucking in a deep breath, he rasped it out over Avilia's muzzle, the other drake shifting and struggling from the raw reek of him.
"Now, give me a reason for frightening my prey away, weakling," Xigfeldo hissed, a little stronger in his tone and manner than intended but still getting his point across. "You do not think, you don't know what you're doing... I am tired of your games and you do not amuse me anymore, Avilia."
Squirming and twisting, Avilia snapped and growled but there was no real fervour in his movements, how he thrashed half-heartedly, not really wanting to get away.
"I --"
"I should fuck you right here for your indiscretion!" Xigfeldo blazed over him, heating up even with his cooler body, so great was his roiling anger. "What is your reason?"
Quailing, Avilia whimpered. That was a threat that Xigfeldo would surely be more than willing to make good on and he didn't want to be forced, even though the first time they'd come together had been rather forced with his cunny too being taken, transformed from male to female for the kinky older dragon's lust. Stuttering and stammering, he clawed for words and found none, what words there were tangling around his tongue and slinking away, not wanting to be spat into life even then.
