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3 | >Not even sunrise this time | |
4 | >Spike's there with his hobostick and a bright smile | |
5 | >Time for weekend with the dragons | |
6 | >Lock up, get your stuff, head off with him | |
7 | >Usual walk, Spike complaining about Twilight, lusting for Rarity, etc | |
8 | >You're only half listening, wondering how things are going to go | |
9 | >Specifically how Fizzle is going to be | |
10 | >Nothing really happened between you two last time, he grinded into your crotch a little but you turned out to be too tired | |
11 | >For real tired, not even an excuse | |
12 | >Next day was just as awkward, him constantly double-backing on everything he said or did | |
13 | >You had to admit it was cute | |
14 | >You kept assuring him things would be alright and you and him were still bros | |
15 | >Last thing he did was let you keep the bag of beef jerky to take back with you | |
16 | >And promise you wouldn't mention the previous night to anyone | |
17 | >You agreed, not just because of the food, but he was a good dragon and didn't need to worry himself sick | |
18 | >You get there, Spike finishing up some story you didn't listen to | |
19 | >Expect the usual welcome from the gang | |
20 | >They don't disappoint, you're already being carried to the top of volcano | |
21 | >Notice Fizzle and wave to him | |
22 | >He blushes and waves back, looking around like he's about to get caught doing something wrong | |
23 | >Rest of the day go fairly the same as the last times | |
24 | >Fizzle makes a point to make physical contact with you any chance he gets though | |
25 | >A tackle here, a dunk in the lave there, he's definitely a little braver about roughhousing with you | |
26 | >But if you reciprocate any form of attention he goes back to being skittish and fidgety | |
27 | >You nearly give him a heart attack when you ask him for a hand out of the lava | |
28 | >Garble shoves him in before he can grab your hand | |
29 | >You end up helping him up | |
30 | >He's got a goofy smile on his face as you lift him out of the lava | |
31 | >Like if you just called him handsome or something | |
32 | >"Th-thanks Anon...lava's deeper than I remember, hahhahaha" | |
33 | >Oh Fizzle... | |
34 | >Day finishes up a little earlier than normal | |
35 | >Garble said something about meeting a lady friend and how he was going to use Spike to make him look mature | |
36 | >Whatever the hell that meant | |
37 | >Spike looked equally confused but he had that little brother complex with the red dragon so you don't object | |
38 | >Without their leader, the rest slowly disperse | |
39 | >All but you know who | |
40 | >Sun was going down and Fizzle lands next to you when the last of the other dragons is out of sight | |
41 | >"H-hey, Anon...lava was nice today, ya?" | |
42 | >He's smoothing out his head-scales like hair | |
43 | >But looking at your feet, every so often looking up | |
44 | >Dear god he's adorable | |
45 | >You agree and go looking for your backpack with your non-vaporized effects | |
46 | >Can feel his eyes on you when you turn around | |
47 | >Still feels kinda weird to be eye-fucked when your back is turned | |
48 | >"So...umm...wanna...ya know, go back to...my cave? I have a more things to...we could..." | |
49 | >"I got more...stuff ya know....and I cleaned...its nicer! And umm....uhh...yea...." | |
50 | >Bending over in front of him wasn't a good idea | |
51 | >Getting your pants on quickly snaps him back to earth | |
52 | >"S-so yea? My place? You remember where it is right? Over there?" | |
53 | >You pull your shirt on and turn back around | |
54 | >He's pointing again | |
55 | >His claw is shaking | |
56 | >And he can't keep his eyes still to save his life | |
57 | >You get an idea and smile | |
58 | >You tell him it's still too early to go to his cave | |
59 | >Before he could take that as a rejection, you suggest you and him do something | |
60 | >"Do...something? Like what, Anon? I mean...ya I know there's lot to do! Just...I mean...you and me...together?" | |
61 | >Ask if dragons had bars or clubs something | |
62 | >He shakes his head and looks at the ground defeated | |
63 | >As if its somehow his fault and he ruined the night | |
64 | >Before you could tell him ts alright he snaps back up | |
65 | >"The griffins do though! Dude we could fly there in no time, its where I gotcha that jerky last time! Ya know...if you don't mind riding on my back again..I scrubbed my scales like three times so they're clean an' everything" | |
66 | >You playfully ask what he meant by ride him | |
67 | >"I-I mean...R-ride like so you can fly! On my back...cause it would be weird if I carried you! Right? N-no homo!" | |
68 | >God he's fun to tease | |
69 | >You laugh and say sure | |
70 | >He smiles and turns around so you can climb on | |
71 | >The flight is not nearly as freezing with clothes on | |
72 | >Not to mention you feel a little more comfortable holding on | |
73 | >Poor Fizzle keeps trembling anytime you lean on him too much | |
74 | >Try to limit this so he can focus on flying | |
75 | >That and you don't wanna give him the wrong impression | |
76 | >Still not sure how you feel about a dragon crushing on you | |
77 | >Especially the fact you're both dudes | |
78 | >Could be worse though, he was kinda cute | |
79 | >Not to mention surprisingly soft | |
80 | >If there had to be a dragon after your cock, least it was a more feminine one | |
81 | >....wait what are you thinking?! | |
82 | >Pushing the brief thought of homosex with a dragon out of your mind, you lean back a little | |
83 | >Ass right onto the base of his tail | |
84 | >He freezes up, nearly hitting a tree | |
85 | >Whoops | |
86 | >You arrive and dismount | |
87 | >"This good, Anon? I'll totally take you somewhere else if this place ain't cool enough. Anything for...my best bro, right?" | |
88 | >It's a pretty run of the mill bar | |
89 | >Except the patrons were all griffins | |
90 | >But you smelt something you thought you'd never smell again | |
91 | >They had a grill in there! | |
92 | >You're already salivating | |
93 | >You tell Fizzle you love it and wanna go in | |
94 | >His smile beams | |
95 | >He almost takes your hand when he starts forward | |
96 | >Almost | |
97 | >You hand must have turned into a king cobra in his mind because he pulled his arm away faster than you've ever seen him move | |
98 | >He blushes hotly and walks a few paces ahead, wings tight against his back | |
99 | >You feel bad in that moment, poor Fizzle must be a nervous wreck | |
100 | >Guy needs a drink to calm down, you wager | |
101 | >Go inside, the griffins don't pay you much mind, scruffy looking barkeep tells you to sit wherever | |
102 | >This close to dragon lands they're probably used to oddball species popping in | |
103 | >better that way, every time you go to bar in Ponyville half the place feels the need to say hello | |
104 | >Find a booth that's big enough for the both of you | |
105 | >Ask Fizzle what he drinks | |
106 | >"Huh? Oh....umm...ya know...I umm..." | |
107 | >He taps his claws and looks around the bar | |
108 | >"I like...ya know....beer....with....stout...and...bro drinks, ya know? Shots!" | |
109 | >He doesn't drink | |
110 | >Maybe we'll keep it that way tonight | |
111 | >He's your ride home after all | |
112 | >And if the simple act of your butt being close to his nearly sends him into a dive... | |
113 | >You look through the menu, trying to figure out what it says | |
114 | >Griffin syntax is weird | |
115 | >Ask Fizzle if he understands it at all | |
116 | >He looks at the menu and nods, reading it off to you | |
117 | >You scoot closer to follow along | |
118 | >He starts to stutter, the proximity of your hips and legs throwing off his train of thought | |
119 | >But he keeps going, rattling off weird sounding stuff | |
120 | >You listen, trying to make sense of any of it | |
121 | >Praise whatever gods run this universe if you can get a beer and a steak tonight | |
122 | >Sure enough, they have both | |
123 | >Slide back to your side of the booth, giving Fizzle some space to calm down | |
124 | >He barely can, because now you're facing him and the thought of a steak has you in high spirits | |
125 | >You order a little too excitedly, the waitress get taken aback bit | |
126 | >If only she knew what a year of vegetables and cupcakes was like | |
127 | >Fizzle gets exactly what you get | |
128 | >"We wanted the same thing, who woulda thought, Anon? Heh, crazy right?" | |
129 | >Really Fizzle? | |
130 | >He must have sensed how pathetic that sounded | |
131 | >The look you gave him didn't help | |
132 | >"I-I mean, I just...ya know, wanted to try what my best bro likes! Cause you're...really...ya know...awesome..." | |
133 | >More fidgeting and eye darting | |
134 | >You say thanks just as mugs of foamy...something arrive | |
135 | >Both of you are a little weary of the stuff | |
136 | >You try it, not too terrible | |
137 | >Fizzle sniffs it and licks some of the head with his tongue | |
138 | >He coughs and wipes his mouth | |
139 | >You can't help but chuckle at his beer-virigin-ness | |
140 | >"Stuff is...way too weak for dragons! Y-you can have mine if you want, ain't gonna buzz me at all" | |
141 | >You let him off the hook and thank him | |
142 | >"N-no worries, Anon. What are best buds for than to share...drinks an stuff" | |
143 | >Awkward circumstances aside, this was a great night | |
144 | >Belly full of steak and griffin beer, you've got a good buzz and are a lot more chatty than Fizzle is used to | |
145 | >Going on about your home, what you do back in Ponyville, the shenanigans the other ponies have gotten you in | |
146 | >Even mentioning the human world a bit | |
147 | >Fizzle hanging onto every word, genuinely interested | |
148 | >Not to mention happy you were doing most of the talking for once | |
149 | >He looked a lot more relaxed | |
150 | >So long as you didn't ask him about himself that was, but you avoided that subject when it became obvious he was touchy about it | |
151 | >Check paid, you suggest you head back to his cave | |
152 | >That magma bath of his was a damned good idea right now | |
153 | >Go to stand and nearly stumble | |
154 | >How strong was that beer anyhow? | |
155 | >Don't fall completely | |
156 | >Fizzle leaps up to catch you | |
157 | >He's holding you | |
158 | >His face an inch from yours | |
159 | >He has really nice eyes they match his hair scales | |
160 | >His lips quiver slightly | |
161 | >You say thanks and laugh, saying something about helicopters | |
162 | >He blushes and pulls away | |
163 | >Stands you back up and lets you go | |
164 | >"D-don't mention it...best buds right?" | |
165 | >You laugh again and give him a shove toward the door, calling him your best dragon | |
166 | >Completely miss Fizzle suppressing a squee from that comment | |
167 | >Fuck, you're tipsy | |
168 | >Walk it off, Anon, walk it off | |
169 | >Outside, haphazardly climb on Fizzle's back | |
170 | >A lot less aware of how you're holding him this time around | |
171 | >He takes off, you squeeze his middle to hang on | |
172 | >Nearly sends him into another tree | |
173 | >Gotta watch that | |
174 | >Shout out that you thought you're the one who had one too many | |
175 | >He chuckles nervously but doesn't answer | |
176 | >With a few beers in ya this doesn't seem as weird as you felt before | |
177 | >Who wouldn't want a big dragon pal? | |
178 | >So what if he wants your cock | |
179 | >It's a nice cock | |
180 | >You've always enjoyed it | |
181 | >Why wouldn't you wanna share? | |
182 | >Burst out laughing at this train of thought | |
183 | >Fizzle doesn't know whats so funny but he laughs with you as he touches down at his cave | |
184 | >Lets you off, you stumble a little more | |
185 | >You wrap an arm around him to keep steady | |
186 | >Feel him instantly tense up | |
187 | >Tell him flat out to relax and get you to the magma pool | |
188 | >That's when you notice his cave | |
189 | >Holyshit | |
190 | >His gem pile is about half as big as it was but in place of the straw pile was an massive feather bed | |
191 | >There's a few pieces of furniture now and a torch here and there | |
192 | >The whole place is cleaner too | |
193 | >Its still a cave at the end of the day but you can tell he spent the last month trying to make it nicer | |
194 | >You tell him as much, commenting on the bed specifically | |
195 | >"Huh? Oh yea that thing? Y-yea I got tired of hay...cause...ya know...it made my scales itch. I dunno who told me to get that thing but its...soft and stuff...good for...erm...uhh..." | |
196 | >You finish his sentence for him | |
197 | >Not sure if you said cuddling or fucking but either one was enough to make him clam up and do his nervous-dragon-dance | |
198 | >You'd never admit it but you love when he clicks his claws together and can't look forward | |
199 | >Reach the magma pool | |
200 | >He even made this nicer | |
201 | >Somehow the edges are smoother and there's steps | |
202 | >You start stripping down | |
203 | >He's watching | |
204 | >Staring | |
205 | >Your pants come off and you hear him swallow hard | |
206 | >Not paying attention, you walk toward the magma pool and chuck your boxers over your shoulder | |
207 | >They land on his snout | |
208 | >Too distracted by the warmth of the pool to notice he nearly faints | |
209 | >You go into full relax mode, leaning back into the warm stuff | |
210 | >You call him over | |
211 | >He's squeezing his legs together while he walks | |
212 | >And covering his waist with his claws | |
213 | >Not sure if cute or hilarious | |
214 | >Try not to laugh, not sure how he'd take it | |
215 | >Once he gets in he relaxes some | |
216 | >The magma concealing his shame helps a lot | |
217 | >You smile, commenting on how good it feels | |
218 | >He just nods | |
219 | >You lean on him a little | |
220 | >You can feel his heart pounding in his chest | |
221 | >"Th-this is...you're...umm...I...heh...umm" | |
222 | >You shush him | |
223 | >You run a hand down his leg and watch his eyes close and neck crane | |
224 | >Brush against something else down there | |
225 | >Dear christ is that his... | |
226 | >Bolder than normal, you give him a squeeze down there | |
227 | >"Ahh!! Anon I ....ahh...umm...aahhh!!!" | |
228 | >You stroke it a little, a mischievous smirk on your face | |
229 | >It throbs suddenly and...oh | |
230 | >The magma gets a little cooler for a moment | |
231 | >Did he just... | |
232 | >You look up questioningly | |
233 | >He looks mortified | |
234 | >"I don't....I...what just happened umm...that..." | |
235 | >He did | |
236 | >You tell him its alright | |
237 | >Its not like he made a mess, what witht he molten rock you're in | |
238 | >You feel bad for him though, that was probably the first time someone ever | |
239 | >"I'm...I'm sorry Anon...I didn't mean....you're just...your hands....feel really...nice..." | |
240 | >You tell him it doesn't bother you | |
241 | >Doesn't seem to make him feel better | |
242 | >You're not sure what to say | |
243 | >All of a sudden Fizzle sits up | |
244 | >"I'll....Ill make it up to you Anon! You'll see...I'm still your best dragon, right?" | |
245 | >You agree but not sure what he means by... | |
246 | >He' lifts you out of the magma and sits you on the edge of the pool | |
247 | >His head is now level with your...oh.... | |
248 | >Fizzle takes you in his mouth | |
249 | >You go from flaccid to hard as rock in an instant | |
250 | >You think to object to this but....wow... | |
251 | >His mouth is somehow warmer than the magma | |
252 | >And his tongue... | |
253 | >It's like silk against your... | |
254 | >And he's so eager | |
255 | >You don't even hide how good this feels and let out a moan | |
256 | >You're shaking, digging your hands into the edge of the pool | |
257 | >Can't help but begin to hump his mouth | |
258 | >He looks up, slowing his pace a little | |
259 | >Looking for approval | |
260 | >Even when he's going down on you he's cute... | |
261 | >You urge him on, petting his pink scales | |
262 | >You can't sit up anymore | |
263 | >You lean back on the rock floor | |
264 | >Fizzle climbs out of the pool, keeping your cock entirely in his mouth the whole time | |
265 | >Thank god for the beer or you would have exploded already | |
266 | >His whole mouth bobs up and down on you | |
267 | >He grabs your hips with his claws pulling you deeper into his mouth | |
268 | >He's so hungry for your cock | |
269 | >You put your hands on his horns, fucking his mouth | |
270 | >It's even warmer than marevag, you can't believe it | |
271 | >Not to mentions smoother | |
272 | >And his throat...it's like...you can't even begin to.. | |
273 | >His tongue slides down your length and wraps around your package | |
274 | >Holyshiholyshitholyshit | |
275 | >You're practically screaming it feels so good | |
276 | >Your whole body is shaking under him | |
277 | >You can't hold on to him anymore, you're bucking and flailing like a ragdoll beneath him | |
278 | >You can't remember your name anymore | |
279 | >But you moan his | |
280 | >Makes him double his efforts, swallowing your cock and holding it deep in his long throat | |
281 | >You feel the inevitable building | |
282 | >You tell him you're about to finish | |
283 | >Just in case he doesn't want to... | |
284 | >It only makes him hungrier | |
285 | >Blue dragon breath slips from his nostrils and carresses your lower body | |
286 | >That sets you well over the edge | |
287 | >You explode like you haven't had an orgasm in years | |
288 | >From how this felt, that might actually be the case | |
289 | >You cum buckets into his mouth, him eagerly swallowing every drop of your load | |
290 | >Even when you have nothing left to give, he keeps milking you | |
291 | >Squeezing your sack with his silky tongue | |
292 | >Its too much and you have to tell him to stop | |
293 | >He slowly withdraws, licking every inch of you along the way | |
294 | >You can't even move you're so spent | |
295 | >He lays next to you and puts a claw on your chest | |
296 | >"So....umm....Anon...it's like....not gay if you don't get it in my eyes...right?" | |
297 | >You're so disconnected from the world right now, you barely hear him | |
298 | >Just nod | |
299 | >He thanks you and squeezes you close to him | |
300 | >"You taste really good...ya know...that's the only reason why I swallowed it...heh" | |
301 | >Whatever Fizzle |