“Perhaps what we’re missing is a bit of warmth in our lives?” Rasenth said, chuckling there a bit. “Then again, the warmer we are, the weaker powers tend to be. We definitely couldn’t fight then. Though the more I think of it, my people usually did fight a lot more in the winter--when we were at our strongest.”
“Then maybe the warmth would help? Dragons won’t fight as much if they are unsure of their power, and the power of others then,” Syrenth replied, as that seemed to be the case. Who would go into a fight when they were unsure of their own abilities, let alone their opponents? It would be suicide.
“Perhaps. Maybe I’ll have to keep you around for your warmth,” Rasenth joked, as Syrenth’s body heat was certainly very real in this icy realm, plus the fire. Even if Rasenth was challenged right now, he would be hesitant to engage in any fighting due to how warm it was. Warmth was an ice dragon’s worst enemy, though it could certainly stop them from fighting
“Well, you can keep me around as much as you want over the next few days,” Syrenth replied with a chuckle, as he was more than happy to stick around, so long as Rasenth would have him anyway. It was a nice change from the village.
“I’ll have to take you up on that offer,” Rasenth replied. “Now, if you’re ready, we could head off to bed? It’s getting rather late.”
“Sure, I wouldn’t mind snuggling up in a blanket,” Syrenth said, and turned into his human form so he could walk with Rasenth to his chamber. He felt no threat from the ice dragons, at least not yet, so he was content with being in his more vulnerable form for now.
Rasenth led Syrenth to his chambers and went through the same ritual as before, dressing behind the divan and letting Syrenth pick out something warm and get himself dressed, then he in bed and waited for his guest to join him.
Syrenth got changed into the warmest clothes he could find, and happily slipped into them. It was such a feeling of relief to be covered in this wonderful wool, especially seeing as these caves were so cold. Now that he was dressed properly, he crawled into bed and laid down on his back, staring up at the ceiling and just thinking to himself. He was really enjoying his little adventure.
With the night getting colder, Rasenth moved closer to Syrenth so that the boy could be warm, but he didn’t take it any further than that to avoid scaring the young boy.
Syrenth turned and smiled at the elder dragon as he moved closer. He’d never had the opportunity to be so close to the older dragon, and it was the first time he had been able to gaze at his features without obstruction or unnecessary chit chat. As they were so close, he was able to take in Rasenth’s scent, which filled his senses with the smells of lavender and camomile. It was intriguing, and very beautiful. It almost made Syrenth shiver.
There was a lot about Rasenth that the young dragon hadn’t even realised. How handsome he was. His chiseled features and smart appearance. His scent especially had really dazzled a few hormones in his body, and he couldn’t help but shimmy a little closer to the elder, taking in more of his warmth and more of his scent.
The apparent interest that Syrenth was showing in him didn’t go unnoticed by Rasenth, and he smiled, putting his arm around Syrenth when he inched closer and pulling him into his embrace. “Are you cold?” he asked, just to justify him being so forward with his newfound friend.
“A little, yeah,” Syrenth replied softly, and accepted Rasenth’s embrace. He nestled into the elder’s chest and wrapped his arms around Rasenth’s body, now fully able to take in his warmth and his scent. It was wonderful.
“I happen to know something that can warm you right up,” Rasenth replied, giving Syrenth a kiss on the forehead to hint at what that something was.
“Oh?” Syrenth began, looking up at Rasenth with his honey coloured eyes. Though, he didn’t need that answered after the kiss. He caught on rather quickly. It made him feel rather nervous, but excited at the same time. He’d never had a mate before. Tazour said he was far too young to engage in that sort of behaviour, but his father wasn’t here. In this cave, Syrenth could do whatever he wanted and no one in his clan would know.
“I suppose you could warm me up then. Having a little more heat never hurt,” he replied with a smile, his body shivering with anticipation.
“I better start right away, if you’re going to start shivering on me,” Rasenth said in a low and husky voice, locking his lips with Syrenth’s and letting their tongues dance in one another’s mouths while he slipped his hand under Syrenth’s shirt and began exploring his broad, muscular chest. He wasted no time in getting Syrenth as worked up as possible, tweaking his nipples and breaking off the kiss so he could begin to suck and nip on Syrenth’s neck.
Syrenth almost couldn’t believe this was happening. He was taking away by Rasenth’s expert tongue swirling around his mouth, and he soon caught on and kissed back. His heart began to pump madly as his body reacted to the elder’s touch. It was so warm, and precise. Rasenth seemed to know every little part of his skin that would make him shiver with excitement, and Syrenth wanted to return the favour.
With the elder dragon so close, Syrenth let his arms move up and brush through his hair, pulling it a little bit as he wanted to pull the other male as close to him as possible. He felt such a rush of adrenaline, and he wanted more of what Rasenth could offer him.
Rasenth was certainly not going to let Syrenth down, and so he continue to explore Syrenth’s chest, getting on top of him and letting their hips line up, then grinding his growing erection against Syrenth’s.
With the feel of Rasenth’s hips thrusting against Syrenth’s, the younger dragon had to break off the kiss so he could breath and moan. This was the most incredible feeling he had ever had, and he honestly wanted more. He didn’t know how loud he could be though. The young dragon wanted to scream at the top of his lungs with pleasure, but he figured he had to keep it down so no one overheard. He would do so until his permission was given to be as loud as he liked.
Regrettably Rasenth couldn’t let them get much louder than what they were already, simply because it would have certainly caught the ear of the other dragons in the caves. Lyshara was angry enough with him just having Syrenth stay the night. If she found out what his intentions were, and what he was doing to the young dragon, she would have been livid. So, for the time being at least, Rasenth was going to keep things as quiet as possible.
Just being quiet didn’t mean that they couldn’t enjoy themselves, though. Rasenth wanted to really cut loose and have some fun here. It’d been years since he last had another dragon in his bed like this, and so he was excited to get things started, though regrettably his first time in so long had to be constrained. Still, his excitement grew as he felt Syrenth getting hard beneath him, and he began kissing on Syrenth’s neck while slowly working on getting his clothes off so that there could be more skin to play with.
Syrenth assisted Rasenth in whatever way he could to strip down down to the bare minimum. His senses were being overcome by lust and excitement, he was at the elder dragon’s mercy. Truth be told, he had no idea what he was doing, or how to do it. He needed guidance and direction, however, he had complete and utter faith in Rasenth. As each soft, luscious kiss was placed onto his neck, Syrenth became more and more riled. He let his nails drift quickly over to the older dragon’s shoulders and lightly dug them into his skin, just to help him cope with the upcoming pleasure.
Once Syrenth’s clothes were off, Rasenth didn’t hesitate to lavish him with as many kisses, and nips on his broad chest as he could. Not an inch of skin was ignored, and he especially enjoyed all of Syrenth’s reactions. It was obvious to Rasenth that his partner had never enjoyed this sort of treatment before, which was a shame considering his age. Still, Rasenth would do his best to give as much pleasure to Syrenth as he could, just to make sure that Syrenth didn’t ever look for the pleasure elsewhere. Rasenth certainly planned on keeping this little fire wyrm all to himself.
The pleasure was just mounting up for Syrenth. He felt
like he was being played with, but he just wanted to be taken. This was all so new and so wonderful, and the young dragon wanted to find out all he could about this new found pleasure. Syrenth leaned up a little and started nibbling on the elder’s ear, letting his tongue snake it’s way in to the crevice to tantalize his new lover. Instinct was all Syrenth was using to guide his thoughts, and he was listening and watching Rasenth closely, making sure that his movements were hitting the spot.
The younger dragon’s enthusiasm was certainly appreciated by Rasenth, and he moaned slightly when he felt Rasenth’s tongue slide inside of his ear. The clothes he was wearing began to feel oppressive and he just started hastily taking them off and throwing all of them to the side, then he gave Syrenth a nice, long kiss while their hot bodies were entangled under the sheets. He continued the grinding motion of before to increase the pleasure, now that there were not any pieces of clothing to get in the way.
“Oh please… just take me,” Syrenth whispered into Rasenth’s ear as he moaned softly, though they were getting more and more difficult to suppress. Everything Rasenth was doing was driving him crazy, and Syrenth didn’t want to be teased anymore. He pushed up his hips to meet with the elder’s so they could collide with more force. The young dragon was eager to please, and be pleased.
“How could I say no to you?” Rasenth asked with a smile and gave Syrenth a nice long kiss before he moved down on the bed a bit and settled between Syrenth’s legs, holding his legs apart and his thighs up, then beginning to lick at his entrance to make sure this was as painless as possible for the young dragon.
As Rasenth moved down, Syrenth had to admit he was surprised when his hips were moved up. He honestly thought Rasenth would just stick it in. It was probably for the best he wasn’t in charge, he was too naive for his own good. Still, he let the elder dragon do what he had to do, and bit down on his pillow while Rasenth had his way with him. It was the best way to keep the noise down.
Rasenth was thankful that Syrenth had the good sense to be quiet, as the last thing he needed was to be cut short by some of the other dragons, which if they heard a lot of impassioned moaning coming from Rasenth’s room, they most certainly would come to check out what was going on. That would have been a less than ideal situation, but for now Rasenth would just keep pleasuring Syrenth, unless Syrenth did start to get a little out of hand with the noise.
As long as he was quiet, he would be well taken care of, though. So, he continued to kiss Syrenth’s entrance, moving his tongue in and out, while he also stroked Syrenth’s hard cock to get him off, as he was sure to have a lot of stamina given his age.
Syrenth kept his jaw tightly locked onto the pillow, and reached his hand down to brush through the elder’s hair, to encourage him to keep going. The pleasure was just building up in his system. He just couldn’t keep himself still. With each stroke and every tantalizing tease of Rasenth’s tongue, Syrenth could just feel the excitement mounting, and he didn’t think he would last long.
“I think it’s going to happen,” Syrenth whispered, as he didn’t know what was going to happen, but something was certainly building. As the strokes grew more intense, his load was finally shot. A suppressed moan managed to seep past his lips as he felt the juices being squirted out. It was so alien, but incredible. He’d never felt anything like it before, and this was just the beginning.
Rasenth was happy to make Syrenth come, though he had so stop himself from chuckling when he heard Syrenth refer to the act of orgasming so innocently. He really was quite the virgin, but Rasenth would soon cure him of that.
Once he felt like Syrenth was well loosened up with his tongue, he ran his fingers over Syrenth’s body, just caressing him lightly for now. “Don’t tell me . . . Was that your first time, Syrenth?”
Hearing that, a prominent rosy blush perched itself on Syrenth’s cheeks as he looked at Rasenth, a slightly embarrassed expression dominating his features.
“Is it that obvious?” He asked shyly, not really wanting to admit to it, but he wouldn’t lie to Rasenth. There was quite the connection between the two dragons, and Syrenth had no intention of ruining such a bond with dishonesty.
“Yes, my dear. Painfully so. But, I think it’s absolutely adorable,” Rasenth replied, giving Syrenth a kiss on the forehead, as he highly doubted that the younger dragon would have appreciated a kiss on the lips knowing where Rasenth’s tongue had just been, and he certainly wouldn’t complain.
It was a tad embarrassing for Syrenth, especially to hear such a confirmation, but the young dragon was able to relax after receiving his kiss on the forehead. At least Rasenth still seemed to care about him.
“You’ll still have me though? Right?” Syrenth asked, just to be sure that Rasenth still wanted him after finding out he was a virgin.
Rasenth chuckled at Syrenth’s question. “Everyone has to have a first time, right? And I’ll make sure you’re first time is one you’ll never forget,” Rasenth replied and began to kiss and suck gently on Syrenth’s neck, trailing his way down to the young dragon’s collar bone, just to make sure that Syrenth was fully on board and eager for all of this.
That made Syrenth smile, and he just pulled Rasenth closer to him, loving the feel of his naked body next to his. It was wonderful. He just brushed his fingers between the strands of Rasenth’s gorgeous locks of hair as he eagerly awaited his turn to make Rasenth feel good. At the moment, he didn’t want to make a move on his own. He wanted to wait for a sign, or an order from Rasenth to proceed with the next stage.
Rasenth sensed that Syrenth was getting a bit impatient, and that he wanted to move on, and so he just stopped kissing and teasing the younger dragon and sat back, spreading his legs a bit. “Would you mind getting me off before we go further?” Rasenth asked, just so he could be sure to feel a bit of pleasure, and be hard enough to penetrate Syrenth.
“Anything for you,” Syrenth purred, and sat up, getting close to Rasenth as he let their lips meet. To start things off, he was letting their tongues tango together for a moment, before releasing the lock on their lips and letting his mouth glide down Rasenth’s skill (?). He kissed down Rasenth’s slender neck, and down his toned chest and abs, enjoying every moment of teasing the skin before he came down to the waist. There was his prize. For a moment, he hesitated, rather frightened of disappointing his lover, but the longer he made Rasenth wait, the more disappointed he would be.
So, Syrenth just got on with it. He let his lips meet the head of Rasenth’s cock as he kissed the tip, then slid more of the member into his mouth, just letting instinct guide him for now.
Rasenth moaned softly as Syrenth’s lips caressed his skin, making sure not to make enough noise to alert anyone in the caves of what they were doing, It was much harder to maintain that quietness when Rasenth began sucking on the tip of his cock, though. Given it had been so long since he had felt anything this good, he was just moaning away, though he exercised all the willpower he had to keep quiet.
“That’s wonderful, Syrenth,” Rasenth said, to encourage the young dragon on. Given he was new to this, Rasenth knew he wouldn’t be particularly confident. So, Rasenth wanted to make him know he was doing well.
The moans and the words of encouragement were just music to Syrenth’s ears, so he kept going to make sure he pleased his new lover. That was his only objective. To make sure that Rasenth had an amazing time. So, he kept going, letting his mouth take another inch of Rasenth’s member into his mouth. While his lips were busy, he let his hand slide under to caress the older dragon’s balls, just to add a bit more pleasure to the moment. He wanted Rasenth to feel as excited and satisfied by this as possible.
Rasenth certainly was pleased with how well Syrenth understood what it took to please a man, and so he ran his fingers through Syrenth’s hair as a gentle sort of encouragement to him, so he knew how good of a job he was doing. After all, Rasenth couldn’t exactly scream out in pleasure, but it didn’t take long for him to climax with this sort of stimu
lation, though he wanted to make sure to give Syrenth a warning.
“I’m getting ready to come,” he moaned out softly.
It took a moment for Syrenth to register the comment, and he wasn’t too sure what to do. He figured he had to keep going, to keep up the pleasure until Rasenth came, otherwise he might lose the feeling. So, the young dragon didn’t let up, he kept his lips and mouth busy caressing Rasenth’s cock, while he let his fingers pet and please the older dragon’s balls. He was just waiting with anticipation for the load to be shot.
Rasenth certainly didn’t last long, and he came with a stifled moan and then just waited for the younger dragon to either spit or swallow before he gave him a kiss as thanks for a job very well done.
With the liquid in his mouth, Syrenth was unsure of what to do. He kept it in his mouth as his mind rushed to a decision, and he eventually swallowed and shivered at the strange taste. That was by far the strangest thing he had ever done, but he had really enjoyed it. Making Rasenth feel so much pleasure made him feel pretty good as well.
“How was that?” Syrenth asked curiously, crawling forward to sit on his lover’s lap as he lavished kisses on the older dragon’s neck.
“It was amazing, as to be expected from my wonderful lover,” Rasenth replied, giving Syrenth full access to his neck as he enjoyed having the younger dragon give it plenty of attention. Syrenth truly was wonderful, and so Rasenth was glad that he’d run into him at the river. He was useful for far more than just a go between for food for his clan, and Rasenth certainly saw him as more than what he originally intended, but that was for the best.
The words were nothing like what Syrenth had heard before. It was wonderful being complimented in such a way. Syrenth could feel butterflies just racing around in his stomach. He’d never had a crush on someone, but it was the most amazing thing he had ever experience.
“Well, it has to be perfect for someone as amazing as you,” Syrenth chuckled, then planted a kiss on his lover’s lips. Romance was such a new concept to him, but the young dragon didn’t want any of it to end. He almost wished he could stay up in the caves with Rasenth forever, but he knew that would never happen. So, he would just enjoy the moment while it lasted.
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