Cloud Diving for Dragons

Xigfeldo rumbled with pleasure as his noodle-self cried out, twisting and convulsing so violently that he was thrown off-course, though there was thankfully room enough in the sky for them. Noodle-Xig's orgasm came from both parts at once, ropes of seed splattering forth, though there was no way to contain them up in the air as they were. Thus he was pleasantly forced to take a pearly load dripping over his muzzle and head, wild in how it spurted, though it was the frenzied twisting and writhing of noodle-Xig's body that did make it go off in weird and wonderful directions. Some even sank into Xigfeldo's crest but such "accidents" were to be expected in erotic pleasures and he only rumbled a laugh into the other dragon's cloaca, tail twitching, lightly adjusting their course.

One orgasm was not another and the lean dragon's head spun with delirious delight as it flowed through him, a wave of sensation that did not come in spurts but one, long, continuous flow that he did not even want to contain for himself. He cried out again and again as Xigfeldo's tongue drove deep, thrusting into his cunny and tail-star alike, one pucker unlike an entrance and yet offering a blended, divine pleasure when they were both brought to light. His scales tingled and itched as if craving more sensation, the length of his body trying to undulate, breeding desire, even then, getting the better of him.

Oh, he needed it and that was not something they would ever deny, having seeded so very many clutches of eggs during his long life so far and laid many himself. His young were most often self-sufficient on hatching and yet he had cared for them all, broody twinges simmering through him as he yearned to raise them all over again. He groaned and wriggled back and forth, his need too much for even his slim body to encompass, to hold for his own, passion rising, throbbing up thick and fast. His two cocks ached furiously, one orgasm nowhere near enough to satisfy them, let along the need to breed, how it coursed through him in perfect time to the beat of his heart.

Xigfeldo chuckled, nuzzling down what length of the Eastern dragon's body that he could reach, pressing in closer, wing-tip brushing into a wispy swathe of cloud and leaving a stream in its wake. There was so much of his Eastern dragon half that he could not resist doing his best to adore every last bit of him, even if their position meant that it was not always possible. That, however, did not stop him wanting. And Xigfeldo always got what he wanted.

"H-here..." Noodle-Xig panted out, though it was a struggle for him to do anything, his whole body trembling with an exotic thrill of pleasure. "Let me...show you..."

Xigfeldo's curiosity was perked and he allowed the slender dragon to guide him closer to the clouds, though he could not see how that was going to change anything. Maybe it was cooling for scales that, even then, could not help but warm a little merely from the enforcement of their lustful activity? Yet it was to prove itself to be so much more than that as their bodies folded softly into the clouds, noodle-Xig slithering free of him with his cocks still drooling and dripping the very last droplets of seed that he had to give.

Yet the clouds were more substantial in that land than he could have realised, a little of the serpent-dragon's powers seeping into him as Xig disentangled himself from the bulkier dragon's body, giggling as he flickered away. All it took was a sweep and a pump of his tail to get him where he needed to go and Xigfeldo was left chasing the tail of what, if he didn't know any better, looked quite like a serpent, flickering and silvery even in the soft muteness of the clouds. How they held his form he did not have a moment in which to wonder, pushing on with a groan in the back of his throat, cock aching, throbbing, pulsing for an orgasm that had not yet come.

Although he was wicked, he had no intention, however, of leading his newfound friend on a merry chase, flipping onto his back on top of the cloud, the glaringly bright sunshine glancing off his scales so that he appeared as something even more mythical. It was his scent that led Xigfeldo straight to him, however, blinking in the brightness but not thrown off in the slightest, a gasp on his lips as he lightly pinned the Eastern dragon into the cloud. Although he sank back a little, he was still supported, even though Xigfeldo would have to tame and moderate his thrusts, if only a little, to ensure that he did not let them sink all the way through.

It would still work though, the drake licking his lips and pressing down on the wriggling length of noodle-dragon under him as Xig moaned out loud, his tail twitching and flickering back and forth like rippling water.

"Oh, you're teasing now..."

Laughing softly as if it caught even Xigfeldo by surprise, the powerful dragon licking and nuzzling at the other dragon's long, luxuriously slender neck, working his way up under his chin and along the line of his jaw. Each tiny nibble and nip of those sharp teeth set the smooth noodle-dragon's scales tingling with desire, pleasure rippling through, muscles tensing and relaxing, trying to work out just what it was that he needed to do to get his needs met. Yet Xigfeldo knew him well already, as he was himself, and had little intention of hanging around as he growled deep in the back of his throat, teeth flashing as he lightly bit his partner's throat.

The Eastern drake was there to stay but it did not stop him moaning as Xigfeldo spread him open, his cock easily slipping inside, though it was not kind enough to find the treat of his cunny. Knowing exactly what he was doing and just how it would make the Eastern dragon feel, yearning for more, he instead ploughed slowly and seductively into Xig's anal passage, relishing with a heady grunt just how it stretched around him. The other dragon's body was built, of course, to take partners just like him, and he had no fears of Xig not stretching to accommodate him, even if it was a truly delectable sensation to have that much tightness clasped around him.

Noodle-Xig's head swam, mixed up in pheromones and musky lust, need throbbing, pulsing - yet he was not in control of it. Even then, he had to give himself up to seductive ecstasy, the divine nuances of it prickling through his veins like tiny sparks of electricity. His muscles contracted without his will, tightening around that thick rod of flesh spreading him open. He whimpered, wanting more - if only Xigfeldo had two shafts also, so that he could push into his cunny and his anal entrance at the same time! Desires would be there despite anything else, a moan and a whimper born from lips that did not quite know how to vocalise such devious wants, not in the passion of the moment. Alas, that was not the case, even if it made his cocks twitch and throb, obviously needing something that only his double in the other drake could provide.

Xigfeldo pushed him down into the cloud, enveloping the two of them in soft whiteness that closed in around them, lifting them up and supporting them at least in some small way. He growled against the winding, slim dragon's neck, lust carrying him on, though it was hard to tell anymore just how much of that lust was his own and how much had come from the sweet, cloying essence of the other dragon. He didn't want to resist it, how it seemed to cling to the insides of his nostrils and layer itself thickly down his windpipe, forcing him to absorb it, pupils dilating, greed growing. It was clear that all it took was a twist of his tail or body to swim through the cloud, though the water droplets condensed there were not substantial enough to force them to use their aqua breathing ability either.

That was a shame... Though it was more fun still to hold one's breath, to challenge another dragon to a feat of strength in cock sucking, bringing one another to orgasm after orgasm without coming up for any manner of true breath, lungs burning. Other kinds of play riled him up too and he growled, digging his teeth in a little more to noodle-Xig's neck, though he did not break his scales, merely clarifying his possession over him and keeping him where he needed to be. Xigfeldo shivered, a cool heat flickering through him. No, the other drake wasn't going anywhere until he was done...

The pounding drive into his under-tail made him tremble with pleasure and yet writhing only brought his exposed, vulnerable throat up against Xigfeldo's teeth all the more urgently. He had to climax, had to cum, and yet the drake above him went still, allowing the Eastern dragon's body to do the work for him. Even as that cock twisted lightly back and forth inside him, desperate to climax, it still demonstrated another ability of the winged dragon. Xigfeldo nipped sharply at him, a twinge from his teeth reminding Xig of his place, even though he was sure too that the tables were soon to be turned.

Xig's eyes gleamed, lids slipping closed as he moaned in delirious delight. Oh, yes... Yes, he could turn things on the other drake in the blink of an eye, but that did not mean that he was not there in the moment to take his own pleasure there too first.

Xigfeldo could not hold himself back, breath rasping in his throat, that tight hole pulsing around him, Xig's muscles working to milk him of his cum. It was the traditional way for dragons like him that could demonstrate shockingly excellent muscular control and he howled out in draconian bliss as he spent his load, hips still working to thrust when there was no real need to. His body was set to unleash his load as his internally held testes ached, spilling everything he had to give in long, heady spurts, the milking pulses of noodle-Xig's anal passage drawing everything from him. It was tighter than he may have expected, as if it too had elongated along with the length of his body, pulling and pulsing, milking the bulkier drake's shaft of all he had to give. Xigfeldo didn't even have to do anything as he released noodle-Xig's neck from his mating bite, a tiny trickle of blood remaining where he had nipped a little too hard, moaning open-mouthed as he enjoyed every last second.

Sometimes, there really was nothing like mating with someone who knew his body inside and out. Moreover...someone who was him, in more than one simple way.

The slender Xig took everything like a pro but he needed something else more, eyes glinting, twisting and writhing his way free to take control. His tail lashed around Xigfeldo's and locked him down, dipping and diving deeper into the cloud, heads popping out the bottom for a moment. With their lusts so high, however, there was no time to languish there, enjoying the view of the snowy slopes below sparkling with ice-crystals and they delved back into the muted softness, twisting and turning, losing his sense of which way was up and which was down.

The Eastern dragon had the upper claw, however, knowing how to best manipulate and swim in clouds, sweeping around Xigfeldo while he floundered for a brief moment. That was all that noodle-Xig needed to swoop in, his cocks aching and drooling, need paramount. He may have wanted a womb full of eggs but that would have to come once he had tamed the so-called "mighty beast" and instead speared his cloaca with his shaft.

He cared little for which hole that his shaft sank into, yet he did draw away and adjust his angle for a second thrust as Xigfeldo shuddering, opening the door to a little more opportunity. It was with that second thrust that both of his shafts sank deep, the hump and grind of his twisty body helping them deeper, stretching out the other dragon even as both of his holes sought to close down around him. Xig moaned. The drake's body adjusted to suit him in that way too but he was not so unskilled as to be so swayed by that tightness, the rasp in Xigfeldo's throat, the trace of his nose down the line of the noodle-dragon's neck all over again...

"Oh..."

"You think you're in control but you've never had someone quite like me before," Xigfeldo murmured, tenderly nudging up under the Eastern dragon's chin. "I'm not like the others."

Xig pressed his nose to his, muzzle wrinkling a little as he tried to screw up his face. Expressions of anger or frustration (however mild they were) did not very often come easily to a face like his.

"But you've never had someone quite like me before either!"

Noodle-Xig was not to be outdone, pulling Xigfeldo into the clouds, their world wrapped up in cottony softness. Dipping through, he lashed his tail and the full length of his body around the other dragon, though it was a clunky type of bondage, only managing to get his wings and one of his legs. His tail, however, succeeded in twining around and around Xigfeldo's as the drake shuddered and gasped, rocking his body, though holding back then or breaking free were both things completely and utterly outside any realm of possibility.

He had him right where he wanted him and noodle-Xig tensed and rocked his body, treating those tight holes to long, slow thrusts, using as much of his dual-shafts as he possibly could. The glans ached with pleasure with every thrust, delving into that tight coolness, though he was, perhaps, more used to plunging into warmer bodies than the cool-blooded dragon. That didn't matter, however, as he groaned and even used his neck to control the other drake, proving quite unequivocally that size truly did not matter when one really wanted something.

The restriction was insidious and delicious at the same time, the dragon's coils tight as Xigfeldo let out a full-throated moan, relishing in the moment like he never had before. Although he swung both ways, it seemed that he spent so long in the top position that he forgot to be gracious about changing sides from time to time. It ended up being a rare treat for him to be forced into it, panting heavily as his flanks juddered with every attempt at breath, cunny clenching and rippling around Xig's shaft. His anal passage tried to keep up but the muscles did not quite work in perfect time there, doing what they could, his heaving gasps and grunts of breath teasing at further pleasure.

They needed more, noodle-Xig grunting and pounding, breath cool and soft against Xigfeldo's scales. With their musk pouring forth in their oily essence, there was no denying the attraction that they both had for each other but that would still mean that different breeding urges had to be accommodated for. The Eastern dragon's loins ached for a hard length and one that would see him swelling with eggs to be laid all over again, although that was something too, he was sure, would come in time. Patience and variety were two partners in the same game even as Xigfeldo's holes tensed so wonderfully, the velvety coolness of his passages holding him tight as if the drake did not want him to thrust anymore.

Yet it was thrusting that the noodle-dragon craved and he forced his way on with a grunt, a gasp breaking from Xigfeldo's lips. Caught up in rampant need, he could not contain himself anymore as he rocked and curved his body to pound into the drake with short, sharp thrusts, so desperate to fill him that he barely pulled his cock out all the way before slamming in again. There was no reason to hold back and the other dragon took every one of his rampant strokes with a shudder and a moan, the muting effect of the cloud softening the slap of scales on scales, passions rising. The slender dragon's body could put more force with less flexion into his thrusts than Xigfeldo, the two of them trembling together as delight coursed through above all else.

The two dragons ground together in mutual passion, however, the slender dragon losing control, panting madly, an erratic edge to his strokes. It could not be long before he had no control left at all over himself and he was quite right in that as they climaxed together, both of Xigfeldo's holes clenching around him, milking him, the teasing strokes beyond anything he could ever have imagined. He needed it all as he moaned headily into the dragon's scales, not even aware of where his head was, so twisted was he around Xigfeldo. But none of that mattered as he thrust and thrust, filling him with spurt after spurt of cum, pouring forth exactly where it needed to go as Xigfeldo murred through his orgasm.

"Mmm... You have quite a load to you..."

It was a praise of sorts but not the sort of encouragement that Xig was used to get, chuffing a short laugh, head spinning as they shared in orgasm. There was nothing quite like climaxing at the same time as a partner, something that did not all that often overlap, yet it was a delight like no other, bodies twisting and writhing, passion overcoming all else in the heat of the moment.

Only when he was done did noodle-Xig slip out and show Xigfeldo how to swim properly through the clouds, taking a moment in which to recover, even though their shafts were still out and hard. That did not mean that they did not appreciate some time to wind around one another, learning further nuances of one another's bodies and just how they differed from each other. There was a passion in their coming together even then, breath catching at the tickle of the other's scales on theirs, need rising, the drip of pre-cum from their lengths disappearing into the clouds. Being in the cloud eased the effect of their aphrodisiac oil just a touch but still not enough to lead them back to normal senses - who would want that anyway? All they wanted was to twist and to swim, Xigfeldo laughing out loud with younger glee than his many years should have embodied, following Xig's lead as he slunk through the clouds with the sinuous twist of a serpent. The cloud cover became thicker as Xig called in the weather with a little of his influence, the innate magic that was unique to his type of dragons, allowing them to play a little more.

Lust, however, like theirs could not be cooled off so easily as they growled and twisted together, Xigfeldo trying to wind around the noodle-dragon to no avail, though his tail had some grip and dexterity to it. He simply could not quite match up to the Eastern drake with a cheeky glint in his eye, the delight on his muzzle infectious and intoxicating in equal amounts, goading him on to play in the chase. Twisting back and forth, he laughed and trembled, cock drooling, need driving him on.

Xigfeldo nuzzled down to the slimmer dragon's cloaca, offering another taste of that pleasure, yet there was only one thing that Xig wanted as he presented his cloaca, instead, to Xigfeldo's shaft. It had to go where it was supposed to and, twisting and wriggling into the cottony embrace of the clouds, Xig speared him full with a single thrust of his hindquarters. With his wings spread, he floated on the surface of the cloud as if it was water, head bobbing, tongue draped out and over his teeth as he panted. It was not a way to help him cool himself down, considering that he was cool-blooded already, yet it was a way to bring juddering breaths into his lungs in greater time, his tail tensing, secured within the needy grasp of the Eastern dragon.

All it took was a roll of Xigfeldo's hindquarters to thrust into the noodle-dragon, his cock thrusting deep, a low, needy keen rising from Xig's lips. He had all that he could have wanted and yet it was not enough for him, twisting and writhing, forcing Xigfeldo to thrust harder to keep up with him. There would be no stilling of his shaft for that round as he took his partner in the most carnal way possible, huffing and puffing and grunting thickly. It was more rampant and ragged to thrust and grind, letting his muscles contract and put a dose more power into the strokes of his cock, fitting the Eastern dragon's cunny perfectly.

Noodle-Xig panted softly, twisting in the other dragon's grasp even though they were already beautifully wound together. There was never any need for anything more as they writhed in bliss, Xigfeldo's cocks disappearing into his cunny over and over again, even managing to tease up against one of his shafts with every thrust. The added lick of pleasure set his scales shivering, the edges lifting, yet there was no extra heat within him to release, only the pleasure swirling around and around his head.