How to Bust a Dragon's Balls (Part 5)
***A/N: About 90% of this story has been sitting unedited in my phones notes app for months, so I finally buckled down and finished it. This one isn't as heavy on the ballbusting as usual, but there's still plenty, not to worry.***
***Only one HTTYD part to go! Anyways, if you liked it and/or have any ideas for this story or others, let me know in the comments. Alrighty, enjoy!***
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Toothless let out a heavy sigh as he carefully sat down on the stone chair, heavy, aching, swollen testicles cradled in one clawed hand as he gently set them down on the moss-padded seat.
Around him, the usual hin-din of dragons drinking or talking or just generally having fun was loud in his ears, but he really didn’t mind it. In all honesty, it helped distract him from the lingering agony radiating from his groin.
The Topless Terror, which was where Toothless once again found himself, had become something of a regular hang out spot for the Night Fury, at least more than it had been. Around once a month, Toothless would go down with his friends or Luna or whoever and have a good time with good food and even better company.
And no, Toothless didn’t always order any “entertainment.” Believe it or not, except for once or twice with Luna and that time with his friends, he’d never ordered anything like that. Didn’t have anything against it, obviously, it just never really came to mind.
“My Alpha?”
The Night Fury was brought out of his thoughts when a voice spoke from his left. Looking up, he saw a very familiar, white-scaled Terrible Terror. The same Terror who’d so thoroughly busted his dragon-makers a little while back.
“Oh, I’m sorry… Iramet, was it?”
Said Terror smiled gleefully and gave a small bow. “I am honored that you remember me, my Alpha.”
The Night Fury let out a chuckle. “Well, kinda hard to forget you after you absolutely flattened my balls a few months ago. Great job on that, by the way. Even Luna was impressed.”
Iramet glanced away bashfully. “You flatter me, you and Lady Luna both.”
“Just calling it like I see it.” He replied, shrugging. “Anyways, was there something you needed?”
“Oh, no, I was just going to take your order. Unless someone is coming to join you?”
He shook his head. “Nah, it’s just me today. As for my order…” He thought for a second. “Let’s get a plate of oysters and a Deep Lagoon.” He shifted slightly and winced at the small shot of pain that lanced up from his groin. “Actually, make that two Deep Lagoons and an ice rock.”
Iramet gave a short nod of understanding, her eyes slowly trailing down to his groin, to his reddened, swollen dragon-makers and semi-erect, drooling cock, before shooting back up to meet his gaze. “Very well. I will get that ready for you as soon as possible. Will you be needing any special orders today?”
“Thank you. And no, just the food, drinks and ice rock please.”
With one last nod, the Terrible Terror scurried off, leaving Toothless by himself once again. Which was perfectly okay with the black-scaled dragon.
It’d been a long, long, week and a half (though it felt like it’d been a month to the Night Fury.)
It’d all started back when Luna had suddenly had the lovely idea to issue a challenge to Toothless, the challenge being if he could last two entire weeks without cumming at all, then he'd get a 'reward' that she'd refused to elaborate on. Now, the two of them had never really done denial before, but hey, he was open-minded, so he agreed.
Oh what a mistake that was.
See, normally this wouldn’t have been much of a challenge, which was why he’d agreed to it so easily (what a fool he’d been). Toothless had gone days or even weeks without release before, with little to no issue. However, and he unfortunately hadn’t realized this until it was too late, that that had been years ago, before he’d met his beautiful, ballbusting mate. And just because he was forbidden from release didn’t mean Luna was.
Dear Maker, just thinking about his lover made his cock, semi-erect and drooling, twitch and begin to harden, despite the deep ache in his testicles from when Luna had been punting them around half an hour ago.
Hell, if Luna hadn’t been called away to take care of some business or another, he was certain he’d still be kneeled in front of her, her foot buried in his groin and precum splattering her leg.
With a heavy sigh, he rested his face in his hands, trying to take his mind off the throbbing ache in his ballsack.
“Toothless?”
Blinking, the Night Fury glanced up to see none other than Stormfly, his long-time friend from Berk, standing a short distance away.
“Stormfly? What are you doing here?” He asked in surprise. From what the Deadly Nadder had told him before, she wasn’t one to frequent brothels and the like, so it was strange to see her there by chance.
“Oh, I was just looking around and stuff when I happened to spot you. It’s been a little bit since we’d last talked, so seeing as you were alone, I figured I’d catch up with you.” She gracefully sat down on one of the nearby chairs, the stone legs scraping the floor as she scooted forward. “So what’s going on? I noticed you looked a little…preoccupied earlier.”
He let out a sigh as he went slack in his seat, staring up at nothing. “Ah, it’s nothing. Luna and I are just… kinda trying a new thing.”
Stormfly raised a brow at him as she leaned forward, hands clasped atop the table. “Oh? Please, tell me more.”
He looked at her for a moment, weighing whether or not to tell her before letting out a sigh. “It’s a bit of a long story, but the short version is, Luna and I have been… ‘experimenting’ with denial.”
“Hmm.” The Nadder hummed, nodding her head. “And how’s that been going for you?”
Toothless thought for a moment before shrugging. “It’s…interesting. And painful.” He couldn’t help but wince as he thought about the sheer amount of trauma his dragon-makers had endured over the last 10 days. “Very painful.”
“Has Luna still been busting your balls, on top of keeping you from blowing your load?” The Nadder inquired, sounding….oddly curious.
The Night Fury nodded. “Oh, like you wouldn’t believe. Some of the things she’s put me through…” He let out a huff through his nose.
“My Alpha?”
Both Toothless and Stormfly glanced over to see Iramet standing nearby, a plate of oysters and drinks balanced on one clawed hand, with a small package that was wrapped in a moss-blanket. The Terrible Terror gently set both the plate as well as the small package down on the table.
“Oh, Iramet, thank you.” The Night Fury replied. Iramet bowed low in reply before turning to Stormfly.
“Can I get you anything?”
The Nadder quickly shook her head. “Nah, thanks. I’m just gonna be here for a few minutes.”
The white-scaled terror nodded before bowing again. “Very well. If either of you need anything, let us know.” With that, she left, leaving the two friends to themselves once again.
Toothless immediately grabbed the small, moss-covered package and unwrapped it. Just like he thought, it was the ice rock, frozen by the breath of a Storm Wraith. He quickly slipped it beneath his swollen package, letting out a sigh of relief as the cold soothed his battered orbs.
“Damn. That rough huh?” Stormfly inquired, looking at the Night Fury with a small smirk.
“Yessss…” Toothless replied, letting out a strained hiss of relief as the agony in his loins was soothed, even if only slightly. After shifting into a more comfortable position to accommodate the chunk of ice beneath his sack, he reached over and grabbed a couple oysters before cracking one open and offering it to Stormfly.
The Nadder took it, nodding her thanks as she slurped the insides down before setting the empty shell down.
“So, I’m curious. What exactly have you and Luna been doing that’s gotten you so laid up?” She asked, gaze wandering up and down the Night Fury’s form. “I’ve seen you take some serious ball abuse and bounce back like nothing else. She must really be stepping up her game.”
Toothless took a swig out of his mug before shrugging. “Pretty much, yeah. She’s been having me try out all these new… ‘activities’ with her, and I’ll give you three guesses what these ‘activities’ always involve.”
“Ballbusting.” Stormfly replies with something like a chuckle. “Alright, so tell me, what sort of ‘activities’ has she been having you do with her?” She reached over and took another oyster. “I can only imagine they’re a bit more intense than what you’re used to.”
Toothless let out a huff. “You can say that again. They were all much more painful than normal, but one of the worst ones was definitely flight practice.”
“Flight practice?”
He nodded. “Yeah. It happened about four days ago…”
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\[Four days prior\]
\*Smack!\*
“Urg! F-fuck!” Toothless groaned, trying his best to remain focused, even as a fresh new wave of aching agony shot through his body. His wings, outstretched as they were, twitched and shifted, causing him to lose some altitude before he managed to correct himself.
“Careful there, honey!” Luna called from his back. Leaning down, she reaches around his tail to take a firm hold on his ballsack, squeezing the twin orbs to the bottom of their sack and eliciting a shaky groan from the Night Fury. “Drop any lower, and I’ll have to squeeze them!”
The pale-scaled Light Fury was currently sitting on Toothless’ back, calves and tail wrapped around his midsection so that she didn’t fall off as Toothless flew through the night sky. She was sitting on his lower back just before his tail, so that he could still fly unhampered while she could still reach his nutsack.
\*Whump!\*
Another fist thumped into his defenseless dragon-makers, causing him to falter for a split second as the pain caused him to tense up.
With a throaty moan, he endured the agony in his loins as he desperately tried to gain altitude. Luna naturally decided that that was the perfect moment to rear her arm back for another hearty punch.
\*Wham!\*
“Argh!”
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“Yikes.” Stormfly muttered as Toothless finished recounting his quick tale. “Did you crash?”
“Eventually, yeah, which earned me a swift kick in the balls once we got back.” The Night Fury replied, grimacing as he nodded.
“Damn.” The Nadder muttered, giving a low whistle. “What uh…what else have you guys done?”
The Night Fury put a claw to his chin in thought. “Well, there was the time she convinced me to help her give a lesson to some dragons on testicle endurance…”
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“Now, if you look at the Alpha’s sack, you can see there’s signs of intense bruising starting to appear.” Toothless let out a throaty moan as Luna tugged his battered balls down and away, showcasing his mangled male hood to the dozen or so dragon couples sitting before them.
“Now, don’t worry. You may think you’ve done permanent damage to your mate, but I assure you, you haven’t. Even the weakest dragon’s balls are surprisingly sturdy.” She pulled down on his ballsack before letting go, eliciting one more groan from the Night Fury as he did everything in his power to remain upright, resisting the urge to grab his wounded gonads. “Any questions?”
A hand went up in the back, belonging to a brown-scaled Timberjack dragoness.
“Yes, you in the back?”
“Hi, yes, I was just wondering, can we go over kicks one more time?” She scratched his cheek in embarrassment. “I’m afraid I got a bit… distracted.”
Toothless’s stomach dropped just as Luna’s grin widened.
“Absolutely.”
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“…and the time she somehow roped Natalie into it...”
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\*Thwack!\*
“Gah!” Toothless groaned, curling in on himself somewhat as he tried to ride out the pain.
“My Lady, I know you said not to worry…” Natalie muttered, glancing away from Luna to look at the Night Fury’s agonized form, her own foot still buried firmly between his thighs. “…but are you sure I won’t break his…y’know?”
“Oh, I’m sure!” Luna exclaimed, a wide smile on her face as she laid tits-down on the nearby moss bed, watching the two eagerly. “Now c’mon! 21 kicks ain’t even close to his personal best!”
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“…and then the time she and I went on a date and I ended up having to play 5 straight games of Last Male Standing!”
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\*Thump!\*
A foot like a sledgehammer slammed up into his balls, crushing his tortured spunkmakers to a mere fraction of their usual size. The force of the hit threw him airborne for a few inches before he landed back on his feet, curled over in agony as he fought the pain lancing up from his groin.
In front of him stood a female Gronkle, the thick, busty, gray-scaled dragoness looking somewhat irritated that Toothless was still standing, hands on her hips and brows furrowed.
\*Wham!\*
“Argh!”
Beside them, Luna slammed a perfect kick up between the thighs of a rather unfortunate Changewing, the male dragon immediately falling to his knees with his clawed hands wrapped protectively around his battered balls.
His beloved mate turned and gave the Gronkle a smirk.
“Looks like that’s our victory, again. Drinks are on you tonight.”
Said Gronkle growled before turning away and walking over to the bar, but not before slamming her armored tail up between Toothless’ legs one last time. Tail met testicles with a sickening thud, and the Night Fury scarcely had time to squeak before falling to his knees, clutching his groin for all it was worth.
Unfortunately for the Gronkle, such unsportsmanlike conduct would not be tolerated, especially not by the Alpha's mate. The next thing Toothless knew, he heard a dull thump, followed shortly by a feminine shriek. Glancing up, he just barely managed to catch Luna’s foot as it was buried between the Gronkle’s thighs before she brought it back down, allowing her unfortunate victim to fall to her knees, claws clutched to her flattened pussy.
“That…” Luna snarled, eyes almost glowing with anger as she glared down at the Gronkle's curled-up form. “…was unnecessary.”
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“…actually, that ended could’ve been worse.” The Night Fury muttered, feeling his cock twitch ever-do-slightly at the memory. He wasn’t going to lie, Luna, burying her foot in that rude Gronkle’s pussy, standing over her curled form and glaring down at her as she spoke those three words? Toothless thought it was incredibly hot.
Stormfly chuckled. “Sounds like it.” She was silent for a moment, before she cleared her throat and spoke again.
“Hey, Toothless, have you ever-?” She trailed off, the Night Fury giving her a confused look as she did so.
“Have I… what?”
The Deadly Nadder hesitated for a moment before her eyes made contact with something behind him and she let out a sigh. “Oh finally.”
Toothless turned around; even more confused, and saw none other than his beloved mate walking over to the two, a gentle smile on her face. The alpha’s balls instantly twitched, already anticipating the pain they were about to be subjected to.
He waved to the Light Fury as she drew near. “H-hey honey. How did the meeting go? I’ve just been here taking a break with Stormfly for a minute, kinda recuperate, y’know?”
She chuckled. “It’s fine.” Her gaze met the Nadder’s, grin widening slightly. “Stormfly. Good to see you.”
Stormfly nodded at the Light Fury. “Good to see ya too. Everything good?”
“Everything’s great.” Luna’s gaze trailed back to Toothless, and her smile dimmed ever-so-slightly, instantly sending a bolt of nervousness through the Night Fury’s body. “Everything’s…just fine.”
“Luna?” Toothless inquired, worried. “What hap-?”
He was swiftly interrupted when a foot pressed firmly into his aching, heavy ball sack, squishing his dragon-makers up against his crotch. He gasped lightly as he made eye-contact with the Nadder sitting across from him, who was giving him a sly smirk.
“Stormfly.” He said firmly, ignoring the ache in his battered balls. Now, Luna and Toothless were somewhat open with their relationship (hence the trips to the Topless Terror), but they had one hard rule. Before doing anything with other dragons, they always discussed it first. Always.
Now, Luna likely wouldn’t have any issue with Stormfly and him having some fun, but he wasn’t going to do anything like that without talking it over with Luna first. He made to scoot away from his long-time friend when his mate put her hand on his shoulder, drawing her gaze to her.
She smiled gently at him before climbing into his lap, sitting down with his length sandwiched between her ass cheeks. He shivered as a small bolt of pleasure ran through his body.
“W-what…what’re you-?”
“Shhh.” She whispered, putting a claw against his lips. “Stormfly?”
“On it.” The Deadly Nadder replied before crawling underneath the table. A moment later, Toothless felt a hand wrap around his ballsack, gently fondling the abused marbles as they sat defenseless in their sack. Meanwhile, Luna repositioned his member so it was between her legs, allowing her to gently grind her dripping pussy against it, coating his neglected length in her juices.
“L-luna?” He asked quietly, trying to figure out what was going on. “What are you doing?”
“So, I-I’ve been doing some reading.” The Light Fury hesitantly stated, refusing to meet his gaze, which immediately set off warning bells in his head. His confident, sexy mate stuttering and looking so nervous? Something was up.
“Luna, what’s wrong?” He asked firmly. “Whatever it is, I promise you can tell me.”
“Did you know that one of the easiest ways to make a male more fertile is to just deny him release for a couple days?”
He furrowed his brow, confused at her sudden changing of the subject. “Okay…?”
“A-and apparently, a good way to further increase that fertility is to put his testicles under duress. Puts them in a kind of ‘emergency mode’ where they produce upwards of three times the baby batter than normal.”
“Where are you going with thi-?”
“H-have you ever thought about… y’know… having kids?”
Suddenly, Toothless felt like all the air had been sucked from his lungs. For a moment he didn’t speak, he didn’t move, he didn’t even breath. He just stared at his mate, his wife, his beloved.
Apparently, she took his shock for apprehension, because after a moment, she averted her gaze. “Sorry, I... you don't-“
He kissed her. Long and slow and deep, his tongue easily dominating his mate’s, shocked as she was. (He pointedly ignored the snicker he heard from beneath the table.) It took her a second, but she eventually responded in kind, leaning into the kiss as she wrapped both arms around his shoulders. They stayed like that for a little bit, neither one wanting to break it off, but the need for air eventually won out, and they both pulled away, huffing and panting.
Luna stared at him with a glazed look in her eye. Toothless was sure if she could, she’d be blushing, and the thought made him laugh.
“I’m not sure why you were so nervous to ask, but yeah. I’d love to have kids.”
For a moment, Luna simply stared at him. Then, much to his surprise, small tears began to well up in her eyes before she hugged him closer, chin resting on his shoulder.
“Oh thank the Maker, I thought you were gonna say no.”
His brow furrowed. “Why on earth did you think I’d say no?”
She leaned back, a nervous expression on her face. “W-well, you never really bring it up, and I thought, y-y’know, if you wanted kids, then maybe you’d talk about it, so I…y’know, I just…”
“You wanted me to make the first move.”
She shrugged helplessly. “I mean, fatherhood is a big deal and all, and a lot of responsibility, and what with you already being the Alpha and all-“
“Luna.” He gently cupped her cheek, stopping her short as her gaze met his own. “Do you want to have kids?”
She shyly looked away, but nodded.
“Well, so do I. That’s all there is to say, isn't it?”
The Light Fury stared at him again in shock before slapping a hand to her face, chuckling. “Dear Maker, I’m an idiot. T-this entire time, all I could do was think about all the ways you’d say no. Stupid me never once thought about you saying yes.”
Toothless grinned, shrugging. “What can I say? I aim to please.”
Luna laughed warmly. “That you do.”
“Ahem.”
Both Fury’s stopped as Stormfly audibly cleared her throat.
“Well, since you both are in agreement, how about we get on with it?” Toothless flinched as his balls were given a harsh squeeze. “Don’t want to keep loverboy waiting any longer, do we?”
The Night Fury glanced down at Luna’s crotch, where her soaking wet snatch was still pressed up against his rock hard erection. Suddenly, he remembered Luna’s comments on fertility and subsequently realized what was going on.
“Oh. \*Oh.\*” He muttered. “You want to do it right now.”
Her nervous chuckle was all the answer he needed.
“Right here? In front of all these people?”
She grinned. “Who?”
At that, the Night Fury glanced around to realize that, weirdly, the place was now, in fact, empty. The front door was shut and locked, and a quick glance towards the kitchen had the few pairs of eyes that were watching quickly duck back behind the counter.
He looked back to his mate in amazement. “You really planned this out.”
She gave a little hum of acknowledgment, continuing to grind against his length. “I did. Stormfly was a huge help.” Her gaze met his. “Are you ready?”
He paused, taking a breath as he pushed down the nervousness in his gut before giving her a grin. “Hell yes.”
With all the patience that comes with being an extremely horny dragoness that has just been given full permission, she wasted no more time. She lifted herself up and, with one fell move, impaled herself on her mate’s length, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure up Toothless’s body. This pleasure was only hampered/enhanced by the fist that slammed into his balls a moment later, crushing them up against his pelvis.
“It’s a-an insurance measure.” Luna informed him moments later, between her moans and sighs and grunts of exertion as she bounced in his lap, cock slipping into and out of her velvety folds at an incredible speed. “J-just let her know when y-you’re \*oooh\* when you’re about to cum, and she’ll take care of the rest.”
Toothless opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a warbled yelp as Stormfly thudded a particularly harsh blow into his baby makers.
“Th-this’ll really make me more-“ \*Thump!\* “f-f-fuck, this’ll really make me more fertile?” Toothless inquired, the pain and pleasure racking his body making it harder and harder to keep his mind coherent.
Luna grinned at him, slamming her hips down into his lap, her warm insides wrapping around his length and muddling his thoughts further. “W-well, only one way to find out\~”
Toothless opened his mouth to reply, but then there was a fist in his groin and his balls were in his throat again.
\*\*\*\*\*
Toothless found out fairly quickly that the two dragonesses were more in sync than he’d thought they’d be, and he wasn’t sure if that was on purpose or pure coincidence.
Stormfly had switched positions, now laying on her back as she kicked her feet up into his already abused gonads. As it turns out, this gave her the perfect angle to kick his nuts up and squash them against Luna’s ass as his mate bounced in his lap.
It didn’t happen every time. But dear Maker, sometimes, the Night Fury would find his balls squashed almost perfectly between the bottom of Stormfly’s foot, and Luna’s pillowy yet firm ass. It was moments like those that brought Toothless closest to the edge of eruption, the strange, almost volatile mixture of aching pain and utter euphoria emanating from his groin beginning to be too much for him. He buried his face between his mate’s tits, trying his best to focus on their plush warmth rather than the dual sensations afflicting his nethers.
Luna could help but chuckle, even as she impaled herself on his lover’s cock for the hundredth time. She gently rubbed his head, pushing his face deeper into her breasts.
“Are you doing good, baby?” She inquired, whispering in his ear. He flinched, likely from the harsh foot to the balls he’s just received, then shakily nodded, not removing his face from her boobs.
“Are you close?” Luna then asked as she continued to ride his cock like there was no tomorrow.
There was a small moment of hesitation, and then another shaky nod. She grinned.
“Okay, baby. Now, you just relax. We’ll do the rest.” She leaned her head back and gave Stormfly a quick nod, which the Nadder swiftly returned as she shifted into a better position.
Leaning forward again, Luna lifted herself once again as she sat down heavily onto Toothless’ quivering shaft. As she did so, Stormfly thrust her foot up into the Night Fury’s balls, catching both battered orbs and thrusting them upwards.
\*Crack!\*
Toothless let out a yelp of agony as his balls were veritably flattened for the millionth time that day, albeit with much more force. His cry of pain was smothered by his mate’s tits, muffling it to the two dragonesses.
Despite the pain though, his cock throbbed inside Luna, signifying to the Light Fury that he was close. She lifted herself up with a wet \*shlick\* just as Stormfly reared her foot back. She fell-
\*Crush!\*
\-and again Stormfly's foot rose to meet her rear, a certain Fury's unfortunate dragon-makers caught in-between.
Once again, Toothless found his tortured testicles stuck between a metaphorical rock and a hard place, flattened to a fraction of their usual size. Vaguely, in the back of his pain-addled mind, he considered that maybe they were trying to forcibly squeeze the spunk from his nuts. It certainly seemed like it. Then the nut-ache hit full-force and he let out a groan of agony, even as Luna rubbed his head and whispered sweet nothings into his ear.
“Almost done honey.” She muttered to him as she lifted herself once more, and he tensed up in anticipation.
She dropped-
\*SQUASH!\*
and just like last time, Stormfly’s foot thrust upwards, crushing his balls up against Luna’s ass.
Toothless let out a frantic roar of pain as the particularly harsh blow crushed his spunkmakers, finally, mercifully, sending him over the edge. Hugging Luna close to his body, he ensured she was plunged fully into his member as his balls twitched once, twice…
And then his cock erupted, spraying out rope after rope of pent-up dragon cum, thoroughly coating Luna’s inner walls.
The Light Fury let out a gentle coo as she felt the foreign warmth fill her lower body as she gently kissed Toothless’ forehead.
“Let it all\~ out, honey. Just like that…” She couldn’t help but moan slightly as she shifted her hips around, drawing a quiet sigh from her mate as he rode out the remnants of his orgasm.
Stormfly, like the true friend she was, was now kneeling between Toothless’ spread legs, gently fondling the bruised and battered orbs. As cum began dripping from Luna’s snatch onto the Night Fury’s ballsack, the Deadly Nadder took it upon herself to lick it off (she'd come this far). Soon enough, she was giving the tenderized testicles a nice, warm tongue bath, which only helped sooth the aching pain still radiating in Toothless’ groin.
After a minute or two, the spunk stopped dripping, and with Toothless’ balls thoroughly comforted, Stormfly figured she’d done her part well enough. Climbing out from under the table, she discovered the two Fury’s were cuddling, with soft snores emanating from the two dragons.
Smiling, Stormfly walked back towards the kitchen area of the Topless Terror, where three female Terrors sat behind the counter, their crotches and fingers all dripping wet.
“Have fun?” She asked, eyebrow raised at the shorter dragonesses. The three didn’t reply, instead looking away sheepishly.
Chuckling, Stormfly set down five shells (the local currency) and gestured to the two still sleeping dragons. “Hey, when they wake up, get them some food and drink, please. On me.”
One of the Terrors, a green-scaled, busty girl, nodded and took the money, the three of them immediately setting to work. Nodding, the Nadder turned and began walking out, pausing at the door to look back at at the still-sleeping pair.
Luna had tucked her head up against Toothless’ chest, wings draping over the both of them like a blanket as she sat in his lap. Toothless was holding his mate close, arms wrapped around her lower back and cock still penetrating Luna's lower lips. Their tails were intertwined with one other.
She grinned. The two Fury’s were practically made for each other. Chuckling, she turned and was about to walk out of the tavern when she heard it.
“Hey...”
Stopping short, Stormfly turned back to see Luna looking at her with half-lidded eyes.
“Thanks.” The Light Fury murmured quietly, her tone nothing but appreciative.
The Deadly Nadder simply smiled.
“Anytime.”