An Unbreakable Bond

by DragonRose35

Summary:

Dak and Winger have a bond unlike most riders and dragons. There's nothing they won't do for each other...

Notes:

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I've been gone for so long. My life was pretty hectic and my motivation to write was pretty nonexistent... *sighs* I recently lost my job, so I've had a lot more free time, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.

So I've decided that while I'm on the hunt for another job, I'm going to try to give you guys some more content to read and entertain yourselves with in the meant time.

The first of which is a fic for the adorable little show Rescue Riders, of the Dreamworks Dragons universe. I'm a huge fan of Dragons, so it's only fair that I had given the kid's show a chance and it's actually really good. I find myself eagerly awaiting the next season for it, watching each little short that comes out for it when I can. My favorite is The Secrets of the Songwing, and it's not just because there's a canonically gay dragon. *smirks*

Anyway, I'm going to post this and then I do have plans to do a smut scene for these two, so if you guys want it, let me know~!

Now, just a note, I did age up the characters, as you'll read in the story. Dak and Leyla are now sixteen and the dragons themselves are older, as well. A lot can happen in six years. *chuckles*

Until next time (probably here soon), my little doves~!

~ D.C.

Chapter 1

Dak grinned wildly as he ran towards the edge of the cliff, eyes narrowed, steps without hesitation. With a loud yell, he launched himself from the edge, free falling to the ocean below… before grabbing hold of the saddle suddenly within his reach. Winger had flown swiftly to his side, an amused smirk on his muzzle as Dak grabbed hold of him. “Nice one Wing!” The teenager laughed loudly, adjusting himself without struggle as the Swiftwing flew seamlessly around the stacks, back towards the Roost.

“One of these days… I might just let you dive into the water,” Winger snickered quietly, shaking his head. “See if that’ll cool your head.”

“Are you saying I need a bath?” Dak pouted at him, eyes narrowed. “I’ll have you know I took one yesterday.” Winger laughed quietly, rolling his eyes before landing on the grassy ground.

“ Dak , stop fooling around and come help me load the barrels with Aggro’s catch,” Leyla huffed, eyes narrowed when she caught sight of her twin. Six years later and she was still hell-bent on order around the village; that’s why Duggard wants her to be chief when he retires.

“Alright, alright, I’m coming sis,” Dak chuckled quietly, making his way over before kissing her cheek. “Good morning to you, too, Ley.” He grinned lightly, eyes sparkling before helping her finish the morning chores.

Winger groaned as he stretched out, before twitching when his tail accidentally touched a tree. Despite being fully grown now, the dragon still wasn’t used to his size yet, having grown more in the last year than the previous five. “Good morning, Winger,” Summer purred sweetly, landing on the ground, expression warm and loving. The Swiftwing twitched again when she rubbed against him, her lithe form somehow larger than his own. He was almost jealous of it. Almost.

“Morning, Summer,” he smiled back at her, trying to keep things friendly without going overboard. He knew Summer had feelings for him- wanted him to be her mate- but he’d had to let her down, his sights already set on another. “Where are the others?”

“Burple started his new job down at the Smithy, helping Hannahr with her work,” Summer reported with a light smirk. “He was so nervous, Cutter had to carry him there.”

“I’m… impressed, and slightly jealous that I couldn’t see that for myself,” Winger snickered quietly.

“He’s… so… heavy…” Cutter groaned, collapsing onto the ground beside the other dragons, his long slender form loose but clearly tensed. Cutter had grown a lot too, easily the largest dragon out of their little group, but his slender form cut back a lot of the strength Summer and Winger had. “But… got to hand it to him, never thought he’d actually do something like this without any of us, you know?”

“Yeah, I hear you,” Dak walked up to them, chuckling quietly as he patted Winger gently on the head. “He’s grown, that’s for sure. You all have.” He frowned lightly to himself, sighing softly, shaking his head.

“Dak…?” Winger frowned, gently nudging his rider. “You okay?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. Of course! Why wouldn’t I be?” The human put on a clearly forced grin, before climbing atop Winger’s back. “Come on Wing, let’s go get some firewood.”

“Firewood?” Winger narrowed his eyes, but took off regardless, even as Cutter and Summer turned their attention to the large stack Cutter had fetched himself last night. “But… there’s already plenty?” Cutter added, confused.

“They’re not really getting firewood, Cutter… I think Dak just wanted to get away,” Summer sighed softly, shaking her head. “Let’s leave them be, for now, okay?”

“Yeah… alright.”

-0-

“Are you going to tell me what’s really wrong, Dak?” Winger gently nudged him as they sat on the tallest cliffs of Huttsgalor, his human sat next to him, throwing rocks off the cliffs and into the waters below.

“I… I don’t know, Winger… I just… It feels like I’m the only one that doesn’t have a purpose here, you know?” Dak grimaced, feeling stupid, despite the twisting in his chest.

“What do you mean? Of course you have a purpose, you’re a Rescue Rider…” Winger narrowed his eyes lightly, concerned.

“Yeah, but… that’s it…” Dak sighed softly, deflating. “Leyla’s next in line to be chief, spending most of her days training for it. Summer’s helping Elbone with his fishing career, sometimes gone for days when he’s off to another island. Aggro found a mate and already has babies on the way… Cutter’s cutter , and even Burple has a job now…”

“Why… does any of that matter, Dak? You’re there for the team when we need it, shouldn’t that matter most?” Winger nuzzled him gently, curling his tail around the boy lightly. “Come on Dak… we wouldn’t be the Rescue Riders without you… You’re our leader. And when Leyla becomes chief… that’s going to be more important than ever before.”

“...yeah, I guess you're right…” Dak sighed softly, leaning against Winger’s side. “Do you think that if I was less… reckless… Duggard would’ve picked me instead?” He frowned to himself, feeling bad for his thoughts.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you, Dak,” Winger said, eyes narrowed. “No. And besides, why would you even want to be chief? Stuck in the village all day… you’d have hardly any time to be a Rescue Rider. Leyla’s the better pick for it… and she actually wants to do it.”

That made Dak chuckle a little, shaking his head, “Yeah, you’re right. Being cooped up all day? No thanks.” He fell silent for several long moments, eyes closed, before he opened them, letting out a quiet breath. He paused though, frowning to himself, “Wing… do you see what I see…?”

Staring out into the ocean, he saw a lone boat, armored and clearly meaning business, docked by the opposite shore of their village. He couldn’t hear what was going on, but he could see it as dragon hunter’s dragged a wild Divewing to their boat, the dragon thrashing about angrily, before suddenly being knocked out cold.

Jolting up, Dak clenched his fists, “Not on my watch!” He hissed, climbing atop Winger immediately. “Come on Wing!”

“Wait! Shouldn’t we get the others?” Winger’s eyes widened, body tensed and rigid.

“There’s no time for that!” Dak urged the Swiftwing to take flight, Winger finally doing so as they made their way down the cliffside towards the ocean. He made sure to keep well out of sight, knowing that if they rushed head first into things, they’d be in serious trouble. “Dragon trappers… We have to save those dragons, Winger…”

“I know Dak, but we need to be careful… or we’ll end up just like those other dragons,” Winger cautioned him, carefully moving forward, sticking to the shadows. As the trappers were getting set up to sail out, Winger took the opportunity to board the ship, making as little noise as he could. “Careful Dak…”

“I know…” Dak sighed, knowing they would have to wait for the perfect opportunity. He may have still been reckless, but he’d learned from many mistakes over the years, knowing now how to pull off the perfect rescue plan.

It didn’t take long for the boat to set off away from the island and as Huttsgalor became smaller and smaller, until it disappeared completely, Dak and Winger stayed hidden on the ship, waiting for the right moment to strike. Winger knew this was risky, but if he hadn’t gone along, Dak would be alone, and that was something he couldn’t have risked. Dak’s life was more important to him than anything in the world.

“We better get there soon,” a trapper gruffed, leaning against one of the cages, where the Divewing lay. “Rivera’s not going to be pleased.”

“We got her dragons, Erving. That should be enough, right?” Another snickered, shaking his head. “You’re worrying too much.”

“If we run into those pesky Rescue Riders, we’re going to be fucked,” the trapper scowled, as Winger tensed up beside Dak.

“Ha! What’s a bunch of dumb teenagers and a couple of dragons gonna do to us? We’re bigger, smarter, and we’ve got tranquilizers.” Erving grinned ferally, eyes narrowed. “Let ‘em come. More presents for Rivera…~”

Swallowing hard, Dak flicked his tongue out to wet his lips, sneaking towards the closest trapper, sight set on the glittering ring of keys at his belt. Reaching out, he was careful as he snatched the keys in hand, before sneaking back to the shadows, letting out a breath of relief. “Alright Wing… let’s save some dragons.” He grinned lightly, words a whisper as he looked at his dragon companion.

They stayed hidden until the trappers disappeared inside the small boat, before making their way around the cages, unlocking each one swiftly one by one. The dragon’s took little time to escape their confines, happy to be free as they flew or swam to safety, far away from the boat. Winger helped the Divewing into the water, relieved the dragon was capable of getting away herself. “Alright, that’s the last- Dak!” Winger jolted when he saw the trapper out of the corner of his eyes, twisting around just in time to see the large man restraining the boy, a sickly grin on his face.

“L-let me go!” Dak shouted, struggling hard in the man’s hold as another trapper came out of the cabin.

“It’s one of those rescue brats!” He hissed, infuriated. “Look what you’ve fucking done! You’ll pay for this!” Brandishing a knife, he started advancing on the boy before the other trapper jerked him back.

“Get the dragon you idiot!” He snapped at the other man, as they turned to look at Winger, his wings spread fiercely as the Swiftwing snarled at them.

“W-Wing! Run!” Dak shouted at him, kicking at the air furiously.

“Let him go!” Winger ignored the teenager, ready to blast the trappers before he froze when they used Dak as a shield. Swallowing his fire, the dragon bristled, eyeing them warily as he weighed his options.

“Here, pretty dragon… Come along quietly and we won’t hurt your precious rider …~” the trapper grinned at him.

“Winger!” Dak pleaded him to just leave, but he should’ve known by now that there was nothing Winger wouldn’t do to save him.

The Swiftwing surrendered, wings folded in tightly as he bowed his head, tail quivering. “It’s okay, Dak… we’ll figure this out.” He rumbled quietly, wary as the trapper approached him, before suddenly shoving his head against the deck. He hissed, but otherwise stayed still as the trapper restrained him.

“Good little dragon… Oh Rivera’s going to be pleased with you,” the man chuckled roughly, pleased with himself, before turning to his companion. “Throw the boy overboard, we don’t need him anymore. We’ve got the dragon.”

“No!” Winger jolted, struggling immediately as Dak shouted and struggled, kicking at the air. Grabbing a set of chains, the trapper wrapped them around the boy tightly, ensuring he couldn’t escape, before suddenly tossing him into the water, watching with cruel glee as he began to sink. “Dak! Dak, no!”

“Restrain the dragon! Why didn’t you muzzle it!?” The other trapper shouted, eyes wide when Winger suddenly shot a plasma blast just inches from his feet. The dragon struggled furiously against the binds even as the trappers pinned him hard to the wooden deck. He snarled as he shot a hole through the side of their ship, just barely missing the water.

“Get the tranquilizers!” As soon as he felt one of them let him go, the lack of weight just enough, he pushed up hard, roaring angrily as he sent the trapper flying into the water. Shaking off the restraints, Winger took off before diving sharply into the water, swimming as fast as he could to where Dak was slowly sinking to the bottom. He pushed himself harder than he ever had before, reaching out towards the boy, before grabbing him.

“This way!” The Divewing called to him, urging the Swiftwing to follow her. He didn’t have any time to doubt his gut, trusting her to guide them to safety and not to their death. Following her deeper into the water, she led him to an underwater cavern system, where other water dragons swam about. They became alarmed at their presence, before realizing something was wrong when they saw the boy in his arms.

He was struggling to keep his breath held, his vision spotting, before suddenly there was solace, as Winger tore through the water, breaking free of the surface, gasping for breath. Without wasting another moment, the dragon set Dak down onto the cavern ground, whining softly as he nuzzled his face.

“Dak…” he swallowed hard, trying to will the growing panic away even as other dragons began to surround them, watching from a distance the scene unfolding. “C-come on Dak… you’re not dead… You… You’re Dak … you don’t just let something like this beat you…!” Winger grimaced, pressing his head against Dak’s chest, closing his eyes. His wings quivered as he heard a very faint heartbeat, something that gave him hope .

Immediately he began to push gently on Dak’s chest, compressing his lungs repeatedly in the way he’d seen Leyla do before. One, two, three… breathe . He pressed his lips against Dak’s own, breathing into him to try and get Dak to breathe. One, two, three… breathe .

“Dak please …” Winger begged, mask crumbling in the face of reality. “Please, I can’t do this without you… I… I need you…” Shaking his head, he kept trying to give the boy CPR, getting desperate with each second that passed. “You’re my best friend… My brother… My… my mate …” he choked on his breath, tears falling freely now. “I love you…” Wings falling limp, he collapsed at Dak’s side, letting out a sorrowful roar, before dipping his head down, kissing Dak gently.

He was surprised when he felt pressure against his lips, his eyes snapping wide open as he looked down at Dak. He pulled his head back sharply when water sputtered against him, before Dak groaned, “...t-took you… long enough… Wing…” He croaked out, before rolling over, devolving into a coughing fit, water sputtering from his lungs.

Wing stared in shock, completely in disbelief, even as the other dragons roared and growled happily, relieved beyond measure. “D-Dak…” Winger breathed out, overwhelmed with his relief and joy, before he suddenly hugged Dak close. “Dak!”

“H-heh,” Dak grinned weakly at him, bright eyes dim with exhaustion. “Thank you…” he murmured quietly, hugging Winger back.

-0-

When they returned home, no one had even noticed they’d gone, and other than reporting the dragon trapper sightings, Dak and Winger kept the near death experience to themselves, as they got settled back into their life at the Roost.

-0-

Winger sighed softly, staring out into the ocean from the cliffs, a gentle frown on his face, wondering if he had dreamed what had happened. Since their return, Dak hadn’t so much as mentioned what had happened and Winger’s heart was starting to ache with false hope.

“Why the long face, Wing?” Dak grinned at him, startling the dragon from his thoughts.

“Huh? Oh, uh… nothing-” his eyes widened when Dak sat next to him, before leaning in to kiss his lips, awkward and inexperienced, but clearly deliberate.

When Dak pulled away, he had a cheeky smirk on his face, eyes sparkling with mischief, “What? You didn’t think I’d forgotten about your little declaration in the cave, did you~? Because believe you me, I’m never letting you live down those sappy words.”

“You… you were dead … I didn’t think you heard me…” Winger flushed lightly, tail quivering. “You’re not mad?”

“Winger… I just kissed you. Would I really be mad if I just kissed you?” Dak snickered quietly, shaking his head. “And if I was dead, I wouldn’t be here right now.” He mused quietly, leaning against the dragon. “The truth is… I’ve known how you’ve felt for me for a while now…”

“You… never said anything…” Winger frowned, eyes narrowed.

“Because I was waiting… I didn’t want to get my hopes up, you know? I was there when you told Summer… but I thought maybe it might’ve been something you’d grow out of…” Dak sighed softly. “After all, who’d want someone like me…? A reckless human with no purpose in life…”

“This again…?” Winger sighed softly, nuzzling against Dak gently. “Dak… without you… I’m nothing… Without you… the Rescue Riders would have struggled to stay together. You’re the glue… the heart… My… heart…”

Dak cracked a smile, expression softened, “You… are really cheesy, Wing,” he chuckled quietly, turning his head to kiss Winger again, humming softly. “I love you too, Winger. And I… would be honored to be your mate, if you still wanted me.”

Winger’s heart fluttered as he cooed at the boy, more than happy with the words, “You have no idea…”

Chapter 2

Notes:

A/N: Smut, anyone~? *smirks* I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope you guys will have fun reading it!

Enjoy~

~ D.C.

Dak stretched out, long and languid, deliberately slow as he hummed with pleasure, aware of the sharp gaze locked on his near naked form. He and Leyla were at the lake with the dragons, enjoying a day off from chores, rescuing, and chiefly training. And he was definitely taking advantage of the knowledge that Winger wanted him.

With a sharp grin, he dove into the water, ignoring the split second chill of being completely engulfed- memories of nearly drowning surfacing- before he resurfaced with a gasp. Shaking out his hair, he laughed delightedly. “The water’s not even cold!”

“It’s summer, Dak, of course it’s not cold,” Leyla huffed at him, rolling her eyes. She finished setting up their little camp, hanging the towels over a low tree branch, before stepping towards the water, kneeling beside it. Summer and Cutter were already enjoying themselves, swimming about while Winger and Aggro sat by the lake’s edge. Burple was sick, so he had to stay home, much to his chagrin, having been excited about the lake trip all week.

“It’s a shame Burple couldn’t be here…” Summer hummed quietly, floating on her back.

“That’s alright, we can always come again next week, when he gets better,” Dak grinned, eyes sparkling. “Come on Wing! The water’s so good ~”

Winger huffed quietly at him, eyes narrowed as his tail twitched, “I don’t want to get wet, Dak-” he cut himself off sharply when Summer blasted him with water and he sputtered, standing up sharply. “H-hey!”

“There, now you have no excuse~” she snickered, far too amused.

“You’re going to pay for that!” Winger narrowed his eyes, before suddenly leaping into the water, tackling Summer, surprising her as she yelped. Dak and Cutter laughed wildly as they joined in the splash war, as Leyla watched from the edge with Aggro.

She couldn’t help but chuckle, amused with their antics, before finally slipping into the water, carefully avoiding being thrown in the war as she relaxed on her own.

Dak grinned sharply, eyes narrowed with mischief before he suddenly ducked under the water, holding his breath as he swam over to where Winger flailed about. Ducking under the kicking limbs, Dak made sure to be extra careful to not let his presence be known, before reaching out to touch the underside of Winger’s flank, knowing exactly where to stroke his fingers.

When you’re brothers with someone for so long, you know where they clean themselves. The slit wide open for the briefest assault, before suddenly Winger jolted, darting out of the water in a panic.

“Ha! I win!” Summer boasted, not having realized what happened, as Dak surfaced in the commotion.

Winger glowered, tail tucked under his legs and wings folded tightly, eyes narrowed at the smug human. His slit tingled with the touch, something he wasn’t used to, and he knew he had to get out of there before his head got him into trouble. The others were more than confused when Winger took off in a sudden burst, disappearing swiftly over the trees.

“What got into him…?” Cutter huffed, eyes narrowed, before shaking his head. Leyla narrowed her eyes, making a soft noise as she saw her brother’s smug grin, knowing that whatever happened, it was definitely Dak’s fault.

-0-

By the time Winger actually did something, nearly a week had passed, leaving the hormonal teenage boy desperate. “Wing…” Dak whined quietly, holding tight to the other as they flew over the ocean. “Come on… stop giving me the silent treatment…”

“We are on a mission, Dak…” Winger growled quietly, eyes narrowed as he stared resolutely ahead.

“Yeah…? So what? Is this really how you’re going to treat your mate ~?” the boy grinned lightly before Winger suddenly took a nosedive, speeding towards a nearby island as the others flew ahead, unaware they even lost them. Dak cried out when he landed hard on the ground as the Swiftwing shook him off, touching the ground lightly.

“I can’t tell if you’re taking any of this seriously anymore, Dak,” Winger scowled at him, eyes narrowed dangerously. “You’ve done nothing but tease me for it all and I’m getting really tired of it.”

“Wh-what?” Dak’s eyes widened as he turned over onto his backside, staring at the dragon. “Winger, that’s not… I-I’m not… I just wanted…”

“Just wanted what? Huh Dak?” Winger growled, slowly advancing on the boy.

“I…” Dak’s cheeks flushed in shame as he looked down at the ground. “I just wanted you Winger... “ he murmured quietly as the dragon paused. “I’ve wanted you for longer than I’d like to admit and now that I actually have the chance… I want it that much more, but you keep on avoiding the topic… And you’ve given me nothing but the cold-shoulder since I touched you at the lake…”

Winger froze at the words, wings quivering as his eyes widened, “You… what? Dak, are you saying you…?” he trailed off, uncertain.

“I want you to mate me, Wing…” Dak sighed, dejected. “But… I get it… I’m human… you don’t actually want that with me… It’s… it’s okay…”

Winger blinked, frowning as the words registered in his stunned mind, before he shook his head sharply, stepping forward to kiss the boy, preventing him from getting up. “Dak… why didn’t you tell me?”

“I… I thought you knew?” Dak swallowed hard, biting his lower lip. “I mean… come on… I touched you, for Thor’s sake…” Winger huffed to himself, realizing how stupid they both had been about this whole thing. With a soft rumble, he decided they both had done enough waiting, as he kissed Dak again, before pinning the boy to the ground with one great paw. “W-Winger…? Wh-what about the mi- ission …!” Dak gasped when Winger dipped down, licking a long wet stripe up from his crotch to his stomach, his cock already twitching in his pants.

Dak moaned sharply as Winger licked against his crotch, soiling the front of his pants in seconds with dragon spit, before he struggled, trying to reach down to get rid of his clothes. Winger only pulled back for a second to let him, before he was on the boy again, licking against his exposed skin, tongue curling around the boy’s hardening cock. “Mm…~” he rumbled with his own pleasure as the tip of his pointed cock poked from its sheath.

“W-Wing… I… I want to do everything with you, but holy mother of Odin, I really want you inside of me right now, please …!” Dak begged, gasping and moaning with the sharp pleasure. Winger grinned sharply, eyes narrowed, before he suddenly dug his tongue into Dak’s needy hole. “N-not what I meant !” The boy whined, squirming under the ministrations of the tongue, pushing and pulling against Winger’s head, wanting more despite his words.

Winger didn’t stop until Dak was nearly at the edge, before suddenly pulling away as Dak cried out in disappointment, his cock weeping against his stomach.

“Wh-why’d you stop!?” The teenager whined, eyes wide and dark as he looked down at the dragon. Winger nudged at him, urging him to roll over and though confused as to why, Dak obediently rolled over onto his hands and knees. The ground was hard underneath him, but it was easy to forget the discomfort as he felt Winger mounting his back, something hot and hard and heavy against his backside. “O- oh …~”

Winger groaned with his own pleasure as he rutted and grinded his cock against Dak’s virgin hole. Every time the pointed tip caught on his rim, the dragon thrusted his hips, before growling when it failed to penetrate.

“H-hold on, let… let me h-help…” Dak panted hard, righting himself for a moment before reaching back to grab Winger’s cock. It was so much bigger than he thought it would be, his mouth salivating at the thought of it, before he focused on lining the tip with his quivering entrance. Holding it firmly, he gasped as Winger finally pushed inside of him, stretching his walls wide as the dragon stole his virginity. “G-ghnn!”

Dak cried out with the thrust, letting out of him as he was forced to steady himself again, the pain of the stretching almost too much for him.

“W-wait! S-stop…!” He gasped out, as Winger froze, eyes wide.

“Dak…? Is it too much? Do you… Do I need to pull out?” Winger asked, wings quivering as he worried he was hurting the other.

“N-no… No … just… nn… just give me a minute…” Dak returned, struggling to breath as he clenched around the other, his cock leaking against the ground as he felt Winger’s own throbbing inside of him. “Gh… Wing… It feels… so hot …” he groaned softly, feeling dizzy at the heat inside and above him.

“Y-yeah…” Winger breathed out, shifting on his hind legs before grimacing as the motion forced his cock a little deeper. “S-sorry…” he immediately apologized, bending his neck to lick at the boy’s neck, trying to soothe him. Dak was so tight around him, tighter still with every clench, and it was hard for Winger to stay still to let them both adjust.

It felt like hours before Dak finally let out a shaky breath, nodding his head, “O-okay… You… you can move…” It felt nothing like his toy back home, larger and hotter, but it felt good . Better than good. It felt amazing , as every bump and ridge of Winger’s cock rubbed against him, inside of him. “Mm…” The dragon groaned above him, pushing every thick inch of his long cock inside the boy, until his hips were flush with Dak’s skin.

Winger waited another minute, before finally pulling his cock back, growling quietly with the tight friction. When only the pointed head remained, he thrust it back inside the boy, holding him tight as Dak jolted with the force.

The teenager cried out with the motions, as Winger set a hard, deep-set pace, thrusting into him roughly. He was pinned to the ground, helpless to do anything but take it, wanting to do nothing but take it as the dragon’s cock surged in and out of his needy body, stimulating every nerve inside of him.

On one particularly hard thrust, he fell over the edge, crying out as his cock throbbed, spilling against the ground as his walls squeezed around Winger’s cock.

The dragon gritted his teeth against the tight friction, every thrust harder and faster now as he built up the momentum, chasing his own release. He could feel the thick knot of flesh swelling at the base of his cock, the liquid heat inside him unlike anything he’d ever felt before, even by himself. He wasn’t sure if Dak knew about it, but there was no time to stop and ask.

Every thrust had his knot grinding against Dak’s hole, as it got harder and thicker, until finally the Swiftwing was at the edge. With a powerful thrust, he plunged his cock deep inside the boy, knot shoving inside of him as Dak cried out with the pleasure and the pain. The knot swelled, locking them together as Winger threw his head back with a roar of pleasure, cock throbbing hard as he spilled, filling Dak’s wanton hole with every hot thick ounce of his seed.

Dak was breathless and wide eyed, collapsed against the ground as he was forced into a second climax, stunned by what had just happened. “Wh-wha…” he could barely even think, let alone talk, as he felt Winger’s cock hot inside of him, stomach bulging with both seed and the size of his mate’s length. “Wh-what was that …?” he gasped out, shakily reaching a hand underneath him, feeling his stomach as he flushed hotly with the realization that if he had been a girl , he definitely would’ve just gotten knocked up by a dragon .

“That… Dak… was my knot…” Winger chuckled nervously as he shifted on his hind legs, swallowing hard.

“What in Thor’s name is a knot …?” Dak groaned, feeling sore already before he tried pulling away, only to hiss when he couldn’t.

“Stop! Don’t… don’t try to pull away.” Winger groaned quietly, his cock throbbing as the motion milked it of more cum. “Nng… We’re… we’re locked together… just for a few minutes, okay? It’ll shrink on its own…”

Dak groaned, closing his head as he pressed his cheek against the grassy ground, “Okay…” he muttered, before stretching out as best he could, ignoring the warning growl above him. “Mm… that felt really good…” he moaned softly, cock twitching pitifully underneath him. “Why… didn’t we do that sooner ?” He grinned lightly, squirming as he heard Winger whimper at him. “Too much, big guy~?” he teased lightly, eyes sparkling.

“You… are impossible… You can’t already want more?” Winger groaned, sounding tired.

“I want everything you’ve got Wing… but we can wait until we’re back at the Roost. Next, I want to try sucking your cock… I want to see this knot for myself~”

“Nng… you’re going to be the death of me, Dak…” Winger huffed quietly, shaking his head as he pressed closer to the boy underneath him, cock throbbing with the boy’s words.

“Love you too, Wing,” Dak returned with a tired smirk. “Mm… yeah … definitely doing this again soon…”

Notes:

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed the fic! And again, let me know if you want a smut scene between these two~

As always, Kudos and comments are appreciated! They keep me writing more for you guys to enjoy!

~ D.C.