Intoxicated Without Bock

by Fireflower

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Daring Do, Anthro, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Romance, Porn, Dragons, Profanity
Length: 7183

One shot clopfic: Daring Do x Knuckerbocker; presumably takes place sometime after Daring Do and the Eternal Flower. For all the exploits written in the books, this new adventure happens to be one left out of the pages from even the most prying eyes.

It's no secret there are other signs of life within and beyond Equestria, still tied down to the planet yet not to their lifestyles or processing; nevertheless, even those species in question had their own way of doing things here and there, something they can all relate to: of them, dragons are the most mysterious of the bunch due to having a checkered history, with and without the ponies alone.

Knuckerbocker himself is no exception to that rule at all, having lived in the Isles of Scaly for who knows how long, not that anyone would have the patience to care for; of course, that was just perfect for a dragon like for they shun fancy things like proximity for example, a trait ponies happen to share far too often than not for one reason and/or another no less.

Speaking of which, his fortress of solitude will become a meeting place for an unexpected guest heading his way: a simple adventurer by the name of Daring Do, otherwise known to many as A. K. Yearling, also happens to harbor another secret unbeknownst to either of their species in question, not that it'd stop the turn of events from unfolding before themselves all the same.

Published 2021-07-28 04:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-07-28 04:40:00 UTC

Binary Coded Exuberance

Author's Note

This is my forty–seventh clopfic out of the many that were made: aside from using canon characters this time as anthropomorphic beings instead of their normal forms, this is perhaps the first story in which involves a new pairing, hence the cover; of course, this is also a Mature–rated fanfic so unless you're in eighteen plus panel, stop right now and hit the back button.

Anyways, I just want to state for the record that, like before My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; that is all, nothing more, nothing less.

Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends: I can assure you what shocked me is the fact it took under a fortnight to finish writing, editing, and uploading it to the site since I'd given into fleshing it out completely at my expense, so much so I had to take it easy; I hope you can appreciate the effort I'd put in writing all of it and that we'd meet again soon, like before.

Binary Coded Exuberance

Light in and of itself was capable of traveling to and from anywhere throughout the whole wide world rather almost instantaneously; in addition, it also was accompanied by the warmth as well. Because of this, it had unveiled a whole slew of colors coming in many different hues and shades whatsoever, each of them painting the overall landscape in an attempt to provide it some identity. Given the very situation at hand, it was best to assume for the most part that the day was just about to begin; after all, such imagery would be best captured by the observantly wariest ones.

A bright clear day entered freeform gracefully over the world, its inhabitants graced with the sights of a much distant yet lonely plasma within the light blue firmament. The only things that had dared to reach them but to no avail were mountainous megaliths opened with heat and light more stagnant and fluid than thunderbolts and lightning. As a result of their beings’ fiber, an exertion of influence could be felt within every aspect of the environment and its very denizens alike, only fit for just one particular type. Even though there were patches of lush vegetation discovered within the landscape, almost every single one of them were currently dryly burned husks of their former selves. The rocky areas of were etched between themselves by the deep crevasses and ravines filled with only both hot and cold minerals coexisting into a stagnant metamorphosis. Compared to the water reflecting the lights above and nearby as they’d surrounded the landmass, molten extrusions flowed from the bases with the darkly vermilion glows. Although that aircraft and watercraft were found to be traveling near and far, they were few and proud like the marines brave and bold to conduct the malleable trafficking. Out of the many things lingering on within the atmosphere, ash and sparks were dancing lightly in the winds as they were carrying noisome aromas all throughout the area.

Speaking of which, there were a scant number of at least a couple dragons flying out and about freely, unbound by the gravity that held the world together. Defined amongst themselves were likenesses in fair dignity with common variations appearance: sizes, shapes, shades, scents, surfaces, and sights all in all. In spite of it all, whatever differences these uniformly lifeforms were enough for many potential observers to take note, contributing to the collective dearth.

Of course, the dragons themselves weren’t the only ones out and about at this early waking hour: a gilded pegasus was flying about too, albeit closer to the ground compared to the former group. Despite having a short mane and tail combination possessing an equal color scheme, the owner’s racing stripes were in various shades of gray, despite being predominantly dark with such youth. Eyes of heliotropes circled around the gilded pegasus’ pupils, both overlaid by a pair of glowing green goggles as they’d matched the wearer’s jacket covering much, save for both the forearms. Supplementary to the jaded traveler’s attire were a beige topi with a jade ribbon covering its owner’s tresses while matching the pants and big brown boots doing the same with the satchel.

“Ahh, it’s a good thing I’d chosen to get up pretty earlier in the morning: I needed a break from all the reading and writing lately, especially since Miss Velvet’s on vacation; speaking of which, I think it’s about time I pay an old friend a visit…” the gilded pegasus had wheezed about, soaring through the airstreams in the diurnal landscape while remaining undetected by the others.

In any case, the jaded traveler’s words went unheard as the direction taken was set far apart from the mass of scarce dragons still flapping about against the wind no less; needless to say, the lone individual had wasted no time whatsoever in approaching the smoking area up in front the line of eyesight almost immediately all the same so to speak of no less.

At the very same time, everything was, by and large, more in tune with nature, despite being barren: the lack of grass was one significant indicator. Whatever birds found to be taking itself to a high level within their new flightpath stayed quiet, save for a few tweets, as they’d traveled on and about. Within the dream drop distance of life was a large sea of sand and fog, each of its fiber in various combinations already created bewildering camouflage. The calm gentle breeze had still traversed all through the rocky terrain as the lifeless landscape remained loud and proud of its uniformed foundation. A few bits and pieces of skeletal remains were discovered to have been scattered across the flat surface area served as a fair warning of what laid on. Given the immense size of such an acreage, it’d have seemed that the sheer probability of finding anything residing inside here was rather nonexistent. The spicy aroma had climbed up from the ground as they blended well enough on their own with the opened atmosphere and its free–flowing oxygen. All that was left to complete this very scene was at least a stray cavern in any varying state of corporeality being etched alongside the environment.

There was at least one and inside lain a dark copper dragon resting in the shadows as smoke had climbed out in the broad daylight prior to soon dissipating about no less. Although both eyes were pointed to the opening therein, they were closed anyway, rending the very mystery ongoing as far as anybody of either species was concerned. Under no circumstances were the copper dragon’s horns had been pointing anywhere in the same direction, darkly enough to contribute to the enigma all the while.

In spite the intimidating size, shape, shade, and sounds alone, peace and tranquility were still upheld all the same so to speak: after all, solitude seemed to be the only thing keeping the heavy sleeper far away from the mass of potential observers in general; given the time of day, snoring was all that had been done even as the golden sun shone upon high above while in the darkness. Of course, this loneliness wasn’t even going to last much longer as a stray visitor was found to be approaching the copper dragon: the identity in question was the gilded pegasus from not too long ago trotting alone and without sound directly towards the area; despite the rather seemingly immeasurable density posed by the former’s presence, the latter was still undeterred nonetheless. The fact that the jaded traveler was walking amidst the heat underneath the hooves served to be of little concern whatsoever: nostrils flared up with the scent of air being filled to the brim with heat inhaled by its owner as some coughs were then heard; thankfully, the heavy sleeper didn’t budge as the former was left alone to stare at the latter in the meantime without any bias or fear. At the very least, the gilded pegasus was now up close and personal with the copper dragon yet still kept the distance between: the latter was the only one still snoring in the cave while the former took a seat on the ground adjacent to the entrance alone; in any case, the eyelids started to find themselves slowly closing in, causing the heliotrope orbs to see some darkness all the same.

The jaded traveler sat the brown satchel onto the ground gently and faced the sky with the back against the stone wall near the heavy sleeper no less; considering the timing therein, this was the only commonality shared amongst the two creatures in a matter of seconds as far as they were concerned.

Time had passed on through space alongside with the inhabitants whom were drifting aimlessly as the stars amongst the never–ending blackness floated on, each of them to prompt any wayward traveler to harken back to the memories of life when the richest beverage kept their spirits up until their next destination and from the mouth of madness. Of course, time itself was the only thing that remained constant in the ever–changing plane of existence where many variables had come in all shapes and size, coexisting alongside either in unions or divisions thereof as they transcended boundaries without incident to say the least; then again, almost all of them succumbed to the folding sooner or later. This interval however would prove to be a special case since that there were those who have found themselves still standing rather than stumbling and falling to the depths of their failure nonetheless; however, not all of them were doing so as the whole wide world turned on its own axis: out of many of those in question, there was indeed a few no less.

Not much has changed for it was still morning, something that the earth can relate to as the dry terrain was fresh with heat, its spicy aromas being carried off by the gentle breezes providing relief to the few caught in the midst of the environment. This was best shown with both the lifeforms: the gilded pegasus out in the light and the copper dragon deep inside the shadows; despite having nothing in common whatsoever, they were still unaware of each other by virtue of being firmly asleep. At the very least, the two were still left alone to their own devices, both untouched by either the environment and its miscellaneous inhabitants; of course, there was still the matter of some heat but nothing harmful had came to them at all nevertheless.

Still, this peace and quiet shared by themselves separately couldn’t last as the jaded traveler had began to frisson and swelter about as both eyes tightly clenched while she’d grasp the accessory as if it were holding onto something for dear life no less.

Sure enough, the gilded pegasus screamed, “NO…!”

“HMM?!” a loud snort escaped from the cave, catching the jaded traveler off–guard as both were awaken to purity instantaneously; of the two, the heavy tenant was quick to take a peak outside, “WHAT WAS THAT; WHO’S THERE?!”

“Shit…!” the gilded pegasus had said sharply.

It didn’t take long for the copper dragon to take a glance at the jaded traveler and greeted softly, “oh, it’s you here; good morning, Daring Do…”

“Knuckerbocker, I’m real sorry for waking you; I was feeling a little tired myself after leaving home pretty earlier today…!” the aforementioned visitor had stuttered a bit while quickly staring into the heavy host’s emerald splashed eyes immediately, “is everything okay…?”

“You tell me: last time we’d met, you and your uncle were running off throughout the island after making our way to the Isles of Scaly; now, it seems you’ve managed to head out all the way there by yourselves and at this time of day no less…” coughed the titular tenant while turning away to avoid landing a direct hit upon the gilded pegasus.

Despite this, the jaded traveler had smelled the faint traces of smoke anyway and wheezed about instantaneously, “ever since that day, I had to keep training to stay physically fit enough to be an adventurer, let alone write them; of course, thanks to a certain so–and–so, I had to change addresses so I would keep going here and there.”

“Why would you want to: you have plenty of homes; what could’ve possible inspired you to do it so many times…?” the copper dragon asked as the air outside became fresh again for Daring Do to breathe in, despite the fumes, “we dragons don’t have such problems with intruders: we can shoot fire, roar loudly, and boot them outside…”

“Only because you’re the biggest one I know and even then, I tend to avoid the others for those reasons alone, no offense; compared to them, Doctor Caballeron and Ahuizotl are more of the active threats when it comes to adventuring: like me, they have the taste for artifacts as well…” the gilded pegasus replied as the heavy host had looked on.

Knuckerbocker maintained a neutral stance and spoke, “I can tell: most creatures, especially ponies like yourselves, usually avoid us unless they’re looking for something; in any case, do you want to go inside now…?”

“Considering I’d risked getting killed on my way here and there, I don’t see any reason why not; thank you, my friend…” the jaded traveler had answered, now taking the time to drag the brown satchel alongside and enter the cave where the copper dragon had remained inside no less, “so, how was life treating you so far: have you ever thought about having a hobby…?”

“It’s nothing to worry about; it’s always been the same–old story: eat the same amount of gems, fly the same skies, and sit in front the same kind of opening alone…” the heavy host had huffed as a small flame shot out from the lips and lapped against the rocky wall nearby; soon, they were so quick to see nothing but precious metals and jewels filling up much of the room in question.

It didn’t take much for Daring Do to become illuminated by its shimmer and shine but they were nothing compared to its owner: Knuckerbocker was full of muscle, outmatching the visitor in terms of surface area by no more than roughly a threefold overall; in addition, a lax prepuce was found within the latter’s waistline, leaving the former’s visage burning brighter than the scales.

Despite the bareness, the gilded pegasus found the strength to look away, struggling to speak for the copper dragon to listen here and there no less, “don’t you get kind of lonely in these parts of the Isles: I mean you are a dragon after all; there any mates you were or are interested in so far…?”

“Of course, but we don’t always mate for life, let alone carry the same societal traditions as your kind does best, Daring Do…” the humongous host answered as the jaded guest took a seat on the barest spot of the cave, bereft of both coins and crystals alike, “we do, however, have a way of choosing our leaders: the Gauntlet of Fire, an obstacle course to claim the bloodstone scepter. Any dragon that braved this treacherous race to touch it first would be chosen as the new Dragon Lord so long as they’d survive; currently, Torch has been calling the shots lately since he’s biggest and strongest of the dragons but his time will be running out: by then, he’ll have a course set up for us to determine a successor soon in the hopes they’d take on all the responsibilities.”

“Like what…?” the eponymous equine inquired.

At once, Knuckerbocker answered simply, “how law and customs are observed; of course, it’s not easy for a good reason but it’s way better than how we dragons had once ruled: even our predecessors from over a millennia ago had to deal with the trouble of wars between ourselves and other creatures like and unlike us, such as rocs for example.”

“I see what you mean and we ponies didn’t fare much better; before the Princesses had ruled Equestria, we were once apart…” the gilded pegasus said softly as the photons outside their shared domain had started to become slightly reduced in the process, “around that same time, we’d came from across the Celestial Sea separately: earths, unicorns, and pegasi with homes. Even though we’d lived on the same continent, we weren’t living in complete harmony with each other or ourselves: each of us were always at war with each other as well as the wildlife that had attacked us, especially Bugbears; due to their mysterious origins, we’d believed their numerous variations and subspecies were the work of Grogar’s evil magic. Because many of us were dying on a regular daily basis as well as the overpopulation of our homelands, it was time to leave for the new worlds: of course, not everypony went to Equestria directly, much less found worlds uninhabited. Realistically, adapting to the new world as we’d have known it meant coming to terms with the changes differentiating between our ancestral homelands and places like Equestria; as previously mentioned, there were others like us that were inhabiting it, living deep inside the wildernesses made up of trees, rocks, sands, or even near the coastlines, but you already knew that by then. What you don’t know was that the founding of our nation was no less perilous than the others countries that had spoken our languages such as Austailian and the like; after all, it was before the Discovery Generation, a time when the Ternary Islands were invaded by the Castro Empire over half a millennium ago during those times, some of which included the sorcerer himself. In spite as well as because of the expansionist in general and Grogar’s powers in particular, one hero stood up to challenge him: a unicorn named Gusty had united other like–minded ponies together to banish him from Equestria with the help of others; although remembered as one of the earliest heroes, she didn’t live long enough to see more following after his imperialist reign. Afterwards, more than plenty of agriculture had developed but many of the tribes didn’t share the prosperity with one another, let alone appreciate the peace earned and kept; eventually, winter came but unlike the ones experienced in much of the old world, it was so much more to the point of destroying much of our crops, albeit worse than back then so to speak of. Because of the destruction, each of the three tribes sent a leader and a subordinate to a summit: first, Princess Platinum and her advisor Clover the Clever had both represented the unicorns; next was Commander Hurricane and Private Pansy representing the pegasi in their entirety; last, Chancellor Puddinghead and secretary Smart Cookie served as the earth pony’s representatives. It’d been hoped that by coming together as one, they’d be able to figure out how to stop the blizzard, yet this didn’t happen: instead, more blame had been passed around between one another before deciding to seek out for greener pastures and safety too; of course, this wouldn’t be the last time they’d be seeing each other, let alone at the same time no less.”

“Wow, how pathetic: even in the face of danger, they couldn’t be bothered to band together for longer periods; even dragons understand the importance of teamwork in times of dire straits…” the copper dragon snorted softly with derision.

Either way, the jaded guest continued to speak to the humongous host, “agreed and the dire straits alone were more than enough to help them learn a lesson: by the time they’d found themselves caught in another blizzard, the leading half of the sextet ended up getting frozen solid after taking refuge in in a cave. All that had remained were their assistants whom were able to hold out long enough to learn the cause of the snowstorm in question: a bunch of windigos were feeding upon the hate being shared by all of the ponies, allowing them to unleash their icy bombardment; thankfully, they’d realized their only hope for salvation was to abandon all of their petty grudges completely. Embracing each other’s companies, their newfound camaraderie have led to lives of their superiors being saved and extended to and the foundation of a new holiday, Hearth’s Warming: after the Fire of Friendship was stoked, the windigos were driven away due to the tribes joining forces together and sharing the land and its prosperity with each other and the rest of the natives.”

“But not the dragons, I’m afraid; perhaps, it’d seems that after all this time, you ponies still have a long way to go with my kind…” Knuckerbocker had scoffed in response as a stray green eye was now pointed to the fading light from the outside world itself, “as a matter of fact, I have enough reason to believe that your return home will be met with a small delay I’m afraid…”

“What?!” Daring Do exclaimed softly as sure enough, a soft plop soon bounced up against the sands and rocks instantaneously, subsiding throughout the surface area before subsiding into the folds without any opposition; soon, more drops of the same textures found their own way upon them until additional reinforcements had gained ground almost immediately with little warning.

It didn’t even take long so for the earth underneath themselves to be supersaturated almost in an instant as far as they can see it clearly, watching the terrain becoming drenched in the process by the downpour from the current location where they’d taken refuge inadvertently so to speak of.

Either way, the copper dragon was quick on the draw when it came to speaking to the gilded pegasus despite the rainstorm no less, “at the very least, most dragons aren’t as weak to ponies when it comes to passing the time: after all, the only benefit to sleeping is not letting whatever storm affect us; of course, the snowstorm itself is one of the only real risks to our well–being…”

“As with us: even though we’ve not a single problem with the snow themselves, we can’t stay out too long, lest we’ll get sick…” the jaded traveler replied to the humongous host as the former reached into the chocolaty satchel to pick out three slender bottles, “besides that, the only thing we’ve able to accomplish in the past millennia is adapt and overcome when it comes to climate.”

“Just what are you trying to do here…?” Knuckerbocker asked as Daring Do took off both boots at once, baring the hooves out for the warm dry ground to cushion the softest impact made in the process no less.

Taking the time to stand on both of them, the gilded pegasus smirked and answered the copper dragon at once, “you’ll see soon enough, friend…”

As soon as the jaded guest faced the falling rain, the monochromatic mane were completely freed from the owner’s topi almost immediately as gravity had kicked in. After stripping away the jacket and pants, Daring Do was down to a snow white ensemble of an undershirt and knickers, baring both flanks to show a compass rose. Already, the gilded pegasus showed off a limber yet curvaceous torso as soon as the remaining fabric was raised, bearing a vast cleavage with both ords on display. Almost immediately, the jaded guest was sensing the hot tepid atmosphere of oxygen dousing the coat on her lightly muscular body as the panties were discarded. At once, Daring Do took the initiative to step out of the cave, this time with the pouring rain now falling onto the mane first in full force based on what its owner felt. Any thoughts the gilded pegasus had become irrelevant now, already drenched in the running compound and embracing the lukewarm reception provided there.

Within only seconds, she’d reached for an aquamarine bottle and had started squirting some fluid out onto her hands immediately. Both of the ears were Daring Do’s first target, flopping about already as her hands currently had gone into and out of themselves. Secondly, the gilded pegasus began scrubbing her face starting with the cheeks, wiping away the accumulated stains of yesterday. Next, she’d bristled around her neck with a free hand in a caressing glee, the foam finally laying claim on the body against odds. A discontented frown had started taking formation as Daring Do began to wash both underarms as well as the shoulders no less. Then with the spume now seeping down the back, the gilded pegasus had chortled quietly whilst scouring her bosoms and abs. More bubbles were circling around her tail and fundament as such handiwork had soothingly polished them simultaneously. Soon, Daring Do bent over and began washing her gaskins from top to bottom until her hands reached down to both hooves. Afterwards, the gilded pegasus was completely covered in foam, despite the rain sliding them off of her body within only seconds.

“Interesting, despite having a home to call your own, you choose to take advantage of a sudden rainstorm to have a shower…” the humongous host had commented freely while looking upon the jaded guest currently doused in some rainwater all the while, “something tells me you’d planned this out beforehand; after all, it’s what you pegasi do around here…”

“Not quite, when you’ve amassed a reputation for traveling the world and the seven seas looking for artifacts here and there, there will always be others ready to thin out the competition on the spot, especially if they go so far as to break into a hotel room and tear it all up looking for me…” Daring Do chuckled as she’d returned to the edge of the ingress where the three bottles had lain.

The gilded pegasus had reached for a big purple bottle amongst them, picked it up, squirted some onto her wet tresses, and lathered them all. With her monochromatic mane and tail turned into a lighter color than before, they were both cleansed thoroughly by the same compound. Repetition followed as Daring Do had spouted off some more, lathering her locks with increased fruition, and rinsed all over again as such. It wasn’t long before the gilded pegasus switched out one bottle with another from the same spot from earlier: a slender pink to be precise.

Afterwards, her flowerbed had caught some undivided attention as she’d found herself reaching firmly between both gaskins without so much as a care. Covering the sheath, a hand was quickly padded over and started rubbing it slowly, feeling the slowly tightening reaction now already chaffing about. A gradually loud moan had escaped from Daring Do’s muzzle, especially after she’d started to nudge throughout it, thanks to their contrasting textures. In no time whatsoever, they’d been increasing in quantity and volume as well, especially now Daring Do spread both legs apart and made small moves. Still scouring in between the softly tight velvet undercarriage, another high–pitched moan had escaped from the gilded pegasus’ mouth instantaneously. A jolt had travel up to her spine, quivering with pleasure as she was stroking up and down in her own flowerbed before wedging itself back effortlessly. With its contents gathering around, Daring Do was moaning in a blissful ecstasy as a clear fluid of her own making splashed onto her hands and ground.

As the nerves and stamina inside the gilded pegasus’ whole body finally regained control almost immediately, she quickly collapsed onto the wet sand, facing the precipitation with satisfaction. The earth underneath herself was still supersaturated due to downpour and the other solutions washed away in the process because of the actions in question taken by the likes of her alone. With many of the raindrops still descending throughout the copper dragon’s very body at once, Daring Do smiled anyway from the loose textures of what had been in store long ago anyway. Soon, the gilded pegasus had opened wide and collected a mouthful of rainwater from above in so little time whatsoever, not much could ever be said about the taste, or lack thereof overall.

After swallowing it all, she was quick to sigh softly all through the while, “Knuckerbocker… please, take me… give me… some love, friend…”

“What?!” the aforementioned eyewitness choked out in response to Daring Do’s moan, watching her still being pounded by the rain, “get a grip…!”

“Please, take me…” the gilded pegasus whined.

A brief moment of silence had emanated between themselves as the downpour still kept at it all the same so to speak of no less: of them, the copper dragon felt tempted to unleash a full barrage fire of words yet felt restrained by the course of recent events; despite everything, a few of which have still managed to escape the muzzle almost immediately, “as you wish…”

Within only seconds, the humongous host sprang from his domicile on two knees and planted his muzzle in the direction of her sheath as a forked tongue slipped out from there. Almost immediately, Knuckerbocker slowly slid right into Daring Do’s undercarriage, earning a giggle from her as he’d started licking the few contents away without resistance. Quickly, the copper dragon had currently felt a hand resting on his scaly head after sliding his very tongue inwardly, no doubt a spontaneous response from the gilded pegasus. All other options left for her was to moan slowly yet loudly for her flowerbed was so tight; even so, he’d soon ran his tongue around her legs as they were being spreaded apart. Apparently, Knuckerbocker could barely help himself but drooled every time his pink tongue went sliding in and out of Daring Do’s sheath repetitively and feeling his claws. At long last did the gilded pegasus gave out more small moans which then turned into loud yelps of happiness the moment the copper dragon had licked further deeper inward. A sheer cold from his icy tongue had caused the same clear fluid from herself to squirt onto his taste buds warmly in kind, all of which were diluted by the ongoing downpour.

“Keep going; we’ve just barely begun and I refuse to let myself rest until we’re both fully satisfied together…!” Daring Do had huffed while Knuckerbocker was still deep inside of her sopping supersaturated undercarriage no less, “besides, an adventurer such as myself needs some exploration from the likes of you, old friend…”

“Brace yourself…!” the copper dragon said, pushing the gilded pegasus’ gaskins slightly upward to discover another similar crevice nearby the flowerbed almost in due time.

She’d suddenly felt his claws digging into her coat as she felt him stretched the croup wider, feeling his tongue now stuck inside with little warning; this had made the former squeal, “OH, YOU DIRTY DRAKE; I NEVER IMAGINED THAT YOU WOULD BE QUICK TO EAT ME OUT…!”

Knuckerbocker didn’t ever care to listen as his forked tongue was currently licking inside Daring Do’s flanks whereas she’d still rested her head upon the wet topsoil underneath them. Just when the gilded pegasus thought the very world was feeling so cold, it was the dribble from the copper dragon muzzle’s surpassing the point of being even more so than its rain. She’d only attempted to reach down to her bust and started furbishing the leftmost rhythmically as he began permeating throughout her fundament in a silent way despite the storms. As Knuckerbocker was slurping and licking within them all, his salivation had dripped right deep inside of Daring Do, its frigidity causing her to cry out a series of loud climatic moans. Listening clearly to the gilded pegasus’ plethora of voluptuous sultry cries, it was some sort of the enthralling kind of such encouragement for the copper dragon as he licked deeper. Happy to continue onward, he was quick to find that the very sensation was more appetizing than any foodstuff in question, especially since she was firmly in his grasp at the moment. The state in which the twosome were in was ironically comfortable, especially when Daring Do found it much helpful that Knuckerbocker had stopped to lap at her velvety sheath. The brief intervals of time granted to the gilded pegasus were made by the likes of the copper dragon alternating between her croup and undercarriage repetitively with such detail.

“Hah…” he’d panted, letting go of her limbs gently while rising to look upon the wet and matted body they were still attached to, “how are you liking the foreplay, Daring Do: pleased to find that it’d been to your preference so far; tell me, what else would you also desire from a friend of yours…?”

“Your cock underneath my pussy; I want to see how it feels before I take it all in…” the titular traveler tittered about as she’d stood straight back up to display both of her haunches with only a wave of the monochromatic tail and the solution trailing downward upon all cannons for the aroused Knuckerbocker to see rather clearly without a care in the whole wide world whatsoever.

Eventually, the gilded pegasus felt a set of claws planted on her shoulders as she was lifted ten inches off the ground, no doubt the work of the copper dragon whom was still gentle no less.

Almost immediately, she’d felt his shaft becoming nestled deeply within her own legs at once, directly underneath the sheath slowly but surely along with the same claws now upon the sides. Initially, the movement began slowly like before, gaining some momentum as Knuckerbocker watched Daring Do bend forward until her magenta eyes had faced the sand adjacent to them. Under no small amount of time whatsoever did the copper dragon start feeling his yard slowly maintain its strength as the gilded pegasus moaned softly with every grinding amongst their skin. During the whole time, she’d felt him rest his hands around her cleavage and thought about reaching down near her undercarriage for pleasure, not that it was ever necessary to begin with. Engulfed by the burning sensation upon their faces, Daring Do was now moaning the loudest since her flowerbed was being rubbed up against by the likes of Knuckerbocker abaft herself. Verging on the edge of a discharge, their collective momentum increased almost immediately as the copper dragon still bounced up against the gilded pegasus with such growing determination. It wasn’t long until he’d started losing his grip onto her very bosoms as she was also suffering through a similar situation; nevertheless, she didn’t mind the discomfort within them anyway. Even as Knuckerbocker’s knees were about ready to give way, Daring Do finally squealed aloud as he’d emptied himself into the sand eventually, finally satisfied by the payoff of their labors.

The gilded pegasus had heaved as she’d broken away from the copper dragon at once, readily collapsing back onto the ground without any warning in exhaustion yet still finding the remaining strength to stand alone on her knees as he’d spoken softly in the meantime, “hah, I’m sorry about that, Daring Do; it’d been a long time since I’d felt something like this…”

“Don’t worry about it; the last time I had something like this near my cunt, I’d almost felt like it was gonna fall inside the bathtub…” she’d responded gently with some intermittent panting as her own legs had threatened to betray her at any given time so to speak, “at least this time, I know it’ll still be a good fit: it’s like a whopping foot long from the Avenues…”

“Are you sure that you want to do this: you’d just said something about what could’ve happened in the shower; what if you end up bleeding…?” Knuckerbocker had asked as both he and Daring Do begun to catch their own breaths, her using what remaining strength within to go and rest both hands onto the ground underneath them.

Wiggling both flanks in the copper dragon’s viewpoint, the gilded pegasus answered wistfully about without so much as a care no less, “it’s still raining anyway: if it can wash away my nectar, then it’d surely do the same here; besides, your cum is starting to feel a lot more promising than ever after what you’d done to me recently…”

“Really…?” he’d said with a deep breath as his shaft remained firm, tacky on account of being soiled with both achromatic fluids as well as precipitation threatening to clear it all out of sight, not that it was of any concern for the likes of her, “that was just only the preliminary, nothing more…”

“Then fuck me rotten, big boy: I’d love to take your huge cock in either my dirty pussy or slutty butt; besides, your tongue already had put me at ease big boy so why don’t you give this little adventurous whore some midday fucking already, will you please…?” Daring Do had snarled all too frolicsome, still shaking her body to and fro up in front of Knuckerbocker slightly no less.

Still kneeling up straight and reoriented directly towards the gilded pegasus’ fundament gently, the copper dragon snorted about, “very well then…”

Without any hesitation, he’d heaved before slowly stretching her haunches wide once more with feeling, his yard going directly inside of it thoroughly as the latter’s blushing grin grew wider. Needless to say, Daring Do was currently feeling more inclined each time Knuckerbocker had slowly rubbed throughout her flanks with his prepuce in and out gently, wavering on and off. Some vastly small high–pitched moans escaped from the gilded pegasus supersaturated muzzle yet again along with the added panting, turning into intensely thunderous yelps of happiness. Even the copper dragon could barely help himself but grunted, panted, and moaned as well every time that his own thrusting shaft was shuffling into the fundament all throughout the way. Sure enough, they’d started to gain some momentum, loving every second of such togetherness with but a little more tenderness as they both were moving around and about in synchronicity. Because of the hot and heavy atmosphere gaining ground, such perspiration already poured throughout one another and salivation slowly escaping from their mouths with loud moanings. With their continuous efforts now getting to a highpoint again closely since such excitement was just around the corner, the two were already comfortably numbed to their shared wanderlusts.

“Ahn~!” she’d cried as he slid his yard all the way through her already supersaturated haunches, feeling himself escape into her: this time, its tickled pink warmth began conjoining with his cold saliva within the spiked abyss; still, its reminiscence of typhoon force winds drilled into her with great pleasure, “oh yeah, that hit the spot…”

“Are you okay…?” Knuckerbocker asked Daring Do whom was still panting and moaning from the stinging pain within her flanks, slumping back down onto the ground for the rain to wash it all down once more with feeling.

Turning around, the gilded pegasus had faced the copper dragon with clarity as her sheath still flowed with the transparently achromatic compounds going in and out, answering him without a care no less, “I’ve never felt any better: your cock is way better than any other cock I’ve seen so far; even I’m gonna be walking all funny after this one…”

“Are you sure you’re gonna be fine even after what I’d done…?” he’d asked softly as both rain and sweat emanated from him as she latched onto her undercarriage and rightmost bust gently, “you would’ve been bleeding out at this rate had I kept on going…”

“I know that; why else did I need it underneath my twat: it’s not like I’m looking to have my insides destroyed too easily, am I right…?” Daring Do guffawed as she was rubbing her own flesh gently with the precipitation hitting her coat before rising to face Knuckerbocker’s prepuce again, this time feeling some lingering concupiscence in sheer comparison to way much earlier.

At this rate, the copper dragon watched as the gilded pegasus squirming her way towards his shaft with the very same redness upon the visage as he’d gulped almost instantaneously, “gyuh…”

He’d remained still even as she still bent her knees, glancing at his yielding yard with only but a profligate grin whilst quietly giggling about no less. Using both hands, Daring Do started kneading Kunckerbocker’s prepuce around playfully like a joystick with her own muzzle just centimeters away. Although the copper dragon embraced the gilded pegasus handiwork, he’d still refrained from losing the static composure as she gripped him gently. Still, all that changed when she’d stuck her tongue out from there, the loose salivation beginning to cover the surface area of his supersaturated shaft. Decently put, Daring Do had taken in all the time and space in occupying Knuckerbocker’s yard, lacquering up his protuberant flesh with her hot lips. All the while, the copper dragon’s stance soon started to falter a bit as the gilded pegasus was at his mercy, even as she was free to do as they wished. Yearning for some results, she’d decided to speed up the movement straightaway, at least for his sake even though that his patience had held firmly. Knuckerbocker could barely help himself but drool and blush every time he’d felt Daring Do’s hot and heavy lips going directly round his prepuce. The copper dragon begun to become aroused at what the gilded pegasus tried to do, his soft moaning the only sound being heard within the rain.

“Mph…!” she’d muffled, overwhelmed by the texture and taste of his shaft discharging into her mouth and caking the outsides of the integuments almost immediately; after it’d all dripped downward thanks to the ongoing rain, the former broke away from the latter with a smile and inquired about, “see how it feels to have some time to ourselves for once, Knuckerbocker…?”

“Indeed, now let’s go back inside before you go and catch your death of cold; at the very least, my fire will keep you warm in the meantime…” the eponymous denizen said as he’d gently scooped up Daring Do within both of his hands before carrying her off right back into his nearby cave straightaway.

The gilded pegasus was too exhausted to resist as she’d been out of the rain within due time, feeling the copper dragon’s scales; at the very least, all that was waiting for her was the heat and light inside to vaporize the moisture back into sheer nothingness. Both were now within each other’s company as the precipitation alone still onto the solid earth, still washing away the solutions but not the stardust memories themselves as pairs of eyes were staring at the singular opening to the outside world they’d concealed. Such were the lives and times both Daring Do and Knuckerbocker had shared with one another all the same; despite their differences, the labors of both love and lust lost in the echo had helped them reach a consensus away from both prying eyes and falling rain.