The morning after Hearth's Warming, Tinker and Ember had come up with a plan. Obviously, they were going to visit each other pretty often, but... Ember wanted to pick some days where she would always come visit. They had decided on holidays- Tinker made Ember a list of all the Equestrian holidays he knew of, (with his birthday as well), and she took it back home with her.

And that is what led him to being balls deep inside of Ember at 11:59 on new year's eve, trembling on the edge of climax as he ground his cock into her in order to keep himself as close as he possibly could. As the clock ticked over to 12:00, Ember bit down hard onto Tinker's neck, and just as she planned, it took only a heartbeat before Tinker was painting her womb white. She couldn't think of anything better to ring in the new year other than the sensations of Tinker's hot cum flooding her womb, sending her into an orgasm as she squeezed his tail tightly and moaned onto his neck.

Sadly, once their shared afterglow had run out, Ember had to leave. She was taking a risk flying to Tinker's house just long enough for one round, but it was worth it to start off the new year with him. Sure, he was a little sad about it, but he sent her home with a warm kiss and a nuzzle, just like he always did.

And then he found the note she had left him.

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As Tinker walked up to Ember's throne, he watched the white shape on it move a little, before the dragon curled up on it glared back at him, saying, "Go away, you shouldn't even be... uh, b-be in here..."

Fizzle wore an annoyed expression on his snout as he turned, but once he recognised Tinker, his eyes widened as it was swapped out for an expression of confusion and amazement, and then a warm blush that overtook his cheeks. Ember's note was pretty accurate; as she'd predicted, Fizzle was still hiding away in her caves the day after new year's.

Now, Tinker just had to see how accurate she was about the white dragon's massive crush on him. "Well... I think I'm allowed to be in here..." he said, as he stepped a bit closer, only to sit down on one of the steps leading to the throne. He was in his dragon body once more, and he felt his cheeks redden just slightly as Fizzle slowly turned his body around, wings wrapped around himself.

"W-Why, uh... why are you... eheh... I-I dunno where Ember is, i-if you're looking for her..." Fizzle said, starting to fidget a little bit. He stood up from the throne, moving down a step, as he said "U-Unless you just wanted to sit on the uh..."

Tinker couldn't help but grin as he looked up at Fizzle, and then down at him once he stood back up. "Well... what about something else?" He took Fizzle's hand, pulling him along as Tinker began to walk out of the throne room. The smaller dragon let out a squeak, but he didn't try to pull away either, walking along with Tinker.

"W-Where are we going?" Fizzle nervously asked.

"Well... what if I told youuu... that uh, Ember mentioned you were pretty lonely on new year's, so I thought I might come say hi... and, well, ask if there were any spots that you might have picked out for snuggles..." Tinker said, keeping a gentle, yet firm hold on Fizzle's hand.

Tinker was rather excited to be around the cute dragon, but his somewhat jumbled thoughts were nothing compared to the whirlwind storming inside of Fizzle's head. He was holding hands with the brown dragon that he'd been hopelessly crushing on, all because he heard the dragon talking to Ember about how cute he was. Him! Cute!

And not only that, he wanted... somewhere private? For cuddles? Surely he meant... but why not just... And it was hard to theorize about the dragon's motives when he was that close to him, and he could see some of his muscles on display...

Fizzle bit his lip on the way down the tunnels, before he suddenly began to slow down a little bit. "T-The uh, the lava pool... I um, I like to lay in there sometimes..." Fizzle sheepishly said, as if Tinker might somehow react negatively.

"Ooooh, well, that sounds lovely..." Tinker softly hummed, as he began to head towards the source of the warmth that drifted down some of the tunnels. Once Tinker found the pool, he strode into the room with Fizzle in tow, but... he hesitated, as he got close enough to really feel the heat of the lava.

Fizzle seemed to sense something was off, his ears flopping down as he looked up to Tinker, asking, "Are... you okay...?"

Tinker bit his lip for a moment, then he finally let go of Fizzle's hand, using that hand to scratch his neck as he said "I, uh... I know, I'm a dragon, but I've never... well, been in lava before, it just... I mean, I live outside of the dragon lands, so I grew up seeing it as a danger..."

The white dragon fidgeted with his hands while Tinker spoke, but soon he gathered a smidge of confidence and stepped into the lava pool, slowly making his way into it until he was hidden from his chest down. Then, he smiled up at Tinker, saying, "It won't, um, hurt you..."

It was hard to tell through the glow of the lava, but... was Tinker blushing now? He nervously nodded, then he placed one foot into the... oh. It... didn't hurt at all, actually. He seemed surprised, as he placed both feet in the lava, and he looked at Fizzle as he said "It... it just doesn't hurt, actually..."

"Yeah, y-you'll be okay! Come on in!" Fizzle said, smiling a bit further as he stepped back to make even more room for Tinker. Wearing a smile of his own, Tinker made his way over to Fizzle, and he wrapped his arms around the dragon in a hug.

As Fizzle tensed up, wings flaring open, Tinker simply nuzzled him a little bit and said "Well, thank you, sorry I had to find the courage first..."

"I-It's, um, t-that's okay!" Fizzle squeaked, struggling not to metaphorically melt as he tried really, really hard not to think about the bigger, stronger, hotter... ...dragon, uh, holding him. Thankfully, Tinker let go of him again, and Fizzle made his way over to one side of the pool.

As he lowered himself further into the lava, he said, "And this is uh, where I like to relax, ehehe..." as he slowly sank down to his shoulders, immersing his wings in the thick fluid. Of course, it also helped to hide the rapidly-emerging erection that had formed beneath the lava, which was never really a good thing.

Not because the lava could hurt it- lava couldn't hurt a dragon even if they drank it- but because it was very unlikely to go back down. Immersing oneselves in lava was like a full-body massage for a dragon thanks to the way the fluid moved and bubbled, but that kind of thing tended to lead to an erection getting stuck erected.

But... that was fine, Fizzle would... he'd figure something out... he hoped. As Tinker laid himself back in the lava next to Fizzle, the brown dragon let out a soft moan, closing his eyes for a few moments as he let himself sink into it. "Oooohhhhh Fiizzle...." Tinker groaned, NOT helping the smaller dragon's situation. "This feels like, amazing..."

Giving TInker a sheepish nod, Fizzle said "Y-Yeah, I... I like coming here, and just... relaxing for a while..." He glanced over at Tinker, and to his surprise, the dragon's eyes were closed.

"Mmm... yeah... it's really nice..." Tinker quietly murmured, following it up with a yawn. The room was quiet for a while after that, and Tinker's breathing stabilized as Fizzle let himself slowly relax. With time though, came temptation. Fizzle bet that Tinker was also hard underneath that lava... he just had to be, right?

Following a scattered mental argument, Fizzle slowly began to glide his hand through the lava, in the general direction of Tinker's lap... and he found it. He let out the smallest of gasps as his hand brushed against a hard, throbbing cock immersed in the lava, and before he could stop himself he gently grasped it, feeling the ridges along its underside.

Suddenly, Fizzle felt the cock twitch hard, as if Tinker had flexed it, and he also felt Tinker's hand caressing his chest at the same moment, which almost made him jump out of either his skin, the lava pool, or both. As he sat up, blushing hotly, he pulled his hands close to his snout as he said "I-I'm so sorry! I-I didn't... I was just... u-um, your um..." he stammered weakly, sounding panicked at first, though he started to calm back down once he realized that Tinker was just giving him a somewhat shy smile in return.

Tinker finally decided to make a little bit of a move, and he reached forwards to take Fizzle's hands, saying, "It's fine, Fizzle, really..." as he pulled the dragon closer. Fizzle had no choice but to slide into Tinker's lap as the dragon brought him close, and he shivered with a faint whimper as he felt his cock squish against Tinker's larger, ridged cock. As their hips met, Tinker slid one of his hands up Fizzle's back, gently hugging the smaller dragon.

He brought his snout close, a mere inch seperating them, and he gave Fizzle a faint smirk as he quietly said "I hope you realize I came here for you, Fizzle..."

To Tinker's surprise, of all the things for Fizzle to do in response, Tinker was surprised to see tears welling up in the white dragon's eyes. Taking the brown dragon by surprise, Fizzle wrapped his arms tightly around Tinker, then he kissed him. As Tinker realized what he was doing, he couldn't help but smile a little as he hugged Fizzle just as tightly in return, slowly running his hands up and down the skinny dragon's back as he began to return his kiss.

Just like Fizzle himself, the kiss started off shy and gentle, with both dragons hesitating to bring their tongues together. Tinker was the first one to bridge the gap, and when his tongue slid alongside Fizzle's tongue, it got the dragon to weakly moan into the kiss, his hips gently twitching as he briefly ground his shaft against Tinker's.

From feel alone, it was hard to tell what Fizzle was sporting, but Tinker could feel the softness of another male's balls resting against his own, and he could also feel a knot squished against his own knot. It seemed that Fizzle was pretty similar to him, just lacking the ridges!

As the two dragons settled into a proper makeout session, they both began to weakly hump against each other. Fizzle wasn't sure if he started it or if Tinker started it, and Tinker wasn't sure either. Regardless of who set the gears in motion, neither of them were willing break the kiss, or the spell that bound them to grind against each other.

Fizzle seemed to be pretty in tune with the pace of Tinker's orgasm, however, and when he felt Tinker's ridges begin to flare, he whined, before suddenly pulling back from the kiss. Fizzle struggled a bit to get his balance and move out of Tinker's lap, and Tinker let him.

"P-Please, um... s-sit on the edge, here, I... I wanna..." Fizzle began to nervously stammer, only for Tinker to give him a shy grin as he stood up. Tinker moved to the edge of the lava pool, leaving his legs hanging down into the lava as well as his tail. His cock, however, was on full display now that the lava had dripped off of his upper body, and it was finally able to begin coating itself with his slippery precum.

Tinker's wings began to slowly flare open as Fizzle scooted close in front of him, gazing up at his cock with hunger and awe in his eyes. "I-I've seen one like this before, b-but..." he whispered, bringing his snout so close that it was almost touching.

Tinker hesitated, then he said, "P-Please, I'm still close..." as he struggled to keep from panting as much as his body wanted to. With permission granted, Fizzle didn't hesitate whatsoever. The little dragon moaned as he shoved his head down onto Tinker's cock, burying all except the knot down his throat on the very first go.

As he began to bob his head on Tinker's shaft, Fizzle's tail swished back and forth just above the lava behind him, and his eyes stayed half lidded as he poured all of his focus into the taste, and the scent, and wrapping his tongue tightly around the cock , making sure to coil it around each ridge and squeeze...

It didn't take very long for Fizzle to reduce Tinker to gasping and moaning and bucking his hips, and when the dragon could tell Tinker was right on the edge, he rammed himself down, and he shoved Tinker's knot into his mouth. As Tinker's cock was buried deep in Fizzle's tightly-squeezing throat, the white dragon wrapped his tongue around Tinker's knot and squeezed, finally making Tinker blow as he arched his back and cried out, not just a moan, not just any word, but Fizzle's name.

As the echoes of "F-Fiiiiizzlleeee~!" began to fade from the tunnels, there was only the sound of Tinker's heavy panting, his soft groans, and the weak flutters of his wings as he thoroughly flooded the belly of the adorable white dragon he had come to visit. Fizzle wore a faint grin as he worked his tongue and his throat around Tinker's cock, eager to drink down as much of his hot cum as he could handle.

Of course, he didn't swallow all of it. As Tinker's orgasm gradually tapered off, Fizzle waited until the very end to pull Tinker's knot back out, then all of his ridges until only the tip was left inside of his mouth. Keeping it there, Fizzle suckled on Tinker's cock as it slowly filled his mouth with cum, letting him soak his tongue in it before reluctantly swallowing it down with all the rest.

Tinker noticed, too, the bulges in Fizzle's cheeks, the expression he wore as he tasted it, and then the bulge in his throat as he swallowed it. Once he had regained his breath, he flashed a smirk down at the white dragon, saying, "Oh, Fizzle, I knew you had it in you to do something that hot~".

Fizzle's cheeks flared a hot red, but he wasn't able to resist looking up at Tinker with his ears perked, as he shyly said "R-Really? I... I practice so much, b-but I've never... um, not with a real dragon..."

"You haven't?" Tinker asked with wide eyes. "How... hmm... is there any particular... heh, plans you had in mind, for... your first time?"

Blushing deeply, Fizzle looked down as he sheepishly mumbled a soft "M-Maybe, but... it's a bit silly..."

Tinker simply planted another soft kiss on Fizzle's lips, before whispering a soft "Just tell me~".

"Ohh dear... w-well, I... what I wanted, was um... I wanted to be bent over, w-with y- m-my dragon behind me, holding me by the hips, b-but when we're close, he would um, he would grab m-my cock, and stroke it s-so we both cum together, a-and our tails would, um... w-wrap together, but... you don't have to do that part, ehehe, cause, well, that's... you know..." Fizzle weakly said, fidgeting a little in front of Tinker.

Smiling down at him, TInker stood up, and he pulled Fizzle close as he slowly ran his hands down the dragon's back. "I dunno, Fizzle..." Tinker softly said. "You're the cutest guy I've met in a long time, and that includes ponies, who are known for being cute".

He only got a faint whimper out of the embarassed dragon, so Tinker decided to give Fizzle what he wanted- or perhaps needed- before he got too badly pent up. Tinker stepped out of the pool, letting the lava drip off of his body, then he smiled down at Fizzle as he seductively hummed "Find a good spot, and I would love to feel what it's like with my hands holding you by the hips...~"

Fizzle's heart jumped in his chest as he jumped out of the pool, unable to stop himself from letting a quiet, excited giggle squeak out of him. Oddly enough, he didn't need to search for a rock- it seemed that he'd already done so while fantasising in the past- and Tinker smiled as he walked over to a rock that was just the right height for him to lean his chest onto it and have his head laying overtop of it.

Tinker walked up behind Fizzle, and he let his hands fall onto the dragon's hips with two loud slaps, which got a cute little squeak out of the dragon as his wings flared open. "Oh, you are the culmination of every single gay thought I've ever had about other dragons..." Tinker whispered, nestling the tip of his cock just inside Fizzle's backdoor as he let the dragon's tail lay against his chest.

Fizzle softly whimpered, then he said, "B-Be gentle at first, please, I-I want to try it hard, but not for the first round, I'll need to loosen up..."

Tinker hoped to quell Fizzle's worries as he leaned down and affectionately nuzzled the dragon, whispering "Of course, Fizz...~"

He couldn't help but faintly snicker at the cute little noise Fizz made in response to the nicknake, but he had things to get to. As Tinker spoke to him, his cock had been pumping precum inside of Fizzle, soaking his backdoor in the stuff, so Tinker found it easy to fit the pointed tip of his cock inside of the smaller dragon. Fizzle let out a faint gasp as he felt Tinker finally begin to push inside of him, and he softly groaned as Tinker began to push deeper, working each of his ridges inside, one by one.

"O-Ohh, T-Tinker, it's... i-it's so warm, I h-have a few toys, b-but those, they don't- ooh!" Fizzle squeaked, as Tinker's cock twitched firmly inside of him, forcing his tip to briefly press against the dragon's prostate, making his cock twitch underneath himself.

Soon enough, Tinker popped his last ridge inside, and Fizzle shivered as Tinker pressed his knot firmly against him. Thankfully, Tinker didn't try to get it inside just yet. Instead, he laid his weight down on top of Fizzle, nuzzling the dragon softly as he flexed his cock inside of him. "You feeling okay...?" Tinker softly hummed.

Fizzle couldn't help but blush hotly at the softness in Tinker's voice. He'd always expected his first time to me rough and painful at first, and yet... Tinker felt so good inside of him that he was struggling not to cum already! He sucked in a breath, letting it out as a breathy groan, then he weakly said "Y-Yes, you feel amazing, t-thank you for not being rough with me..."

"You don't have to thank me for that..." Tinker softly said, "But you're welcome anyway~". Tinker gave Fizzle a little while longer to get used to his size, then he slowly began to pull back as he softly groaned onto Fizz's neck. The smaller dragon couldn't stop himself from clenching down tightly onto Tinker's cock as it slid out of him, and when Tinker slowly thrusted it back inside, he fit his entire cock back within Fizzle with just one thrust. It was a slow one, but his cock slid from tip to knot inside of Fizzle in just one motion, and then Tinker began to pull back again!

Tinker wanted to keep it fresh in Fizzle's mind that he was holding him by the hips, so rather than hold Fizzle against the rocks and thrust into him, Tinker began to pull Fizzle back onto his cock with each thrust he made. The first few attempts were a little bit shaky, but soon enough, his hips and his arms synchronized enough to rock Fizzle with every thrust he made.

As Fizzle approached his first orgasm, his moans began to grow breathier and shakier, and he began to squeeze down even tighter around Tinker's cock. Tinker was growing close as well, because instead of holding himself back, he was pouring all of his focus into pleasuring himself, enjoying Fizzle's tight ass, fantasising about all the positions he could put the cute little dragon in, thinking about what he would taste like, thinking about how cute and squishy his butt was despite how skinny he was...

When Fizz began to weakly gasp "I-I'm, ah~!, c-close, Tinker..~!", the brown dragon rushed into motion. He bent over Fizzle, pinning him down to the rock, then his instincts took hold as he opened his maw, biting down onto Fizzle's neck. Immediately, Fizzle's wings flared open as his head shot into the air, tongue hanging out of his mouth as his body tensed up.

He still hadn't cum yet, teetering on the razor's edge, so Tinker quickly ran one hand underneath Fizzle to grab onto his cock, squeezing it tightly. With a grunt, Tinker began to thrust again, but his hand moved in sync with his hips. Every time he stuffed his cock inside of Fizzle, he stroked his hand to the base of Fizzle's cock, and every time he pulled out, his hand slid to the leaking tip of the smaller dragon's cock.

Between the biting, his cock being stroked, and Tinker's cock inside of him, Fizzle couldn't hold it back. He cried out into the air as he quivered beneath Tinker, his entire body shaking as he clamped down tightly onto Tinker's cock. With a harder thrust than usual, Tinker managed to pop his knot inside of Fizzle, and the white dragon squealed as Tinker's cock suddenly plunged much deeper than it had before, mashing his prostate even more forcefully.

As Fizzle's cock splattered the rock below them with a strong gush of precum, he ran both of his hands between Fizzle's legs, forcing them apart to give him access to his cock. As Tinker began to grind into the dragon, he gripped Fizzle's cock tightly with one hand, and he gripped his knot with the other, squeezing and massaging his cock to milk the dragon's orgasm for everything he could.

A new, strong fetish was born inside of Tinker as he flexed his cock inside of Fizzle, enjoying the tight clenches around his cock while he milked Fizzle's orgasm for everything he could. The little dragon was helpless to do anything other than moan as Tinker worked to drain his pent up balls, and both dragons loved every moment of it.

Tinker didn't stop squeezing Fizzle's cock until his orgasm was near its end, and even then, he made sure to take it slow, squezing his cock more gently and more slowly rather than just letting go of it without any warning. As soon as Fizzle was able to manage speaking, all he could say was a shaky, thoroughly pleasured "T-Tinker... y-you're amazing... I... p-please, stay with me, I need..."

Fizz gasped as Tinker released his neck, and he squirmed as Tinker slowly licked the other side of it, before whispering into his ear "How about I make you my mate for today~?" Slowly, Tinker pulled back out of Fizzle, his cock soaking the dragon's plot with a messy splattering of precum. After Fizzle's orgasm, Tinker was badly pent up.

Fizzle began to stand up, but to his surprise, Tinker grabbed onto the dragon, effortlessly picking him up! He let out a nervous squeak, wrapping his arms around Tinker's neck, but the brown dragon just smirked at him as he said "I wanna find a better place than next to the lava, it dries up a good chunk of the lubrication..."

"I-I'll go anywhere with you, Tinker..." Fizzle whispered, too shy to meet his eyes as he said it.

Tinker couldn't help but smirk as he started walking, and he planted a kiss on Fizzle's cheek as he hummed "Oh, I just love you..."

Fizzle turned to look at where they were going, and as they passed a tunnel, he hesitated, but he spoke up. "D-Down that way is a little room that I really like... i-it has some uh, some useful rocks that I think... ehehe, we could use..."

Without even hesitating, Tinker turned to head down the hall as he said "Good... I already know what I wanna do next, too~".

"O-Oh boy..." Fizzle said, though there was excitement in his voice. He still held onto Tinker as he led the dragon to the room, and once they were inside of it, he reluctantly slid down from Tinker's arms.

To his surprise, the first thing Tinker did was climb onto a mostly-flat outcropping, his tail hanging off the edge as he laid down on his back. TInker flashed Fizzle a smirk, then he said, "Your turn, big guy~".

Fizzle's eyes opened wide as his cock twitched beneath him, and his wings began to open as he sheepishly stammered a weak "I-I dunno if I um... I-I mean, that's... I'm not a..."

"....Please?" Tinker said, pouting upwards at Fizzle. "You know, just to try it~... I-I've never actually tried doing this where we take turns making each other cum, and it's been pretty fun so far..."

Fizzle bit his lip, but as his wings extended fully, he stepped close as he said "O-Oh, fine..." Reaching out with each of his hands, Fizzle took hold of each of Tinker's feet, entwining his fingers with the dragon's large toes for a good grip. Holding Tinker's legs spread apart, Fizzle lined himself up, and with a gentle push forwards he felt his cock begin to sink inside of Tinker, making him shudder and gasp a little.

"H-Holy... y-you're so tight..." Fizzle whispered, his cock twitching firmly inside of Tinker as it lubricated its way with fresh precum. Soon enough, Fizzle's knot was squished against Tinker's backdoor, and Tinker was faintly panting.

"I-I actually have a hard time cumming just from this, but that just means you'll get to really feel what it's like being inside someone~" Tinker quietly teased. He felt Fizzle grinding against him, and at just the right moment, Tinker loosened his plot enough to let Fizzle's knot pop inside. The dragon squeaked as he felt his cock suddenly plunge deeper, then he moaned as Tinker tightly clamped down onto him, making him shiver a bit. "Ooohhh Fizz~" Tinker softly moaned, putting one arm over his chest as the other one gripped onto the rock. "M-Make me cum without touching my cock, a-and I'll do whatever you want next~".

Fizz paused, his voice quiet as he said, "W-Whatever? A-Anything I want?"

"Anything~" Tinker growled, clamping down tightly onto Fizzle. The white dragon shuddered, then he whimpered a quiet little "o-oh, fuck it..." as he tightened the grip he had on Tinker's legs. Fizz pulled out, and when he thrusted back inside, he gasped as his knot popped inside of Tinker again.

"K-Keep going, I can handle it!" Tinker squeaked, grinding back against Fizz as his cock firmly twitched. He struggled to resist the urge to grab it, since he would be able to cum easily by just grinding against Fizz and stroking it a few times... but, no. If Fizzle had to resist, so did he.

The white dragon made a shaky nod, then he began to thrust. Their hips plapped together over and over as the dragon bucked into Tinker, and Tinker couldn't help but squirm and shudder with pleasure as he repeatedly clamped down tightly around Fizzle. Partway into the round, Fizzle started to think more about what he was about to ask Tinker to do, and he couldn't help but whimper as he began to thrust just a little bit harder, his heart hammering in his chest from the excitement. His orgasm was starting to approach, and from the way tinker's ridges were starting to flare, it seemed he was close too.

As Fizzle struggled not to cum too soon, he looked down to Tinker, and their eyes met. Tinker gazed up at Fizzle with that hot blush on his cheeks, and Fizzle shivered as he rammed into him just a little bit harder, and finally... he gave in. Fizzle cried out as he shoved his cock as deep into Tinker as it could go, and then Tinker sharply gasped as he felt it. Fizzle blasted his prostate with cum, and then Tinker shot his cum high into the air as he arched his back, clamping down tightly onto Fizzle as they both entered another shared orgasm.

Fizzle couldn't help making weak little humps into Tinker as he came, and Tinker let out a cute little grunt with each one. They certainly had an effect, prolonging Tinker's climax and getting him to fire his cum even further into the air, with most of it splattering all over Tinker himself, with some landing on Fizzle as well. Fizzle managed to keep himself inside throughout Tinker's orgasm, grinding into him weakly, but after it had ended, and Fizzle's afterglow was well underway, he finally pulled out of Tinker, shivering at the sensation of his cum-soaked shaft pulling free from the larger dragon.

Panting softly, Tinker slowly pushed himself into a sitting position, grinning back at Fizzle. "S-So..." he said softly, "I suppose I owe you a big one after something as hot as that..."

Fizzle's cheeks were a hot red as he quietly asked, "I-It's... it's an embarassing one, but... i-it's what I want..."

Tinker stood up, and he walked over to Fizzle, taking both of his hands. He pulled the dragon into a brief kiss, then he softly said, "I promise you, I won't laugh or make fun of you for it..."

Fizzle squirmed nervously as he pulled his hands free, and he said "O-Okay, just... don't look back this way until I tell you, okay...?"

TInker sat down again, facing away, and he crossed his arms as he said "Promise!"

Into the back of the room Fizzle crept, and Tinker could hear the faint sounds of what sounded like paper and fabric quietly shuffling, along with the clicks of dragon toe-claws hitting the floor a few times, and the soft fwooshes of dragon wings as they fluttered gently.

"O-Okay... you can look..." came the quiet little voice, sounding almost scared.

Tinker looked concerned as he turned around, but as he laid eyes on Fizzle, his wings flared open fast enough that one of them broke off a stalagtite from the cave ceiling.

Somehow, the dragon had gotten his hands on some clothing. Not just any clothing, though. On each of his arms, he was now wearing black fingerless gloves that extended almost all the way to his shoulders. On each of his legs, he was wearing long black socks, which had holes for his toes much like the gloves did for his fingers. The socks extended almost all the way up his thighs, but they ended far below the extremely short black skirt that he was wearing. Not only was Fizz wearing a tiny black skirt, but he had a tiny black crop top to match, that just barely managed to hide his nipples. And lastly, to finish off the look, he was wearing a small black collar, with a heart-shaped charm attached to it.

Already, Tinker's awestruck look (and his full wingboner) was giving Fizzle back some of his confidence that he had spent to get himself in his favorite outfit. "I-I want... a um..." he said, before letting out a weak sigh. "I-I want to ride you, but... at some random point, out of nowhere, I-I want you to surprise me, a-and I want you to take control, and fuck me in whatever way you want, just..."

Fizzle shivered, his tail curling around one of his hind legs, and he said "I-I'd never even consider telling another dragon I even have clothes, clothes are just something that dragons don't do, b-but... I... I trust you, Tinker, a-and I trust you to... h-have your way with me, too..."

As he squirmed in place, he fidgeted with the hem of his skirt, then he said "A-And you don't have to be rough, what I want is just... I-I want to feel what it's like when I suddenly lose control, a-and my mat- a-and the other dragon, um, and the other dragon just grabs me and... d-does whatever he wants to me..."

Smiling, Tinker walked closer to Fizzle, and he slowly walked in a circle around the dragon. "I think I already know what I'll do, but of course, I won't tell you~" he hummed, brushing one of his wings along Fizzle's shoulder.

Once he was back in front of him, Tinker said "And I love your outfit... if I'm honest, I might not even be acting anymore whenever I snatch you up to have my way with you...~"

Fizzle shuddered, letting out a needy whimper, and he said, "w-where are you gonna um, go for me to..."

Tinker looked around, and soon enough he found a rock that was low enough for him to lay on without being on the floor. As soon as he was laying on it, he spread his legs open wide, admiring Fizzle as the dressed-up dragon quickly made his way overtop of Tinker, being just tall enough to straddle him and still be able to line his cock up.

Fizzle's skirt did nothing to hide his leaking cock, nor the balls that hung below it, and with his legs spread, it didn't even do much to hide his crotch from view. Of course, for Tinker, that only made it hotter, as he watched the dragon slowly begin to sit down onto his cock.

Fizzle let out a quiet whine as Tinker's cock popped inside of him, and he softly moaned as he smoothly sank down all the way to the knot in a single thrust. Unable to resist the urge, Fizzle ground against Tinker until the knot popped inside, making him squeak with a shaky gasp as he gently humped against Tinker, squeezing his cock tightly as it moved and twitched against his insides.

Slowly, Fizzle pulled up off of Tinker again, only to sit back down. His rhythm started off slow, repeatedly knotting Tinker inside of himself long enough to grind against it before he swapped to a trajectory to do the same thing all over again. Tinker gripped onto the rock tightly to avoid the urge to grab onto Fizzle- not yet. Soon, but not yet.

Instead, he let his eyes roam all over the dragon, and he let his mind roam free with thoughts about him. What was the worst that could happen if he wrapped tails with him, anyway? Fizzle was adorable, and Tinker wanted to hug him and squeeze him and protect him and maybe hold him down in a bed while filling him with cum. Repeatedly.

His ears stayed perked forwards to listen to Fizzle's moans, and every few thrusts, he couldn't help but resist the urge to gently thrust back up against Fizzle. On one of his gentle thrusts, Fizzle gasped as Tinker's knot popped inside of him, pulling him down onto Tinker's lap when he wasn't expecting it. He squirmed with pleasure as he tightly clenched around it, but he went to pull off again... until Tinker grabbed him.

The dragon wore a wide, horny smirk as he dug his fingers into Fizzle's hips, pulling the dragon off of him and pushing him back as he stood up from his chair. Before Fizzle could protest, Tinker used his magic to teleport the crop top and the skirt aside, leaving the dragon exposed. Not only that, Tinker grabbed each of his warmers, one by one, pulling off each of the socks and each of the arm warmers, leaving Fizzle dressed in nothing but a collar.

Fizzle didn't understand why until Tinker pushed him down onto a smooth rock on his back. He only had a moment to get adjusted before Tinker pounced, pressing in as close as he could to Fizzle. When Fizzle felt Tinker's body squish wetly against his own, he recalled with a hot blush that Tinker had drenched himself in his own cum earlier, and he probably didn't want to get it all over his clothes.

Fizzle would find it hard to think, however, as Tinker pulled him into a deep kiss, the larger dragon's tongue invading his maw at roughly the same time Tinker's cock plunged deep inside of him. As Tinker set to work giving Fizzle a slow but firm knotfucking, the helpless dragon squealed blissfully and hugged on tightly to Tinker, his wings flaring out across the rock as he did his best to clench down tightly around Tinker.

Tinker's wings lowered on either side of himself, and the limited light coming into the cave was cut off even further. Fizzle found himself trapped, but even more trapped than before. He was pinned against solid stone, with a big, cum-soaked dragon pressed tightly against him, close enough that he could feel their chest muscles moving against his own chest as they thrusted into him. Their cock was plunging inside of him over and over, their knot popping in and out with each thrust, and their tongue was thoroughly subduing his own tongue as they softly moaned into his maw....

As he moaned. As Tinker moaned. Fizzle couldn't help but whimper in desperation as he thought about how Tinker was probably not going to actually get with him all that often. He had Ember after all, the sexiest dragon in the dragon lands (well, according to the straight ones), and Tinker probably....

Except... Fizzle's thoughts were cut short. The first warning he got about Tinker's impending orgasm was that the brown dragon broke their kiss, allowing Fizzle to suck in a breath that just came back out as a moan. The broken kiss got him to notice that Tinker's ridges were flaring again, and his own cock bucked excitedly between them as he felt his climax leap closer to him.

And then, Tinker managed to speak. "I-I love you, Fizzy...~!" Tinker forced out, his voice cracking halfway through as he rammed his knot into Fizzle again. Immediately after crying out Fizzle's nickname, Tinker lunged for his neck, and he bit down hard onto it as he began to ram his cock even harder into Fizzle.

Tinker poured all of his strength into his thrusts as he worked for his orgasm, but he only managed three of them. On the first hard thrust, his tail slapped against Fizzle's. On the second hard thrust, his tail began to slide underneath Fizzle's, lifting it off of the floor slightly.

On the third powerful buck of Tinker's hips, Fizzle finally realized what was going on, and he was overwhelmed with emotion as both he and Tinker tightly wrapped their tails together, the two thick appendages whipping together almost unnaturally fast as Tinker rammed his knot as deep as it could go inside of Fizzle.

Tinker was the first to cum, and as his first powerful jet of cum was fired off inside of Fizzle, the dragon managed to respond. "A-Ahhhh! I-I love you too, TinkerrrRRR~!" Fizzle cried, before he was overwhelmed by pleasure. Fizzle actually thrashed a little bit against Tinker as his orgasm began to take hold, his cock firing splatters of cum all over his belly and Tinker's belly as the larger dragon firmly humped against him.

All Fizzle could think about as he rode the sensations of his orgasm was a dual mix of intense pleasure and intense happiness, because Tinker wrapped tails with him! The dragon hadn't been kidding, or exaggerating, or leading him on! Fizzle knew that Tinker wasn't going to be able to live at the dragon lands with him, but if Ember could wait for him to visit, then Fizzle could too, and greet the brown dragon with an overjoyed grin and a big tight hug.

As Tinker rode out his orgasm, his emotions were much the same, and yet different as well. There was an overwhelming happiness coursing through him, as it should! In the span of a week, Tinker had become lovers with not just Ember, the dragon lord, but Fizzle as well, and he adored both of them, in some ways for entirely different reasons that were all just as valid as any of the other reasons.

TInker didn't release Fizzle's neck for a while, but when he did, both dragons were still softly panting into the air. When he slowly pulled back to give Fizzle a soft kiss, he noticed that the dragon seemed to be crying.

Immediately he looked worried, but Fizzle let out a weak giggle as he said "N-No, I'm... I'm fine, I just... I-I can't believe you actually l-like me enough to be mates..."

Tinker's own eyes threatened to start producing tears as he leaned a little bit closer to Fizzle, gently booping their snouts together. "I-I know I've only known you and Ember for a short time, but... I just... I genuinely, really, I love you guys so much..." Tinker softly said.

"H-Heh, I know she's the better looki-" Fizzle started to say, but Tinker put his hand around Fizzle's snout to hold it shut.

He smirked a little, then he said, "I don't wanna hear you comparing yourself to Ember, I love you guys for a ton of different reasons..." He flexed his cock inside of Fizzle, then he leaned a bit closer as he said "But if you must know, Ember is by far the sexiest female dragon I've ever laid eyes on, and you, fizzle, are the sexiest male dragon I've ever laid my eyes on~".

Fizzle stammered weakly with a hot red blush on his snout, the dragon saying, "B-But I'm... scrawny, and..."

"Before I say anything, what about you?" Tinker asked. "Do you like how you look?"

Fizzle hesitated, but then he frowned, putting on a look of determination as he said "I-I do, I know dragons are supposed to be big, and strong, and dumb, but... but I really like the way I am..." he said, wearing an adorably shy blush as he smiled up at Tinker.

Tinker briefly kissed Fizzle, then he softly said "And that's why I love you so much, you're exactly my type~".

"W-Well, you're certainly my type, T-Tinker..." Fizzle mumbled, unable to stop himself from shyly looking away.

Tinker just grinned, asking, "Am I the right level of dumb?"

Fizzle scrunched his snout a bit, then he protested, "I-I didn't mean like that!"

TInker let out a laugh, then he kissed Fizzle again on the lips, saying, "I knoooww..." When Fizzle didn't come up with anything new to say, Tinker softly kissed him again, but the two dragons held this kiss for longer. And longer... And they began to tilt their heads, deepening the kiss... their tongues slowly met in the middle, as they let out quiet moans into each other's maws...

And soon enough, Tinker found himself giving his new dragon lover a slow, steady, intimate knotfucking deep within the dragon lord's network of caves, locked into a sensual kiss with the pastel colored creature as he set them both on the tracks that would gradually lead them towards another shared, perhaps noisy, thoroughly pleasurable orgasm.

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Hours and hours later, Ember landed on the floor of her throne room, wearing a faint smirk as she trotted up to her throne. Tightly wrapped up in each other's arms lay Tinker and Fizzle, both dragons quietly snoring onto each other. Tinker was knotted deep inside of Fizzle, and their tails were wrapped as tightly as could be, which just made Ember smile more.

She'd found multiple solutions at once! Now, Tinker had another male dragon to exhaust all of those gay urges he felt towards other dragons on. Ember had a new source of entertainment, though it seemed she was a bit too late for this particular show.

And lastly, but most importantly, Fizzle finally had a mate who Ember trusted enough to love him and keep him safe, and perhaps, with time, even help him develop enough confidence to truly be himself.

About then she noticed that Fizzle was wearing a collar of all things... now that was unexpected, but she could try to pester the answer out of them later. She couldn't bring herself to wake up the two sleeping dragons, not when they looked so cute together!

Author's Note

Much like this entire fic, this chapter got out of hand, out of hoof, and even out of paw, if you will

but if you've made it this far, then I love you, and I dearly hope you enjoyed this literary disaster