Prometheus relaxed at Hades curiously explored his underside, easily taking the extra weight as his partner finally pulled himself up to sit on his belly. His tail flicked, his hindlegs falling wider apart as Hades's hands, unsurprisingly, moved further south, running over the hard bump of his sheathe, then back over, further, his fingers catching on his slit...
He low noise caught in his throat, a hot thrill zipping through him when Hades's finger pressed in - accidentally - but it caught Hades's attention. He felt his partner press closer against him, fingers teasing his slit apart - it parted easily, relaxed from his mounting arousal, and Prometheus let out a heavy, breathless grunt as a feeling he hadn't felt in eons started to clench low in his gut.
Arousal felt different as a dragon, two sets of genitals reacting in tandem - his slit loosening, wet and warm as parts he didn't realise he had opened up eagerly, just as the dark tip of his cock peeked out of his sheathe, the tip wet and already beading with precum. It bumped against Hades's shoulder as it slowly eased out of its sheathe in a sort of stop-start rhythm, in time with the spasming clenching of his belly.
His hands - paws? - claws, whatever, instinctively gripped at Hades's legs, splayed on either side of his chest, only just holding back from accidentally digging his claws into soft skin. He could hear himself start to pant, his arousal just bubbling up with a rushing force he couldn't even try to ignore or suppress. Dragons didn't really do puberty, with accidental boners and sexual urges, so this was all new and strange and hot. His hindlegs quivered, his tail flicking from the overwhelming sensations... and Hades had barely done anything yet!
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He low noise caught in his throat, a hot thrill zipping through him when Hades's finger pressed in - accidentally - but it caught Hades's attention. He felt his partner press closer against him, fingers teasing his slit apart - it parted easily, relaxed from his mounting arousal, and Prometheus let out a heavy, breathless grunt as a feeling he hadn't felt in eons started to clench low in his gut.
Arousal felt different as a dragon, two sets of genitals reacting in tandem - his slit loosening, wet and warm as parts he didn't realise he had opened up eagerly, just as the dark tip of his cock peeked out of his sheathe, the tip wet and already beading with precum. It bumped against Hades's shoulder as it slowly eased out of its sheathe in a sort of stop-start rhythm, in time with the spasming clenching of his belly.
His hands - paws? - claws, whatever, instinctively gripped at Hades's legs, splayed on either side of his chest, only just holding back from accidentally digging his claws into soft skin. He could hear himself start to pant, his arousal just bubbling up with a rushing force he couldn't even try to ignore or suppress. Dragons didn't really do puberty, with accidental boners and sexual urges, so this was all new and strange and hot. His hindlegs quivered, his tail flicking from the overwhelming sensations... and Hades had barely done anything yet!