Narrator: It was unusual for the pair of dragons to visit anywhere that was built by bipeds most of the time because there just wasn’t the room to fit large, sentient quadrupeds comfortably.

Narrator: However, occasionally they would come across an abandoned settlement that would catch their fancy and away they went. On this particular occasion it was a chilly winters day, not that it bothered the pair, one white and the other a blue as they were, cool climates tended to follow them. However they both knew how to stay warm and the dragoness, feeling the needs of her loins took every opportunity to flag her tail in the blues direction, giving him a rather unobstructed view of those delicate plump folds just begging and moan to be bred and that’s just what occurred.

Narrator: Eventually the blue had enough of being teased oral ministrations swiftly ensued, before long the male had mounted and connected his love and given her the first of many rounds of breeding and stretching her soft places by his virility. "Warm me" - the only thing she could say until the heat began to fill her again and again.

Narrator: Moans pierce the cold wind. Lovers may have wrecked a few walls here and there in their amorous activities but that it was a decrepit ruins anyway, what did it matter? Roughly halfway through their bout of ‘getting warm’ it became evident a dragons cum won’t stay warm in the frosty winter air, the rather amusing (at least for the pair) situation arising where the dragoness had spent seed freezing to her belly! By the end of it, you had a sated dragon and a filled female that may or may not have had an awkward step in her gait for the next few days, not to mention a rounded midsection!