scaley (european mythology and etc) created by eneirem (artist)
Description
Feral Chimera - Fer's story

Fer looked to the sky as the colours continued to fade over the plateau he struggled to get onto that morning. Had he really been walking that long already?
The climb was surprisingly rough on him and Fer knew that if he didn't find a spot to start his nightly encampment soon, the light of the crystals would completely dissipate suspending him in complete darkness; fortunately, it did appear as if he might be reaching an edge and that he might even be able to get back to the plains below before the mountainous lights went completely dark. Making the initial decent down the first winding path, Fer had to pause noticing what he could only assume to be a set of artificial lights making themselves known from the side of the closest cliff. It was risky, but, Fer's interest was piqued as he took caution and peered around the rock's closest edge. Before him was a small group of Chimera, two of whom were circling each other in a standoff. Fer recognized this as a risky place to be hiding as he was close enough to almost make out what the first dragon said before they leaped at one another - but, it is so rare to come across a Feral brood he was stuck in fascination.
Before Fer could try to comprehend the last utterances, the fight fully commenced; even if it was short. It didn’t take very long for what appeared to be an aqua coloured dragon to be pinned underneath one with a bright red mane. Immediately being wrestled to the ground, the blue dragon grasped for the orange one’s arm, digging his claws into the assailant with little effect. In response, the orange dragon flared a large breath of fire, grazing the other’s muzzle and face, illuminating it from the blaze. It didn’t take long before the orange dragon was able to clasp his claw around the losing Chimera’s throat, cutting off the airway and forcing airless gasps to race out of his body, his fury and focus beginning to diminish with the loss of Oxygen. Fer, not wanting to see the demise of the other Chimera began to turn away before a snarky sounding voice rang out through the settling quiet; “Now that’s enough, Hargren”
Fer turned back and peered around the rock once more to see a thin bug-like creature walking towards the pair, not realizing that this Chimera must’ve been watching them from just out of his sight. “You’re not to kill him, just give him a taste of what it takes in our group” the Chimera spoke.
This prompted Hargren to scoff and loosen his grip on the throat of the conquered dragon, deep gasping breaths pouring out of the defeated while his struggles begin to partially renew. The bug-like individual approached closer towards the two, prompting a loud growl from the overpowered Chimera. The spectator smiled appearing defiant in the face of threats made by a losing party before keeling down close to the dragon’s face and speaking to him: “If you want to survive like this, and, if you’re going to want a clone made - you’re going to have to earn it”
His words were scathing, though dim in tone, and as quickly as he approached, the bug stood up and walked back to the cliff wall, dismissing the blue dragon with a wave of his hand. “Give him an example, Hargren” - and Hargrin didn’t need anything more to coax him.
Fer could no longer turn away, engrossed in the display as, in one swift move, Hargren quickly repositioned himself over his newly acquired prize; flipping the other dragon over and pinning him with a paw heavy along the back of his head, moving the other paw down to meet the defeated Chimera’s rear; already beginning the test humps to get the positioning of his tip to the tailhole below him.
Hargren, after finding his mark, then pushed deep into the hole of the forced partner; groans and grunts filling the air surrounding them both. The aqua coloured dragon weaky protested below the victor as his own cock slid from his sheath, thrusting his hips instinctively against the air as his tailhole was filled with Hargren’s girth. It didn’t take long before the defeated Chimera began lining the ground below him in precum, the stimulation drawing it out of the bottoming individual, and the hard rocking from above forcing Hargren’s thick base to stretch out the hole it invaded, leaving Fer to see almost in perfect detail as it popped out and back in again on cycle. The blue dragon's struggle constantly diminished while his breathing slowly steadied against the rhythmic thrusts he was receiving until what Fer can only describe as a silent whimper.
The losing Chimera’s tip erupted in the wave of his orgasm; prompting the dominant figure to lock himself deep inside his prize; giving a few rough pumps before he sent his own cum flooding inside him, breeding him thoroughly, and, once the orgasm finished, Hargren didn’t linger inside the Chimera’s hole before pulling out - cum spurting back onto his crotch while dismounting, leaving the smaller dragon panting against the ground.
Fer took a moment to compose himself after what he’d just seen, receding down against the cliffside and out of view of the other Chimera entrenched beyond the cliffside, thankful he wasn’t noticed in the span of time watching them. That said, knowing better than to loiter around, Fer turned to advance to a safer location with the info gathered, the image of those two dragons atop one another burned into his mind.

The second in a series detailing the subgroups of chimeras in the world I'm building; this one about a branch who abandon traditional structure to live alone or in packs in the open wilds.

Special thank you to my best friend Lili(depressedLGBTkiwi) for editing the story above.

Blacklisted
  • Comments