We quickly found ourselves outside the castle. We found the second floor of the construct and were suddenly on the roof. He asked me to wrap my wings tightly to my body so that he could hold me better for flight. With a mighty leap, he took off into the sky. This has been the first time he had ever flown with me in tow, and me with a terrified puppy, who whined, shaking in my grasp, shortly passing out in my grip once more. He hugged me close to himself so I would be able to better experience the wonders of flight. Though I had the ability to fly, I could never do so for very long, and especially not this fast. I could only imagine how wondrous it could be to fly of one's own power. It was exhilarating and my heart was racing. The experience was extremely pleasant, and although I wasn't completely free, I certainly didn't mind being held in his arms. It seems that time flew as quickly as we did, and sadly, the experience was over far too quickly for my liking.

He set me down. I had recovered my strength at last. After that short flight I was already feeling reinvigorated. I was somewhat worried about whether or not that creature would come back after us, however Ventus quickly snapped me from my thoughts. He spoke to me in a firm, yet loving voice that a teacher has for their student.

“Your performance today was quite admirable. The way that you had reached me was praiseworthy, and has taught me that you are more than just a fledgeling now. I believe it is now time to teach your sexual education,” he rumbled. My tail reflexively wrapped around my leg and I didn't quite know what to think of this. Was this his way of coming on to me? Thinking for a moment, I realized I wasn't quite adverse to this. In fact, I quite welcomed it. My leg wrapped so tightly around my leg that I feared that it would soon cut off circulation. I realized that Ventus was quite a strong and worthy mate, and I don't think I would be able to do much better than him. His next words snapped me out of my thoughts. I realized that my mind must have been going a mile a minute if I had thought so much in the pause between his sentences.

“It is important that you have someone you can trust to teach you how to properly perform sexual intercourse.” My heart was slightly let down. I realized he had simply wanted to teach me. Still though, it leaped once more when I realized that I would still be having sex with him. I contemplated. Perhaps this would be one of Ventus' lessons that I would not want to learn so quickly. “Do you trust me,” he asked.

“More than anything in the world,” I replied, almost too quickly. My tail gained progress in its attempt to strangle my leg.

“If I am to teach you about this, it means we will be tied together for the passing of three suns,” Ventus explained to me patiently. “It is not uncommon for dragons to teach the young when they come of certain age about traditional mating rituals. We do this, so that when the time comes, and they find their mate, they will be properly prepared for it.” My heart was fluttering, and it felt that my stomach had been filled with small winged creatures. I didn't quite know why, but somehow the idea of this was exciting and exotic, and even erotic. It sent shivers and tingles down my spine.

I stared into his eyes and realized there was nobody I trusted more to teach me this lesson; not that I was likely to find someone else. My mouth opened, and the only words that could escape from it were “I would love for you to teach me.”

“Shall we start now?” Ventus asked.

“Absolutely,” I replied.

Within moments, Ventus began to instruct me on how I should position myself. First I was to get down onto all fours, position my legs widely apart, and present myself to my mate, or in this case, him. To show my mate that I was ready, I would either be required to shift my tail to the side, or raise it, exposing myself to him. Each thing he instructed me to do, I obeyed without question, flaw, or opposition. 

“Now, it is at this time that your mate will press his phallus against your lips,” he informed me. At these words, I felt his dick press against my slit. “This is the best time to break off, but if you show no resistance, then he will begin to enter you,” Ventus did as he said. It was a wondrous sensation as he pushed further and further in. “Now,” he instructed, “at this point, you can no longer back out. Though I am sure you can hear me, I am told that the mating instinct of a female is such that her urge to copulate grows far beyond her control the moment the act reaches this point.”

He was absolutely right; rational thought deemed my mind inhospitable to stay any longer at this point. “Though between lovers, the thrusting may be slow and intimate at first,” he said, pumping himself inside me in a slow, almost soothing rhythm. “The urge to increase the passion and roughness of the act will quickly overwhelm the couple. Even though I am seasoned and still rationally able to teach you at this point, a mate around your age would be far quicker to give into his urges.” I could feel him speeding up inside me and it was a wondrous sensation. I clamped down upon him, wanting... No, needing more. A burning urge filled me, and my body felt like a raging inferno. I had to sate this desire for more before I went insane.

He continued to talk, but his words were drowned out by my burning desire for him. I wanted to see just how far that cock could penetrate inside of me. I thrust back against him hard, trying to match his speed, hoping to milk as much pleasure from him. Seeing what stage our copulation had reached, he seemed to increase his speed further. No longer were these the thrusts of the kind and caring teacher I had known, but rather a wild dragon, horny and eager for release; and really, that's what I wanted more from him right now. I didn't want someone who wouldn't be gentle with me, I wanted someone to ram that wonderful cock against my walls over and over again. I needed the stimulation; it was the stuff of dreams, legends, nectar of the gods! Nothing could compare to the sensations. I would do anything for more.

My claws dug into the ground as I used it to leverage myself against him, thrusting back against him, desperately needing every ounce of stimulation I could get. I roared in orgasm, clenching tighter than I had been so far, screaming out my pleasure to the world, yet still he did not fill me. I knew what was in that cock, and I knew that I wanted it more than anything else in the world. Desperately, I did all that I could to *convince his cock to deliver the sweet liquid inside*, yet even as I had reached my second orgasm, he still would not surrender it. It was perhaps the greatest treasure in the world to me, and this dragon guarded it masterfully.

It was after I reached my third climax that his thrusts finally began to lose their rhythm. They became wilder, more erratic, and I began to see a light of hope amidst my struggles. Perhaps now, he was nearing the point where he would finally release that treasure that I coveted so. I dug my claws further into the ground, pushing back against him, meeting his thrusts harder than I had been prior. It was as I reached my fourth orgasm that he finally reached his first. Seed hotter than molten magma spilled inside me, and yet somehow, it seemed to cool my body. This desperate struggle in which I had participated in to get that wonderful treasure ended in my victory. I had triumphed over this mighty beast and taken his seed as my trophy. A warm and full stomach; the consolation for my ordeal. I collapsed onto the ground beneath us. It was warm and comfortable. His body lie on mine, and he rolled until I was on top of him, our positions reversed. We stared at the ceiling of the cave, and he wrapped his hands around me, gently cupping my breasts.

I nuzzled his neck in response to the affections he gave me as sleep began to overtake us. I felt safe wrapped within his arms, as if no danger could ever hope to pierce their confines.