Three Heads are Better (Ren Olvry & MidnightSpade)

[MidnightSpade]

The feeling of that warmth gushing into her was the blonde's undoing, clamping down tightly and shuddering through her orgasm along with him, clinging to the limbs and scales that held onto her as some sort of grounding lest the white behind her eyes engulf her. She practically screamed her release, unashamed in her pleasure as she arched her back, holding for a moment or two, then sagging against him, spent.

Kiara didn't quiet hear nor understand the soft growls that were Hydreigon's attempts at communication. It took a second to realise the Pokemon was asking if she was okay, and she opened her eyes with a tired smile, stroking his face with a gentle hand.

"I'm fine... That was amazing." She praised him, scratching under his chin as she always did, feeling their mixed fluids begin to leak out of her.

 

[Ren Olvry]

Giving a little grin, the Hydreigon nodded slightly, otherwise occupying himself with a content little rumble as she scratched under his chin. Tilting one of his heads up a little, he gave her cheek an affectionate little lick, before glancing out with a few of his heads toward the water nearby. It wasn't quite something he was the biggest fan of, but he didn't mind the stuff... and at the moment, he felt they probably both needed to clean up a little.

Rather than just go alone, though, the dragon stepped over and just to the side of Kiara, no longer looming his form over her but instead lowering it nearly against the sand so she could climb on or use him for support if she wanted to go over to the water as well; something he was clearly thinking, with how two heads were looking out to the water while the last head kept its gaze on his trainer.

 

[MidnightSpade]

Realising what his movement meant, Kiara chuckled weakly and slowly stood up. There was a dull ache between her legs, the aftermath of having such a large thing inside her, but it wasn't that painful. She didn't climb in him, instead just using her dear Pokemon as a crutch to help her tired legs move. Nudging him along softly, she guided them towards the water, wading out deep enough that it reached her waist, then began to clean up.

She cupped the water, letting it trickle over her skin as it cooled her overheated body. With a content sigh, she splashed more over her, washing off the remains of their sweat and other fluids that coated her skin. She did the same to Hydreigon, gently splashing water on him and cleaning his muzzles where her juices still stained his scales.

"Dirty boy." She teased him with a mirthful smile, rubbing the evidence of their encounter away. "Dirty, dirty dragon."