Breaking Point (Spyro x Cynder) - 01/11 WiP

Drawn by Spirale
Story by me

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The matriarch moved swiftly up the tower steps, her long tail swaying behind her. She paused before a reinforced door, casting a brief glance back at me. Her voice, low and commanding, reminded me that I had one last chance to turn away. I barely acknowledged her words, long accustomed to such warnings.

She sighed. "A dragon of your caliber could easily find a more worthy mate, Spyro."

"Kind of you to offer yourself, Matriarch, but my choice is made.”

She blinked, her composure briefly faltering as a flush of color crept across her scales. I kept my voice steady reminding her that if no one stepped in to help the prisoner, her heat would consume her.

The matriarch’s expression turned colder as she mused that perhaps that would be for the best.

With a reluctant gesture, she magically unlocked the door. The heavy door creaked open, and light flooded the room, revealing nothing but darkness and the dragoness standing at its center.

She trembled, her breath sharp and uneven as she reacted to the sudden intrusion. Her eyes were covered, and she was bound tightly, restrained completely. Despite her helpless state, she possessed a haunting beauty. As I drew nearer, her head turned, sensing my presence. A slow trickle of drool escaped her mouth, her figure unable to conceal the fire that consumed her. But drool wasn’t the only thing leaking profusely from her. The sight was overwhelming, and I had to steady myself. How long had she been like this?

The matriarch’s cold voice broke through: “I’ll leave the door open in case you need assistance.”

“Why would I?”

“We didn’t restrain her without reason.”

I remained silent, my focus on the prisoner. The matriarch’s departing words hung in the air.

“I trust you’ll make the most of it.”