M/F: Noivern x Dragonair

The most voted m/f of this month :3, also, a patron wrote an story for this:

''Slithering near the water’s edge, a lone male Dragonair surveyed his home, looking for anything out of the ordinary. He was not particularly brave, or confident, but he felt right here, safe enough to settle after travelling many miles in Dratini migrations, who was not one for crowds, so finding his own lake was a blessing he gladly took. He enjoyed his lone existence, although he wished for one day to share it with someone special. Yet it was on that particular day that he met her.

He held still, stunned by the enrapturing beauty before his eyes, a female Noivern feeding on berries noticed his presence and began looking at him with an inquisitive look, sizing him up as a potential dragon-type partner. Never before had such a creature captivate him in his life, but surely, a female of her beauty will not want a meek, lowly Dragonair such as himself…And with that he slithered away.

The Noivern perked her ears forward in surprise, before anger filled her heart, she knew she was beautiful, how could he reject such a specimen such as herself? She must know! A flap of her wings and she slammed in front of his path, blocking him from escaping.

Noivern glared at him angrily as he looked like a Deerling caught in the headlights, she shouted at him, demanding to know why he thought she was not good enough for her! But all that came was timid voice, explaining that it was not him that was too good for her, but he who thought was not good enough for her.

The anger in Noivern’s heart dissipated instantly, her glaze softening as she realised just how sweet and gentle this Dragonair was. She knew he would make a great partner, but needed just a little help to take the next step. Testing the waters she closed the distance between them, the Dragonair closing his eyes instead of defending himself from attack, but that attack never came…instead he felt the warm embrace of a nuzzle and when he opened his eyes open, she was lying on her back, presenting herself, beckoning him to come forward.

He stood there, paralysed, but ultimately slowly moved forward, trembling in his slither as his mating tool peeked out of its silt near the base of his raised tail. He took position, but was stopped by the Noivern, she would only accept him if he took control. He hesitated, but several supportive nuzzles from her made up his mind. Closing his eyes, he breathed slowly, the Noivern wondering what he would do, and then, with lightening reflexes, he wrapped himself around the female and pinned her wings, effectively in charge of the mating.

Noivern was very surprised, but highly impressed with the Dragonair, she awaited him to take her with closed eyes, but opened them again after feeling nothing for a while. She saw him looking at her with asking eyes, waiting for her approval to mate her as his quivering cock aimed eagerly at her entrance, but held back in respect for her wishes. A true gentle soul he was, a perfect mate, and future father for her little Noibats. She pushed her head against his, feeling his heartbeat sync up with hers. She pulled back and gave him an approving lick on the nose, a physical symbol of her approval as her mate. And with that, he plunged himself inside, sealing their bond as mates as they moaned in ecstasy all afternoon.''