“I'm a male, so I have every right!” The little multicolored dragon shouted defiantly.
“Pfft! You think just because you're a male you can win? It takes a lot more than that to beat the great Yara!” The green female was not big by dragon standards, but certainly formidable to the baby tricolor.
The dragons were barely teenagers as far as dragons were concerned; only a few hundred years old and just knowing enough about sex to get themselves into trouble. The smaller of the two, the one with multicolored scales, was Yandalin, a male several decades younger than Yara, the larger green female. Still, his diminutive stature did not diminish his feelings for Yara and he was going to fight for her hand.
I suppose I should explain, you see, Selarian fire wyrms, which both Yara and Yandalin are, fight mating battles in order to breed. Yandalin wanted Yara and to get her he had to win a fight with her. And judging by the size difference, he wasn't likely to get very far.
He stamped his claw, “Fight me dammit!”
“Come over here and fight me yourself if you want it so bad!” Yara flirted, flicking her tail.
Yandalin alit and glid straight into Yara's head, but the older dragon twisted away, and Yandalin was left scrabbling against thin air trying to grasp her and flipped around midair before falling rather uncomfortably on his back.
“Wanna try again?” Yara asked, looking back at him.
He huffed and flipped upright, pouncing on Yara's back to claw at her wings,but she tucked them in and flipped onto her own back. Thinking he had her pinned with his claws against her armpits, he lowered his pelvis, but Yara twisted suddenly and he found himself lying on his back with Yara on top of him. Coming to grips with what happened, he tried to flip himself, but Yara outweighed him and he couldn't escape.
“You know, waaaaay back before your father's father there was a rule I heard about.” Yara teased, lowering her head towards his, “And that was that when a puny little male gets beat by a big strong female then she should eat him to nourish her eggs.”
Her breath was hot against his face and her snout was just above his own, her statement directing his attention to how easily his face could fit within her maw. He looked at her nervously, realizing that she made no idle threat. Yara was just crazy enough to try such a thing. He struggled beneath her.
“Is that all you got?” She whispered, “Cause it seems like you wouldn't mind me eating you very much. It's only natural for bigger creatures to eat smaller ones you know.”
He wiggled beneath her again.
“Not going to beg? Very well then, in you go. Ahn” She opened her mouth so he could see her wet gaping throat waiting for him. He couldn't help it now, his face was already perfectly inside her mouth and all she had to do was scoop him neck deep down her gullet. She moved off of his unresisting form, backing up as she swallowed, forcing more and more of him down her throat. His shoulders brushed the sides of her mouth, then his chest, and his lower extremities slid down. He really was the perfect shape for her. The last of his feet disappeared, then his long tail followed, she didn't even have to slurp it like humans slurp noodles. Gravity simply pulled his body and his tail went with it.
“Ahhh.” Yara sighed satisfactorily, “It appears old customs have a pleasure of their own”

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