Laying down on his back as comfortably as he could, Rodan had his wings wrapped around himself. He knew he had just given San permission to heal the damage done to his cloaca but he was afraid. Part of him wished that he could take it back. He couldn't though. Visibly shaking, he turned his head to the side, unable to look his lover in the face as the dragon moved closer. Feeling the alien's breath on his cheek, he quietly glanced over. His nose just inches away from the prehistoric reptile's cheek, San nuzzled him as he whispered, "I'm right here, don't be scared. Everything is going to be okay." A tear rolling down his rough skin, the One Born of Fire could only nod his head. Shutting his yellow eyes tight as more tears leaked out, Rodan took a deep breath before slowly spreading his legs and opening his wings a bit so he was still hugging himself while revealing his injury to his lover.

Staring at the large prehistoric reptile's cloaca, San felt a little sick to his stomach and pity for Rodan. There was blood, old and fresh, all over. It stained the dark red scales and ran out with no signs of stopping. Folds of skin that were once inside were now outside in shreds, only attached by a few strands of flesh. Based on the angle of his legs, it appeared that the King of the Skies might've had a broken hip or something that wasn't settling in right. Sure enough, San could see what appeared to be a part of a hip bone jutting through the skin of the inner right thigh, close to where the cloaca was. It explained why the large prehistoric reptile could barely walk and why he whimpered when he crawled. Sadness filling up his heart, San leaned towards his lover's face. Gently turning his face so they could look at each other, the dragon kissed the Titan. Breaking apart after a few seconds, he nuzzled Rodan's cheek before going back down to the lower half of his body. Sighing softly, he gently rasped his tongue around the broken hip bone.

Feeling the bone slipping through the torn skin and going back into place, Rodan let out a shriek. His eyes stung with tears that burned his face. Once the piece of hip bone was in its rightful place and the skin stitches itself together, the prehistoric reptile could feel San's forked tongue moving to his cloaca. The agony was too much for him, causing him to screech. Sobbing as he felt the outside rim of his cloaca heal, he didn't notice that one of the three headed dragon's tails was snaking around him until something brushed up against his neck. Looking to his left, the Fire Demon saw that the left head had wrapped the tail around him, trying to soothe him. Shaking, Rodan nestled his head against the golden scales while he let his lover continue. He cried out in pain as the dragon's tongue slipped inside of him. Lapping at the torn walls and healing them, it went in farther and farther, trying to get every last cut and scrape. The shredded pieces that had been hanging outside were slowly being pulled back in. As his damaged cloaca went through an unatural healing process, Rodan was beginning to feel something other than the pain.

Pleasure.

It felt good, the pleasure. It masked the pain that was beginning to ebb away. Leaning his head back against the spiky tail that had been provided for him, Rodan stopped screeching and screaming. Those had been replaced with quiet whimpers and pants. The prehistoric reptile felt blissful, the feeling sending shivers up and down his spine. He let out a gasp when San's forked tongue stretched even farther into the tunnels past the entrance of his cloaca. The King of the Skies might as well be walking on air at the moment, the pleasure setting all of his nerves on fire with each gentle swipe of the alien's tongue against his walls. His eyes rolling into the back of his head, the Fire Demon whimpered, "San..." A knot was forming in the large prehistoric reptile, something he had experienced before but not in a really long time. At that moment, the last tear inside of him sealed together. His job finished, the dragon was pulling his tongue out. Wanting more, Rodan whispered, "Please don't. I... uh..." His face heaing up with shame, he looked away. However, San somehow understood as his tingue went back in. Gasping, the prehistoric reptile whimpered blissfully. It wasn't long until San's whole tongue was inside of him. The forked ends were flicking about teasingly, causing the Titan to shake. His climax was close. Sensing it, San pulled his tongue out just as his lover climaxed, his juices getting on the both of them and the floor. Panting, Rodan mumbled, "Sorry..."

"It's alright, nothing to be sorry about," San replied kindly as he cleaned up after the both of them. Making sure there wasn't a trace left, he pulled Rodan closer to his side and nuzzled him lovingly. No longer in pain and feeling blissful, the Fire Demon purred softly as he rested his head against the dragon's shoulder. Exhausted, he fell asleep. Laying his head down next to the King of the Skies, San smiled quietly as he drifted off into a deep sleep, his breathing in time with that of his lover. Both were dreaming about the other with smiles on their faces.