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Broken Secrets

Chapter Twelve

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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"So, what are we doing for Halloween this year?"

Sasha practically bounced in place, Kao rolling his eyes, on a handheld gaming console, where he was obviously losing, judging from the beeps it was making.

"Ugh, mom, we don't always need to do something for Halloween, you know..." He grumbled, though the drake, to be fair to him, was more annoyed at his game than he was with his mother. "It's not always going to be like it was when we were kids... I liked your cakes though."

Sasha puffed out her cheeks, filling them with air as her paws went to her hips.

"Young dragon, I'll have you know that you won't be getting any cakes if you keep talking to your mother like that!"

Kao may have been an adult, just about, but he knew better than to anger a riled-up dragoness, muttering an apology, his snout shoved further down to his gaming screen. It didn't help him win, however.

"Hm..." Fyr considered the question, sharing the armchair with Car, where she was sprawled, a little possessively, over his lap, sitting on top of him. "Well, I always liked those parties before...but they were for little kids, mom, I don't think we'd fit in there anymore. And trick or treating is definitely for kids."

Car's head came up a notch, the drake's eyes shining with shy yet childish joy, though he still held a little of it back."

"What? No! You're never too old for trick or treating! I wish I'd had a younger brother or sister or something so that I could have taken them out with me, I'd've loved that."

Fyr chuckled, leaning against him as she looked up.

"Maybe you, Car, but Kao was a pain in the tail to drag around trick or treating... Always dressed as a robot or something crazy... I think one year he was a pirate!"

Kao grinned.

"I still have the sword."

"Alright, alright," Sasha said, reclaiming their attention from diverging with a snap of her fingers. "Come on, I'm not suggesting that we go and trick or treat...though we could dress up...but we can go pumpkin picking or something? The corn maze is supposed to be for adults too, the big one that the farmer got a little carried away with. I think they'd lose the kids in there if they let them go in unsupervised, to be fair..."

Fyr pursed her lips, tail curling back and forth curiously.

"I suppose pumpkin picking could be fun, it's been a long time since I've carved a pumpkin... Have you ever done that, Car?"

"Hm, well, can't say I really got into anything other than the typical Halloween candy stuff, that's what I remember most about it," he admitted with a half-shrug, Kao chuckling in the background. "But I'd like to go if it was with you, Fyr."

She smiled. Something had changed in the last few days as the Autumn months closed in around them, fortunate to be in a part of the world where there were defined seasons, the changing colours of the leaves setting the land apart, if only for a little while. The tree lined streets gave an indicator that the months were changing, though the study schedules that Fyr and Car were both on, picking up extra courses to supplement their education, did not follow the traditional cycles and breaks that they'd been used to. In a way, it had thrown them both off kilter somewhat.

But it did not matter, not as she gamely said that they could all go, head to the party with the cider tasting - not for Kao, unfortunately, as he was underage, but he could have apple juice from the farm too - and go pumpkin picking too. It was only early afternoon, though there was still some time before night drew in, hours that weren't to be wasted. She liked how it made her mother light up, as if it was one thing that she had always truly enjoyed, even when things had been difficult in their life.

So, she would do whatever was needed, for her mother's sake.

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Car dashed home, though his parents' car was not in the driveway, as he'd expected. He hadn't been around all that much since they'd moved out, though they'd asked him especially to keep an eye on the house while they were away visiting family. Not for any bad reason, of course, but it still made his stomach twist uncomfortably. A lot of bad news could come from within families and there were memories there that the drake didn't want to revisit.

The house was quiet, however, as he mooched through the rooms, doing the usual, sorting the mail, watering the plants (god, his mother had so many plants), making sure that everything was in order. He might even be able to squeeze in a quick clean and freshen up of the place before they were back, for there was always the chance of a place gaining a hint of must and dust after the owners or occupants had been away for a while. It was something that he'd always noticed when he'd been younger and come back from holiday with them.

He yawned. Maybe a sit down wouldn't be that bad. It had been a busy time and, to be fair to him, it was exhausting running around fucking Sasha and being with Fyr, his time short enough at the best of times. He had too much on his plate and things there were going to come to a head eventually, even if he wanted everything to carry on the way it was, forever if possible.

Tired, a bit too tired. He had to head out to meet them at the farm where everything was being held, one of his friends working out there too - was it in the family? His eyelids were heavy, too heavy, leaning back against the sofa, fighting the claw of sleep.

A little rest wouldn't hurt, not after ransacking the fridge for food that would have gone off anyway before his parents got home. His stomach was full and everything around him was so quiet and soft and he was just so...sleepy...

What?

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He woke with a start, sitting bolt upright, heart pounding. It was never a good way to wake up, Car's tail slamming back into the sofa, yet the dragon seemed to have slumped down against the seats in his slumber. He checked his phone, cursing under his breath - Fyr was going to kill him! He was late, very late, but the messages that popped up on his phone screen, scrolling through them quickly, told him that Fyr was already gone.

Damn it... She's really going to have it in for me this time...

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But he didn't mean that. He would have been annoyed too if Fyr had stood him up for what was practically a date, hating having his time wasted. And there he had gone and done exactly the same thing to her, all by falling asleep on the sofa. He couldn't even honestly explain to her why he was so tired, for it would have broken her heart. That wasn't something that Carenath had any intent to do.

There was one message, however, from Sasha. Rubbing his temples, he flicked it open with his thumb.

Sasha: Hey, hon, if you text me the addy I'll come pick you up. We can head out and follow them up to the farm.

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Sasha: There'll be plenty of quiet places there for us to sneak off and...you know...

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That, at least, was something to perk him up, tapping away at the touch screen to send back his address, even though he could have just driven over there. To be fair, it would be quicker for her to pick him up, though a little strange, considering all that was going on between them. He supposed that things were going to be strange, however good they were too, despite all.

In the chilly late afternoon air, he waited on his doorstep, rubbing his arms, his favourite sweatshirt with Fyr. The kind of dragon that would freeze to death rather than ask for something to wear, he stuck it out, toughed it out, arms folded tightly across his chest as if that alone would help him keep in a little more heat. He was grateful when Sasha pulled up, the familiar, blue dragoness rolling down the window with a smile to call him over.

"Come on! We'd best head on, honey."

To anyone watching, there was nothing strange about them, their interactions. Only Sasha knew how her eyes followed the drake over to her car, muscle pulling lightly under his T-shirt, imagining how firm his glutes would feel when his arse was once again in her paws. She nipped at the edge of her lip, not hard enough to draw a bead of blood, enjoying the view. It was even better when he slipped in alongside her, reaching over to slide his paw down her thigh as if they were far more than casual partners, taking the time to fuck when they could.

She shivered. There was something there... Something that she had not had for a very, very long time. But she wasn't sure if she was ready for "that" yet.

"Hey, hon, what happened to you?"

Car grimaced.

"Ugh... Fell asleep on the sofa, not been sleeping well enough, clearly, lately... Fuck, Fyr's going to be so fucking mad at me."

"No need to swear, sweetie, we'll get you there and everything will be fine, don't worry. There's still time before the sun goes down and I hear there'll be dancing at the party, later, too. Maybe you and Fyr can stay out while Kao and I head home?"

She laughed lightly, giving a tiny shake of her head.

"Kao never liked Halloween, but I had to get him out to stop him from sitting where he was and gorging on candy, bless his heart. He's a funny dragon and he'll grow up... Always thought that Fyr matured earlier than him, but what are you going to do? You can't change things with dragons like that, they'll always be who they are. A little getting out and about though was always good for Kao."

"I was probably about the same as him," Car admitted with a shy smile, settling down into the passenger seat, though it had been a while since he had sat next to Sasha like that. "I only wanted the sweets and the candy... I probably went hyper and mad on it too, poor parents. You don't realise the kind of effect this stuff has on you until you're older."

Sasha barked a laugh, loud and sharp, though it was merely due to the extent of her mirth, her paw rising to half-cover her muzzle.

"Oh, dear... Yes, I remember those days! I used to send them out into the garden with their bathing suits and the sprinklers! It cooled them off in the summer, at least, though piles of fallen leaves were good for burning off excess "sugar energy" too..."

Sasha's eyes grew misty.

"I know not many are in the same boat as me here, but I love the Autumn months. The change of the seasons, the earth coming into a period of hibernation... It all feels right, a calming change. The colours of the leaves are pretty, but I used to decorate with so many pumpkins that they covered too many surfaces, tripping over them out on the porch. Fyr, bless her, she never complained. I think she does secretly like them too."

He smiled, his paw resting on her thigh, catching the small inhalation of breath she made.

"That's so sweet... I love hearing you talk about how Fyr was when she was younger, you know...before I knew her. But it's nice to hear someone talk so passionately about something too. No one seems to do that anymore."

He laughed, rubbing the back of his neck with his free paw, though he didn't want to remove his paw from her leg. It felt right there.

"Sorry, that must be real weird... Yeah, sorry..."

"Not at all, Car."

Sasha met his eyes with a smile, yet still had to keep her attention on the road.

"It's nice that you let me talk about it too, actually engage with it... Feels like there's not many left in the world like you, Car. I hope you stick around a good, long time, I'd hate to lose you as a..."

The pause dragged out, leaving them both shuffling uncomfortably. What lay in that pause, they had to ask themselves? Oh, it would all come out in time, but some things would have to become known sooner rather than later, as much as both dragons attempted to bury them, to pretend and lie and say that they weren't there. A lie, after all, did not mean that something did not exist.

"I know exactly what you mean."

That time, however, it was Car who broke the silence, showing a little more of his maturity in how he took control of the situation in a more adult way than ever, leaning over to close the distance between them. When they were driving together, alone in the car, there was no reason for it to be there at all, not when there was no one to see them, their secret safe as he dropped a soft kiss on her cheek. The dragon's lips lingered there for a moment, despite the bumps of the road, and she murmured something in return, heat rising to her cheeks.

"How do you always know the right thing to say, Car," she murmured, the warmth creeping down her neck not entirely unwelcome. "You're too young to talk the way you do. If only I had met you when we were the same age, I mean, if things had been different."

He nuzzled her cheek, inhaling her scent if only for a moment.

"Maybe things had to work out this way for a reason," he answered, though it was not much of an explanation, only musing. "I'm glad I met you all the same. You and Fyr have brought so much to my life and I wouldn't have it any other way."

He sat back, a little flustered too, though that was all well and good, as long as he remained in control of himself, not pushing Sasha too far, not into anything that she didn't want to do. He was too conscious of her and her wellbeing for that, especially with how she had made sure that he was comfortable with everything that they did before proceeding. He wanted to ensure that he always afforded the same care to her, even when he may have been thinking with other parts of his body other than his mind.

"Look!" Sasha pointed, changing the direction of their conversation. "We're almost there - it's this turn, right?"

Of course, she knew where the turn was: it had been there for the last fifteen years or so. Though she had not been up there for a good while, not after Fyr and Kao had lost interest in Halloween festivities, the traditional autumn garb that she loved so much. Sasha's tail curled back against her seat, trapped a little as she drove, though she could not help but feel a little lighter to be doing something in keeping with her and her personality again. It made her feel more like a dragoness and not only a mother.

She was more than that.

Still, they could not get out of the car and go around paw in paw right from the start, not when others there would know Car and know Sasha and know the whole family. The need for care had started to bug Car, gnawing at the nape of his neck, as if his spine was something that a savage beast had taken in their jaws, set on savouring his flesh and scales rather than devouring him whole. He'd always thought that sensations like that would come in his gut rather than up there, yet the feeling of unease remained the same.

Life bustled there, the farmworkers and owners - including his friend, who waved to him - hustling about, selling apple juice and cider, a bar set up. There was face painting for those younger and signs pointing to both pumpkin picking and the corn maze, dancing in a square framed with bales of straw. Already lights had been strung up around the flat farmyard, twinkling merrily, though the nip of the evening already pulled at the air. It would not be long before those artificial lights were their only lights there with which to see by, though they would all be fine regardless of the dark. They had each other to keep them warm.

They mooched around, Sasha trying to find out where Kao and Fyr were, but they were not to be easily seen. The drake rubbed the back of his head, groaning, catching her attention. Yet it was not the kind of groan that, frankly, she liked hearing from his lips.

"I think Fyr's still mad at me," Car said with a sigh, lips twisting together. "She's ignoring my messages, left on read."

"Give her time, honey, she'll come around. It wasn't that bad, but even trivial things like that can get our spines up at the worst of times."

Impulsively, she squeezed his paw in hers, the touch brief, just about in the reign of what was acceptable between a mother and her daughter's partner or boyfriend or whatever they liked to class their relationship as. Terms didn't mean much, only what was in the heart of a dragon.

"Come on, I'll cheer you up. Let's go get her some pumpkins. She doesn't like carving them, but she does like eating pumpkin pie! I'll show you the recipe for that tomorrow and - voila! She'll be back on your side!"

He smiled, a little brighter already.

"Thanks, I don't know what I'd do without you. Does she really like pumpkin pie? I can't believe I didn't know that, I could have bought her a nice one when I was in the bakery the other week."

"Ah, there's nothing to beat a little homemade love, sweetie, you'll see that in time. It's got to be baked from the heart, have a little more effort put in. Trust me."

He did trust her. That was not the only reason he followed her down to the pumpkin patch, lighter on his feet than he had been in a while, drinking in her presence. There didn't have to be anything sexual about it for Carenath to simply enjoy being with her, something that he was slowly coming to see, for it had been clouded by the lust between them prior. That was okay, for he had not expected anything more to be there, though it felt good too, warming him through, a comfortable pair of shoes that prickled with anticipation of the next adventure that they would go on together.

But he would pick the best pumpkins, Sasha talking easily with him about how the town used to be, what had happened there, filling him in on the kind of history that had never been taught in school. He wished that he'd known more about it, for his interest lay more there than in wars that had significance yet felt so far away and in the past that it was difficult to be invested in the learning. Perhaps that was why he had gone into something that felt more tangible and relatable, starting in trying for finance and accounting, slipping towards coding. Who knew?

"Oh, this is a good one!"

He held up the pumpkin triumphantly, a little scratched up from the sharper vines where they were covered in little spikes, but he had what was needed, the best collection of pumpkins that he hoped would be as tasty as they appeared. Sasha chuckled and shook her head, dusting off her palms, though she had not had to do much of the dirty work there, not with Carenath to help her out and take some of it off her paws. That was nice too... She couldn't remember the last time that Fyr or Kao had joined her for a spot of pumpkin picking.

It was good to be out, breathing fresh air, away from the town, though she enjoyed being around town too. She'd felt most at home out in the countryside for some time, even though she could go out there anytime. It was just the drive that did it, the active thought of taking a different turn on the road, going out of her way and off her well-beaten track around town. When she'd lived her life and grown up there, putting down roots, she'd ended up with rhythms and routines, even after becoming a single mother, which meant that she followed the same set patterns time after time after time again.

Maybe it was not always for the best. She glanced at Car, the drake with his phone in paw, frowning, tail hanging low.

"Something wrong, sugar?"

Not a term of endearment that she would usually use, but it felt right slipping off her tongue when it was about Car. He sighed and shook his head, which said more than it didn't.

"Yeah... No... Maybe, I dunno. Fyr's just so cold, she's texting me back now, but I think I hurt her feelings. I was late a few times last week and I think it's so there's one little thing, the one time I had a real reason to be late, that's what ended up being the tipping point."

Sasha rubbed his back soothingly, closer to him than she should have been.

"At least you can see that, honey, but Fyr will too. When you fix the lateness, which would wear on anyone, other things that were nagged because of that will drop into line, as neatly as you would like. You're most likely right in this being something that wouldn't have normally been an issue but is this time because of the other times."

It was a little complicated, though not in the way that they did not understand - it was simply a little trickier to put into words. Car sighed and she drew him into a light hug as the lights when down, their bags full of pumpkins that they had already paid for, per bag filled.

"Thanks, Sasha, that helps. Hopefully, the pumpkin pie will sweeten her up a bit? I can fix it, I know I can..."

"It's not as bad as you're seeing it, Car, though it's sweet that you care so much about her. I thought you two were a good pair from the start," she assured him. "I know you'll find the right way to put things right between you, both of you from both sides."

It was not all about the two of them, after all, something that had to be shared between drake and dragoness all the same. They walked back, close together, paws brushing comfortably as they carried their bags of pumpkins. Car had even managed to find a little white one that he hoped to carve up for Fyr on Halloween, something to remind her of her favourite anime of late, the little ghost that was in it. He only hoped that a little gesture like that could go one step closer towards opening the lines of communication between them at the very least.

Yet she had asked him, in the message that he had read, not to come down to the party just yet, saying that she was hanging out with Kao, that Kao needed to talk. Whether that was true or not was another question, imparting the information to Sasha without expecting her to do anything much with it. But the dragoness had an idea in mind as they approached the main area where things were going on with the bar and more seats had been set up for people to hang out and relax, signs pointing patrons to visit different areas as the lights twinkled in the twilight glow.

"Hey, if Fyr still wants some space..." Sasha said with a grin, the tip of her tail pointing in the direction of the corn maze entrance. "Maybe we should duck off in there for a while? I'm sure it will be nice and isolated..."

The lure of temptation lay heavy in her tone and Car would have been a fool not to follow such an angel of lust between the tall stalks of corn. There were no ears of corn that he could spot, though he would have expected most of the harvest to be good and done, or else his friend and those working with him would not have been able to take the time to even cut a path and a maze through the, well, maize.

Maybe he should have been down on his knees doing something cute to get Fyr on his side again, at least opening those lines of communication. Maybe it would even have been better if she was the only dragoness on his mind, if he couldn't do anything at all to stop his head from going around in circles of worry. That was how others behaved when faced with stress or concern, what he had seen or learned from his parents. Even then, the love they shared had only been shown when their worry too had been shown. If someone was being strong and calm, as he had seen it back then, that meant that they "weren't worried", despite them simply putting on a brave face.

Sometimes, the patterns that one learned from their parents and similar behaviours were not always the healthiest to hold close. So it was that Car had to let some go as he brushed aside the maize, trailing his fingers through the dryer stalks, following behind Sasha. Of course, they had left the pumpkins at a collection point outside with their names on the bags, just to make sure that there would be no harm coming to their treats in venturing into the maze with them.

One thing that they did bring with them, however, was a large blanket. Perhaps not the most sensible item to drag along with them into a corn maze, but as the warmth of her paw pressed into his and his heart skipped a beat... Car knew that it would be needed.

They ventured deeper, playing and laughing, twisting and turning. Taking a right and then a left, they did not care for finding the way out too quickly, seeking the quickest way to get lost in the maze. No other cries filtered forth over the stalks, even though they could have simply pressed their way through the maize if they had wanted to make good their escape, appearing that they were well and truly alone out there.

"It's more something for kids," Sasha giggled, her tail flicking back over his crotch, playing across the front of his jeans as the drake lunged and tried to snatch her up into his arms. "Mm... Yeah, you know...something for them to play around in. It's not that they can get lost in here. Teenagers aren't hanging around, not with the drinking restrictions..."

But her attention was lost as the drake took her in his arms, claiming her lips with his. Just like that, all thoughts about what else could have been happening at the farm was swept from her mind, twilight sinking into the edge of darkness, the blanket still useful but thankfully not needed to cover anything spiky on the ground, like the vines around the pumpkins. That would not have been the best place for them to make love, as kinky as it could have been.

She would have loved to do it out in the open, even if they didn't exactly have the most time out in the corn maze to do it. Pressing a little between the stalks, flattening and squashing what they could, they were in too much of a rush to do anything special, making room for themselves and keeping an ear out, just in case anyone else was about. Car hoped that Sasha was right and that there wouldn't be anyone out there that late, though even he would not have denied the prickle of excitement he felt at the thought of someone coming upon them.

To be caught in the throes of passion... Oh, it was a hotter thought than it had any right to be, moaning, kissing Sasha deeply, pinning her wrists back passionately on either side of her head. The dragoness moaned into his kiss as their tongues tangled, the need for haste hustling them on, coursing through them with every beat of their hearts, the pump of blood around their bodies.

And yet there was nothing more sensual than the feel of their tails tangling together, pulling and twisting, curling into one another until there was no telling where the drake started and melded into the dragoness under him. He pushed her wrists down into the crackling and rustling of the old, dry stalks that they had crushed under the blanket and their bodies, tails twisting, using his weight to hold her there. He didn't know if Sasha could have pushed him off if she'd wanted to, though he didn't want to find out, some part of the drake wanting that moment of control, the seductive thrill of it thrumming through him.

They had that moment all to themselves, bodies pushing, grinding against one another as if they were adult teenagers all over again. Of course, that time was closer for Carenath than it was for Sasha, though the sentiment remained the same, lust pulsing through them, their kiss a little wetter and sloppier than it strictly needed to be. But sex was like that sometimes - it was never meant to be prim and clean and proper, not in any means. The raunchier the better, as far as they were concerned, despite the connection sparking between them.

Maybe one day they would address that, the depth of their unbidden connection, Sasha rolling onto all fours. Sadly, she had not chosen that day to wear a skirt and her jeans were in the way, though they were of the type that hugged her waist and hips, showing off her shape to its best advantage. That could have been why Car had not been able to resist pouncing her in the corn maze, even if that was pretty much the reason that they had scurried on out there.

Who cared about finding their way through it to the centre, after all, when they could take their lust and passion wherever they damn well pleased?

She rolled onto all fours, grinding back against him as she fiddled with the buckle and zip and he positioned himself behind her. There was only so much he could do in such a position, growling deep in the back of his throat, need rising, pushing his shaft against his buttocks as he freed his erection.

"God, Sasha, do you know how fucking hot you are?"

She chuckled, squirming her jeans down to expose her bare arse. No underwear: excellent.

"Yeah... Mmm, honey, I have an idea there, though you're going to have to show me with that thick fuck stick of yours - ohhhhhhh!"

She moaned loudly as he filled her, one stroke of his cock spearing beautifully into her pussy, spreading and stretching her open, her head swimming. It was funny how one push of his cock could do that to her, make her feel like she was experiencing everything for the first time. The position, however, meant that her legs were closer together, making her sex tighter than it usually would have been, the delicious stretch tugging at her body.

The stretch begged her to open around him, to enjoy the moment, the push and the ease of his thrusts, how he ground back and forth inside her, her body moulding ever so perfectly to that fat girth of his cock. Her pussy strained around him, slick and ready, yet that did not mean that she did not intimately feel every thrust driving deep, the head of his shaft reaching her innermost barrier with each thrust.

Car huffed and grunted, partly aware of the fact that they were out in the open (pretty much) and that he had to be careful about that - and partly not giving a damn either way. It was too exhilarating, the rustle of the corn around them, as if they could have done anything and gone anywhere and nothing bad would ever come of them. Who would not have wanted to lean into that emotion, letting sensation swamp them, moment by moment and thrust by devious thrust?

His girlfriend... Rather than feeling guilty that he was fucking her mother while she was back there at the party, he wished that Fyr was there with them. He couldn't fuck two dragonesses at the same time (or could he?) but he could be with them both, pleasure them both, allow everyone to share in the same kind of delight and ecstasy together. That could have been all that he'd wanted all along, nothing all that complicated, yet it was not always as easy as that, not even for someone like Carenath. He was only just coming into understanding who he was and where his place in the world belonged, after all. Not everything could be worked out in the simple span of a day.

He grunted, powering into Sasha, focusing on her, though Fyr lingered in the back of his mind, the taste of her kisses, how she felt around him as he plunged deep into her pussy, her tail lifting against his chest. He liked that sensation more than anything else in the world, that moment of first penetration, whether it was with Sasha or Fyr. Everything came with different nuances, tiny details shifting and changing, allowing the experiences to be simply as they were. They did not need to be exuberant or "porn star good", so to speak, but they only had to be as they were, all dragons coming together with lustful pants and moans, breath trapped in quivering throats.

Sasha was not privy to what was going on in the drake's mind, which was rather a lot, considering. He usually would have been wrapped up in the thought of her and her alone, even when he was with Fyr, though there was a new fire and a fresh spark in him that had the dragon hammering into her pussy repeatedly. Every fuck felt like the first and the last between them, everything at the same time, and she lived and longed for it, moaning through a gaping mouth, hardly able to pull her lips back together again.

It felt too good, her cunny so tight, even squeezing her legs together again for a little more sensation - not that it was needed. Her jeans tugged at her thighs, yet they had to slip down even more, her bare arse pushed up, cheekily naughty at the fact that she hadn't donned any underwear that day. It had felt superfluous, to say the least of it.

Around Car, she wanted him to be able to get his cock into her or his maw up against her wet pussy as quickly as possible, always and at all times. She didn't want to make things difficult when they were together, for casual conversation could slip into sex at a moment's notice - and that was just the way she liked it too. She didn't have to hide anything when she was with him, grinding back onto his dick with every thrust, her tail wound tightly around his waist so that he could not pull away.

It was there that the dragoness kept the drake as deeply up inside her as possible, grinding and slamming, the slap of his hips on her bare arse rising. He huffed and grunted, barely able to pull back before driving into her once more, the dragoness' cunny too enticing, need getting the better of him as Car shivered bodily.

"Oh, fuck yes..."

He needed it, all so badly, need winding together with lust, tinted with love, the air around them seeming to warm in the corn maze. He couldn't think about how close they could be to discovery as twilight lowered the light further around them, fucking like wild animals that had nothing left in them to possible control their desires in any way.

"Yes... Oh..."

She moaned for him, her pussy rippling around him as she lusted for the moment, losing sense of her own reality as she enjoyed herself far, far too much. Her head spun as she forgot even where she was, though that seemed to happen more often than not with Carenath, the drake who brought out so much more from her heart than she had ever thought possible. Orgasm roared through her, though she was only dimly aware of his paw clenching around her muzzle, haphazardly trying to quiet her. That was harder than either of them could have thought possible in such an environment, though the soft claw of darkness falling around them helped at least a little.

He could not stop thrusting, however, driving into her, the lewd slop of her pussy rippling around him, her juices so luscious that they could not remain dormant in her pussy for a moment longer, not with his cock powering within her. Back and forth, the rhythm of his thrusts was rampant and passionate, hammering in, stretching her out, though she was so ready for him, aching through climax as one orgasm spiralled into the next. Pleasure swamped the pair, taken in illicit lust, drama clutching them tightly, holding the two dragons right where they needed to be.

But he was more composed than her as he let loose a muffled groan of lust deep in the back of his throat, clenching his jaw, releasing Sasha's snout. He had to trust her that all was well and good, that everything was as it was meant to be, her body aching back against him in shuddering ripples, her glutes tense. That would all be released in time, softened once more, her heaving pants of breath simmering down, even as he curled over her, unloading his seed into her pussy.

It was all the same, his cock throbbing as he spurted his load inside her, though it was the slick tightness of her pussy around his cock that he longed for all the same. He grunted, clenching his jaw, though he could no more stop the force of his orgasm than he could pull out of her. Her pussy gripped him too wantonly, as if their bodies should never again be seen apart, need coursing through in beat after beat of their shared lust and hearts.

But he had to pull out, sooner or later, loathing the moment. He enjoyed kissing her afterwards more, wanting to share their time together for longer, even though they had to find their way back to the entrance of the maze, at least eventually. He had amends to make with Fyr, even with the memory of her mother's warm pussy around his cock, panting softly, need thrumming inside him. That, however, would have to be sated later, with Fyr, if she would have him. Otherwise, it would be only him and his paw later that night.

"Darling, there is never a bad time with you..."

Sasha purred, kissing him softly, her tongue flickering up against his lips, though that was as deep as it went. He moaned into the kiss, yet it was gone a moment after it was born, his need still there, tail curling back and forth.

"Come on, sugar... Let's get back out of here. We'll get our pumpkins, I'll head home, when we're all done, with Kao. You and Fyr can go home together, of course, I'd never want to get between you."

That may have been considered strange, considering what they had just done, but relationships did not have to be simple at the end of the day. They were as they were, the two of them giggling as they stumbled through the maze, using the light of their phones to illuminate at least part of the way. The party lights guided them as they moved through the maize itself, for no one would care that the leftover stalks were tramped, not when all had been harvested and everyone had had their fill of fun there.

And the two of them most certainly had too, sharing one last kiss before they were forced to step back into the lights of the party, darkness falling quickly, though it was not to be set aside. For there were things that could be said under the cover of darkness that could not be said during the day.

They knew that. Not everyone did.

Everything smoothed over, not easily but still done all the same. He held Fyr's paws and danced with her, pleading forgiveness, though Sasha had been right in saying that there was more going on, little things building up. Not everything could be resolved in a night, but there was plenty of time for that.

They danced, Sasha sitting back and watching, Kao complaining that he wanted to head off, for he had been at least a little mollified by a couple of his friends turning up too. Apparently, they had been roped in to help out, but he at least had someone to chat with while he longed for the release of the next video game that he had his eye on. His passions may have differed from those of his family, but he was still his own dragon, all in his own right.

All was right with the world, Car sharing a kiss with Fyr, hoping that all would go well too when he baked up that pumpkin pie for her.

Well...a drake could only try!