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Meg ran her fingers through her red-orange hair, while still damp, she was glad to have been able to have a hot shower at work after a crazy shift at the hospital. While she enjoyed her work most days, she was getting real tired of people 'slipping and falling' onto various objects and then needing her to retrieve them from places where the Sun doesn't shine.

Collecting her handbag from her locker she smiled at the photo inside the metal cabinet. Her green dragon boyfriend lay sprawled out on a beach, eyes closed as he slept and absorbed the Sun's warmth with his large wings. Taken during their last vacation she remembered how much convincing it had taken him to walk on the sand, the memories of his previous job still haunting the drake. Once he had discovered the course beach sand wasn't like the fine powder like dust of the middle east, he had relaxed greatly and even enjoyed frolicking in the waves with her.

When she closed her locker she felt a pang of loneliness, Keenis was away on a two week conference. While the fellow doctor was reluctant to go to the event, Meg had strongly encouraged him to attend and in the end he had finally agreed to go. While rare for a dragon to be able to do magic, it was even rarer that the dragon would have the aptitude to become a doctor and be able to put his gifts to use.

Now, Meg was faced with a full two days off, but no drake to enjoy it with. She adjusted the strap on her handbag and she left the locker room to begin to make her way out of the bustling hospital. She smiled and waved to one of her colleagues who was busy being engaged by a rather vocal dragon that claimed to need painkillers for an illness that seems to keep changing.

She paused for the large automatic doors to open and stepped out into the patient drop off area, looking down she reached a hand into her hand bag and pulled out her phone. A flicker of a smile pulled at her lips as she saw the picture of Keenis pulling a face, even though the wallpaper annoyed the drake it always made her smile.

Swiping it unlocked, she tapped on a food delivery app. After a long day, she was eager to treat herself to dinner from Grub-Wyrm, a food delivery service that used dragons to deliver meals across the city.

“Are you a doctor?" Came a deep voice from ahead, the words making her stomach tighten and pause mid stride, but as she realized the voice, her eyes went wide.

Looking up she saw the familiar dragon, sitting on the pavement with a broad grin, the green drake's scales seemed to twinkle in the night lights of the city. “Keenis!?" Meg exclaimed and half ran, half skipped towards her drake. Wrapping her arms around the base of his neck she pulled herself tight against his front, his warmth seeping quickly into her as his forepaw came up and wrapped around her waist to deepen the hug. “What are you doing here?"

Keenis let out a content growl as he held his human mate, despite their size difference he found more comfort in their embrace than with any dragon. “I flew back for the weekend." He murmured, “Today was just a day of networking, so I flew off early." He added softly. “I think they were happy that they didn't have to cater for me."

Meg chuckled and kissed the side of his neck, his embrace washing away any loneliness she once felt. “What time did you get back?"

“A while ago, but I had a few things I wanted to get done before tonight." Keenis said and released her from his embrace and looked down at her warmly.

Meg reached up and gently stroked his chin. “And what is so special about tonight?" She asked softly, a smirk creeping on her lips as she saw the playful look in his eyes.

“Well…" Keenis started while lowering his head down to her cheek to whisper into her ear, his hot breath against her ear. “It's the start of the weekend. Two full days of no foreign objects, no patients, no pager, no gross rashes."

“You had me at no foreign objects." Meg giggled, scratching his jaw line with her trimmed nails. “But we need to tidy the apartment this weekend, it's become a bit of a warzone."

Keenis nodded with a knowing smile, “Oh, I know. But don't worry about that, tonight it's just me and you." He said reassuringly and lowered his front down so he was laying on the cool pavement. “Shall we?" He added with a warm smile and a small nod for her to get on his back.

Meg stepped closer and hooked a hand under the drake's harness. Swinging her leg over his shoulders, she was glad she was wearing jeans. Stroking his neck to let him know she was settled, he smiled and began to stand up. She leaned with him as his body rocked as he got to his feet, his powerful legs lifting them both with ease. The warmth of his solid body between her legs made her feel safe and as he walked his way towards a safe area to take off and she leaned forwards to wrap her arms around his neck to continue their hug.

Keenis' body rolled from side to side in a gentle motion as he walked towards the marked area for dragons to take off and land outside the hospital. Looking up he saw a dragon coming down to land and kept clear to give them space, their wings spread wide with a soft white light glowing from a globe in their paw. While they waited, he reached into a pouch in his harness and passed a baseball sized light to Meg. Given the many dragons that lived in the city of Liberty Scales, ensuring that others could see you flying at night was a necessity to reduce the risk of collisions.

Turning the ball over, Meg found the large switch and turned it on. The light's white exterior lit up in a brilliant cool light, illuminating her and her dragon as they stepped into the take off area. Leaning with him, Meg looped a hand through his harness and clutched the ball tight with the other as he unfolded his wings and launched them into the sky.

The night air in the city was always cool, but as Meg watched the streets fall away from them she leaned forwards and pressed herself against his warm neck. With the light still in one hand, she noticed that his scales seemed shinier than usual. While he always took care of himself, she remembered that he had booked himself to have a full polish before his conference.

Thankful that their apartment was not far from their work, Meg absentmindedly stroked the side of his neck and enjoyed the sensation of his scales shifting under her touch. Spotting their apartment in the distance, she saw that the balcony light had been left on and smirked knowing that he must have already been home today.

She felt him adjust his wings as he prepared to land on the large balcony. While their apartment was not as flashy or as fancy as those in the center of the city, their combined income allowed them to rent an apartment on the top floor. With no roof over their balcony, it was easier for Keenis to come and go from their home and she sat up straight as he began beating his wings to slow down.

With a final flare of his large wings, he touched down gently on all fours and folded his wings before lowering himself down to let her dismount. Her hand lingered on his shoulder after she had swung her leg over his back and walked with him to the balcony door. A large keypad illuminated itself as it sensed her hand near it and she quickly tapped in their code before sliding the door open for her dragon. Turning the spherical light off she slipped it back into a pouch on his harness as he walked past before kicking off her shoes and leaving them outside.

Her heart soaring as she smelt the rich scent of a roast cooking in their large crock pot. More akin to a baby's bassinet, the large ceramic appliance was cooking something delicious for them both and she couldn't help but smile at her drake. “Something smells amazing." She remarked while she began to help him with his harness. Her smaller hands unclasped the buckles with ease until the rig fell to the floor with a thud.

“I thought we could have ribs for dinner." He smirked and turned around to lower his head to bring his snout to her level, “boneless, of course." He added with a small press of his snout to her cheek.

Meg chuckled, his favorite food and by far what he could cook the best was ribs. However the sound of him crunching the bones was like nails on a chalkboard to her. “Thank you." She whispered softly while her hand scratched under his jaw. Reaching with her other hand she fumbled with the light switch before clicking it on, the apartment quickly illuminated by the dozen downlights recessed in the high ceiling.

While stroking his chin she looked around the apartment and smiled, when she left for work, the place looked a mess. With their busy schedules life had caught up with them both and clutter had covered most surfaces of their apartment. But now, the counter and table were clear, the pillows on the large couch were straightened and everything looked back in its place. In the corner of the room she spotted the vacuum cleaner, its power cord a tangled mess beside it.

“The vacuum cleaner doesn't like me." Keenis stated and closed his eyes as Meg kissed his snout, both of her hands wrapping under his jawline to hold him close.

“It's okay, I don't like it either." Meg chuckled before kissing him again. “Thank you." She added softly, “You didn't have to do all this."

Keenis opened his eyes and looked into hers. “You were working and I missed you." He replied, pushing his snout against her cheek and resting his head on her shoulder.

While she could lift his head with effort, she was glad that he only rested part of his head's weight on her. “I missed you too." She murmured, stroking his neck and cheek with both hands while holding him close. His size and scales would always make him tougher than her, but the way that he was always so gentle and soft with her made Meg's heart soar.

Keenis enjoyed her touch, her gentle soft hands tracing his scales in such a caring and tender way. The stress of the conference and flight washed away with every gentle pat. “You know, ribs always taste better the longer they cook." He whispered and smiled when she giggled quietly.

“Oh really?" Meg retorted with a grin. “And what did you think we could do to pass the time?"

Keenis slowly drew back his head and looked her up and down with a hungry desire in his eyes that made Meg's heart flutter. “I was thinking we get you out of those stuffy clothes, and I will show you how much I missed you." His voice deep and low causing Meg's arms to break out in goosebumps.

With the room suddenly becoming slightly warmer for Meg, she brushed a hand down his snout and stroked his cheek before turning around. The way her hand gently guided him to follow her made his heart beat faster, his love leading him towards their bedroom with nothing more than the softest touch.

His tip began to peek from his tight slit as he followed her down the hallway, his large strides slow and methodical as she brought him into their room. After days of sleeping on uncomfortable hotel beds, the sight of their large bed made him eager to lay next to her and cuddle. But as she stripped off her blouse and bra, any thoughts of rest were gone from his mind.

Meg gasped as he kissed the side of her neck from behind, his head dwarfed hers yet was gentle as he began tracing kisses down her shoulder blade. She giggled as he kissed her lower back and yelped in surprise when he put his snout below her bum and lifted her up onto the bed with a playful toss. By the time she had righted herself on the soft bed, his smiling green face filled her vision. Turning his head slightly he mashed his lips to hers, his tongue dwarfing hers as he pushed it into her smaller mouth and passionately kissed her like he would never get another chance.

The delicate sound of the zipper on her jeans made him open his eyes, with a smirk he looked down to see her beginning to shimmy out of her pants. With a kiss on her breasts, then her belly and then her groin, he continued to bring his head down towards her feet. With a delicate touch that betrayed his size, he carefully took the hem of her pants between his jaws and helped her pull them off her pale legs.

With a flap sound, the denim pants were sent flying across the room and he pressed his snout against her thighs. The beige underwear she wore was not fancy or lacy, but practical. “So many layers…" he complained with a playful smile as she looped her fingers into them and began pulling them off.

“Shut up, I can't walk around naked all the time like you can." Meg teased, her voice hitching as he kissed her thigh when she was free of her undergarments.

“Mmmhm, you can this weekend." He murmured as he pressed his snout between her legs. The warm scent of her soft skin and the way it slid against his scales made his member continue to emerge. “We can stay in, get food delivered and be ourselves." He whispered, his large snout pressing against her legs.

Meg was about to reply when her breath was taken away, her large drake pushing his snout to her groin and tracing his large tongue up her pussy. Her hands instinctively clutching their bed covers as he gently and tenderly stroked his wet tongue between her legs, looking down her eyes locked with his. Despite being together for years now, the way his bright, intelligent eyes would burn into her soul always made her knees weak. Combined with the fact that he was so much stronger than her, being so gentle and caring with her fragile body made her become heavily aroused.

“I missed this." He whispered after swallowing, her taste clinging to his tongue as he nuzzled her privates and resumed licking.

Meg smiled, her head tilting back and arching her back to move her sensitive areas into the path of his exploring tongue. “It was only ah! a week." She gasped as he gently rocked his snout from side to side, softly grinding his scaled nose into her groin.

“A week too long." He murmured before running the tip of his tongue up her crease, partially spreading her lips as if asking to explore deeper.

“Mmmgh, fuck." Meg gasped, the feeling of his breath against her shaved pussy and the knowledge that he was holding back just for her caused her pleasure to build. Her grip on the bed sheets tightening and hips lifting as he pressed his tongue tip into her vagina. It's slippery girth parting her walls as it pressed deep before pulling back and circling her hardening clit.

Keenis smiled to himself at how wet she was becoming. His saliva was helping but he couldn't deny the tang of her arousal flooding his senses as he began to delve his tongue back in. “Keenis, fuck!" Meg cried, her body tensing as he found a sensitive area and began to dart his tongue across it.

Keenis adjusted his stance so he was standing on three legs, his forepaw finding its way back to his exposed length. While not the same as the tender embrace of his mate, his paw gently began stroking his hard length. The tapered spire leaked pre to allow his paw pads to effortlessly glide up and down, wrapping his digits as best he could around the girth length he gave a squeeze and moaned into her pussy.

The sounds of her ragged breathing and his deep pleasurable groans filled their bedroom, a symphony of pleasure echoing off of the walls as he dedicated himself to her. Between his questing tongue and the textured grind of his snout to her groin, she could feel her voice climbing higher and higher. “Don't stop." She gasped, “please don't stop." She begged, her voice laden with need and desire.

He could feel her walls quiver and pulse as her climax built, all of his pent up energy from the whole week now focused on steadily eating her out. Everytime he brought his tongue back into his maw to swallow he would then focus on her clit before pushing back into her. All while stroking his tapered length with his right paw, his own heart beating faster as his mind was flooded with her scent and taste.

Keenis opened his eyes, unaware he had closed them, when he felt her thighs grip his cheeks. The corners of his mouth pulled back in a smile as she wrapped her heels behind his head and held him close with an almost dragon-like grip. “I'm close. I'm close!" She gasped her back arching and hips coming off of the bed in response to his delightful tongue. Every lick and rub brought her climax closer and closer, like a swelling tide rising she knew she was about to cum.

Her voice became not much more than a drawn out whine as her climax washed over her, like waves crashing on a beach her mind was awash with pleasure. With eyes scrunched closed and mouth agape she had no choice but to ride out the storm of arousal that made her whole body quiver, all while he continued to plunge his tongue into her and grind his nose on her clit.

As he watched her writhe in pleasure he continued to bring his tongue up and down her lips methodically. As she began to come down from her high Keenis would shallowly dive his tongue in and out of her to prolong the sensations. Slowly easing up his pressure and speed until he was ever so gently licking around her pussy, dutifully cleaning her of their combined slick fluids. Relaxing his grip on his hard shaft he found it awkward to continue stroking himself and returned to all fours.

“I- I needed that." Meg whimpered with a breathless and blissful look on her face, her once tidy short red hair now looked disheveled. Realizing she still had his head locked in place with her legs she moved her feet back to the bed.

Lifting his head and licking his lips he smiled, “Good start to the weekend?" He asked rhetorically as he stepped onto the bed, the thick slats creaking softly and the mattress dipped towards him as it took his weight.

Meg smiled up at the large green drake looming above her, his pinkish-red spire catching her eye. “Well, I think it's your turn." She said warmly and rolled over.

Keenis' head snapped down in surprise, “Um- thanks, but you don't have to." he murmured. “You were working all day."

Meg rolled onto her hands and knees, with a turn of her head she looked up at the surprised drake. “I want to try it. Like this, like a dragon." She said with conviction.

His eyes went wide at what she was suggesting. While they had been together countless times, it was almost exclusively with him laying on his back and her riding him. While some dragons may say it was emasculating to be under a female, he was more than happy to allow her to control the depth and speed of their sex. “Are you sure?" He asked, lowering his head down to her cheek to nuzzle her. “I don't want to hurt you." He added with genuine sincerity.

“I trust you, Keenis." She said and lifted a hand to stroke his chin. “I have the weekend to learn how to walk again." She joked and kissed the side of his snout.

Keenis chuckled and stepped over his woman, while moving into position his head lingered next to hers until his neck couldn't curl tight enough. With a final kiss he lifted his head and placed his paws ahead of her arms, he had to crouch further than he expected to bring his length close to her height.

Meg's eyes widened as she felt the damp slap of his meat on her spine, its tip a lot higher up her back than she expected. Glancing back, she could tell he was well out of position and reached behind her. After a moment of fumbling, she gripped his tip and tried to guide him backward. As soon as her fingers wrapped his pre-covered length, his hips automatically surged forwards, hard. Her grip faltered as she felt the power behind his drive but she quickly grabbed onto his long length again. “Easy tiger, take a step back." Meg chuckled and pushed back with her hand.

Getting the hint, he took a half shuffle backwards, allowing her to take charge in placing his hard length where it needs to be. It took the pair a few awkward moments to get him aligned with her wet and ready depths. But after letting go and reaching between her legs to hold his tip, they finally managed to get his length pressed to her entrance. “Take it slow." Meg said softly, the anticipation to be taken by him in this new position causing butterflies in her stomach.

Keenis became focused on the wall in front of him as he forced himself to slowly press forward, every fiber of his body begging him to plunge into her tight body yet he managed to control himself. His jaw clenched as he felt the welcoming wet warmth of her passage begin to envelope his tapered penis, the first few inches slipping in with an easy glide before she became very tight.

“Oooof, hello." Meg gasped, her hands scrunching the bedsheets once again. Keenis quickly pulled back until just his tip was in and looked down under himself to see if she was okay.

Seeing the concern etched into his face she smiled, “It's okay, it just feels different. Keep going." She said and pushed her hips back to encourage him.

Keenis opened his mouth to confirm but paused when she nodded for him to continue. Feeling the blood rushing to his head from looking upside down he lifted his head and slowly pushed back into her, the feeling of her walls parting for his spire driving out all thoughts from his mind.

Clenching his jaw, he steadied himself only pushing in when he could and allowing her body to adjust to his large cock. Easing back a few inches he pressed slowly back in, the way her body seemed to clench and grip his length caused him to pant heavily. Feeling how wet she had become made his pride swell, knowing that despite the immense stretch she was enjoying the filling sensation.

“Okay, I don't think I can take any more." Meg gasped and felt him pause mid thrust. “But don't pull out, sorry, I mean don't go deeper." She explained, realizing what she had said. “I want you to take me, properly though."

Keenis nodded in understanding and pulled back before rocking his hips and thrusting into her with more conviction. “FUCK!" Meg cried out.

“Sorry! Are you okay-"

“More- more of that." She replied hastily while lowering her chest to the bed and keeping her hips raised. “I'll tell you to stop if it's too much." She added.

Keenis took a deep breath to steady his nerves and pulled back before thrusting lighter than before. Pulling back he began thrusting in a rhythm that worked for them both. His more gentle thrusts not going unnoticed by the woman, she found herself smiling at how he was trying to be gentle for her.

While he knew he would never be able to hilt the woman, he was always impressed with how much of him she could take.

While he kept his thrusts shallow to ensure he didn't hurt her, he found himself ever so slowly picking up the pace as the sounds of their love making filled the air. Every drive of his cock would cause her to moan or gasp as the dozen inches of his cock was speared into her, their velvety walls clenching and gripping him tightly as he withdrew and drove in again.

His heavy breathing above her gave Meg a strange sense of reassurance and as he lowered his wings to shelter her from the world she became cocooned in his warmth. Sweat began to bead on her skin as she was taken by the powerful drake, his chest heaving above her with every deep breath of his powerful lungs. Every thrust sent her body spiraling as she imagined herself as a dragoness, with her big strong mate above her, breeding her.

“Mmmgh- Keenis- this-this is good." She moaned as he started to speed up his thrusts. Reaching back between her legs she gently held his exposed length, stimulating a few more inches that were unable to enter her tight body. A deep growl resonated from his body, lowering his front down to the ground he trapped her between the bed and his thrusting hips, not that she could think of anywhere else she would rather be.

She felt his shaft throb inside her with every beat of his powerful heart, pre leaking from his tip in preparation for a powerful climax. His thrusts slowly built in speed and power as he began to lose control, yet he managed to retain control over the depth of his hard drives. “I'm close, you feel so good." He murmured, jaw clenched tight as he drove into her again and again.

The feeling of his immense length surging in and out of her and the deep voice above her brought her quickly to the edge. The knowledge that she was able to bring him to climax despite their differences made her heart flutter, pressing back as best she could into his hard thrusts made Keenis' breath hitch before letting out a deep growl of bliss. Arching her back, she pressed against his chest, the vibrations of his body sent primal thoughts through her body. She was no longer Meg the doctor in their room, on their bed. She was a dragoness in a cave, in a land somewhere lost in time being taken by her alpha.

As her second climax of the night shot through her, her whole body tensed causing the next thrust of Keenis' hips to push her into the mattress. Her clenching tunnel triggered a breeding instinct inside the drake's bliss riddled mind as he began a series of sharp heavy thrusts. His tip drove deep into her climaxing body before his internal balls tightened and released his pent up seed.

Meg's eyes flew open as she felt the first blast of cum inside her, the volume quickly painting her interior and flowing back between the tight seal of her vagina and his cock. As he sent surge after surge of hot seed inside her he couldn't stop himself from lifting his head and roaring into the ceiling. The deep timbre of his powerful roar caused the pictures on the wall to rattle as he unloaded his balls into his mate.

She felt every pulse of his throbbing cock, its tip pressed deep into her body as his seed began to overflow down her soft skinned thighs. The bed spread quickly collecting the pool of his release as he stayed buried as much as he could inside of her shuddering depths.

Breathless, Meg smiled at the warm fulfilling feeling of his seed pooling in her. As his length began to slowly soften he pulled out from her, her pussy drooling with his seed. The bed cracked as he flopped down beside her and he used a paw to guide her to lay down, his long green body and tail quickly curled around her to form a nest of dragon. “Are you okay?" He asked while he unfurled a wing over them and looked at her with genuine concern in his eyes. “I wasn't too rough?"

Meg smiled and reached for his jaw with both hands to pull his snout close enough to kiss. “No- that was amazing." She whispered between kisses. “I think the bed spread is a write off though." She added, feeling the wetness against her legs.

Keenis nodded in understanding and chuckled, looking at her with his playful eyes. “Well, how about ribs in bed then?"