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The feeling of Teeba's scaled lips against his made Luke's eyes widen, yet he was frozen in uncertainty as he continued to hold her jawline. Looking down her elegant snout, his mind tried to process what was happening as Teeba kept her eyes closed and softly parted hers. The sensation of her long, wet, and surprisingly muscular tongue gently pressing past his lips and into his mouth made him realize just how alien kissing a dragoness really was. Stunned and unsure what to do, he kept still as the tip of her much larger tongue ran against his. His feeble attempts to reciprocate were dwarfed as she pressed harder into him and caused him to grunt in surprise.

At the sound, her eyes snapped open, and he watched her expression shift from loving to surprised and then to shocked in a matter of moments. Recoiling back suddenly, her lips and tongue left his mouth with a soft, wet hiss; however, Luke paid it little notice as he stood rooted in place, his empty hands beside him, holding nothing but air. His eyes were wide, and his bewildered expression caused the dragoness to turn her head away from him in shame.

“I– I'm sorry, I didn't… fuck…" Teeba said in a soft, almost whimper-like voice as she averted her gaze from him. “It's this heat… I'm sorry, I just thought…" she added, with her wings tightening against her sides.

The pain he saw in Teeba's amethyst eyes was like a dagger through Luke's heart, and he tried to speak but struggled to find the words. He felt so small as he remained locked in place and watched his friend's emotions overwhelm her.

“It's just, with everything that's been going on, and my cycle is just making me all… Please, forgive me."

Swallowing past the fist-sized lump in his throat, Luke finally found his words and shook his head. “No, Teeba, it's okay–"

“It's not! I just thought… but you were… I got ahead of my…" Her words were sporadic and incoherent as she glanced briefly toward him with apologetic eyes before looking away, ashamed of herself. “Can we just forget that–"

He cut off her words by stepping closer to her and placing both hands on her shoulders. She kept her head turned away until he began to stroke up either side of her head and gently guided her to look at him. “No, Teeba, let's not… let's not forget about that," he murmured softly as he looked into her large, deep eyes and smiled when her pupils dilated slightly. Reaching upward, he moved his hands behind her jaw and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. With a weak smile and a small nod, he tried to reassure her, then guided her snout down toward his lips.

The long, joyful whine that escaped Teeba's throat as his lips met hers made him grin, and he opened his mouth to press his tongue against hers. Now that he was prepared, her larger tongue felt glorious to press his own tongue against. He followed her lead as she turned her head slightly, and their kiss deepened into something more passionate. Her warmth, her taste, and her wetness all complemented each other, and he tried to keep up as she pressed her tongue gently into his mouth. In doing so, Luke felt her explore his mouth before pressing his tongue back against hers and running it across her teeth. Careful not to press to hard against the edge of her pointed fangs, he felt a shiver run down his spine as the primal part of his brain released a dose of adrenaline for being so close to something so dangerous. The sensation was overwhelming—an intoxicating mix of danger and tenderness that drew him deeper into the fervor of their kiss. Unlike before, he was ready for it, and it felt right. He couldn't help but groan in happiness as she explored his mouth, and he met her tongue with his own, running it along hers in desire. He wasn't sure when he had closed his eyes, but he slowly opened them as he felt his lungs begin to burn. Looking down her grey muzzle, he saw her eyelids scrunch tighter as he softly guided her back. Following his lead, she ended the kiss and slowly opened her eyes to look at him warmly.

After they had broken apart, the dragoness' mouth was still partially ajar as she breathed through it. He doubted her powerful lungs were out of breath from just their kiss; instead, she shared the same giddy excitement coursing through his own body. She swallowed and then smiled a wide, hopeful smile that made him grin like an idiot. “Does this mean…?" Teeba asked, her words drifting off with redundancy as they both knew what she was asking.

“I don't know—" Luke started, before realising it wasn't true. He did know; he did want to be with Teeba, the dragoness he knew as an internet friend, now turned into something so much more. “Yeah?" he quickly corrected, his inflection making her tilt her head while her smile grew wider.

“Yeah?" she asked him in return, clearly wanting him to say the words and commit himself to their relationship.

With his hands still on the underside of her snout, Luke looked deep into her eyes and nodded. “Yeah," he replied with conviction and pulled her close so he could place a loving kiss between her nostrils. The dragoness made a noise that sounded like a mix between a thrill of excitement and a croon of bliss. Lifting his lips from her nose, he kept her close and looked her in the eyes. “Fuck what people think. It's between us, right?" he asked rhetorically.

“Yusss," Teeba replied with a soft hiss and tilted her muzzle so she aligned her lips with his. Like before, she kept her lips just a hair's breadth away from his. However, this time, Luke didn't hesitate and gently leaned into her.

Their kiss was softer this time, less rushed and so much warmer. Moving his hands back along her jawline to cradle her cheeks, he tilted his head and continued pressing their mouths together. It could have been moments or minutes; time seemed to hold no meaning as he stood in front of her and affectionately made out with the large dragoness. Finally, he parted and gently brought her head down to his chest so he could press the bridge of her snout into his sternum in a warm embrace. With one hand around her snout, holding her close, he used the other to stroke the back of her neck and placed smaller, softer kisses against her forehead. “I guess… this makes me a tailchaser," he said between small kisses. He thought it would pain him to say the words out loud, as if speaking them made it real, but instead he felt as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Deep down, he realised he was finally being honest with himself.

“Hmmmm…" Teeba mused softly and pressed her head into him with enough firmness to make him take a step back. “Not yet you aren't," she added as she walked him another step backwards until he felt the countertop behind him.

Immediately, he knew what she meant, and the thought made him hold her tighter in uncertainty. Guiding her head upward, he shivered as she began the softest nibble-like bites against his shoulder and then the side of his neck. The way she could be so tender with such sharp teeth made goosebumps rise on his skin, and he rolled his head to one side to give her more access.

“Teeba, I…" he started, but his words faltered as she ran her tongue under his jaw and then tilted her head to resume kissing him on the lips. He felt an urgency in her actions that stirred something deep inside, and his whole body grew warmer as she pressed her tongue back into his mouth. Stroking his hands absentmindedly along her cheeks and then up behind her head to hold her close, he explored her scales while she kissed him with an almost hungry enthusiasm. He kissed her back with equal intensity, his hands reaching up to stroke the sides of her face, tracing the unique patterns of her scales. Each touch was a spark, each movement a stroke of fire, as they moved in a dance guided by instinct and raw emotion.

Her larger tongue dominated his mouth, but he didn't mind until she pushed him further back and he began to lean precariously over the cutting board and knife. Aware of the blade, he slid his hands down to her snout and gently pulled her away so he could speak.

“Teeba…" he whispered, smiling as she ran her long tongue under his jawline once again. The wetness against his skin felt almost ticklish, and he clung to her more tightly. “T, hold on, Teeba–" He kissed the side of her snout and looked into her eyes. “Can we just slow down for a bit? I know you're eager, but let me breathe for a second." He paused, catching a hint of apprehension in her eyes. “I'm not saying I don't want this, but I don't want to rush it," he explained, standing up straight as she lifted her head away.

“Sorry, I… I may have gotten a bit carried away," Teeba said sheepishly, though she smiled at him as her tail flicked to one side in excitement. “You have no idea how much I've wanted to do that."

Luke couldn't stop himself from smiling up at her. He motioned for her to lower her head again, and once he was cradling her snout in his palms, he placed a soft kiss between her nostrils. “I'm sorry it took me so long to come around," he said, then ran his hands along her jawline and neck as he stepped closer to her front. Wrapping his arms around the base of her neck, he hugged her warmly and smiled as she lifted a forepaw to wrap around his waist and return the gesture.

He felt a soft croon of happiness resonate in her chest as he pressed himself against her. Coupled with the warmth of her body and the reassuring pressure of her paw, he felt complete—until she curled her neck and used the underside of her chin to squeeze him even tighter. Feeling her heat radiate through his thin shirt and into his chest, Luke accepted what this meant: he was going to be dating a dragon. No more hiding, no more denying himself. The realization didn't scare him as much as it filled him with a nervous, excited energy, like the first time he had stood on the ramp of a transport aircraft with a parachute on his back, gazing into the void below.

Tilting his head, he placed a kiss on the side of her neck and was rewarded with a tightening of her paw on the small of his back. The sound of chicken cooking in the forgotten wok was the only noise in Teeba's barn as they embraced and simply enjoyed each other's openness. His fingers softly stroked the smooth, glossy scales of her thick neck, and her paw pads massaged his back while she held him and nuzzled the underside of her jaw into his shoulder blade. He felt like he could stay there forever, until he heard her inhale sharply; then he too smelled the telltale aroma of meat burning in the pan.

At first, he expected her to let go of him when he eased his grip around her shoulders, but instead, Teeba did the opposite. The paw she had around his waist slipped lower toward his buttocks and pulled him even closer to her front. Likewise, her chin kept him pinned against her scales as she leaned back over her hind legs, lifting him enough that his feet came off the ground. In the corner of his eye, he saw her place her other forepaw on the countertop for support as she mantled her wings and carefully hobbled over to the stove. With each tentative step, Luke's own feet dangled uselessly in the air as he was carried like a hatchling might cling to a stuffed animal.

“You can put me down if you want," Luke mused as he renewed his grip around the base of her shoulders to help her with his weight. The dragoness briefly dropped down to the floor, but even then she maintained her grip on him with one forepaw until she sat back on her haunches at the stove.

“But I don't want to," she replied finally, using her forepaw to grip the handle of the wok. With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the lumps of chicken around the pan before letting go and leaning further back on her haunches.

“How about we get back to cooking?" Luke asked, stroking the back of her spine tenderly. When the dragoness whined in playful protest, he chuckled and kissed her neck again. “We can have more hugs after dinner," he added, silently laughing when her paws maintained their loving hold on his body. “Come on, T, I still need to finish butchering the rest of the vegetables."

“Nope. You're mine now." Teeba giggled and shook her head from side to side, rubbing his shoulder with the underside of her jaw. However, after a few loving moments, the dragoness finally began to ease her grip on him so that he could stand on his own two feet. “I'll only let you go if you promise not to change your mind."

Luke smiled into her neck and gave her shoulders a loving squeeze. “I wouldn't do that to you," he said honestly, beginning to stroke her neck with more authority to emphasize his commitment. “We can keep going after dinner, I promise."

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Leaning back, Luke's expression of satisfaction and fulfillment made Teeba giggle sweetly as he tried to find his words. “So? How was it?" she asked, curling her neck so he could resume stroking her cheeks with his hands.

Swallowing, Luke wiped a bead of sweat from his brow and leaned back against the dragoness. “You should have told me it was that good…" he said, before taking a much-needed sip of his drink. He wasn't sure exactly what to do with his other hand, so he took it upon himself to stroke her folded wing in thanks. “If I knew it was that good, I would have asked for it sooner," he added and chuckled as she laughed. “Like, damn girl, why don't you just lead with that? I'd be chasing your tail a lot sooner if I knew what I was missing out on," he finished with a grin.

“That was just the beginning!" Teeba said proudly, nuzzling her snout under his chin affectionately. “This 'ness knows a few fun ways to keep it spicy," she added, before giving him a playful nibble on his neck. The sensation made him grin like a teenager before he guided her snout up and kissed her on the tip again.

“I don't know why I doubted you. Although, I didn't think it would be so… wet?" he said, trying to describe the sensation of her surprisingly firm thighs against his tongue. “Is that normal? Or was that because… you know?"

“No, that was because we almost burnt the chicken. I kinda went a bit hard on the sauce," she explained and absentmindedly moved her empty bowl off the couch, placing it on the floor beside them. “Although the larger chunks of cabbage were a nice touch," she added with a playful smile.

After parting from their embrace, the pair had made a hurried effort to prepare the vegetables, knowing that the sooner they finished cooking, the sooner they could eat and then return to making out on the couch. With the addition of the vegetables and the thick egg noodles, the wok quickly became too heavy for Luke to lift, so he resigned himself to cleaning the countertops while she worked. It only took a few minutes of cooking before the stuffy warmth of Teeba's heat became diluted by the sweet and spicy smells of honey, chicken, and vegetables tossing together in the large wok. Once finished, the pair worked together to fill a stainless bowl for Teeba and a smaller ceramic dish for Luke, then retired to the couch to eat.

Now, Luke relaxed against the dragoness' side, just behind her shoulder, wearing a content smile and sporting a full stomach. “You will have to share that recipe with me, though," he said, glancing toward her face to see her smiling happily. “I kinda lost track of the spices, and that was legit the best noodles I've ever had. Way better than the ones we had when Reevian came over," he added, feeling her shuffle her hind legs to get more comfortable. With the dragoness lying between him and the backrest of the deep sofa, he sat at the edge of the couch with her supporting him and his feet planted on the ground. The position had been far more comfortable for eating, but now he felt like he could stretch out and relax into a food-induced coma.

“If it means you will cook some for me, you can have all the recipes I know," Teeba said cheerfully, curling her neck so she could lick his chin and lips with a slow, sensuous stroke of her tongue. “You missed a spot," she lied and giggled as he scratched under her jaw with both hands.

“Uh-huh," Luke mused with a smile that made her wing tuck him closer against her side. In doing so, he accidentally knocked his empty bowl that he had put beside him, causing the fork to fall off the couch and clatter noisily to the floor. “How about I get rid of these first," he said, and kept still as she pressed her snout to his nose in a playful boop.

“Awwkay," Teeba said cutely and pulled her wing back so he could get up. “But then it's movie time, with hugs! You promised, remember?" she added, much to Luke's amusement.

“Of course. Let me put these in the sink, and I'm all yours," he said, without completely realizing how open-ended he made it sound. The dragoness's eyes widened briefly in surprise, but then a playful grin formed on her long snout. “Want another drink?" he asked as he stood up and placed his bowl inside hers. Teeba's drink was only a quarter full, and his glass remained quite full since it had been refilled while he prepared their dinner. Notably, as he stood up, he began to realize just how much liquid he had consumed, suddenly feeling the need to relieve himself.

“Hmmm, yes please. Need a hand?" she offered as he cradled the empty bowls in one hand and then picked up her large glass.

“Nah, your minion likes to serve," he replied with a deep, exaggerated bow that made her giggle. Much to her amusement, Luke remained bent at the waist as he walked backward from her until he almost bumped into the kitchen island, then stood upright.

“Hey, what movie did you want to watch?" Teeba asked as he placed the bowls in the sink and gave them a quick rinse under the tap to keep the remnants from sticking.

“I don't know; what do you want to watch?" he replied as he moved to her liquor cabinet and began making her another drink. He paused, realizing he wasn't sure what measure of alcohol was typical for a dragon. Deciding to go by the usual ratio he would use for a normal-sized cup, he began to pour the whisky.

“Nah, that's not how it works. You get to choose the movie," Teeba said, lifting her head to watch him pour. “Woah, that's enough," she added, and Luke quickly stopped pouring. “I want to be able to remember tonight," she teased playfully. “So come on, what do you want? You want to see some action tonight?"

Luke chuckled as he began filling the rest of her glass with cola, contemplating her double meaning. He hummed before finishing off her drink and returning the cap to the bottle. “How about something sappy and corny? Lots of people saying 'their beloved' and all that."

“Oh? You're looking for ideas, are you?" Teeba said with a snort of amusement and began tapping on the remote to browse through the titles. “I'll find us something, then. It's gonna be a proper Hallmark movie," she mused, focusing on the screen.

“Is it okay if I use your bathroom?" Luke asked, and when she nodded absentmindedly, he put the bottle of cola back in the fridge and walked towards her bathroom.

The door to the tiled room slid freely into a recessed pocket in the wall, and once inside, he closed it behind him. Having grown up in a house designed exclusively for humans, Luke was perplexed by the layout. On the wall closest to him, a shallow countertop ran the entire length of the room. Aside from a softly curved basin, the rest of the counter was dedicated to a vast collection of bottles, lotions, and other products. He recognized some of the products as those he had bought her while shopping, but there were many others he didn't recognize. Lifting a couple of the bottles, he noticed many were only half full and found it curious that she would have two different brands of the same product beside each other. He hadn't pegged her as a hoarder, but it seemed the dragoness took pride in her appearance and personal grooming.

Looking around for the lavatory, it quickly dawned on him that a bathroom designed exclusively for a dragon would be quite different from one he was used to. He wasn't completely ignorant of how a bathroom for dragons was designed, but still found the idea of a toilet integrated into the middle of the shower a bit wild. Teeba's shower also seemed to be less an area within the bathroom and more the entire room itself. Looking up, he noticed a very large rain head dominating most of the ceiling, and then looked down to see the ground sloping towards a drainage grate in the middle of the room.

During his training, he had encountered a similar toilet, so he approached the grate while undoing his fly. Placing his foot on the stainless grate, he pressed down firmly until it clicked and sprang upwards on a concealed hinge, revealing the wide hole a dragon would use. Extracting his member from his pants, Luke still felt strange relieving himself in the middle of the room. After a few moments, he finished and made himself decent again.

With his foot, he closed the hatch and paused, realising he wasn't sure how to flush such a toilet. The ones he was familiar with had simply flushed when the grate was closed, but as he pressed down to make sure it was secure, it clicked and opened again. Puzzled, he closed the grate once more and looked around the room for clues on how to operate the facility.

On the opposite wall from the countertop, Luke saw a pair of polished chrome hoses: one with a head similar to a flexible shower wand, and another more akin to a garden hose but made to look elegant. Alongside them was a row of levers that he suspected could be the solution he was looking for. Moving closer, he inspected each of the three taps and found a series of rather unhelpful labels. The topmost one showed water droplets, the second matched the shape of the handheld shower wand, and the other was simply a coil. Each tap could be turned to select a temperature, then pulled to turn them on or off.

He quickly deduced that the tap with the coil symbol was for the other hose and, through the process of elimination, determined that the one with the water droplet symbol would flush the toilet. Pulling on it, there was a brief pause before he realised his mistake and quickly shut the valve as the large rain head shower in the ceiling unleashed a downpour of water. Pressing himself against the wall, Luke's shirt only partially got wet as the last of the water drained away.

“Are you okay in there?" Teeba's voice came from the other side of the sliding door.

“Yeah…" Luke said unconvincingly and looked back at the taps to see what he had missed. “How do you flush this thing?" he asked, praying he hadn't made a mistake by peeing in her shower.

“Little lever on the sink," Teeba replied without hiding the amusement in her voice. Luke turned around and saw that on the basin there were two chrome levers: one larger, identical to the ones controlling the shower, and a smaller one that clearly had a different function.

Calling out his thanks, Luke walked around the edges of the now-wet floor and came to the basin. In hindsight, it made sense to have the flush function near the basin. While a dragon may not need to wash their paws after using the toilet, a human should, and by keeping the lever near the sink, it encouraged good hygiene. Looking into the mirror as he flushed and washed his hands, Luke saw the dark splotches on his shoulders from where the shower had splashed him. His shirt wasn't completely soaked, but it was wet, and he realised he would have to walk up to the house to get another one. Turning off the taps, he looked around for a towel and found only an empty hook, where one should be hanging. After a brief glance around the bathroom for more, he gave up and dried his hands on a dry area of his shirt.

Sliding open the door, he jumped as he found Teeba waiting for him on the other side. Her eyes flicked to his shirt, and Luke sighed as a smirk grew on her long snout. “Yeah… I know… wrong lever," he chuckled and walked forwards as she rose to all fours and moved out of the way.

“I wasn't gonna say a thing. Those taps can be confusing," Teeba replied with a hint of sarcasm. When Luke gave her a look, she giggled and nudged him with a folded wing. “Like, they only have a picture on them…" she added as she walked beside him towards the couch.

Luke shook his head but smiled and then walked towards the barn door. “I'm just going to get a new shirt, I'll be back in a second–"

“Or…" Teeba said with a smile as she stepped up onto the couch and patted the sofa with a forepaw to encourage him over. She had already brought both of their drinks to the couch and arranged a few cushions to form an inviting-looking 'nest.' “You could just take it off. It's not that cold, is it?" she added, and Luke paused with his hand on the handle of the door to her barn. “It's not like I haven't already seen you with your shirt off or anything."

Luke smirked and remembered how she had looked at him when he was in the paddock covered in mud, her eyes lingering on his exposed body. Letting go of the door handle, Luke nodded and pulled his shirt off over his head. When he saw her again, he couldn't help but grin as he caught her staring at his chest with an excited expression. After making sure his shirt wasn't inside out, he draped it over the only chair at the kitchen island to dry and looked around the barn. It was dark outside, and Teeba had turned on all the lights while they cooked. Seeing his confusion, the dragoness gestured with a paw towards the wall closest to the front door, and Luke spotted a row of switches. Flicking them off one by one, he turned off each bank of lights until the only ones left were a string of exposed amber lights draped across the rafters. The result was a soft, warm glow above the dragoness lounging on the couch, while the rest of the barn was cast into darkness. Looking towards Teeba, the whole room felt far more intimate, and she approved with a soft hum.

Leaving the switches, Luke felt slightly self-conscious as he walked toward her half-naked. The dragoness' gaze was locked on him as he approached, and he blushed when she wiggled her hips in excitement while enthusiastically patting the couch again for him to take his seat in front of her. Seeing the dragoness so enamoured by his bare chest boosted his ego, and his heart skipped a beat as he climbed onto the sofa, aware of her intense gaze. Leaning back into the corner of the backrest and armrest, Luke made himself comfortable and then gestured for her to lower her head again, just as she had before they made dinner.

Teeba needed no further encouragement. She stretched out, lowered her head into his lap, pressed her snout against his chest with a happy croon, and then rolled onto her side. Luke's hands moved to her eye ridges, and he gave her a loving caress before looking toward the television. “What did you find?" he asked, reading the text on the screen.

“Kobold Crafts with a K. It's about a kobold who quits her lawyer job to go back to her hometown and compete in a craft tournament or something," Teeba explained. She turned her head so she could look up at him and gauge his reaction. “I bet she finds her true love."

Judging by the picture of the CGI kobold presenting a knitted sweater to a handsome, lumberjack-looking man in a clean and pressed red flannel, and by the autumn leaves falling in an overly stylised heart pattern, Luke was inclined to agree. The title screen practically shouted that it was a sappy romance movie, and Luke chuckled—after all, he had asked for something sappy. “Oh, one hundred percent. The real question is, was he the nerdy guy who got hot? Or was he the captain of the football team and he was out of her league?" he added, giving a nod of approval.

With a tap of Teeba's talon on the remote, the screen changed to a spinning circle as the movie loaded, and then the film began. However, before the opening credits had finished, the dragoness had rolled onto her back and curled her neck so it was between his thighs with her head resting in his lap. Upside-down and her snout nuzzling his chest, her delicate throat and scaled jaw were exposed and a prime target for him to caress. Immediately losing interest in the movie, Luke looked down and stroked the underside of the dragoness' jaw while cradling her neck between his thighs. He ignored the hardness of her horns pressing against his legs as he explored the scales lining her throat. Each of the larger plates felt incredibly soft and pliant under his fingers, and he grinned when she let out another happy croon.

He could feel her warm breath against his stomach each time she exhaled, the wash of air reminding him how large her lungs were. Looking down at her body, he watched the rise and fall of her chest as the movie continued in the background. Even lying on her back, her chest retained its almost diamond-shaped profile, with a tapered point between her forelegs, which she kept tucked against her front. Between her paws and her raised chest, he couldn't see much further down her body than her hind paws splayed out in a relaxed fashion. Realizing he was staring made his cheeks burn, and he resumed stroking her jawline until she flicked her tongue out. The sensation of her warm, wet tongue against his stomach made him jolt, and her resulting giggle made him chuckle. “What was that for?"

“I wanted to taste you," she said simply, as if it explained everything.

“And? What's the verdict?" Luke asked and resumed stroking her jaw as her folded wings quivered with a giggle. “Not planning on eating me, are you?" The resulting huff of warm air across his bare chest made the hairs on his arms stand on end.

“Nah, that comes after the fun times," Teeba mused and tilted her head in his lap so that she could look up at him. “You know, 'cause we are related to the mantis after all."

Luke knew she was pulling his leg and laughed softly at the idea of a dragon being related to an insect. “Really? You're related to a mantis, huh?" he asked, entertaining her lie.

“Yup!" she said cheerfully, then rolled her forehead back into his lap and stretched out her hind legs in a long, luxurious stretch. “If you think about it, we dragons have a fair bit in common with them. Six limbs, wings, we lay eggs, armour on the outside of our bodies."

“Yeah, but insects are gross," Luke chuckled and stroked his hand down the middle of her jawline. “Waaay too many eyes," he added, much to her amusement. Glancing towards the television, he watched as the kobold character hastily ran about her busy office, emphasizing just how chaotic her city life was. Looking back down at his dragoness, he moved his hands to the sides of her head and stroked down the edge of her jawbone. She seemed to enjoy the act, and he began to remember something he had read in a book while deployed. “Hey, can I ask you a question?" he asked, and when she nodded into his touch he continued. “Petting a dragon… I read in a book that it was rude or something. Is that not the case?"

Teeba turned her head to look at him with a quizzical expression. “You mean like this?" she asked, and when Luke nodded she frowned further. “Well, that's silly. We are mates—why would it be rude?"

Being called her mate made Luke's chest tighten, but he pushed aside the thought and moved to petting her cheek as she looked up at him. “I don't think it meant between mates, but more like, in general… if that makes sense."

“Well… yeah, that would be pretty weird," Teeba said and leaned further into his touch. “Going up to random dragons and petting them would probably get you some looks," she explained, and Luke could tell she was still confused as to what he was asking.

“I guess it's just that we see in books and movies the hero petting their dragon companion. Is that rude, or something?" he said and looked down at her when she giggled.

“Oh, yeah… Some movies have the humans be a bit too touchy. It's kinda a meme in the dragon community. But it's like those where the girl and guy hook up after only a few lines of dialogue—no one really does that. It's just done to speed up the plot."

“Okay, so petting dragons isn't something I should be doing," Luke said with some understanding.

“Oh, it depends… Just think of it like a hug. Friends can do it, mates can do it, but a stranger giving you a hug is a bit weird, isn't it?" she asked, and Luke nodded. “So yeah, it depends on how it's done too. This? This is probably a few notches above friends," she added and nuzzled into him further, prompting him to continue stroking the underside of her jaw. “And if you do this to another ness, we're gonna have words."

“That's fair," Luke mused as he thought back to all the times he had casually stroked his hands across her scales, and realizing now that he had probably given her mixed signals. He was grateful that she had been patient with him. Cradling her snout, Luke dipped his head down and kissed her on the underside of her chin, and his heart soared as she hummed happily. He was starting to really enjoy the little sounds she made when he gave her affection, and he gently scratched his fingers where he had kissed her. “Also, one dragoness is more than enough. I don't know how people could keep up with two girls, let alone two dragons," he added and leaned back into the sofa.

“It's only a problem if you love them," Teeba mused softly and wiggled her body to get more comfortable. “If it's just sex, it's easier." She added and looked at him with a playful glint in her eye. The thoughts of her being with multiple partners made Luke's smile fade and she noticed. “Don't worry, I haven't worked this damn hard corrupting you to then go find another dude," she added before turning her head to flash him a wide smile.

“Corrupting me, eh? Maybe it's not that bad," Luke mused, and when he leaned forward to kiss her, she lifted her head to kiss him on the lips. It was a fleeting peck of a kiss, but one that Luke cherished as he continued to stroke her jaw and contemplated what she said. Had she really corrupted him? Or had she simply helped him learn something about himself, that he had kept hidden? Inside her barn, with her sprawled head in his lap, he truly felt like he was with her. He didn't have an excuse lined up if anyone somehow saw them, nor did he care if anyone did. For what felt like the first time in his life, he was honest with himself, and he liked it. He liked everything about Teeba, and as she nuzzled into him further, he knew she felt the same about him.

In the corner of his eye, he saw her hind legs twitch restlessly and gently stroked her from her chin, along her jaw, and down to her cheeks in a slow, sensual motion. When he saw her legs twitch again, he started to wonder just how much his touch was affecting her. Glancing at the television, he hardly recognised what was happening with the characters. The kobold seemed to be becoming frustrated at either the jumper she was knitting or the male human character, it was hard to tell. Judging by the way Teeba had her eyes closed and head nestled into his lap, it was likely the dragoness wasn't following along either. “How much longer will your heat last?" he asked softly and gave her another long stroke down her jawline.

“Mmmmhmm, not long," she hummed softly and pressed her jaw into his hand. “Should be over in the next couple of days, but it's gotten pretty bad. It's always the worst towards the end."

Using both hands to give her a reassuring stroke down each side of her jawline, Luke processed what she was saying. It made biological sense that her body would be trying its hardest to become gravid, and he could only imagine the battle of hormones that was raging inside her. “Would it help if…" His words drifted off as the gravity of what he was about to ask pressed down on his chest. A part of him thought that this was too quick, having only just confessed his feelings towards her. However, the idea of her being uncomfortable when he could help made him swallow and push through his waning reservations. Feeling her tilt her head to look up at him, he smiled warmly at her and looked into her deep amethyst eyes. “I mean, would it help if I… you know… helped? Or would that make it worse?"

Teeba's eyes widened, and he retracted his hands as she rotated onto her side and twisted her head so she could look at him the right way up. “Could you?" she asked hopefully, causing Luke to swallow and give her a small nod. “I don't want to rush you or anything, but…"

Luke knew what she meant and extended his hands to hold her under her jaws, looking her in the eye. “Maybe just let me take it slow—I'm still a bit new to all this, okay?" he asked softly. When she nodded, he leaned forward to kiss her on the lips. This time, he didn't hesitate, or delay and instead pressed his tongue between her lips while smiling as she whined excitedly. Her mouth parted slightly, and he explored further while tilting his head to one side. The feeling of her breath quickening and the way she pressed into him with a sense of growing urgency all made his own excitement spike. Before long, he had wrapped his hands around the back of her head and began to deepen their kiss. Feeling the urgency in the way she pressed her tongue against his, he knew what she needed and ended their kiss early, only to kiss her gently on the tip of her snout and then pull away. She breathed heavily, her bellow like lungs heaving as she looked to him with a look of longing. Seeing her looking at him, Luke knew that he shouldn't keep her waiting much longer. “Bed? Or here?"

“Here…" Teeba answered breathlessly, rolling onto her back again as Luke moved out of his seat. Stretching out her body along the length of the couch, she kept her forepaws tucked close to her chest while her hind legs rested splayed out like a puppy asking for belly rubs and exposed her most private areas. Not that Luke could see anything from where he was; instead, he crouched beside her head and slipped a cushion under it so she could be more comfortable.

“Just let me know if I do anything wrong," Luke said softly, stroking his hand from her cheek down toward her neck. The soft coo Teeba made caused his lips to curve into a smile, and he bent down to kiss the underside of her throat. Slowly shuffling down the couch, he continued to stroke and massage the sides of her long neck while planting small kisses on each of the overlapping plates that protected her windpipe.

“Mmmnnghess, that's good," Teeba moaned softly as he reached her collarbone and circled his hand around her foreleg to continue tracing his fingers down the middle of her chest. Even as she tucked her wings against her sides to give him room, Luke had to momentarily step off the couch with one leg. Pressing his knee against its edge to maintain his balance, he continued his gentle caress down her chest. The scales on her underside were incredibly smooth and almost flawless under his touch, each one of the overlapping plates were roughly leaf shaped and his finger felt only the slightest transition as it stepped down from one scale to the next. Under her hide, he could feel the slight contours of each rib as he worked his way down the length of her body and towards her softer belly. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he was surprised when he felt the toned muscles of her abdomen shift as his digits grazed a particularly sensitive spot, causing her hind legs to bounce slightly. “Heh-heh, that tickles," she said with a grin.

Looking towards her head, Luke saw that she had forgone the pillow he had given her and lay on her back with her neck curled around so that she could look back at him, all while resting her forehead on the couch. Seeing the warm smile on her snout and the lust in her eyes emboldened him, and he continued to move down until his hand began to circle the outside of her strong hind leg. In her relaxed state, the toned muscles in her thigh felt soft and tender under his touch, but he knew that every fiber of the long limb was designed for strength and could launch the dragoness into the sky at a moment's notice. Crouching back on the couch, Luke's heartbeat quickened as he came closer to the source of her desire. The nervousness in his stomach began to build and he took a deep breath to steady himself. Leaning into her, he gently kissed the dragoness's thigh and felt the muscles under her scales shift as it twitched. A pleasured whine emanated from her mouth and he repeated the kiss to reassure her and himself that it had not been a fleeting gesture. Slowly, he brought his free hand up to the leading edge of her leg while curling his other arm around the back of her rump and stroking where her tail met her body.

“Nnnnghuuke…" Teeba whined as her hips rocked up against his touch and her tail swished to one side. Remembering how her tail moved while he was cleaning her, he continued to massage the area while holding on to her leg with his other hand. Moving farther onto the couch, Luke knelt beside her and continued his ministrations while looking toward her face. The dragoness's expression was one of desperate bliss, with eyes scrunched closed and her mouth parted in shallow breaths. Seeing how she responded to his untrained touch boosted his ego, and he continued to rub forward and backward against the sensitive, engorged area. “That's… that's… gods…" she moaned and gradually relaxed her wings as the tension in her body was beginning to be finally released. One wing became cradled between the dragoness and the backrest of the couch, while the other gently spread itself off the edge of the couch and across the floor.

Glancing across her magnificent wingspan, he saw the fingers within her wings twitch and quiver as he continued to stroke and rub his hand on her tail base. Slowly, he began to rub closer and closer toward her vent, mentally preparing to look between her thighs and discover her most intimate area. At first, he thought he had imagined it, but as he continued to stroke upward, he felt a trace of wetness under his fingers and finally took it upon himself to look at what he was doing.

Kissing her leg once more, Luke shifted his weight and leaned behind her as he slid his hand up between her powerful thighs and to her vent. What he saw next made his eyes widen, his fingers pause their exploration, and his breathing caught in his chest. Unlike the time he had caught a glimpse of her slit when she had pulled his truck out of the mud, her entrance was now more pronounced and obvious. Each side of her slit seemed ever so slightly swollen, as if engorged, and glistened under the dim lights above them. The wetness of her scales caught the light and caused a scattering of amber highlights to twinkle on her underside as she softly rocked her hips against the hand that now rested on her groin. Swallowing, even though his mouth was dry, Luke's hand would have been trembling if it weren't pressed against her, and he had to force his arm to cooperate so he could continue to stroke beside her puffy slit. Exhaling softly to steady himself, his fingers began to obey him once more and he began to slide them over her slickened scales again. The friction between his fingers and her hide was almost effortless to overcome, and after a few seconds he fell into a gentle yet torturous pace.

Shuffling on the couch as his pants became tighter, Luke found himself captivated by the dragoness' aroused pussy. It was large, but not as large as he expected. From bottom to top, the line of glistening flesh was no longer than the length of his index finger; however, as he continued to sensually rub, he noticed the scales in this area overlapped one another far more than the rest of her body, and he realized her slit could stretch considerably when needed. Any thoughts of not being equipped to please her disappeared when he circled her vent with an almost reverent touch and explored its other side, causing her to whine loudly and buck her hips into his fingers.

“Luke…" she gasped breathlessly, her voice laced with desire and longing. “That's… That's it—" she tried to add, but her voice became inaudible as he brought his other hand to stroke both sides of her vent.

His cock throbbed inside his underwear for two main reasons, the sounds she made told him he was doing well and at the realization that he was the one who was making her create such beautiful noises. Each soft gasp, little whine, or hitch of her breath was music to his ears and he paid close attention to what he could to do make her continue. Luke took his time as he stroked up and down either side of her slit with both hands and gently ran his thumbs across her crease. The first time he did so, he thought he had done something wrong when her whole body tensed. However, her resulting groan of pure bliss reassured him, and he ran his thumbs over her again with much more authority. Noticing her legs seemed to quiver more when he reached the apex of her slit, he kept one hand resting at the top while sliding his other hand up and down her slick scales.

He felt her squirm beneath him and tore his gaze away from her entrance to look toward her head. Teeba began to rotate her body and, while keeping her legs spread for him, moved her shoulders toward the back of the couch so she could curl her neck and rest her head on top. Looking at him with a flustered expression she gave him a weak smile for more. “Please, don't stop. This is good—really good," she murmured between ragged breaths.

Nodding, Luke adjusted his position and resumed tracing the contours of her vent with his thumbs. The delightful lack of friction of her arousal-soaked scales under his fingers made the dragoness lightly arch her back and press herself into his touch. Rolling his left hand from side to side at the apex of her vent, he continued stroking his right thumb up and down her slit before slowly applying more pressure and slipping his digit into her depths. Though the scales on her body often felt cool to the touch, inside she was the most comforting warmth he had ever felt—like a hot bath after being caught in the rain or a hot chocolate while camping. Her core temperature warmed his fingers quickly, giving him a taste of what it would feel like to truly be with her.

Exploring her further, Luke found that the soft scales framing her slit were even more pliant than the rest of her body and flexed under his touch as he delved his thumb deeper, he felt it glide over the impossibly slick texture of her vagina. Glancing down at her glistening slit, he noticed that while her body was mostly covered in scales that shone like the silvery flecks trapped in a graphite pencil, her slit turned pink. Gently pulling his hand to one side and keeping his thumb hooked inside, he saw the pink darken into a reddish mauve colour the deeper he looked. With her watching him, he felt self-conscious about being so absorbed by her details, but when he looked up, he was relieved to find her warmly smiling at him.

“You're a natural," Teeba spoke softly, her voice tender and loving as she watched him tend to her. “Most drakes would be in me by now, but this… this is nice," she explained, pausing briefly as Luke stroked up her slit once more and her voice lost its agency.

“You're beautiful," Luke said softly, and was rewarded with a happy, croon-like moan. “Do you want me to keep doing this? Or something more?" he asked, conscious that with her heat, she might need more than his slow, explorative fingers.

“Take your time… it's okay…" Teeba murmured, and when Luke shifted his weight to his other knee, she straightened her tail so it lay beside him. “Here, straddle that," she added, and Luke understood.

Briefly removing his hands from her slit, Luke gripped each of her thighs as he lifted a bent leg over her thick tail and gently sat down on the long appendage. Now more comfortable, he brought both hands back down to her slit and continued to pleasure her. This time, he cupped each side of her puffy entrance with his hands and slowly inserted both thumbs into her crease. The effect made her tail buck under him, and her eyelids scrunch closed in pleasure, resulting in a wavering, shudder-like moan as he pressed in and stroked up toward where he guessed her clit might be. “Good?" he asked rhetorically, smiling to himself as she nodded quickly without opening her eyes.

“Yessss," she hissed, her tone shifting up an octave as he pressed in as deeply as his thumbs would go. To Luke's surprise, despite their size difference, she was incredibly responsive, and he felt her walls shudder and begin to clench around his invading digits. It didn't take Luke long to fully understand what he was feeling as he ventured his fingers into her. Lining the walls of her vagina, toned muscles that would be used to help lay an egg all worked in harmony to try and grip onto his digits with the sole goal of bringing him deeper. A small knowing smile pulled at his lips as he truly comprehended what the dragoness had meant about their size difference not being as big of an issue as he'd thought. The fact that he was imagining how good it would feel around his cock made his cheeks redden, and he tried to shelve the thought and focused exclusively on her needs instead. Shifting his left hand up to the top of her vent and slowly massaging where he guessed her clitoris was, Luke then added his index finger with his other hand and felt her entire body convulse at the intrusion. Glancing up towards her head, he checked on her but only saw desperate need in her eyes as she silently encouraged him.

Pinching his thumb and index finger together and sliding them up and down her slit, he enjoyed the sensation of her slick walls against his touch and the frequent, shudder-like clenches her passage responded with. Eager to give her more, he pressed deeper until his other fingers strained at the edges of her puffy mounds. “Luke…" Teeba moaned softly, and he looked up to see her jaw parted and lips quivering as she struggled to find her words. “Can– can you… hand–" she panted incoherently, and Luke ceased his toying with her vent so she could speak. Her breathing was heavy as she blinked and tried to focus. “More… please—deeper," she begged softly, and Luke understood.

Sliding his palm and fingers through the slickness that coated her vent and scales, Luke brought all of his digits together in a conical shape and placed them at her crease. He knew her body needed a proper mating, and while his exploration had allowed him to become familiar with her anatomy, his thoughts now focused on helping his friend and newly claimed mate. Slipping just his fingertips inside her, he looked up towards her face and watched a range of emotions flicker across it as he pressed in. It took more effort than he expected, not because of her size but because her body repeatedly clamped down on the intruding digits with enough force to halt his progress. Undeterred, he took his time and watched her for any sign of discomfort. Inch after inch, his fingers disappeared into her sweltering depths until the thickest part of his hand caught at her entrance. He was confident she could take more.Giving her a moment for her body to adjust to his hand, Luke waited until she gave him a reassuring moan and then pressed in with a slow and steady push. Her whole body momentarily clenched down before relaxing and he quickly felt his knuckles slip inside her. Her entrance was significantly more restrictive than her hot, wet, velvety depths, and now that he was inside, he was able to push deeper while her passage quivered around every inch of his forearm. Not knowing how deep was too deep, or when she had last experienced something like this, he eased his progress and gave the dragoness a moment to adjust. While he paused, he took the opportunity to look down at her slit and marvel at how it had stretched around his forearm. Her vent's puffy sides gently pulsed in time with her wet walls as they clenched around his arm. Feeling those powerful muscles contract and squeeze, he imagined how it would feel for a drake to be buried inside her and thought how glorious it would be to be balls-deep himself.

The sound of her heavy breathing over the soundtrack of the long-forgotten movie dominated the barn, and he looked up at her with nothing but love and concern in his eyes. She needed this, or rather, her body demanded that she be taken. However for Luke, what had started as a solution to a problem had turned into a burning determination to be the best she had ever had been. Pausing as she shuddered around him, he took his time to sweep his fingers across her walls, eliciting a needy whine from her throat. Flexing his wrist side to side inside her, he marvelled at how her entire body convulsed and shuddered with even the slightest movement. From what he had learned online, a drake would be limited to simply thrusting in and out, so he took the opportunity to spread his fingers and curl them against her walls, all while using his other slick hand to gently rub the top of her vent.

“Luke–" Teeba gasped with a vulnerability that made her voice waver softly. “Yes– that…" she added blissfully as he began to adjust his shoulder and pull his hand back a few inches before pressing forward once again. His rocking movement was subtle, but he knew it was what she needed as the large muscles in her hind legs made them twitch and bounce in the air restlessly. “Don't stop– please don't stop," Teeba begged.

The muted thud and the movement of the couch under him made Luke look up, and he smiled as he realized she had given up curling her neck around to watch and now lay her head back against the cushions. Her whole body was sprawled in unfettered bliss across the couch as he continued to thrust his arm back and forth with the pace of an infinitely patient drake. With her front paws tucked against her heaving chest, Teeba rocked her hips to meet his movements and stroke his fingers across the most sensitive recesses of her body. The warmth of her body around his arm was sweltering and caused his skin to become clammy, but he ignored it as he continued to massage her hardening clit with one hand while pushing and pulling his other hand deep inside her. Whenever he felt her body convulse and clench down harder on his arm, he would repeat that motion until she slowly became accustomed to his touch, then move on to search out another area inside her soaked vagina.

Without her watching him, he felt more emboldened and began to move the hand that had been focused on her clit around in small circles. Feeling her hips suddenly surge up as she pressed her tail into the couch and arched her back made his eyes widen, and he had to grip her tail with his knees to keep his balance. The added pressure of his legs against the sensitive areas on the sides of her tailbase made the dragoness whine loudly, and her passage clamped down harder on his questing arm.

As Teeba seemed to lose all agency of her bucking hips, Luke spread his fingers as he circled her clitoris and looked down at the hooded pearl. Extending his thumb to roll the sensitive cluster of nerves under his touch, he marveled at how the delicate cover slid effortlessly over it until her hood began to pull back. No larger than an average-sized marble, her clitoris was a pastel shade of pink and, just like the rest of the area, glossy with her silky arousal. Gently placing his thumb on its surface while continuing to pump his other arm in and out of her, Luke began to rub her bean from side to side and then in tight circles.

“Ooooke—nnnngggh!!!" Teeba wailed, her head thrown back and pressing so hard into the couch that her shoulders lifted from the seat cushions. Immediately, her slickness increased, and her walls began to struggle to grip onto his arm as it became awash with her arousal. “Ffuck– yes-tha–that, don't–" her words were almost indecipherable as her whole body quivered like a leaf in a hurricane. The tremors of ecstasy that wracked her made Luke press deeper with his arm and thrust in and out of her more assertively, all while keeping his touch on her clit as delicate as she so clearly wanted.

The powerful clenching of her passage around his arm grew stronger as he continued driving her pleasure higher and higher. The wet sounds of his arm slipping through her folds blended with the desperate whines and moans coming from the dragoness to form a symphony of carnal delight. Seeing her respond so intensely, and feeling her try to clamp down on his questing arm, made his pants grow tighter as his erection pressed against its confines. He pushed aside his own lust and stayed focused on her pleasure, determined to help her through her heat by giving her body what it so desperately needed.

Her ragged breathing grew shallower as Luke slowly became more adventurous with his hand against her velvety walls. With every press in, he would bundle his fingers into a fist and part her walls like a drake's shaft would. However, while withdrawing, he began to spread his fingers as best he could against her tightening passage. In doing so, he stroked and rubbed multiple sensitive areas inside her passage at once, making the dragoness' hips buck and roll under him. Repeating the action, he focused on finding the areas that made her keen the loudest, then pressed against them with his fist on every inward stroke in a slow and steady grinding motion. All the while, his other hand continued to work her clit with a tender rubbing motion.

The amount of fluid pooling around his arm and running down the sides of her tail base was extraordinary, and he realised that his pants were developing wet patches where the fabric wicked her juices. Not caring about his pants, Luke continued to purposefully thrust his arm into her depths and marveled at how the plump lips of her vent gripped his arm on every withdrawal, then bulged slightly as he pressed back in. The friction of her soaked walls against his arm was mesmerising, and he felt his cock throb as it loosed a small surge of pre at the idea of being inside the dragoness.

“Luke…" Teeba groaned as she pushed her hips up to meet his thrusts. “More, please, I need more," she added, her voice heavy with desire. Swallowing, Luke pressed deeper into her and then pulled back only to thrust back in again with more force. His steady strokes evolved into something more akin to a dragon thrusting with intent, and he matched his movements with faster rubbing of her sensitive pearl. Her hind legs swayed and pedaled absentmindedly in the air as they tried to find something solid ground to brace herself, but without anything to stabilise against, she was at his mercy. Not that she wanted to be anywhere else as she moaned loudly and he parted her walls again and again.

A dull ache began to grow in his arm, but Luke ignored it as he continued to give her body the imitation mating it craved. Pressing in all the way up to his elbow, Luke had to adjust his position on her tail to get a better angle as he stayed deep inside her and began pulsing shallow, fast thrusts. Her passage quivered and shuddered around his arm, and just as it began to adjust, he pulled back to deliver long, sweeping thrusts. Changing his pace and movements caused her pleasure to soar, and the noises she made grew louder and louder.

“Yess— fuck— thatnnnghh—" Teeba moaned loudly, bringing her thighs together. In doing so, Luke's fist became caught inside her as her entire passage tightened dramatically. His eyes widened as he tugged and found he had to apply more power to continue driving in and out of her. He knew that she needed it, and he began to put his shoulder into his drives, thrusting hard and fast. Whatever words the dragoness tried to form came out as a long howling wail of pure, unadulterated bliss, as he fucked her with the same pace that he imagined a dragon would. The slickness she produced covered his arm in a glossy sheen, and her passage convulsed around him as her climax began to build at an alarming rate.

Wanting her to find relief, Luke kept up his thrusting hand and focused on the areas that had made her whine the loudest. All the while, he dutifully rubbed her clit in faster and faster circles, always ensuring his touch was slick with her arousal. Her words failed her, and her breathing came in heavy, panting huffs as her hips lifted from the sofa. Gripping even tighter with his knees against the sensitive sides of her tail base, Luke leaned forward against her shuddering thighs and sped up to match her urgency.

“Llllluuuuukeee!!" she screamed loudly as he brought her to the zenith of her pleasure, but he didn't stop. Even when her vice-like walls squeezed down on his thrusting arm with enough pressure that his wrist struggled to pull back through them, he continued to frantically thrust his arm into her as best he could. Rubbing her clit faster and faster, he took her over the edge with a final thrust of his arm. Feeling her entire body become as tight as a drum, he watched Teeba arch her back and shove her hips up to meet his driving arm. The sensation of the muscles in her vagina clenching and rippling around his forearm felt like she was trying to milk for seed it couldn't deliver, and he began to roll his wrist from side to side to prolong her high.

Her entire groin, along with his arm and pants, was completely drenched in her arousal, but neither of them cared as he continued to move his fingers inside her. His other hand eased up on rubbing her clit and resumed tenderly stroking around her puffy vent. Engulfed in her vent, Luke kept his arm buried as deep as he could while slowly rubbing the inside of her passage with his fingers. The quiver-like shudders that wracked her passage made Luke smile, knowing he had taken her to a truly spectacular climax and was now gradually bringing her back to earth. He slowly eased the movement of his fingers as her thighs went slack, and the dragoness took a deep breath before exhaling in a satisfied huff. “How was that?" Luke asked as he slowly began to extract his hand from her now very sensitive vagina. He took his time, not wanting to rush anything, and once his fingers finally slipped out, he resumed stroking the exterior of her vent with a loving caress.

“Where…" she said, her voice coming out as a hoarse whisper before she swallowed and took another ragged breath. “Where did you— how?" she asked weakly before groaning in exhaustion. Looking between her thighs, Luke smiled as she began to curl her neck. The muscles in her body seemed unwilling to cooperate, and the dragoness had to lean her cheek against the backrest of the couch to steady her head. Finally, she managed to curl her neck enough to look at him with a blissfully flustered expression. Her eyes were half-lidded, her jaw slack, and her lips parted in a steady pant, yet she gazed at him with absolute adoration. “Liar," she said finally, forcing a swallow as Luke frowned at her. “You said… you said you hadn't been with a 'ness," she added, and a flicker of a smile pulled at her lips.

“I haven't," Luke retorted with a growing smile, understanding what she was implying. His pride swelled at being able to help her so thoroughly, and he continued to slowly drag his fingers across her soaked groin.

“Then how… how did you know… that!?" Teeba said between breaths, causing Luke to chuckle. The dragoness's hips bucked again as Luke stroked both of his hands down to the sides of her tail where his knees held her, rubbing the scales in small circles.

“I just kinda went with what felt right. Did it help?" he asked rhetorically and grinned as she gave him a weak nod. “Then I'm glad I could help," he added in a soft voice and adjusted his position on her tail to lean forward between her hind legs. He guessed she would need a moment to recover from such a powerful release and, with her help, he stretched out across her until his chest was pressed against hers. Wrapping his arms as far as he could around her torso, he gave her a loving squeeze and smiled as her forepaws came down to hold him close. Not only could he hear her breathing, but he could feel it as her scaled chest rose and fell under him. Turning his head to face hers, which was still resting atop the couch, he looked up at her and gave her a warm look before kissing her scaled hide. The soft croon of happiness she let out filled his chest with pride, and he continued to look into her eyes.

“Did you want me to…" Teeba asked softly and, while holding him close with one forepaw, drifted her other paw aimlessly across his bare back. The texture of her soft paw pads dragging gently across his skin made him relax further into her embrace. Even though his hard cock was sandwiched between their bodies, Luke ignored it and instead focused on hugging her.

“Not just yet," Luke replied and scratched his fingers against her scaled sides. “This was to help you," he added softly as he looked into her eyes. He had become very much aware that the dragoness enjoyed being held by him, and judging by the content smile on her lips, he had guessed rightly that she would appreciate the tender moment. He could still feel her arousal on his hands and realized that he had smeared it over her body, but she didn't seem to care, and he made a mental note to help bathe her later.

In the background, the voices from the movie continued to squabble—something about a misunderstanding between the main characters leading toward a fight. Neither Luke nor Teeba paid much attention to the movie as they held one another close. A shuffle in his peripheral vision caught his eye, and Luke watched as the dragoness brought her wings back in against her sides and folded them neatly.

While she lay on her back, her chest stood proud compared to her toned belly and was surprisingly comfortable for Luke to rest his head on. Although her ribs lacked the plush softness of an actual pillow, the elevated position—and the fact that he could hear and feel her powerful lungs working— put Luke's mind at ease and he began to feel his muscles relax as he lay sprawled across her. Additionally, she pulled her hind legs together to sandwich his own and continued to slowly stroke his back with her forepaws. Adjusting his knees to fall on either side of her abdomen, Luke let his groin press against her soft belly while still keeping his shins held by her thighs, and he held her close with his arms.

“You give good cuddles," Teeba mused as she traced her talons down his exposed back. The sensation of something so sharp dragging across his sensitive skin with such tenderness strangely excited Luke, and he responded by hugging her closer. “Not many dudes like to give cuddles." She moved her paws down to his lower back. Luke felt the muscles in her core tighten and watched as she lifted her head from the top of the couch and tightly curled her neck to bring her snout toward him. “And I've never had someone do what you just did," she added and pressed her lips to his cheek in a tender kiss.

Lifting his cleaner hand from her side to gently hold her under her jawline, Luke turned his head and kissed her on the lips. From the way the muscles in her neck twitched and her head gently swayed, he guessed the position wasn't particularly comfortable for the dragoness, so he ended their kiss with a gentle stroke of his thumb along her jawline. “Really?" he asked, genuinely surprised when she nodded. Using his hand had seemed like such an obvious way to pleasure the dragoness, and he was amazed none of her previous lovers had tried it. “No one gave you a hand before?" he asked tentatively, wincing at his choice of words. Thankfully, the dragoness chuckled as she leaned her head back and rested it upside down on the couch once again.

Instead of returning his hand to the side of her chest, Luke brought it between them so he could move further up her body and look toward her head. Seeing him watching her, she curled her neck to one side so she could look back at him upside down with one eye. “No, but I've always wanted someone to," Teeba said softly, smiling at him upside down. “It was good, really good!, No drake could ever do that," she added, causing Luke to grin as his cheeks burned in a mixture of pride and mild embarrassment.

“Well, as your minion, your wish is my command… Master," Luke replied, jostled as she laughed. Chuckling, he stroked his fingers over the larger belly plate scales that lined her underside while continuing to look at her lovingly. However, when her paws began to drift further down his back and toy with his belt, Luke started to wonder how insatiable she really was. “How is your heat now? Did it help?" he asked, slightly worried when she rocked her head from side to side.

“It helped…" she said unconvincingly, slipping a digit under his beltline to stroke a claw across his buttock. Luke's heart skipped a beat at her touch, and he began to wonder how strong her heat really was. “It really took the edge off, but…" Her words trailed off as she started rubbing her thighs against his legs.

“You want me to do it again?" Luke asked. Although his right arm was sore, he figured he could use the other if it meant giving her the relief she needed. The dragoness didn't answer right away, and Luke noticed her hesitation as she continued to hold him close. “Was there something I should have done differently?"

“Mmmm, no," Teeba hummed and gave him a thankful smile. “What you did was really good. But it will only last for a few hours." She shuffled her wings against her sides, and her voice turned more serious, prompting Luke to pay closer attention. “This is kinda awkward, and I don't want to push you into something. But there's really only one good way to ease my heat… and if it's too much, then I won't ask," she said cryptically.

It took Luke a few moments to realize what she was asking, and even then, he still had more questions. “What…?" he asked, his words trailing off as the dragoness nodded. “But humans can't… I mean, no… our genetics right, they're incompatible," he said quickly, his cheeks burning red. “Even if we could, do you really want an egg? Or is this your heat—" His words were cut short as the dragoness snorted in amusement.

“Of course not, Luke!" Teeba laughed. The shudder of her laugh lightly shook Luke, but her paws held him close. “And even if we could, I don't really want little hatchlings running around," she added with a wide grin on her snout. “What I mean, though, is like, my body really wants a drake's… you know… and it will take a day to realise it can't do anything with yours."

Luke's jaw parted at the idea, and he looked at her with a furrowed brow as he tried to determine if she was serious. Logically, it made some sense. Her body was trying to become gravid and, if it received seed—even if it wasn't viable—he could see how it might help her. “Is that actually a thing?" he asked, and to his surprise, the dragoness nodded. A part of him had expected this to be another joke or game she was playing to get a reaction, but instead, she regarded him with a look of sincerity.

“Yeah, it's a thing. I take it you haven't heard about the whole Johnson's Johnson controversy?" she asked. At first, Luke thought she had mistaken the brand, but as he shook his head, Teeba continued. “Oh, well, it was a while ago. You know the pharmaceutical company, right?" She waited for him to nod. “This was back in my mother's day, but they had this cream for a 'ness in heat. Because, like, toys can only get you so far, if you know what I mean? And some heats are worse than others. So they came out with this stuff that was meant to be sterilised or synthetic… spunk," she explained, and as Luke began to realise the pun, his eyes widened in surprise.

“Let me guess, it wasn't synthetic, was it?" Luke asked, wrinkling his nose in disgust when the dragoness shook her head. “Eww."

“Oh yeah, and there was a whole batch that wasn't sterilised either. It led to hundreds of unwanted eggs across the country, lawsuits, and child support settlements. It was a whole fiasco, all because some workers decided to cut a few corners in the manufacturing process. It almost tanked the company, if they hadn't been bailed out at the last minute." Teeba shuddered at the idea. “Poor 'nesses, though, they had to fight to get any sort of money from them. Even with a payout, raising a kid you didn't expect to have… is its a lot to put on someone. Like, the whole time, you know that the kid was an accident and if you really didn't want a kid, then that kinda sets them up for a tense upbringing, right?"

Luke nodded in agreement and stroked her chest as the dragoness's eyes became less focused, her mind clearly wandering somewhere else. “I take it they recalled the cream?" he asked, watching her blink quickly, as though her thoughts had been interrupted. She nodded. “Is there a safe version or something now?"

“Apparently, they made version two, but they brought it out with a big disclaimer that means they aren't liable for a thing, so no one is really keen on risking it," Teeba explained, rubbing her thighs against his legs. “Most 'nesses just go for a heat suppressor tablet and have fun with their mate when it gets too much, but even then, the pills aren't guaranteed to work and expire really quickly," she said, shuffling her wings tightly against her sides.

Sensing her uneasiness, Luke gave her a reassuring stroke down the side of her body. His touch seemed to help, and she looked at him lovingly as he repeated the tender caress. She took a deep breath, rolled her shoulders against the couch, and resumed stroking his back and waist with her other paw. “Some 'nesses just lock themselves in their room and deal with it. Others… well…" she said, looking at him with a budding smile. “They look for a man-made solution," she added and parted her jaw in a toothy grin as Luke groaned.

“You did not just…" he started, chuckling as she cackled with merriment. He had to hold on as her chest bounced beneath him with every laugh, but he didn't care as he held her close. “Gods, you are ridiculous," he laughed along with her and shook his head.

“Oh, come on, that was funny," Teeba giggled happily, wiggling her whole body on the couch while holding him tight. “It was either man-made or handmade. So yeah, it's a thing. It won't end a heat like a drake's can, but it will help for a few days."

Luke pursed his lips as he processed what she was saying. He wanted to help, but the idea of going all the way with the dragoness seemed quite rushed. “How do you know it will work? Have you done it before?" he asked, feeling strangely relieved when she shook her head.

“Not me, but during uni there was a 'ness that would find a dude every cycle. She even had a bit of a party with a couple of them at one time," she explained and grinned as Luke's eyes went wide. “Oh! Yeah, that 'ness was really pretty and very… popular," she added with a giggle. “She told me about it, and I've always been kinda curious about it."

Luke didn't know what to say as he contemplated the idea of bedding the dragoness properly. The fact that he was even thinking about it brought a wry smile to his lips as he realized just how open to the idea he was becoming. However, before he committed to truly being with her, a question lingered in the back of his mind that was now becoming more pressing. “Teeba, do I need a—" his words choked as he tried to rephrase it nicely. “I guess you don't want me to use a condom then, huh? That would kinda defeat the point, wouldn't it?" he asked, and she shook her head. “What about… diseases or anything?" he continued, stroking his hands across her chest to try and reassure her. They both knew she had been more promiscuous than he had, and he genuinely wasn't sure what the risks might be.

“Luke, sweetie… you're adorable," Teeba said warmly with a broad grin, “and you're literally the only person who's asked about that." She stroked a talon down his spine from his neck to his waist. “It doesn't work like that. Us dragons are pretty bulletproof in that regard. Like, I'm clean, but even if I wasn't, our bodies can't carry anything that affects you, and I think our bodies kill pretty much all infections during our cycle to make sure that the egg is all good," she said seriously to comfort him. However, as she looked lovingly at him, the corners of her lips began to pull back in a playful smile. “So no need to worry about any fire-breathing crabs or anything," Teeba added with a giggle.

The idea made Luke snort, and he placed a soft kiss in the middle of one of her chest plates. He had no way to confirm what she said, but he trusted her, and in his mind, it did make sense. After all, her anatomy was so different, and as he remembered the warmth inside her body and how it had enveloped his hand, he realized it was plausible that a human-born disease couldn't survive in her.

With his lips pressed to her chest in another gentle kiss, Luke looked up and held her gaze as he felt the last vestiges of reluctance begin to evaporate. Lifting his head, he continued to hold her gaze and saw a look of longing in her eyes. She wanted this, and he knew she would wait if he asked, but he found he no longer wanted to wait. “Alright," he said softly and saw her eyes widen slightly in excitement. “How would my dragoness like to be taken?" he added, his voice growing in conviction as he spoke.

“Really?" Teeba asked in a soft gasp of excited glee. “I don't want you to feel like you have to for my sake; we can take longer if you want—"

Pressing his lips to her chest in a tender and loving kiss, he smiled as her words were cut short and then lifted his head to look at her again. She clearly wanted this, and deep down, so did he. Looking deep into her eyes, he slowly shook his head. “We are probably going to do it eventually, right? Sometimes it's better to just jump in the deep end and swim," he explained, and felt her breath hitch at his commitment. “Or at least that's how they taught us in the corps."

“They taught you to fuck dragons in the corps?" Teeba asked playfully, knowing full well that wasn't what he had meant. Her joke sliced through the gravity of the situation like a knife, and made Luke snicker at the idea. The mental image of his drill sergeant shouting at him to 'Get in there, you useless maggot' and 'Slow is smooth, smooth is fast, Marine' all made Luke press his face into her chest as he broke out into laughter. He felt her joining in with his merriment and finally lifted his head to smile at her.

“No! But you know what I mean. I've already kissed a dragon today, helped her with my hand—it seems silly to hold back now," he said, more for his own confidence than anything else. “So, how does my Teeba want to do it?" he asked as a wave of self-consciousness washed over him. “Because I don't know if I can… you know, reach if I'm behind you."

“Oh? Would you like that?" Teeba giggled playfully, and as his cheeks burned in embarrassment, she continued. “I'm sure we can make it work, if you want to," she added, and Luke was surprised to see her shrug her wings and give him a genuine look. “It's totally up to you. What is your 'go-to' position?"

Luke pursed his lips as he thought about how they could go about it. He was committed to the idea of mating with her, but he genuinely hadn't thought about how he would like to do it. The pictures he had found online showed a drake traditionally mating a 'ness, the way that their paws wrapped around the female's shoulders or waist, while the male hunched over her invoked a sheltering embrace that Luke wished he could offer her. In the past he had quite enjoyed being behind a woman while she was on her knees, or being ridden by his ex so he could watch her body move above him. However both positions now seemed unachievable and he wasn't sure exactly what to say. Swallowing past the growing knot of uncertainty in his throat, he cleared it and forced a smile. “Well, doggystyle is fun, but I've also kinda liked having the girl on top. It's just… I don't know how that will go," he explained, and saw her warm smile flicker briefly as she understood what he ment. “How about you on your back again? Like before?"

“Hmmm… I think we can make something work," Teeba mused, wiggling her hips. “How about this, hop up for a second," she said, releasing him from her embrace. Guiding him down her body, Luke made sure not to place his knees anywhere sensitive as he moved toward her tail base. To his mild surprise, her vent was still glossy and wet, and as he swung his leg over her tail to let her up, he saw just how ruined his pants had become.

Rolling her shoulders first, Teeba rotated onto her side and then continued to right herself as she stepped off the couch. Luke waited and watched with bated breath as the dragoness kept her hind legs in place and walked forward on her front paws. Luke noticed her toes splayed across the tiled floor and then in a long, elegant stretch, the dragoness soothed her muscles and joints before lowering her front half to the ground. With her hips still held high, the pose made Luke's cock strain against the fabric of his boxers as his eyes lingered on her large but toned rump. His heart pounded in his chest, as she shuffled backward toward him in an erotic, crouch that presented her body to him. Slipping a knee under himself, he quickly rose to his feet and stood in the middle of the deep couch when he realized what she was proposing. Given that the top of her hips was at the same height as his shoulders, he would never be able to align his dick with her slit unless she crouched low. He guessed it was possible for her to pull it off, but he imagined it would be nowhere near as comfortable as standing properly. However, if he stood up on the couch and she remained on the floor, their privates would be significantly closer.

“How about this?" Teeba asked as she pressed the side of her tail against Luke's waist. The dragoness smiled as she looked back at him, and Luke found himself lost for words while his hand absentmindedly stroked her tail as he looked into her eyes. His words escaped him as he held her gaze, watching as, with a gradual rotation of her hips, Teeba lifted her tail base upwards. Standing a few feet away from her rump, Luke couldn't see her slit, as she deliberately kept most of her tail curled downwards, before—displaying a control that surprised him—Teeba began to hike her tail. In an elegant undulation that started at her hips and moved down her long tail, she dragged it through his frozen grip as she lifted the entire appendage skywards and then let gravity curl it over to one side.

His hand remained frozen in place long after her tail had left his grip, as he took stock of her position. Despite having been up close and personal with her vent only a few minutes ago, the way her thighs framed it and how the plump lips glistened with her arousal made the whole area look incredibly tantalising. Additionally, while before he had been focused on helping her, she was now presenting herself for him, which caused Luke's breath to hitch and a giddy smile to form on his mouth.

Realising that he was staring, Luke shook his head to refocus himself and moved his hands towards the underside of her tail. Taking half a step forward, he began to trace his open hand along each of the scales underneath the long appendage and slowly brought his fingers towards her groin. “This can work," Luke said with an embarrassed chuckle, but thankfully, Teeba giggled at his unintelligent and clearly distracted reply. While keeping one hand around her hiked tail and stroking the sensitive side of her tailbase, Luke used his other hand to remove his belt and undo the button above his fly. With a tug and a shuffle of his hips, he managed to drop his trousers to his ankles and stepped out of them, before repeating the action with his boxers. Once freed, his hard length almost bounced to attention as he brought both hands to the underside of her tail and began to sensually caress her puffy vent.

He quickly retracted his hands as the dragoness took a half step to one side and leaned her rump away from him. For a second, he thought that he had done something wrong and stood still, but when he looked towards her face, he saw that she was looking back at him. However, instead of looking up at his head, her eyes were wide and focused on his prick.

“Gods, Luke, what have you been feeding that thing?" Teeba asked in surprise. Luke was sure she was joking; having showered with others in the marines, he knew he was rather average. He still found himself grinning like an idiot as she continued to stare at it in wonder.

“You're just being kind," Luke chuckled, and when she returned her hip to his hands, he resumed stroking around her slick vent. Emboldened by her praise, he began to run his fingers closer to her wet crease and rewarded her by sensually stroking her vent. He wasn't sure if he was imagining it or not, but she seemed even wetter as he pressed his index finger into her and rolled his thumb around where he knew her clit was.

“Well, it's bigger than I've had before," Teeba said, looking back at him over her shoulder as he tore his eyes away from her vent to see if she was serious. “Not including drakes, of course," she added, giving him a warm, reassuring smile. With a wiggle of her hips, she encouraged him to continue, and Luke took another step forward to move closer to her hip.

Moving his hands along each side of her wet slit, Luke collected her fluids and smeared his shaft with her arousal. He doubted he would need much lubrication once inside, but the action felt right. Teeba adjusted her tail so it curled over her back, bringing her slit closer to him. Taking a deep breath, Luke tried to steady his nerves as he stepped up to her hip, gripping her tail with one hand and holding his cock with the other. “Ready?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

Hearing the tension in his voice, Teeba gave him a warm smile as she nodded. “I'm all yours. I'm not going anywhere," she said, trying to reassure him. The softness of her tone helped Luke relax, and he brought the tip of his penis to her slick entrance. The warmth and wetness felt incredible on the head of his prick, and as he slid it across her crease, he groaned under his breath. It had been so long since he had felt the touch of a woman, and this was so exotically different—hotter and far slicker than anything he had experienced before. Wrapping his arms around her hips to steady himself, the smooth texture of her scales against his skin reminded him of what he was about to do. He didn't care and slowly eased his shaft into her pussy.

The encompassing warmth took his breath away. To his surprise, he had to push in with some force to overcome the resistance of her walls as they clenched around the intruder. “Gods–" he gasped softly, feeling her powerful muscles ripple and grip his shaft. Pressing in as far as he could go, he wrapped both arms around her tail and paused to relish the sensation of her body around him.

“Good?" Teeba asked, giggling as he opened his eyes. He wasn't sure when he had closed them, but looking down her back, he saw her grinning from horn to horn. Unable to form an intelligent reply, Luke simply nodded, feeling her passage shudder as she giggled again.

After a moment, Luke began to pull back, tightening his grip on her tail as he savored the velvety-smooth folds against his sensitive cock. It felt familiar, yet so different, as her walls clamped down in an attempt to keep him from retreating. However despite its attempts, her abundant arousal let him slip back, and then he pressed forward once more.

“Mmmm, that's it," Teeba cooed softly as Luke began to develop a slow, steady rhythm. Unbeknownst to Luke, it was almost impossible for a drake to maintain such a constant and loving rhythm while mating a 'ness in the depths of her heat. The primal combination of her fertile scent, puffy depths and slick passage would make any drake go mad with lust, and devolve them to follow their most basic instincts. Luke however, wasn't as effected by the call of her body and she relished the softer pace. Concentrating on not pulling all the way out, Luke took his time, pulling back until just the tip of his cock remained inside, then worked his way forward until his hips were flush with hers once more.

Every press into her body brought his balls up against her sensitive clitoris, and the gentle pressure caused her passage to tighten and ripple around his shaft. Teeba was unlike any woman he had been with; he had expected her to be loose and his efforts in vain, but the tenderness of her walls and their silky texture made him press his clench his jaw and gasp in bliss. Additionally, the heat of her body had him starting to break out into an early sweat—not scalding by any stretch of the imagination, but a comfortable warmth that seemed to seep into his very core as he continued to thrust.

Gripping her tail tightly, Luke slowly began to build his confidence in his thrusts, as he took Teeba lovingly. Shifting his head beside her tail and letting the scaled appendage press against his shoulder, Luke looked up to see Teeba watching him with her eyes half-lidded in desire. Her expression made him smile warmly, and the fears of not being large enough for her vanished as he continued to drive his cock in and out of her. Keeping one hand on the slightly raised ridge that ran down her tail, Luke moved the other to where her tail joined her hips and lovingly scratched his fingers across the sensitive scales.

Teeba's eyelids fluttered closed as she rested her head against the floor and cooed softly as Luke continued to scratch the special area on her tail base. While he continued to thrust into her welcoming depths he wondered if that was where a drake's body would press when she was being taken by a drake and applied more pressure, much to her delight. Alternating between stroking his fingers across the scales and rubbing them in broad circles, he continued to stimulate the erogenous zone while pressing into her again and again. The sound of his skin meeting her scales began to sound wetter, and Luke felt her passage become even more slippery, clenching down in harder and harder shudders. The feeling of her responding to his actions boosted Luke's ego, and he kissed the side of her tail as he put more strength into his thrusts.

“Yessss…" Teeba hissed softly, her eyes now closed as she allowed herself to be softly rocked by each thrust he gave her. The sight of her body moving under his driving hips was incredibly arousing for Luke, and seeing how much she was enjoying him filled him with joy.

“You feel so… good," Luke murmured, his mind failing to find more descriptive words to express how truly amazing her warm, wet, and responsive pussy felt around his cock. The smile that pulled at the dragoness' snout told him everything he needed to know; she understood what he meant, and the fact that he was barely coherent made her feel better about their size difference. Adjusting his feet to move closer to her hips, Luke was able to give the dragoness firmer thrusts that made her wings relax onto the floor and a soft, happy hum resonate from her throat. Without stopping his motions, he held her tail closer to his chest while continuing to massage the back of her thigh and tail base with his other hand. The more he stimulated the tender region on the side of her tail, the more he felt the long appendage pull to one side, and after a few deep strokes he let go, allowing it to fall naturally. Stepping closer and leaning over her rump as best he could, he let his stomach rub against the same place as he brought his hands over her thighs to hold her waist. The needy whine Teeba made caused Luke to smile and squeeze her. It was a poor imitation of what a drake could do, but the dragoness didn't seem to mind, and he felt her body shiver in delight as he rubbed his skin against her scales with every thrust into her depths.

“That's nice… that's really nice…" Teeba moaned softly as she looked back at him with one half-lidded eye. With her tail curled up and over to one side, the dangling tip bounced and swayed in time with each of his thrusts. “Just like that… just like that—" she added, her words a breathless plea that made the hairs on the back of Luke's neck stand on end. The desperate need and desire in her voice made his cock throb, sending a small squirt of pre to mingle with her own slick juices.

Biting gently on the inside of his cheek, Luke forced himself to steady his growing excitement and give the dragoness the best experience he could. With a hand on each side of her waist, he stroked his thumbs over her scales while pulling her back into his thrusts. A warm trickle ran down the inside of his leg, and his eyes widened at just how wet he was making her.

Sweat dripped from his brow and landed on her back as instinct began to overtake his selfcontrol, and he slowly picked up the pace. Teeba let out an approving moan, pressing back into his thrusts and making his hips collide with hers in audible smacks. “Yes—gods—yes!" she cried softly, her neck curling upward. She couldn't seem to close her maw as she panted in blissful ecstasy, looking back at him with nothing but love and desire in her eyes.

Rising onto the balls of his feet, Luke angled his hips so the shaft of his cock rubbed along the lower wall of her vagina and, as a result, felt her entire body jerk when he slid the rounded head across a sensitive spot. Seeing her lips move in a silent gasp, he repeated the motion again and again. “Don't stop, Luke, don't stop, please don't stop," Teeba whimpered, and he curled his fingers against her scales, holding her tighter.

At first he had doubted he could bring her to climax, but his earlier affections had clearly left her incredibly sensitive and now his cock was able to keep her pleasure climbing higher and higher.. He bit down on his lip to stifle his own mounting arousal. Leaning over her bent tail, he kept rubbing the spot she loved and, while gripping her hip with one hand, ran the other down in a long, sensual stroke. Tracing the curves of her muscular flank, he reached beneath where his shaft continued to piston into her and pressed against the edge of her vent. It didn't take long to find her sensitive pearl, and he swore as her entire passage undulated and clamped down in a ripple like shudder of ecstasy. The dragoness suddenly bucked her hips back, almost knocking him free, but he held on and thrust faster and faster.

His growing urgency matched the needy whine Teeba made, the desperate sound punctuated by the rhythmic slap of skin against scales. To Luke, her passage was nothing short of nirvana as he explored the contours and ridges of her delicate folds while his fingers frantically strummed her clit. It took every fibre of his being not to come as she looked back at him with an almost pained yet blissful expression. Knowing she was nearly there as well, he shelved his own desires and focused on bringing her to the second release of the night.

"I'm—I'm close, I can—I'm—" Teeba's words were lost as she scrunched her eyes closed and pressed back into him. Luke didn't stop his assertive pace; he adjusted his feet to keep his position and began tugging her back to him with his arms. The sensation of being held—pulled into their mating—did wonders for the dragoness's mind, filling the primal parts of her with the feeling of a drake about to breed her.

"Don't stop—don't stop—just like thaa…!" Her voice shifted pitch as he gripped her hip even tighter and thrust even harder into her.

Luke was sure he had bitten his lip hard enough to draw blood as he clenched his jaw, but he didn't care, even as the muscles in his back began to protest and his cock throbbed inside the dragoness's shuddering passage. He had never fucked anyone as hard as he was now, yet he had to exert a surprising amount of strength to overcome the resistance of the powerful muscles that tried their best to make him finish.

Scrunching his eyes closed, Luke tried not to think about how warm, wet, and glorious Teeba's pussy felt around his aching cock. He breathed through his mouth so he didn't have to take in the intoxicating mix of their lust and sweat, but he could do nothing to shut out the sounds of a dragoness about to climax on his cock—the desperate whimper-like moans, the incoherent whispers of profanities mixed with his name, and the building whine she gave as he felt her body clench down hard one last time.

Luke's eyes snapped open as she came around him. Her passage spasmed and quivered in an uncontrolled rhythm, desperately trying to coax him to finish with her. Even without the velvety vice of her pussy around his cock, Luke's resolve stood no chance when he saw the look of ecstasy in Teeba's eyes and heard her loud cry of unadulterated bliss.

Her head lifted off the floor, lips pulling back to reveal her fangs as her voice matched the powerful release he was causing. With a series of rapid, frantic thrusts, Luke pounded into his dragoness as hard as he could, then slammed his groin against hers and let go. He pulled his hand away from her clit as his balls mashed against her sensitive pearl, letting her feel them hitch with every throb of cum he shot into her.

Holding her hips as he pumped his load, Luke rode out his climax while her walls tenderly massaged and squeezed his cock from all sides. The sensation was like nothing else he had experienced. With no rubber to dull it and warm wetness dripping down his legs, he relished the feeling.

His heavy breathing was dwarfed by Teeba's as she panted with exertion, and when he looked at her and smiled, the dragoness flashed him a giddy grin in return. He stayed hilted as his powerful finish slowly ebbed, stroking both hands over her hips with a tenderness that made her croon.

Breathless and speechless, Luke slumped over the dragoness's back and stayed buried for as long as he could. After what might have been minutes, her passage's clenching eased and his cock began to soften, slipping from her slit. Swallowing and running his tongue over his lips to check for blood, Luke slowly straightened up as Teeba rose to all fours.

As he stepped back, Luke's legs felt heavy and jelly-like; combined with the softness of the couch underfoot, it made him move like a newborn deer.

"That good, was it?" Teeba giggled, pulling her wings tight against her sides and lowering her tail.

Luke couldn't find a rebuttal right away and instead he simply chuckled and nodded. Stepping back until the couch's backrest pressed against his thigh, he leaned on it to steady himself.

“That wasn't… that wasn't what I expected," Luke stammered, his chest tightening as he saw her smile waver slightly. “I mean… in a good way—that was something else." He gripped the top of the couch with one hand. Teeba's smile returned in full force and she giggled as she turned to face him. The realisation that he had just fucked a dragon to completion made his own grin widen, and he looked at her with bright, happy eyes. “I think I get it now," he added, prompting the dragoness to roar with laughter.

“Oh, do you now?" Teeba laughed, shaking her head in mock disbelief. Joining in, Luke lifted his hands as she stepped closer. While he was standing on the couch and she remained on the floor, their heads were roughly at the same height and in a prime position for kissing.

After quickly wiping his hand on his thigh to rid it of most of her slickness, Luke reached out with both hands to cradle her jaw, holding her tenderly. The dragoness grinned widely as he looked down along her snout into her amethyst eyes, gently stroking his thumbs over her cheeks. His heart still pounded as he pressed his lips to the tip of her nose, and she parted her jaws to run her tongue beneath his chin, lapping at his neck. The warm, wet stroke across his adam's apple made him tense briefly, but as she repeated the motion he found himself enjoying it and rewarded her with another soft kiss on her nose.

Pushing her snout through his hands and along his cheek, Teeba brought her mouth close to his ear and whispered just loudly enough for him to hear, “Can I clean you up?" Any uncertainty about her meaning vanished when she gave the spot below his earlobe a small, sensual lick.

“You don't have to; I know how the shower works now," Luke joked, earning a quiet chuckle from her. Yet, as much as he trusted her, the idea of the dragoness's sharp fangs near his most delicate areas made him hesitate. Turning to look at her properly, he saw nothing but gentle kindness in her eyes, melting most of his reservations. “But if you wanted to… then I… yeah?" he finished, the inflection making her smile.

Standing on the couch, Luke kept a gentle hand on her snout as Teeba began kissing along his collarbone, tracing her wet tongue across his pec and sternum. Knowing how enamoured she had been with his bare chest, he couldn't help smiling while she continued to explore. When she lowered her head to his stomach and groin, she swept her tongue over his bare skin, cleaning the evidence of their lovemaking. Spreading his legs wider, Luke leaned back until his bare buttocks rested on the sofa's backrest and looked down as Teeba's tongue stroked along his thigh and down his leg. The warmth of her breath and the gentle brush of her tongue made his now flaccid penis twitch, but having just spent his load, it didn't rise to the occasion.

Luke's breath hitched as the dragoness briefly lapped at his balls while looking up at him, before moving to his other leg and continuing her cleaning licks. “That feels really good," Luke murmured as he looked down at her. The dragoness hummed in amusement as she worked, determined to find every trace of the fertile scent she had imparted to him, even going down to his knees before slowly making her way back up toward his groin. Once her snout was back within reach, he stroked its bridge as she lapped around the base of his shaft.

Lifting her lips away from his skin, Teeba looked up at him with her brilliant purple eyes and smiled. “Can I try it?" she asked warmly, and Luke nodded gratefully. He adored that she asked, especially because of her tone. It wasn't as if she was being submissive, but her tone conveyed that she understood his reservations about her teeth near his junk.

Luke inhaled a soft gasp as Teeba rolled the tip of her tongue around and under his shaft before guiding its turgid length into her maw. With a gentleness that made his heart soar, the dragoness closed her lips around his cock and used her wet, warm tongue to swirl along his length and around his tip. Looking down, he held her gaze and smiled lovingly at her as she took care of him. The change of pace was deeply relaxing, and Luke found himself leaning forward to caress her eye ridges while she sucked him as best as her lips would allow.

Pulling her head back slowly, Teeba let his cock slip from her lips, curling the edges of her tongue to cradle his meat before dragging her taste buds across the underside of his shaft in one final lick. “There… all clean," Teeba mused, following his lead as he guided her head up to his level.

Luke paused as she swallowed, then pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply. It was unrushed, warm, and incredibly loving as she gently pressed her tongue against his lips and into his mouth. Tilting his head to one side, Luke deepened the kiss and rolled his smaller tongue against her larger one. He tasted nothing but her as he did and stroked his hands down her snout to cradle the underside of her jaw.

Their kiss continued until Luke had to part and come up for air. Smiling warmly, he kissed her again on the nose and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. Seeing that she was still standing on the floor and hadn't moved to lie on the couch, Luke quickly deduced why and gave her cheeks one last stroke before letting go. “Let me fix your towel," he murmured, smiling as she hummed in appreciation.

During their passion, the towel she had been lying on had become crumpled and half fallen off the cushions. Stepping past her and down from the couch, Luke picked it up and spread it out where it had been. The dragoness seemed content to watch as he stretched over the deep cushions to smooth out every wrinkle or fold, and when he was done he looked up to see her grinning sheepishly. “You like what you see, huh?" Luke chuckled, gesturing to the sofa for her to climb up.

“You look good without clothes on," the dragoness said, nodding enthusiastically with a big smile. “You should go without them more often," she added as she stepped onto the couch and lay on her side before him.

With her rump on the large towel and her hind legs sprawled out toward him, Luke saw an opportunity to thank her for what they had done and took a corner of the towel in hand. Climbing up behind her hind legs, he placed a hand on her thigh and guided her to roll back farther. “I don't think it would be decent for me to be nude all the time," Luke mused as he brought the towel to her scales and began to slowly clean her. “Someone might see us, and then they might talk!" he added, chuckling as she giggled in return.

“I walk around naked constantly, no one seems to mind," Teeba teased, straightening out her tail so he could get better access to her vent. Luke wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the puffiness of her slit seemed to be less pronounced.

“Well, that's not completely true," Luke mused, looking at her with a sly smile. “You wear your harness whenever you go out, and you even have a scarf now," he added and chuckled when her mouth opened for rebuttal but then closed again. Conscious that she might still be quite sensitive, he gently worked on her thighs and slowly made his way closer to her crease.

“That's true," Teeba finally conceded as he wiped between her legs and then overshot her slit to clean her tail. “Pockets and pouches are pretty handy," she added softly before snickering. “But now my minion can carry all my stuff!"

“Can do," Luke mused as he focused on the job at hand. He took his time working toward her slit; he knew that both of them were spent and didn't want to accidentally stimulate her too much. Leaning over her tail, Luke shifted his grip on the towel to a cleaner section and draped it over her pussy. With his palm, he began to gently dab on the waterproofed backing of the cloth to clean her up, then peeled the towel back to admire his handiwork.

“All clean?" Teeba asked softly as Luke spread the towel back out across the sofa. When he nodded in agreement, the dragoness stretched her hind legs across the couch in a long, luxurious stretch. “Play your cards right, and maybe I'll let you wash me again—this time in the hot shower," she said with a playful grin, making Luke quietly laugh.

Placing a hand on her leg and using it for support, Luke shifted to the edge of the couch and sat. “Oh, you will let me, will you?" he chuckled and shook his head in mock disbelief. “Well, in that case…" he added, reaching toward her hind paws. Taking one in hand, he guided it into his lap and began to massage her paw pads. He jolted as he felt something brush against his back and looked back to see the dragoness had curled her tail tip around him and rested it across his knees.

“I do train my minions well," Teeba teased, giving him a slow blink of approval. “So, how does it feel to be a real tail chaser, now?" she asked in a slightly more serious tone. “Feel anything different? Does your soul feel like it is now damned or anything?" She added with a smirk.

Luke knew that she wasn't mocking him, nor was it a setup for a joke, but instead a genuine question with a hint of concern. Luke understood what she was asking and gave her paw a reassuring squeeze. “It feels good," he answered truthfully and smiled up at her. He felt the relief in her paws as they relaxed further in his grip, and he rubbed his thumbs over her soft paw pads. “Yeah… this is me now," he added with genuine sincerity. He felt completely at ease with what he had done, and genuinely didn't regret making love to the dragoness. “I really didn't expect it to feel that good, though. It was incredible—you are incredible!"

“Nawww," Teeba chuffed and wiggled her whole body contentedly, “You did really well yourself; the way you held my hips was just, mmmhmm!" She rocked her head from side to side in delight. “Sooo good, and you were worried you wouldn't be big enough, eh?"

Luke's cheeks burned slightly. “Yeah, but you can see where I was coming from, right? Compared to a drake, I'm really not that big," he said, circling the pad in the palm of her foot with his fingers. “And it's not like I've got a giant knot, or barbs, or anything weird like that."

“No, thankfully. Gods, can you imagine? That would look so weird on a human." Teeba chuckled and shuffled her wings against her sides. “Like I said, though, I ain't into big cocks or anything like that. Your hand was nice, but the idea of a big dicked drake wanting to screw me doesn't really do it for me anymore. Knots are kinda fun if it means cuddles, but my ex had one and would always just spend the time scrolling on his phone. Massive turn off—kinda put me off knots completely."

Luke's cheeks flushed redder at her openness, but he didn't stop massaging her paw. “What a jerk. You give the best cuddles," he remarked with a smile that made her eyes light up. “Big warm paws, smooth scales, pretty face—prime candidate for a good cuddle."

“I know, right? Although, my paws aren't that big." Teeba gave him a rather serious look before closing her eyes and chuckling softly. “I forget you're new to all this, but calling a dragoness's paws big is kinda rude."

“Really?" Luke asked as he spread his fingers across her foot. Compared to his splayed fingers or even his own feet, hers were significantly larger, with rounded knuckles and plump toe beans. “Why's that? What's wrong with big feet? Heck, hatchlings' feet are adorably large compared to their bodies—it's cute."

“Yeah, but it's a phase we grow out of. Now, I have dainty feet—elegant feet, poised peets." Teeba pulled her toes close together to make them appear more streamlined. “Drakes have big, burly paws for clawing at one another, pulling down trees, and other gruff, masculine things. Saying a dragoness has big feet is kinda like saying she isn't elegant, or like she isn't ness-like."

Remembering the other day when he washed the mud off her, Luke realised that he'd inadvertently insulted her. “Oh… well, your paws are practically microscopic, then!" He was rewarded with a laugh. “Your sexy legs just end in tapered points—no paws at all. In fact, I don't know what I'm holding right now!" He grinned as she snorted. “Why did you even want me to buy paw balm? Total waste of money—"

Teeba's laugh cut him off, and Luke simply smiled across at her as he continued to massage her paws. With one hand circling the heel of her hind paw, he moved the other over the smooth scales lining the top of each toe.

“Gods, your hands are good at that," Teeba crooned as he eased the tension from her paws.

“You really like hands, huh?" Luke teased, giving her toes a comforting squeeze. The dragoness gave a soft hum of acknowledgment, and he continued to press his fingers between her toes, massaging each digit one by one. Unlike the larger scales that overlapped across her body, the scales around her digits were almost pebble like in texture and size, packed so closely together that the surface remained smooth under his fingers. The only exception to this was a row of more traditional plate-style scales that ran down the top of each toe.

“Yeah, I like hands; they're so… nimble," Teeba said thoughtfully, relaxing her wings at her sides. “And they feel so good—they find all the nicest places to touch," she added with a warm smile. “Like the way you hold my jaw and look at me—gods, so good," she mused, giggling as Luke momentarily became speechless.

“I thought you were going to say something else," Luke admitted as his cheeks flushed. The memory of her walls clenching down hard on his arm as she climaxed was still fresh in his mind, and as he moved to her other paw he rotated his wrist until the joint clicked.

“Well, you being buried up to your elbow in me was pretty fucking amazing too," Teeba grinned, then giggled as his cheeks turned beet red. “And feeling your fingers go wide… sooo good—"

“You really liked that, huh?" Luke asked, rewarded with a comically fast series of nods. Swelling with pride, he deepened the massage of the dragoness's hind paws and lowered his head to place a kiss on her toes. “How are you feeling now?" he asked, nodding subtly toward her hips.

“Much better!" Teeba replied happily, rocking her hips deeper into the couch. “You did really good—best I've ever had," she said, making Luke's chest swell. “But… I have a confession to make…" her expression saddened slightly.

Luke paused his affectionate rubbing to give her his full attention. There was still a hint of playfulness in her eyes as she lowered her head to look at him sheepishly. “What?" he asked, keeping his tone soft.

“That whole thing about needing spunk to ease a heat…" Teeba began, offering a guilty smile. “Not necessarily true…" she added, and Luke let out a long, exaggerated sigh. “Like, it's kinda true: if a 'ness gets knocked up by a drake, her heat can end early. But the whole human thing being a temporary fix isn't really a thing."

Shaking his head at her antics, Luke felt no remorse for what he'd done and instead flashed her a grin. “You manipulative little thing," he chuckled without malice. “Tricking me so we'd sleep together, huh? What am I going to do with you?" he added, stroking her paws reassuringly. In truth, his decision had only been lightly influenced by the desire to help her, and he was actually grateful she had given him the last push he needed.

“I know, I've been naughty," Teeba said, dipping her snout before giving him a sultry look. “What are you going to do to punish me?" she added, but she couldn't keep a straight face for long; Luke burst out laughing. Joining in, the dragoness's body quivered as they laughed together and finally settled once Luke stroked his hands up her shins.

“So, hold on… what about that 'ness you went to uni with? The one who banged dudes while in heat? Was that made up?" Luke asked, surprised when the dragoness shook her head.

“Oh no, she's real. I did some programming classes with her and sat with her during my UX classes," Teeba said as she tilted her head with a nostalgic look. Luke's eyes widened in surprise, and he gently curled his fingers around the leading edge of her hind leg, stroking down along the direction of her scales. “She was pretty fun to hang out with and could always get alcohol."

“I bet," Luke mused, briefly removing his hand from her leg so he could comb his fingers through his hair. “But did she really bang a bunch of dudes to help her heat?"

“Oh yeah, she was pretty wild. Even before exams she would find a random guy and take him back to her dorm—get him to fuck her senseless—and then trot off to class. She said it helped clear her head," Teeba explained happily and adjusted her legs as Luke's hands paused mid stroke. She waited until he resumed rubbing her leg before tilting her head from side to side. “Academically she did really well too. Not top of the class, but she didn't sleep her way through assignments, if you know what I mean," she added, a small smile tugging at her lips. “I heard she's settled down now—got herself a steady dude, does some investing or something, found a place out in the country…"

Luke's fingers continued to caress her scales as it began to dawn on him what she was saying. When he looked across at her face he saw her watching him, mouth partially agape, a broad smile on her snout. “Wait… no… really?" Luke asked in disbelief; he knew Teeba had been promiscuous with other partners, but the idea of banging random dudes on campus seemed far too raunchy for the dragoness he knew.

“You have a problem with that?" Teeba asked, trying to look serious, but her grin betrayed her. When Luke rolled his eyes, the dragoness's smile broke free and she cackled with laughter, shaking her head quickly from side to side. Her body shook violently beneath her wings as Luke glared at her for leading him on. “Your face! You really think I would do that?" she teased, thumping her tail against the couch as she continued to laugh. “You are just too much fun!" she added while Luke chuckled, blushing in embarrassment. Finally her laughter eased and she hissed a cheeky snicker. “No, Luke, she ain't me. But she is real—I think she's doing marketing or something now. Who knows…"

“Probably a fair few dudes, by the sounds of it," Luke remarked with a playful grin.

Teeba snorted in amusement and nodded. “Yeah, she was a nice 'ness, though. She was actually really good at designing user interfaces; her style was always pretty, sleek, and easy to use. I kinda took inspiration from her assignment when I made the grub wyrm app."

It took a moment for Luke to understand the terminology she'd used, but he pursed his lips as he tried to keep a straight face. “Easy to use, you say? I wonder where she learnt that?" he replied softly, then gave Teeba a cheeky look. “I guess it helps that she knows what people like," he added.

Thankfully the dragoness snorted loudly with a laugh and then giggled like mad.

“Oh, come here, you funny man," Teeba chuckled happily, rolling further onto her side. Spreading her forelegs wide in invitation for him to embrace her, she held them out before clenching her toes in a grabbing motion. “That deserves a cuddle," she added playfully.

Not needing to be asked twice, Luke let go of her hind leg and stood up. With a grin on his face, he climbed onto the couch, aligned his body with her chest, and wrapped an arm around the base of her neck. Sliding his other arm beneath her, he pulled himself tight against her and savoured the sensation of her body against his bare skin. At first, her scales felt silky-smooth and refreshingly cooler than his own skin, but within moments he began to feel her warmth seeping into him. With his body pressed against the broad plates, he kept the scales from being cooled by the ambient air, and he hummed contentedly as she encircled him with her paws in a warm hug.

“You do give good cuddles," Luke admitted softly. Nuzzling his cheek into her throat, he stroked one hand up her spine while the other wandered absently between her shoulders. Being so close, he heard the rush of air as she breathed in and then smiled when she let out a happy croon. Parting his legs, he blindly brought one up behind where her foreleg met her body and draped it across her side. He wasn't sure if he was overdoing it by trying to give her as large a hug as he could manage, but his doubts vanished when, as he gingerly searched for a comfortable place to rest his foot, the dragoness reached back with a forepaw and pulled his leg against her ribs. Lying on their sides, they settled into a relaxed, comforting embrace. Lowering her wing over them, Teeba cradled him against her chest and curled her neck around to press her chin to the man's shoulder, deepening the hug. The warmth of her breath washing down his back, as she breathed steadily, raised goosebumps along his arms, but he simply smiled and kissed her throat.

In the background, the forgotten movie continued, and Luke listened in for a moment. The kobold and the man were talking about their feelings, explaining how they had misunderstood one another and fallen out. As the music swelled, Luke heard the kobold give a startled yip as she was pulled into a kiss.

Mirroring the scene with a kiss of his own, Luke pressed his lips to the smooth, overlapping scales lining the underside of Teeba's throat and continued to run his hands along her back. The gesture made the dragoness hum happily and press her chin more firmly against him in a loving show of gratitude. With the hand stroking up and down her spine, he traced the soft contours of her neck. At first glance he would have assumed a dragoness's neck was simply circular, but as he explored he discovered the subtle ridge that ran down its length. Devoid of frills or spines, it was intoxicating to slide his hands from as high as he could reach, slowly dragging his fingers down until they met the other hand cradling her shoulders.

“So …" Teeba said softly, breaking the silence as she slid her other forepaw to the small of his back. “How do you want to handle the rest of town? They're going to think we're together. Do we tell them, or say we're just friends?"

Luke inhaled deeply and closed his eyes, still holding her close. He said nothing while he weighed their options. The town would find out eventually, but their love still felt too private to share with the world. Even so, he realised he should tell the rest of Zulu Squad. He doubted any of them would care, but his captain would be redeploying soon, and it would be easier to break the news before communications became difficult. Joker would no doubt joke about Luke being “corrupted," yet he'd genuinely be happy for him. Bishop would be pleased as well; though the man wasn't into dragons himself, he supported mixed couples. Keenis and Kodiak likewise wouldn't care and would be glad for him.

His heart sank when he thought of Taalli and how she would have reacted to hearing he'd bedded a dragoness. The orange 'ness had teased him for being opposed to mixed couples and would have taken delight in his change of heart. Luke's eyes grew glossy as he imagined the fiery dragoness offering tips on how to please Teeba. He was sure that she would have made her share of jokes at him, but probably would have been happy for him. Although, now that he knew Taalli and Teeba were acquainted, he wondered how that would have colored her advice. Would she still support a friend being with a “grubby marine" like him? The more he mulled it over, the more certain he became that Taalli would have loved the news regardless. Still, he wished he could ask her—not for permission, but because he trusted what she would have to say, and Taalli could have been a wealth of knowledge on how to be a better mate for Teeba.

Realising he hadn't answered, Luke drew a long breath and shrugged. “I'm not sure. What do you think we should do?" When she didn't reply, he stroked slowly down her spine.

Teeba hummed in thought, the sound breaking into a tiny giggle. “Well, if you don't want to repeat yourself, we could just tell those old hens back in town. Daarneh and Liirahn would spread the word for us," she said with amusement, and Luke couldn't help but smile.

It was true—the whole town would know within a day. He actually considered it. “Timing wise, it might look a little weird. I get disowned by my folks and, next thing you know, we're a thing." He felt his cheeks heat. “Kinda makes it look like they were onto something."

“Maybe they were," Teeba mused, and even with his face buried in her neck he could practically hear the smile on her snout.

“My folks and a dragon are agreeing on something. Are you sure this isn't a dream?" Luke mused, renewing his embrace around her shoulders. “It would be a good dream, though," he added softly.

“The best," Teeba agreed, letting out a happy, contented coo sound. “So, we give it a couple of days, then tell the oldies? I'm not leaving here until my heat is done anyway, and it's probably something we should do together."

Luke took another deep breath and, after thinking about it, realized it was probably better to rip the bandage off and let the town know sooner rather than let rumors spread. “Sounds good," he said, feeling the last of the tension in his body melt away as Teeba stroked a paw up his back and cradled his waist. “Besides, you said my cum doesn't settle your heat, didn't you?"

When Teeba hummed a curious note, he slid his hands to her neck and then moved his leg off her side so he could roll over. She eased her grip and lifted her head so he could turn completely and press his back against her front. Looking her in the eyes, Luke reached out and stroked the top of her snout, giving her a warm, loving look.

“If you're not leaving until your heat is done, then neither am I," he said softly, his heart soaring as Teeba's eyes lit up. “Whatever you need, I've got you." He traced his fingers up to the bridge of her snout. “Hands, fingers, sex, noodles in bed, movies—whatever you need. Your minion will be there for you." He chuckled as he felt her whole body wiggle in excitement behind him.

“You're the best minion," Teeba whispered in awe, curling her neck tighter so she could press her lips to his forehead. The kiss was soft and warm, and Luke's whole body flushed with heat. Reaching up, he stroked her jaw softly, savoring the moment while she wrapped her paws around him and held him securely. “We are gonna do it so much," she added playfully, making Luke break into an unrestrained giggle. “Oh, Luke, you don't know what you've signed up for—a 'ness in heat? You'll be walking like a bow legged cowboy once I'm done with you," she boasted cheerfully, drifting one paw lower until her pads glided over his soft shaft.

“Try not to break me," Luke replied with a chuckle. “I've still got to paint your talons yet, remember?" He scratched his fingers along the underside of her jaw.

“Mmm, that's right…" Teeba hummed, beginning to fondle his cock. The softness of her paw pads on his sensitive member made Luke's breath hitch, and his hips bucked when her talon brushed his inner thigh. “You can do my talons afterward," she said, ever so gently releasing him so she could roll over him and lift herself up.

Luke's heartbeat quickened as he rolled onto his back and looked up at the dragoness looming above him. The sight made his cock twitch with excitement, and he smiled like an idiot as she lowered her snout toward him. Wrapping his arms around her jawline, he pulled her into a deep, loving kiss that slowly built in passion.

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“Still think he isn't good enough?"

The look of amused indifference Taalli gave Riimack only made the large drake rumble with laughter. Seeing him chuckle made Taalli's lips curl back into a smile and she shook her head in defeat. “Alright, I admit it… I was wrong," Taalli said, rising to all fours outside Teeba's barn. The pair of ethereal dragons had retreated outside to give Luke and Teeba some privacy when Luke had moved to use his hand on Teeba, but now, as the sounds of the pair's carnal activities began to build, they knew it was their cue to leave entirely. “Maybe they are good together."

“You sure? I thought he 'isn't wired that way', that's what you said right?" Riimack chimed in sarcastically, flashing a broad grin that earned him a shove from the orange dragoness's wing. “He sure sounds wired like that now," he snickered playfully. “Oh, I just want Teeba to be happy, she is too innocent for—"

“Oh my god, won't you just fade away already?" Taalli retorted with an exasperated smile that made it clear she was joking. As much as she joked, they both knew that they would likely have gone mad without one another, destined to remain out of sight and ever present, while without any ability to communicate to any of the living. It was a fate that they had come to accept and they both took solace in the fact that they were able to continue to watch their friends grow.

“Fade away? Girl, I'm here 'cause you need me," Riimack replied playfully, lifting a wing to invite her closer for a friendly hug. “Or at least, I think that's why," he added once Taalli leaned into him. Lowering his wing around her, he gave a reassuring squeeze and led her across the lawn. The grass needed mowing as it had been a while since it was last slashed, but the long blades weren't disturbed by their footsteps.

“Who knows…" Taalli mused as she walked beside her friend. The sun had long since set, and the pair could hear the repetitive chirping of crickets hidden in the grass. Halfway up the hill they paused to admire the planters Luke had helped irrigate. Taalli lowered her snout down to inspect the plants and looked over the leaves with a critical eye. Small green leaves had just begun to sprout from the fertile dirt, promising a decent harvest in a few weeks—provided Luke and Teeba kept tending them.

“Do you think his folks are ever going to get over it?" Riimack asked, glancing back toward the barn. “Them being together and all that? Do you think they will change their minds?"

Following his gaze, then looking up at him, Taalli saw a glint of longing in his eyes and leaned into the larger drake. “You know what family can be like, Riimy. I wouldn't hold my breath," she said and saw his lips twitch in disappointment. Wanting to comfort him, she brushed her tail against his to get his attention. “Maybe… but if it does happen, it won't be any time soon. It took my father years to accept Mike and me, and even then it was only at the end."

Riimack hummed in a half hearted acknowledgement, and Taalli knew that he wasn't fully convinced. She knew well that family was a sensitive subject with the drake, especially with the circumstances of his father's death. However, knowing what she knew of the drake, she found his reaction puzzling. “Would you forgive them—for what they did?" she asked, holding his gaze as he turned to face her. “His father pulled a gun on her, after all, and then they kicked him out for something he didn't do—"

“I don't know," Riimack admitted, retracting his wing before folding both tight to his sides. Under the moonlight, his silvery scales shimmered regally and he would have looked quite noble if it wasn't for the frustrated and confused look he had in his eyes. “What his father did wasn't right, Teeba didn't deserve that. Same as you and your father, he was a piece of work," he said and took a deep breath before glancing towards Taalli with a pained expression. “So was my father, and I don't think I could forgive him either. It's just…" his voice trailed off as he looked back toward the barn. “I guess I'm just tired of watching families tear themselves apart. You have to admit, it happens a lot."

Lifting one black scaled wing arm, Taalli draped it over him and pulled him close. “Not all families are fucked like ours were," she said soothingly, guiding Riimack away from the barn and up the hill towards the main house. “Mike and Liiria are doing well; so are Reevian and Neebis," she added, rewarded by a flicker of a smile on the drake's snout. “Keenis and Meg are doing well, too."

“That's true…" Riimack admitted as his smile grew. When Taalli raised an eyeridge at him, the silver drake chuckled briefly and nudged his hips into hers. “Maybe we were the problem," Riimack joked, prompting Taalli to glare at him with her fierce amber eyes. “I'm just saying, things got better for them after we… were out of the picture," he said. Despite them both being in their current state for a few years now, it still felt strange to admit that they were dead. For them, they still felt alive, just resigned to watch on as the world continued without them.

“Maybe… but how do you explain Luke's family, then?" Taalli asked, turning her head to face him directly. “How was that our fault?" she asked and looked at him expectantly as his brow furrowed in concentration. “Yeah, I thought so—"

“You probably corrupted Luke!" Riimack announced with a smirk that made Taalli roll her eyes. “I bet you did. You showed him that dragons weren't evil demon spawn like his folks taught him. It was only a matter of time—"

“Corrupted, really? Give me a break, this was all him," Taalli retorted, although she couldn't help remembering the time she had teased Raider with a provocative display and wondering if she had really set the stage for the man to fall for a dragon. “He is his own person after all, ain't no way you are pinning that on me."

“Yeah… maybe. But I dunno, it kinda would have been nice if all the family fuck ups ended with us," Riimack said softly, his humour fading with every syllable, then with a soft, defeated sigh, he looked back at the barn with an almost longing expression. “It would sure make things better for everyone if it did."

Taalli pulled him against her as they crested the hill where a large oak tree grew. “It would be nice, wouldn't it," Taalli mused softly. The gravel still bore the rough outlines of the tire tracks left by Luke's old truck, but as the pair sat down, the sharp rocks weren't felt by either of the dragons. “Hate to be the bearer of bad news though, Riimy, but there were family fuck ups long before we hatched, and there will be more long after we're gone… sorry." She saw Riimack nod solemnly.

At the top of the hill, the pair sat quietly and looked over the rolling landscape. With no streetlights to be seen and only the scattered farmhouses glowing in the distance, the sky was a brilliant wash of twinkling stars and wispy clouds illuminated by the waning moon. “How is Viina?" Taalli asked softly, tilting her head up to look skyward with him. Riimack had always been so coy about his former mate, and Taalli really didn't know how the drake felt about her now. During the fleeting times she had seen Riimack with the dragoness, he had clearly been so deeply infatuated with her. Now however, she only saw a lingering pain in his eyes and knew that he was hurting, even at the mention of her name.

A pregnant pause settled between them as the drake kept his gaze on the heavens. “Better. She needs me less and less these days," Riimack said at last after taking a deep breath. “Which is a good thing, right?" he asked and Taalli couldn't stop her lips from tightening and giving him a sympathetic expression. “Yeah, it's got to be a good thing," he told himself and forced a smile. Taalli, however, continued to look at him and tilted her head ever so slightly to show that she was still listening and silently encouraged him to continue. “Oh give me a break, It hurts me to see her, okay? I loved her, and now…." his voice went hoarse and he looked away to swallow back his tears.

Taalli said nothing as she tucked him closer to her side with her wing, she was beginning to regret asking about the dragoness, but also knew that the drake needed to talk this through. “I know Riimack, trust me… I know." Taalli said soothingly and leaned her head into his neck in a comforting embrace.

With a sniff, Riimack inhaled deeply and shuffled his wings against his sides. “She is doing good, that's the important thing." he said stiffly and looked skywards once again. “She is a tough egg, a real fighter, not the sort to go gently into the night—I liked that about her." He clenched his jaw, then forced a smile and tore his eyes away from the stars to meet Taalli's. “She kinda reminded me of you in that regard."

“Riimy, if we're here forever, let's not make eternity awkward," Taalli said with a sly smile that made Riimack chuckle again and then together they looked back up at the sky. Being the only two ghosts they had encountered, it was natural for the conversation to wander where it had on a few occasions. Both were content to remain friends and silent observers of their living companions. “She did seem like a good 'ness."

“She is," Riimack said, turning his head to find a constellation Viina had once described to him. “One day she might come home. It would be nice if she could meet Reevian, Neebis, and Reeva—she'd like Reeva." Taalli caught a hint of his lip quivering before he pressed his mouth closed again, tighter than before.

“I bet she would," Taalli murmured, coiling the tip of her tail around her friend's in a friendly gesture. “What's stopping her from coming back?"

The drake's expression hardened briefly before his eye flicked to her and checked to see if she was watching him. Upon seeing that Taalli had noticed his reaction, Riimack dismissed the question with a perplexed look and a shrug of his wings. Turning her head to squarely look at him, Taalli raised an eye ridge, and studied his face. They knew each other well enough to recognize when one was lying, and after Riimack looked away, Taalli understood that he didn't like the truth. She knew that she was pushing him, but finally relented and looked back up towards the heavens.

“It was something I said." Riimack murmured softly, his voice almost inaudible. “Something we agreed on… But that's a whole other story," he said under his breath as he exhaled softly. Swallowing and then clearing his throat with a grunt, he made it clear that he was done with the painful topic and turned his head to nod back towards the barn. “So, does your boy get the Taalli seal of approval?"

Taalli nodded as she looked back over her shoulder to the barn, the dull glow of the television flickered in the window. At their distance however, they were unable to make out any of the details. “Yeah, he's alright." Taalli admitted softly and caught Riimack looking at her with a look of mild amusement. “Come on, I already said I was wrong…" she added with a smirk, as a smile returned to her friend's snout. “Yeah, I think they are going to do good together–"

Taalli's words fell silent as the both heard a loud, blissful roar echo from the barn, its timber walls doing little to stifle the sound of pure ecstasy that Teeba let out. In unison, both Riimack and Taalli glanced at one another with knowing smirks and then broke out into snickering. “Damn, go Raider," Riimack teased with a broad smile. “Get sum–" even the drake wasn't able to complete the joke without rumbling a deep laugh.

“Oorah" Taalli mused and gave her friend a nudge. “Come on, they don't need us here," she added and rose up onto all fours.

“You sure?" Riimack asked rhetorically with a broad grin, as he rose to his feet beside her. With a small lift of his wings, he silently communicated that he was ready to fly and Taalli nodded. With soundless footsteps, they walked across the gravel driveway towards the far side of the oak tree and stepped apart to give each other space.

Crouching down low, Taalli mantled her wings before launching herself upwards and unfurling them down in a large sweeping flap. With a series of silent wingbeats, she soared up and out over the front paddock of Luke and Teeba's farm. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw Riimack in the air and closing the distance to take his position on her wingtip. With three more pumps of their wings, Windsor farm fell away from them and the trees became small dark blotches on the dimly lit countryside. Banking around in a wide orbit of her friend's farm, Taalli looked down at the barn with a content smile. Breathing in deep the cool country air, Taalli felt reassured that those she loved were finally happy.

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Luke and Teeba will return for an epilogue, but this will otherwise be the last chapter dedicated to them