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Heavy rainfall had never bothered him before, but this was something else! Heavy sheets of freezing rain slashed every bit of warmth from his wings. His scales felt frozen, and he could barely feel his paws. He'd lost feeling in his wingtips quite a while ago. The forecast had said it would be perfectly sunny on his trip, but this storm must have slipped by them.

The dragon beat his wings faster as he heard heavy, rumbling thunder in the sky above him. It sounded... violent and grumbling, like it wanted to find something to fry. He yelped, when a tree scarcely a few meters to his right was split clean in half by a bolt of lightning. Frying every leaf on it, and splintering the wood. He bit his tongue, and adrenaline set in. He'd have to land or find some shelter soon, because the weather was only getting worse. It was becoming something he didn't want to be caught in.

Luckily, through the sheets of rain, a familiar shape began to form. A mountain, and a small speck of what must have been a cave. If Andress had his way, no matter how small the cave was, it'd fit a cold, shivering dragon. His heart beat rapidly, driving him to beat his wings as fast as he could towards it. His paws regained a bit of feeling, only to be reminded of their aching joints, due to the ice cold rain. A few taps on his wings told him that it was no longer rain, but sleet, and likely soon to be hail he was flying through.

Andresses' eyes stung when the sleet fell onto his eyeridges, melted, and flowed into them. The wind flowing through the forest beneath him made the treetops seem like the surface of an ocean. There were no clearings he could land at, and falling through them would be painful at best. Another lightning bolt split the sky, lighting up the heavens with a deafening roar. The dragon let out a roar of his own as he realized he was a bit low for the cave entrance.

He could have sworn his wings popped as he heaved his heavy bulk upwards in an arc. His numb legs scrabbled for a foothold on the side of the rocky cave entrance. His claws lashed out, and he pulled himself upwards with a groan. The entrance was larger than he'd expected, but he knew he couldn't stay at the mouth of the cave. There was a bit of light somewhere inside the cave, just enough to ensure he wasn't walking blindly into an ink-black cave.

A nagging feeling nibbled at the back of his mind, but he brushed it away. No one would be living here. It'd be rough living out of a cave in todays' modern environment, too rough for most. His cold, chattering teeth reminded him that he was still standing in the rainstorm. One paw in front of the other, he padded into the cave. It was a surprise he didn't just fall over and pass out. His chest was heaving with each breath, and his heart protested every labored breath. Andress felt it was a massive stroke of luck that the interior was warmer than the outside.

It was another amazing stroke of luck when the cave opened up into a wider area. Steam drifted around the room, drawing his eyes to what must have been a massive relief for his cold form. It was a hot spring! As tired as he had been, the warm, humid air in the room brought new life to his battered body. Granted, every bone, organ, and muscle in his body felt like it was going to explode, but he had enough energy to pull himself into the spring. The first few moments were pure agony, followed by many moments of relaxation and relief.

Andress found a likable spot for him to recline a bit, and lay on his side. Just deep enough his bulk was entirely in the water. Just shallow enough that he could lay his head on a smooth rock jutting out of the water. His breathing slowed as the warm waters seeped under his scales, and drove the cold out inch by inch. His muzzle split open with a dopey smile. As late as he'd be getting to his new home, and whatever fees the movers would demand, this would more than make up for it. His eyes slid shut, and his muscles released their anxious tension. It would be a nice enough place for a nap until the storm blew over.

"Dammit!" His rough, gravelly voice swore.

It had been another nice evening hunt, and yet another damned storm had blown in suddenly, scaring off every bit of prey in miles! His silvery-gray hide shivered as the wind beat against his form. Light, small hail had begun falling onto him, but it didn't bother him much. The cold was the more worrying bit of weather. His stomach grumbled, and his paw-toes cracked. They'd go numb soon, he knew from experience.

Luckily, his cave was right there. While he usually announced his presence with a loud roar, it had been weeks since he last had anyone invading his territory. Though, the last person had hardly been an invader in the traditional sense. Just a smaller drake stopping for a bit of rest. He scarcely stayed long enough to exchange names and numbers. He growled. While it wasn't rude, he wished the amber dragon had stayed a bit longer. He quite liked his company, and could do with some right now, while waiting out the storm.

As cold as the rain was, the assuring roughness of his cave floor eased his mind a bit. He could walk this pathway with his eyes shut, ever since he carved regular arrows into the floor. They pointed at his favorite part of the cave, the sauna. His claws clattered on the floor and small grooves as he decided to do just that. Even with his eyelids shut, he could still see that his recessed lights were still on. They hadn't run out of power just yet. He smiled. Solar power was a rather amazing invention.

The wet humidity against his scales felt amazing. He felt the last of his markers with his footpaws, shuffling them from side to side. Just a few inches more, and he'd be stepping into his pool. He let a footpaw fall into the calming water, reinvigorating his chilled muscles underneath his scales. It took a few moments for all the feeling to come back, but his smile only grew wider. When he opened his eyes though, there was an unexpected complication.

He tried to suppress a gasp, but his lungs filled themselves anyway at the sight before him. There was another dragon! In his pool, already! But... he was asleep. It was a lucky thing that he hadn't woken the dragon up. His scales looked soaked, whether from the rainstorm outside, or from the sauna, Niian didn't know. But, what he did know, was that his striking forest-green scales made that dragon look quite a handsome drake. Him being asleep just made him look cute.

Niians' smile split his muzzle in half, it was so wide. Maybe he'd have some company this evening after all. His stomach grumbled loudly, and the dragon shifted about in the pool. Even from this distance, Niian could hear his bones popping, and a... a groan?

His tongue uncoiled out of his mouth. The dragon had rolled onto his back, an uncomfortable position to sleep in, but it showed off something to quell Niians' growing hunger. Mere inches were poking out from the surface of the water, a warm pink contrasting with the light blue of the water. Whatever the drake was dreaming about, it was steamier than the water he was laying in. It wasn't proper food, obviously, but it would do wonders for the sort of company Niian had been looking for. That smile turned into a frown when he rolled over, back into the water.

His silver-gray scales dipped into the water, one paw at a time. Dragons could be quiet when they wanted to be, and Niian had more than a reason to be. And a plan to wake the dragon up, a pleasant one at that. He could only hope his lungs would cooperate enough to see it through. The middle of the pool was the deepest, and plenty to conceal Niians' bulk. Close enough to where the visitor was sleeping, as well. His submerged form pushed at the water with his paws, and his wings. Underwater, there'd be barely any noise, and hardly a splash, either.

His muzzle popped out of the water to gauge his distance as he tread water. His neck would provide more than enough reach for this. He plunged back beneath the surface, with only a single drop of water making any noise. Underneath the water was warm, and relaxing, calming to his cold lungs. It eased their need for air a bit as well. His claws scrabbled against the smooth stone on the bottom. The natural formation of the rocks made it look like a stairway, providing easy grip for Niian. A few steps more, and he was resting just a few feet away. Still entirely submerged.

Already, the dragon was leaking a cloudy fluid into his pool. That was fine enough, the pool had seen worse. It took a day, at most for it to be sucked away, back underwater. His lungs burned, and he popped out of the water for a breath.

Oh.

His head popped out of the water closer than he intended, splashing a few warm drops of water onto the dragons' neck. Up close, his scales glowed, having a lustrous sheen to them. That, to Niian, meant he took care of himself. Or at least his scales, anyway. He was close enough to hear each deep, relaxed breath the forest-green dragon took. If he were any closer, Niian would have heard his heartbeats as well.

"_Enough gawking..."_Niian thought, chastising himself.

He wasn't sure when the dragon would wake up, so he had to move quickly. He sunk back down, a few feet, enough to touch the bottom again. His maw opened with a cloud of bubbles, disturbing the surface. His tongue lashed out, tasting clean spring water, and more than a hint of something else. It was too heavily diluted, but it almost tasted like cinnamon. And a sort of... salad mix? He rumbled deep in his throat. He never cared for salads, but they were tolerable enough.

More bubbles floated to the surface as Niian exhaled a bit. He was close enough now that the cloudy waters fogged his vision. But, he was ready to start. Balancing on three paws was easier underwater, than out of water. That helped a bit when he wrapped a paw around the base of the swelling cock leaking pre into his pool. The water didn't make for good lube, so he made sure to be gentle. Even with the slightest grasp, he could see the dragon tense up under his grip. Of course, with that tension, Niian saw the flow from the dragons' tip grow even more cloudy.

This visitor leaked like a faucet, and then some! His gentle strokes pulled on the smooth, yet ridged flesh. Long, even tugs from the cocktip, all the way down to his vent. Each time a ridge popped into his paw, Niian could see electric shudders run through the dragons' belly, and legs. His lungs burned, but he didn't chance popping out of the water just yet. Soon his gentle strokes were joined by a long, forked tongue lapping at the base of his visitors' needy rod. One taste, but that was all he could take before he needed air.

Even with his desperate need for oxygen, he slowly raised his head out of the water, making barely a sound. With all the sensations, it was a wonder the dragon was still asleep! His pleased smile told Niian all he needed to know. Another deep breath of air, and he was back at it.

He blinked, once, then twice underwater before his eyes were used to the overly warm water. His paw once again found a home near the base of the dragons' rod. But, this time, his maw had a more interesting use than gawking at the visitors' belly scales. Another burst of bubbles when he opened his maw, and then he was gulping down dragonmeat. His paw stayed behind the dragons' growing knot, but his lips bumped up against it with every downwards swallow. As much as Niian tried, the only thing he could actively taste was water. Not even a hint of the dragons rich pre made it to his tongue. Movement out of the corner of his eye caused him to stop.

The forest-green intruder was moving, opening his legs wider, and rubbing a paw across his chest. With his clouded vision from being underwater, Niian couldn't tell if he was awake, or still asleep. Either way, he redoubled his efforts, stroking along the base of the dragons' cock. If he wasn't awake now, he would be in a few moments.

His tongue lapped along the underside of the dragons' rod, and coiled around the base of his knot. Niian was certain his own rod had emerged from its' sheath, but he paid it no heed. He could fix that later. His jaw popped as he forced his throat open with the dragons' tip. His ridges followed suit, massaging the inside of his throat pleasantly. He felt the pulses through his paw, and through the dragons' scales before he knew what they were.

A loud splash, and then a clawed paw gripping the back of his head. It forced him downwards, maw stretching around the knot. With the sudden force, Niian was careful with his teeth, even with the mouthplug dumping jet after jet into his throat. Each swallow filled his stomach with a reassuring warmth, even as his lungs begged for air. But, he didn't swallow all of it... and kept some in his maw to savor.

That same paw pulled him roughly off of his knot, and out of the water.

"Oh my god I'm so so-" While the dragon had a cute voice, and a cute muzzle, Niian couldn't stand unwarranted apologies.

He slammed their muzzles together, and used a forepaw to pull Andress' head towards his own. It took but moments for him to push his tongue into the dragons' mouth, and the small amount of seed he'd been tasting. Niian could see the shock in his eyes, before they closed, and he leaned into it of his own accord.

When they separated, it was more for breath, than for lack of want.

"I think you just gave me a new fetish." He coughed a bit, before licking up the seed that had slipped out of his muzzle.

"Of course I did." Niians' cocky grin told Andress all he needed to know. "Now, tell me why you're here. I'm sure it's due to the storm outside, right?"

"Uhm, yeah." Water fell off of his forepaw as he scratched at his chin.

"And so, you decided to stop by my cave. How pleasant!" Niian purred.

"I can leave if you want me to."

"And go out in THAT storm? I think not. Especially since there's hail now."

"Hail?"

"Yes, it went from cold rain, to sleet, to hail rather quickly." He pushed away a bit, swimming towards the center of the pool.

"Oh..." Andress flopped back onto the rock.

"You're welcome to stay as long as you want." Niian splashed him with hot water.

"You don't mind?" His muscles felt alive and renewed when he stood up.

"Of course not! I'm afraid I don't have much in the way of entertainment, but I'm sure that two dragons are enough to tango." Feeling the water rush over his scales, and conceal his lower half was exciting to Niian.

"I'm not sure what you're getting at." Andress pushed off and swam in lazy circles.

"Well, I do believe you just had a rather enjoyable wake-up call, so I figured you might be interested in returning the favor." Hidden from view, his cock pulsed a jet of pre into the clear water.

"I haven't... well... y'know-" Niian interrupted him.

"We've got all evening for you to learn, if you are so inclined." The silver-gray dragon lazily paddled towards the edge of the pool. "Or we could just talk all evening until the storm dies down. That'd be fine too."

"Hmm."Andress turned over onto his back, floating half-in the water.

It took long enough for him to think it through that Niian thought he'd fallen asleep again. The silver-gray dragon made a mess of noise pulling his bulk out of the water. With all the noise though, he more than gained Andress' attention. And his gaze as well. His jaw hung agape at the larger dragon getting out of the pool. The water saturated his scales, flowing off of them in rivulets. Well-defined muscles hid underneath the scales, but that wasn't what had hooked his attention. What was hanging between his legs did.

"At the risk of sounding cliché, see something you like?" It seemed the dragon had never stopped smirking.

"You're huge for a dragon. Got some serious danglers and a sheath too..." He trailed off, a bit embarrassed to be taking stock of another male.

"I much, much prefer being on bottom."

Andress' mind screeched to a halt. Of all the coincidences and luck this evening... this was a bit much for him. Would he just let a stranger do that to him? He bit his cheek, chewing gently on it while he mulled it over. There was only one way to find out, and Andress took a chance.

"You'd let me do that to you?" He avoided Niians' piercing gaze.

"Can't see why not, so long as you don't just-" He slapped the poolside. "Ram it in there."

"I've only bedded females before, but I suppose the act would be similar? I guess?" He paddled towards his edge of the pool.

"You could say that. It wouldn't be too far off." He lounged easily, dipping a paw into the side of the pool.

Pulling his body out of the water was much more difficult than falling in. If only because the water was so relaxing, and calming. As well as the humid cave air being just cold enough to chill him a bit.

"I'll be here. Heh." Niian chuckled at Andress struggling to leave the water.

"I guess I stayed in a bit too long." He laughed at his predicament.

Nonetheless, he eventually yanked himself out of the pool, and onto the smooth rock. Lounging around in the water had somehow made him thirsty. He scanned for any other water sources, but there were none. There were a few tunnels leading off from this area, but he assumed they would be the dragons' private quarters.

"Drink up. It's hot water, but clean enough." Niian made a show of lifting a pawful of water to his muzzle, then greedily drinking it all.

Andress shook his head. If it was good enough for him, then surely it'd be good enough for the visitor. Steam floated around his head as he lapped at the water. It quenched his thirst, but it tasted... odd? All the same, he drank until he was sated, and then some.

"The taste is probably you. Just saying." Not a single fact went by the silvery dragon.

"I taste quite close to cinnamon?"

"And salad." Niians' face distorted into a grimace. "I'm not fond of salad at all."

"That's a shame. They're quite good."

"Give me a huge steak or burger any day. If I'm hungry enough, a freshly-killed deer would serve even better."

"Of course, those are fine as well." To be fair, even the thought made Andress' mouth water.

The pool wasn't that large, but he took his time padding his way towards the other drake. He wasn't entirely sure of himself, but he'd already piqued his curiosity. The dragon only just now noticed the intricate lighting surrounding the area. Solar lights, in the shape of lanterns were put into recessed pockets in the wall. They almost distracted him enough to forget about the other dragon.

"I can see you like my handiwork, but please don't linger. You can gawk at them all you want afterwards." Niian rolled his eyes.

"I'm a bit unsure, to tell you the truth. You'd tell me if I were doing something wrong, right?" He rounded the pool to the other dragons' side.

"You'd definitely hear about it. I'm very vocal."

"Okay, okay." It took another moment or two until he was looking at the other dragon, still lounging on the floor.

He was large enough that, even while laying on his side, his head came halfway up to Andress' neck. Granted, that was with him looking at Andress' fine throat scales, but still. A paw pulled his gaze downwards, making sure he was looking straight at him.

"Don't worry so much. Even with you soaking in my hotspring pool, you're still more tense than a loaded spring. Relax. We're just two drakes entertaining each other with our bodies. Nothing more, nothing less. If you don't want to do it, then say so, and I'll solve this-" He spread his hind legs open. "myself."

Andress gulped. A nod followed suit shortly after. Even if he didn't mean to be intimidating, the dragon made him feel a bit more tense. His voice cracked when he spoke.

"Wh-" he coughed "What's your name?"

"It's Niian, what's yours?" He spoke curtly.

"Andress."

"Well then, Andress, you should get started. I'm getting rather impatient." He pushed himself off the ground, up to his full height.

It was Andress' turn to look up. He barely came up the dragons' shoulder. Niians' scales brushed his neck and cheek as he turned around. Wafts of a heavy, earthy scent smacked Andress' nostrils. The silvery-gray drake was still rock hard, and hadn't touched himself once. Andress sat on his haunches while Niian got comfortable. When he raised his tail, and his forepaws crouched down a bit, the forest-green dragon took a bit of initiative for once.

"Ah!" Even behind his large bulk, Andress could hear Niian yip.

His tongue had merely flicked across those heavy twin orbs in front of him. His breath wafted over them, and each time he inhaled, it was an even more intense fragrance. When he dared to drag his forked tongue across that hefty log of dragonmeat, Niian hissed. Andress nearly bit his tongue off when he growled.

"For now, don't touch that. Balls are fine, ass is too. I'm very, very sensitive." His voice came in a low growl.

Andress felt his cheeks burn. The heat radiating off of the larger dragon washed across his muzzle. Smells came with it, masculine, earthy smells. Somewhat like the forest he'd flown through earlier, but much more concentrated. He put his tongue back to work, fondling the larger drakes' balls, but taking care to avoid his rod. Short huffs and growls told him all he needed to know. He opened his maw, and gently took one, then both of the heavy orbs into his muzzle. His tongue rolled them around, feeling them churn.

A drop, then two fell onto the floor, starting the beginnings of a pool of cloudy fluid. The mere act of fondling another males' balls drove Andress mad with lust. His earlier reservations locked themselves away, no longer eager to interrupt the show. The taste was plain, but not disagreeable. When he relinquished the pair of full balls, the dragons' sac was covered in saliva.

He trailed upwards, licking heartily at the sensitive spot between the dragons' balls and ass. First one paw, then two found their way onto the large dragon. The scales moved easily underneath his paws, as he kneaded at the muscle buried deep underneath the skin. Andress let his tongue rest for but a moment, shoving his muzzle between those mounds of taut flesh. Deep, calming breaths through his nose brought even more of that intoxicating mix of scents to his mind.

Niian couldn't believe this was Andress' first time with another male! Even with his earlier reservations and seeming hesitation, once he was down to business... he knew what he was doing. Small yips and moans poured out of his muzzle as he let the smaller dragon do what he wished. Allowing paws on his ass was an exhilarating experience, and even more so when the drake shoved his snout between his cheeks. The warm gusts from his lungs made the large dragon quiver. He had already lifted his tail out of the way, but he hiked it even higher. Niian was even more eager to allow the newbie to experiment on him than before.

Andress pulled and kneaded and stretched at the scales underneath his paws. His last bit of hesitation evaporated while his tongue slowly stretched out from his mouth. It dripped with saliva, lubrication for an act he had never even thought of indulging in. He watched with rapt attention as his tongue bunched up against Niians' rear entrance. A bit more force applied, and it popped inside. He wasn't expecting it to clamp down on his tongue, but continued gently pushing forwards. The dragon found his nose buried into the larger dragons' tailbase, and tongue still sliding inches deeper.

Niian relaxed as much as he could, but the gouges in the smooth rock underneath his paws were evidence of the electric sensations he was experiencing. It had taken mere moments for him to relax enough that the smaller dragons muzzle was buried between his cheeks. Seconds after that, it was pressed up against the base of his tail. His labored breathing echoed that of his partners, his rod spilling more than a little pre onto the cave floor. The dragon debated snaking his tail around and grasping his own rod... but he decided to see just how far Andress could take him.

If he was lucky, he would be brought to a roaring orgasm without a single touch.

"Andress... you're doing good." He encouraged his companion.

Andress didn't answer, he was too busy pulling the length of his tongue out. His mind couldn't have formed legible sentences anyway. He was completely absorbed in the forbidden act. At some point, his rod had come out from his vent, but it was left ignored. Wet, sloppy sounds mixed with the soft gurgling of the hot spring, giving a relaxing ambiance to his ears. Before he could work up much of a rhythm while shoving his tongue back into Niian, the larger dragon spoke again.

"That's more than enough of that." Niians' words fell on deaf ears.

Andress gave a needy whine of his own when a massive paw pushed him, and his tongue out of reach. His ears flicked with annoyance, and his tail lashed against the water.

"What'd you do that fo-" Niian cut him off.

"Well, I didn't want you to think that you were just going to be servicing me until I came. I have a better plan than that."

"Wuzzat?" Andress was confused.

"Didn't you want to mount me?" He hiked his tail up, and draped it over Andress. "Well, here's your chance! But, if you'd rather keep eating my ass out, that's an acceptable compromise too."

"Hmm..." Andress rumbled while he struggled to process the offer.

It wasn't until Niian pulled him towards his haunches did he make a decision. He clambered up onto Niian, hiking his tail over his back and between his wing joints. His forelegs wrapped around the larger dragons' back, struggling to reach even towards his belly. His rod drizzled pre, oozing down into the growing puddle between the dragons' legs. As large as Niian was, even with him crouching down, Andress almost couldn't reach his target. But, he did. A few exploratory thrusts, and he sank in easily.

Niian let his tongue flop out of his muzzle. It had been far too long since he'd been mounted properly, and his tail could only do so much. Now that Andress was more than satisfying that itch, he felt a warm, soothing sense of comfort and content. Each ridge that sank in amplified that feeling, every spurt of pre reminded him how it felt to give himself to another drake. It tickled his mind in a way no other act had.

The forest green drake bottomed out in the large silvery-gray dragon. His rear was more than accommodating, and so warm! It felt as warm as the hot spring water just feet away, if not even warmer! Each rhythmic clench massaged his rod, kneading it, and coaxing it further towards dumping a load into him. And Niian was more than happy to let him. With each thrust, Andress grew more confident. For his first time mounting a male, it wasn't so strange. Not nearly as strange as his mind had made it out to be, and much more pleasant as well.

His lungs burned from exertion, but pressing his muzzle into Niians' back gave him all the encouragement he needed. The scent was alluring, edging him onward, seemingly pulling him to breed the dragon underneath him senseless. He thrust roughly. If Niian didn't say to stop, or be more gentle, then who was he to refuse? Needy grunts and moans rumbled from his maw, while Andress huffed with each labored breath. His knot bumped into unyielding muscle on each and every stroke.

It wasn't until Niian started rolling his hips back onto Andress that he realized that they were both very close. Sweat, and water mixed underneath their scales, cooling them a bit, but not nearly enough. They both panted heavily, bodies beginning to ache from their needy coupling. Tail muscles pulled Andress in, and Niian pushed back onto him. Synchronizing their movements, the knot began to work its' way in. Each thrust stretched his tight, filled ass a bit more. It wasn't until a heavy wave of rhythmic pulses ran their way along his insides did it happen.

Andress slammed his knot home one final time, and Niian roared. The sound echoed off the walls, along with a wet splattering as he came. The forest green drake kept thrusting as his knot and rod were milked for all they were worth. Niians' seed splattered across the smooth cave rock, pooling underneath them in a heated pool. Some of it even dripped its' way into the pool. Andress grit his teeth, and screwed his eyes shut as he felt the telltale tightening.

His own orgasm hit him softly compared to the sensation he'd been feeling. Strong jets roped into Niians' insides, coating them white. The knot locked them together, letting not a drop of seed escape. Each pulse shot more and more sticky dragon cream into the larger drake. With each jet, his smile grew. Andress yelped when Niian fell over, taking the smaller dragon with him.

They crashed to the ground, large bulk just barely avoiding the worst of the mess. Still, the knot was lodged securely in Niians' ass, and Andress was more than content to leave it there. Not like he had much of a choice, it would take at least half an hour with the way the dragon was squirming around it.

"Holy shit." Andress ran a paw along the larger dragons' shoulders.

"Mmmm?" Niian hummed a question.

"That was amazing."

"It was. And you're sure you didn't do this before?" Niian grinned.

"Very. We're going to be here a while." He kneaded at the dragons' tense shoulders.

"I am quite aware. That's perrrfectly fine." He purred.

"I... did everything right?" He questioned, laying his neck across Niians' shoulder.

"Of course you did. I told you that I'd tell you if you didn't." He spared a forepaw to rub at his companions' snout.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you. That's my first paws-free orgasm in months." Niian flicked his tongue out across Andress' nose.

"You're welcome. That was why you didn't want me touching your rod?"

"Yeah."

They sat there in silence a while, with nothing more than the softly gurgling spring to make noise. Niian licking at Andress' nose, and smelling their scents mix pleasantly.

"So..."

"I've got all the time in the world to hear what you're saying. Do tell, though."

"I was wondering, now that you've had yours... could I have a taste?" Andress' mischievous eyes said it all.

"Sure can! But only after you gargle some of that spring water."

"But-"

"No buts! You just ate mine out!"

Andress giggled, laughter hardly sounding like it came from a dragon.

"Of course."

"We've got time for plenty of rounds. The storm is still going strong, and the night is young."

Andress hesitated for a moment, but brushed that hesitation away. With the storm still raging outside, it was as good a place as any to shelter for the time being. While scarce on entertainment, he had all the pleasure he could want. And new experiences to enjoy, one right after the other.

And, if all went well, a new companion and potential lover.

-Fin?