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The ocean was entirely and completely boring, an vast endless expanse of waves that was only broken up by the occasional fin or flash of underwater creature to break it up. It was endlessly tedious and Aileen had heartily had enough of it. The longwing was used to spending her time in the air with long patrols and able to land when she wished too and feel solid earth beneath her paws. Instead of that comforting presence, though, she was given the rocking of the dragon transport and the only time she was able to go aloft was when she wheedled her captain into going for scouting forays in case of enemy ships. It had been nearly two weeks since they'd last been in sight of land and now she was well and truly done watching the waves and listening to the two Winchesters arguing whenever one of them decided they were bored. It was enough to drive any sane dragon mad.

She had taken to sleeping through long swathes of the day rather than remain awake and be forced to listen to the petty arguments. It also meant that she wasn't putting up with people scurrying around her as if they were afraid she'd sneeze and melt a hole in the transport. They were silly creatures, unlike her Caroline, who knew perfectly well that she could be trusted and was in perfect control of her acid. It was only for Caroline's sake that she put up with this sort of transport at all, but she had her duty and she truly did her best to do it without complaint, no matter how boring and tedious it became. Certainly being awake at night did little to relieve that feeling of boredom, though it did improve her temper to no end.

The longwing stretched herself out and yawned, gaping her jaws wide and curling her tongue before snapping them shut, watching the dark waves from the other side of the boat. They were occasionally showing flashes of light, something she had been assured was normal thanks to the algae in the water glowing, but it was still something to watch. It was late enough in the evening that most of the sailors were asleep save those few that kept watch and attended the navigation and none of them came anywhere near the dragon deck. They didn't want to risk being mistaken for food in the night, she supposed, but that left her with the happy situation of being able to spend the evening with her captain.

“Are you quite sure you're comfortable, Caroline?" She rumbled and turned her head to where her captain perched on one of her forepaws. “The other captains have space below decks and they say it is quite nice."

“I am entirely comfortable." Her captain smiled at her, reaching out to stroke a hand along the smooth space right between Aileen's nostrils. “Stop fidgeting, you're going to wake those rowdy winchesters and you'll never get peace."

“Nothing could wake them." She rumbled in disgust. “They stuffed themselves full and then fell over. No discipline."

“Unlike you and your ability to eat sparingly." Caroline kept her expression quite bland and Aileen refused to be baited, simply snorting and pushing her nose a bit more firmly against the human.

“It would be nice to stretch my wings tonight. Perhaps we could go aloft for a brief time, surely we could stay within sight of the ship since they have the fires going?" She put a slight pleading tone to her voice, feeling the soft hands caressing her underchin, finding the spot that was quite deliciously sensitive.

“We are more likely to lose the transport in the dark, my dear." Caroline said sympathetically and curled her fingers to use her nails in the rubs, digging in just enough that the longwing lidded her eyes. “We can play that guessing game again, you enjoyed it last night."

“That was last night." Aileen flicked her tail so that it smacked the hardwood roughly. “I am tired of this trip. We should let me fly you. It would be hardly more than a few wing beats and then we would be there."

“America is far further than you think." Was the regretful answer and the longwing only rumbled unhappily, giving her head a shake of annoyance. This truly was unbearable

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Caroline could read the frustration on her dragon's body as easily as she might read her own signature. This was the longest trip they had ever taken together and it had been exciting at first, but now it was steadily wearing on the good nature of the beast. She kept working her hands along the chin and hopefully worked higher to the bone spurs and the sensitive area at the base of them. She hadn't counted on Aileen becoming so restless so quickly. They had been training together for this their entire lives, their first command, and she was nervous and excited that it was a position so far away from home. The time of peace the Empire was enjoying was allowing things to happen so rapidly that some were aghast at the way the Corps were being spread out, but not her. She was eager for what would happen next.

“I shouldn't have agreed if I had known how dull this would be." Aileen sighed and gave a pained look towards her captain

Aileen had always been a bit of an odd dragon, ever since the day she had hatched. She always had very specific tastes and preferred things to be just so in her life. From what sort of cows she was able to eat and how cold the water she drank was. She was fastidious in a way that most of the dragons rarely cared about. From the time she had been able to take her first flights to now, Caroline had gone above and beyond to care for her. She was always careful to make sure that she was given the best of the best, feeding and caring for her in the most intimate ways possible. She knew that many captains were affectionate with their dragons and were quite close, but she had the feeling that she went above and beyond with the way that she cared for Aileen. From the time they had gone into the Corps in truth, she had found that she wanted the longwing to be comfortable in ways others didn't seem to indulge in.

She smoothed her hand down along the long neck as she slid in close against the warm side, feeling the sweep of the incredibly long wing forming a pocket just beneath her dragon's side. The way that she was tucked into the side was quite intimate, creating a little pocket where she was able to relax. She knew that the dragon would only fret herself the longer she had to remain on the transport. It was wearing on her naturally genial personality to the point that that Caroline knew that things were going to eventually come to a head one way or another. They still had quite a long trip in front of them, they were well over halfway there, but by no means close to the final destination. It was frustrating in the extreme, but there was little she could do with her dragon except try to keep her distracted. And flying was certainly not something she was willing to risk in the dark.

The last thing we need is for me to end up missing because we decided to stretch her wings. Caroline thought with a little wince and leaned her back against the warm body.

Eventually Aileen would stop listening to her and take up a stubborn streak to try and amuse herself however she could. There was hardly anything she could do about it. If she were lucky, she would know about far enough in advance that she could try and talk her out of it, but if not.. She shook her head with a slightly guilty twinge. She was the one that had thought this was a fine post to take up, she had been eager for it. She still was. It wasn't the acid spitter's fault that she was stuck here on the ocean. She shifted with a slight press back against the smooth scaled hide. She always loved just how soft feeling the dragon was. The armored scales weren't nearly as thick and heavy as they appeared and they were quite pleasant to the touch. She stroked and trailed her touch downwards, running with her fingers spread open wide as she trailed down the broad side

The touch caused Aileen to give a little shiver, a rippling that arched her back as her dragon let out something like a rough purr. The length of the tail coiled towards her and the tip rested right near the muzzle . It was an intimate position that kept her tucked in quite close to the warm side, feeling the heavy breath that came from the sleek female and one that stirred ideas in the back of her mind. She knew that there were some things that might help keep Aileen's attention away from her boredom, and one sure way was to distract her with more sensual pleasures. If there had been another male in the area beside the Winchesters she could have easily distracted herself with pleasure. Though, Caroline was positive that the crew would be horrified by two mating dragons in their midst, but that wasn't on the plate at the moment.

There was one thing that Caroline did as a captain that not many in the Corps talked about, though she knew that several other of her fellow captains engaged in the practice. Dragons were as lusty as any human, perhaps even more so as they didn't have the inhibitions of wanting marriage or any sort of morals that held them back. They could be guided to breed with one another and certain species' encouraged, but they were still quite vigorous about enjoying their own delights. Many of the captains tempered that desire themselves, attending those needs when they had to keep the beasts happy, though no one enjoyed talking about it. Caroline had never really seen why it bothered others, certainly Aileen was a lusty female and there was a certain pleasure in attending in more intimate ways. It was bonding, and it was precisely what was needed to keep the longwing from fretting about her boredom

The human slid a little lower as she stroked the belly scales and spread her fingers open wider to stroke just along the underside of the belly. The light strokes spread the touch open, running where the scales were small and delicate right against the inner haunch. The length of the wings were broad enough that she had no fear a sailor would see what she was doing, there weren't many on duty and none of them had any interest in coming near the dragon. She tickled her touch a bit deeper, feeling Aileen shift as the longwing looked down at her with a curious tilt of her head. The eyes were glittering in the moonlight as Caroline's cheeks flushed a little bit.

“Why don't I give you something to think about besides the waves?" She murmured softly, feeling a warm breath against her as the slender muzzle pushed down beneath the wing so it was nearly nuzzling her hip. “You've been good natured about all of this."

“Oh, well.." Aileen flexed her toes lightly, shifting her weight with a delicate rock. “That would be very nice of you, Caroline."

Aileen felt her captain's touch along her stomach in such a way that her boredom changed to interest, enjoying the slide of them tracing against her inner thighs. The way that the human caressed her created a rather delightful sensation in the dragoness, one that made her thoughts shift away from boredom and into one of anticipation. The way the hands slid against her was delightfully intimate, causing her to arch herself up into the air with a little flex as she secured her wing over her captain. She was careful with the long edges as she tipped her muzzle down low and nuzzled affectionately against the smaller human side. The fingers were oh so gentle, they were agile and seemed to know how to smooth down as she shifted her haunches lightly. It wasn't like Caroline to be so interested in playing this game when other human's were about, normally she preferred times when they were entirely alone and far away from the rest of the Corps.

The fingers slid along her inner thighs until Aileen had to shift her hips a little bit, sliding her hind leg up with a delicate tip that was partially covered as the small human tucked out of sight easily. She had her head pushed all the way under as she nestled with a little bit of a rub that pushed her muzzle in close. There was nothing quite like the delightful feel of the hands against her, especially when the warm body slid beneath her hind leg and she felt the familiar slide of the smooth soft body tucked against her. It was quite unlike a male, who were typically quite eager to make a try for an egg and had only one goal in mind. Caroline was aimed for pleasure and the dragoness flicked her tongue out with a little dip of her tongue, darting forward to slide along the clothed side as the fingers slipped up high between her legs.

“Keep your wing down, my dear, there are others about." Her captain murmured softly, letting Aileen lick over the pants as she wriggled in intimately close. “We mustn't disturb them."

“Of course." Aileen answered mildly and nuzzled a bit more before sucking in a breath when she felt the hands sliding up along her vent.

She had never realized just how pleasurable that touch could be until she had first been touched this way. With a male, it was very cursory and they rarely seemed inclined to try and put in the time for her pleasure, but Caroline ran her fingers with only one purpose. The hands cupped either side of her vent until the longwing lidded her eyes and rumbled approvingly. Her hind legs relaxed as the gentle push and slide spread to either part of her sex, just barely spreading it open wider. The plunge and rub pushed over her and spread her lightly, feeling the tips of the fingers dipping forward to caress the softness of the inner walls. The delightful sensation caused her to arch herself up, her breathing picking up while she lavished her tongue along her rider's pants clad bottom. Her tongue tip curved eagerly as she heard Caroline let out a soft noise.

The finger tips pushed inwards, gently spreading her so that they could caress the silky inner walls. The gentle slide delighted her into letting out a low noise and she kept her tone soft. She knew that humans were frequently strange when it came to matters of making eggs and pleasure, though she had never understood their embarrassment. She respected it as she arched herself and gave a sensuous shiver that ran the length of her back when she felt the hands sliding forward and pushing against her. Her lips were being coaxed open, spreading wider and wider, feeling the fingers caressing her vent until she felt the first warm flush of desire rushing over her. Her tongue licked harder along her captain, tucking her head quite far beneath her wing as she felt one hand slipping inwards, seeking and finding the sensitive spot just inside of her passage that made her walls naturally contract in response.

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Caroline shivered a little bit while she felt her dragon arching and pushing downwards, the little movements showed her where she enjoyed being caressed, but their long time together had also taught her. She knew the line of the vent that ran just beneath tail, the way that the soft inner skin was folded to create layers to protect the tender inner passage. She stroked hem delicately, running her hands over them as she felt the warmth starting to swell them. It was something of a heady experience to watch Aileen grow aroused, and up close it was no less enticing to view. The sheer size of the dragoness made it so that even in the darkness she could see the changes that ran over the roused body.

The folds grew thicker and swelled slightly, they warmed under her touch as she dipped her hands forward and spread them open a bit wider. The smooth movement began to splay them wider and wider, slipping one hand in easily and feeling the way the muscles were flexing. The normal line of scales that kept her vent closed were pushed open by the warm sleek body, the wetness coated her hand as she felt the hot tongue sliding against her. The muzzle tucked up against her closely as Aileen crooned very softly. It was something the longwing had always done, as if assuring herself that her captain was still there as she pushed her hand in deeper and felt how the interior clutched and squeezed around her. The unique design of the passage was trying to hold her as she let out a breath and shifted up and drew her touch back.

“Leave your wing down, darling." Caroline murmured as she pulled her shirt off of her body in a move that would have caused an outrage on the ship if any of the sailors had seen her.

She had no fear of them. Her dragon would keep an ear open for any close movement and even if they saw her, she was certain that even the most lust riddled man would have to have a death wish to try for her while Aileen was near. She folded her clothing to one side neatly and slipped her hands forward again, parting the thick heavy lips open wide, slipping closer as she felt the hips shifting against her again. She intimately experienced the shiver that ran down the sleek sides, the warmth of it causing her breath to catch in her throat as she pushed forward with just enough force that she felt the lips prying open wider. They closed around her, they were squeezing and tightening, the small movements were designed to draw a dragon's shaft in, but she was more agile than any dragon.

She used her other hand inwards, curling her fingers as she massaged the heated walls, feeling the slick wetness forming and coating her as her bare breasts caressed against the smooth scales. She felt her nipples tightening, perking up in pleasure as she arched herself forward and gave a slow drag backwards. She went carefully, for all that she knew her size would never hurt her dragon, she drew out that pleasure even as she caressed her naked upper body along the underbelly. Her arms went in deeper, plunging and pushing forward as she drew in a breath that was filled with the strangely sweet scent of her companion. She felt the walls tighten and Aileen's tongue twisted along her leg lightly, licking up to grind against her tight riding pants.

She shivered and spread her legs open slightly as she pulled back, not very far, she could feel the sensitive lining that made Aileen shudder and rock, she kept stimulating the spot as the hot thick tongue rolled between her legs. The powerful oral muscle was a delight that served two purposes. It aroused her, tightening her nipples and making her cheeks flush, and it pushed her forward to try and edge her in closer. She rode the feel of the tongue and pushed her arms in deep, her fingers stretching inwards as she felt the tightening walls pulling around her and gripping. The way they caressed her made her let out a breath as Caroline rubbed herself along the tongue, feeling the fabric of her pants growing damp and pushing hard against her own mound.

She was being pushed between the lips, her head and smoothed back hair sliding forward with a smooth press as she gulped down a breath and held it. She was being pushed into the warm hot darkness, feeling the silken caress of walls along her bare upper chest and shoulders as the tongue pushed her inwards. She knew that Aileen wouldn't let come to any harm and the moment she moved or struggled she would be drawn back out. She let herself enjoy the movements, slipping into the heat and arching herself, rubbing through the warmth that was clutching her. The slickness coated her, the incredibly hot depths suckled as her breasts pushed through and she drew her arms backwards.

She made herself thicker and rubbed, arching and sliding just enough that she could feel the small barely contained movements of pleasure. Her own body was throbbing hotly, almost feeling as if she were sharing that desire. It was infectious. There was no guilt for her dragon, she simply knew what she wanted and went for it with a heated desire that was beyond eager. It made her want more, she strove to arch into the touches, twisting just enough that she felt another shudder rock around her as she was pushed in deeper. The grinding and sweep of the tongue soon had her in all the way to her waist, her eyes squeezed shut before she pushed and squirmed backwards.

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Aileen's eyes glazed slightly as she felt her captain pushing into her, the thickness of the upper body not quite like a dragon, but certainly it was pleasurable. She groaned a little as she felt the wiggling push backwards and helped draw Caroline out so that she heard the rapid pants coming from betwixt her haunches. She didn't have to wait for long, the hands were delving into her again and rubbing, keeping her worked up as the warmth spread through her lower belly. She could tell the human was getting just as worked up, which delighted her as she forgot about her boredom and the tedious transport and instead let herself delve into the heat of desire.

She used her tongue to push up harder again, wishing that Caroline had peeled off her pants as well, but she made do as the warm body began to push forward once more. She felt her walls opening up, spreading and slipping wider and wider by the moment. She clutched down, her eyes lidding all the way shut as she felt the strange shape of the warm human being wedged into her slick passage. She hunched her back slightly as she felt the wriggles rubbing in just the right directions that she struggled to keep her sounds of pleasure low. She would have been louder if there hadn't been the two messengers on board, but she swallowed the noises as her heart began to thunder wider and she let out a breath that sent heat rushing between her legs.

Her captain plunged forward, the hands were rubbing deeper, not retracting to add girth, but they were finding those hard to reach spots that were oh so sensitive, the ones normally stimulated by the tip of a male's shaft. She swallowed down a noise, her entire body tensing up as she clutched harder around her captain. The inner walls suckled and pulled, while she used her tongue to make sure she could pull her back out again. She could even taste herself as the wetness coated the upper edges of the pants and then Caroline began to pull backwards. Her bared breasts slipped free wetly and she only pulled back enough to pant, gasping for air and licking the sleek mound. Aileen felt the little dips and curls of the tongue keeping her on edge before the warmth pushed forward again.

It was another powerful drive, one that made her tense up as her captain pushed through her body and ran her hands backwards. Her outer lips were stretched open wide, swallowing all the way down to waist. The pleasure was surging forward and rushing to engulf her. She wanted to roar out her pleasure, but she muffled it as she closed her eyes tightly and felt the hands drawing backwards, the back arching at just the right angle to caress backwards. The warm writhing form drawing backwards once more, but not far, the movement was designed to thrust and stimulate, pushing her over the edge as her back arched and her half folded wing began to shake. Her tail even twisted in the moment that pleasure poured over her, making only the smallest cry from her large throat.

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No matter how many times Caroline had played this particular game, she had never ceased to be amazed by the sudden power of the clutching walls. She knew better than to panic as they clasped down around her and began to work, she only trembled in a rush of delight as the powerful inner walls pulled and drew along her. She moved her entire body, trying to keep up the stimulation as she felt herself growing slicker, her upper body slippery wet and easily able to slide back and forth as the tongue left her legs and she felt the peak crashing around her. It was incredible, she swallowed a noise of her own as she slid backwards, drawing her waist out with a wet slick feel, chill in the air as the hips kept twitching against her, trying to push her back into the depths with each little trembling movement.

It took effort to draw herself backwards, the slow pull worked against the clutching muscles as the need to breathe overrode the teasing desire to work up her dragon more. Her breasts were slick with the arousal, it coated her cheeks and shoulders as she fell back onto her rump and panted shallowly. She saw the twitching mound as she stroked over the outer folds, caressing enough that she drew a low sound of her the dragoness' throat and felt her arching upwards with a little shiver that ran down the line of the belly before she adjusted herself. Her lips curled up in a slight smile as she licked her lips, tasting the uniquely sweetness of the arousal clinging there before she moved her hand up to slide along the relaxing stomach.

Aileen's sigh was one of utter satisfaction as the dragoness turned her head down and nosed her captain lightly. The silent plea to be stroked was answered with a damp hand rubbing just up between the nostrils while Caroline relaxed back against her beast. Her own breathing was rapid, her cheeks flushed hotly as they always were after these sessions. No matter how often they had done this, they always left her feeling slightly dizzy and now was no exception as the longwing tried to rest her head in her lap, though it was far too large to even manage the chin.

“You're going to crush me!" She laughed and watched as one eye opened up and Aileen let out a playful snort.

“You should have been born a dragon." Came the response, a hint of amusement there while the chill air made a shiver run down Caroline's back. The broad wing tucked down tighter around her, blocking out the wind.

She didn't want to put on her shirt just yet, she was a mess and she'd have to get the dragon to lift up a handful of water from the ocean to wash herself off before she was able to get fully dressed again. She didn't mind, she would sleep on the dragon deck and enjoy the warmth drifting up from the kitchen fires and she had no doubt that she'd be perfectly comfortable until dawn. It wouldn't be the first time she'd slept against her dragon's side, and truth be told, it was entirely enjoyable to have the companionship rather than the sailors or the rest of her crew.

“Heaven forbid, then you'd have another captain." She responded tartly and slid one arm over the broad muzzle, leaning forward to hug the animal. “Hopefully that's taken your idea of night flights out of you, hmm?"

Caroline let out a startled burst of laughter and shook her head back and forth, hugging the broad muzzle again as a low purr began from deep in the longwings chest. She would treasure her quiet time for now, when they reached their new position she had no doubt that such private moments would be rare indeed. And why should she not take the time to remind herself why she loved the great beast?