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| A roar came from the huge dragon that knocked Devilah back into Sampson's chest and he held her for support. "I have not left my mountain for hundreds of years, other-worlder! I am Paarthurnax! You wan't to ride me like some common horse?!!!"

"Faniel."

"WHAT!?" the outraged dragon bellowed.

"My name is Faniel, and you needn't get so upset. A simple 'no' would do just fine," Faniel stated coldly and started walking away. | | | "Faniel... Wait a moment." The head of the dragon lowered until it appeared to be no more than a foot away from the Angel. He sniffed, but Faniel didn't budge and barely bothered to turn around. "What?" she asked with obvious disdain. | | | "You smell of power and confidence. And something else. Can I call you 'Fanny'?"

The Angel considered this for a little bit. "You know, where I come from that word means means 'butt'".

"I use it only as a familiarity, as you use Parthy. Besides, you have an excellent butt."

"That is true... Okay. To you alone," she said, smiling back at her friends, "I will be Fanny." | | | "I am sorry for my outburst. I've been alone up here with only those old men for company for far too long. I have become... cranky. Fanny, you may climb aboard my back. Keep your wings furled. The wind would whisk you off in an instant if you open them."

"Thank you, Parthy!" she said, turning around and hugging the massive neck. Then she turned back to Sampson and Devilah. "I'll be back in a little while guys! But I'm not sure how long we'll be gone so if it gets late, go back to Hrothgar without me!" she called as she climbed atop the dragon. | | | With a WHOOSH of air, the dragon was aloft and fell over the side of the mountain, lost to sight temporarily before it swung back into view far below.

Devilah and Sampson watched for a long time as it sailed ever-farther away. But they were able to track its flight and never completely lost sight of it as it flew one direction, then changed and flew another, seeming to cover a rough grid pattern over the land below it.

But the dragon, though far away, was obviously maintaining a fair height and likely would not be noticed by any but the most perceptive on the lands below. | | | "He's not really going that far away, is he?" Devilah asked.

"No. Do you see that little city down there?"

"I see it. He seems to be staying somewhere near there. I bet the dildo is there somewhere."

Sampson nodded. "But there's also something a bit farther off that he seems to be interested in too."

"You mean 'she'. Faniel's directing him. She must sense something there too." | | | "Look there. It looks like they're turning back," Sampson observed.

"It will take quite a while for them to get back up to this height. He's circling for lift apparently."

Sampson turned to face his lover. "What are you suggesting?"

"How high would you say we are roughly?" the Succubus smiled a toothy grin. | | | "I dunno. High! Above most of the clouds anyway."

"How many people do you think have made love at this height?"

"Devilah! A better question would be, how many people have made love at this temperature!" | | | "Oh, I guess you're right. I keep forgetting how much the temperature bothers you. Besides, we have another performance tonight."

"I... could lick you though."

"Oh? Right here. Right out in front of the great Paarthurnax's lair? You would lick my pussy right here?"

The hero caught her tone. She was getting into it. | | | Soon her legs were keeping his ears warm as she bucked to her own peak.

Finally she shifted to move his tongue into her as she took over stimulation of her clitoris manually while he tried his best to keep up with her out-of-control hips. | | | The echoes of her orgasmic scream had finally died away when he got to his knees, feeling himself straining hard against his pants as

she calmed down and looked at him.

"I..." she struggled to say as he laughed at her. "I... am the very first... member of the... Mile High Club!" | | | "You are indeed, my love - whatever that is," He said, hugging her to him.

"Oh! You smell like me!"

"I'm sorry!"

"Oh, don't be! I like the smell of me on you!" | |