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Family Intimacy

Chapter Five

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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"Darling... Do you know what a hot, fine dragoness you've blossomed into?"

Fyr's father purred compliments and Fyr didn't even mind the over-exaggeration in his tone, rising and falling on his cock with a low groan. Straddling his hips, the crimson dragoness curled her tail around his leg, possessive over him even in the privacy of the three star hotel room. She moaned lustfully and ground all the way down on his cock, pussy lips stretched around his dark spire as Orrix panted heavily, reaching for her. Taking her paws in his own, he held her tightly as she rode him, for once allowing the dragoness to take him at her own pace.

But time was still short and they could only spend so much time together with his wife and her mother off out in the hotel spa for only a short time. Sasha hadn't taken much persuasion to spend a little time on herself - she hated travelling, after all - and they'd arrived at the hotel too late the night before for her to really enjoy one of the small luxuries of a family vacation.

Of course, the stop-by hotel wasn't their end destination and the water park still awaited them with all its gleaming promise. And more than one male in the family was looking forward to seeing the ladies in less and less clothing than normal.

It was a shame skinny dipping was frowned upon.

If only Kao was watching, Fyr thought, licking her lips as she leaned forward, arching her back with her paws flat on her father's chest. But we have our own room and this... This is risky.

She'd never known the thrill of a risk, the edge of possibly getting caught and how much it could arouse her. But she'd craved it ever since fucking her brother in the back seat of their parents' car and enticing her father to take her in the rest stop bathroom. Which wasn't, admittedly, all that long ago, but hell - a dragoness knew what she wanted.

"Harder," she whispered to her father, eyes burning. "I need you, daddy!"

Orrix didn't need to hear any more than that. Flipping her over onto her back, he shoved her shoulders down into the soft mattress and growled wantonly, paws shamelessly groping her breasts and running down her sides as he fucked her. His cock slammed into her, giving her the long, desperate strokes she so badly yearned for and Fyr squealed eagerly, rocking her hips up to meet him, if only to get just a little bit more of his hot shaft into her before he had to pull back to thrust again.

The window was open, letting a light breeze in to lick at and cool their scales, but there was no one to see the illicit coupling of father and daughter, black scales coming together with red in beautiful, undulating copulation. Thrust by thrust, Orrix drove his daughter towards climax, a claw lightly tracing around her clit - as if she needed that extra stimulation to get off with him buried in her snatch. The dragoness moaned and panted, pussy rippling and squeezing around him like she'd been learning to do, and she whimpered with the excitement of telling Kao every lewd detail later when they were alone. Or maybe even not when they were alone, just so he couldn't do anything about it and fuck her too until later.

Shivering, Fyr groaned and rocked into her father as leaned over her, sliding his daughter back up the bed until her head bumped the pillows. Clinging to him, the dragoness kept her arms around her father until he slammed in deep and hard, those bone-shaking thrusts making stars burst on the insides of her eyelids.

Oh yes, her daddy sure did know how to take good care of her!

"More!" She cried out at exactly the right time. "Fuck me, daddy! Cum in me!"

And Orrix gave her just what she wanted. The black dragon grunted, the stripes of his yellow scales quivering over a muscled hide that he'd maintained even into middle-age. Sure, there was a little more padding around his girth than Kao boasted, but that was to be expected of a busy family drake. Her father closed his lips around hers, demanding she open her mouth for him, and she thrust her tongue against his, twirling them together as he claimed her with long, deep strokes of his throbbing spire.

Quivering against him, Fyr groaned and ran her paws down his back, taking in every detail of his scales, his rump and the muscled base of his tail. The tip of his cock kissed her innermost barrier with every thrust, yet she still arched up to him, begging for more - always more. His shaft tugged and pulled wonderfully at her pussy, grinding over that spot of extra sensitivity within her that always drew a little growl that was almost a purr to her lips.

The dragoness trembled, lust burning her up from the inside out. It was a wonder that she'd never experienced the pleasures of sex until her own brother had introduced it to her some short weeks ago. She shuddered. No. It could not have been so little time. Barely a handful of days.

And she'd loved her life all the more for all the pleasure since.

Rolling over with his shaft still buried within his daughter's cunny, Orrix moaned and bucked up into her, hind paws scrabbling on the bed for purchase. She whined and leaned over him, her short claws pricking lightly past his dark scales as she bucked and ground on his cock, lips parted and slender tongue lolling out the side.

More... Just so close...

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She closed her eyes, stars erupting behind her closed eyelids, and whimpered, moans devolving into breathy gasps, shoulder blades pushing back as she unconsciously thrust her breasts out. Her father rumbled his approval and reached for her, groping and massaging one breast at a time as his other paw guided the increasingly desperate rise and fall of her hips.

"Take me as you want to," Orrix rumbled, just barely holding back his need, shaking with desire to ram into his daughter over and over again until he could thrust no more. "I want to see my sexy dragoness riding me..." He paused. "Even now you look so like your mother."

Fyr purred and blew him a kiss, sinking all the way down on his shaft.

"Like mother like daughter. Isn't that what they say?"

That was all she had breath for as she murred and slammed her hips down, tail thudding into the space on the bed between Orrix's legs. Her father groaned, head rolling back against the pillows, and Fyr huffed, pussy unconsciously squeezing and rippling around his cock. She felt her orgasm in the clenching of her cunt, sensation hitting her before the ecstasy. And then the dragoness knew no more - at least for a little while.

Fyr howled, bucking and writhing, not caring if she disturbed other occupants of the hotel rooms. They were likely empty at that time of day with most travellers already being on the road and on their way, but Fyr shuddered at the thought of others overhearing, alternating between clamping pillows over their ears and wishing that they were in her place... Or even fucking her. Her juices, shockingly, squirted out around his shaft and the dragoness moaned even louder, begging him to cum in her with everything he had to give. Her mother could have walked in at any moment and Fyr almost wished she would, if only to see the dragoness her daughter had grown into.

In fire and lust, she truly was the spit of her mother.

With a hot, tight pussy clenching around his length like a vice, there was little Orrix could do to hold back. The dragoness' breasts bounced through her orgasm, Fyr unwilling to slow her rampant grind upon his cock even as she climaxed, and Orrix held onto her hips, slamming up into her with a low, needy grunt. She imagined rather than felt his balls tightening up, churning with seed that slowly - too slowly - travelled up the length of his shaft to explode into her waiting, slick cunt.

Flaring his wings, the drake gave a half-suppressed roar, getting his hind paws up closer to his buttocks and thrusting like a much younger dragon, matching his daughter stroke for stroke. Whimpering as he took her and she eased wickedly down from her high, Fyr slumped forward, only held up by his paws on her waist, fingers outstretched towards her breasts as if for a sly touch of their delicious softness. His semen mingled with her tangy juices, oozing out around his shaft as he thrust shallowly, unwilling to pull out any further when he had the lure of her hot passage to keep him firmly seated in place.

But their high had to end at some point and, alas, the day was getting on. Ruefully, the drake nuzzled his daughter's cheek as she flopped over his chest, head tucked happily beneath his chin.

"You can't go to sleep now, darling," he chided her gently, running a paw down her back as his softening cock slipped from her pleasantly sore cunt. "We've got to get ready to head out. Is Kao even up yet?"

Fyr groaned.

"Daddy... You really do know how to spoil a good moment, you know."

Orrix laughed, a big belly laugh that seemed to rumble up from his gut.

"Your mother says so too."

Although she grumbled and complained, it was all good-natured and the younger dragon languidly hauled herself up from the bed, tail swinging out for balance. Her father grunted appreciatively at the show as she stretched out her arms above her head and bent all the way down to touch her toes, buttocks rising and rounding out in a way that it was impossible to think she wasn't begging to be fucked. The mess of her well fucked sex drooled down her pussy lips, the evidence of their interlude also splattered against his balls and crotch, cock soft against his thigh.

Rising to join her, Orrix embraced his daughter warmly, chest to her back, and played his tongue up her neck until she moaned prettily and rocked her buttocks back into him.

"Come on," he murmured, dropping one final lustful kiss on his daughter's lips, tongue entwined with hers. "We'd better clean up before your mother gets back here."

Fyr pouted prettily, but allowed her father to sweep her up and deposit her lightly in the bathroom, the lights surrounding the large mirror glancing flatteringly off her warm scales.

"Promise me that you'll fuck me again this vacation," she breathed. "Promise me, daddy."

Orrix chuckled and shook his head, swinging his tail around to brush hers as they embraced, paws roaming where they should not for family members.

"Of course, darling," he said through his chuckles. "Only if you think you'll open that pretty little muzzle for me again."

Blinking innocently, Fyr opened her jaws, showing him a glimpse of the pink interior, and Orrix shuddered, turning on his heel before he thrust his rapidly re-hardening cock down his daughter's throat. The way her lips pulled around his shaft in a tight 'O', eager to suckle like his cock was the finest treat she'd ever been given, had him shaking like a much younger drake each and every time. Orrix swallowed, giving her one last long look back over his shoulder as the smirking dragoness stepped into the shower, eyes slinking down her shapely legs. Sometimes, she really was too much of a tease.

But that was one of the things he adored about her.

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The trip to the water park, in comparison to the ride to the stop-in hotel, was fairly uneventful. Fyr lounged in the back seat and bickered with her brother as Orrix and Sasha took turns to drive, taking their time and chatting as fluidly and lovingly as she'd seen them in a long time. There was little opportunity in daylight for Fyr and Kao to do anything besides exchange sidelong glances and teasing gropes to allude to their less that sibling-like activities, but the few gropes they did manage to steal left their scales tingling with want.

On their arrival to the water park, however, everything changed. The Wet One could have been the title of an inappropriately named pornography flick, yet it was a park name that made youngsters eager to dive in and adults smirk behind their forepaws. A mix of rides and slides dominated the many pools of the park and the fact that there was a full on theme park adjoining didn't make it any less of an appealing location either.

As the afternoon wore on - it had been, after all, quite an eventful trek to their vacation spot in the first place - they barely dashed into the hotel to get changed before running out to the nearest pool. Well, at least the younger dragons did so, whooping and squealing as they raced to be the first into the water. On the ground floor of the hotel, the full length glass doors of Orrix and Sasha's room opened straight out onto one of the pools, which was supposed to be a quieter place to relax, only disrupted by their own unruly young.

Kao yelled, shouldering Fyr out of the way as he tucked up his legs, sailing through the air in a perfect bomb. His sister squealed and berated him, soaked from head to toe before she'd even gotten into the water. Completely unconcerned and smirking, Kao floated onto his back and put his paws behind his head, letting the rise and lap of the pool carry him out and away from the side. Fyr huffed and crossed her arms.

"Don't slip!" Sasha called after them, donning a floppy, straw sun hat that promptly tilted down over her muzzle. "And don't be too loud!"

Chuckling, Orrix wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in close to him. The dragoness squeaked, the scales of her bare midriff smooth from her spa treatment earlier that very day. Wearing only a bikini top and loose, casual shorts that reached her mid-thigh, the dragoness was dressed demurely enough and yet her husband pressed his nose into her neck, taking in her sweet scent.

"They'll be fine," he breathed, breath washing over her throat. "Besides... We can keep an eye on them from here."

Sasha giggled and leaned into him, playing her fingers over the back of his paw.

"Yeah, I know... Sometimes I forget that they're not dragonets anymore."

She paused, looking off into the distance as if remembering something. Orrix blinked at her, and poked her lightly in the shoulder, drawing her back to reality with a jerk and a snap.

As quickly as it had appeared, her distant expression vanished and the dragoness cuddled up to her husband as she had done in their early days together, forehead butted cutely into his shoulder.

"Maybe we don't need to watch them all that closely after all," she murmured, kissing up her husband's neck to the line of his jaw.

As her husband raised an eyebrow, Sasha pulled the doors most of the way closed and yanked the curtains across, rings chattering across the curtain rail. A light breeze picked the summery curtain up and away from the window as kisses escalated into a drake and a dragoness rocking together on the edge of the bed, each wrapped up in each other's ecstasy. If the casual onlooker had chosen to glance through the gap in the curtains, they would have seen nothing more than a loving husband and wife - if perhaps a little more of that husband and wife than they would have wanted to see normally.

But what else was a dragoness to do when she had the chance to have her drake all to herself?

As Orrix and Sasha, very intimately, enjoyed the start of their vacation, Fyr showed off her new bikini. It was almost a shame to duck beneath the shimmering surface and swim, twisting and turning as her brother eyed her lustfully, unable to do more in such a public location. He did, however, manage a few fleeting gropes as she swam past him, brushing her scales over his legs as she, quite literally swam circles around him.

"Such a tease," he murmured. "Just wait 'till we get time in our room alone tonight..."

He licked his lips.

"I'm going to fuck you so many times."

Fyr smirked and grinned cheekily.

"Would I want it any other way?"

Showing him her backside, Fyr chuckled to herself and swam with a lazy breaststroke across to the side of the pool. There, hind paws flat on the floor beneath the water, she bobbed, letting her body become weightless as she tucked her paws up, playing with the water as she had as a younger dragon. Sometimes it was nice to remember those years too.

"Hey there."

Then again, it was nice to be grown up too.

Shading her eyes, she peered up at a silver drake standing at the side of the pool, towering over her. With her head barely on the same level as his hind paws, she couldn't help but let her eyes travel up his legs, oddly well muscled for a drake, and the wet, red swim trunks that left nothing to the imagination. The sunlight glinted off his scales and Fyr tried to take in how they shimmered, making him far more than a gray dragon. The edges of his scales, each and every one, had a light, white rim, but even that minute, intriguing detail was not enough to keep her eyes away from the bulge tapering to his left thigh.

Gulping, the dragoness smiled, fluttering her eyelashes up at him.

"Hello there," she purred, surprising herself with the sultry warmth in her tone. "What's going on?"

The dragon yawned, showing a flash of teeth, and shifted back, stretching out his wings as if to better enjoy the warmth of sunshine tickling the translucent membranes, taut beneath the spines of his wings. Fyr bobbed, tongue-tied as she waited. Was he even going to answer her?

Her natural impatience nearly had her pushing off from the wall and out into more alluring waters by the time he deigned to respond

"Nothing much. Only I didn't think they allowed dragoness' as fine as you to places like this."

Fyr raised her eyebrow, even if, inwardly, she flushed at the compliment. Kao was more likely to bicker with her than ply her with praise, but that was the way of a brother-sister relationship, undoubtedly. Her impatience melted away and she boldly heaved her torso from the pool and up onto the side, hind paws pulling up beneath her to help her rise fluidly from the water.

Pleased with her rare spate of elegance, Fyr straightened and shook out her tail, flicking drops of water off the slender tip.

"Well, it's always nice to be appreciated," she purred, fumbling only briefly with her own words. "But you talk a big talk when I don't even know your name."

The drake smiled and winked and she swore her pussy dripped for him, though that could have just been her father's cum drooling out of her. She shivered and he stepped forward, clearly assuming her tremor had been because of him. Running his fingertips down her bare arm, the dragon smiled disarmingly, scales defined over the growing muscles in his chest.

"I appreciate looking at beautiful things. But we seem to have a watcher."

Fyr tilted her head. Her scales burned where he'd touched her.

"Huh?"

He pointed to the side where her brother sat on the edge of the pool, hind paws dangling in the water. He didn't bother hiding the fact that he was openly staring, lips twisted into a scowl that curled his otherwise handsome muzzle into a contorted, ugly frown.

"Oh, that's just my brother."

"Ah." Her new 'friend' nodded wisely. "Thinks I'm not good enough for you?"

"Something like that."

Fyr dodged the question, lifting her tail a little higher so that Kao had a better view of her rump while she chatted up the drake. His expression softened marginally. It wasn't rocket science what was going through his mind. And just maybe what was going through the mind of more than one drake.

"I'm Joel," he said. "What can I call you?"

Anything you want if that cock is between my legs...

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"What?" Fyr shook herself, hiding her sheepish smile the best she could as her heart pounded. "Oh, that's a nice name."

Smooth recovery. Get it together! But why did he make her heart thump so? She didn't dare look back at Kao, but gave him a little flick of her tail all the same, tugging at the string that wrapped around the thick base to keep her bikini bottoms in place.

"I'm Fyr," she replied, raking back her wits with mental claws. "It's nice to meet a new face."

Joel raised both eyebrows and spread his paws out to either side of his body.

"Trust me, cutie, the pleasure is all mine."

The term was just a little too cutesy for the dragoness to completely buy into it, but she hammed it up regardless, covering her lips with fluttering fingertips as she giggled.

"Careful now, you'll be getting a dragoness thinking you're trying to sweet-talk her or something."

"And what if I am?"

His eyes glimmered, intense. Fyr gulped. She hadn't noticed how dark they were, emerald slices in his silvery muzzle.

"If you are..." She spoke slowly, words thick in her mouth. "I wouldn't mind that either."

Joel had her paw clasped between his before she could react, fingers twitching in his grasp. The fingers did not fit as easily between hers as Kao's did and his claws, somehow, managed to scrape her wrist, but his eyes were genuine and she unconsciously took a step towards him, tail wavering gently from side to side. His touch wasn't entirely pleasant or unpleasant either.

Dumbstruck, the dragoness only stared as the drake lifted her paw to his lips and, like a hero out of a romantic movie, kissed the back. His lips were surprisingly soft, barely touching her scales with the tenderest of touches before pulling back, respectful of her and her space. Fyr took her paw back and folded it within another one.

"Would you like to go get something to eat?" He offered, even stepping back to hold out his arm as if he expected the dragoness to immediately drape herself all over him. "I know some really nice little spots around here." His lips twitched. "Nice and private."

The dragoness' heart leapt into her throat.

"Maybe..." Fyr hesitated there, indecision clouding her eyes. "I'll think about it. Maybe. I don't know what we have going on today - we've only just got here."

Smiling, Joel shook his head.

"I wouldn't have thought you for a tease."

"Only one of the very best in the best ways," she murmured in reply, catching him off guard enough to make the drake straighten his back as if standing to attention. "There's no fun in keeping to the straight and narrow now...is there?"

Ah, if only he knew how true that was. Fyr ran her tongue across her lower lip, hoping it looked as seductive as it had when female furs did it in films. The drake raised an eyebrow.

"Certainly not," he purred. "So maybe I'll see you later."

"Maybe." She dodged the question. "Just maybe."

A smirk pulled at his lips and the dragon shook his head, wandering off with an ever so slightly dazed expression as if he did not quite understand what had just happened.

Fyr's brother perched tensely on the edge of a sun lounger, looking anywhere but directly at her as she approached, a cheeky little sway in her hips. She batted her eyelashes at him, yet the drake only frowned and turned his muzzle further away, the tip of his tail tucked beneath his seat.

"What's gotten into you?" She huffed, every inch the picture of a dragoness too innocent for her own good. "Honestly... You're supposed to be enjoying yourself here, don't you know?"

Kao's gaze snapped back to her, simmering in its intensity. If she'd been any other teenager, the dragoness would have recoiled, but she held her ground, leaning back on the sun lounger beside him with every appearance of being perfectly casual.

"What are you doing talking to him?" Kao hissed, the tip of his tail twitching.

Fyr blinked innocently.

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean!"

His sister shrugged and leaned back on the sun lounger, plopping her sunglasses back down over her eyes.

"Maybe I do and maybe I don't," she murmured, as slippery as ever, "but I can talk to whoever I want. It's not up to you to decide that."

Kao clicked his jaws together and staggered up. In his haste, he shoved his lounger back across the paving slabs with an obnoxious scrape and stormed off with hardly any more dignity.

He dug in the pocket of his swim trunks for his room key and growled.

Fuck!

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Not there. Of course it wasn't there. He'd given the key to Fyr: the key to their room. He snapped his jaws together with a sharp click, turning his tail on the curious glances he got from others around the pool. Let them look! They wouldn't even see him again after their break at the water park, so what did he really care?

Yes, that was a good question. He faltered, looking up and down the run of sun loungers - careful to avoid staring at Fyr down at the far end - as if they would enlighten him to some other option. The silver drake who had been so clearly enamoured with his sister lounged on the counter at the smoothie bar, chatting with what seemed to be great ease to the slender 'bartender', serving only family friendly drinks, of course. The green dragoness flicked her tail and cocked her head as if listening intently to the drake's words, though the laugh she gave, head tilted back just a little too far, was undoubtedly fake.

Kao smirked, selfishly satisfied, as his 'rival' left the drinks stand empty-handed, though whether he was going for a drink or a number scrawled on a scrap of paper was another question entirely. That was the difference between him and the other dragon: when he went after something, he put his mind to it and sure as hell got it too. And he could get a real laugh out of Fyr. Kao's heart lifted. That, at the very least, was something - something very important indeed.

All the same, his scales burned from the sun, threatening to peel if he did not seek some kind of shelter, although he tried not to let his own anger heat him up too much (a very common problem in those of the draconian persuasion). With no room key, there was only one option left open to him.

Orrix was digging through his luggage with an intent expression plastered across his muzzle, moving with the faintest edge of stiffness. He glanced up briefly as Kao stormed into the room, brow furrowing. Kao crossed his arms over his chest - a trait that he had, perhaps, petulantly picked up from his sister - unable to hide the growl that burst from his lips in a huff of breath.

"You okay, son?" Orrix said, casting Kao a sidelong look as he rummaged through his suitcase. "I could have sworn I packed more underwear than this..."

Growling, Kao threw himself on his parents' hotel room bed. In testament to his distress, he only briefly thought about fucking his mother on it later that day.

"No."

What was the point in lying?

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong or not then?" Orrix sat back on his heels, tail straight out behind him for balance. "Do I have to drag it out of you?"

Kao winced.

"No... But it's not about me, not really."

He sighed, already regretting choosing his father and mother's room as a sanctuary. He could have just as easily gone off into another part of the park and come back later when he was cooled off, but no, he had to put himself in a position to be questioned. As always, his judgement proved lacking.

Orrix lifted his head, curiosity raised.

"Then who is it about?"

Kao pressed his lips together, but her name leapt from his tongue before he could stop it.

"Fyr. It's about Fyr."

Orrix stood, straightening his back.

"Is she okay?" He demanded, parental concern flashing across his eyes. "What happened?"

Rolling his eyes, the drake huffed and kicked his legs over the edge of the bed, wriggling around into a better position.

"Yes, she's fine, at least right now. Just chatting up some drake like he's the most awesome thing in the world. No biggie."

The words sounded childish pouring from his own lips - really, was he not a grown drake? - but he couldn't stop them once they'd begun. A muscle jumped in the corner of Orrix's jaw and the drake rumbled a soft growl, eyes narrowing.

"Is she now?" He seemed to swallow hard. "Isn't she too young for that sort of thing?"

Kao could have burst out laughing if the situation had been any different. But the truth of the matter was that he was simply as guilty as his father. Neither of them had any true claim to Fyr - not yet, that traitorous little voice in the back of his mind whispered - and yet jealousy flared to the surface when she gave another male even the faintest scrap of attention.

"No," he said after a pause. "No, she's not too young."

He resisted the urge to add what he really wanted to say, leaving the words unsaid and hanging in the air between them. Visibly uncomfortable, the black dragon shuffled his wings more comfortably down against his back and scratched his jaw.

"I just think I'll go have a word with her about this," he muttered, speaking to the wall as if Kao had abruptly been forgotten. "Yes, I think I really should go and do that - right now, in fact!"

Kao rolled over in time to see his father storm from the room much the same as he'd entered, the tenor in their strides uncanny. He may have had his mother's colouration, but he had his father's attitude in many ways for sure. He should have felt guilty about pretty much setting their father on her, but grumbled to himself and thrust his muzzle beneath the pillow, light only filtering in around the edges.

It just wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all.

But what was that? Something familiar hit his nostrils and he quickly sucked in a needy breath, pupils dilating. In the pit of his belly, a deeply rooted need stirred once more.

He inhaled deeply, nostrils quivering. Was that a faint hint of sex on the air? He pressed his snout beneath the pillow, investigating further. Yes... The pillow had been flipped. Snaking his tongue out, he rasped it over the soft fabric, suppressing a moan as her familiar taste tingled at his lips.

The door opened and closed - not the glass doors, but the one that led out into the corridor. Stiffening, Kao held his breath. It couldn't have been anyone else.

"What's going on, sugar?" Sasha murmured, sitting on the bed beside him. "You know you can talk to me about anything."

Kao sighed and shoved his head further beneath the pillow. If only he could block out the world completely, then everything would be alright. He wouldn't have to think about what his sister was doing with that other drake and the whirlwind of emotions the brief, admittedly harmless interaction had roused. He clenched his jaw. It didn't bother him when she fucked their father - hell, he orchestrated most of it! - so why did it rile him up so to see another dragon only slightly older than himself fawning over his sister like she was a slice of meat to be snapped up?

Crickets chirped in the sanctuary of his mind, a silence far too loud to be ignored. Kao suppressed a whine. He didn't have the answers to his own questions that day. But why not? Why couldn't he understand?

When he did not reply, Sasha soothingly spread her paw flat on his bare back, between his shoulder blades, and ran her paw down over his young muscles and smooth, damp scales at a slow, steady pace. When her paw reached the small of his back, she started over again and, little by little, the tension slipped from his spine, held too rigid for any sense of comfort.

"You shouldn't lie on the dry sheets, honey, they'll get wet. I don't think we can have housekeeping in on the first day."

"They wouldn't mind."

She laughed lightly.

"Well, you can be the one to ask them then."

Sasha rubbed his back, resting the heels of both paws in the tapered point, close to the base of his spine, and pressing with greater force. Against himself, Kao groaned and stretched out, tail flopping to the side. Sasha giggled and repeated the motion, extending it into a small circle as her son melted beneath her well practiced paws. In her younger years, she'd given Orrix fairly frequent massages. Her scales tingled. She'd have to do that again for him - soon.

"If you're not going to tell me what's wrong, maybe I can distract you a little bit," she suggested, eyes hopefully wide for one thing and one thing alone. "We could take a wander around the park, check out some of the other pools..."

She smiled, scratching her claws lightly at the nape of his neck. Kao shivered.

"Or...you know... We can do something else," she purred, temptation curling through the air in the form of the spoken word. "Anything you want, sugar."

When Kao pulled his head from beneath the pillow, he grinned widely, teeth showing in a flash of startling white.

"Really?" He teased. "Still horny after dad fucked you here?"

She flinched faintly at his coarse language, yet made no move to reprimand him: how could she when it was irrevocably true?

"Why would I not be so worked up when I have two drakes to have fun with?" She countered. "A dragoness can't go without, you know, honey."

Standing, she put her paws on her hips and let him see her, the flowery bikini hugging her breasts and cupping the curve of her feminine hips in the most divine way. Kao groaned and reached for her, paws running down her sides and pulling her to him as he explored her body with his muzzle. Even though he had fucked her more times than he could've counted - if he'd been keeping track at all - he found something new in her each and every time and his cock tented out the front of his swim trunks in anticipation of just what he could uncover with his mother that very time.

There was always a fresh lure to be had.

Sasha moaned as her son removed her bikini top and bottoms with all the love and care that she'd taught him, that dominant edge in taking what he wanted flaring to the surface. Her scales prickled as he demanded she allow his paw between her thighs, two fingers thrusting into her already soaked pussy. Dripping semen from her husband, she sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread, letting him finger her rippling, needy passage, thumb trailing back over her clit. Too sensitive still after her recent climax, the dragoness shuddered and gasped, head rolling back.

"Oh..."

Further words failed her, but she didn't need to tell Kao what she wanted. He pushed over her, cock hard and ready as his trunks fell to the floor, tangled around his ankles. Neither of them noticed.

"Put that shaft to use, sugar," she murmured, letting him bear her back on the bed. "Good and hard..."

Not one of them thought about the open glass doors, the curtain only pulled across half so that anyone could have walked by and spotted the blue shapes entwined on the bed. Sasha tucked her legs up and around her son's waist as he pushed into her, the drake standing rather than resting on the bed on top of her. On the edge of the bed, his paws dug into her soft buttocks, lifting her up for the best angle as he gave a half-suppressed snarl and thrust.

Sasha stifled her moan the best she could, the curtain flapping in the breeze as sounds of other furs enjoying themselves drifted in from the outside world. No additional lubrication was needed for his thick length as he plunged into her, struggling to not let his torso tip too far forward. As deep as he could possibly go, he grunted, shoulders quivering, and rocked his hips, thrusting languidly into her as his father's semen and Sasha's juices coated his shaft from the tip to the ever so slightly thicker base.

Perhaps privacy should have been of greater concern for a family involved in intimate affairs, but it was that very lack of privacy that brought a particular edge to their liaisons. Whether at home or out anywhere else, there was always a chance that they would be discovered - that was simply a fact. But, if it wasn't so right, why did it make their scales tingle as if it was their first time being touched all over again, the flames of need snapping up the kindling laid down to ignite them and snarling for more?

Sasha licked her lips, rubbing her own breasts gently and even squeezing lightly at her nipples as Kao held back his moans and fucked her like he hadn't had her in weeks. Outside, a pair of furs walked past the window, shadows flitting into the room and disappearing just as quickly. The dragoness caught her breath, giving her nipples a slightly sharper pinch - just a hint of claw.

It was thrilling!

"Quicker," she panted, voice as low as she could make it. "Harder. I don't know when Orrix will be back..."

Although he knew exactly where his father was - or who with, more specifically - Kao held his tongue.

"He could be back at any time," he said instead, hiding the wicked glint in his eye as he slammed in deep, her pussy clenching around him. "What if he does catch us?"

Far from appearing horrified, Sasha gave a strangled moan that surely turned a few heads outside the windows. Smirking, Kao drove into her, holding her legs around him as her tail slapped down against the bed, curling and uncurling as it hung beneath them.

"Fuck me, Kao," she hissed, need rising and rising like a coil winding tighter in her gut. "I need you!"

That last note was a shade too high-pitched to go unnoticed and Kao panted harshly as he finally allowed himself to tip over her, a paw cover her muzzle. Fingers curling around her snout, he cast her a warning look that he hated to give; it was a crime to stifle her moans, truly. She got the hint, however, and murred softly beneath his paw, melting into the more dominant touch as his thrusts sped up, hips slapping her backside.

Although she was hardly stretched from mating with her husband, her cunny offered up no resistance as it was filled for a second time that day, welcoming in his urgent strokes. Kao's breaths, unhindered by a paw like Sasha's were, raked harshly through his lungs with every thrust, feeling her tense and ripple around him as if she was trying to milk him of his seed. The young drake groaned softly and tucked his chin down to his chest, tail lashing back and forth in a futile struggle to hold off - if only for a little longer. A little more pleasure, that was all he wanted. But Sasha didn't seem set on encouraging that, squeezing and tugging at her nipples as her head tried to loll to the side, wetter than she'd ever been before.

Too close! Huffing, he snorted harshly through his nostrils, head spinning. Just how could his mother get him to the point of climax so quickly? What did she do to him? There wasn't any time to pursue the thought, however, as he slammed in with a throaty moan, low enough to go unnoticed, and emptied his balls into her hot passage. Hips jerking and thrusting through climax, he closed his eyes, paw releasing her muzzle in time for her to gasp and shudder through her own climax, so perfectly in tune with his that it was almost as if they had timed it. The dragoness clung to him, fingertips and claws digging into his arms, and it was all she could do to quiet her cries of joy as her pussy rippled, tensing around him to tease every drop of cum from his pulsing, sensitive shaft as he rammed in and gulped for lost breath.

The quiet of their joint orgasm left them breathless and Kao collapsed to the bed, careful to avoid his mother, before his cock had even softened inside her. There was simply no time to wait, enjoy the moment, before his arms gave out, leaving him no option but pleasurable sexual exhaustion.

"Oh, Kao," she moaned breathily, regaining her senses slowly in the light breeze. "I think that's the first time I've gotten there the same time as you, sugar."

As contentedly exhausted as she, Kao smiled back, nuzzling her neck as two pairs of legs hung loosely over the edge of the bed.

"We should try to do that again," he murmured back, lips kissing a trail across her vulnerable throat. "I think I know some more things you like now."

Sasha tried to raise an eyebrow, but found herself too tired and stretched out lazily across the bed instead, arms behind her head. Kao's eyes tracked the rise of her breasts, tugged to the sides of her chest by gravity, paws itching to squeeze them.

"I'll have to see just what you learned next time then. We should have plenty of time this vacation, just you and me."

Oh, that sounded just like what he needed - very much all he wanted too. Smiling, Kao blinked sleepily, half allowing his eyelids to droop. It was a shame the dragoness didn't quite have the same idea as him.

Sitting up, Sasha fixed him with an odd stare, the younger drake instinctively straightening his back a little, although he did not see any need to rise. Yet.

"Just where has Orrix actually got to?" She probed. "He's disappeared without a trace..." She shook her head. "I thought he'd be waiting here for me, not you. Not that I'm disappointed at all, honey. But where is he?"

Ah. That one did rather need explaining. He winced and made a face, which only made Sasha's frown deepen. But that was an issue to be discussed later, perhaps once night had fallen and the dark made it easier to say truths that sometimes seemed better left unsaid. Yet that was for later and there was something in the moment that he rather fancied partaking in.

They had more of one another to enjoy first of all.