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The black dragon Urai toiled away endlessly in one of the highest floors of the tallest tower of NoThEn Labs, his eyes fixed on the vial before him that was full of various chemicals and ingredients that went into potion creation. His task was to create a potion that successfully increased the size of male genitalia for those who like a little size play in their love lives. NoThEn Labs was a very sex positive company, and was looking for ways to ensure that everyone had an equal chance at enjoying their bodies and pleasuring their partners, so it was important that felines weren't meant to look inadequate when competing with stallions or dragons in the groin area.

A potion has a predetermined effect on the user, but the strength, duration, and effectiveness of the spell contained within was dependent greatly on the one drinking it. He was not in the enchantment department - that was a different floor - so he couldn't determine the exact nature of the spell contained within, but he was still expected to alter and shape the potion to suit the company's needs. He had to find a way to ensure it was the same effectiveness on all users, and that the duration of the spell was consistent and was contained, because the last thing he or anyone else wanted (within reason) was for a modest sized member to grow as thick as someone's leg. That could be a nightmare.

Equally important, Urai was tasked with finding a way to make each potion taste good since potions in their pure, unaltered form was like drinking slimy mucous from a vial, and nobody liked that. Nobody should have to suffer just to enjoy the the passion their lovers offer. Not only did he have to find the right chemicals that would better control the effects of the potion, but he had to balance flavor, effectiveness, and consistency across the board.

This was why he was working so hard on this potion. So many things could go wrong in the mixing process. Add one pharmaceutical to the mix, and it might throw off the balance of taste, resulting in a horse cock getting ridges or barbs. Add some pure berry extract, and it could dampen the effects of the potion itself or nullify it entirely. Every time he made a change to the formula to fix one issue, another would crop up. Potions fizzled and popped, vials cracked, clouds of smell would fill the lab, and somewhere in the distance they could hear sirens.

A joke, of course, but sometimes it seemed like that. The aforementioned berry juice actually created a stink bomb that smelled of rotting fruit and mushrooms that required a quarantine. Potion chemical reactions sometimes seemed completely random. They weren't of course, but it seemed like it.

So naturally, he had to keep trying new things on the potion batch in a controlled environment. One chemical at a time, always trying out different things to balance out the effectiveness before eventually finding a test rat to ensure that the spell didn't get diluted. Eventually, he got so close to perfecting the potion on rats that he decided the only next logical step would be to try it out on himself.

To be fair to Urai, he did not need his member to grow at all. He was a rather large drake at almost three meters tall, with a cock that measured about one third meter including knot, and was big enough around at said knot that it was bigger than his balled up fist. Urai was not left wanting in the groin, but just like every other male in the history of the world, he was curious about what it would be like to be a bit bigger, so he tried the potion out on himself a week prior.

Sadly, he barely felt a change. His girth along the shaft did get a bit wider and his ridges were a bit more pronounced, but his knot was the same as always and he wasn't any longer than before. Something had went wrong, but he didn't know what, so he kept working.

However, in the week since he had tried out the potion, he found that his cock was exceptionally eager to rise. The slightest breeze made him swell, and the quickest glance at his female peers made his nether region tingle in delight. He certainly had self control enough to keep from making a fool of himself, but that didn't stop his drake parts from standing at attention at every given opportunity.

This was especially evident any time he saw Ceylon, the head boss of the company. They were rather thick bodied gryphon who was as likely to hang around in the labs as stay in their office to do paperwork, and was known to alternate between being excessively social to reclusive within hours of each other. In truth, Urai wasn't sure if Ceylon was male or female, as they referred to themselves as both and neither depending on the day and mood. Sometimes Urai smelled a distinct essence of estrus on her, but other times he clearly smelled of drake musk.

The boss was an enigma, which was why Urai was especially curious about them.

This made things very complicated for the dragon when, in the middle of his work on the male enhancement potion, Ceylon silently slid into the lab and proceeded to appear directly behind him without alerting him to their presence. A rather imposing presence, but Urai was still a head taller.

"What are you working on?" Ceylon asked from directly behind the dragon's work bench.

Urai tensed up as his scales crawled, the deep yet supple voice of his boss ringing in his ears. He turned to see that Ceylon was leaning back against a nearby bench, clad in a very nice looking suit with rump at the desk level and ankles crossed. The gryphon was thick in torso, barrel chested like an eagle with feathers pressing out against the inner jacket and a thick neck to go with it.

"I didn't see you there, boss. I'm still working on this damn enhancement potion; I tried to add some flavor enhancers to it, but everything I do dilutes the enchantment. I don't suppose you could get the mage department to put a bit more into the vials, could you?" He remained sitting on his stool with one arm on the desk, the rest of him turned to Ceylon as he looked up and down the gryphon's suited form. As usual it was not easy to tell if Ceylon was male or female, at least not visually, and the boss had yet to say anything to indicate what gender they were on this day.

However, dragons and gryphons were very similar in regards to scent and sex characteristics, so Urai was able to catch a hint of estrus in her, indicating that Ceylon was female on this day. Despite this he still didn't dare assume her gender. She was very laid back as a boss and casual about her shifting identity, but many people got upset over that sort of stuff and Urai had no interest in agitating that nest.

She clicked her beak and nodded. "I probably could, but then their productivity would go down and our prices would have to go up, just like these long hours you work. I don't want those expenses to be shifted to the consumer, since NoThEn Labs boasts services and products that anyone can use." She pushed off the desk to lean up agiainst Urai's bench, arms crossed over her thick chest. "But enough of that public relation jargon. I'm here to ask if you would finish up what you're doing and meet me in my office. We have a few key things to discuss and I'd rather not do it here in public. It's a private matter."

Urai glanced around to see that there were maybe a dozen people total in the entire lab meant to house a hundred. "Uh, sure. I guess. Planning on giving me a raise?"

Ceylon raised her eyebrow and grinned at him. "Maybe. Depends on how things go." She nodded once and turned to walk away. "Whenever you're done what you're doing. No rush, my friend. I'll be here all weekend, but I'm pretty sure you'd like to go home so the sooner the better." As she made her way down the aisle, she swayed her hips as her tail slithered out behind her in the most sultry manner possible, her every step a delicate balancing act buoyed by that shapely rump of hers.

Transfixed by the image, Urai had to jerk himself out of his daydreams to bring himself back to reality. He had no idea what Ceylon could have possibly wanted with him, and wasn't even sure if it was good or bad. Was he caught using the potions on himself against protocol? Was she going to compliment him on his bold methods and progress? Was he fired? Generally speaking, people don't get pulled into a meeting with their boss in private unless HR was involved, so this could have gone either way for him.

Given his confident nature, he quickly finished up the infusion on the vial he was working on and shut down his station. It was pretty late, and his weekend would start as soon as he went home, so he didn't imagine he'd be returning to work one way or another after he was done with Ceylon. Once he'd taken care of the clean up and shut down procedures, he got into the elevator to the penthouse suite, where he was to meet his boss.

The doors of the elevator slid open to reveal that the entire top floor of the building was actually quite homely, with couches and coffee tables and plants organized in cubicles with filing cabinets in between, another dozen or so workers all sipping coffee and sharing ideas. He had never been on the top floor before, but clearly those who worked here were treated very well.

His first instinct was to ask someone where Ceylon's office was located, but he could see that there was an office directly in front of him, nestled in the corner. One big set of sliding doors in the middle, and one big window on each wall. He figured that would be where he was headed, so he weaved through the many couches and chairs in that general direction.

"That was quick." Ceylon's voice came from behind him.

Urai turned and squinted at her confused as to how she kept sneaking up on him without him seeing her. Furthermore, he had just looked in her direction, and she wasn't there. He composed himself and shook off his surprise. "Not that fast, I don't think. I was just putting some finishing touches on tonight's work before coming to see what was on the agenda. But here I am, what's next?"

She extended a hand towards that big corner office. "Come with me, please." The two of them made their way to her office, with Ceylon leading the way, beak up and arms behind her back, tail swishing to lightly caress every leather couch and plant step along the way. It still wasn't clear if she was happy with him or was about to chastise him for something.

Either way, he didn't really have much choice in the matter, and he wasn't exactly the type to crumble at the first hint of any adversity. He was a strong and proud dragon, he knew his skills were valuable, and he was confident that Ceylon had nothing but good to tell him. He was the leading scientist in their potions department, far too important to be subjugated. Worst case scenario, she would demand he go faster or produce quicker results. Not likely, since Ceylon was also a scientist and understood the value of time and the importance of patience.

The two of them slipped in through the sliding doors, then Ceylon closed them behind. She instructed Urai to sit on a comfortable looking reclining chair opposite her desk while she sat in her own office chair, kicking back with her feet on the desk and hands in her lap. "Do you have any idea why I brought you here this evening, Doctor?"

He adjusted his lab coat and shrugged. "No clue. I assume you're going to tell me to go faster, or that we need results or something, but then I'm going to complain and say that I'm going as fast as the chemical reactions let me, you're going to acknowledge this, shake my hand, and send me on my way with a hefty year and bonus! Makes the most sense to me."

Ceylon shook her head in disapproval. "I wish that were the case. No, I have brought you in to ask a few questions about what is and is not workplace appropriate. Tell me, Urai, do you know the policies in place at NoThEn Labs regarding sexual harassment?"

The blood drained from Urai in a heartbeat. He had an idea of where this was going, but he wasn't the type to get defensive so he acted as casual as he could, feeling things out before digging himself into a pit. "I do, yeah. What's that got to do with me?"

"Possibly everything. Hopefully nothing." She pulled her legs down off the desk and leaned towards him. "I'll cut to the chase. Over the last week, we've gotten more than a dozen reports of your fellow employees getting unwanted attention from you. Say you've been staring, getting erections, and one even said you rubbed yourself until you creamed your lab coat while in the office. Now, most companies would just give you the boot and be done with it, but this is NoThEn Labs, and while I want everyone to feel safe here, I also understand that we deal with a lot of potions, drugs, and sexual products that could, theoretically, alter one's behaviour. So, have you got any insight into this?"

Urai was sort of stuck between a rock and a hard place. Either he'd be the perpetrator of unwanted sexual advances - to which he never wanted to participate in, he'd have much rather all his advances be wanted and appreciated - or he was breaking company rules by partaking in the product. Again, he felt the best way to go about responding was to be as honest and upfront as he could. He was sexually aggressive, sure, but wasn't the type to harass.

"That's a side effect of working with this male enhancement potion." He explained, hoping that would be enough to get her off his back.

"How so? The potion was designed to make cocks bigger, not change behaviour."

Urai nodded in agreement. She wasn't wrong. "True, but the lab results were coming back from the rats positive. I had felt I made a breakthrough on the composition, but I needed to find a proper test subject to ensure that the potion worked on folks such as myself. So, I took the potion and tried to document the results; the effects were not as I'd hoped, I'll admit. Rather than make my cock grow three sizes, it just made it swell three times as often; sometimes all it needed was a stiff breeze."

She flicked one of her ears and raised an eyebrow. "So you're telling me that your inappropriate gaze and frequent erections when staring at your co-workers was not out of lewd desire, but out of an uncontrolled effect from your research?" Ceylon clicked her beak and stood behind her desk, staring down at him for a moment before walking past him and shutting the blinds.

He nodded, but squinted a bit as he wasn't sure what was going to happen next. "More or less, yeah. I tried the potion, and my junk has been a little overly active despite my attempt to control it."

Ceylon then walked behind him to ominously close the blinds on the other window before standing next to him, arms crossed over her chest. "Why didn't you just tell me about that in the first place? You know that if you needed some assistance, I'd be more than happy to help."

"Alright, boss, I'm not sure I understand where you're going with this. Am I in trouble or not?"

She rubbed his shoulder and stepped up behind him, lightly caressing the scales on his neck and the hair on his head. "I mean exactly what I said. I've seen you around the lab for the last couple of years, I've seen how much work you put in and the many products you've helped the company to master. I've also seen how you stare at me when I'm on the floor, so when I heard others were getting a certain kind of attention, I got a little jealous. So, I have to ask again, why didn't you reach out to me to help you with your issues? I'd be more than happy to help in any way I can."

Urai squinted a bit as he turned to look back at his boss, glancing sidelong as he tried to figure out what sort of game she was playing at. Part of him thought she was trying to trick him into saying something that would incriminate himself, but the rest of him was getting really excited at the prospect of having his boss take advantage of him. He had in fact been watching Ceylon from afar ever since getting the job as a lab technician at NoThEn, and she was the source of a few of his natural erections.

"Honestly? I just didn't know how you'd respond. I know it's frowned upon to use the product, and I didn't want to needlessly concern you or anyone else. Plus, I think we both know that if I applied for a grant to make the jump to testing on anthros, we might have had to wait months to get approval. I wanted to see results, and I figured that testing the product on myself would be the fastest way to do that!" He kept his eye on Ceylon, trying his best to gauge her response while maintaining his bravado.

Then, in a shocking but pleasant turn, she slid both of her hands down over his shoulders to unbutton the lab coat, revealing his chest. "You know, I need more scientists like you working for me. It's not common to find someone who's not only eager for results but willing to take risks." She then continued to unbutton his lab coat until it was completely open at the front, revealing his muscular abs as well as his swollen, exposed slit. He wasn't wearing anything under the lab coat, and his cock tip was already pushing its way out to greet her.

In response, he nodded and growled deeply, taking a hold of her hand to press her palm to his chest. "Well, then you've got the right drake."

She gave him a gentle tickle with her fingertips as she whispered in his ear. "I'm glad to hear that. But I must stress that if your experimentation leaves you in a compromising position, my office is always available to relieve some stress." Her beak was right next to his ear as she spoke, her voice resembling a hiss as she teased him.

He leaned back into her, looking up to lock eyes with Ceylon as his cock grew, its length emerging one ridge at a time. "You know, given the circumstances of our meeting, I feel the need to assure you that my body's actions are currently beyond my control, and I won't be held responsible for what transpires here between the two of us." He then spread his legs and slumped down in the chair, his body sliding into a position and angle that pushed another set of his cock ridges out of his slit.

"Don't worry. HR doesn't need to hear about it." She pressed her chest to his back and rubbed at his cheek with her own while her one hand cradles his other cheek, necks partially intertwined while her other hand slipped down over his chest again to wrap around the tip of his member, palming it and squeezing gently. "Consent is important, so if you wish for me to stop, now's the time. I wouldn't want my position of power to influence you." Her whispers remained sultry, despite the nature of her words.

Urai didn't feel the need to say anything, for he was enjoying her touch and the warmth of her breath against his cheek. Instead, he leaned back into her and pressed his neck to hers, his hips bucking up into her open palm as the bulbous lobes of his knot popped out of his slit. His member throbbed and dribbled a light coat of his precum and natural lubricants down the shaft to soak her hand and gum up her fingers, which she couldn't help but sample by licking it off her digits.

Ceylon grinned and waved her soaked hand in front of her beak, sniffing gently to sample his scents before licking the mess from her fingertips and reaching back down to grab him again. Her other hand remained at his neck, lightly tracing each of his scales in between gentle kneads against his thick, muscled shoulders. "I'm going to take this as consent." She joked, then suddenly grabbed at the chair to spin it around until Urai's legs were facing her and she was standing tall over him.

The dragon's cock was throbbing and thick, drooling a mess onto the edge of the chair and soaking at the lab coat that jutted out from under his legs. He simply widened his stance to let the weight of his member be seen in a series of bobs, each tossing another drop of precum out before him. He smiled up at her, his toothy grin daring Ceylon to make another move as he got comfortable.

She wasn't one to back down from such an invitation, so she leaned in close so that she was hovering over his body, her hand gently kneading at his shaft, squeezing out more of his fluids into the palm of her hand. Despite how lewd she had become, she still maintained an air of dignity and poise, since she was still wearing a suit and didn't want stains on it. At least, that's how it seemed. After a few moments of idle tugging and rubbing, she stepped back and got down to her knees between his legs, still holding onto his member and guiding it into her open beak.

A beak job was not something Urai had anticipated, and the thought of it scared him a bit even if the reality was that it felt a whole lot nicer than he expected. The roughness of her beak and the sharp nature of her teeth was quite daunting, but the soft flesh and malleable nature of her gullet became quickly apparent as she wrapped both hands around his knot and swallowed every ridge, forcing the tip to form a bulge in her throat, a bulge that Urai could see clearly. His first instinct was to grab at her fluffy ears and ram her head down on his length, but he got the impression that she wasn't the type.

His presumptions were soon made true, as she pulled back to give the underside of his shaft a passionate lick that ended up cradling the rim of his tip. Then, in a shocking yet kinky act, she slipped the tip of her tongue into the end of his member before giving one final suck to clean him of the mess. The very instant she was done, she stood back up and licked her beak clean, still grinning down at him as she grabbed both sides of the lab coat with one hand and yanked him to his feet.

"Gentle, boss." He protested as he was pulled from the comfort of his chair. "This lab coat is company property. Last thing I need is to have to replace it."

She leaned in close and grabbed at the lapels, pulling at them until his snout was nearly touching the crest of her beak. "Shut up, would you?" She then tossed him onto her desk, an act which displayed a shocking amount of strength given their difference in size, and quickly stripped herself of her dress pants so she could toss them over the back of the chair that Urai had been reclining in.

From his position on his back with his legs draping over the side of his boss' desk, he was able to see that Ceylon wore tight panties that conformed to the shape of her plump equine lips. This confirmed to him something that he'd wondered since he started working at NoThEn Labs: that the gryphon was in fact physically female. He found her hot regardless, but this revelation was enough to encourage him to grab at his knot and squeeze, the pressure forcing his member to swell even larger.

He wanted to grab her and force her onto his cock, but all that talk of consent and the clear truth that she was as eager for this as he, Urai thought better of himself and waited to see what she did next. He got the impression that whatever she did to him would be hotter than anything he would do to her.

Ceylon proved him right by crawling up onto him with her legs straddling his waist, pushing her panties to the side, and grabbing his cock to guide him into her. The tip popped in with ease as she squatted down, meaty pussy swallowing him one ridge at a time until her lips started to rub and grind against the lobes of his knot. With his member deep inside her, she shifted until she was on her toes and squatting down on him, gently gyrating and grinding against him with a grin on her beak.

Urai couldn't help but grab at her hips, pulling her down onto him while he bucked upwards. The slap of his knot echoed in the room and elicited a series of gentle whimpers and chirps from her that quickly shifted to a deep hiss. For that brief moment, she'd let herself appear vulnerable, and that's what Urai wanted to see. She needed this, was probably in heat, and since he was a dragon and she a gryphon there were no risks to breeding her deep and hard.

With that in mind, he dug his claws into her hips and aggressively slammed up at her repeatedly, grinding and gyrating against her at the peak of every thrust. He was shocked at how snug she felt, as her flesh was both tender and loose while also being tight and constrictive to him, ensuring he only went in at one distinct angle. As a dragon, he was used to being with partners that were cool to the touch compared to his body temperature, but Ceylon was actually warmer, thus making her hotter.

Above all else, the one thing that took him by surprise and aroused him the most was that Ceylon wasn't whimpering and whining and acting meek like many tended to do when being fucked by his massive member. Sure, she had a brief moment of that, but she quickly gained her composure and now had a look in her eyes like she knew she was in charge and there was nothing he could do about it. Her steely blue eyes met with his, and she offered a devious grin as she leaned down to place her hand on his shoulders, pinning him down while she bounced on him.

She was quite insistent on holding him down as she did her work, clenching and squeezing in that brief moment before she pushed off, tugging on each of his ridges to have them pop out of her in quick succession followed by a relaxation as she slammed back down. She was being very intense, but it didn't seem to be enough for Urai, because he was usually the type to take control.

In a measured risk, he arched his spine into her, grinding his knot against her opening before flipping her over onto her back with him balancing over top of her. From there, he spun and stood between her chair and the desk, pinning Ceylon on her back with her legs up and spread apart. Though he figured she would enjoy this, he paused for a moment before proceeding, since he assumed Ceylon wouldn't take well to relinquishing control.

To his delight, she actually did the exact opposite as he expected. Rather than push him away, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pushed him away while she tossed her panties, then started grinding her hips against him in waves, timing her motions against his to maximize depth and tightness. She found herself undoing her tie, releasing a few buttons on her vest, and completely opening the front of her jacket, leaving her looking ragged and used but still needy enough to demand he keep at her.

The image of her all splayed out on the desk before him was the type of turn-on that could have made him lose control, but it was the sly glare that locked their eyes that really made him see how deeply she wanted him. Whether it was a legitimate concern over harassment or just her looking for an excuse to get him alone in the office, he was more than happy to oblige her. Of course, that also meant that he was giving himself full permission to do to her as he pleased. If she chose to say no, he trusted her to do so, but he also predicted she'd do no such thing.

With him hovering over top of her, he grunted and growled, a grin forming on his lips as he tightly squeezed at her waist, holding her in place. Still, she stared up at him with that sidelong, needy glance that told him to proceed, her loins alternately relaxing and squeezing to constrict around him. Even when he wasn't thrusting, he still felt like he was pumping into her due to how she was clenching and tugging with her pussy, gripping at his ridges and pushing out in an attempt to swallow the knot.

That's what really got him to push her over the edge. Her occasional grunts and pushes that widened her lips to practically reach out and kiss his knot while his cock remained buried deep in her. He leaned down and pressed his hands up around her hips, holding her in place as he bucked and thrust into her like a stallion. His flesh slapped against her lips, parting them and widening her pussy with every motion until he felt her quivering depths relax just enough to let him force his knot into her. All the while, her walls leaked her arousal down his shaft to soak his slit and inner thigh, the mess forming a puddle on the ground between his legs.

He was panting and breathing heavily as he felt that final lurch of his bulbous knot popping into her. She was doing the same, only her voice was accentuated by an occasional chirp.

Satisfied as he may have been with the snug sensation of her flesh wrapped tight around his knot, Urai felt like he could do more, as he found that with every movement of his body and shift of his cock against her tender walls, she twitched and whimpered in delight. The only option was to knot fuck her raw until she was laying in a puddle of her own arousal.

With a devious grin, he leaned back and started bucking into her again, only this time he got very little depth or motion since his knot was tied to her depths and only rotated and shifted slightly inside her. The pleasure of her constriction was quickly bringing him to the verge of his climax, but he wasn't ready to finish so he clenched his loins and started grinding his hips against her to roll his knot lobes around. The subtle shifts felt heavenly to him and coaxed more of her lubricant from her depths to trickle down his shaft, so she was obviously also enjoying his companionship.

However, he really didn't want to cum after only half an hour or so. If he was going to show his boss what he was made of, he was going to show her how long he could go and how well he could control himself before finally filling her full of seed!

Problem was, when he went to pull out to give himself a moment of reprieve, he found her lips to be shockingly adept at squeezing just right to keep him tied inside her. He wasn't sure if she was just tight, or if she was doing it on purpose, but he found that the more he pulled, the tighter she got and the closer to orgasm he came.

Then, as he was about to give a proper yank so he could knot fuck her again and pump the bulge in and out of her opening, he shuddered and fell over her, growling heavily as his knot pulsed and his cock began pumping seed into her depths. With every beat of his art and twitch of his loins, he could feel her canal filling with his essence, bloating her canal around him without letting any of it escape past his knot. It felt wonderful to have her so expertly pleasuring him, but he almost felt cheated that she had managed to make him cum before he was ready.

Their session to this point hadn't been short by any stretch, but he could have doubled that. Tripled it, even, while giving her dozens more orgasms as his knot passed by her g-spot and tenderized her flesh, softening her up so that he could finish her off with his tongue. He had so many plans for her, and yet she squeezed and tugged him until he came at her pace.

Devious. He loved it.

She was breathing heavily on her desk with her wings, arms, and legs splayed out and tail curled up around his ankle. Her equine vulva winked and squeezed just right to let him pop out with a torrent of dragon seed that soaked his thighs and splashed on the ground between desk and chair. "Don't worry about the mess, Doctor." She assured him as she pressed her hind paws to his chest and pushed him back into her chair. She then rolled to a sitting position with her leaking pussy drooling cum over the side of the desk.

Urai wanted to get in there and clean her up, to give her that one last orgasm with his tongue, but she kept him at bay with her feet, stopping him from tasting their combined mess.

"No need for that." She insisted. "The weekend is upon us, we can't be spending it all in this stuffy office, now, can we? I've taken entirely too much of your time." She then grabbed her panties stepped into them, wagging her hips as she got snug inside, her plump moist vulva soaking through the fabric. Despite this, she still grabbed her pants and stepped into them as well, leaving Urai sitting in her office chair, unsure of what to do next.

Clearly he wasn't in trouble, so the only other explanation he could conjure was that he had been used for her pleasure. She bounced on him and let him mate her hard and deep, knotting and cumming in her only to push him away minutes after her first orgasm had died down.

Yeah, she had taken advantage of him!

Oddly, it didn't bother him one bit. There were certainly worse relationships to have with one's boss, and being used for their pleasure and his seed was definitely one of the better excuses for a work meeting. "So what exactly happened here?" He asked, wanting to know the truth while also feeling he had a pretty good answer. Mostly, he wanted to know what she thought just happened.

"What do you mean? It's called a quickie, Doctor. You needed release and so did I. Also, just so you know, I also open my doors for you if you find that your potion experimentation takes you to places that just can't be handled on your own. Understand?" She straightened her tie and buttoned up both her jacket and vest. "Oh, and if you don't mind, I'd like to schedule a meeting next week. Same time, same place, same topic."

Urai slowly let that familiar grin spread across his face as his red eyes lit up. "Should I bring potions from the production line?"

She made her way to him, standing over him while leaning against the desk, paw up to gently knead at his groin and the slowly retreating cock that was covered in dragon seed. "If you think they need testing, sure. But for now, get out of here. You have a social life on the weekend, right?"

"Understood." He nodded and got to his feet, buttoning up his lab coat as he paced by her and left the corner office to return to his lab.

Even in his post-orgasmic bliss, he could still see that she'd used her position of power to get the better of him. Despite knowing that such an act could get them both in trouble, he didn't care. This drake was suddenly very excited at the prospect of working more late hours and testing his potions.