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By the Veil of the Sea

Summer time. The best time for swimming, especially in the oceans and seas. Rick and Zairiza had both chosen the same destination for their retreat on the weekend: The Owille Archipelago, which was just north of the Ijimulian off the coast of Koluma. While often overrun with tourists looking to catch some waves or get away, the summer had only just begun and it was quite tame compared to its usual capacity. A few dozen people could be seen spread across the beach, hundreds of meters between each of the groups that had set up their spot along the shoreline.

All with the exception of the groups led by Rick and Zairiza. Rick came with some friends including his non-relationship gryphoness lifemate Ichaya as well as the kirin Therris, the stallion Vvilfred, the blue deer Camari, and the albino pitbull Afearnia. Zairiza arrived with a group of randoms from the resort and wasn't particularly engaged with any of them and thus ended up gravitating towards Rick's group, nigh abandoning her stuff on her towel near the others.

"So what brings you here?" Zairiza asked as she flopped down on Rick's blanket next to him and opposite Ichaya. Rick had invited her over to join he and the others after a brisk conversation at the grub shack that was selling calamari and other seaside delicacies. "I mean, aside from the obvious."

Rick reclined in place, nestling into his blanket so that his fins displaced the sand beneath it. He was happily soaking in the sun while Ichaya spread her wings to do the same. "Nothing in particular. Grew up near here, and this is the best time of year to come, you know? It's warm enough to enjoy yourself but the crowds haven't really started to come in yet; that happens in a month or so. What about you? I bet your story is far more engaging than 'because I could and I avoid the crowds'."

She shrugged and got into a sitting position overlooking him. "Not really. Came from Rissen with a bunch of other saurossins - dragons without wings - semi against my will. Wasn't really all that interested since the waters around my homeland are basically hot springs."

"Isn't Rissen an island nation?" Rick probed, suddenly curious to know more. He had been there before but didn't recall hot springs off the nation's shores.

"Yeah, a pretty big one, too. But all the dragons that live there have put off a sort of volcanic crystal layer near the beaches made of ademane. You know, the stuff we use to make fire-"

Rick nodded while interrupting her. "Yeah, I know what it is. I know about dragons. I'm from the sea and all but I know how dragons work."

"Good, good. Not used to folks knowing about that stuff. Not a lot of them out there so it would be understandable. Anyway, that fluid doesn't all get used in the flame and some of it hovers in the air, eventually congregating near the shores. This forms crystals that are perpetually hot like magma, thus making the shores of Rissen almost entirely warm, like hot springs!" She shook her feathered hair and grinned. "In retrospect, you shoulda come to Rissen instead. Much nicer beaches there if you can handle the heat. I know I can, but not everyone can. You're part shark, right?"

He nodded. "Yeah, part shark, part fox. Get this, they call me a shox. I call me a shox. I'm a shox, really." He came across as just a bit awkward, but alleviated it by glancing over to her then returning to his position laying flat on the blanket. "Why do you ask?"

"You can probably handle the heat, then. Shark people are nolse, right? Well, you're both exothermic and endothermic so I bet you could absorb that heat like a sponge. No idea how your fox parts intersect with that, but if you ever get a chance I highly recommend coming to visit. Every day's like a spa day near the shores of Rissen!" She gave a thumbs up and a toothy grin to punctuate.

Her enthusiasm was infectious, so much so that Rick couldn't help but half-stifle a laugh. "Are you working for the tourism board or something? Giving out brochures or travel passes?"

She shook her head. "Naw, but it's a nice place and I guess the dragon population scares off a lot of folks. Even today you might be shocked to know that people are afraid of dragons. Not saurossins - folks like me without the wings or the massive building-sized bodies are fine - but dragons still have a negative stigma and it's hurt for centuries. Here's hoping I can convince people we're not out to burn villages. Well, not anymore. Let's be honest, the dragons of Rissen have been known to retaliate."

"Yeah, well some people are gonna be shitty, that's just the nature of people. It can be real hard to give up old habits, especially instinctive habits gained over a millenia of bad blood and intrinsic, feral fear." He nodded as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. From there, he glanced over to the others to see Vvilfred laying on his belly with Therris on one side and Afearnia on the other, both nuzzling into his side while Camari laid under a parasol, reading a book. Ichaya had actually fallen asleep, leaving only he and Zairiza awake and engaged. "Wanna go for a swim?"

"That's what I'm here for, isn't it?" She jumped to her feet and was careful to not kick sand on the blanket that Rick's crew were all laying on. "I'd say race ya, but we're not kids."

Rick got up as well, being just as careful to not rouse the edge of the blanket. He was notably a head and shoulders taller than Zairiza, but didn't impose too much. "Kids at heart, maybe! So yeah, I guess last one to the shore's a stinky egg!" He gingerly stepped off the blanket before kicking off into a run, getting a quick headstart only to have her catch up quickly.

The pair of them barreled towards the surf without being impeded by other beachgoers, eventually splashing in the shallows only to have Zairiza slow down while Rick dove in and used his entire body as a rudder while swimming. His dorsal fin stuck out from the water's surface since the depth was less than a meter and he didn't want to scrape his belly along the sand.

Once he realized that she was falling behind, he turned back around and brushed past her leg before standing back up again. "Sorry, got ahead, didn't I?"

"Not really. You're a swimmer, my body's a little heavy so swimming is a bit challenging. I wasn't gonna bother trying to race you one we got to the water." She explained, still trudging her way towards a deeper area prior to the sandbar.

This roused mild concern in Rick. "You sure you should be going to the deeper water if your body is as dense as you say? Can you swim? I don't want to have to rescue you."

"I can swim, but thanks for the concern." She explained, assuaging his concern while wading out to a depth where she couldn't touch but he could. "Just requires a bit more effort than it does for you or others. The tail helps a lot, honestly."

"Fine, fine." He jokingly scoffed, then dove back under the surface to nudge her from behind, careful to keep his dorsal fin still poking up from the water. He urged her to go to deeper areas where he saw kelp and other bits of vegetation reaching up from the seafloor as well as some crabs and other wildlife. He could see perfectly underwater given his heritage, but it wasn't what he saw that caught his attention, it was what he smelled and tasted in the water itself.

It was a rather sweet yet pungent flavour and scent wafting through the water, most notably directly behind Zairiza. It took him a moment to figure out what it was, but once he did he poked his head out above the surface and asked for clarification. "You in heat or something?"

Zairiza couldn't help but blush a bit. "N-no, not at all."

"Oh, my apologies. I just have a well-refined sense of smell underwater and I was definitely getting something. I'm not a dragon, though, so I imagine it'd be hard for me to speak with authority."

"It's alright." She assured him. "I'm not in heat, but I am, uh, in the mood? Horny. It is a nude beach, after all. Loads of lovely studs walking around, exposed. And you've been a sweetheart since we met. I'm sure you understand." She tread water and spun to better face Rick, hair a bit of a mess.

This gave Rick an idea, some motivation. "You know, I can breathe underwater. Part shark means I've got gills in addition to the lungs. I don't suppose you..." He trailed off, allowing her to fill in the blanks.

"Don't suppose I what? Wanna fool around out here with so few others in the water nearby? Naw, why in the world would I wanna do that? That sounds like it's just begging to attract unwanted attention, unless you had plans." She winked at him and glance down through the water, deliberately parting her legs a bit while using her tail to keep herself afloat. "What indeed?"

Rick was by no means dense and wasted no time in diving back beneath the surface. Once he was at a level with his head at about Zairiza's crotch, he leaned into her and used his tail to keep himself steady. There, he grabbed each of her thighs with his hands and pressed his lips between her legs, right at the source of the scent he'd tasted before. He took in a breath - meaning he gulped down some water and passed it through his gills - then extended his tongue to part her lips and taste her.

The first thing that became evident to him, before even the salty sweet taste, was that her depths were remarkably well lubricated even while submerged! Most ladies would get flushed out and lose all their natural fluids when underwater, but apparently not her! Perhaps it was the reptile in her, the dragon bits that counterbalanced the elements such as extreme heat, height, or depths. Rick had a similarly thick natural lubricant on his own member for that exact reason; as a half-aquatic gentleman, he needed to be able to mate underwater.

Once he realized this, it gave him the encouragement needed to proceed. He was never not going to succeed, but knowing she could handle him and was properly equipped to deal with the salt water, he was happy to enjoy himself with little in terms of reservation. He dug his claws into her thighs while using his tail to keep her above water, then forcefully spread her knees apart and started making out with her slit. That delicious, shockingly sweet dragon slit.

She seemed to love it, too. Not only did she cooperate with his rough, forceful acts against her loins, she deliberately curled her tail up between her legs to grab his wrist and paused in between each few strokes to rub herself and curl her toes. Though simple and preliminary, she was definitely in the mood and her loins were hungry for shox tongue and more!

In fact, she was so into what Rick was doing to her that she forgot to keep paddling and instead grabbed his head with both hands and squeezed him in tight against her slit, grinding her hips while his tongue danced about inside her. She got so distracted by the pleasure that she sunk almost entirely beneath the water and accidentally inhaled some water, causing her to cough and sputter.

Rick was very quick witted in the situation - he was experienced at underwater fun with non-aquatic partners - and immediately reacted by using his tail to hoist them both up with her barely above water. Her coughing actually made her entire abdomen contract, including her slit, which squeezed with such ferocity it nearly forced his tongue out, but he resisted and did what he could to keep himself buried in her flesh, the playful competition ensuring both had a more intense experience.

However, above the sea level, Zairiza's flailing and gurgling and twitching looked less like sexual delight and more like distress, so a few of the folks that arrived with her started packing up one of their inflatable boats and paddling out to meet them. It would take them a few minutes to get past the sandbar where Zairiza and Rick were floating.

Rick didn't even notice. Well, he did but paid no attention since it was a beach and there were dozens of other people splashing around and making noise. To him, the encroaching boat was little more than another distraction keeping him from his tasty appetizer.

He kept using his tail and body to propel the two of them upwards, ensuring he kept her upper half above water while nuzzling, nibbling, and licking her slit. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, parted her lips, and buried himself as deep as he could go before pulling out and sucking on her clit. The resulting spike in pleasurable sensations made her yelp a bit, a sound he couldn't hear but could feel as her entire body twitched in his hands. Once again, this was a lovely affirmation for him but another distressing looking motion as far as her companions were concerned.

The more the two of them fooled around, the murkier the water became to the point that, while it was still clear, anyone more than a meter or so above the surface would have had a hard time seeing what was below. Rick used this veil to pull away, twist around while hovering beneath her so that he was belly up, and swimming between her legs so that his cocks were aimed right at her.

Not only was she well lubed from the get-go, his saliva also added to the slickness of her depths thanks to his aquatic properties. His cocks were also well-prepared and thus were able to repel the salt water in ways that ensured they would not suffer chafing. They were also not of the same species and thus didn't need to worry about cross-breeding. As far as they knew.

While floating underneath her, he swam upwards to ensure his tail and fins were keeping her afloat as his members both slid out from their sheath in preparation to find her lips. He clenched his groin, grabbed her hips, and tugged her down once while bucking into her, both members bursting from their confines and finding her loins. However, only one of his pointed tips hit the mark, with the other one bending upwards to squeeze between her rump cheeks, hotdogging her.

A perfect metaphor for the beach.

He wasn't content just filling one of her holes, though. He let go of her hips for a moment to aim his top cock against her rump, knowing fully well that he'd need to use his own lubrication to ease himself into her without any of her help. He would need her permission, though. After grabbing his length and pressing the tip against her tail hole, he waited to see how she reacted. He could see above the water's surface with ease, even if those above couldn't see him.

Fortunately for his desires, she turned and glanced down at him while still struggling to stay afloat, urging him to go ahead and enjoy all her body had to offer. However, just as she was doing that, her friends rowed up and tossed her an inflatable dinghy, which she happily grabbed and slipped into so that she could remain buoyant.

Under the water's surface, Rick used this distraction to buck his hips once more, now with two cocks aimed at her two holes. He popped into her with ease - a bit more with her pussy than her rump - to make her squirm and her tail wrap around his body. This held him in place and allowed his bodily motions - which consisted of tail sways and bucks - to keep her afloat with the help of the inflatable.

She shuddered a bit and blushed as she felt his unformed knots pop into her depths, their expanding masses pressing against one another through the wall that parted her pussy and bowels. It was then that her friends called out from the boat. "Hey! You alright there?" They asked, completely oblivious to the shox that had just tied them together beneath the waves.

Zairiza waved her hands and offered a peace sign, holding back a whimper and a blush before responding. "Mmmph, yep! The water is just ... extremely ... refreshing!" Her pauses were evident but the others took this as a hint they should move on.

They left her with the inflatable before turning their boat back to shore. "Alright then, just be careful the beasts of the depths don't getcha. We'll be by the tower at shore and we're leaving in three hours, sound good?"

"S-sounds good, mate!" Zairiza assured them while clenching her loins, thus tugging on Rick's two knots. She could feel his throbbing member pumping seed into her all the while, something she knew would happen the moment those knots expanded within her. She didn't mind, however. She just waved to her friends as she did her best to not make it obvious that she was being weighed down by a shox tied to her via a pair of double-knots.

And he was bigger than her, so she felt quite fulfilled by him, too. She was capable of handling much larger if the situation called for it due to her saurossin-stretchy flesh, but he still felt quite pleasant to her, something that made her want to stick around rather than go home with her group.

Back beneath the water, Rick dug his hands into her hips and pulled her down so that her widened stance was straddling his waist, dancing in the water that floated around them. He could still breathe underwater and thus felt no need to pull out or part ways with her, but he was still curious about what happened so he curled his torso up and emerged from the surface to inquire. "So who was it that gave you the dinghy?"

She huffed a bit as she felt another burst of his seed splashing around within her. "Just the other tourists who came with me. They thought I was drowning."

"I wouldn't let you do that." He assured her while gyrating his hips, stirring her loins with both of his members in the process. "But I guess they have no way of doing that." As he moved, a milky cloud of shox cum billowed out from between them, the only fluid that wasn't naturally protected from the salty water that they floated in.

Zairiza noticed this as well and swished it away, watching it dissolve into a cloudy mess. "True, but now that I have a floaty, let's just have our fun and relax." She gave his tail and torso another squeeze with her tail and clenched her loins once more to tug his knots in as deep as they could go.

And there they floated, with one knot in her rump and the other in her pussy, tying the two of them together. Now they were able to relax a bit, enjoy the extended bit of maintained pleasure that came with a proper coupling while conversing with one another. Little was needed from that point forward aside from the occasional squeeze or tug followed by another pump that made Zairiza feel just a little more bloated.

As long as she remained afloat with the inflatable, all was well. And as the day progressed more and more people showed up at the beach but none got close enough to see through the veil of the sea that obscured the reality of the two's brisk, intimate relationship.

This would not be the last time they met, but for a first time they stayed together a while.