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Hey all!

Thanks to Jensen, I've written the next part of "First Date"! This is my very first commission, and I'm excited to share it with everyone. c: Since Jensen had commissioned me to continue this story, I will post it here, on my main account, instead of my commission account.

If you are interested in commissioning me, please check out my latest journal here! Although it's a continuation of my personal story, this is a good example of what the 9,000-11,000 range looks like. Because it is my story, I ended up writing close to 14,000 words for this one!

If you haven't read the first chapter, I highly suggest doing so! This story features a male human and a female dragon getting together in spite of their differences. Plenty of adult content!

Thanks for reading!

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It was just a kiss, another one of those tender, affectionate kisses that Michael loved to give as well as receive. His hand stroked her neck as she lay comfortably against him, her body warm and smooth to the touch. Her lips softly mouthed against his; she was experienced unlike before. Their heartbeats were in sync, their minds were focused on nothing but each other, and their lusts blossomed for one another like beautiful flowers.

It was exhilarating.

But once Irelia pulled away from their kiss, Michael looked at her and felt a needle squeeze into his stomach; she was a dragon and he was a human. Her white horns protruded out of her skull, her kind smile was filled with sharp, carnivorous teeth, her body was covered in beautiful, emerald-green scales, claws and talons sprouted from her digits, and a long, scaly tail swished at the end of the couch.

How was he going to explain their relationship to his roommate when he came home?

That endearing smile disappeared from her lips. “You had that look again."

Michael sighed and hugged around her tightly. After spending nearly a week with her at his apartment and enjoying their secret relationship, his roommate was finally going to come home tomorrow and Michael would have to explain why there was a dragon living with them now. He thought about it all week but couldn't come up with any explanation that didn't make him seem like a freak. Humans weren't supposed to have sex with dragons…

“I love you, Rel, and I know you know that, but how do I explain that to someone else? How do I tell someone that I'm sleeping with a dragon?"

A light chuckle escaped her. “You don't have to tell them that part. We can keep that between us," she said and nuzzled into his chest, purring.

“Anyone and everyone will assume that we're doing it if I tell them I'm dating a dragon," he said. “I just… This week has been perfect. I've never been happier," he added with a small grin. “I just don't want this to end. Even if I told Jimmy you were only crashing for a while, he'd wonder why, and I'm sure he'd hear us if we did anything in my room. We would get caught within a week."

“So what if you like dragons," she cooed. “I'm sure there are plenty of humans out there that mate with dragons! You guys just have to stop being so… so uhm…?"

“Judgmental? Pretentious?" Michael said and laughed.

“Well yeah, and you need to be more open about your sexuality," she finished. “So what if we're different. It's fun, right?"

“It is fun, but don't dragons think it's weird to have sex with humans too?"

“Not like… that much. I would get a funny look or two, but we aren't mean about it. From what you said it sounds like you would be shunned or worse. Apparently you guys think it's weird for two guys or two girls to do it too."

“Kind of… It's not as common, at least. That's way more accepted than screwing dragons," Michael added and rolled his eyes. “What about you guys? I don't see very many gay couples in dragons."

“Usually we just experiment and play around with the same gender instead of being mates." She scratched her chin with a claw. “Now that you mention it, I guess some dragons may find it a little strange… But I think that's just because your culture is rubbing off on us. It didn't used to be like that. From what my older friends have said, we used to be able to mate with whomever, however, and wherever at any time."

“So we ruined all your fun is what you're saying?"

She giggled with a big grin and nodded. “Yup! Pretty much!"

“So, I take it you've been with other females?" he asked with a small blush as his imagination roamed. After getting to know a dragoness intimately, he felt free to think of dragons more in a sexual way than before. It wasn't as weird as it used to be now that he was lying with one! Thinking about Irelia with another girl dragon was kind of hot in his imagination.

With a smirk, she rubbed her muzzle against his cheek. “Perhaps… Maybe once or twice," she purred. “Why—does that turn you on?" Along with her seductive words, she pushed into him and rubbed her naked body against his loose clothes. A forepaw caressed his thigh before cupping his bulge and kneading into it. Her digits were thicker than any human's fingers, but they felt good.

“Mmmm, maybe a little bit," he responded and kissed her cheek. “I think you wore me out this morning, Rel. Maybe later, okay?"

She giggled and nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me. So what are we going to do for our last night alone together?" She cuddled with him on the couch, relaxing. Her steady breathing was soothing to listen to.

Warmth filled Michael's chest as he held her, hoping things would always be like this between them. To have someone he loved so close felt ecstatic, almost unbelievably so. “I don't know… Is there anything we haven't done? We've gone out for dinner almost every night this week," he laughed. “And we've watched a ton of movies here."

“You're off work today, right? Why don't we go to that park I mentioned a little ways out of town? On our way back maybe we could… catch a movie? Like in the theater?"

Michael petted between her horns and stared adoringly into her deep, sapphire eyes. “That sounds like a perfect date, Rel. Though I think people are going to start assuming things if they catch us going out together all the time."

“There's like… a thousand people in this city. How would anyone remember us?" she said and rolled her eyes. “Even if they assume that doesn't mean they know. I'm not worried about complete strangers seeing us together like this."

Michael laughed. “I think there are a lot more people than that… But you're right, I shouldn't be so worried. Random strangers are the least of my concerns right now…" Michael's thoughts roamed further than just his roommate finding out about them. What about his other friends? Coworkers? He was sure to be a hot topic for well-over a week if rumors started spreading around. It made his guts twist to just think about all those glares he would receive and the whispers behind his back.

Irelia hopped off of him excitedly and went to grab her clothes. “We should get dressed, then!" She ducked into his bedroom while Michael got up with a groan. He was in his boxer-briefs and a t-shirt while Irelia had nothing on at all. She was comfortable being naked, like most dragons, and Michael didn't really see her as being nude. Dragons wearing clothes was still a rather new concept to him, too.

When he walked into the bedroom, she was rummaging through the bottom drawer of his dresser—which was now her own drawer to store her clothes. She slightly hunched over as she searched, giving Michael the perfect view of her sexy haunches. He could hardly believe that he was staring at her rump like guys would do to girls… human girls. Irelia seemed to notice his gaze because she lifted her tail and presented her slit to him; it was slightly aroused from their cuddling, revealing just a sliver of her pink flesh as her lips puffed out a little bit. Tiny, soft, mint-green scales covered her groin.

Michael blushed and turned his attention away as he hovered above her, going through the top two of the four drawers so he didn't get in her way.

“You're lucky you have all those clothes to choose from when I have to wear the same dumb, old-looking flight suit every day. Which is another thing you humans rubbed off on us," she teased. “I miss being able to wander around the city naked." She stepped away with her clothes and began dressing next to him, underwear first. “No restrictions… Feeling the cool breeze all over my body…"

A dragon's underwear was meant to be soft and comfortable so their nether-scales didn't irritatingly rub against the zipper to their flight suit. It had three holes: two for her legs and one for her tail.

Michael chuckled at her and pulled up his pants and slipped a belt around his waist. It took him no time at all to finish that and throw on a fresh t-shirt while Irelia still struggled to put her limbs through her suit. With two slots for her wings to fit through, she also had to slide her tail through the hole in the back and each of her four limbs through the sides so the spandex-like material could stretch around her front and zip all the way up the middle. “You know I didn't mind that, but I was just a kid. We didn't think about that stuff back then."

He knelt down beside her and helped fit her two large wings through the back of it. Holding the dark-blue suit open for her, she put each of her limbs through it and had him wrap the suit around her front so she could zip it up, starting at the base of her tail. Once she finished that, he sat beside her Indian-style and helped slip on her soft, blue socks. She wiggled her toes happily as he dressed her and gave him a nuzzle when they were done. Grabbing her silver anklet, she slipped that on and tossed her scarf around the base of her neck above her wing-joints.

“Thanks," she said and hugged around him.

With a big smile, he hugged her too. “You're welcome, Rel. You look as beautiful as always."

An equally big, toothy grin stretched her lips. “You're not so bad yourself."

Their eyes met after they finished hugging, a tender connection pulling them forward until they kissed. Michael knew it was more of a human thing to kiss, but Irelia seemed to love it anyway. Most of the time, she was the one to initiate it, and now that they've had some experience together it was no longer quite as awkward with their differences. Instead of it being taboo and exciting like it first was, now it was more relaxing and affectionate.

“I love you," Michael said as they finished.

That stunning, heartwarming smile of hers flashed brightly. “I love you, too."

It was a quick journey by car to the park outside the city, where the two of them were greeted by a warm sun and a cool breeze. Autumn was in full bloom: colors of yellows, oranges, reds, and browns speckled the tree all around them. The colorful leaves were scattered across the ground after drifting in the wind, and what little grass remained poked out from under them.

Not only was Michael happy to get out of the city, but he was even happier to spend the day with Irelia. They walked along a wooden path that followed the river, where the sound of water rushed along beside them. Flocks of birds gathered for their trip south, adding a musical cacophony to the otherwise silent woods. For the most part, it was just the two of them together, which made their time extra special.

Michael sat up against a rock in a small clearing off the path. Irelia flew high overhead, often hovering just to take a look around and enjoy the beauty the world had to offer. She looked perfectly graceful as she turned and swooped, her partially-translucent wings fanning out wide and catching the sun. Each movement was just as fluid as the last until she glided down and landed, trotting to a stop next to him.

“You're making me jealous, Rel," he said and chuckled. She nosed into his arm and he petted her between the horns along her hard skull.

She rubbed her head against him and purred like an affectionate cat. “Sorry, I'm just so excited to get out of the city for a while! The air is so fresh and the sun feels amazing on my scales." To emphasize that fact, she stretched out her wide wings and let the sunlight warm the pale-green membranes. “Fall makes the world look so pretty."

“It is a really beautiful day today. We should enjoy it while it lasts before the snow comes."

“But I love the snow too!" she shouted excitedly. “I love all of the seasons with all of the temperatures and snow and rain and stuff."

Michael laughed and bumped her shoulder. “What don't you like, Rel?"

Irelia plopped down on her haunches beside him and pondered, her head tilting to the side. She had to really think about it and delve into the idea of what it meant to dislike something. “Vegetables," was her firm, definite answer, “Especially the mushy kind!"

“You're absolutely ridiculous," Michael giggled. “Is that the only thing you don't like?"

“Well… I don't like mean or angry people, I guess. Oh, I don't like wearing these stupid clothes! I don't like the things that humans make us do," she added with a nod.

“What all do we make dragons do?" Michael wondered. He knew there were many laws regarding dragons specifically, but in the recent years a lot of the older, unjust laws were disappearing. Even though dragons had to wear clothes now, their relationship with humans was growing increasingly better. More or less, they had to follow the same laws as humans. Although that meant applying some restrictions to their freedoms—like choosing not to wear clothes—it was a step toward equality.

“It's getting better now, but you remember when there was segregation, right? When we were young, dragons weren't allowed in a lot of stores and restaurants. There are still some that refuse to serve our kind, even though it's illegal. We could go to the police, but most of us are too prideful, and some of the police wouldn't dare help us either. I don't like that stuff at all."

Michael sighed and returned to petting her head. “I don't either. It's unfair to you guys… It's just that a lot of us still see you as animals."

Irelia rumbled and leaned against him. “Yeah, I suppose we just have to deal with it for a while. Maybe more relationships like ours will pop up and make things different."

With a smile, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. “Maybe, Rel. I hope so."

She squeezed his leg with a forepaw and grinned too. “Then we could be more open about it and enjoy each other in public."

“Well, what do you think we're doing right now?" Michael asked and held her paw with his hand, showing his affection. Though, he was mindful of anyone passing by on the path, worried someone would see them. They weren't doing anything especially taboo, but someone may find it strange the way they were enjoying one another's company. Friends don't look at each other the same way they did.

“I want to kiss and show you off," she said and chuckled. “You know, like all the humans that kiss and hug out in public when everyone is around?"

“Most people aren't so quick to do that…"

Irelia cooed softly and rubbed her snout against his cheek before pressing her lips against his. He blushed but closed his eyes, relaxing as he delved into a short, tender kiss with a dragon. Her tongue softly slid into his mouth before pulling out and licking his lips once as they pulled away.

Thankfully, no one saw that. Michael hugged her tightly and let out a hum of his own. “I'm glad we're together, even if everyone else thinks it's weird."

Having a secret relationship added to the excitement when they stole kisses here and there. It was exhilarating to enjoy Irelia whenever he had the chance. The waiting only stirred more pent emotions for when they could finally share their physical love.

“Looks like the movie starts in about an hour. We'll make it just in time if we leave now," Michael said as he checked his phone.

“What are we waiting for, then!" Irelia hopped and trotted away toward the path. “We'll get there sooner if we run!"

“Hey, wait!" Michael called after her as she took off in a sprint. He sighed and chased after her.

“Last one there is uh… a uhm…" She half-paused in her steps as she tried to think of the saying. She shook her head and caught back up to her fast pace. “Last one there gets a broken leg!"

Michael snorted and giggled. “Rel, no, wait!" He tried to correct her, but she was already out of sight down the winding, board path that disappeared through the trees.

And she was, of course, the first one to the car, where she danced happily in victory. “I wiiiin!"

Michael was out of breath with his hands on his wobbly knees before he could lean against the car. “I haven't run since high school," he huffed.

“Too bad you only have two legs because now I have to break one," Irelia teased and smirked.

After he caught his breath, he corrected, “You're supposed to say, 'last one there is a rotten egg', you goof."

Irelia frowned and pursed her lips. “Oh… Well, that doesn't make any sense."

“It's because rotten eggs stink," he explained. “And if you want to wish someone luck, you say, 'go break a leg'."

Irelia cocked her head at him and shrugged her wings. “Whatever, I still won and humans are dumb," she chimed with her head tilted proudly.

Michael laughed and patted her head before they hopped in the car. “I can probably agree with you on that one."

As they drove away from the natural beauty of the park, the landscape shifted from a broad horizon filled with trees to a narrow collision of crossing paths woven between buildings. The further they delved into the city, the taller and larger the buildings were. Each stoplight was filled with cars waiting for their turn in four lanes of roadway.

As abysmal as the city seemed to be, it still had the excitement of a variety of things to do. There were so many different restaurants to try, with foods coming from all over the world. Activities such as movies, games, sports, and socializing were huge hits in the city, which made it easy for dating.

For them to go on dates, all they had to do was blend in with the crowd and act like friends, and that wasn't hard at all! Some secrets were best hidden in plain sight. Although most humans didn't tend to hang out with dragons, it was still far more socially acceptable than dating one!

Irelia walked alongside Michael, who had his arms full of drinks and popcorn, into the movie theater. Since they were catching an early showing, it wasn't as packed as it would be later, so they found the best seats toward the middle of the giant screen. She sat down beside him awkwardly in the chair with her tail curled around her haunches, since most theaters didn't accommodate dragons very well.

“Is this the new one with the dragon in it?" Irelia asked excitedly. Previews were playing for other movies, so they arrived just in time.

Michael nodded and let her try some popcorn. She sniffed at it curiously before poking her muzzle closer and catching a few pieces with her tongue. Her face scrunched as she crunched down on it, seeming to not be quite sure if she liked it or not. “I figured you'd like to see it, too."

“My friends were talking about it, and it's like the first movie ever with a dragon actor that actually has a major role," she said. She tried another bite of popcorn and crunched loudly, her brow furrowed in contemplation. “You guys eat this when you watch movies?"

He chuckled. “Yep! A lot of people do, even though it is ridiculously overpriced. Do you want to try some soda?"

Irelia nosed into the straw sticking out of the cup and licked it a few times before figuring out how to purse her lips around it and suckle to draw up the bubbly liquid. When it hit her tongue, she recoiled and shook her head, smacking her tongue around. “What is that? Why do you drink liquid that hurts?"

“It doesn't hurt, Rel," Michael said, giggling. He took a sip of his own, not minding the dragon saliva on his straw. He didn't even think about it and he hoped that no one saw. “It's just bubbly!"

She tried again and made the same, puckering face. “You eat fluffy pieces of butter and drink things that have sharp bubbles when you watch movies?"

He rolled his eyes and patted her. “You'll get the hang of it."

She tried some more of each again, wanting to participate in human traditions even if she didn't enjoy them like Michael.

Michael looked around at the crowd; the theater was slowly accumulating more people, and he was surprised there was a small group of dragons that walked in too. They sat down away from everyone toward the very front. The large room smelled heavily of popcorn, which Irelia didn't seem to like so much at first but was still eating it.

As the previews neared their end, the lights dimmed and everyone became quiet, and Michael had to explain to Irelia to use her 'whisper voice' for the remainder of the film, though he couldn't quite keep her crunching on the popcorn any quieter.

From what Michael had read, the movie was supposed to be an adventure-thriller with light and happy tones throughout. It was about a teenage boy and a male dragon who found themselves lost in the wilderness after a bad storm. In an unforeseen accident, a branch had fallen on the dragon and injured his wings so he couldn't fly. They had to work together to find their way home, and doing so built a strong friendship.

Irelia asked the occasional question in a whisper and sometimes make a funny comment that made Michael laugh. He loved her company, and he wished they could snuggle while they watched. She seemed engrossed in the movie unlike the others that they watched at home. Usually, her antics led to something naughty and they'd miss half the movie anyway. Thankfully, she knew better than to try any of that in public.

The movie came to a scene of the boy shivering in the cold, soaked in water from the rain. The dragon wrapped his good wing around him and tucked him against his scales to keep him warm, embracing him gently. This was the first kind moment that led to their friendship growing, and it made Michael's chest swell.

During their childhood, Irelia would do the exact same to him, even when he wasn't cold. In his memories, he could feel it now: the warm blanket of wings enveloping him in a loving embrace to keep him safe and comfortable. Now, when they slept together, she would often lay a wing over him.

He smiled at Irelia and secretly moved his hand to the top of her forepaw to hold it. She turned her head and smiled back at him with a warm, happy expression painted across her muzzle. Even in the dimness of the theater, he saw the kind glow in her beautiful eyes. That joyful glint had never dimmed in all of these years, but it did seem to be brighter now that they were together.

And that made Michael's heart want to leap out of his chest to hug her.

It was hard to contain his feelings for her. He wished that he could kiss her and embrace her, showing her how much he loved her without consequence. But there were too many eyes, too many people to judge and condemn them. He didn't want them to ruin their fun and make them feel like they were disgusting.

He found himself squeezing her paw tighter than he meant, but she seemed to understand and turned her paw so she could squeeze back. Their attention returned to the movie, though they secretly held hand and paw for as long as they could.

The movie ended with the duo finding their way home after wandering through the forest for nearly two weeks. A member of a search squad found them a mile from the nearest road and brought them back for a happy ending.

Irelia squeezed Michael's thigh and smiled at him before the lights came back on. She reluctantly let go but still had a sweet smile directed toward him. “That was a really lovely movie," she said. “I'm glad they found their way home."

He chuckled and patted her head. “Me too, Rel. Some of the things they did reminded me of us when we were younger."

She giggled and nodded. “Yeah, they were a lot like us, but I'm glad we never got lost."

“Well, there was that one time we wandered too far from home and had to find our way back…"

“But I could fly, so it wasn't that difficult," she added and shuffled her wings a little.

“Yeah, I suppose so," he grinned and stood up to lead them out of the theater.

“Do you think they'll grow up to like-like each other like us?"

Warmth flushed his cheeks. “Goodness, Rel, please keep your voice down!" he hushed and patted her head. She giggled and leaned into him playfully.

It felt good to escape the theater to steal a breath of fresh air, but the moment was short lived because they had to get back in the car and head home. The sun disappeared beneath the horizon and left a warm glow in the sky high above the towering buildings in the distance that left giant shadows in their wake.

Irelia watched the scenery go by while sitting up in the passenger seat. “It's a lot like flying," she said and turned to him with a smile.

“Hmm?" Michael mostly paid attention to the road, using all of the necessary precautions to keep them safe. Driving downtown was always hectic, even in the late evening.

“Driving," she clarified. “It's like you're weightless and everything passes you by. When you go fast, it feels like I'm flying."

He chuckled and shook his head. “But I'm stuck in this cramped car and can only go forward or backward. There's no up or down, and you can't twirl around in the air."

“But you can go faster than we can fly. And in those action movies, they do really fast turns that look cool," she added and giggled. “I'm just trying to make you feel better."

With one hand, he reached over and squeezed her thigh. “I know, Rel. You're amazing."

A gleeful smile curled her lips as she stared at him. “Thanks for chauffeuring me around. It's been pretty nice relaxing instead of using up my own energy."

“You're welcome," he said and patted her leg. “Almost home."

Irelia padded happily beside him like an excited dog as they left the car. She jumped and hopped around the parking garage and all the way down the sidewalk that led to his apartment. They both knew what was coming next, and Michael had to admit he was excited to finally get some private time with her again.

She burst through the door as soon as it unlocked and trotted into the living space to hop on the couch. “We're hoooome," she sang to nobody but themselves.

Michael laughed and laid his coat on the chair before taking his shoes off. “Did you have fun today, Rel?" he asked and watched her immediately flip through the programs on his TV.

“I had tons of fun!" she answered. “Probably our best date yet."

He grabbed some water for the both of them and set it down on the table before joining her on the couch to snuggle. With a happy purr, she let him lay on her and rubbed her head against his. “What about you?" she asked.

“I had fun too," he said and kissed her cheek.

She set down the remote after choosing a TV show they were half-watching. Typically whenever they were both home together, they spent their time cuddling and enjoying one another's company. Turning her head, she rubbed her muzzle affectionately against his cheek before tilting it and pressing their lips together.

A warm blush tinted Michael's cheeks as he delved into yet another kiss with a dragon. His soft lips met her rough lips and melded together as their tongues tenderly curled together and wrestled. She was much better at kissing now with her long tongue, and it made it easy for him to lose himself in it. His heart thudded quickly in his chest, the pace increasing the longer they made out.

Irelia turned on her back and embraced Michael by wrapping her arms and legs around him. Forepaws caressed up and down his back and sides while his hands traveled up and down her flanks. Now that they were familiar with one another, they found it easy to simply kiss, relax, and help each other feel good. And it was also easy to relish in their intimacy while anticipating what came next: sex.

He pulled away from her lips but continued kissing down her jaw and neck, rousing a soft gasp from her lips. “Michael…" She stretched her long neck out for him and let him suckle on her mint-green scales near her shoulders above the collar to her clothing. It was different from kissing skin, and the smooth feeling of scales felt different on his lips. Paws gripped him tightly and her tail swayed from side to side. He felt her shudder beneath him and heard a delicate moan rising within her rumbling chest.

He slowly sat up and smiled down at her, their eyes meeting and sharing their love and affection as well as a hint of lust that grew by every second.

Irelia lay back on the couch, grinning warmly at Michael as he stepped back on his knees and straddled her tailbase. His hands pushed her down and slid up her flightsuit along her underbelly, tracing up her slender form to her chest that he stopped to massage. They smiled at each other softly, sharing that look they had when they knew they were about to have sex. Warm, joyful feelings rose in Michael's chest and flowed down to his loins. As he leaned over her, she looked down and watched his hands move to the zipper and pinch it before tugging it down the length of her body.

After spending all day together, Michael was sure she had been fantasizing about this too.

Her legs spread open eagerly, toes flexing as he pulled the zipper all the way to its end at the beginning of her thick tail. Soft, mint-green scales were exposed once he pulled the flaps to her suit apart. Her black underwear hugged snugly around her groin and around her tailbase, covering her slit from view.

“This is probably the last time we can do it on the couch, huh?" she said and watched him from behind her forepaws.

Michael gazed at her as his eyes followed up and down her sexy length, admiring her bare scales as they came into view. Unlike their first time together, he had much more experience lying with a dragon. Now that he found out how much he enjoyed it, he felt that it was easier to relax and not think about it being weird or strange. It was natural to him now, and Irelia seemed to feel the same. They were together now, as lovers, so there wasn't anything taboo about it at all to them.

“Yeah, I guess so… At least while Jim is home," he said and helped her limbs out of the suit. The back of it still clung to her wings and the rest of her body, but now he had her front exposed, her beautiful, green scales on display to him. They were darker around the edges and lighter along her underbelly, smooth and sexy. As long as he rubbed down her body, his soft skin wouldn't get caught on the rougher edges of her scales going up her body.

“Ohmm, Michael," she cooed delightedly as he brushed his hand between her legs. Her toes curled and her legs pedaled before his touch moved to the softer scales of her inner thigh. Rubbing up her leg, he let her relax while moving closer and closer to her hind paw. He kneaded at all sides of her powerful leg-muscles, feeling them flex and relax at his touch. Her sock was getting in the way, so he slipped it off and left her footpaw bare.

As he moved to her naked hind paw, she spread her toes and hummed happily, relaxing as he tended to her body. “Do you think we'll still get to have sex when he's around?" she asked.

He grinned and nodded. “As long as we're quiet about it, sure. He has a job too, so he won't be around all the time."

It's kind of hot that a dragon is just as into sex as I am… Or maybe I should be surprised that I'm just as into sex as a dragon!

He felt her footpaw flexing as she cooed and lay back with her legs shamelessly spread open. She happily held up her paw for him and let him work his dexterous fingers into the pads of it. Her white talons looked sharp, but Michael was used to all the sharp parts of her body now and felt confident in massaging her toes too. She loved every second of it and purred with pleasure as he moved on to her other hind paw and took that sock off before continuing.

“That feels good," she said, her eyes closed as she basked in bliss.

Michael smirked and rubbed down both of her legs at once, reaching to her hips to slide his digits under her underwear. “I know what will feel better."

Her eyes opened halfway, watching him tug her underwear up her legs and down her tail, sliding it off of her body until she was naked and exposed along her front. The slit between her legs was slightly puffy from arousal with a small streak of glistening secretions along her nether lips.

During their first time together, Michael wasn't so sure about seeing a dragoness' body exposed like this, but now he found it hot and alluring, a beauty all his to explore. It was always strange initially, but after he let his lust guide him it became much easier. Having only spent several days together, there were many things they had yet to try with one another.

His fingers grazed across her softer, nether scales and tugged apart her slit to expose her vagina to his view. Pink, glistening flesh was exposed, begging to be touched and caressed. A single digit teased her velvety-soft folds, gliding across her labia before delving inside her tunnel.

“Ooohh…" Irelia released her held breath in a soft moan, her face scrunching with pleasure as his finger squeezed inside her. Arousal coated his digit and allowed it to slide into her. He could easily fit one inside, but when he pushed a second finger in, her muscles felt tighter, clenching around his penetrating digits. “Mmmmm…" He felt along her walls, feeling the ridges and folds bumping against his digits until he slid them inside her up to his knuckles. Secretions clung to his skin, making her feel wet and slippery as well as soft and warm—a complete contrast to her rough, hard scales.

Her toes curled and her legs spread wide, submitting her desires to him as he played with her gender. They smiled at each other before Michael stared down and watched. Curling his digits up, he rubbed the tips against her flesh and searched for that magical button that would make her squirm. Her walls quivered around his fingers before her body trembled with delight, a sensual, tender moan escaping her lips.

“Oooh, Michael! Oohmm…" Her muzzle scrunched in a pleasured snarl and her body wriggled below him. Muscles squeezed tightly around his invading digits, pulsing and undulating to tug them deeper into her soft, heated depths. He felt her slippery, silken folds parting for his fingers each time he pushed them inside her.

He knew she enjoyed his fingers, but what he hadn't tried yet was something more intimate. More close. Michael sat at the other end of the couch as she rested her head on the back of the other. Pushing her thighs apart, he leaned down and lowered his head between them. Looking down the bridge of his nose, he saw her wet, aroused vent, all his to enjoy. He glanced up at her and saw her eyes watching him, eager, willing, and excited while she held her breath. Irelia's scent was much stronger here, unlike any human female—it was a dragon's musk, something he had grown used to now and learned to enjoy.

But even with their increased familiarity with one another's bodies, Michael found himself almost hesitating to dive right in. It was a dragon's vagina that he was about to eat out. He could hardly believe it himself, in spite of the fact that they had sex on numerous occasions. It was different to have her draconic vagina right in front of his face, almost daunting. And he realized he wouldn't be able to please her like a dragon with their long tongues; his was short and stubby in comparison.

Swallowing his conflicting thoughts and inhibitions, Michael closed his eyes and pressed his lips to her soft, warm nethers and kissed her wet vent. He heard Irelia gasp and felt her shudder as his tongue flicked out and slathered flatly across her labia, sliding up to her exposed clit. A quick inhale preceded her lusty breath, her toes curling and legs spreading wide for him.

“Aaahh…" Soft moans spilled from her lips and expressed her pleasure.

Irelia had taken his human parts into her mouth before, so it was only right for him to return the favor and eat out a dragon. She had definitely seemed more eager than him to try it, but now that he had the courage to make out with her sex, he knew there wasn't anything he wouldn't enjoy about her exotic body. His lips brushed against the softer scales surrounding her vent, a slightly rougher contrast to her delicate flesh.

Her flavor was definitely stronger than any humans, and he often found himself with a mouthful of her arousal. Dragons tended to produce more fluids than humans, as it seemed. Despite that, her vagina was rather similar to a human's, having all the familiar parts where they were supposed to be. He dragged the flat of his tongue up her lips and mouthed across her clitoris, soon trying to purse his lips around it and suckle on that hard nub nestled above her folds.

“M-Michael!" Irelia's moans soon turned into lusty whines, her body writhing. Wings fluttered at her sides and her tail thumped heavily against the couch while bumping into Michael's groin, where his cock was hard and aching as it tented his clothes.

He grabbed onto her thighs and pulled his face into the dragoness' groin, eagerly delving in to bring Irelia pleasure. She loved it all and arched her back while eliciting pleasured cries. Even with his stubby tongue, he was able to penetrate her tunnel and squeeze it inside her rippling walls. With his face buried in her softly-scaled crotch, he ate her out and tongued her sex. Irelia's forepaw closed around the back of his head and stroked through his hair.

The way she caressed and cradled his head felt surprisingly human in spite of her sharp claws gently grazing his skull. It was encouraging, and he nestled his tongue as deep as it would go. His nose squished against the top of her vulva, bumping into her clitoris when she bucked. Wriggling his tongue around, Michael made her gasp and squeeze his head.

“Don't stop… I'm g-gonna…" Her next words were lost in the throes of her bliss. A deep, pleasured, whining moan filled her throat as she pushed her hips against his face. Toes curling, tail writhing, Irelia squirmed against the couch and experienced a powerful orgasm that made her body shiver with delight. Michael held onto her tightly as she pushed his head down between her legs.

As his tongue slipped out of her, he lapped at her nethers and felt her slimy secretions oozing out of her pulsating vent. In his lusty haze, he didn't think about how he was licking and tasting a dragoness' fluids, but in the end, he didn't mind it one bit. If Irelia enjoyed it, then he did too.

When Irelia let go of the back of his head was when he pulled his face from her groin and smiled up at her. He wiped his lips and glanced back down at her swollen slit covered in her secretions and his saliva. Those soft, light-green scales glistened and surrounded her wet, pink vulva.

“Rwrwrrrr, Michael…" Irelia relaxed with a soft sigh, her eyes closed as she relished in the afterglow of her climax. “That felt amazing."

“I'm surprised you got off so quick," he commented and idly rubbed her thighs. It felt different being so casual about having sex with a dragon. Instead of worrying about the consequences, Michael was able to relax and enjoy the intimate company with someone he loved. He didn't care that he just ate her out; he didn't care that he was horny because of it; and he didn't care that she was naked and displaying her gender to him. In fact, he enjoyed all of these things!

“I was sort of thinking about that a lot… I was going to ask you, but you did it anyway. It was really hot."

He grinned and chuckled. “Oh yeah? W-Well… It was kind of hot when you gave me a blowjob too…" It was something Michael had never thought about before Irelia, but dragons did have the perfect muzzles for performing fellatio, and she was really good at it!

Irelia smirked and shifted so that Michael sat back on the other end of their small couch. After she slipped out of the remainder of her flight suit and tossed it off the couch, she snaked forward and nuzzled into his cheek affectionately while her forepaws went for his jeans. They bumped into his tenting cock while fiddling with that pesky button and zipper, leaving Michael with a soft blush as he watched her undress him.

“I guess you enjoyed it too, huh?"

He swallowed and nodded. When she tugged down his pants, his black boxer-briefs were revealed, his penis stretching against the fabric and begging for release. While Michael moved his legs so Irelia could slip off his pants, he also took off his shirt to expose more of his white skin. By the time he had it off, she was already working down his underwear, and his erection bobbed freely after the waistband released. She gazed at it with lustful eyes and slipped off the last of his clothing so that he was nude too.

“Do you think it will always be this… fun to mate together?" Irelia asked as she took his member into her forepaw and lightly stroked it. The soft pads of her paw kneaded into his skin, and the way she rippled up and down his length felt amazing. A bead of pre oozed at his tip before dripping down the head of his cock. “Like, it won't get old and boring once the initial excitement wears off?"

He chuckled and watched her tug at the skin to his cock to rub it up and down in a faster motion. “I don't think we'll ever be bored when we're having sex, Rel…" He had to admit that feeling a paw instead of a hand was exciting, too. She was careful not to scrape him with her claws that closed around his girth, and the slightly rougher feeling of small scales sliding along his smooth skin was an entirely different sensation from his own hand. Her paw patted against his groin and jiggled his balls while she worked his length up and down. “The weirdness of us being different might wear off, so it won't seem so… naughty, but it will always feel good, right? And I'm sure we'll find lots of different things we can do."

“I suppose you're right… This still seems pretty naughty," she cooed and lowered her muzzle until she brushed the tip of it against the head of his cock. With a soft lick, she elicited a huff from Michael. “I don't think I'll get tired of this…"

Michael watched as her long, warm tongue slathered across the glans of his penis before curling around his shaft. Her lips pressed against the head while her slimy tongue stretched down his length and guided his tip into her mouth. As his member disappeared into her hot, wet maw, she stared up into his eyes and purred with delight. When she had first given him a blowjob, he had been worried about those carnivorous teeth of hers jabbing into his soft flesh, but not once did he feel anything sharp. It took only a moment for her nose to press firmly against his groin, his entirety buried in the heat of her mouth.

Michael spread his legs apart so Irelia could wedge her triangular head between them. She suckled on his length and used her tongue to milk it, sliding it up and down the underside. “Oh God, Rel…" The back of her tongue bumped against his tip repeatedly and made him want to buck and groan with pleasure. He reached down and petted her head between her twin ivory horns.

Watching her go down on him like that made him wonder how many times she had given a male dragon a blowjob. She obviously had experience with it, with how her tongue perfectly rubbed along his length while she avoided jabbing him with her sharp teeth. Michael loved how his smaller size nestled perfectly in her mouth. He briefly wondered what a dragon's cock would be like, but he quickly tossed that image from his imagination and focused on the heated tongue bathing his member in slimy dragon saliva.

Michael elicited a lusty huff of breath and clenched his toes. “You're going to make me cum already, Rel… Slow down a bit…"

She slowly pulled his length out from between her lips and smirked up at him. “Oh, so fast?" She hummed happily and tended to his drenched member, slipping her tongue all up and down it as it was exposed to the cool, open air. “Seems like someone really enjoyed eating me out…"

Hot air blew from her mouth over his wet flesh while she teased him. He watched her tongue curl around his spire and rub against every inch as her muzzle bumped against it. She was mindful of her horns as she twisted and turned her head around to bring him bouts of shuddering pleasure.

A glob of pre greeted Irelia's lashing tongue after she coaxed it out. His length pulsed and twitched against her lips when she stopped to kiss it with her draconic lips.

Michael could only watch as she tended to every inch of his cock, and when she lapped at his balls, he snorted another huffy breath of air. It was a unique sensation feeling a dragon's warm tongue slathering across his every nook and cranny of his crotch.

Finally, Irelia pulled her muzzle out from between his legs and gazed into his brown eyes. A grin tugged the corners of her lips as she hovered over his naked body. She knew how much she teased him and how pent-up Michael was feeling, and she relished in that fact. “Sit back against the couch for me," she commanded and sat up.

Michael listened to her and sat up on his bare rump while Irelia carefully moved over his lap and straddled his legs. He blushed and held her flanks as she situated her body on top of his. Her weight soon pinned him against the couch as her warm, smooth scales brushed up against his skin. She sat up on her haunches so that her head was level with his and her paws were on his chest.

Irelia gently nuzzled into his cheek and adjusted until she was comfortable against him. He loved the intimacy they shared and how close they were. From her joyful smile, his vision trailed down her light-green underbelly, and his hands followed her beautiful scales all the way down the graceful curves of her body. Her slit was still swollen from arousal, and now that they were closer, he could smell her feminine scent wafting up to his nostrils again. He had grown used to it now and liked it, but unlike a male dragon, it wasn't intoxicating to his senses. His penis poked up between her thighs, and it didn't take long for her to rub herself against it.

A deep, pleasured purr filled her throat as she relaxed on top of him. Her forepaws kneaded at his shoulders while her body rolled, her hips gyrating in his lap. “Hold it up so I can put it inside me," she said, cooing into his ear.

Michael gulped and obeyed without question. He felt his skin tingling with excitement as he held his cock straight for her. He watched her lift her hips and move into position, pushing her slit against him so that he could guide his own length between her lips. Both of them stared down at his tip smearing her arousal over her delicate scales before sliding along her pink flesh. When his head slipped into her soft, warm, slippery folds, they each moaned and felt him penetrate her body.

Irelia's hips fell onto his lap, and his length buried deep inside her folds. “Oooh! Michael…" Her hot walls squeezed around his length as it spread them apart. Michael groaned with pleasure and wrapped his arms around her hind end, holding onto her haunches. For a moment, they both stared and watched how his member disappeared inside her, how her vagina enveloped and stretched around it. She started to roll her hips and rotate them in just the perfect ways to drive out huffy breaths from both of their lips. Arousal coated his flesh and made it easy for him to slip inside.

Being so close, Michael felt her warm breaths against his skin. Her snout rubbed against his cheek while they held each other in a sensual embrace. Her eyes locked to his, their lips only an inch apart. Slowly, Irelia lifted her hips up so that his length slid out of her heated, silken depths, and while maintaining an intimate connection, she lowered them down again to elicit two deep moans from their lips.

Michael saw how the features of her face scrunched with pleasure as she took him inside. Even if she was a dragon, the expression was obvious to him, and he was sure she could see the ecstasy he felt clearly painted on his face too. Both of them were greatly enjoying the pleasure they felt weaving through their bodies. Her up-and-down riding continued until she had a steady rhythm going. His length slid in and out of her vent, rubbing against her soft walls as she undulated her body like a wave.

Physically, they were human and dragon, but mentally they were unified as one. To express his desire and love for her, Michael pressed their lips together and kissed Irelia. Her maw was already parted from her panting, so all she had to do was tilt her head and curl her long tongue with his shorter one. Their eyes closed, but their bodies continued moving together to experience bliss that only two lovers could provide for another. It was an exhilarating sensation, and Michael could feel it welling in his chest.

Pleasure tingled in his loins while his head swam with sheer joy. Irelia curled a forepaw behind his head and cradled it as they kissed, keeping their mouths locked together as they had sex. In a constant, rhythmic motion, her hips bounced up and down so that his cock would slip in and out of her. He felt it rubbing and sliding along her slippery, velvety-soft folds that squeezed around his girth. Their moans filled their kiss along with their huffs and gasps.

Irelia's wings opened up and closed around Michael, gripping at his shoulders. Her body entwined with his, scales against skin. It was a strange feeling to get used to, with all of her harder and sharper features instead of soft skin, but he liked the idea of having sex with a dragon now. Not only was it exhilarating to be intimately twined with a dragon that lusted for him, but there was a small sense of risk too. She was much stronger than him, and anything she wanted she could easily take when he was so vulnerable. With how her body enveloped his, it was like she was saying that he was hers and hers alone.

The stimulation constantly tingling in Michael's loins was beginning to ball up inside him. Each pass of his length delving deep inside her heated folds was making his cock pulse and yearn for release. By now, Irelia had ridden him into a reckless pace, her hips slapping against his while she quickly bounced in his lap. Out of instinct, he held on tightly to her rump and thrust up into her, slipping his spire even deeper to make those lusty groans spill from her lips.

Their kiss broke, and her forepaws gripped his shoulders tightly. A few of her claws dug into his skin, but in the throes of their love-making, he hardly noticed. All he could focus on was that tight ball of pleasure growing with every thrust he made, making his cock tingle with anticipation.

“R-Rel… I'm almost there…" Michael held her tightly. Her snout rested against his cheek as she moaned softly into his ear. Her bouncing slowed down as if to hold him back, but her hips continued to sway and gyrate while she took him.

“Ooohh… That's it, Michael..." Her walls clenched around his shaft tightly, squeezing and quivering as she neared a second orgasm. “Cum inside me…" She nosed into his neck before she sensually licked across it, much like a dragon would. More of her primal urges and instincts surfaced as she lifted her hips up and slammed back down. Her licks were hot and full of lusty breaths; she could hardly contain herself.

Michael pinched his eyes shut and shuddered with pleasure. His arousal neared its pinnacle, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Although his thrusting ceased, Irelia did not—she was going to make him cum. The dragoness continued at her reckless pace and drove him to his orgasm. All at once his body flushed with the heat from his loins, with bliss trembling up his spine and bursting in the back of his skull. His member throbbed and pulsed rapidly against Irelia's tight walls and spilled copious ropes of his seed. Irelia continued to ride him as he spewed his cum inside her tunnel, and some of it leaked out of her slit.

As he relished in the bliss of his orgasm, Irelia continued to slap away at his lap. Her groin was coated in her secretions as well as Michael's, and her muscles were pulsating. She was close, and Michael could feel her pleasure rising within her. He held onto her tightly, feeling scales and claws roughly prickling his skin—but he didn't care. Her tail writhed behind her and bumped against his legs and couch until it finally curled around his right leg.

Irelia elicited a high-pitched moan and firmly placed her haunches against his lap. With his length buried deep inside her, Michael felt her walls trembling and her muscles rhythmically pulsating as she reached an orgasm. Michael encouraged her with soft moans of his own and rubbed her chest down her underbelly. Irelia panted and lay against his chest while nuzzling into his neck.

The numbing warmth of Michael's orgasm slowly faded away as he came back to reality. Irelia's muzzle was scrunched with sheer pleasure until she let out a soft sigh and rested her head on his shoulder. She hugged around him with arms and wings and enveloped him in a tender embrace so they could enjoy the afterglow together. It was calm and relaxing. Neither of them said a word; they simply enjoyed one another's intimate company for a few minutes while remaining tied at the hips.

“Why don't we go get cleaned up, Rel. Then we can watch another movie until bed," Michael suggested. He stroked the scales along her flank and rubbed down her muscular legs.

Irelia hummed happily and slowly pulled her head away. She looked at him with a soft smile and sleepy eyes and nodded. “That sounds nice." Leaning backward just enough, she exposed their connected genders to one another as her thighs spread apart on either side of his lap. Michael's softening length slipped out of her swollen and expanded slit as she lifted her hips, leaving a slimy glaze over both of their groins. His penis flopped against his belly.

In the back of Michael's mind, he sometimes felt this nagging sensation after he and Irelia had sex. After their first few times together, it didn't pester him nearly as much, and now he learned to ignore it like it never existed. He was happy he made Irelia feel pleasure, dragon or not, and he had to admit he was quite satisfied too! As taboo as it was for a human to copulate with a dragon, Michael found it sexually exciting.

Irelia climbed off of his naked body and sauntered toward the bathroom, her hips swaying seductively with her tail raised high. Michael grinned and followed her. Once they fit into the bathtub together, he turned on the shower and let the water warm up before turning the nozzle so it sprayed over the both of them.

Michael wasn't used to showering with a dragon yet. That part still seemed strange, with having a big, scaled creature shoved into a small bath with him. Irelia was good about it, though. She made sure to leave plenty of space and not to scratch him at all. They both liked to share in groping one another, too, and explore each other's nude bodies without the haze of arousal clouding their minds.

“So… It just stays out like that all the time? All soft and droopy…" Irelia asked curiously and nosed into Michael's flaccid member. Her snout bumped against his package as she sniffed him.

He laughed and slightly recoiled at the dragon snout pressing into his groin. “Yes, Rel… That's how human anatomy works." Warm water poured down their bodies while a light steam made the air inside the shower humid. Irelia liked the water hotter than what Michael preferred, but he didn't mind accommodating her. “Don't dragons have balls and stuff too?"

“Well, yeah… But our males have sheaths so their penis doesn't stick out all the time. Yours is all wiggly!"

Michael's face flushed. He never imagined he'd be embarrassed at this point in his relationship with Irelia, but the way she was eyeing, touching, and commenting casually about his manhood was making him feel strange! “Jeez, Rel, way to make a guy feel insecure."

She giggled and looked up at him. “What? It's just different is all! Besides, it's interesting to look at. You're so smooth and soft…* As she spoke, she caressed his side with a forepaw, curiously feeling his skin all the way down his thigh. She even reached around and squeezed his right cheek.

“H-Hey, watch those claws…" Michael felt her pinch his sensitive skin and jerked his hips away.

“Hehe!" Irelia beamed happily and playfully bumped her head against him. “So what are you going to tell Jim?" She grabbed her own special bottle of soap that was specifically designed for dragons. It was meant to soak their scales, under and over, and give their bodies a deep-clean. Irelia lathered it on herself for the most part, but she wasn't shy in asking for Michael to rub her hard-to-reach areas. Her wet scales were smooth and glossy while also feeling much harder than his skin. She was especially thankful that he could clean the full-length her wings. Her wing membranes were silky-soft and stretchy.

Anxiety prickled Michael's skin. “I-I don't know yet…" He used shampoo to wash his black hair and a cloth to scrub his body with soap. Although he liked it when Irelia touched him, he thought it was best to cleanse his own body to avoid getting jabbed by her claws. He already saw several red lines and spots where she dug her claws in too hard on his sensitive skin.

“You've had aaaallll week to think about it!" she said. “Just tell him. You guys are, like, close friends, right? What's the worst that could happen?"

Michael sighed. “I don't know… I mean, yeah, we are pretty close, but I'm still worried what he's going to think. I don't think he'd tell anyone else… But I don't want to risk that, especially at work. I could lose my job."

“Really? Just because you like a dragon?" Irelia's spirit dimmed slightly. “That's pretty lame."

“Tell me about it," he replied. “I don't really know what could happen. I just worry, Rel."

She turned to face him, her tail bumping into the wall and shower curtain as she shifted around as carefully as she could. “I know you do, but you love me, right? As long as we're together, we'll be okay." Her blue eyes shone brilliantly, like two beautiful stars that brightened Michael's world.

He knelt down and hugged around her, as awkward as it was in the tub. “Of course I love you, but things in the human world aren't that simple. Relationships aren't always like fairytales." With a kiss to her cheek, he finished, “I'm sure everything will turn out alright. It's just going to be a pain to try and explain us."

She nodded and bared that warm smile of hers before leaning in to kiss him.

In the midst of the shower, they kissed within an affectionate embrace. Having her company and being able to share his passion with her was enough to calm some of his worries.

Maybe one day I won't have to worry about her being a dragon at all… This could all be a 'normal' thing.

When their kiss ended, they finished up their shower and dried off. Michael went to put on his underwear, but Irelia stopped him and said that she'd rather them both be naked. It was an odd feeling to cuddle in the nude with a dragon, in the middle of the living room, while they watched a movie, but Michael enjoyed it. Instead of him holding Irelia, she held him, cradling his body within her comfortable wings. The webbed membranes were much softer than her scales, like blankets.

And being naked also made things easier for when they retired to the bedroom. As far as Michael had found, dragons had an insatiable lust that yearned for more and more. He could barely keep up with Irelia, but he enjoyed every intimate moment they had together. There was a lot of touching and heavy-petting this time, enough to nearly get her off again before she wanted him to eat her out while she sucked him off. They each brought one another to a blissful release, and Irelia was happy to clean them both with her tongue.

Although Michael felt drowsy and tired from an eventful, happy day, his worries wouldn't let him fall asleep right away. He could tell Irelia had fallen asleep almost immediately as her chest rose and fell steadily against him, but he was stuck worrying about tomorrow.

He checked his phone and reread Jim's text message that said he would return around lunch time so they could grab a bite to eat together. His flight would land at noon. Michael wasn't sure how he'd mention that he was dating Irelia in public.

I know I can trust him to keep a secret… but what is he going to think about me? Maybe I should wait to tell him the whole truth until I think he's ready? Well, it's more like until I think I'm ready, isn't it?

He rehearsed the same conversation over and over in his head, trying to imagine each and every scenario that could happen. None of them seemed too drastic. Michael was sure Jim would be accepting and even become friends with Irelia, if they got to know one another. He knew Jim wasn't one of those people that avoided dragons, so her staying with them wouldn't be an issue either way.

It would be the embarrassment that would get to Michael. He wished he didn't feel so ashamed of dating Irelia. He loved her with all of his heart and wouldn't trade her for anyone in the world—but in the back of his mind, he knew things would be a whole lot easier if she was a human. And he also knew their relationship wouldn't be that… exciting. He liked that she was a dragon.

He remembered the days during his childhood that they would play together without a care in the world. His parents had wanted him to make more human friends, but he had plenty of those at school. When he came home, all he wanted to do was go out and play with Irelia and his other dragon friends. There was a human in the mix every so often, Will, and Michael was good friends with him too, but they hadn't seen each other since elementary school.

Then, Michael thought about the few girlfriends he had through the years. In his adulthood, he could say that he loved a girl named Rachel; they had dated for nearly a year before they separated. It was a hard break-up, but he knew then that there was something missing to their relationship. He didn't know exactly what it was, but he found it in Irelia; she made him feel whole.

With a soft sigh and a tight squeeze around his dragoness, Michael rested his head against her neck and forced his eyes shut. He tried to empty his mind of all his conflicting thoughts and memories, but he ended up thinking himself to sleep.

“What aboooout… that one!" Irelia said and excitedly pointed to a tall building from inside the car. They couldn't see the top of it from the car. Even if they were outside on the sidewalk they would have to crane their necks back to see it!

The building was one of the many skyscrapers in the downtown district of the city. Michael investigated it while they were stopped at a red light and tried to find the answer for Irelia. “Hmm… Looks like another bunch of businesses. There are probably hundreds of offices in there."

“Just offices? For people to work?" Irelia asked, sounding disappointed. She seemed to expect some fantastical thing hidden inside those buildings that reached to the sky, where she would fly past normally. From here, on the street, the size of them was truly intimidating.

Michael chuckled. “Yes, Rel, just for work. I work in a building like that—it's like half the size."

“Well hmph… Where are we going to lunch?"

“It's a famous sandwich place. I don't know how much you'll like it, but I bet you can just order a bunch of meat instead of all the extra stuff."

Irelia nodded and tapped her tail on the car seat. “I looove meat!" When Irelia was in the car, she reminded Michael of an overly-excited dog. She would bounce around with her head darting from one thing to the next as they passed by. If it wasn't for the smog of the city, she would have pestered him to open the window so she could smell everything as they went passed, too.

“Haha, I know you do. Jim said he'll meet us there. He just got his luggage and is finding a taxi."

Traffic crawled forward on the busy streets. During the lunch hour, downtown traffic was hectic. Michael had wished Jim would have picked a different place to eat, but it was one of his favorite restaurants too. It wasn't far away from their home; normally it was only a fifteen-minute drive, but today it took him thirty-minutes to get there with Irelia.

They sat down beside one another in a booth. Irelia received a pad to sit on as well as the cushion of the chair, so she sat up taller than Michael did. Inside, the restaurant was roomy and well-lit with a colorful '80's theme to it. It definitely wasn't one of those romantic places for dates but more of a friendly, meet-up-and-chat place. It was crowded during the lunch-rush with nothing but humans. When he texted Jim, he mentioned he would bring along a friend, but Michael doubted he was expecting a dragon.

“I was hoping there would be at least like… one other dragon here," Irelia commented as she pawed through the menu. “They don't really have any 'dragon' options, either."

Michael patted her thigh along her spandex-like flight-suit. “Sorry, Irelia. I don't think they get many dragons here." He did see a few customers stealing glances their way, taking notice of the dragoness. It was like that wherever they want. People that weren't used to dragons tended to gawk.

She smiled and affectionately rubbed his leg with her tail. It was a little too affectionate for where they were, but no one could really see it, so Michael didn't mind. “That's okay. We don't like to come this deep in the city, usually. Smells bad and lots of people—too crowded for us."

“Yeah, I know what you mean…" Although he seemed perfectly normal on the outside, Michael was reaching a state of panic. When he imagined seeing Jim again, it was in the comfort of their home, not out in public. There was no way he could tell him about Irelia here—there were too many people around. Someone was bound to overhear them.

What am I going to say?

The only option Michael had was to keep it a secret until they were home, but by then, would it be easier or more difficult in telling Jim the truth? It would have been best to get it off of his chest and out of the way before he found an excuse not to tell Jim.

“What does he look like, anyway?" Irelia asked as she looked around. “You all look the same…"

“Hey, we do not all look the same," Michael defended.

“Yes huh," she continued. “Dragons can be all sorts of different colors while you guys are… well, different shades of tan or dark-skinned."

Michael glanced around and hoped no one overheard her. Especially in large cities like the one they lived in, it was a cultural melting-pot. “Jeeze, Rel, keep your voice down a little. People can be sensitive about their race."

“Why?" she asked. “There's nothing wrong with being different."

“I-I don't know… Just 'cause, I guess. History hasn't been too kind on everyone."

Irelia slumped and sighed. “You guys are pretty biased towards a lot of things. I'm just glad things are getting better."

Michael patted her leg and nodded. “Me too, Rel. Oh hey, here he comes now. Taller guy with the blond hair." He waved Jim over so he could join them.

“Oh, I didn't know your friend was going to be a dragon," Jimmy said as he sat down across from them and put his luggage beside him on the seat. “Err, well, I mean hi! Nice to meet you."

Jimmy was a bit taller than Michael with a slender build. He worked in the same office as him, which was how they met. Usually, he wore a suit and tie because of his job as a salesman, but today he was dressed in a plaid shirt and jeans. Michael always preferred being relaxed in a T-shirt, but Jim was more prone to looking nice over comfort.

“Nice to meet you too!" Irelia said cheerily. “I'm Irelia."

“Jim, though Mike probably told you that already," he responded and went to shake her hand out of habit, but he appeared to realize what he was doing half-way through the motion and stumbled awkwardly. Irelia giggled but recognized the gesture and shook his hand with her forepaw. “Sorry, I'm not used to talking to dragons," he admitted.

“That's fine! I'm used to it."

He could tell Jim was a bit flustered at first by Irelia, but in the next minute he calmed down considerably. Michael was glad to see that. He knew once Jim became acquainted with Irelia he wouldn't mind her being a dragon at all. “If you had told me your friend was a dragon, I could have invited one of my dragon-friends along," he said and chuckled. “I met him at lunch one day. He's a pretty smart guy."

“Oh, you have a dragon friend too?" Irelia asked excitedly.

“Sorry, I guess I didn't really think about it," Michael replied and rubbed the back of his head. “Kind of got used to it… She's uhm—she's been staying with me while you've been gone." As Jim furrowed his brow questioningly, Michael realized he needed to elaborate a little more to keep it from sounding weird, in spite of the fact that, in all reality, it was pretty weird. “We were good friends back when I was a kid," he hastily explained. “She needed a place to stay, so I offered that we could room together for a while… I hope you don't mind."

“Ah, I see. Not at all," Jim responded and smiled kindly at Irelia. “I wouldn't mind getting to know dragons a little more. You guys are rather interesting!"

That was the reaction Michael had been hoping for, and Irelia seemed quite happy too. Everything was falling into place, except for that looming burden that pressed harshly at the back of Michael's mind. Oh yeah, and she's my girlfriend…

Their conversation continued as they ordered their food and ate it. Irelia was able to get a meaty platter without much extra, and Jim and Michael each got their favorite sandwiches. They talked about Jim's trip, where he went to some of the more southern territories on a 'job-cation'. That was what Michael liked to call them. Although he had business to do there, Jim had plenty of down-time to experience simple pleasures and enjoy a vacation.

Before long, Jim and Irelia were talking like old friends. She liked to talk about the old days with Michael, some of which were rather embarrassing. Though he and Jimmy were good friends, there was a lot they didn't know about each other, and Irelia was happy to fill Jim in on Michael's younger days. Thankfully, with how much Irelia liked to talk, she never let it slip about their secret relationship.

After they finished their food, they sat together and chatted for another while before deciding to head home. Irelia got to sit in front again while Michael drove them all to the apartment complex. Traffic wasn't nearly as bad as before, so it was a short ride. Even so, the whole ride home Michael couldn't stop thinking about how he should tell Jimmy that he and Irelia were dating.

The apartment was clean and tidy to welcome Jim home. Irelia and Michael spent the morning making sure everything was in tip-top shape and also to cover any tracks of their intimate nights together.

As Irelia disappeared to use the restroom, Michael took the moment to confer with his roommate. “You're sure it's cool if she stays here for a while? I don't really know how long it'll be."

“Yeah, it's totally fine, Mike. No worries," he answered with a friendly pat on Michael's shoulder. “I really don't mind the extra company, even if she is a dragon. She's kind of fun, you know? Bubbly. I think she'd like my dragon-friend that I mentioned, Ray—he's fairly outgoing too."

Michael chuckled awkwardly. He knew Jim was talking about setting the two of them up on a date or something like that. “Y-Yeah… Well, they all kind of are. She just doesn't mind us so much as some dragons."

“Ray is kind of like that too. Pretty easy-going guy. How about I invite him over tomorrow for dinner? It's my last day before I go back to work, so I'll cook us all up something nice!" Jim grinned excitedly. He was always the more outgoing type, and he liked to socialize.

Michael barely liked to socialize or meet new people, but how could he say no? Meeting a dragon would be interesting, to say the least, and he was sure Irelia would enjoy it and have a good time. “Sure, I don't see why not."

“Great! Do you know what Irelia likes?"

“Meat," he responded definitely. “Lots of meat."

Jim laughed and nodded. “Of course, I should have expected that. A good ol' barbeque should be in order, then."

Jim was already checking the cupboards and the fridge for things to use for their meal tomorrow night. Michael shook his head and rolled his eyes on his way to the couch. Irelia hopped happily toward him and looked like she was about to pounce on him, but with a quick glance back at Jim, she realized they couldn't play around quite like they did before. Instead, she climbed up onto the couch and sat politely next to Michael, and he knew how much it pained her to act normal.

Michael patted her leg. “Sorry, Rel," he said in a whisper. “I… I don't know how to tell him."

She nodded and leaned against him without showing too much affection. “It's okay. We can wait until we are in the bedroom," she cooed softly.

Michael blushed and squeezed her thigh. He had to admit he wanted more than to just sit and watch TV together with her. So, when it came time for the bedroom, he quietly closed and locked the door behind them. Jim knew Irelia would stay in Michael's bedroom, but he had no idea what would be going on inside it. Turning on some quiet music, Michael helped mask any sounds the two of them might make. After they undressed, Michael and Irelia joined each other on his bed for tender cuddling.

“When are you going to tell him?" Irelia asked. “It's kind of hard acting like I don't love you like crazy." She giggled and kissed his lips while her paws kneaded into his chest.

Michael smiled warmly and caressed her scales up and down her flank, feeling the smooth curves of her body. “I don't know… I don't know how to tell him. I didn't think it would be so hard, Rel."

Her deep-blue eyes stared into his brown eyes adoringly. “You don't have to tell him, I guess, but it'll be pretty awkward if he finds out some other way." She chuckled and reached her paw down to cup and fondle his malehood. “It is kind of exciting keeping this a secret… Makes me have to wait to enjoy you. I've been thinking about it all day…"

“Y-Yeah, it does make it feel naughtier…" Michael was already getting an erection from cuddling with her, but as she touched him, she stirred his arousal quickly. Warmth flushed his loins and his member hardened against her rippling digits. He decided to return the favor and slide his fingers along her soft crease, feeling the warmth of her groin radiating against his skin. “How do you feel about a dinner party tomorrow night? Jim said he was going to invite that dragon he talked about."

Irelia elicited a soft huff of breath as he touched her and curled her tail tightly around his leg. “That sounds like fun… I've spent so much time with you that I've sort of forgotten what other dragons are like." She curled her digits around his girth and squeezed as she pumped it up and down. “Food is always good, too!"

Michael grinned and kissed her cheek before rolling her onto her back and sliding between her legs. She spread her hinds apart and rested her forepaws on his shoulders as he pressed his body to hers. Her blue eyes glowed with excitement as she watched him line their hips up. “Ooh… I like it when you take charge," she huffed.

As he slipped inside her soft folds, he felt her warmth envelop him. He sunk in to the hilt easily, making her groan quietly as she held him. Michael had to admit it was a challenge not to moan out his pleasure. Irelia felt amazing as always, and when he started rocking into her his body shivered with sheer delight. His flesh slipped in and out of her tight, slippery tunnel and squeezed against her velvety walls.

In spite of the circumstances, Michael had to admit this was the most intimate and sensual sex they ever had. Every breath was filled with pleasure since neither of them could moan, and he took it nice and slow so they didn't make a lot of noise. Being able to watch and study her reactions made him feel all warm and fuzzy in his chest, and it felt emotionally and physically amazing. It didn't take long for both of them to reach their climax.

The afterglow was just as warm and tender. Irelia rested against Michael as he lay back and stroked her neck. They fell asleep feeling content and satisfied. For now, Michael's worries were lost in his dreams.