# Treat (Male Human/Female Dragoness)

Author: Coranth
Tags: Cunnilingus, Dragoness, Fellatio, Human, M/F

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The man finished feeding his dragoness her morsels and then turned to leave.  
  
As he did, however, a rumble escaped her and she moved to block the stable door.  
  
She looked at him, gazing gently into his eyes. She knew what she wanted.  
  
"I... I can't, sweetie, my wife will..."  
  
The blue she-dragon took a step, a single step towards him, tilting her head just so. Her tongue darted from her muzzle, then she licked her lips... slowly.  
  
The man followed her tongue as it roamed her muzzle with his eyes, and then a sigh escaped him; he could never resist her.  
  
He stripped, doffing his sweaty clothes--and then - "Gah!" - she was upon him, bumping and nudging him back into her den, flicking the door closed and locking it with dextrous tail; after which she leaned down to take her prize.  
  
It was all the man could do to clutch futilely at her swept-back horns as his friend and companion lapped at his cock, her thick forked tongue curling, writhing, rasping about his shaft and dancing over his tip. An effeminite sob escaped him as he erected into her muzzle; then he groaned, thrusting into her warm, wet muzzle as she suckled upon him like a baby after its mother's milk.  
  
Even as he muzzle rippled all over his shaft, always - ever, always - her tongue wove its indescribable curling, twisting path over his shaft again and again, even as she used her forked tines to lap at his hanging testes.  
  
She knew what she was doing. She wanted her treat.  
  
Higher and higher his pleasure rose, until at last he could stand no more; with a short, sharp cry the man spilt his seed into her muzzle, again and again as she crooned softly and swallowed his gift.  
  
When finally he was spent and she was satisfied - despite his protests and sincere efforts to leave so as not to incur his wife's ire - the dragoness gripped him, curled about his nude body with her own, settling him down into her den, tucking him into her body's curl, folding a wing over him.  
  
They slept.  
  
Later that night, the dragoness opened her eyes. Being extremely careful so as not to disturb HER sleeping Lifemate, she raised a hind leg then maneuvered her head to her privates. Carefully bringing up some of her beloved's still warm, carefully preserved seed from her crop to coat her tongue, she 'painted' the lips of her vulva with his precious essence, 'marking' herself as his; then, opening herself with a handpaw she brought up the rest of his wonderful seed onto her tongue and licked herself to rapture, drinking her thick honey, 'painting' her vaginal walls with the special part of HIM.  
  
As her eyes rolled back into her head, as she 'milked' her crop - working her muscles to draw the seed deep inside herself - and as she orgasmed powerfully, slurping down her own sweet essence, the big dragoness sighed. Until she could get him to pack up and come with her - any day now - she knew she wouldn't ever mate with her beloved properly; not with the... thing... he called a 'wife' standing between them.  
  
Until then, thought she as she settled with him, slowly closing her eyes, this would have to do.

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