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They were luckily not interrupted during their sleep. When the sun was setting the two dragons uncoiled themselves from each other. Mistica stretched herself and sniffed the sky. Katrin had laid herself against a tree and looked to the sky. Her stumach softly growling in hunger. With a stick she had sketched out Mistica and Lorkor in great detail. Mistica moved slowly to watch her work.

“I like this” She hummed softly “Perhaps in our tribe you can make paintings in our caves of important events. Perhaps that would preserve the story of our escape and my mother's escape.”

Katrin smilled softly before wiping the sketch from the forest floor. “I would perhaps enjoy that, trough I am still not sure if i want to life among the dragons”

“That is a choice I can't make for you. Trough I would like it if you stay my 'rider' for a bit longer and stay with us so you can have an impression what a free dragon lives like.”

Katrin laughed softly. “I have an impression, it would involve a lot of sex”

Mistica returned that snicker. “Only if you are interested. anyway, get on my back, we have to move and I want to get as far as possible during the night. Later on we can switch you to Lorkor so you can sleep”

“Wait, that was not what i ment!” Katrin portested, still protesting slightly when she got on Mistica's back. She made herself comfortable on her back before the two set off into the twilight.

“Well you are already riding me bareback so...” Mistica joked, receiving an slap on her back from Katrin.

“Really you know no shame.”

“You can't shame someone who is open about it. the only shame to have is you.”

“wait” Katrin paused “Are you flirting with me?”

“Flirting with my rider? I wouldn't dare, what would the corps say of that! we would be outcast. The dishonour we will face, you will face. What are you going to do? run away with a dragon”

“I do not have to see your face to know how smug you look right now damned dragon” Katrin laughed. “Fleeing with a dragon that flirts with me, when the priest told me that he saw sin in my future i doubt he thought about this.”

“How you mean sin?”

“Well, the priest heard I had kissed a girl and he, on command of my dad, laid into me about the great sins. I just didn't care, still don't care. I kissed that girl and if god if my witness, He knows i liked it.” Katrin looked into the distance, looking at the trees that flashed by them.

“That sounds stupid to me. I am just privileged to have been born in a tribe that was open to it. I would love to say all dragons life to open as we do. Sadly that is not always the case. My mate fled a tribe that forced a mate up on her.”

“What I she like Mistica?” Katrin could almost feel a glow comming from mistica when she asked the question.

“Oh she has scales of sunshine and sand and is warm like the desert with a caring personality. She makes me heart jump every time i look at her.” Mistica went on about her mate, what Katrin did not expect was to feel flustered about it all, her heart was thumbing, a feeling she only felt one time before, when she saw that maid she had her first kiss with. She gripped Mistica's neck tighter while Mistica continued speaking.

“Are you alright” Mistica said eventually, noticing Katrin's grip on her neck.

“I..yes I am” Katrin swallowed “I just feel a lot of emotions that aren't mine...love emotions, Lust emotions”

Mistica tensed for a moment under her before relaxing again to keep on running. “I am sorry Katrin, I did not mean to well let it all out. But I wonder how could you even notice my emotions? that is not something a human would pick up under normal circumstances.”

“you tell me Mistica, You are miss knowing all about dragons en mental abilities.”

“Hey!” She protested “Just because i am a free dragon and I learned about what it is to be a dragon, doesn't mean I know everything. I know little about riders beyond what my father told me about his link with my mother. and mostly that was to stop me from freaking out when I understood what individuality was.”

“They freaked you out?” Katrin asked suprised.

“Oh yes, back when I was a hatchling, you see my father and mother can act like one. My father often watches my mother hunt, or my mother watches me trough my father's eyes. If they are emotional, they speak at the same time. It can be quite, scary at times. They are just becoming more and a more union trough their mental capabilities. But we all don't know if Matthew is special in that regard or if any human can grow attached to a dragon like that”

Katrin moved a bit on Mistica's neck, feeling uneasy with her seat, both from Mistica's story and the fact that she still felt Mistica's aroused feeling in her mind, leaving her rather sensitive between her legs.

“Does that mean that if i spend enough time with you we can become the same?”

“yes!” Mistica said with an surprisingly happy tone that caught Katrin off guard. “Trough we can't know for sure.”

“What if i don't want that? is there any way we can do something against it without us having to leave each other?”

“Well we can stop mental communication, if you only could hear draconic we should not have to speak mentally. Even if not, speaking draconic would be handy for you in any position. If you want to stay in the tribe for any length of time, or perhaps be some kind of ambassador in the local city.”

Katrin petted Mistica's neck “then perhaps learn me this draconic.” She said to distract herself from feeling she was unsure of if they where her own or Mistica's. The only true feeling she felt at the moment was a loneliness. Knowing that she might be alone for a long time to come.

“Oh Lorkor, join us we will teach you more draconic too while we run” Mistica called out, drawing Lorkor by her side before starting with some simple sentences in draconic. It took Katrin effort to understand what Mistica was speaking and to differentiate between growls and grunts that where meaningless and those who where the backbone of the draconic language.

They spend running like that for the better part of the twilight until it became to dark for Katrin to see. Despite her heart still pounding from running for their lives, tiredness was setting over her like a fog rolling in from the shore. Mistica allowed Katrin to switch backs so she could sleep in Lorkor's sadle. When they started running again it did not take long for Mistica to hear Katrin's soft snores from Lorkor's back.

“What you think of her?” Mistica asked, running head first into the forest, taking great steps to avoid them colliding with the trees under the moonlit night. It took her great effort to avoid the trees and she starting to feel rather drained from the long runs they had with little break to rest or eat.

“What you mean Mistica? Your rider? what does my opinion matter?” Lorkor replied, Mistica felt the strain trough the mental connection, we was getting less focused with his mental capabilities.

“Well, it does for me, after all if you want to spend time around our tribe you should like her too. Especially if she does want to become my rider and she becomes basically your third mother if she wishes so”

Lorkor remained silent for a long while, almost an unbearable amount of time before answering Mistica. “Well she gave everything up to free you, even after you got her punished”

Mistica felt her heart ace when Lorkor mentioned Katrin's flogging. It made her look down to the ground without realizing. Nearly letting her collide with a tree again.

“But she is nice, I hope she got to like dragons more then she already does, if she want to life with you mom, it would be cool to have a human as mother too. I mean i had a human dad, or well one that acted like one at the hatchery.”

“They where not really your father” Mistica replied sour. “A real father would care about what happens to their children and not treat them like some kind of animal.”

Mistica did not expect the wave of sadness that flushed trough her and Lorkor's mental link. One that nearly made her trip yet again, she really should pay more attention and be less distracted by general emotions from both Lorkor and Katrin.

“I know, its just this...I never known my real mother and father, I know they where forced to have me but beyond that there is nothing I can remember them by. Just something that i heard from the humans about their abilities and the hope i get them too”

“I am sorry to hear so” Mistica said softly. “Look, I can never be a mother to you like a dragoness would be that hatched an egg herself, but I will give you the love you deserve from any dragon.”

“and what if you get dragonetts of your own?” Lorkor said, with the same sadness.

“Oh don't worry about that yet, my mate doesn't like male dragons, and I doubt she would accept me taking a dragon on my back for eggs anytime soon.”

"then what about me? I am a male dragon...would she like me?”

Mistica could not help but to feel sorrow for the dragon hatchling. “She just doesn't like man in a mate-ship way, i am sure that when she gets to know you, she will like you just like I like you.” Mistica tried to push trough some happy thoughts trough the mental link to cheer up the dragon that was following her.

“Well, there is only one way to find out isn't there?” Lorkor said and Mistica confirmed it. The rest of the night they spend running to a more secluded spot. By the time the sun started to rise and it was dawn, Mistica had gotten three deer as supper and presented Katrin with the scent of cooking meat in the morning.

She gotten up with a yawn and unstrapped herself from Lorkor's saddle to slide down his side to eat her meal. Still not comfortable about the two dragons eating the prey whole. But this time she was more chatty as a whole. Eventually The two dragons coiled in each other and fallen asleep, leaving Katrin to wonder about.

She did not wonder far always staying at Mistica's sides or line of sight of both dragons. Katrin just didn't feel at ease, like they where watched or something. She gazed trough the forest for the better part of the day. Sometimes jumping up when a deer or other critter broke some stick or brushed past a tree. The whole ordeal was tiresome to hear. Not knowing what would be potentially dangerous to them.

When twilight started to settle in, Katrin could hear a growl in the distance followed by a howl. It sounded a bit like a wolf's howl but far more powerful as if a louder beast was making it. The howl woken Mistica, who in turn woken Lorkor when she saw it was twilight.

“ __Katrin? are you alright?” She asked when she saw Katrin tensed up tighter then the bow of her father.

“No, I don't know what it is but i feel watched...” She moved to Mistica and gotten on her back agian.”I want to...” Katrin paused, seeing two red eyes appearing from between the trees. Followed by a black furred body of some creature that looked something like a cross between a man and a wolf.

“Oh no” Mistica said and growled at the wolf creature who howled, causing other wolf-man things to appear. “Those must be the werewolves dad talked about”

“Werewolves?” Katrin looked again at the wolves that where now lining up from the trees. They looked somewhat like the description the pastor gave her. In truth she never expected them to be real, rather a fairy tale to keep children behaved.

“Lorkor! fire now” Mistica shouted in draconic. Followed by a yet of her own flesh eating spit that burned what ever it hit. Including the shoulder of a werewolf that howled in pain. The other wolves had to jump back to avoid Lorkor spraying fire between them and the wolves. The two dragon's darted off to leave the werewolves behind and hopefully outrun them.

while they had the lead, the wolves where close behind, always appearing in the distance, always with their read eyes watching the three fleeing forms. It made Katrin's skin irk when she thought about those wolves and the stories she heard of them. Occasionally Mistica or Lorkor spat on the ground to leave some kind of acid or fire behind to slow the wolves down. It did not do much but it didn't slow Mistica down so Katrin left it be, not wanting ti distract Mistica now.

They ran into the dark of the night and still the wolves had been hot on their trail, howling and panting in the distance. They did not gain any distance but something felt off for Katrin. They where always moving in half a circle. When ever Mistica tried to deviate from some kind of path that side closed in to steer Mistica straight again.

“Fuck” Katrin suddenly swore. “They are leading us into a trap!”

“What?” Mistica called back tired and Katrin told Mistica her observations.

“Well that it 'fucked' indeed.” Mistica slowly started to steer again, and watched how the wolves came closer.

“Lorkor get to my side, we have to keep those wolves from our flank.”

Lorkor moved to Mistica's flank, positioning him against Mistica and the werewolves. The wolves came closer and closer until even in the dim moonlight Katrin could see the werewolves black and grey fur. Lorkor spat fire between the trees. A bright blinding yellow in the dark of the night. Katrin gazed up to see if there are any dragons above that might watch them fight the wolves.

one of the werewolves let out a long pained whine when it was hit with a fire blast from the green dragon. dropping the wolves that where closing in om them down to three wolves. However Katrin spotted the other wolves also closing in.

“Mistica behind us!” Katrin shouted.

Mistica snapped around and spat her corrosive, flesh eating rotting death spit over Katrin's body. The spit was barely visible for Katrin, she only noticed the rotting smell moments afterwards. However same did the werewolves not notice what ever Mistica was spitting. One pair of eyes was hit with what ever was in Mistica's spit and dropped away with little sound other then a long whine.

What Katrin did not notice is one of the wolves came close enough to them to jump on Lorkor's back who roared out in pain when the werewolf dug its claws into his back just behind the saddle. Mistica swirled around and bit at the wolf. Tearing at the wolf's arm until it came off, spraying blood over Mistica's scales and causing the wolf to drop for Lorkor's back. While Mistica did Lorkor for more injury, damage had already be done and blood started to flow from the wounds and drip down his back. The red blood was in stark contract to Lorkor's green scaled hide.

“there are to many of them! i can't run much longer.” Lorkor said. Mistica looked around again, at the wolves.

Mistica bit her upperlip and looked at her injured wing. “Get to the road.” She called and pushed them to a road that cut trough the forest. “hold on Katrin” She called out. Spreading her wings.

“Wait what?” Katrin called back, she had little more time to prepare herself before she Mistica gave a first beat of her wings. It hurt somewhat, her wing still not fully healed but with the strain still on her wing she could carry her weight and soon she lifted from the ground with a loud yip from Katrin who was caught by utter surprise.

Lorkor followed suit and flew next to Mistica while blood was dripping along his back to his tail. Mistica nudged Lorkor onwards.

“you fly ahead, you know our dirrection” she called in draconic “We will catch up” before she turned around to fly towards the forest.

“What are you doing!?” Katrin called to Mistica.

“Repaying Lorkor for saving me and helping you” She said and spat a large trail of her black spit down at the wolves. Coating the ground and getting two of them covered in the spit. She took two more of these dive runs before the werewolves dropped from their trail and disappeared into the distance. Mistica gave a viscous and victorious growl. Not daring to full our roar in fear that they where spotted.

She beaten her wings faster, straining them to the point they started to hurt to catch up with Lorkor. She kept behind him to fly above him and inspect the claw wounds on his back.

“could be worse” Mistica spoke in her draconic again. “Don't care scared, i will clean the wound” she said to Lorkor before getting in close and licking his back and the wounds clean. She spat the blood on the ground. Making her displeasure for the taste of dragon blood quite known trough their mental connection. The feeling was strong enough for Katrin to almost gag herself, like it was the taste of human blood in her own mouth.

The wound stopped bleeding that much and it turned into just a drip, trough the wounds where still an uncomfortable bright red to look at. If only they had some bandages with them to close of the wounds from dirt.

“Father has them, if not some of the towns in the other kingdoms, we can take care of the wound there.” Mistica answered Katrin's worries

“but how long till we get there.”

“If we fly, hopefully a day or three until we are at the border, then well I don't know. We need to hit the first town, they can tell us and perhaps also help Lorkor.”

Mistica nudged Lorkor with her snout. “Are you alright?” her Draconic voice rumbled deeply.

“Yes, I think am”

His answer did not instil comfort in Mistica, opting to fly slightly below him to be able to support his flight when needed while they flew trough the night. Constantly looking around to make sure if they where not spotted and if there are no dragons in the distance or no werewolves below that would be able to sniff them out.

They lowered when the first rays of light started to appear from the horizon, Mistica was tired and sour over her whole body. Her injured wing was aching from the flight. She tried to get any clue on where they where but it was nothing but green forest around them. They where luckily enough as it is by finding an open spot in the trees to land. They should be somewhere along the centre of the forest but there was no way to know where.

The only thing Mistica new for sure was that they where flying north. She moved her head around to confirm her sensations, feeling the pull of the earth around her before curling up and nuzzling against Katrin who had managed to get off her back.

When she stood on solid ground she nearly collapsed onto her feet, holding onto Mistica's head to keep herself upright.

“My whole body is stiff” she complained, trying to shake her legs and hands.

“Stiff? From holding onto my back the whole time? “ She made an educated guess to Katrin's situation.

“Well yes, I never thought i use these muscles for so long. Its like riding a horse but instead of falling a meter or so, you can fall down to your death.”

Mistica snorted at her words. “I will never allow you to fall to your death, not while you are on my back.”

Katrin reached out to rub along Mistica's chin. “I am happy to hear it” She said with a tired but joking tone in her voice. “You owe me that much after uprooting my whole life because some little dragon refused to be tamed” She joked.

“I will show you who is little” Mistica huffed and gave a long wet lick across Katrin's body who shrieked in surprise.

“Dammit! You know that will not wash out” Katrin protested

“Good, now you smell familiar. Then other dragons know you are mine” Mistica nosed against's Katrin's cheek.

She huffed indignant. “Going from, 'here claim this dragon' to 'being claimed by a dragon' I am not sure that it's the riders way”

“Oh shush you, this is not like claiming you.” Misitica would have finished her joke but she heard Lorkor letting himself fall on the ground to sleep. He coiled into a tight ball and covered his head with his wings to avoid the light from reaching his eyes.

Mistica hummed softly “well he has the correct idea. Perhaps we should also sleep.”

She let herself fall down onto a soft spot in the dirt, coiling in a half ball and wiping some of the more messy leaves away. She looked up to see Katrin just standing there and watching without doing a single thing.

“Come, you sleep in my coils then we both get some shut eye.”

“But if we get discovered again?” Katrin looked around.

“Yes, then we get discovered. But you have been awake longer then we are. So you got to sleep. I fear else you would fall asleep on my back.”

Katrin was slow to approach Mistica but when she was not moving fast enough, Mistica pushed her towards her embrace with the tip of her tail. Katrin tripped and fallen with her face against her belly with a startled shout. Causing Mistica to give a deep rumbling laugh at her.

Katrin returned her laugh with a scowl. “You are evil you know that” Trough she could not keep her face straight and soon gave a small smile. She placed herself with her back against Mistica's belly and petting her belly a bit.

Mistica coiled up and covered Katrin with her wings. Resulting of her head and Katrin to be inside of the cosy tent that her wing and tail formed. She could feel Katrin's body heat warm up the secluded space a bit.

“Not as warm as a dragon against me, but nice and warm none the less” Mistica commented, placing her head on Katrin's lap. Recieving an oef sound from Katrin when she had to unsuspectingly carry the weight of her head.

“You are an odd one” Katrin said and reached out her hand to scratch behind Mistica's horns. A most pleasurable feeling indeed, Mistica realised now why her Father often scratched her mother behind her head and why she always kept still when he did that.

Her nostrils flaired to smell the scent in the air, getting a better taste of her rider's scent after being closer together for a few days. She did smell nice, for a human, trough the scent of unwashed human was still odd, unlike what a dragon would smell if pheromones would be spread. Even so, there was this weird scent that Mistica could not place, she had an idea where it would come from but to protect Katrin's modesty, she did not want to ask if that was correct.

“Odd, says the one who now sleeps against the flank of a dragon after escaping the corp. I think that most humans would find you the odd one.”

Mistica received a soft laughter from Katrin followed with a yawn. “Honestly, that would be not the only one other people would find me odd. Trough perhaps it's better to be odd and be who you are then being normal and being something you are not.”

“My, my young one, you are getting wise.” Mistica joked and licked Katrin's cheek. Who in return became bright red at the lick. Mistica squinted her eyes at the reaction, sniffing the air again to smell that odd scent a bit stronger now.

“I am sorry Katrin for asking but...” she did not finish, watching Katrin's eyes dart away in shame.

“Please, don't ask. Mistica, I know you don't feel shame like we humans do, but I am not a large dragon.” Katrin said, covering her head in her arms.

Mistica let out a long sign and nosed at her neck. “ __Katrin_ , I don't need to ask to know. I rather want to know, why torture yourself.”_

Katrin sighed. “I just don't want to talk about it, i should not feel this way. You are a dragon, You only see me as a friend for like two days. Thanks to me you lost the brass name plate to your father's farm. If i only didn't need you help all the damned time. But no, I can't fly, I can't fight. My only flighting training was a disaster and all the time my back hurts like hell.”

Mistica hummed and pushed her tail tip under Katrin's chin to raise it to look into her eyes. “Then don't talk bout it. But just remember that nothing matters then what you feel. I will not judge you, I can't judge you. both my parents ran away together to flee the concepts what they should or shouldn't they feel like. And here we are, feeling because we refuse to be what they tell us we should be. I should be a tame enslaved dragon, I refuse that. From everything i heard so far, you should get a husband and children. Yet here you are, sitting in the coils of a dragon. Away from civilisation.”

“But i had little choice!” Katrin protested.

“Ah. Then you blame me for all this? because I refused to be tamed?”

“No. that is not what I am saying, I just well. I don't know, I couldn't you be pressed into something cruel, the breeding grounds just sound humiliating”

“Then you made a choice, even if you don't feel like it. But you could have let me rot, you could have tried to break me too. Sure i would have hurt you, but no one would have blamed you. Instead you accept the blame, to choice to do what you think it is right. It's a strength to admire. There are many a dragon and human alike who rather go with the flow to stand what they think is right. If it's any help, I am proud of you that you managed to make that choice.”

Katrin averted her eyes, then she placed a small kiss on Mistica's snout. She could feel Katrin's emotions boiling within her trough the mental connection they shared. “ __Katrin_ , I really ought to teach you how to mentally restrain yourself when talking to a dragon.”_

“Oh I am sorry!” Katrin flustered

“Don't be sorry, It's nice to know someone feels that way about me.” She then closed in to flick her tongue across Katrin's lips. Who gotten redder then a tomato when Mistica did so. Mistica leaned into the lick and pressed her lips on Katrin's lips. Not caring that their size difference made such a kiss rather impractical.

“There” She hummed softly “While I can't give you much of the same feeling trough our mental communication, you have some confirmation to what you are hoping.”

Katrin just started at Mistica with her wide eyes and bright red face. She slowly opened her mouth to speak. “I hate you you big black scaled bunch of flirtatious scales."

“No you dont”

Katrin placed both her hands on Mistica's cheeks and pulled her face closer to her own. Pressing her lips on Mistica's lips yet again. Mistica returned the favour by opening her lips slightly and flicking her tongue at Katrin's lips. Unsure Katrin slowly opened her mouth to accept Mistica's tongue. It invaded her mouth and started to toy around with Katrin's tongue. Soon Katrin was panting and Mistica could hear her heartbeat beating like a bunch of galloping horses. Leaving Katrin panting when Mistica broke the kiss.

“No I don't” Katrin said between the pants for air. She felt hot against her scales, like she suddenly tried to match the fire inside of normal dragon's in heat. Effectively heating up the space under Mistica's wing.

“My my, aren't you my little space heater” Mistica joked in draconic. A joke she received a soft slap from Katrin for.

“I know a little bit of draconic now!” She protested to Mistica and laid herself fallen back to Mistica's flank. “And that...I don't know, I should not feel so alive after i just kissed a dragon. This must be my sleep deprived mind playing tricks on me.”

“Well if that is what managed to finally get you out of the shell, I am glad for it. I thought you would never break free.”

Katrin looked at Mistica with a small wrinkle in her nose. “How long have you had your suspicion.”

“ever since i shared my story about my mate with you. I could feel the warmth between your legs forming. But I did not know for sure until now.”

Katrin huffed softly and placed a hand against the crotch to feel it for herself. “Oh.” She suddenly said with a blush. “I am really warm up like that, I never noticed it myself.”

“Most of us do, even I warm up like that, despite me missing an ability to heat up.” Mistica nosed closer pressing her nose against her chest. Inhaling her delicate scent.

“You really love sniffing me right?” Katrin joked and rubbed her snout, not realising that it was the hand she just placed between her legs. Mistica's nostrils flared suddenly.

“Look who is flirtatious now!” She said indigent. “If you want something more, you just have to ask.”

“Me? What?” Katrin looked puzzled before realising what hand she pushed against Mistica's snout. “Oh” she softly said. Mistica returned by going slowly down between Katrin's lick and flush out her breath over her nether region.

“You can simply stop me, by asking me to stop, but Katrin, it has been a long time for both of us. Why not indulge ourselves a bit before sleeping.”

Katrin bit her lip, she couldn't deny her being excited for having some intimate time with another women again. But this, well this was further she had ever pushed herself before. “I am just not sure”

Mistica shifted her legs to spread them a bit. “Well, if you are curious, you can always explore me first. Whatever suits your test better.”

The noise of her legs drawn Katrin's gaze down to between Mistica's legs and she flushed. She could not look away and Mistica watched Katrin slowly crawl towards her legs and peak between them. Mistica could not see what Katrin was doing but soon she could feel Katrin's breath against her slit. She let out a long low rumble of pleasure.

“Mistica...that scent, is that you”

“That is me, Seems even your less sensitive nose can pick up my pheremones.”

“Well yes...It rather makes me dissy, its so strong. I just don't know...” She stopped herself and suddenly Mistica felt a warm tongue pressed against her slit. She gasped and pressed her snout against her own belly to avoid making to much noise and waking Lorkor. She did not fancy wanting to explain this all to a hatchling.

Katrin explored her slit more and more, pushing her tongue into her, now both her hands where massaging the outer lips of her vertical slit between her scales. Lost within the scent and flooding Mistica's mind with the numbed feeling she was feeling.

One hand broke away and started to undo some of her uniform. Mistica watched as a bludge formed along Katrin's uniform as her hand travled down her legs and pushed against her snatch. Mistica leaned forwards, then wedged her snout between her legs, receiving a startled eep from Katrin. Mistica wormed her tongue around and snaked it trough the opening Katrin had created for her own hand. pushing it past her hand and against Katrin's snatch. Tasting the slightly salty taste of her sweat combined with the most intimate taste of Katrin's juices.

“alright alright” Katrin hissed softly. "Just give me a moment.” She managed to break away from Mistica's own slit and started to slide her pieces of armour off. Stacking it in a neat pile to one side. Leaving her chest covered in armour but her bottom exposed to the dragoness.

Mistica dived in and pushed her snout against Katrin's slit. Inhaling her most intimate scent and getting familiar with her.

“I accept you in my tribe” she hummed softly before pushing her tongue against Katrin's slit. Making her softly moan. Mistica looked up from between her legs at her moan while she worked the surrounding of Katrin's slit. Showing her what an experienced dragon's tongue is capable off.

However Katrin's moans gotten to be quite loud, she had little choice but to put her tail tip in Katrin's mouth. Katrin's eyes widened but in her lust craved mind she softly suckled on it like she did to Mistica's tongues moments ago.

Mistica took it as invitation to push her tongue into Katrin's vagina and push it against the walls. Pulling all her tasteful juices from her core. She drank them up eagerly, opening her maw to gain more access and allow any of them to just drop into her awaiting maw. Katrin's hand came down to Mistica's head and pulled on her horns. Pushing her crotch into her maw, sitting with her rear just behind her teeth and riding Mistica's tongue in muffled moans of pleasure.

Mistica drove on, and deeper, coiling and uncoiling her tongue within her. Pushing deeper and deeper to find her pleasure points. Exploring her lover turned rider. Eventually Katrin could held no more and groaned out. Giving Mistica more of her juices when she contorted and climaxed, even managed to squirt against Mistica's maw.

Katrin laid down panting and with her crotched drenched in Mistica's drool and her own juices. She pulled Mistica's tail from her mouth to breath better. Mistica came in close and kissed Katrin deeply. Pushing her tongue into her maw and letting her taste some of her own juices. She moaned into the kiss. Looking at Mistica with tired and half slitted eye lids. Slowly she started to move to get back between Mistica's legs again.

“You don't have to” Mistica hummed, trough she had to admit to herself she really would like for Katrin to continue. Katrin did not say a single thing, instead she bent forever legs spread and with her face against Mistica's slit to service her vent. Mistica huffed and resulted in pushing her maw against Katrin's snatch again to muzzle her own grunts from becoming loud.

She could feel Katrin's tongue and soon her hand prodding her opening.

“Just push it inside!” She growled demandingly. “work me. claim your dragon”

Katrin did just that and pushed her whole hand into Mistica's vent. Making Mistica growl out in pleasure and cover her whole arm in juices. Mistica edged Katrin on by pressing her own tongue into her vent. giving her now over stimulated vent another service.

Katrin added another arm and now worked both her arms in and out of Mistica's vent, bringing Mistica to a much needed high. I did not take long after being locked up for so long for Katrin to work Mistica up and be coated by her release when the dragoness reached her high and climaxed herself.

Katrin, now coated with both Mistica's juices and scent fallen against her flank again and drifted off into a deep slumber. Mistica was not far behind and placed her had on her lap. Enjoying the scent under the tent that her wings formed. Now no one could deny her claim made up on her rider. She just hoped that Fera would accept her rider the same way she did.