{"sf1_id":21119,"sf2_id":"nJE7R4rm","title":"After the Rain","author":"Graeth","words":12790,"posted_at":"2007-03-25T01:30:00.000Z","tags":["Dragoness","Human","M/F","Masturbation","Oral","Vanilla"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/21119-after-the-rain","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nJE7R4rm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c1/02/c1025143-c1f2-4cfe-bfa2-d4f81e1d1a7b","description":"#1 of After the Rain\n\nA dragon is nearly killed in a storm, but is saved by a caring man","content":"_A/N: My first story here, trying adult writing out and hope to make it a full part of me. I really don't do short stories, I'm incapable of them; so this is the first chapter of a long storyline that I've been working on for a couple of months. Got chapters 2-4 written and want to see how this does before I post them. Please comment and vote._\n\n_EDIT: 2013-07-15: Upkeep of file after parts have gone missing through the years. Unfortunately the website keeps screwing up the formatting when I submit it. Everything appears to be there now. The document is available on my FA if the formatting gets too annoying._\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter the Rain\n\n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Jason took  \n  \n  \na deep breath as he sat on a fallen tree and reached for his canteen. He took a  \n  \n  \nlong swig and rested for minute before continuing his trek through the woods.  \n  \n  \nHe always loved hiking through the woods after a rainstorm; it always seemed to  \n  \n  \nrefresh the forest, bringing out the inherent wild aroma of the pine trees and  \n  \n  \nsoil. And yesterday had been a heavy and somewhat violent storm. One of the\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nworst in past couple of years. He looked at the sun through the trees, then at  \n  \n  \nhis watch. Almost midday, plenty of time until he had to head back to his home  \n  \n  \nand fly to his sister's wedding on the next day.   \n  \n\nThe year was 2065, \"Fly-In\"  \n  \n  \ncommunities were commonplace; especially out here in the Yukon Territory, one  \n  \n  \nof the last places on earth that was still sparsely populated. Jason lived in a  \n  \n  \ncommunity of around 150 people; mostly families with a couple medical personnel  \n  \n  \nand maintenance staff. He was of Asian descent, six foot three and around two  \n  \n  \ntwenty-ish with the standard black hair and brown myopic eyes. Twenty-nine  \n  \n  \nyears old and currently in the writer trade, he'd started off as an  \n  \n  \naeronautical engineer and had done that for five years until his writing career  \n  \n  \ntook off. He'd written a series of novels melding science fiction and fantasy  \n  \n  \ntogether, dragons and gryphons and stuff; and it had become fairly popular.  \n  \n  \nThen he'd bought a house in this remote location and had lived in peace for the  \n  \n  \npast 2 years.\n\n  \n  \n\nAn oddity caught his eye and\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbrought him out of his reverie. The canopy above him had a swath cut through it  \n  \n  \na couple of meters wide. The branches were broken all in one direction like  \n  \n  \nsomething had come barreling through. He walked up under where the path began  \n  \n  \nand ogled at it for a little; wondering what could have caused it. A meteor  \n  \n  \nwould set fire to the forest. Even with the heavy storm, there still would've  \n  \n  \nbeen at least some singeing on the trees. He walked among the damage, surveying  \n  \n  \nit and pondered it. He stumbled on a rock and kicked it out of the way into a  \n  \n  \npuddle, and that's when he froze.  \n  \n\nBlood. A lot of blood. It was mixed  \n  \n  \ninto the puddles that were plentiful along the forest floor, but there was  \n  \n  \nstill more than a lot of people usually see outside the body.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"What the hell?\" He whispered to  \n  \n  \nhimself as he walked to the blood puddles. 'Wolves' was his first thought, but  \n  \n  \nhe didn't see any footprints or any other sign of life and delved a little  \n  \n  \ndeeper. He saw a wide trough like gouge through the mud and followed it. He  \n  \n  \ncrossed a row of bushes and that's when he saw it. What 'it' was, he couldn't\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nfigure out at first. It was a dull yellow, sort of faded gold color, and was an  \n  \n  \nodd mass of organic shapes arranged at odd angles. The only thing he did  \n  \n  \nrecognize was the myriad of cuts and gashes that marred its surface and from  \n  \n  \nwhich blood oozed and crusted. It was definitely biological in nature; he  \n  \n  \nsurmised that much and he slowly approached its seemingly lifeless mass. He put  \n  \n  \nhis hand on it: as cold as stone. Probably been dead for at least the night.   \n  \n\nHe gave it a slight push and the  \n  \n  \ncreature rolled onto its back, the jumbled limbs falling into a more orderly  \n  \n  \nfashion. He jumped back, gasping in shock. The arms fell to their sides, same  \n  \n  \nwith the legs, a long tail the width of the body that tapered towards the end,  \n  \n  \nunraveled and laid limp; a long liberally lacerated neck that held an elongated  \n  \n  \nhead rolled back onto the ground, curving off to one side. He'd visualized it  \n  \n  \nin his head more than enough times to recognize it immediately: a dragon, with  \n  \n  \nhuman characteristics. The head had two horns that protruded from the well\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ndefined eye ridges. The left one was broken near the base while the right only  \n  \n  \nhad its tip snapped off. He stood, gawking at it, not sure what to do. Then its  \n  \n  \nhead moved, twitching slightly and the body gave a small spasm. It exhaled a  \n  \n  \npitifully weak sigh and labored to take shallow breathes.  \n  \n\n\"You're still alive!\" He whispered  \n  \n  \nurgently, still in shock, but his emergency 'First Response' training took over  \n  \n  \nand he went to work. He knelt down in the bloody pools and searched the long neck  \n  \n  \nfor a pulse; trying to get an image of how the creature's body was operating  \n  \n  \nunder the damage. He found a weak, highly erratic one on the side and undid his  \n  \n  \nbackpack. He pulled out his medicomp and clamped it onto the left wrist. He  \n  \n  \nthen went about cleaning and dressing the most serious wounds that he could  \n  \n  \nfind. The medicomp went into action and beeped as it activated and quietly did  \n  \n  \nits job.\n\n  \n  \n\nThe medicomp was an awesomely  \n  \n  \npowerful device, able to heal almost anything biological as long as there was  \n  \n  \nsufficient power to draw on to accelerate cell regeneration. Its first task was\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nto scan the genetic makeup of whatever it was attached to in order to arrive at  \n  \n  \na decision for the best course of treatment. Jason released the breath that  \n  \n  \nhe'd been holding as he watched the medicomp adjust flawlessly to the dragon's  \n  \n  \nphysiology and administer a sedative and begin the accelerated healing process.  \n  \n\nHe finished dressing the last of  \n  \n  \nthe major wounds and then pulled out the cot scaffolding that was part of his  \n  \n  \nbackpack and rummaged through the rest of it to see what else he could use. He  \n  \n  \npulled out the roll of duct tape that he always kept with him (MacGyver being  \n  \n  \nhis patron saint) and set about making a stretcher for the wounded creature. He  \n  \n  \nhad to get it back to his house fast. The field medicomp that was currently in  \n  \n  \nplace had a limited life and given the creature's battered state, the moment  \n  \n  \nthe battery went dead, the dragon would follow suit. The device was probably  \n  \n  \nonly keeping the vitals in check, not having enough power for much anything  \n  \n  \nelse. But at his home, and the same went for every building this day in age,\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nthere was a medicomp that was tied into the main power grid with a backup  \n  \n  \ngenerator and battery. He had to hurry.  \n  \n\nHe finished the stretcher and added  \n  \n  \nsome more duct tape to be sure it was as stable as it could be. Two long poles  \n  \n  \nand a tent cover to connect them and create a sling, extra pole length at one  \n  \n  \nend so it could be pulled behind a person with one end still on the ground, all  \n  \n  \nwrapped in grey tape. He carefully transferred the body from the cold, wet  \n  \n  \nground to the stretcher and neatly arranged it so no limbs would snag on  \n  \n  \npassing bushes. Checking to make sure none of the bandages had come undone, he  \n  \n  \nfelt the freezing arm as he crossed it over the other and got another idea. He  \n  \n  \nreached into the pile by his emptied out pack and got his sleeping bag. He  \n  \n  \nunzipped it and slipped it over the stretcher like a clamshell before making  \n  \n  \ntwo duct tape straps to hold it in place. Slipping on his lighter pack, he got  \n  \n  \nhis bearing before he picked up the handles and proceeded home at his fastest  \n  \n  \nstable speed.\n\n  \n\nHe was making record time back to\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nhis home. He did stop every now and again to catch his breath and check the  \n  \n  \nmedicomp battery and readout. When he saw the back of his house, he was glad  \n  \n  \nthat he lived on the cul de sac of the oval block and his backyard was the last  \n  \n  \npart of the developed zone. A quick scan of the area told him that the coast  \n  \n  \nwas clear and so he proceeded as quickly and stealthily as he could. He made to  \n  \n  \nhis backdoor and fumbled with the lock for a brief second before he entered,  \n  \n  \ndragging the litter behind him and shutting the door.   \n  \n\nHis home was a 'one and half story'  \n  \n  \nas they called it. A couple of storage rooms, a small bathroom and the door to the  \n  \n  \nhanger were on the ground level with the two doors that lead to the outside;  \n  \n  \nwhile the main living quarters were up a switchback set of stairs. He brought  \n  \n  \nthe litter to the stairs, a brief moment of calculation, and proceeded to drag  \n  \n  \nhis load up the stairs. The turn actually presented him with no trouble, for  \n  \n  \nwhich he was grateful, and he was soon up the stairs and in the living room\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwith little effort.  \n  \n\nThe main living quarters consisted  \n  \n  \nof large open area that served as the dining room and living area while the  \n  \n  \nkitchen was an adjoining semi-walled in room with a counter that connected to  \n  \n  \nthe living room. The bed room was on the opposite side of the kitchen,  \n  \n  \nquartered off from the main section by only a half wall, no door. There was a  \n  \n  \nbathroom up here as well, though significantly bigger than the downstairs one,  \n  \n  \na den that Jason used as another random storage room and another set of stairs  \n  \n  \nup to the roof.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe gently laid the litter down on  \n  \n  \nthe floor and unzipped the sleeping bag. He shuffled through the tattered cloth  \n  \n  \nremains and checked to see if any lacerations had gotten worse over the trip.  \n  \n  \nHaving been satisfied that all was well, he hefted up the dragon ever so  \n  \n  \ncarefully and took it to his bed. He set the bloody and muddy form down on the  \n  \n  \nbed from the left side, not caring how dirty the sheets got, and reached behind  \n  \n  \nhim for the house medicomp. Clamping it onto the dragon's right arm, he watched\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nas the monitor on the wall came to life and received an update from the field  \n  \n  \ndevice. The switch was made without complication and Jason took off the field  \n  \n  \nmedicomp and placed it in a charger mounted in the wall under the main med  \n  \n  \ncomp's monitor.   \n  \n\nHe looked up at the monitor as a  \n  \n  \nfull injury report came onto the screen. A see through model of the dragon was  \n  \n  \nin view and rotated as spots were highlighted and the injuries identified. He  \n  \n  \ngave an appreciative whistle.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You're one lucky fellah. Twenty  \n  \n  \nfour fractures, five bruised ribs, a field of bruises, seven torn ligaments,  \n  \n  \nserious internal bleeding, a concussion and a moderate case of hypothermia.\" He  \n  \n  \nturned his gaze back to the figure on the bed and the mud covered body. The  \n  \n  \ndragon's breathing had become deeper and more regular very soon after being  \n  \n  \nhooked up to the machine. He repositioned the dragon and folded the arms up and  \n  \n  \npulled the covers up over the arms. _No  \n  \n  \nsense in helping the hypothermia._  \n  \n   The machine estimated at least 23 more  \n  \n  \nhours until the creature would be in a state where it could regain\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nconsciousness. Jason went to wash his hands and any traces of his rescue.  \n\nAn'karra was in that oh so  \n  \n  \nenjoyable limbo stage between sleep and awake. The point where the mind is  \n  \n  \nbooting up, aware of only that you're awake, and nothing else. More senses came  \n  \n  \nonline as her brain forced her to wake up. A sizzling sound, clanking of  \n  \n  \ndishes, a warm surrounding and the pleasant smell accompanying the preparation  \n  \n  \nof food. She slowly wiggled her head and snuggled into the warmth and tried to  \n  \n  \ngo back to sleep.\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was then that her brain started  \n  \n  \nshouting warnings at her. How was she in a nice warm bed? The last thing that  \n  \n  \nshe could recall, she had just crested a low lying mountain range to get back  \n  \n  \nto the gate to her home. She'd ended up cresting the mountain and plunging  \n  \n  \ndirectly into the storm of the century. It came back to her in flashes,  \n  \n  \nincomplete fragments that her battered brain tried to organize--lightning, gale  \n  \n  \nwinds and rain. She opened her eyes and found some sort of card on a nightstand  \n  \n  \nnext to her head. Her eyes took a second to focus for her to read the printed\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwords:  \n\n_You're cordially invited to witness the_\n\n  \n  \n\n_blissful union between_\n\n  \n  \n\n_David Morrison and Stephanie Ong_\n\n  \n  \n\n_April 12, 2065_\n\n  \n  \n\n_5 O'clock San Clemins Church_\n\n  \n  \n\n_San Jose, CA_\n\n  \n  \n\n_(Google it)_\n\n  \n\nIn a smaller, hand written message:  \n  \n  \n'See you there little brother!' An'karra blinked. She was still on Earth, and  \n  \n  \nIN someone's home. _Not good,_ was her  \n  \n  \nimmediate response. She'd been seen by humans, she started to fret. Well, it  \n  \n  \nwas calm around her, no obvious signs of press or much of any activity. The  \n  \n  \nclock on the wall read 11:30 AM April 12, 2065 PST. Well, someone was getting  \n  \n  \nmarried today, she pieced together that much, and it was probably the sibling  \n  \n  \nof whoever's house this was. _No point in  \n  \n  \nbeing covert. I've got to get out of here._  \n  \n  She thought and started to get  \n  \n  \nup.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe quickly wished she hadn't. Half  \n  \n  \nway through sitting up the sedatives gave out and could no longer shield her  \n  \n  \nfrom the immense pain she was in and her mind became aware of the battered  \n  \n  \nstate of her body. She let out a loud, pain infused cry of anguish and fell  \n  \n  \nback down. She was in the process of trying to get back up again when a man\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ncame into the room from around the corner.  \n\n\"Easy there!\" he said as he rushed  \n  \n  \nto the dragon's side and cupped his arm behind the creature to help its ascent.  \n  \n  \nIt feebly put its arm against his chest and tried to push him away while trying  \n  \n  \npathetically to scramble to its feet. One glance at the frightened look in its  \n  \n  \neyes frantically whipping about, looking for other dangers, or maybe just a way  \n  \n  \nto escape; and he could feel the terror shoot to his core. \"It's okay! It's  \n  \n  \nokay! I'm not going to hurt you!\" he urged her. Whether it believed him or had  \n  \n  \njust exhausted itself, he didn't know, but it stopped its struggling for the  \n  \n  \nmost part. Unfortunately, the frightened look remained in the eyes. \"It's okay,  \n  \n  \nI'm a friend. I'm not going to hurt you,\" he said more calmly as he provided  \n  \n  \nsupport to keep the being upright; not even sure if it could understand a word  \n  \n  \nhe said. It was probably scared out of its wits. Probably no idea what had  \n  \n  \nhappened, injured and in unfamiliar surroundings--probably being discovered as  \n  \n  \nwell. \"You're safe here.\" He tried to say as convincingly as possible. \"No one\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nknows that you're here.\" It stopped struggling and with a great effort, looked  \n  \n  \nhim steadily in the eyes; trying to tell whether he was telling the truth or  \n  \n  \nnot. \"You're in my house. I live alone and no one saw me carry you in, I  \n  \n  \npromise.\" He said as genuinely as he could. \"I found you out in the forest and  \n  \n  \nin pretty bad shape. I was surprised that none of the scavengers had found you  \n  \n  \nwith all the blood and all. I brought you back here to heal you.\" He helped it  \n  \n  \nto the headboard when it started to rely more heavily on his support to stay  \n  \n  \nupright. It shivered noticeably and pulled the covers further up over a portion  \n  \n  \nof its neck. \"My name's Jason by the way. You don't have to tell me yours if  \n  \n  \nyou don't want to.\" It looked at him for a moment. He wasn't even sure if it  \n  \n  \ncould even speak, let alone his language. It took a moment, but it answered  \n  \n  \nseveral questions in one sentence.  \n  \n\n\"An'karra,\" a mellifluous--albeit  \n  \n  \nstrained and fatigued--feminine voice played out. \"An'karra Laraeth. Thank you.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, Miss Laraeth, you're welcome\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbut you're barely out of the woods, so please,\" he said ever so politely,  \n  \n  \ntaking a look at the monitor to check her condition. \"Try to take it easy or  \n  \n  \nyou'll do more damage to yourself and undo all the healing that's already been  \n  \n  \ndone.\" He fixed and rearranged the comforter over her legs and propped another  \n  \n  \npillow against the head board behind her. \"You're probably thirsty.\" He saw her  \n  \n  \nlick dry lips and could even see how parched her mouth looked in the dim light.  \n  \n  \n\"Healing takes a lot out of the body. Especially one that's as damaged as  \n  \n  \nyours. I'll be right back.\" He left the room for a moment and she took the time  \n  \n  \nto survey her surroundings. There was a balcony door on her left with thick  \n  \n  \ncurtains blocking the view into the house. In the far left corner was a shelf  \n  \n  \nwith a couple rows of books and some other miscellaneous objects that her eyes  \n  \n  \nwere to fatigued to identify from a range. A large, flat screen was opposite of  \n  \n  \nher and a couple of office chairs sat in the room. Several pictures on the  \n  \n  \nwalls kept the room from being sparkly decorated, but she couldn't see them  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nclearly in the low light. Jason then reentered; carry a heavily laden tray over  \n  \n  \nhis right shoulder and a small foldable table in the other hand.   \n  \n\n\"Do you feel up to eating  \n  \n  \nsomething? Your body needs the nutrients.\" He unfolded the tray next to her and  \n  \n  \nset the tray on it. The smell permeated the air and made its way up her  \n  \n  \nnostrils. The appetizing scent elicited a clearly audible rumbling from her  \n  \n  \nstomach. Her face took on a smirk of embarrassment. He just smiled  \n  \n  \nencouragingly back at her. \"I'll take that as a yes.\" With an air of great  \n  \n  \npractice, he deftly set the table next to the bed and easily slid the tray onto  \n  \n  \nit. \"I have no idea of your tastes, so put together a bunch of stuff. I hope  \n  \n  \nthere's something here that peaks your interest.\" He reached over to a dial on  \n  \n  \nthe wall and lightly increased the lighting before exiting briefly.\n\n  \n  \n\nAn'karra looked at the generously  \n  \n  \nstacked plates on the tray and could recognize almost all the items right off  \n  \n  \nthe bat for they were among her favorites from home as well as this planet. She\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nsaw steamed carrots next to a bowl of similarly cooked broccoli, a bowl of  \n  \n  \nmashed potatoes dashed with parsley accompanied a smaller gravy container next  \n  \n  \nto it, a _fresh_ baked loaf of bread, a  \n  \n  \ngrilled chicken breast, some kind of stew, a bowl of broth and a plate of some  \n  \n  \nsort of fried patties which she concluded was the target of her stomach's  \n  \n  \ninterest.  \n  \n\n\"I've also got an apple pie cooling  \n  \n  \non the stove if you feel the need for something sweet.\" Jason said, entering  \n  \n  \nthe room holding a large glass of water and a pitcher in the other hand.\"  \n  \n  \nAn'karra looked up at him, speechless for a moment; jaw hung open in awe.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I-I don't know what to say.\" She  \n  \n  \nstuttered. \"Thank you' just isn't enough. I already owe you my life and on top  \n  \n  \nof that, you prepare a feast that probably took you well over a day. I don't  \n  \n  \nknow how I can ever repay you.\" She was about to continue on being obsequious  \n  \n  \nwhen Jason pulled up a chair and sat down, setting the pitcher on the  \n  \n  \nnightstand.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, get something in your system  \n  \n  \nand recuperate. That'll be plenty enough for me.\" He held the glass out to her,\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nto see if she could manage to take a sip. He saw her face flash a grimace as  \n  \n  \nshe tried to lift her arm and scooted his chair closer. He slowly put a hand  \n  \n  \nunder her chin and brought the glass up to her lips. Her skin was cool to the  \n  \n  \ntouch, not nearly as freezing as before, but enough to make him question if  \n  \n  \ncold water was the best choice.   \n  \n\nHe threw that thought out of the  \n  \n  \nwindow as she drained the glass effortlessly. He pulled it away, careful not to  \n  \n  \ndribble any on her, and refilled the glass from the pitcher. She only took a  \n  \n  \nfew small gulps before she tipped him off that she was sated.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Better?\" He asked, topping off the  \n  \n  \nglass and putting down on the nightstand.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Much, thank you.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Wasn't too cold was it?\" He had to  \n  \n  \nask.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No, not at all; it's more  \n  \n  \nrefreshing that way.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Good,\" he picked up a knife and  \n  \n  \nfork, knowing full from his glass test that she was in no shape to feed  \n  \n  \nherself. \"So, what would you like to try first?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Oh, my,\" She stuttered. \"I don't  \n  \n  \nknow where to start. It all looks so wonderful.\" She took a moment to looks\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nthings over. \"I guess those, I've never seen anything like them before.\" She  \n  \n  \nreplied, nosing at the fried patties.  \n  \n\n\"Ah, country fried steak. One of my  \n  \n  \nfavorites and one of my specialties,\" He smiled as he cut off the end of one of  \n  \n  \nthe patties and held it within biting range. \"Careful, it's hot.\" She took the  \n  \n  \npiece in her mouth and her eyes lit up. Jason's smile widened and he continued  \n  \n  \nto cut off another piece.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I-,\" she said after she'd  \n  \n  \nswallowed the first bite. \"I'm going to need that recipe from you.\" He chuckled  \n  \n  \nand sliced off the second piece.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I can give you something close,  \n  \n  \nbut the rest of it's a family secret.\" She playfully frowned and pouted her  \n  \n  \nlips but smiled as he held another bite up for her.\n\n  \n\nHe spent a good majority of an hour  \n  \n  \nnursing her. Talking to her, she responding a little in between bites. He was  \n  \n  \njust brimming with questions, but did marvelously well in containing them. He  \n  \n  \npoked around a bit, but immediately changed the subject whenever she hesitated  \n  \n  \nto answer. She seemed very secretive about many things; understandable, given\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwhat she was. He got up once or twice to refill the pitcher and continued to  \n  \n  \nobey her fancies. It was halfway through the tray of food and well into the  \n  \n  \nthird pitcher when she began to blink her eyes in an attempt to rid herself of  \n  \n  \nthe sleepiness.   \n  \n\n\"Okay, I think that's enough. Your  \n  \n  \nbody needs more time to rest.\" He cleared up the tray and came back to help her  \n  \n  \nlie down and tuck her in.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No,\" she put a marginally stronger  \n  \n  \narm against him and started to protest. \"I'm very grateful for your help, more  \n  \n  \ngrateful than I can ever express; but I've overstayed my welcome.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Nonsense-,\" He started but she cut  \n  \n  \nhim off.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I'm well enough to move on my own.  \n  \n  \nI've imposed myself on you long enough. And besides, you have a wedding to get  \n  \n  \nto, and if memory serves me right, southern California is quite a ways from  \n  \n  \nAlaska.\" She giggled at his stunned face and pointed daintily at the card on  \n  \n  \nthe night stand.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Oh, heh.\" He said, playfully  \n  \n  \nsmacking his head. \"I was just wondering what excuse would be good enough to  \n  \n  \ntell my sister without giving you away. Thought you had read my mind or\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nsomething.\"  \n  \n\n\"Never without permission from the  \n  \n  \nindividual first.\" She said solemnly but cracked a slight smile at his  \n  \n  \ndumbfounded blank stare. \"I'm thankful for your kindness, but I've turned your  \n  \n  \nlife upside down long enough.\" She turned herself carefully and was in the  \n  \n  \nprocess of putting her feet on the floor when Jason walked up to her and  \n  \n  \nstarted to reverse the process.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Your bones have barely begun to  \n  \n  \nfuse. They're in no position to take any weight.\" She tried to resist him but  \n  \n  \nhe effortlessly and gently pushed her back down to bed and pulled the covers up  \n  \n  \nover her. \"You've got another two days of healing left to do, so you're not  \n  \n  \ngoing anywhere.\" She started to protest once more, but he could see that sleep  \n  \n  \nwas overtaking her quickly. \"Tell you what, we'll compromise. I'll go to avoid  \n  \n  \narousing suspicion and you stay here and heal up.\" She paused for a moment, the  \n  \n  \nnodded. \"I put the food in the fridge and when you next wake, sometime tomorrow  \n  \n  \nI think, you should be strong enough to limp around and heat something up.\" He\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ngot a pre-packed suitcase and a cane from the closet and got his keys out of  \n  \n  \nthe nightstand, setting the cane next to it. He grabbed her hand which was  \n  \n  \nhanging over the side of the bed and gave it a pat and she returned with a  \n  \n  \nslight squeeze. \"I should be back in two days, but if you're gone by then; it  \n  \n  \nwas an honor meeting you. You have no need to worry; I'll die before I tell  \n  \n  \nanyone you exist. Your secret is your secret.\" He laid her hand on top of her  \n  \n  \nchest and turned to pick up his suitcase.  \n  \n\n\"Are you okay with leaving me alone  \n  \n  \nin your house?\" He put on a flight jacket and picked up his suitcase.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Break, burn or steal whatever you  \n  \n  \nlike.\" He smiled for the next part. \"Just do it after you're fully healed.\" He  \n  \n  \nwas almost out the room when he stopped. \"Oh, the microwave is in the kitchen,  \n  \n  \nyou need to--,\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I know what it is and how to use  \n  \n  \nit;\" She managed a big smile, showing some teeth, \"go or you're going to be  \n  \n  \nlate. And,\" She said as he was turning towards the door, making him whip about  \n  \n  \nto face her again. \"Thank you, very much.\" He fired a smile back at her and a\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nquick salute before he went out. An'karra was asleep before Jason had even left  \n  \n  \nthe hanger.  \n\nJason checked into his hotel later  \n  \n  \nthat night, after the wedding and that was the only time he had to himself so  \n  \n  \nhe could think about the situation that had unfolded the past couple of days.  \n  \n  \nTomorrow his family was planning a day full of gatherings, meals and whatnot;  \n  \n  \nso the very earliest he could leave without raising suspicion would be the next  \n  \n  \nday after tomorrow. He climbed into bed and tried to get some sleep, even  \n  \n  \nthough he knew he wouldn't be able to.\n\n  \n\nAn'karra woke late the next morning  \n  \n  \nto a grumbling stomach, and began to move herself very carefully. She stretched  \n  \n  \nslowly, stopping whenever she felt the slightest protest from herself. She  \n  \n  \narched her back, popping the lazy--but functional--vertebrae back into operation.  \n  \n  \nShe sat up, legs over the edge and slowly ascended, gradually putting her  \n  \n  \nweight onto her legs. She went to the monitor on the wall to take a look at her  \n  \n  \ncondition. All the breaks had healed and disappeared. There was still some torn\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ntissue and bruising, but the concussion was gone and she came to the conclusion  \n  \n  \nthat she could move about. She found the washroom and freed herself from the  \n  \n  \ndirt and blood as much as possible; arms, face and the like. She avoided  \n  \n  \njumping into the shower, fearing that the medicomp might not react too well to  \n  \n  \nwater. She took a minute to find the best way to use the head and relieved  \n  \n  \nherself. Her stomach rumbled again and she limped across the living room to the  \n  \n  \nkitchen. She reheated some of the food from the previous day; which didn't  \n  \n  \ntaste quite as good as it did before, and limped back to the bedroom.   \n  \n\nShe hobbled over to the bookshelf  \n  \n  \nin the far corner and after a brief perusal, grabbed the first volume of  \n  \n  \nsomething. She got pulled in fast and spent the afternoon finishing it. It was  \n  \n  \ndifferent from the human literature she was used to seeing. It was much like  \n  \n  \nher world, dragons, gryphons, and various other sentient animals on a world;  \n  \n  \nexcept that they were at war with humans. There were similarities to her own\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nworld that surprised her and beckoned her to read on. She was finishing the  \n  \n  \nsecond novel late that night and preparing to get the third one started when  \n  \n  \nthe back flap caught her eye as she was closing the book. The author's picture  \n  \n  \nin black and white, but she easily recognized Jason's face.\u0026nbsp; _Huh._  \n  \n  \nShe felt herself flush with embarrassment.  \n  \n  \n_So that's why his mind was so jumbled,_  \n  \n   _he  \n  \n  \nmust be ecstatic to see me,_  \n  \n  she concluded. She'd been monitoring him during  \n  \n  \ntheir brief time together--not exactly reading his mind; more like just his  \n  \n  \nemotions--and was perplexed by her unclear reading of him. He'd been 'containing  \n  \n  \nhis curiosity', and most likely bursting at the seams with questions.  \n\nShe woke the next morning feeling  \n  \n  \nin tip top shape; well, at least compared to yesterday and certainly the day  \n  \n  \nbefore. She felt much like her old self. There was still some stiffness in her  \n  \n  \nmuscles but nothing too trifling. She was nearing the final quarter of the  \n  \n  \nthird book when a series of beeps from the medicomp on her wrist drew her\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nattention to it. There were a couple of slight clicks and it split open on one  \n  \n  \nside. She took the armlet off and watched the system go back into standby mode.  \n  \n  \nShe set the book on the nightstand, got up and stretched. She ran her hands  \n  \n  \nover her body and tattered remains of her clothes, physically checking herself  \n  \n  \nout. Her horn was still broken and that caused her to frown, it would be some  \n  \n  \ntime until that was regrown; but everything else appeared to be fine. She  \n  \n  \nhesitated for a moment. Her healing was done, should she leave? It didn't seem  \n  \n  \nright, let alone polite. He'd saved her life, sheltered and healed her. _I'll cook him dinner._ She declared in  \n  \n  \nher mind. He'd cooked her a meal, so she'd cook him one She'd try her best to  \n  \n  \nrepay him for his kindness.  \n  \n\nShe went to the kitchen and took  \n  \n  \nstock of what was in the fridge. She spied a rib roast buried a layer in and,  \n  \n  \nlicking her lips, pulled it out and planned to have ready for dinner. Jason was  \n  \n  \nsupposed to be coming back today and he probably wouldn't have been able\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nprobably be too tired to cook for himself, let alone two. She dressed it up and  \n  \n  \nstuck it in the oven, leaving it to slow roast over the next third of the day.  \n  \n  \nShe went back into the fridge to see what was in the crisper when she heard a  \n  \n  \nseries of beeps followed by some low whirring noise coming from the bedroom.  \n  \n\nShe walked in on the computer going  \n  \n  \nthrough a self scan and was about to head back to the kitchen when another  \n  \n  \nwindow popped up on the screen asking if it should repair some fragments. She  \n  \n  \nknew enough about human technology so she 'okay'ed it and the window shrunk to  \n  \n  \nreveal Jason's wallpaper; another dragon of course. It was a rain cloud filled  \n  \n  \nsky with one hole letting a ray of sunlight shine through and a dragon soaring  \n  \n  \nthrough it on the upper right. Quite a piece of artwork. She was attempting to  \n  \n  \nleave again when the cleaning program finished and brought up the folder that  \n  \n  \ncontained to repaired files.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe was amazed, to say the least.  \n  \n  \nThousands upon thousands of dragon pictures. She sat down and perused through\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nthem a little, giggling at the absurdity and outlandish characteristics of some  \n  \n  \nof them. She found a sub folder also labeled 'Dragon', opened it was even more  \n  \n  \nsurprised.  \n  \n\nPorn! A lot of porn, and mostly  \n  \n  \ndragons from what she saw, no humans. She felt herself blush, but didn't stop  \n  \n  \nlooking. All of varying quality, it reminded her of when she was younger, back  \n  \n  \nin her parent's home with her cache of naughty pictures. Except none of these  \n  \n  \nwere real of course; although some were incredibly detailed and talently  \n  \n  \ncrafted. She felt herself growing pleasantly warm as she continued exploring  \n  \n  \nJason's computer but was startled when a window from the text messaging program  \n  \n  \nappeared with the person on the other asking 'You're home already?!'. Without  \n  \n  \nhesitation, An'karra hit the switch and killed the computer.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe took a moment to calm down and  \n  \n  \nclear her mind before she got up to continue her tasks. She explored the house  \n  \n  \na bit and found a change of sheets which she used to swap out the bloody mud  \n  \n  \ncovered ones she'd made. She found a pair of shorts and a shirt folded on a\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nchair with a paper on it that read 'Ankarah' and giggled at the misspelling.  \n  \n  \nShe picked them up and headed into the bathroom.  \n  \n\nShe let the shower heat up as she  \n  \n  \npeeled the remnants of her clothes off and dropped them in the hamper. She  \n  \n  \nstepped under the water and relaxed, letting it flow over her body. She felt  \n  \n  \nthe tension in her drain with the water to the floor and out; the mud washed  \n  \n  \naway, taking the blood with it. She shuddered a little as she came to grips  \n  \n  \nwith her brush with death. Her hands were shaking and she found it near  \n  \n  \nimpossible to pick up the soap bar at the moment. She let out a loud, prolonged  \n  \n  \nsigh as she reviewed the last couple of days.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe hadn't died because she'd been  \n  \n  \nincredibly lucky to have stranger come across her battered form. A stranger  \n  \n  \nwhose first impulse was to help an injured creature he knew nothing about;  \n  \n  \nregardless if it was a danger to his own well being. A stranger who'd give the  \n  \n  \nshirt off his back if you asked him to, even if he knew nothing about you. A  \n  \n  \nstranger who was so selfless and packed the personality like the one that she\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwished she could find in a mate again some day; a kind, considerate and  \n  \n  \ncharming one. She finally found the serenity to grab the shampoo and lather up  \n  \n  \nher hair, rinsed and repeated to make sure she'd gotten all the muck out.\u0026nbsp; Satisfied that it had returned to its proper  \n  \n  \nshade of sunset gold, she proceeded to clean the rest of herself, enjoying the  \n  \n  \nhot water.  \n  \n\nShe inhaled sharply as her soapy  \n  \n  \nhands brushed over the lips of her sex. She'd begun to be so turned on while  \n  \n  \nexploring Jason's computer, her body hadn't quite settled back down. She  \n  \n  \nthought to herself, why not finish the job? How long had it been? Almost a  \n  \n  \nmonth now since her last release. _Far too  \n  \n  \nlong._  \n  \n  She thought as she leaned her back against the shower wall,  \n  \n  \ntransferring weight onto her tail. She rubbed her lips, inserting a finger  \n  \n  \nevery now and then, teasing herself. The head of the shower was angled so the  \n  \n  \nwater hit her stomach and coursed down through her crotch, adding to the  \n  \n  \npleasure. She grabbed the shampoo bottle again and started to rub it lengthwise\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nalong her slit, fantasizing that the finger grips were ridges on a male's cock.  \n  \n  \nShe leaned for a while, moderately teasing herself, enjoy it to its full  \n  \n  \nextent; one hand pumping the shampoo bottle, the other playing with her  \n  \n  \nnipples.   \n  \n\nHer breaths become more labored as  \n  \n  \nshe nears her climax and her actions speed up. She closed her eyes, myriads of  \n  \n  \nnaughty images flashing through her mind, some from Jason's computer; some from  \n  \n  \nher own experience. Her unconscious mind throws an image of Jason mating her  \n  \n  \nhard and she nearly slips as her eyes bolt open. Completely shocked by what her  \n  \n  \nmind had just showed her, but with her body so close to release, her instincts  \n  \n  \nare in control of her motor functions and she can't throw it from her mind;  \n  \n  \nrubbing even faster to the scene playing in her head, all the while furiously  \n  \n  \nblushing. She cries loudly, roaring proudly as she climaxes in the shower as  \n  \n  \nwell as in her fantasy. Jason cums a split moment after she started and they  \n  \n  \npull together in a kiss as he empties his load into her depths. Her juices\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nspray out, going in all directions. Some of it hits the shower walls, some  \n  \n  \nsplashes up on her face while a lot just flies through the air to the floor.  \n  \n\nAfter a while, she opens her eyes,  \n  \n  \nback in the shower, her breaths slowing and becoming more even. Maybe it was of  \n  \n  \nthe long time since her last climax, or the fantasy running through her head...possibly  \n  \n  \nboth; but she'd just had one of the most intense orgasms she's ever  \n  \n  \nexperienced. So intense in fact, that her claws had pierced the shampoo bottle  \n  \n  \nwhich was now oozing over her hand. She licks her lips, taking in her juices,  \n  \n  \nas she peels the bottle off her claws, smiling to herself, the after glow of  \n  \n  \ncontent filling her. She placed the bottle back on the shelf; she'd worry about  \n  \n  \nan explanation later, and resumed the process of tidying up.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe heard the door shut from the  \n  \n  \nfloor below and someone start walking up the stairs and hurried to finish  \n  \n  \nshowering.\n\n  \n\nJason walked up the stairs,  \n  \n  \ndragging his suitcase up behind him. Coming up to the second level, he set his  \n  \n  \ncase against the wall and went to the bedroom. He blinked a couple of times,\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nclearing the sleep from his eyes; jet lag and sleeplessness overtaking him.  \n  \n  \nShe'd changed the sheets and had made the bed; but she was no where in sight.  \n  \n  \nThe medicomp was back in its slot on the wall, the system was in standby. He  \n  \n  \nlet loose a sigh and his shoulders sagged. _Well,  \n  \n  \nit was still one hell of an experience._  \n  \n    \n  \n\nHe walked to the kitchen and saw  \n  \n  \nthe oven on. He looked in and saw the roast, looking above, he saw the time  \n  \n  \nleft; three hours. He stood up, and a sound filtered through to him. Walking  \n  \n  \naway from the kitchen and the exhaust fan, he heard falling water and the sound  \n  \n  \nof skin squeaking on the floor of the shower. He smiled to himself, she was  \n  \n  \njust taking shower. A happy sigh left him as he went back to the bedroom; three  \n  \n  \nhours was enough time for a nap.\n\n  \n\nJason stretched his arms above his  \n  \n  \nhead, trying to take in as much of the sun as possible; his fingers probing  \n  \n  \ninto the warm sand. He recognized this place; it was his and his alone. He must  \n  \n  \nbe asleep, that and during day dreaming were the only times that he came here.\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nIt was a beautiful beach with emerald and sapphire water serenely lapping at  \n  \n  \ngolden white sand and tropical scenery to match. This time, it was late  \n  \n  \nafternoon; still enough light to see clearly, but late enough for the sky  \n  \n  \noverhead to be exploding in a plethora of dazzling oranges and golds. He closed  \n  \n  \nhis eyes once more and a sigh of content escaped his lips.  \n  \n\nHe had always envisioned himself  \n  \n  \nalone of his beach, so he was surprised when he heard footsteps displacing the  \n  \n  \nsand and approaching him. He was temporarily blinded by the setting sun when he  \n  \n  \nturned his gaze on the approaching stranger and a shocked look overcame his  \n  \n  \nface when he recognized An'karra as the figure standing over him.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe was wearing what every fantasy  \n  \n  \ngirl wore on a dream beach: a white, two piece bathing suit that left very  \n  \n  \nlittle to the imagination. Her skin was smooth and unmarred; her horns curved  \n  \n  \nslightly over her head, unbroken and her wing sails were undamaged, opaque in  \n  \n  \nthe sunlight and refracting rays in all directions to give her a golden aura.\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nShe knelt down next to him, putting a finger to his lips to stifle anything  \n  \n  \nthat he could've uttered. Taking the finger down, she leaned forward and  \n  \n  \npressed her lips against his. A brief second of confusion was all that passed before  \n  \n  \nJason returned the kiss in earnest. She pushed him back onto the sand and they  \n  \n  \nspent several passionate moments playing host to each others' tongue.  \n  \n\nShe broke the kiss, sat up and  \n  \n  \nreaching behind her neck, eyes never breaking contact, undid the neck strap of  \n  \n  \nher top before removing it completely in a seductive fashion. Tossing it off to  \n  \n  \nthe side where it lay, forgotten; she straddled his legs and continued the  \n  \n  \nkissing. Without breaking contact again, she guided his hand to the strap on  \n  \n  \nher bikini and let him do the rest while she ran her hand down the front of his  \n  \n  \ntrunks, stroking his stiffening member from the outside. He tossed her cloth  \n  \n  \nwith the top and she stopped the kissing again, taking a moment to look deeply  \n  \n  \ninto his eyes before she slithered down his body, tantalizingly teasing every\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbit she passed with her tongue and fingers, stopping at his crotch.   \n  \n\nShe hooked a finger through the  \n  \n  \ndrawstring and pulled his trunks off with a little helpful movement from him.  \n  \n  \nHis member shot up proudly into the air as it escaped the confines of his  \n  \n  \ntrunks. She licked the tip delicately, eliciting a pleasure laden sigh from him  \n  \n  \nand she smiled at that. Seeing it pulse in unison with his heart and a bead of  \n  \n  \nprecum appear on the tip, told her that he had no tolerance for teasing and was  \n  \n  \nready and willing to jump ahead to the fun stuff. Without preamble she took the  \n  \n  \nwhole length into her muzzle and began to give Jason a trip to heaven. Her head  \n  \n  \nwas soon bobbing up and down at a feverish pace as Jason's hands stroked her  \n  \n  \nhead, running his hands through her hair and around her horn bases, scratching  \n  \n  \nher eye ridges.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Oh, An'karra...\" He moaned in  \n  \n  \necstasy.\n\n  \n  \n\nHis hands grabbed fistfuls of her  \n  \n  \nhair as she wrapped her fully prehensile tongue around his shaft and squeezed;  \n  \n  \nand he yelled as he came in her mouth. She drank of him with a greedy need and\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nsucked him dry, savoring the taste. Her head came back up to his and they  \n  \n  \nkissed, sharing her work and his joy between them.  \n  \n\nHe then deftly but gently rolled  \n  \n  \nher and with her onto her back so their roles were now reversed. She shifted  \n  \n  \nher wings into a comfortable position behind her and he gave her a loving smile  \n  \n  \nbefore he proceeded on his journey downward, giving the nipples some seconds  \n  \n  \nattention before she ushered him lower, wanting to skip straight to the good  \n  \n  \nstuff as well. She spread her legs open and straightened her tail below him,  \n  \n  \nusing the tip to play with his cock. He blew gently cross her slit; she  \n  \n  \nshivered at the sensation and gave him a look that urged him to continue.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe started at the bottom and did a  \n  \n  \nslow, deep lick to her clit. He wormed in one of his fingers, tongue  \n  \n  \ncontinuously teasing her button. She let out a moan and rubbed his head gently  \n  \n  \nas he continued his ministrations. He inserted a second finger and began to speed  \n  \n  \nup he pumping of his hand, speeding up his tongue's actions in tandem. Her\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbreathing quickened and he doubled his actions to give her the best he could.  \n  \n\nShe screamed his name as she  \n  \n  \nclamped onto the sand below her, her legs digging deeply into the surface as  \n  \n  \nshe climaxed. He continued pumping his fingers in and out of her snatch and  \n  \n  \ncontinued to lick feverishly as her sweet nectar flew into his face and mouth.  \n  \n  \nHer climax lasted a while and Jason dragged it out as long as he could; giving  \n  \n  \nher, her own due slice of heaven.\n\n  \n  \n\nHer orgasm subsided and she  \n  \n  \nbeckoned him up to her and proceeded to lick his face clean of her mess. He  \n  \n  \nmatched her actions with ardent kissing while he aligned his body with hers,  \n  \n  \nrubbing the tip of his member tantalizingly across her still extremely  \n  \n  \nsensitive slit. They pulled apart and looked lovingly at each other for a long  \n  \n  \nmoment. No words were said, none were needed, as An'karra put her hands on  \n  \n  \nJason's shoulders and gave him a look that implored him to continue. He lined  \n  \n  \nup with her slit and slowly entered her. He leaned his head against hers and  \n  \n  \nthey shared a joined exhale of exhilaration as he hilted himself in her hot\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ncenter. She laid her head back in pleasure and he attacked her neck with ardent  \n  \n  \nkisses, ranging from her shoulders all the way up to her lips. He paused,  \n  \n  \nletting them both enjoy the feeling before he continued.  \n  \n\nHe gained a rhythm and gradually  \n  \n  \nbegan to increase his pace; eventually ceasing his attack of kisses as they  \n  \n  \nlocked gazes once more. She was panting heavily, though no more so then he was,  \n  \n  \nand her legs locked around his waist. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly  \n  \n  \nas she began to climax, roaring with pleasure and sending Jason over the edge  \n  \n  \nwith her. Her essence squirted out of the action going on between them and  \n  \n  \nsoaked into the sand. Jason let out a yell of his own as he slammed into her as  \n  \n  \nfar as he could go and fired his seed into her silky depths, some leaking out  \n  \n  \nof their bond and dribbling down into the sand. He bent down and locked lips  \n  \n  \nwith her and they shared the kiss through their orgasms.\n\n  \n  \n\nEventually, seemingly long for the  \n  \n  \ntwo participants, their climaxes ended and their lips parted with their owners\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nlaboring for air. They embraced, his member still hilted inside of her, and  \n  \n  \nthey cuddled, wanting to share their afterglow of contentment as well. He  \n  \n  \nrolled onto his side and she curled up in him, her head against his chest. He  \n  \n  \nlooked down at her and she looked up at him.  \n  \n\n\"I love you.\" He declared, voice a  \n  \n  \nstrained whisper from heavy panting, but still infused with ardor and  \n  \n  \nhappiness. She looked at him with a smile, beautiful eyes looking deeply into  \n  \n  \nhim and opened her mouth--.\n\n  \n  \n\nAnd he was abruptly awake.\n\n  \n\nAn'karra dried herself with a towel  \n  \n  \nthat Jason had somehow provided for her in the scant seconds he'd had before he  \n  \n  \nleft and put on the shirt and shorts. She rinsed her dirty scraps in the shower  \n  \n  \nand hung them to dry, not sure what else to do with them. Maybe she could find  \n  \n  \nsome material to mend them; or ask Jason for some kind of replacement. She exited  \n  \n  \nthe bathroom and looked about for Jason. Hearing a low snoring, she went to the  \n  \n  \nbedroom to checkup on him.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe found him plum tuckered out and  \n  \n  \nfast asleep; curled up almost into a ball on his side in the bed. She untucked\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nthe comforter and was in the process of draping it over him when he stretched  \n  \n  \nout, changing position. He was still dressed for a formal occasion and his  \n  \n  \ndress pants did almost nothing to hide the raging erection that was occurring  \n  \n  \nunderneath. She blushes for the third time that day and continues to cover  \n  \n  \nJason up against the chill in the room. As her hands move down to arrange the  \n  \n  \ncomforter over his legs, she tempts fate and runs her hand along the fairly  \n  \n  \nwell sized bulge in Jason's pants. Her actions elicit a moan from Jason and a  \n  \n  \nbrief admission.  \n  \n\n\"Oh, An-,\" the rest is lost in  \n  \n  \nmumbles and snoring but An'karra is sure of what she heard. Maybe he was  \n  \n  \nfantasizing of her just as she was of him, or he could be involved with an  \n  \n  \nactual Anne of some sort and thinking of her. Going back to the many gigs of  \n  \n  \ndragon porn on his computer, she leans against the former. She blushes even  \n  \n  \nmore, thinking about the situation and a wide smile appears on her face. She  \n  \n  \ncould thank him in the way that only a lady knew how. He could've very well\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ndemanded it as payment for saving her life, but it wasn't even remotely in his  \n  \n  \npersonality; and she was of the firm belief that what she had seen in the hour  \n  \n  \nor so they'd spent together before he'd gone to the wedding was all that there  \n  \n  \nwas to see. The idea had obviously occurred to both of them, so why not act on  \n  \n  \nit? She gave the bulge another friendly pat before leaving the room.   \n\nJason awoke to the slight sound of  \n  \n  \nclanking dishes and sat up. He stretched and put on his glasses that he'd left  \n  \n  \non when he fell asleep and that had fallen to the floor. He finger combed his  \n  \n  \nhair and stood up, heading into the living room.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, hello there; welcome back.\"  \n  \n  \nAn'karra cheerfully greeted him from across the room where she was setting the  \n  \n  \ndinning table. Her voice had healed as well and was now as fluidic, sweet and  \n  \n  \nsoothing as a harp made out of honey. It also had a twinge of an accent on it,  \n  \n  \nalmost of a British nature. She was wearing the dark blue shirt and gray shorts  \n  \n  \nthat he'd allocated for her and she looked beautiful in the light coming from\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nabove the table. Her broken horn did nothing to dampen her attractiveness to  \n  \n  \nJason. The shirt looked a little on the snug side and he could now see her  \n  \n  \nbreasts create a shadow against the light. Having been so preoccupied with her  \n  \n  \nlife, he'd not noticed them before; he felt proud of that. But now, since the  \n  \n  \ndream, he began to look at her like he'd fantasized so often before.  \n  \n  \nRemembering that she could read minds, he quickly shifted his thoughts  \n  \n  \nelsewhere. \"Get enough sleep? I didn't wake you did I?\"  \n  \n\n\"No, no, no,\" he hastily denied,  \n  \n  \n\"Internal clock went off.\" He paused, at a loss for words. \"Wha- what is all  \n  \n  \nthis? You're _my_ guest; _I_ should be cooking for _you.\"_ He added a smile to take out any  \n  \n  \nunintentional sting that may have been received.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, this is the only thing that  \n  \n  \nI could come up with that could slightly show my gratitude.\" She returned the  \n  \n  \nsmile. _Until recently that is._ She  \n  \n  \nadded in afterthought. \"I guessed that you'd be too tired from your traveling  \n  \n  \nand sleepless nights to cook for yourself, let alone two. Looks like I guessed\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nright. You have the best timing of anyone I've ever met. First, you find me on  \n  \n  \nmy way 'out the door'. Then, you wake up right as I'm about to go wake you up  \n  \n  \nfor dinner.\" She smiled at him and he returned it.   \n  \n\n\"What can I say, innate sense of  \n  \n  \ntiming? Sixth sense?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Whatever it is, I'm grateful for  \n  \n  \nit. Now go get washed up and come sit down.\"\n\n  \n  \n\nJason obeyed and walked into the  \n  \n  \nwashroom to tidy himself up a bit. He was about to leave when he noticed the  \n  \n  \ntrail of shampoo leading from the ledge in the shower to the drain. He picked  \n  \n  \nup the punctured bottle, looked it over a brief second before throwing it in  \n  \n  \nthe garbage, it having drained the rest of the way.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You know,\" he said jokingly  \n  \n  \nwalking back into the dining room, \"you don't have to squeeze those shampoo  \n  \n  \nbottles so hard to get them to open.\" She stiffened for the briefest of  \n  \n  \nmoments, quick wit coming to her aid.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I heard a door slam, scarred me  \n  \n  \nhalf to death before I remembered you live here.\" She replied. \"I'm sorry; I'll  \n  \n  \nfind a way to replace it.\" He nonchalantly walked to a cabinet filled with some\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nwines.  \n  \n\n\"That's not necessary, you're my  \n  \n  \nguest; plus I told you that you could break anything you wanted to.\" He threw  \n  \n  \nher a smile over his shoulder. \"Do you like wine? I've got some that I've been  \n  \n  \nsaving for a special occasion that I'd like to share.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I'd be delighted.\" She replied,  \n  \n  \nsupplying glasses from the cupboard.\n\n  \n\nThe meal was spectacular, more so  \n  \n  \nfor him than her. She was saving her good time for later; he was flying at the  \n  \n  \nopportunity to just share a meal with her; above the superb quality of the  \n  \n  \nfood.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I got to read your books by the  \n  \n  \nway.\" She said while he refilled her water glass.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Really. What did you think?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I liked them,\" she said earnestly.  \n  \n  \n\"It bares some similarities to my own world.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Like what; if you don't mind my  \n  \n  \nasking. I know you want to remain secretive and won't be offended if you don't  \n  \n  \nwant to talk to a human.\" She smiled back at him across the table.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Actually, there are humans where I  \n  \n  \ncome from as well.\" His eyes went wide as he sat back down in his chair and she  \n  \n  \nsmiled before she continued. \"I'm still going to hold you to your oath of\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nsilence to the death from before.\" He gave a silent nod and she continued to  \n  \n  \nfill him in on her world; the history, the different species, the culture. The  \n  \n  \ntalk went on for an hour or so after the sun had set. Jason was allowed to vent  \n  \n  \nmany of his questions and he just fired away at An'karra; who answered everyone  \n  \n  \nin turn. Another storm had brewed up about the town and it started to rain  \n  \n  \nheavily as the sun set.  \n\nJason eventually got up to take  \n  \n  \ncare of the leftovers and dishes. An'karra tried to get up to help, but Jason  \n  \n  \nput his hand up in protest.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Please, you've done enough. I can  \n  \n  \nhandle it.\" She sat back down, not wanting to start an argument and continued  \n  \n  \nto talk to entertain him while he worked. \"So you were saying, Earth is  \n  \n  \nactually a vacation spot?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Half and half actually. Some come  \n  \n  \nfor a vacation while there are others whose jobs are to 'keep tabs' on your  \n  \n  \nkind as it were.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"So what was the purpose of your  \n  \n  \ntrip: business or pleasure?\" he chuckled.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"A little business, take a look at  \n  \n  \nworld events and stuff; but mostly pleasure, enjoy the countryside.\" _Pleasure indeed..._she chuckled to herself.\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n\"Except for that nasty getting-caught-in-the-storm-of-the-century stuff.\"  \n  \n\n\"Yeah, they like to hide in the  \n  \n  \nmountains up here.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Tell me about it. I had just  \n  \n  \ncrested one of those mid range mountains north of here when a gust hit me from  \n  \n  \nthe north and pushed me straight into that storm the nearly killed me. I'm so  \n  \n  \ngrateful that you found me when you did.\" He looked at her over his shoulder,  \n  \n  \nthere gazes locking.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You don't need to thank me, I was  \n  \n  \njust doing what needed to be done. I'm sure that if our roles were reversed,  \n  \n  \nyou're the kind that would do the same thing.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, you certainly gave me  \n  \n  \nsomething to think about. I thought that this entire planet had gone selfish  \n  \n  \nand if anyone had found me, they would've finished me off and my body would've  \n  \n  \nbeen in a government laboratory or paraded on the news in less than a day.\"  \n  \n  \nJason sighed at that comment.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Sad thing is that that's all too  \n  \n  \ntrue. Most people on this planet would do that for the money if not the fame.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"But there are some who are better  \n  \n  \nthan that, I know there are. You're not like that, and I'm sure that you're not\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nalone.\" She urged.  \n  \n\n\"Thank you. I guess we're both  \n  \n  \nlucky that it was I that found you then. I get to find out that fantasy is  \n  \n  \nreality and you didn't end up on some dissection table and get to go home.\" He  \n  \n  \nlet out a barely audible sigh as he finished rinsing the last of the dishes. \"I  \n  \n  \nsuppose that you'll be heading home tomorrow then.\" His head sagged and the  \n  \n  \nsadness was in no way hidden in his tone. \"Being fully healed and all.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well,\" she said getting up and  \n  \n  \nwalking over to him. \"I am overdue on my return.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Don't tell me you're leaving  \n  \n  \ntonight, I won't have it. You're likely to get into more trouble if you go out  \n  \n  \nin that. You can leave in the morning when it passes.\" He started to get very  \n  \n  \ndefensive about her well being.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Okay,\" she attempted to soothe  \n  \n  \nhim. \"I promise no cavorting around in the pitch black thunderstorm outside.\"  \n  \n  \nShe chuckled and he smiled at her. Everything abruptly went silent and dark as  \n  \n  \nthe power went out.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Oh bloody hell piss up a tree.\"  \n  \n  \nJason spat out and An'karra laughed at his oath.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"So much for not cavorting around\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nin the dark.\" She chided as he got a flashlight out of the cupboard. He  \n  \n  \nswitched it on and the light immediately began to dim.  \n  \n\n\"Oh man, you gotta be frakking  \n  \n  \nkidding me.\" He cried with exaggerated exasperation. \"I'm sorry, I'm going to  \n  \n  \ngo look for some candles, best not move.\" He took the fading light and went to  \n  \n  \none of the storage rooms. \"The power rarely ever goes out, that's why I've  \n  \n  \nnever changed the battery in this flashlight.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You only have one in your entire  \n  \n  \nhouse?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, no,\" he yelled from the  \n  \n  \nother room. \"Chances are that all the others are as equally as dead as this one  \n  \n  \nis. Here we go.\" He came back into the living room with a box full of three  \n  \n  \ndozen or so assorted candles and set them on the table. He pulled one out and  \n  \n  \nfumbled around for a lighter in his pockets. Finding none, forgetting that he  \n  \n  \nnever smoked, he went to his nightstand and got his old one that he had for  \n  \n  \nemergencies. He'd seen 'Aliens' and knew Zippos could save lives. \"Oh mighty  \n  \n  \nZippo, hallowed is thy name, please save us.\" He chanted with as much solemnity\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nas he could muster; his face mouth cracking a grin and ruining it all. An'karra  \n  \n  \nlaughed and applauded as the lighter ignited on the first strike. He lit one  \n  \n  \nand set it one the table and continued to light more as she took some out of  \n  \n  \nthe box and chain lit them off the first one.  \n\n\"Well, that was interesting; where  \n  \n  \nwere we?\" She asked as she took her glass of wine and sat down on the sofa in  \n  \n  \nthe living room; Jason following suit. The entire room was festooned with  \n  \n  \ncandles, a real romantic atmosphere had settled in. All the better for  \n  \n  \nAn'karra.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Talking about you not leaving  \n  \n  \nuntil morning. Don't tell me you're leaving tonight, I won't have it.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, okay, what do we do in the  \n  \n  \nmean time?\" she asked, not insinuating anything just yet.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well,\" he mused. \"You're  \n  \n  \ntelepathic-\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Right?\" She nodded.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"And didn't you say that people on  \n  \n  \nyour world see learning other peoples' lives is like an honor of some sort.\"  \n  \n  \nAnother nod. \"Well, you read my books, so I guess you can read my mind then.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Really?\" she asked surprised.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Really. Consider it a 'going away'\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \npresent of sorts.\" He smiled at her.  \n  \n\n\"You're sure?\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Yeah I'm sure. As long as it  \n  \n  \ndoesn't hurt or mame me in some way.\" He added hastily.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No, nothing even close to that.  \n  \n  \nIt's just that it's really, important to have the full cooperation of the one  \n  \n  \nbeing read. Not everyone can do reading, so there's a strict code for us that  \n  \n  \ncan.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Well, you have my full  \n  \n  \ncooperation.\" She took another sip of wine before she set the glass down and  \n  \n  \nfaced him, motioning for him to do the same. They scooted closer, sitting a  \n  \n  \nmere hand span apart, knees slightly knocking into each other.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Gimme your hands.\" She took his  \n  \n  \nhands in hers and leaned her head forward. \"Now, lean your head against mine  \n  \n  \nand try to empty your mind, think of nothing.\" He attempted his best to do what  \n  \n  \nshe asked as she continued to give soothing directions. \"Relax, let your mind  \n  \n  \nempty, close your eyes...and watch.\" He closed his eye and suddenly, there was a  \n  \n  \nbright flash in his mind's eye and then, memories.\n\n  \n  \n\nHis life began to replay for him.  \n  \n  \nHe didn't consciously remember every moment, but he remembered it as it came up\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nand passed; forgetting it again as it receded into his long term memory. His  \n  \n  \nchildhood, early school, high school years, friends, holidays, gatherings,  \n  \n  \ncollege, his work life, his family. The recent wedding, birthday parties,  \n  \n  \nmeetings with friends and then his discovery of An'karra. It definitely didn't  \n  \n  \nsurface in order, but he knew it all. His imagination surfaced, his stories,  \n  \n  \nthe ones he hadn't written...his inner most thoughts. He'd imagined himself as a  \n  \n  \ndragon, a bronze orangish one, and had had many dreams of it. His stories were  \n  \n  \nbased off those dreams. He'd also had a mate as a dragon, another dragon; a  \n  \n  \ngolden one. His fantasies came about now, his mate and him, in a bedroom in the  \n  \n  \nmiddle of passionate lovemaking. He was still in contact with his body and he  \n  \n  \nfelt himself start to become aroused be these memories. He squirmed a bit,  \n  \n  \nstarting to think that this wasn't such a good idea. The image shifted to the  \n  \n  \nfantasy of An'karra on the beach with him and he felt his face swell to three  \n  \n  \ntimes its size as he blushed; really starting to believe that this was a really  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbad idea. The image shifted again, more random events. The dinner with her  \n  \n  \nsitting opposite of him was the last thing that he saw before the link was  \n  \n  \nended and he was back in control of his body and mind.  \n  \n\nHe opened his eyes and tilted his  \n  \n  \nhead up, coming face with face with An'karra and her stare. His face was as red  \n  \n  \nas a tomato and he was about to try to explain himself when she started to move  \n  \n  \ncloser to him. He finally took notice of the look in her eyes and found her  \n  \n  \nstare to be one of longing; of desire and not of anger nor anything else. She  \n  \n  \nmade contact, pressing her lips against his, stunning him and stifling any  \n  \n  \naction other than two; acceptance or rejection. She had her lips against his  \n  \n  \nand was starting to second guess herself, getting worried when he didn't  \n  \n  \nreciprocate. Had she gone wrong? Should she not have done this? Too soon? _Oh gods, what have I done?_\u0026nbsp; Maybe she should bolt down the stairs and out  \n  \n  \ninto the night.\n\n  \n  \n\nHer thoughts were quelled when  \n  \n  \nJason leaned into her and returned the kiss with ardor.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTheir lips mingled for several  \n  \n  \nminutes, hands moved to caress each others' head, neck and shoulders. The lock  \n  \n  \nwas finally broken; they separated, gasping for air. Pausing for a second,  \n  \n  \nlooking into each other; An'karra then began to advance, kissing him and gently  \n  \n  \npushing Jason's back against the couch and taking position on top of him; her  \n  \n  \nhand wriggling its way up his shirt to knead his chest. His hands explored her  \n  \n  \nback, massaging her back muscles, exploring the wing membrane and wing joints.  \n  \n  \nShe leaned close to him, licking his neck, inhaling his scent before gliding up  \n  \n  \nto his ear.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"It's time that I _really_ thank you for saving me.\" She  \n  \n  \nsaid in the most seductive whisper. Jason was shocked still for a moment, then  \n  \n  \nbroke away from her, taking her hand out of his shirt; she sat up off him,  \n  \n  \ndumbfounded as to what was going on. A befuddled 'merp' sound was all she could  \n  \n  \nmanage.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"You don't owe me anything,\" he  \n  \n  \nstated facing away from her, \"I told you that.\" A touch of anger seeped into  \n  \n  \nhis voice. He finished straightening himself out, and just sat there, not\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nlooking at her. She dared to touch his shoulder and started to reach for it.  \n  \n  \n\"If that's the reason why you're doing this, please stop.\" He looked at her as  \n  \n  \nshe touched his shoulder.   \n  \n\n\"Jason...\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"I don't do 'one nighters'.\" He  \n  \n  \nlooked at her, disappointment and hurt filling his face. He started to get up.  \n  \n  \n\"I'm...I'm a long haul kind of guy.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Wait.\" She blurted out. \"Wait,  \n  \n  \nplease. I've been thinking about you nonstop these past few days.\" She spat out  \n  \n  \nrapidly, causing him to pause and look at her. \"I...I feel something for you,  \n  \n  \nsomething very strong. I want you; I can't get you out of my head.\" She took  \n  \n  \nher hand off his shoulder and grabbed his hands in hers. \"I don't know if its  \n  \n  \nlove or not, but I would really, really, _really,_  \nlike to find out.\" A fearful expression accompanied that message and made  \n  \n  \nJason look at her with thought. \"I was hoping that we could give it a chance.\"  \n  \n  \nShe smiled slightly for the next bit, \"Sounds silly, I know. But I know that  \n  \n  \nyou've thought about me in that way.\" His face blushed once more and he\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nattempted to hide it, looking slightly away from her. \"I know you've been  \n  \n  \nthinking about it for some time...I saw the pictures on your computer.\" He  \n  \n  \nflashed her a brief surprised glance before looking away ashamedly.  \n  \n\n\"You probably think I'm a pervert.\"  \n  \n  \nHe muttered ashamedly, still not looking at her.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"No, not at all; you're just a  \n  \n  \nhuman with different interests. A pervert would've molested or raped me when he  \n  \n  \nfound me; or worse. Not cared for me and healed me like you.\" She turned his  \n  \n  \nhead to face her. \"For which I am eternally grateful. Forgetting the  \n  \n  \ncompensation angle, I've been thinking about you in that way as well.\" She sent  \n  \n  \nhim her memory from her climax in the shower, and the thought of him in her  \n  \n  \nmind that accompanied it. He stared at her, absorbing what she'd sent him. She  \n  \n  \ntook another chance and leaned into him, locking lips once more. He returned  \n  \n  \nthe expression much quicker this time. She broke the kiss once more and,  \n  \n  \nsmiling, she rose, extending her hand towards him. He took it and she led him  \n  \n  \nto the bedroom where she'd already managed to sneak some candles into.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nKissing some more, she wormed her  \n  \n  \nhands back into his shirt and resumed massaging his chest. He kept his hands  \n  \n  \nnear her shoulders, massaging the wing bases as she started to unbutton his  \n  \n  \nshirt. He was fit enough, not a body builder sporting 12 inch guns or a six  \n  \n  \npack, but he wasn't a slouch either. Flinging the shirt aside, she slowly  \n  \n  \nguided him down to the edge of the bed and bade him to sit down. She leaned him  \n  \n  \nback and made her way down his body, determined to play out his fantasy.  \n  \n  \nLicking his chest and nipples briefly, she sat up on the edge of the bed; he  \n  \n  \npropped himself on his elbows to watch her actions, eyes never breaking  \n  \n  \ncontact. She pulled her shirt up and off, pulling her wings out of the two  \n  \n  \nholes she'd torn for them; all in such a seductive matter. Jason couldn't take  \n  \n  \nhis eyes off her form, not feeling so shy about where his gaze hit now.\n\n  \n  \n\nHer breasts were magnificent, a  \n  \n  \nperfect creamy yellow in the candlelight that blended seamlessly with her  \n  \n  \nstomach. They were perfect, a dark little erect nipple on each one, pert, not\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ntoo large to get in the way, but enough mass to give her the perfect feminine figure.  \n  \n  \nShe had the body of a runner, just the way he imagined. Her stomach was the  \n  \n  \nsame smooth creamy texture as her palms that he'd felt. No scars or lacerations  \n  \n  \nremained, giving her the look of being chiseled out of orange marble. Her  \n  \n  \nshorts still hid her great treasure from view.  \n  \n\nTossing the shirt off to the side  \n  \n  \nwhere it lay, forgotten; she straddled his legs and continued kissing, not  \n  \n  \nkeeping it confined to just his head, but his neck, ears, shoulders and chest  \n  \n  \nas well. She ran her hand down the front of his pants, stroking his stiffening  \n  \n  \nmember from the outside. He gave a passionate return, enjoying her silky,  \n  \n  \nflawless hide and enjoying her sweet intoxicating scent. They were enthralled  \n  \n  \nlike this for an eternity before she paused again, taking a moment to look  \n  \n  \ndeeply into his eyes before she slithered down his body, tantalizingly teasing  \n  \n  \nevery bit she passed with her tongue and fingers, stopping at his crotch.\n\n  \n  \n\nShe undid the button and slowly,\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nagonizingly slowly, undid the zipper. Peeling his pants off of him, she smiled  \n  \n  \nat him as his boxers tented after being release from the confining pants. She  \n  \n  \nhooked a finger through the elastic band and pulled his trunks off with a  \n  \n  \nlittle helpful shifting from him. His member shot up into the air as it escaped  \n  \n  \nits prison. She licked the tip delicately, causing him to flinch and sigh in  \n  \n  \npleasure. Then, without further warning, she took the whole length into her maw  \n  \n  \nand began to give Jason the trip to heaven he'd dreamed of. Her head bobbed up  \n  \n  \nand down at a feverish pace as Jason's hands stroked her head; running his  \n  \n  \nhands through her hair and around her horns, ignoring the break and focusing on  \n  \n  \nthe sensitive bases, scratching her eye ridges. She used one hand to pump his  \n  \n  \nshaft, the other to massage and tease his balls. She ended up giving in to her  \n  \n  \ndarker side and brought him to the edge several times, only to back down and  \n  \n  \nsmile impishly at him.  \n  \n\nShe finally went in for her final  \n  \n  \napproach and was sucking and bobbing feverishly on his shaft as she took one\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nher slickened fingers and wormed it between his butt cheeks inserted it in his  \n  \n  \nhole up past the second knuckle. He gave an odd cry of pleasureful protest as  \n  \n  \nshe pumped her finger in and out of his hole and sucked him off the edge.  \n  \n\n\"Oh god, An'karra...uhh,\" he grunted;  \n  \n  \nhis hands grabbed fistfuls of her hair as she wrapped her fully prehensile  \n  \n  \ntongue around his shaft and squeezed; and he yelled as he came in her mouth.  \n  \n  \nThe hot fluid splashed in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and  \n  \n  \ndripping on her tongue. She drank of him with the greedy need she'd seen in his  \n  \n  \nfantasy and sucked him dry, savoring the taste. Her head came back up to his  \n  \n  \nand they kissed; sharing the taste between them.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe came to realize her plan and  \n  \n  \nquickly jumped to fill his role in it. Deftly but gently rolling her onto her  \n  \n  \nback so their roles were now reversed. She shifted her wings into a comfortable  \n  \n  \nposition behind her and he gave her a loving smile before he proceeded on his  \n  \n  \njourney downward, giving the nipples some attention before she pushed him\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nlower, wanting him to give his attention to her most needy spot. She spread her  \n  \n  \nlegs open and straightened her tail below him, using the tip to play with his  \n  \n  \ncock and keep him hard. He arrived at he slit and gazed at it for a moment.  \n  \n  \nEven I the low candlelight, it was easy to see her eagerness as it permeated  \n  \n  \nthe cloth of the shorts, seeping from her fold and oozed down her tail and to  \n  \n  \neither side. He inhaled deeply of the sweet scent, its smell immediately taking  \n  \n  \nover his mind and arousing him further. He grabbed the legs and slowly pulled  \n  \n  \nthem down, exposing her sex to the air and tossed them in the general direction  \n  \n  \nof every other discarded article. The smell was intensified, his arousal  \n  \n  \nheightened. He blew gently cross her slit; she shivered at the sensation and  \n  \n  \ngave him a look that urged him to continue.  \n  \n\nHe started at the bottom and did a  \n  \n  \nslow, deep lick to her clit. He probed it with his tongue for several moments,  \n  \n  \nsampling her juices. They were truly of a sweet nature, not the acidic human  \n  \n  \nvariety. He then wormed in one of his fingers, tongue continuously teasing her\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nbutton. She let out a moan and rubbed his head gently as he continued his  \n  \n  \nministrations. He inserted a second finger and began to speed up he pumping of  \n  \n  \nhis hand, speeding up his tongue's actions in tandem. Her breathing quickened  \n  \n  \nand he doubled his actions to give her the best he could.  \n  \n\n\"Oh Jason...yes,\" she hissed as he  \n  \n  \nsped up. He changed his angle several times to find which spot gave the most  \n  \n  \nresponse. She gave a mild spasm, \"Oh yes, just like that.\" He stopped searching  \n  \n  \nand began to really attack the area that she wanted, causing her to throw her  \n  \n  \nhead in various directions as she tried to hold on under his barrage of tongue  \n  \n  \nlashings.\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n\"OH GODS JASON!\" She screamed his  \n  \n  \nname and roared as she clamped onto the bed sheets, her legs pressing strongly  \n  \n  \nagainst the bed and arching her back high into the air, pushing her sex against  \n  \n  \nJason's face, taking his tongue in as deeply as it could go. He continued  \n  \n  \npumping his fingers in and out of her snatch and continued to lick feverishly,  \n  \n  \neven inserting his own finger into her tail hole. A torrent of sweet nectar\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nflew into his mouth and splashed over his face and her nether regions. Her  \n  \n  \nclimax seemed to last for an entire season and Jason dragged it out as long as  \n  \n  \nhe could; continuously licking and probing her holes, giving her, her own slice  \n  \n  \nof ecstasy.  \n  \n\nHer orgasm eventually subsided and  \n  \n  \nhe began to lick up the remnant streams, most had trailed down and soaked into  \n  \n  \nthe sheet and floor. She beckoned him up to her with the motion of one finger  \n  \n  \nand proceeded to lick his face clean of her mess. He matched her actions with  \n  \n  \nardent kissing while he aligned his body with hers, rubbing the tip of his  \n  \n  \nmember tantalizingly across her still extremely sensitive slit. They pulled  \n  \n  \napart and looked lovingly at each other for a long moment. No words were said,  \n  \n  \nnone were needed; it was as Jason had imagined it, only more beautiful.  \n  \n  \nAn'karra looked up at him, a deep yearning in her eyes; the candlelight  \n  \n  \nslightly reflecting in them. Her body seemed to absorb the minimal lighting and  \n  \n  \nreturn it in fold, for she seemed to be glowing with the aura he'd envisioned.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAn'karra put her hands on Jason's shoulders  \n  \n  \nand gave him a look that implored him to continue. He rubbed his fingers along  \n  \n  \nher cheeks; she rubbed back against them as he lined up with her slit. He  \n  \n  \nlooked at her, asking for final permission. She leaned upwards and licked his  \n  \n  \ncheek tenderly in response; and he and slowly began to enter her. He leaned his  \n  \n  \nhead against hers and they shared a joined exhale of exhilaration as he hilted  \n  \n  \nhimself in her hot center. She laid her head back in pleasure and he attacked  \n  \n  \nher neck with ardent kisses, ranging from her shoulders all the way up to her  \n  \n  \nlips. He paused, letting them both enjoy the feeling before he continued.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe gained a rhythm and gradually  \n  \n  \nbegan to increase his pace; eventually ceasing his attack of kisses as they  \n  \n  \nlocked gazes once more. She was panting heavily, just as much as he was, and  \n  \n  \nher legs locked around his waist, pulling him back into her repeatedly. Her  \n  \n  \nhands gripped his shoulders tightly as she began to climax, roaring with  \n  \n  \npleasure and ecstasy. Her contractions squeezed Jason hard and sent him\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \ntumbling over the edge with her. Her essence squirted out and around of the  \n  \n  \naction going on between them and leaked down her tail. Jason let out a yell of  \n  \n  \nhis own as he slammed into her as far as he could go and let loose his seed  \n  \n  \ninto her silky depths, some being forced out by the pressure of their bond and  \n  \n  \ndribbling down her tail, making a mess of both of them. He bent down and locked  \n  \n  \nlips with her and they shared the kiss through their orgasms.  \n  \n\nEventually, seemingly extremely  \n  \n  \nlong and too short at the same time for the two participants, their climaxes  \n  \n  \nended and their lips parted with their owners laboring for air. They embraced,  \n  \n  \nhis member still hilted inside of her, and they cuddled, wanting to share their  \n  \n  \nafterglow of contentment as well. He rolled onto his side and she curled up in  \n  \n  \nhim, her head against his chest. He looked down at her and she looked up at  \n  \n  \nhim.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"We're not done yet.\" Was all she  \n  \n  \nsaid and smiled as she straddled him, cock still buried deep inside of her. She  \n  \n  \nput one hand on him, and the other on the wall and proceeded to ride him into\n\n\u0026nbsp;  \nthe night.  \n  \n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"After the Rain","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/22061-after-the-rain-again.json"}}