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It was summer in Sanctuary, and it was hot. Actually, that was an understatement, it was melting hot. Winter, as an Icewing, was obviously less than thrilled with this, and wanted nothing more than to stay inside as much as possible until things became cooler, and if he did have to go outside, it’d only be for necessary errands, and then he’d come rushing back as soon as he got it over with.

Of course, his two lovers had other things in mind.

“Come on, Winter,” Qibli was trying to convince him again, “it’ll be fun and relaxing, plus it won’t be so hot once you get in the water.”

“He’s right, you know,” Moon spoke up, “it’d be good for you, especially with how stressed you are now.”

The Icewing sighed as he put his pen down and thought about it; he’d already said no to their suggestion of going for a swim at the nearby lake several times, but they insisted, and the more they did, the more Winter was slowly convinced that maybe going for a swim wasn’t the worst idea ever.

The lake never got really warm, even in the summer, so it wouldn’t be bad to dive into. Honestly, the only reason he was reluctant to go in the first place was how hot it’d be on the flight over, plus all the paperwork he still had to do, but it was a short flight, so he hopefully wouldn’t have to suffer through the summer sun too long. And he was in the mood for a break. Riptide probably wouldn’t mind him taking the chance for one, given how he always got on his case to rest and relax more.

Besides, Moon and Qibli would be there, which wouldn’t make it quite so bad.

“Alright,” he said, slightly exasperated, “I’ll go.”

The Sandwing and Nightwing were unsurprisingly ecstatic to hear that, cheering and hugging him briefly before they went to get ready for their swim, Winter following suit.

All three of them were quick to change their clothes, covering their swimsuits with shorts and unbuttoned shirts, or in Moon’s case, a light coloured sundress, plus packing up towels for them to lie on, an icebox of bottled sodas, a basket of snacks and an umbrella to shade them. Once all of them were ready, they got outside and headed off.

As they flew over the town Winter had spent a good few years setting up, the Icewing took a few minutes to enjoy the sight of it from above; it never got old, seeing just how far he and his colleagues had come in building and expanding the place. He quickly moved on, however, focusing on making it to the lake.

He’d fallen behind a little, admiring his work, and looking up, he saw Qibli and Moon conversing about something, the two of them giggling as he looked. He was a bit curious about that, but he didn’t do anything but watch; it probably wasn’t anything he really needed to get into.

Soon, they reached the lake, landing on a small, secluded beach.

“Looks like a good spot,” Qibli said, looking satisfied as he unrolled the towels onto the sand.

“Couldn’t be better,” Moon agreed, setting the icebox down on a towel.

“It’s… definitely not the worst place I’ve been to,” Winter allowed, putting the basket of snacks down and sticking the umbrella deep into the sand, opening up and giving some much needed shade from the sun, ever bearing down on them.

His two lovers only chuckled at his words, before taking off their clothes and revealing their swimsuits beneath.

Now, it wasn’t the first time Winter had gone on a swim with them. It was probably one of the only ways he could withstand the heat of the Sand Kingdom outdoors, and he’d been more than willing to make use of Qibli’s swimming pool to cool off, and sometimes Moon and Qibli would join him, so he wasn’t phased at seeing Qibli wearing nothing but a pair of white, tight swimming briefs (even if he still found himself stealing flushed glances at him sometimes, something the Sandwing also sometimes noticed and teased him for).

However, when Moon’s sundress fell off her shoulders, his eyes couldn’t help but grow wide open in surprise.

For instead of the modest, dark green one piece she usually wore when swimming, Moon was clad in something much more… revealing, to say the least.

It was a dark green string bikini, the thin, knotted strings on the bottom tying it all together showing off pretty much the entirety of her thighs, though it still covered her backside and privates decently enough. Meanwhile, her bikini top was a pair of small, triangular pieces of fabric with thin, strings as straps tied together that just about covered the most… intimate parts of her breasts, leaving the rest completely exposed.

It was without a doubt one of, if not the most skimpy outfit Winter had seen her wear. Even the most revealing lingerie she had didn’t show off as much as this, and Winter wondered just where and when she’d gotten it from, why she’d chosen it and why she was wearing it now.

However, he didn’t have much time to wonder, as Moon turned to him and asked, “Well? Aren’t you going to get in the water?”

Winter hurriedly shook off the shock of seeing Moon’s swimwear choice, barely managing to keep his voice level as he answered, “Yes, I’ll be right there, you go on ahead.”

As he hurriedly shed his shirt and pants, the Icewing took the chance to surreptitiously check whether his skyfire bracelet was still on (as well as hide his sudden blush), and sighed in relief when he saw it still tied around his wrist; he didn’t want Moon seeing some of the… impure thoughts that sprung into his mind when he saw her in… that. After all, they were just here to swim the summer sun away… right?

Soon, he was in nothing but his blue swimming briefs, and Winter stepped into the water. Already, he saw Moon and Qibli playfully splashing around, the sounds of their laughter reaching his ears, and he couldn’t help but smile at their fun. Still, he was quick to not look at Moon too closely, especially as more water dripped down her body and shone off all her bare scales, choosing instead to dive under the surface of the lake.

It was nice to swim for fun, Winter thought to himself. Back in the Ice Kingdom, swimming was only ever done competitively, and though he’d managed to get a hang of it, his siblings always managed to do better than him in one aspect or another. He’d foregone swimming when he was exiled and starting Sanctuary, not wanting any more reminders of a kingdom he was obviously not welcome in, nor what he now recognised as a terrible upbringing.

However, when Moon and Qibli came back into his life, first as friends, then lovers, they’d gotten him to enjoy swimming again; just being able to relax in the water without a care in the world, splashing each other for fun, and when they did swim competitively, it was always friendly, always good natured, no hard feelings. It was nice, not having to worry about falling behind in his rankings if he wasn’t fast enough. With them, swimming wasn’t nearly as bad as before.

It definitely helped that one of his most memorable sexual experiences had been with Qibli in his swimming pool…

The ex-prince shook his head out of it, bursting through the surface near the Nightwing and Sandwing, splashing them as he came up for air, both of them squealing in surprise, before they started laughing.

“Someone’s got some Seawing in them,” Qibli joked, grinning at him.

Winter snorted, affecting a faux-haughty tone, “Or perhaps I’m just that good at it.”

“Better than a Seawing? I doubt it,” the Sandwing teased good-naturedly.

“I’d like to see you do better,” the former prince said, crossing his arms.

“Is that a challenge, Princess?” Qibli shot back, his grin growing wider.

“Maybe it is,” Winter replied, his own mouth curling up at the edges.

“Then I accept,” his Sandwing lover proclaimed. “I’m so going to trounce you!”

“Do your worst, sand snorter,” Winter said confidently, “I can still swim circles around you any day.”

“Oh, I’ll make you eat those words,” Qibli said, looking at him with a determined expression.

“I guess that means I’ll check who actually wins?” Moon asked, her eyes twinkling with amusement. The Nightwing had never been into swimming competitively like her boyfriends, but she enjoyed watching them try to beat each other all the same.

Both drakes agreed she could be the judge, before agreeing on the length of a lap and how many they should go. And with that, their impromptu competition started.

All in all, it was a pretty fun affair, even if, after multiple rounds and laps, Moon determined the two of them ended in a tie, Winter admitting a little grudgingly that, “You’re not so bad at this, sand snorter.”

Qibli, of course, took it with his usual grace, chuckling and saying, “Thanks, Princess.”

The Icewing only grunted at that, though he did smile a little.

After that, it was pretty relaxed, all three dragons content to simply laze around in the water, floating on their backs and watching the sky, occasionally engaging in some more playful splashes when they got close enough to one another, other times doing a few strokes around their part of the lake. Most of the time, however, they just lounged back and floated around languidly, waiting for the sun to go down.

After a few hours though, Winter was starting to feel a bit tired of the water. So he started heading back to their little “camp” to dry off, if it could be called that, yelling out to Moon and Qibli what he was doing.

Receiving an “Alright!” and “You go on ahead, bud!” from the Nightwing and Sandwing respectively, the Icewing made it to shore and began wiping himself dry with one of the spare towels, before laying down under the umbrella. Though it was quite late in the day, the sun hadn’t quite set yet, so the umbrella’s shade was still much appreciated.

At the sound of more splashing sounds and loud, squealing laughter, he raised his head, and caught sight of his two lovers flinging water at each other again. He smiled, content to just watch them have fun together, retrieving, opening and sipping a bottle of soda from the icebox as he did. However, the longer he looked, the more he found his eyes being drawn to Moon.

The Nightwing was completely soaked, rivulets of water running down her mostly exposed body in waves, making her scales shine in a mesmerising fashion. However, all it did was bring more attention to just how bare Moon was, just how much was now on display… and here he was, staring intently at her from afar, like he was some sort of deviant. He couldn’t help the flush from his face, but he couldn’t look away either. Neither could he stop the stirrings of arousal between his legs. The sight was just too captivating for him.

The Icewing reasoned to himself that Moon was far enough away that she probably wouldn’t notice anything, so he could just… enjoy her beauty like this. At least, that’s what he hoped would happen.

Instead, Moon glanced over to him, and he instinctively avoided her gaze, pretending to take another sip from his bottle as he did. However, when he looked back up, to Winter’s dismay, he saw her making her way back to shore.

He tried to move his legs in a way that was hopefully subtle while also keeping his arousal hidden from her view as much as possible. He really didn’t want her to find out he was a pervert.

The Nightwing dried herself off before settling herself down next to him, grabbing a sandwich from the basket, Winter doing his best to remain nonchalant.

“Pretty fun today, wasn’t it?” she started, munching on the sandwich.

“Yeah,” the Icewing replied, hoping his voice didn’t sound too shaken, “it really was.”

“We had to cajole you so much to get you to come out here,” Moon continued, smiling with amusement in her eyes.

Winter rolled his eyes and said mock-exasperatedly, “Alright, you were right about this being good for me… for us.”

Moon chuckled at that. “I usually am right, when it comes to us.”

“Yeah, you are…” Looking into her eyes, he let some genuine warmth enter his voice as he finished with, “And… thank you for that.”

Moon smiled tenderly at him, “Someone has to get you to take a break every now and then, and it can’t be Riptide all the time.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.”

They held their gazes for a moment, before both chuckling for a minute or two.

When they caught their breath, they simply sat there in companionable silence for a while, content to watch Qibli do laps around the lake by himself, Winter letting Moon finish her snack first, though not without giving her a few more side-eye glances at her incredibly revealing swimsuit.

“So, he’s going to keep swimming for a bit?” Winter broke the silence, once Moon was done with her sandwich.

“I told him to take his time,” Moon said to him.

“What for?” Winter questioned, raising an eyebrow curiously.

“So I could talk to you,” the Nightwing said matter-of-factly.

“What about?” the former Icewing prince asked her.

She turned to him, and said rather coolly, “About the way you’ve been looking at me.”

The Icewing swore his heart tripped over itself right there and then, his breath involuntarily quickening at apparently being caught.

‘Calm down, Winter,’ the Icewing thought to himself, she might not mean that… right?’

“W-what do you mean, Moon?” he said aloud instead, cursing his voice for breaking there.

“How intently you’ve been looking at me; or, more specifically, at my swimsuit.”

Any hopes that Winter had that Moon might have meant something else were quickly and thoroughly dashed, and his heartbeat and breath were rapidly starting to climb through the roof.

The Icewing tried to say something, only to keep tripping over his words, stammering as he tried, and failed, to explain himself, his sudden fear and anxiety not helping matters at all.

However, his pathetic attempts to defend himself were cut off, with Moon saying, “Shush, Winter, it’s alright. I don’t mind it.”

That brought the Icewing up short. “Y-you don’t?”

“No, I don’t,” she confirmed. “In fact… I was aiming for it.”

Winter blinked. “Aiming for it?”

“It was… a surprise for you,” Moon confessed to him. “Normally, I wouldn’t try on something like this,” she gestured at her bikini, “but, well… I thought I should be more confident about my body… at least around you guys. Plus, I wanted to see your reaction, and I have to say,” she smirked a little at that, “it was worth it.”

“So…” Winter began slowly, “you got this… swimsuit, so you could feel more comfortable with your body, and… also to see my reaction?”

“That’s about it,” Moon agreed. “Though, there is one more thing…”

The Icewing swallowed. “W-what?”

“When I mentioned wanting to see your reaction,” she began, “I also meant… this.”

Before Winter could react, she’d already pulled his leg aside and revealed the noticeable bulge forming in his tight swimming briefs, the Icewing blushing at being caught.

“It’s alright, Winter,” Moon reassured him. “I’m actually quite flattered.”

“Y-yeah?”

“Mmm,” Moon hummed affirmingly. “I’ve also noticed you’ve been quite busy lately, and, well…” she looked up at him, something… lustful sparking in her eyes, “you’re probably quite pent up after all of that...”

Hesitantly, the Icewing nodded; he was pent up, after working so late these past few days, never having the time or energy to do anything more than kiss and cuddle Moon and Qibli, and it was now evident from the arousal straining against his swimsuit.

“You… want to help with that?”

The Nightwing smiled at him. “It’s almost like you read my mind,” she replied ironically, the Icewing managing a small chuckle at that, before nerves melted his smile away.

“So… how do you want to…?”

Before Winter could finish, Moon quickly leaned in for a kiss, shutting him up as, after freezing up for a brief moment in surprise, he started kissing her back, groaning into her mouth as he did.

Soon, though, Moon broke the kiss, her hands slowly drifting down his body, before one reached the waistband of his swimsuit, against which his aching hard erection was visibly straining, while the other latched onto his skyfire bracelet.

She looked him right in the eyes, her expression clearly lustful, but still asking for his permission. And the Icewing could only nod at her, his heart pounding.

Smiling at him, her eyes shining with more lust, she quickly tugged off his bracelet, stiffening up slightly as his thoughts flooded over her, before shaking it off as she grabbed at his waistband and started slowly pulling it down. Soon, Winter’s cock was springing out of its cloth prison, his blue shaft standing proudly in the air, the Nightwing looking at it hungrily as she pulled his swimming briefs off the rest of his legs, before tossing them away, a wide grin on her face as she leaned in close to his erection.

“Mmm,” she hummed, “someone definitely liked what they saw…”

Winter blushed even harder as Moon closed in on his member, before she gave a long, slow lick along the length of it, the sudden wetness and warmth of her tongue on his cold shaft making him shudder and moan softly.

The dragoness spent a few minutes, teasing and licking his cock, before she suddenly opened her mouth wide and enveloped his shaft in her mouth.

The Icewing arched his back and moaned louder as Moon happily and enthusiastically sucked his member off, her tongue swirling and wrapping around his length as she bobbed her head up and down.

“G-great Ice Dragon, Moon,” Winter moaned out, his hips thrusting up, toes and fingers curling, tightly gripping the towel he was on. “Ohhhh, that’s so good…”

The Nightwing chuckled around him, the vibrations only stimulating and pleasuring him even more, gasping and bucking in response.

In a short few minutes, Moon had Winter loudly moaning incoherently, his body reduced to thrusting into her mouth, hands clenching at the towel he lay on, his mind already overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Moons, Moon,” Winter gasped out, “I think I’m… I think I’m getting close–”

At that, the Nightwing quickly pulled herself away, leaving Winter’s wet shaft to throb uselessly into the air, streams of precum shooting out, then drooling from the tip of his member.

The Icewing couldn’t help but whine at the denial. “W-why’d you stop?”

Moon chuckled. “We’re only just getting started, don’t want you losing it before we get to the main event.”

“That’s… fair,” Winter grumbled, still feeling put out at being left on the edge like that.

The Nightwing smiled at him, huskily saying, “Don’t worry, Winter. You’ll get to cum… you just need to be patient.”

Before he could respond, Moon went back to enthusiastically sucking and stroking his cock, turning him back into a moaning mess as she spent the next several minutes bringing him to the edge, then a few more minutes after that keeping him on the edge, the Icewing loudly and incessantly begging her to let him cum every time she stopped, pleas that she studiously ignored in favour of keeping him on the edge, never letting him cum, teasing him when he was on the edge by slowly stroking his length with a single finger, or else pinching and rubbing his nipples, even as Winter kept arching his back, trying thrust into her mouth or hand, desperate for more stimulation. Moon, however, was good at moving with him in a way that still denied him release, even without letting go of him completely.

The end result was that in about a quarter of an hour, the Nightwing had reduced Winter to just laying there, panting breathlessly from moaning so much, his cock rock hard and throbbing endlessly from all the denial it had suffered, his length covered in Moon’s saliva, mixing with all the precum she had teased out of him.

The dragoness finally sat back fully and admired her work. “Hmm,” she hummed, “I think you’re ready for the next part.”

Winter raised his head up, looking at her with desperate lust and hope in his eyes.

In response, Moon giggled, before crawling up to him and kissing him deeply, pressing her tongue against his teeth. The Icewing let her tongue in, moaning at the sensation of her tongue against his, tasting all his musk and precum on her only making him more aroused.

Soon, however, Moon broke off the kiss, ropes of saliva connecting their maws as they panted, trying to catch their breath.

“You know,” the Nightwing started, “I feel like this swimsuit is a bit bothersome now. Why don’t you help me… get it out of the way?”

Winter, his mouth dry, could only nod as Moon took his hand and guided it to one of the knots holding her string bikini top up. One good pull, and it undid the entire thing, falling away to reveal her bare breasts, her nipples stiff at being exposed to the air. The sight of it made Winter’s member throb as he swallowed, his mouth hanging open a little as he panted.

“Ahhh, that’s better,” Moon sighed, satisfied, before looking at him, smiling lustily. “Now, just one more thing…”

The Icewing obediently let his hand be guided once more, undoing the knot on her bikini bottom, the Nightwing tossing it aside along with her top, leaving her completely naked on top of him.

“Perfect,” she purred, holding up her naked breasts in satisfaction. “Now, we just have to wait for one more thing…”

“W-what’s that?” Winter asked nervously.

She only smiled at him and held up a finger, telling him to wait. Soon, what, or who, she was waiting for was clear, as Qibli waded out of the water, walking towards them, seemingly not bothered by the sight of both his lovers not only naked, but with one of them clearly aroused, Winter blushing at how the Sandwing gave them a cool, relaxed grin, only belied by the lust sparking in his eyes.

“I see you two had fun without me,” Qibli started, as if Moon and Winter weren’t about to start fucking out in the open like that. “Hope I’m not too late to the party.”

Moon only laughed, saying, “You’re just in time for the best part, actually.”

“That’s good,” the Sandwing grinned even more at that, “would have hated to miss out.”

“Then you better join in, I’m about to start,” Moon warmly chided him.

“Will do,” Qibli said, before unceremoniously pulling his swimsuit off and dropping it onto the towel, revealing his cock standing at full mast beneath it, seemingly throbbing with his heartbeat.

The Icewing’s mouth was even drier now, his heart pounding in anticipation as he watched Qibli pull a bottle of lube out of his bag (why would he bring lube to a beach?), snapping it open and covering his shaft in generous portions of the fluid.

As if that wasn’t enough, the Sandwing knelt down and started rubbing his lube-covered fingers all around Winter’s entrance, the Icewing sharply breathing in at the sudden warmth pressing against his tailhole.

Once upon a time, he would have been livid at getting touched anywhere near there, but Winter had long since gotten used to it, trusting Qibli to not do anything funny with it. In fact, he even got excited thinking about it, sometimes.

“Ready?” The scarred Sandwing asked, looking him right in the eye.

Winter shakily nodded, “Yeah, I am.”

“Good,” Moon hummed, “then let’s get started.”

Slowly, Moon lifted her hips up, lining up her pussy with Winter’s fully erect cock, his length just begging for her to plunge down on it, while Qibli knelt down to press the tip of his own length against Winter’s tailhole.

For a long, silent moment, all three dragons held still, waiting for it all to start. Then, Moon dropped her hips down hard onto Winter’s cock, Qibli pushed his cock into Winter’s hole, and suddenly all three of them were loudly moaning into the air.

‘Oh, Three Moons,’ Winter thought to himself, the Icewing arching his back from being fucked two ways, ‘I can't get enough of this–’

His thoughts became scrambled when Qibli thrust into him at a certain angle and hit his prostate, the Icewing closing his eyes as he was briefly overwhelmed with pleasure, his body shaking, even as Moon kept on pounding her hips against his.

They were slow, at first, letting him get used to the feeling of being fucked both ways, before gradually speeding up, Moon riding his shaft slightly faster each time she slammed her hips onto his, and Qibli drawing his hips back that much further before snapping them forward and into his tailhole that much harder.

Despite their efforts to take it slow, in a few minutes winter was already feeling his orgasm quickly building up, drawing closer to the edge with each thrust from both his lovers. Everytime Moon’s pussy clenched and flexed around his shaft, moving up and down his length everytime she lifted her hips up, before dropping herself down hard, or each time Qibli managed to hit his prostate fast and hard enough to make him see stars for a moment or two, all of it only made it harder for him to hold back his orgasm, but Winter tried his hardest not to cum too soon, not wanting to ruin it for Moon and Qibli.

He closed his eyes and tried to think about anything that didn’t involve sex, specifically sex with Moon and Qibli. However, it was hard to actually pull off when neither dragon was letting up on their fucking him, and especially not when Moon leaned in and whispered breathlessly into his ear, “You don’t have to hold back, you know… you can just… let it go…”

As if to punctuate that, the Nightwing gave his sensitive neck scales a long, slow lick, lightly biting him once, before she straightened up again and continued riding him like there was no tomorrow.

Qibli, for his part, had reached around and started squeezing one of Moon’s breasts, his thumb gently playing with her nipple, while his other hand drifted downward and started rubbing her clit. The effect was instantaneous, the Nightwing moaning even louder than before as her pussy absolutely clamped down on Winter’s length, pulsing and flexing around him as greedily as it could, like it couldn’t get enough, which in turn made the Icewing react from how good it felt, his tailhole tensing up as his cock throbbed even harder than before, his mind clouded from all the pleasure.

In the background, Winter heard Qibli groan deeply, before gasping when the Sandwing starting driving his hips into his hole with even more vigour than before, which only made his orgasm get closer to the edge that much quicker as his Sandwing lover slammed into his prostate harder and faster, the waves of pleasure from that now almost continuous with the new pace he was going at.

The Icewing still managed to hold out for a few more minutes, even managing to reach out and massage Moon’s other breast through the haze of ecstasy in his head, enjoying the sounds she made when he rubbed her nipple, the way she threw her head back to moan, how her body tensed and curled up, shuddering from the combined efforts of the Icewing and Sandwing to stimulate her.

This only made Moon’s pussy clench even more around Winter’s dick, however, in turn making Winter clench around Qibli’s length, making the Sandwing pound him even harder, and the cycle continued, as all three dragons seemed to be increasingly close to climaxing together, their moans becoming louder as their bodies tensed up even more. It was only a matter of time before one of them came. The question now was who.

In the end, Moon was the first, the Nightwing suddenly becoming incredibly still, before moaning her lungs out, her body shuddering like mad as her pussy pulsed, flexed, clamped on Winter’s shaft like never before, her orgasm flooding through her body ruthlessly.

Feeling Moon cum around his length, the way her pussy tried to suck him in, was enough to drive Winter over the edge, arching his back high as he roared, his body locking up, fingers and toes curling in, shooting numerous ropes of pent up seed inside Moon, the Nightwing moaning in satisfaction at that.

Finally, it was Qibli’s turn to cum, the Sandwing growling and grunting before giving Winter’s tailhole one final thrust and fully unloading himself inside the Icewing, Winter’s tailhole pulsing around his length and drinking in all of Qibli’s seed.

By the end of all their climaxes, Winter, Moon and Qibli were left panting on their beach towel, catching their breath from all the exertion and their almost simultaneous orgasms.

For a few minutes, the three of them were silent save for the sounds of panting, content to simply enjoy their afterglow in relative silence.

Then, after that, Moon and Qibli started to slowly pull themselves off or out of Winter, spilling out all their cum onto the Icewing’s stomach and tail. Winter groaned to himself at the mess on his body. At least Moon looked at him apologetically for that.

As soon as they were all laid down together on the towel, Winter broke the silence, asking bluntly, “You two planned that, didn’t you?”

“Guilty,” Qibli answered with a soft chuckle and rakish smile. “Thought it’d be a good way of de-stressing you, with how much work you were doing.”

“Is that so?” Winter said, raising an eye ridge. The Icewing couldn’t say he didn’t appreciate that; he felt more relaxed than he’d been in the last week or so.

“Well, that, and Moon wanted to show off her new bathing suit,” the Sandwing added, turning to the Nightwing now.

Moon shrugged, “I was told by multiple dragons I know to be more confident in myself, so I decided to start there.”

“Fair enough,” Winter said begrudgingly. “And I suppose it’s a good thing there’s a completely secluded lake we can also wash off in?”

“That was just a bonus, Princess,” Qibli grinned, “but yeah, that really is a good thing.”

“Yeah,” Moon agreed, “makes it much more convenient for us.”

Winter smiled a little as they laughed at that, before sighing, “Well, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy all of that– I enjoyed it a lot, really– and I appreciate the extra effort, but next time, if you two wanted to fuck me, you could have just asked; you know I’m always up for that, even if I’m a bit busy.”

Moon giggled, “We know, but we thought it’d be more fun this way.”

“We both you know you love swimming,” Qibli chimed in, his eyes now sparkling mischievously, “especially after that one time we–”

“Alright, alright, you’ve made your point abundantly clear,” Winter hastily cut the Sandwing off, not wanting to feel more embarrassed today, even if Moon knew full well what happened that time.

Qibli only chuckled, smiling fondly as he replied, “Whatever you say, Princess.”

Moon laughed with him there, and though Winter could help but roll his eyes at the Sandwing, he couldn’t quite hide the slight smile that curled up on his face.

So they all cleaned up in the lake, before dressing and packing back up and taking off, flying off, back to Sanctuary, knowing full well they’d all be coming back to that lake more often, now that they had made a new, incredible memory back there, to make many more such memories that would all, hopefully, be just as pleasurable, though not always as carnal, as the first one.