Hands On Study
Blame it on whatever you like, but I've had a bit of a writer's block until I saw a trade picture, found here. ---> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5773213 Ice_and_Sleet did a great job on it, enough of one that it actually got my writer's block broken down. After looking at it for a few minutes I couldn't help but put in a story backdrop. It took about 3-4 hours for me to figure out all I wanted to put in, then I sent it off to Dracasis for a bit of approval and editing/proofreading. The amount of help I got from this, er, "seasoned" writer was not only able to make it a better read, but it was fun in the google docs comments to boot. ^.=.^
Synx and Dracasis are copyright to their players. Wevli is just a dragon I made up for several perceived settings I have in mind, so I guess he is mine. ^_^
All was as it should be in the three-story campus library: quiet, peaceful, organized... And nearly empty of people outside of the computer resources center on the first floor. The more antiquated form of informative hardware found itself increasingly higher in the building as time went by, making the second and third floors the perfect place for those of the more studious variety to escape the noise the rest of the campus was known for.
Dracasis smoothed out her lilac colored dress against her black scales with one hand as she finished ascending the stairs to the second floor. At a glance, her lithe frame filled the casual single-piece dresswear out well enough to give a show without being out of code with the school's policies. She usually had a class, at this time of day, but it have been cancelled due to an important conference which left the black dragoness with nearly two hours to kill before her next course. She passed the central desk, populated by an aquatic dragon on an e-reader and a name plate that was as pearlescent as his scales that read "Wevli Stormwell - Ask me anything." The dragon barely gave a glance to the black dragoness in her passing, something that would have surprised a more vain dragon as beautiful as she was.
Most of the tables were empty as was expected of the second floor and its reference materials. Most students could find what they needed off of the many databases from the computers downstairs and then have a little "fun" on the internet when finished. The farthest tables were the most sought after by students using books, but at this time of day she was able to grab one for herself with not a soul in sight. Satisfied in her choice, she cracked open one of her texts and notebook.
Half an hour passed uneventfully as she glanced over the current chapter of her next course: 'Reproduction Methods' for Biology of all things. Sometimes she would come across an entry that radiated importance to the dragoness, other times she would be the one radiating with only her notes to cool off with. Her heat was upon her this week and its effects only made reading the chapter that much more distracting. Pictures throughout the chapter carried different species and very detailed descriptions along with them about how their "equipment" was supposed to work. It was during one of the more heated entries that she looked up from her notes and realized she wasn't alone anymore.
Studying the same textbook across the table from her was a much larger black dragon with silver fur and a plain red t-shirt. Catching her glance, he looked up with deep yellow pupils to make eye contact with the dragoness, a smile appearing on his face. The drake, even while sitting down, overshadowed the female in size and musculature. It would have been intimidating were it not for his demeanor those first couple of seconds. The dragon reached over to his notebook and quickly began jotting something down before lifting it for her to see. The top of the page read "Synx"; likely his name. The bottom portion of the page, in hastily scribbled words, read "Chapter 5?" Dracasis didn't recognize the dragon from her class, but it wasn't uncommon for multiple classes to be on the same day. She nodded in agreement. Synx put down the notebook and quickly scribbled in a few more words for her to see, "pg 132-138, study partners?" She glanced down at her own book for the page, her black scales helping to hide her blush that warmed her cheeks when she realized what it was. 'Draconian Reproductive Anatomy' was plastered along the first two pages of the section. As scientific as the book made it sound, it still made her wet reading about it. Her potential study partner only smiled wider. He didn't seem to notice her blush, half-hidden behind the text book as it was when she nodded again in agreement.
Synx moved himself and his materials over next to the black dragoness his tail tip wagging as he did so. His proximity held her in an awkward position given her condition,, but she reasoned that study partners had to stay close to keep the noise low in the library. Synx on the other hand seemed to welcome the closeness the two had to be in order to read from the same book. After a few moments of adjusting, she was comfortable enough with her new partner's presence to continue her notes. Little did she notice the male's bushy-tipped tail at work beneath the table, too distracted with all the other things she had to keep track of.
The two dragons continued to pass notes back and forth with points of useful information until they neared the final pages of the section. The large male pointed to one page, a side-panel of information labeled "Group discussion" left her at a loss for words. It was a small highlighted side panel with several questions for back and forth discussions and her teacher always made sure to assign those side panels as a necessary measure. Her body burned with embarrassment and need with how specific the questions were and how in-depth the questions answers needed to be. She looked up from the book and saw her partner smiling... and then she felt it, the gentle brush of his soft, bushy tailtip against the inner part of her thigh. She gasped, eyes widening at first before her focus shifted, glancing passed Synx to the central desk some distance behind him. The pearlescent dragon was busy with someone on the other side of the desk, out of sight. Her partner's smile only grew wider, writing down another note for her to read without lifting the notebook: "Hands on study?"
It became increasingly difficult to form a coherent answer in her heat-clouded state as that tail worked its way around her sensitive nethers up to the source of her heat, the dragoness already starting to pant softly from the unexpected contact. Her mind couldn't form the words for a solid 'yes' or 'no'. Her body on the other hand had no hesitation in following the drake's touch as he stood up and led her over behind a couple bookcases, carrying her textbook with them.
Once he felt comfortably out of sight, Synx turned and hugged Dracasis close to his chest with one arm while the other worked quickly to undo the button on his jeans to free his own prime example of dragon anatomy. Their difference in size gave the dragoness an upfront view of what the coursework had only described in cold ink, further forcing thoughts of 'discussion' from her mind in favor of a better sort of lab work. It didn't hurt that the scent of such a virile male in her condition made shivers tingle up her spine as the drake fully revealed himself. She looked up at Synx, a small voice in her head shouting against doing any of this "hands on study", especially in a place where they could be so easily spotted. As risky as it was, her mind only found it a turn-on with the chances of discovery looming over both of the dragons. Perhaps being found wouldn't be such a bad thing?... It seemed her partner had no such reservations, proving it when he knelt down and pulled her close enough to where she was straddling his cock. With a Dragoness in his lap and study book at the ready, he began wedging his thick prick between her legs.
Finding her wearing nothing beneath that pretty dress save a special perfume meant to hide her estrus, the only resistance the big male expected to encounter was the tight grip of his new lady-friend's pussy walls as he slid up inside her. Perfume or not, Synx could smell such pheromones better than a shark could sense blood. The drake rubbed her belly with his free hand for a moment to lull his study partner deeper into his control before opening up the book again to the page showing a detailed cutout of the female anatomy. He let the dragoness read along while he did the hard part. Once the page was open wide enough to read, he grabbed his dick and rubbed it along her moist nether lips for only a moment before feeding the head into her warm tunnel.
Dracasis felt his penetration long before she could see it with the view obstructed by her skirt, the lust-stricken teen taking in a deep breath as he slowly wedged up inside her. She could feel an initial twitch from her partner's prick as his first soft barb rubbed against her clit and sink in. Lost in lust and lulled into a false sense of security, the pretty female let out a soft squeak of pleasure as he thrust up into her welcoming folds. In a flash, his paw came up around her muzzle, silencing any further sound from his pretty little playmate while emitting a soft whispering hiss to reinforce the rule of silence. Her heart thundered in her chest in fear; fear of being caught, fear of her partner, fear of unknown... But, even with her estrus heightened, adrenaline tainted emotions still swirling about in her head, she still understood the reason behind his swift action. Still held in that heavy firm grip all she could do was nod sheepishly with a rosy blush to her cheeks. Holding her still for a moment longer, the big drake let his pretty little hen accommodate to the size of his not-insignificant girth while glancing about to be sure no one had heard her little outburst. Satisfied on both fronts, he released her muzzle before continuing their 'discussion', sinking the rest of the way in.
Mmph. She was tight, if a bit loud. He just needed to keep her thoughts focused on studying and off the potential end results of the 'labwork' and so pretended to read the segment while moving his hips back and forth, rubbing his dick inside her heated folds. Whether she were finished with the page by the time he reached up and flipped it over or not was of little concern, just that it kept her mind focused. Despite their pact of silence, a growl of pleasure escaped his lips, quieted by his own restraint to a low rumble in his chest. He knew he didn't have to be loud to give his partner the ride of a lifetime. Of course, he also knew that at the end of this 'hands on study' session they couldn't leave any evidence behind on the floor. His partner, on the other hand, seemed to have forgotten about that little detail. No sense in bringing up such minor things now, they could worry about cleanup later. He could tell she was really starting to get into observing the finer points of sexual reproduction when she hiked her dress up, tugging it out of the way so two horny dragons could better relate what was happening inside her to what was being discussed on the pages.
Dracasis could only watch the drake as he thrust into her, panting as time seemed to fly by for the both of them. What concentration she could bring to bear was tied up either in the book or the similar events happening between her thighs. It was only a matter of time before she started to hear her discussion partner huffing, distracting her from the book long enough to look up at his face. With teeth bared and one eye was clenched shut as he sped up, rutting his slickened breeding pole inside the hot little hen. One last time she heard a page turn as he thrust hard, holding himself deep inside as he started twitching within her. She felt the warm splash of cum against the back of her tunnel just as she read what was on the page: details of copulation and insemination, words as good to her heat-clouded mind at that moment as any pornographic novel could be and a magnified image of defenseless little eggs surrounded by dozens of sperm eagerly digging into their protective barriers. The connection between the picture printed in the textbook and the fat log of flesh crammed inside her snatch draining its thick sperm-rich load deep between her legs was subliminal at best but heavens did it set her off! Those silken pussy folds gripped and milked his bare flesh for all he was worth, the poor girl cumming hard around his ebon breeding pole. All she could do was ride out her own orgasm, huffing quietly until the thick wads of cum he was dumping between her thighs began leaking out from around his shaft. It would only be a matter of time before what she saw in the book to happen to her but it was too late and felt too good for her to find any reason to act against it.
Synx growled his content. He didn't expect her to be so calm on that last step. He had to silence the last female he had tried the library act with. Finished with her, the spent male pulled out slowly with a satisfying slurp that sounded louder to the two than it really was. With their study session officially complete, the large male tucked himself away and collected his books, walking out toward the central desk as if nothing had happened. Dracasis, on the other hand, remained behind, busying herself in the bookshelf to cool off. Once she regained her composure, she finally ventured out from the relative security of the enclosure to collect her things.
On his way out, Synx stopped by the central desk placing the book next to Wevli's name plate. "Ah, bringing back my Biology reference book? I hope it answered your questions." He spoke in his slightly hushed tone, placing his e-reader face down.
"For now. Mind if I borrow it next week? I have a test to study for." Synx replied calmly with that same charming smile.
"Of course, so long as it doesn't leave the building." He replied with a smile back, grabbing the book and setting it under his desk. "Have a good day, sir." The appointed reference clerk nodded and went back to his reading as the black drake left for the stairs. Only a few moments later, Wevli sniffed the air inquisitively before reaching under the desk. He produced a small scented flower, setting it next to his name plate to ward off the permeating scent of arousal in the air. His e-reader had a new recording from the personal cameras he set around the floor for lazy security, and he had another hour before break, the tension in his pants be damned.