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I was going to include a skyrim joke, but then I took a dragon to my bed. Hey... Did you know that dragons have curved tails? Curved. Tails.

_At any rate, here's a sex/romance story between a human and a dragon. Somehow, I'm typing that with a straight face like it's totally normal topic to discuss. There's actually some dedicated plot here that doesn't revolve around some guy tappin' dat dragon ass, so for the few of you who enjoy stories, you'll like it. __If you are new to this series and care about the plot, you can totally still start here. Go ahead, you'll catch up on the story. _

But if you don't care about any of crap, and if you're just looking for some smut to fap to, then hit ctrl + f and search for "treat" to get to the beginning of the sex scene where the main character get seduced. :P

Chapter 4: The Persistent Dragon Hatches a Plan

Jacob's eyes opened and he rose from bed with a smile. Today was a Wednesday, and he had only one afternoon class today. Stretching soundly, he squirmed in bed, letting out a groan. It was chirping birds outside his window had finally woken him up, and he glanced to the window momentarily as he stretched the muscles in his chest and arms. With a satisfied sigh, he relaxed and sat up, his thoughts turning to breakfast.

At that moment, something quickly caught his eye. Jake noticed a powerful, metallic glint shine from the dresser, and he turned his gaze to see a small, clockwork gear reflecting the morning sunlight through the open window.

And in an instant, the smile was wiped off his face.

All the memories of what had happened yesterday with his dragon came flooding back: Her sprung trap in the woods, her confession of some rather intimate thoughts, her seduction. Her teasing, pleading, begging... and the moments where he gave in to temptation and curiosity. He had ended up having sex with her; Jake recalled how great it had felt, and yet how awkward and uncomfortable it made him feel at the same time. After all, she was a dragon, of all things!

"Penelope..." he mumbled to himself.

A dragon.... his dragon.

He remembered her little clockwork gear, and how she had presented it to him as a gift. It was a gift given because his dragon was convinced that through her seduction, Jake had agreed to accept her affection. Penelope was a smart dragon, and she had quickly learned how to tease and seduce until it became too hard to say no. But she didn't quite understand that her keeper was conflicted over her advances. Jacob knew inter-species relationships were considered wrong. He was uncomfortable with her acting this way, uncomfortable with himself liking and accepting her affection... and all the thoughts of being caught with her did not help. His father in particular disliked the dragon and Jake feared how he would react.

Jacob dropped back into bed and rubbed his forehead with his hands, letting out another groan. This groan came out of anxiety, not from a satisfying stretch.

"Cripes, what am I gonna do with her..." he muttered to himself.

He sighed and rolled to his shoulder, mumbling with his face in the pillow as he felt a small swell of arousal from remembering being seduced and pleasured by his scaly companion. "Oh hell, I'll worry about it later."

Sleep had done Jacob a lot of good, and he roused from bed feeling much more at ease about the situation than the night prior. He took his time to dress and freshen up.

Jake had known his dragon for much of his life. An inquisitive, meek, and flightless Penelope had been a gift long ago, a companion to keep a quiet, home-schooled Jacob some much needed company. She had only been about the size of a dog at the time, and at the time, his father wished for Jake to care for the dragon personally in order to learn responsibility. He always thought he had took to the job rather well. Now entering adulthood, Penelope was just about big enough to ride and displayed the more strong-willed, stubborn traits that were common amongst dragons. Yet despite this, Jake loved that she kept her timid side and innocent curiosity. It made the dragon quite cute in person, he thought.

Jacob was deep in thought has he lathered up his face to shave. "You know...." he muttered to himself. "Me and Nel got a long history of a purely platonic relationship. So maybe I don't have anything to be worried about. Maybe she's just going through a phase or something...."

He took another swipe at his chin with the razor before laughing and breaking character. "Cripes, why can't I completely convince myself of that? That dragon..."

It seemed like a beautiful day outside. The sun was bright, and the songbirds were practicing their serenades. Jake threw on some clothes and bounded down the ornate, double staircase of his parent's wealthy estate. Halfway expecting to find the maid, he instead found the house rather empty at the moment. Jake headed straight for the first floor kitchen with food on his mind. He had to feed his dragon. It was already a bit late for her breakfast.

Jacob had just returned from the storage room with a large food dish when he heard his mother's voice call out to him from the living room. "Jake! Don't worry about Penelope. You slept in late, so I had the maid feed her."

"Ah!" he stopped in his tracks and turned to enter the room. "Thanks."

There was a quiet pause, where Jake felt fit to leave, but something nagged at his mind. He stood there for a minute, feeling guilty of something for walking away... and it took him a moment to realize he was considering asking his mother for advice on the matter of his dragon. He wanted to keep it secret, afraid and embarrassed of what had happened. But the urge to seek empathy and consul in his difficult situation nagged Jake like a persistent fly. Maybe, he thought, he could get away with just telling her some of the details and leaving out others....

"Mother..." Jacob slid into one of the lounge chairs and took a seat. "I got a question for you."

Lucille looked up from her book with a concerned expression. "What's wrong, dear?" she asked. She could tell by her son's expression and body language that it was a serious matter.

Jake settled deep into the chair cushions and hunched over. "Well, suppose you have a dragon, and that dragon suddenly started to get very affectionate with you...." Jacob paused as he tried to find the right words. "Lets say... affectionate to an uncommon degree. And the dragon happens to be very persistent and won't take no for an answer. What would you do?" he asked without looking up.

Jacob's mother set down her book in her lap and closed it on her thumb, keeping the page. "Oh dear...." she said, looking both concerned and amused. "Well, you know you can never let your father hear about this," she said with a small laugh.

Jacob furrowed his brow, feeling the need to vent overpowering him. Abruptly, he slouched over on one arm to stare at the rug-covered hardwood floor and let out a huge sigh. "I just don't understand it. She's...." Jake felt reluctant to go into any detail over the matter and searched hard to word his thoughts right. "She entered heat recently, and she's taken an interest in me like I'm some stud male dragon or something! Cripes, she's even talking about her feelings, mother.... I have pet dragon that talks about her feelings!" He gave a hollow laugh that broke down into a sigh. "And I'm starting to realize she's been acting this way for a while now. Weeks... Maybe months. I just hadn't noticed until recently. I don't get it. Penelope, she... I don't even know where this is coming from."

His mother only chuckled. "Oh, I don't think it's so far-fetched to imagine that she's taking a fancy to you."

Jacob looked up with a curious glance. "Huh?"

Calm and collected, Lucille crossed her legs and stared at her son over her reading glasses."Oh, come on, Jacob! Every day you visit her stable, feed her, do your homework with her, talk with her, get her exercise, give her company and entertainment... You care for her. She knows that and looks up to you for it. But of course, that doesn't mean that what she's gotten into is the right course of action." Lucille frowned. "The poor girl must be lonely, I'm sure, what with being the only dragon around for miles."

Jake sat there with his chin in his hands, showing off a tight-lipped frown. She was right... or at least partly right. He sat there for a moment, reflecting on his mother's words.

"You're going to have to tell her off, Jake." Lucille continued. "Remind her that she's a dragon and you are not."

He shook his head. "I've tried, mother, I've tried."

Penelope's brash and stubborn character was not lost on Lucille, and she gave a sympathetic nod. "And what does she say when you try?"

Jake sucked in an embarrassed breath and bit his lip. "Err... what happens is that she says she knows I like her, and she gets confused as to why I push her away."

"And you tried telling her that she should be thinking about male dragons instead?"

He nodded slowly. "More or less."

Lucille sat for a moment, staring off in the corner of the room to think. "Jake, you care about her, right?"

"Of course," he immediately replied.

"Then remind her of that, hun. But make it clear her that caring about her does not mean it's okay to pursue those feelings. Penelope's a smart little dragon; she'll figure it out eventually, even if she won't like it. It's tough love, but it's the only thing you can do. Just be frank and tell her that you don't feel the same way about her as she might feel for you."

"So, I just..."

"Tell her how you feel," his mother finished for him.

Jake's mind paused on the last few words his mother said and he did not reply. How he felt about the situation was a bit more complicated than he would like to admit, but he didn't particularly like to dwell on the thought and quickly pushed it out of his mind.

Lucille leaned back in her chair and re-opened her novel to the page she had saved. "Besides..." she continued without looking up. "You know the poor girl is in heat. That's probably what started this little mess. You could just wait it out and she'll go back to her normal, plucky, energetic self eventually."

"Yeah, that's a good point," Jacob nodded. He sat for a while to collect his thoughts: What to do with his dragon, how to react to her behavior, and what to tell her. ... He cared about her, that was clear.... Maybe he just needed to explain that care and romance are not the same things.

"Well..." he stood up, feeling perhaps a bit better about the situation than before. "Thanks, mother. Maybe I should go and try to talk to her, then. Try and work something out."

"You can't. She's out running errands for your father again." Lucille replied without looking up from her book. "Your father was muttering something about an incorrect shipment from the trade barges and re-checking inventory. I bet he has her flying back and forth non-stop between the docks and his office to deliver inventory lists, the poor thing."

Jake frowned. "Right.... well, I guess I'll head off for class a little early, then." He made his move to leave.

"Don't you dare step outside without bringing your jacket." She chided. "It might rain later today."

Jacob rolled his eyes, but he knew she was right deep down inside. "Will do," he called from down the hallway.

Many hours later, and both Jake and his dragon were home. It hadn't even rained. He had put off talking to her, even doing his homework in his room for the second time in a row. That wasn't like him... Usually he enjoyed doing his work outside with her or in her stable. But now, the prospect of speaking with his dragon filled Jake with anxiety, and he had been avoiding her.

Jacob was looking out back door of the estate house and was staring at her stable, trying to will himself to take action.

"Cripes, what am I doing?" Jake muttered to himself. "I can't just leave Nel in her pen all day and never speak to her.... Gosh, I'm horrible. Okay: think, think, Jake.... I just gotta go in there, and keep it simple. Just like my mother said. Tell her that she's a dragon and I'm not, that it's not okay to pursue those feelings, that it's not right. Gotta tell her that I don't like her like that, and...."

He sighed and closed his eyes. He felt in his heart that he wasn't quite being completely truthful with himself. Abruptly, he turned around and began to pace.

"Okay, look... She's a dragon. I'm not. Its wrong, it's wrong... Gotta focus on that. Cripes, what the heck would my father say if this ever got out?" Jake's imagination ran wild with images of the local newspaper with a sensational story on his shameful acts of dracophilia. His father's reputation, tarnished. His mother, heart-broken. His friends shunning him. Penelope taken away from him, his father handing her over to the empire's mounted post service to work as a mail curior or something...

Or maybe she'd be kicked out and forced to live in the wild on her own. The thought caused Jacob to swallow down the uncomfortable feelings. Penelope didn't exactly know how to fend for herself, as she had been comfortably pampered for nearly all her life. What if she ran into some of the wild dragon populations out there? They'd probably shun a domesticate like Penelope, or worse...

"Just gotta focus on the basics." Jake slammed his fist in his hand, trying to hype himself up. "She's a dragon and I'm not, so it's wrong. Be firm with her, tell her it's not okay, and tell her I don't like her like that!"

And shamefully, Jake sighed and added in his thoughts: "...even if I'm not sure if I mean it or not..."

Steeling himself and his resolve, he marched straight to the door of the dragon's pen and flung it open, immediately opening his mouth to shout:

"Penelope! We need to talk!"

But what he saw surprised him. Jake stood in the threshold of the doorway, taking in the scene. Inside, the dragon lay curled up on a ball on her bedding, with a wing tightly tucked over her head. She didn't seem to acknowledge his presence. Jake stared, dumbfounded, as her food dish from earlier this morning lay untouched.

"She didn't even eat...." he muttered, half in shock.

If there was one thing the dragon loved in life, it was food. He felt his stomach wrench up into knots at the sight of her bowl.

Forgetting everything he was going to say, he ran over to the dragon and knelt down at her side to place a hand on her shoulder.

"Penelope..." he spoke softly to her in a quiet, concerned tone. "Are you okay?"

The dragon was unresponsive to his voice.

Jake's apologetic expression scrunched up in a worried frown. He gently took a hold of the extended wing covering her face and pulled at it, but she sharply yanked out of his grasp and muttered a muffled-sounding "No!". Jake's insides tightened up once more. Her voice sounded terse and angry to him. It had been a long while since he had seen the dragon this upset. Years, maybe. Not since his father had muzzled her for accidentally setting aflame the neighbor's tree lawn. He watched Penelope for a moment, still tucked in a ball with her lavender-hued wings covering her head and body, shunning the outside world and him with it.

"Nel..." he spoke to her once more, his voice nearly a whisper. "Come on... What's wrong? Tell me." Jake was sure he knew the answer already, but he was hoping to get her to talk.

The lavender-scaled dragon seemed to recoil at his words and curled up even tighter in her balled up position. He heard her take in a long, deep breath and exhale it forcefully before speaking. "I'm... sick," she replied, the upset tone of her voice doing little to mask the lie.

If there was any part of her that really was sick, it had to be the dragon's heart, Jacob mused. He knew this was all because of last night. Penelope getting him to experiment with sex... The moral and personal objections to his own debaucherous inter-species endeavors was rather stressful for Jacob, and he had walked out on her, being too wrapped up in his own anxiety of the situation. But he had forgotten how that might have affected her, and it apparently had gotten her very upset.

Penelope's innocent naivety, along with her usually cute and chipper behavior was infectious, and always brought a smile to Jacob's face. It was as if she just had a way of making him happy somehow. He had always loved that... which is why seeing her like this really brought Jake down. He felt compelled to comfort her, but the situation put Jake in a difficult spot. He felt like showing affection would only encourage the dragon.

"Hey, Penelope... I..." He sighed in resignation and sat down next to her. "Look, Nel: I can't stand to see a sad dragon like this. You're too cute to act sad." He let himself smirk for a moment before returning to a solemn frown. Jake stroked the dragon's scaled back softly as he continued to talk. "So, um... yesterday was kind of crazy, you know? A lot went on, you kinda convinced me to try some stuff with you and... gosh, things just moved really fast..."

Jacob waited for an answer, but received none.

"So... I was not ready for any of it, really. Things moved so fast and so I kinda snapped and yelled at you later and..." Jake trailed off, pausing to look down at his dragon.

"... and I'm sorry, Nel." Jake continued. "I'm sorry I got you upset. I feel really bad about it."

Jacob meant every word. He had hoped to get a reaction out of the dragon, but she continued to lie there, hiding from the outside world. After saying his mind, the keeper sat there in silence, continuing to stroke his dragon's back. He thought hard about what else to say, but was unable to come up with anything.

After a while, he heard the dragon take a big breath. "You hurt me." Penelope replied, her voice sounding slightly muffled underneath her wing. "You don't even care about me."

"What? Oh, come on, Nel!" he objected, before quickly minding himself to lower his voice and speak to her in a more comforting tone. "No, I do like spending time with you. In fact, I've always liked spending time with you. You know that..." Truthfully, Jake could not remember a time where he did not spend time with his dragon... the two spent some time nearly every day together since his parents first brought the young hatchling home when he was young. The dragon had since become a close friend and confidant... someone he would always find himself coming to, even if it was just to talk.

"No you don't!" Penelope argued. "You proved it yesterday!"

Jake pursed his lips tightly, not wanting to revisit the events of last night nor the strange feelings they stirred up. "That's a load of crock, Nel. Listen.... if I didn't care about you, why would I come visit you every day, take you out of your pen, and do stuff with you? Why would I come and hang out and work on my homework with you? Heck, why would I be here, feeling worried and upset that my dragon is curled up in the corner ignoring her food? Its just..." he sighed. "Well, it kinda hurts see you like this, to be honest. Please, Nel. I..."

And suddenly, his mother's words echoed in his heart...

"Just tell her how you feel."

Jacob became aware of what he was saying, and the truth behind his own words hit him like a gust of wind. He was doing it: following his mother's advice... though it wasn't in quite the same way that she intended.

"Listen, Nel.... I care about you. I care about you quite a lot, actually." He spoke, softly.

After a long period of silence, Penelope shifted in place and folded her wing back to reveal her head, and Jake saw her face for the first time. The dragon looked sad and distraught with her brow furrowed, her lips pouty, and the fins on her head drooped and listless.

"You really mean it?" Penelope asked. She hung her head low and and looked up at him at a glance, not wanting to share eye contact.

Jake caught the dragon by the chin and gently lifted her face up until she was looking up into his eyes.

"Every word. So come on... keep your chin up for me, okay? I hate to see a mopey dragon." He tried to put on a happy face for her, hoping she would follow suit.

Slowly, his dragon looked back at him with the beginnings of a smile on her face. She let out a little huff and paused before getting the will to speak. "Thank you, Jake," she replied, and the dragon crawled toward him and embraced her keeper by wrapping her neck and a wing around his shoulders. "That made me feel better."

Seeing the dragon smile once more was enough for him. Jacob felt a huge sense of alleviation and returned the hug eagerly. He let out a relieved sigh, glad to have her spirits up.

Breaking the hug and getting up to lie next to him, Penelope looked down and anxiously drew lines in the ground with a claw. "I thought you didn't like my gift... that you didn't care." The dragon was referring to the small golden clockwork gear she had given him the night prior.

He looked at her with a slightly confused expression. "What? No... I have it. It's sitting on my dresser."

Her eyes opened wide. "Really? You didn't hide it away and bury it somewhere where I wouldn't find it?"

He laughed at her logic: how the dragon assumed he thought and acted as she did. "Nope!"

Hearing this, Penelope became visibly excited. "So you do still want to mate with me!"

And in an instant, the smile was wiped off Jacob's face. He didn't quite know how Penelope's mind worked sometimes. That gift must mean something to her, but he wasn't sure what.

"Um, Nel..." he bit his lip. "I, uh... never said that," Jake spoke, his voice wavering unsteadily in the air.

He watched the dragon's head fins fold back along her skull in a show of disappointment. "I'm... confused." She darted her head down, trying to work out the facts in her mind. "But... but.... you kept my gift..."

Jake darted his head away from her gaze, feeling uncomfortable in the moment. He didn't know what to do with himself, and shifted uncomfortably in her bed. Dragons were greedy and materialistic creatures by nature... they had no concept of giving away possessions. Such an idea was foreign and unnatural to them. So, any gift that came from a dragon usually wasn't a gift at all: The gift carried some sort of unspoken favor or obligation for the dragon in return. You were bound to follow it, or risk deeply offending them. He was vaguely aware of how it worked... but hadn't thought about it at the time, being too distracted by the stress of the situation last night. Jake thought hard, remembering what words were exchanged at the time.

"You gave it to me...." Jake frowned in thought. "Because you wanted to experiment more?"

Penelope looked at him but did not respond. She wouldn't say; he knew she wouldn't.

Jake thought for a moment before speaking again. "You gave it to me because you wanted to see me stop being so reluctant?"

The dragon looked down and hid her head at his words."You enjoy spending time with me, right?" Penelope asked, ignoring him.

"Yes, of course." Jake replied. He gave her some light scratches on the top of her snout. It was a place Penelope liked to be stroked.

"... and you like mating with me, right?" she asked.

Jacob scrunched up his lips in a tight frown and rested his hand on her neck. "I.... Nel, you already know the answer to that..."

"Tell me again," she demanded, pulling her head fins back against her head. "I want to hear it."

Jake hung his head in resignation and sighed. "Fine... Yes, I like it." Jake forced the words out.

Penelope breathed a satisfied sigh but kept her pouting expression. "Then why are you so reluctant?"

Jake bit his lip and grimaced, unwilling to go into detail and possibly offend her. The dragon waited for him to speak for a moment, but was unhappy to find any answer. Huffing in exasperation, Penelope leaned in and rested her head against his chest. "Jake... I don't understand. What's so hard about this?" She placed a paw in his lap that made Jake suspicious. He knew the dragon had a tendency to act a bit touchy-feely from being in heat.

Ignoring the paw for now, Jake confessed his thoughts. "You're a dragon, Nel. And I'm not... it's wro-" He caught himself. "It's weird. I mean, all this stuff between you and me. You're a dragon, and I'm not. And yet we're talking about love and relationships and...." Jake reluctantly forced the words out. "....and sex. It doesn't feel completely right, cause we're different. And I..." He broke out a sudden groan. "Cripes, it's so hard to put it into words."

She looked away, huffing under her breath. "You don't like to talk about it...."

Jake gave a half-hearted laugh. "I don't even like to think about it!"

"You don't?" Penelope pondered his words.

He then shook his head. "Ah... I'm sorry, Nel, really... I don't mean it like that. Its just difficult for me." Jake shifted in place, trying to change the mood. "Look, I know you're confused about it, Nel... but maybe this well help," he began. "Me thinking that doing this stuff with you is weird..." he gestured to his head. "It's an intellectual decision. Its my brain talking. But me liking what we're doing, that's decided by... that part of the body." he gestured to his crotch, causing Penelope to stick her tongue out and giggle. "They don't always agree in what they think, so I get conflicted."

Penelope seemed to take the knowledge in stride, nodding quickly. "I get it."

"Yeah?" he asked. Jacob felt a bit surprised that she seemed to understand.

The dragon inched closer to Jake. "And what about the part of you that thinks you love spending time with your dragon and you never ever want to see her sad?" She asked, her tone of voice sounding hopeful and excited.

Jacob chuckled. "That part.... that comes from here." he patted his chest right were his heart should be.

Penelope gave a tiny squeal of excitement and laid her head on his chest where he had touched. "I like that part of you," she churred, nuzzling him with her cheek. He laughed and patted the dragon on her head affectionately, gently holding her there to his chest.

Penelope murmured softly as she nuzzled against her keeper. "I don't understand why a part of you doesn't like it. But I know you still care about me. And you kept my gift. That's what's important."

Her change in demeanor surprised Jake momentarily, but he gratefully returned the affection with a hug, wrapping his arms around he neck. Jake let out a huge sigh, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. "Thanks, Nel," he whispered, patting her on the back of the head. Penelope returned the hug, and Jake felt wing claws lightly press into his skin as she felt his back up with her wingtips.

Breaking the hug, Jake looked back at her with an expression of concern.

"So how are you feeling? Better? No longer upset?"

Penelope pouted. "I'm hungry."

Jacob laughed, knowing that was a great answer to hear.

The rest of the day had gone without a hitch, and the trend continued even into the evening. As Jake lay studying by candlelight, his head propped up against Penelope's scaled belly, he thought for a moment that things might return to normal for a while. The idea was kind of exciting to him, and Jacob tried to tell himself he wouldn't miss the sex at all. His dragon was happy for the moment, she wasn't currently trying to get in his pants, and all was right in the world.

And the next morning, Jacob woke up feeling great. He fed Penelope like he had always done, went to class like he had always done, and came home, just like he had always done. It was almost a little invigorating.

Whistling to himself, Jacob went out to the dragon's pen that afternoon. It was a great day outside, and he brought his books with him, hoping to get some good work done before taking his dragon out in the fields. He had even brought snacks: a couple strips of jerky were stowed in his pack for him to share. He felt good about the day, for some reason. Maybe it was the lovely weather.

Jacob put his hand on the dragon's door and gave a sharp rap. "Nel? I came out to do some homework. And I have a treat for you!"

Inside came a muffled churr and he heard his dragon call out to him from beyond the door. "Come in, Jake. I got a treat for you, too."

Suddenly, Jacob felt a rush of awkward emotions well up in him. "Uh oh..."

Despite a nagging feeling that it was probably not a good idea to continue, Jake flung open the door anyway and entered her stable. Inside, his dragon lay on her bare, hand-me-down mattress, with her rear facing his direction. With a demure little giggle, the dragon raised her tail out of the way and slowly lifted her leg, presenting all she had to her keeper.

Jake's face stonewalled. He dropped his satchel of books and food on the floor with a thump. "No." he said, flatly.

The dragoness dropped her mischievous smile and immediately looked hurt. "But why?" she whined.

Jacob threw his hands to the side in exasperation and spoke to her in a clearly annoyed tone of voice. "Cripes, Nel... we've been through this so many times before. You know, I came in here to sit down, spend some time with you and get some work done, not to...." he gesticulated wildly "...well, you know!"

Penelope quickly got up and approached Jake, circling him closely like a stalking predator. "Oh, we can do work afterward. Come on, Jake: you say you don't want to.... but I know you also do." When she got behind her keeper, the eager dragon wormed her head under his arm and laid her head against against his chest. There, she looked up at Jacob with a pair of hopeful, innocent eyes and wrapped a wing around his side. "Pretty pretty please?" she asked, her voice sounding hopeful.

Her seductive behavior had already ignited a fire in Jake's chest, and he quickly felt a nagging desire to say yes. Conflicted, he reluctantly pushed the dragon away and turned to face her. "I was hoping you'd be done with your heat by now." he said through pursed lips.

Penelope ventured close to Jake, invading his personal space once more. She leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Almost... but not yet," the dragon replied. The dragoness began to sensuously lick at his neck, lathing her tongue on his skin in a slow lapping motion. "I'm really antsy cause I didn't do anything yesterday.... But now I'm feeling better today. I know you care about me, Jake. And I care about you. I want you, Jake. And I want to feel you in me."

Her behavior was already getting Jacob to second-guess himself. He could hardly help it. He felt like a burning fire welled up in his chest from her amorous behavior. She seemed worse than last time, even... every time the topic came up, Penelope seemed to get more and more open about the idea of sex.

"Just because I care about you doesn't mean I want...." Jake trailed off, knowing that where he was going wasn't entirely true. "Gah, you're incorrigible!" he sputtered. "Can't you please take care of your heat yourself?" he pleadingly asked.

"No, Jake." she whispered. "It's not the same by myself. Its more fun with you. I like to get you aroused, to make you feel good too. I like to see you eager.... to know you want me." Penelope purred in excitement. "Its so much better when I'm not alone." The lavender-scaled dragon began nuzzling his chest with an affectionate hum.

"I..." Jacob's heart was thumping in his chest, and there was no doubt that Penelope could feel it as well, with her cheek resting on his pecs. He swallowed thickly and placed his hand on the dragon's forehead, pausing as he decided what to do. He was torn between encouraging her and pushing her away. His mind raced, mulling over his options... whether to give in or deny. To stand up and reaffirm his choice or to sit back and let things happen.

".... to be honest, sitting back and just letting things happen is starting to seem like an attractive idea," he thought.

"Penelope... please don't do this," he pleaded. "Its really hard on me..."

Penelope pulled away. The dragon had a moment of concern flash across her face, but it was quickly replaced with her sly smile. "It's okay, Jake.... I figured it out. I get it now"

"Huh?" He asked, bewildered at where the dragon was going with her logic.

"You care about me. And you like mating with me." she stated, matter-of-factly.

Jake bit his lip, feeling a twinge of embarrassment. "Yes," he reluctantly admitted.

"But you don't like to talk or think about those things." Penelope continued. " It makes you uncomfortable. Those thoughts comes from your head, like you said last night. That's where you think." She gave a lavicious grin. "...So lets not think today."

"Huh?"

"Yup! That'll make it easier. No thinking about feelings or dragons or mates. Just doing." She nodded, convinced of the sagacity of her own words.

"Nel..." Jake whined. He closed his eyes and exhaled loudly in resentment. "That's not quite what I was trying to get at last night.... What I was trying to say was-"

"Stop," she pleaded. "Don't think about that stuff that happened last night. Don't think about any of that. Don't think about you, me, or anyone else. Just think about what's happening right now..." the dragon moved her snout across Jake's neck, nuzzling him and giving off a guttural, draconic purr. "Right now, I have my heat still, Jake. And I need someone to help me with it. That's the only thing to think about. There's nothing else to it."

Her words had strange ways of appealing to him... ways he wasn't quite sure about. "She had to have spend some time trying to figure this angle out, hoping to convince me to sleep with her again," he thought. "Probably took her all morning or... whatever. Cripes, her tongue.... man, I don't know what it is but she drives me crazy the way she licks and nibbles on my neck and shoulders...." Jacob found his hands at Penelope's neck, embracing her, and switched his focus to instead gently push her away. The dragon resisted his touch, however, and continued to dote on and seduce her keeper as she saw fit.

There was no way she would have gotten away with this argument had they not already experimented... but now things were different. Jake could tell Penelope still didn't quite understand his reasons for feeling uncomfortable, but the way she was trying to downplay his conflicted emotions showed that she was learning. The dragon was right, for one thing: he didn't like to think about the current relationship between them. But Jake didn't like to simply give in and have sex with her either. The idea of him and a four-legged creature having sex filled him with awkward and uncomfortable feelings. But yet, having his dragon dote on him like this, the way she touched and spoke to him... it made it hard to see things for what they were. Jacob found himself becoming more and more tempted by the second.

"Can't you just help a dragon out when she's in need?" Penelope asked, the dragon speaking in a soft, hushed voice as she nosed under his shirt collar to lap further down his chest. Jacob felt her tongue lick slowly, pressing in with anxious desire. The room felt hot to him... he could feel his own cheeks begin to flush from the dragon's compelling behavior. "Well, Jake? I just need a little help." she churred, moving to his cheek and ear, doting on him with clear affection. Her overpowering demeanor consumed his thoughts. The air of the pen was cloaked in the scent of a female dragon in heat. The husky, seductive tone in her voice was unmistakable.

As she began to softly lap at his ear, Jake found himself considering the dragon's proposition. He was enticed by her actions, felt spurred to arousal by her advancements. Once he got that rush of excitement coursing through his veins, it became harder to see the situation clearly. His reluctance and awkwardness over the situation was melting under the sheer arousal he was feeling.

He had to admit: helping a dragoness out with her heat sounded refreshingly simple. No golden gears, no "I love you's", no awkward talks. He liked the way she worded it: "She's just a dragon who needs help with her heat." It sounded easy to believe when she put it that way. It sounded no where near as big of a deal as a dragon who wanted to be in a sexual relationship with a human. It sounded...

...It sounded like something that was easy to say yes to.

Seeing her keeper not budging just yet, the dragon turned to face him once more and rested her head against his chest. "Jake?" Penelope asked, her voice still sounding low and provocative on her tongue.

Both of them knew a part of Jake wanted to give in, and she was giving him an excuse.....

"What do you think, Jake? Just one little dragon that needs help with her heat..."

....and all Jacob needed was a good excuse.

"Well... it aches if you don't get satisfaction, right?" He fought to hide a smile.

"Yes..." she whispered, drawing out the "s" with a hiss as she nuzzled him. With the dragon facing his side, Penelope wrapped her neck around his hips and back and hugged his leg with her left foreleg. Her right wing was close to his body, and Penelope dipped it forward to hook her thumb claw on the waistline of his pants and give a tender yank downwards.

"If you get your help, will it be easier to deal with?"

"Yes, Jake," Penelope whispered once more. The wing claw fumbling at his pants line gave up and she resorted to stroking the bulge in his pants with her thumb claw. Jake immediately stiffened up from the provocative touch, and Penelope tightened her embrace with her neck and foreleg as she teased him.

He laid a hand on his dragon's back, finding it hard to concentrate. "And once your heat ends, you'll stop seducing me, right?" he asked.

The dragon flinched and partially retracted her head out from behind his back. "I...." she faltered, showing uncertainty for a moment before resuming her display of affection. "Don't think about that, Jake. No thinking," Penelope said, going back to hug him with paw and wing, this time keeping her head on his chest. She was ignoring the question to try and distract him, he knew. But as much as he was aware of her motives, it didn't seem to make the dragon's tactics any less effective...

Jake was starting to feel himself come under her spell, but he fought to not give in. "Answer my question, Nel..." He paused and gasped as the dragon affectionately nibbled on the skin of his shoulder. "If I can help you one more time, you won't need to worry about it later, right? We can go back to normal after this?"

The dragon looked away and pouted her lips, pausing for a moment before speaking a very hesitant "... Yes."

Penelope was never a very good liar. Her body language gave Jake plenty of reason to doubt her answer. But it didn't matter: Jake wasn't looking for logic. He was looking for a reason to give in. Help her now, and he could try to go back to their relationship before. He was convincing himself that helping his dragon was a means to an end. Just that, nothing more.

That was his excuse.

"Jake..." She whispered. Her lips were agonizingly close to Jacob's left ear, and he felt the dragon's hot breath wash over his face as she spoke. Once more the persistent dragon stalked her keeper, sensuously rubbing her flank against his body as she walked around him. "Come on, Jake," She taunted him, whispering in his other ear as she approached his right side. Breaking off, Penelope finished off her provocative show with a sensual drag of her tail tip across his cheek as she carefully positioned herself in front of her keeper with her rear facing him. The dragon's passing tail was provocatively still raised high, and her head had drooped low to the ground as she looked back. She kept one forepaw held in the air, and her amorous expression was unmistakable. Seeing the conflicted expression on Jacob's face, the dragon continued her tease, speaking to him slowly with a soft and sultry tone in her voice. "All I'm asking you to do is help a dragon out with her heat," she said, curling her lips into a pout as she slowly swayed her tail to and fro, beckoning him. "...A needy dragon who has been waiting all day for you to come home...."

"Cripes..." Jake gasped. He felt his erection bulging his pants already.

"Is that a yes, Jake?" she asked.

Jacob dropped his shoulders in defeat. "I.... sure."

Penelope flinched, not really expecting his answer. Immediately, she dropped her seductive show and practically jumped for joy. "Oh, thank you, Jake!" she cried, her voice shrill and excited. In a move that surprised Jacob, the dragon whirled around and she reared up to hug him with both forelegs and wings, nearly lifting him up off his feet. He jumped at the suddenness, but was too tightly squeezed by a pair of scaly forelegs and wings to move much. There Penelope quickly leaned in to kiss her keeper on the lips, causing Jake to immediately let out a muffled "Mmf!" and open his eyes wide in surprise as he felt some rather excited dragon tongue try and enter his mouth. He felt her tongue pushing his lips open and trying to find a way past his teeth. Grunting, he freed an arm from her embrace to try and push her lips back.

He came off of her, gasping. He felt annoyed, and put-off by her frenching. "Cripes, I thought dragons don't kiss!"

"So? Its fun to act like a human sometimes!" she replied, her voice giddy from elation. Churring deeply in her throat, the dragon went in for another kiss, which Jacob was equally unprepared for and lightly struggled in her embrace.

"Mmf!" Jacob mumbled, before pulling away for a moment. "No tongue!"

Penelope silently relented, but continued her amorous excursion in human affection. As unused to the concept of dragon kissing as Jake was, he wouldn't deny that her human-like actions were a bit compelling in a naughty, forbidden sort of way. He gave in just a little, and let the dragon kiss. Her scaled lips felt cool and surprisingly strong-willed on own, and she mouthed and kissed at him in a frenzy. Grinning practically horn-to-horn, the excited Penelope quickly let go of her keeper when he had her fill and sat back down on her haunches.

Jake put one hand to his forehead and rubbed his lips with the back of his other, already starting to regret his decision. "Gosh, what did I just get myself into? Not again...."

"Too late!" Penelope cried. "No take backs!" The excited dragon quickly darted in to wrap Jake in her wings. She nosed under his shirt and began to lap around the waistline of his breeches, causing Jacob to gasp. Her tongue was prowling, worming under his underwear, searching for her target, but Jake grunted and pulled Penelope off. She looked confused.

"Hold on, Nel. Can't we take things a little slow at least? You know... let me have a little time to get used to your body instead of jumping me and having your way...."

Penelope paused, not expecting his request, and her smile slowly drooped. She closed her eyes, feeling torn between the urgent ache in her loins that begged to be satisfied, and her desire to let her keeper do what was necessary to feel more comfortable. But all of the sudden, her face seemed to brighten as the dragon came to an epiphany. "Wait, I know!"

The lavender-scaled dragon whirled around and immediately spread her hind legs wide and lifted her tail for him, appearing eager beyond belief. "Mm, Jake... I want you to mate me so bad right now." she cooed. "But you want to be in control." A rather sly smile spread across her lips. "Good. I want you to take me like this. You can have control. You can take me on all fours like you are a big, rough male dragon claiming me as a mate."

Jake bit his lower lip in apprehension, feeling a mixture of giddy excitement and uncomfortable awkwardness from seeing his dragon so positioned, lewdly presenting everything to him. He could easily see her slit was already wet from arousal from the glint of the ambient light in the room. Jake couldn't believe it: she asked him to mate her like another dragon would, of all things! Penelope was not helping his apprehension. He felt a pressure gather in his throat and gulp it down. Mating doggy-style: the idea sounded so... bestial and animalistic to him. He didn't like it.

"Nel, I dunno about this..." he trailed off.

His lavender dragon looked back, appearing hurt at his hesitance. "Jake, please.... I want it."

Jacob looked at her face. He saw her excitement, her hopeful eyes, raised brow, and her dejected pout all staring back at him. The dragon stood there, giving him that look, clinging to one tiny thread of hope that her keeper would say yes. And Jake could not say no to that face. Letting a small smile stretch across his mouth, Jake relented.

"Okay, fine."

Penelope's face lit up and she let out an excited squeal. "Yes!" she cried.

"But I'm taking my time." he warned, to which Penelope slowly nodded.

Jacob felt that he needed to coach himself forward. Gulping hard, he tentatively stepped close to her and laid a hand on the dragon's rump, taking in the moment. A collection of spiky, craggy scale growths jutted out from the top of that rump that gave her frame some flourish. The dragon had similar features on her shoulders, head and neck. Though her cute, lavender scales dominated her back and sides, the dragon's underbelly and the bottom of her tail were covered in banded scutes the color of spring daffodils. Her muscular hind legs gave Penelope a some rather full hips as well. Penelope looked giddy and waved her tail back and forth in eager excitement, ready to continue. She kept her hind legs slightly spread for him, displaying her most private areas. Jake stared at the slit between her legs. The scaly skin around her vent was swollen and puffy from her wanton arousal, slightly parted to reveal her sensitive, pink skin inside. The area was visibly moist with her fluids as well, reflecting the ambient light just a bit to give her slit a mild sheen.

"Come on, Jake" the dragon begged, her voice hot and breathy in the air. She wriggled her hips at him in open invitation. "Feel my body.... get comfortable."

Jake brought his hand to Penelope's tail base, feeling the bunched-up ripples in her skin from her tail being bent back so far. He didn't want to admit it, but her rear was rather attractive looking.... for a dragon. Definitely shapely, at any rate. He began to explore her body, running his hands across her hips and legs, feeling a rush of forbidden excitement from touching his dragon in such sensual ways. Penelope let out a tiny hum of satisfaction as she felt her keeper's hands prowl. To know he wanted her, that he was enjoying the touch of her body... the idea sent shivers down her spine.

"Here goes nothing..." Jake thought.

Suddenly, Penelope felt a hand on her slit and let out a quiet gasp as Jacob cupped his palm around her mound, instantly getting his hands a bit moist. "Yes..." she breathed. "Feel me, Jake. Touch me."

He sheepishly grinned at her words, noting the dragon was more than ready to continue. Jake took his fingers and began to massage the dragon's warm lips, feeling the skin give and spread in his palm. He rubbed up and down the dragon's slit, sticking them just barely inside and spreading her warm lips. Penelope's scales just around her vent felt softer than anywhere else on her body to Jake's hand, being almost leathery in quality, and she was surprisingly warm to the touch back there. His other hand found her tail base, and he affectionately rubbed her there, knowing it was a place the dragon liked to be pet.

"Do you like that, Nel?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Mmmm... yes!" she crooned. Penelope had sighed in sweet relief: not relief from her heat, but relief in seeing her human being so proactive.... so.... willing. Seeing him like this for the first time... The thought sent shivers down her spine.

Jake's hand became slick with her fluids as he slowly explored the most private area of her body, and Penelope was loving every second. She turned her neck to watch him, enthralled to be felt and caressed by her keeper. Watching his dragon's face, Jake took his hand and traced around her engorged and swollen lips, getting a feel for her entrance. He teased her, pretending to penetrate only to pull back repeatedly, and watched as Penelope opened her eyes wide in excitement, only to form a pout on her face as she realized what he was doing.

"Jake..." she pleaded. The lavender-hued dragon gave a husky growl at his actions, urging him to continue.

He found himself grinning and laughing at her reaction as he wriggled a finger around the edges of the dragon's slit and his other hand continued to pat and stroke her hips and rump. Knowing what the dragoness wanted, Jake took his middle and ring fingers and curled them up, inserting them slowly into the dragon's vent and spreading her silken folds open. Penelope stiffened up and let out out a whine of pleasure as she felt her human curl his finger up and enter her, pushing in gently up to his knuckles. Jake felt electrified just by seeing the dragon react to be penetrated... It wasn't much different than any girl he had been with. Her slit spread was wide around his fingers, allowing him to see the pink flesh within. The feeling of her scales and yielding vent felt quite exotic to him.... strange, yet enticing at the same time. The dragon's fluids were slick and slippery on his fingers. Her vent felt muscular and taunt. Slowly, the dragoness let out a pleasured, guttural purr as she was fingered.

"You like that, huh?" Jacob asked, unable to hide a grin.

Penelope crooned and lifted her tail higher as she felt him press deeper. "Yes, Jake...." the dragon churred. "Feels so good. And I want more." She shut her eyes tight and rocked into Jake's fingers, squeezing the digits in her depths in delight. Jacob marveled at the dragon's vent, feeling it come to life with a pulsing, constricting pull. He remembered having that same feeling around his shaft earlier.... The thought caused his cock to jump in his pants. Jake let himself give into the swell of arousal as his finger became enveloped in his dragon's warm, slick depths, and muttered to himself how hot it was.

He pumped into the dragon with his fingers at a slow but steady pace, holding her tail with his other hand, just content to watch the dragon as she was pleasured. Jake found himself grinning. He enjoyed feeling her vent around his fingertips, even letting himself admit he was really turned on by seeing Penelope buck and gasp at his whim. Quietly, the dragon growled and lowered her head, and Penelope gave in to a small orgasm and clenched hard around her keeper's fingers. He held the dragon close, content on letting her enjoy the feelings.

With the small rush of pleasure passing, Penelope pressed back into him and gently wrapped her muscular tail across his shoulders, pulling him closer with a gentle tug. "Jake..." she whispered breathlessly, caught up in the moment. "Jake.... Do you want me?"

Jacob flinched and looked away for a moment, feeling embarrassed by the question. "I..." Jake began, then he suddenly let out a sigh. Jake looked at his hand, cupped over his dragon's genitals, his middle and ring finger penetrating her vent. His saw his own erection tenting his pants and sensed the giddy buzz of arousal in his head. Looking at all these things, he couldn't deny it. Yes, he wanted her. But admitting it was another issue altogether...

Penelope frowned, being put-off by his silence. "Ja-ake...." she whined.

"I thought we weren't going to be talking about anything but needing help with your heat," He blurted out, fully aware that this was never really really case at all.

"You're not helping!" Penelope pouted, feeling hurt from his words.

Jake dropped his smile, feeling bad for making the situation worse. "Gah, I'm sorry, Nel." He began to apologetically stroke and pet the dragon's tail base. "I didn't mean that. In all honesty..." He removed his fingers from her and began to fumble with his belt. His breeches fell down and the metal buckle clanked as it hit the floor. "Cripes, you're making me hot. I can't wait any longer." He said with a grin. Jacob bent down to remove his shoes, before standing up to unbutton his shirt.

Penelope's eyes brightened a bit. "Can't wait to do what, Jake?" she asked with baited breath.

Jacob let out an anxious, embarrassed little laugh and cast his clothing to the side. "Can't wait to..." Suddenly, he sighed and drooped his shoulders. "...have sex with you."

Penelope gave a pleasured churr and and moved her hips to the side so she could get a view of his body. Jake's erection stood proudly in the air, and a large swatch of precum was already smeared at the tip. She saw it and squeaked in excitement.

"Your body is saying it better than you do," she confided, and Jacob let himself smile at her words.

She watched as Jake approached her rear end once more, gently taking her tail in hand with a shy smile on his face. This was it! Her expressive, cerulean eyes opened wide as she felt the tip of his warm cock brush against her teased slit. "Jake..." she gasped.

"You ready?" he asked.

The dragon felt like she could hardly stand to wait any longer. Amorously, she curled her tail around Jake's shoulders and stroked the tip against his cheek in a teasing manner.

"Do it."

Penelope let out an unavoidable moan as she felt his warm cock press against her sensitive lips, and before she knew it, Jake penetrated her, parting her slit slowly. His cock felt warm inside, her passage was comfortably spread wide on his girth. Feeling him slide in deeper sent a chill up her spine, and the dragon shivered, her wings began fluttering slightly in reflex. Penelope was enamored with the feeling of his probing shaft as Jacob re-familiarized himself with her depths. She turned to look, and was giddy to see her own rear propped up in the air and her keeper willingly taking her from behind.

Jake pressed in to the hilt, resting his hips against his dragon's and pushing firmly against her, feeling nearly overwhelmed by her slick, silken vent. He felt wonderful to be inside of her once more. It was almost enough to distract him from the uncomfortable thoughts swirling around in the back of his mind. Quick flashes of guilt and shame rose up in his thoughts. Shame and guilt of a man seeking sex outside his species....

Jacob flinched and shook the thoughts out of his head. "No take-backs," he reminded himself, laughing a little under his breath.

His hands found the dragon's butt, and as he told hold, Jake started to rock into her slowly, hearing Penelope let out a low hum of satisfaction as he began. He felt the dragon's lavender-scaled hips lightly pushing back on his crotch, her raised tail curled back nearly as far as it could go until it pressed against his stomach and chest. The smooth, creamy yellow-colored scutes on her belly, crotch, and the bottom of her tail carried a smooth, waxy texture to them, and they easily slid against Jake's skin without scraping.

"Yes," Penelope whispered breathlessly in reply to the steady thrusts. The dragon looked to be enjoying herself quite a bit, even though her keeper was going slow at the moment. She rocked into Jacob gently, her tail twitching, her tail curling back just a little bit every time he thrust in. Penelope let out tiny hums and grunts of pleasure as she was taken. She was enthralled to feel Jake inside her once more. The slow pace was making her all the more antsy for a bigger finish... but for now she took great joy in feeling her keeper hold onto her hips firmly, feeling him thrust in and set the pace, showing his eagerness. Penelope closed her eyes, relaxed and let out a pleasured churr as she was softly taken.

"Gosh..." Jake gasped, suddenly grabbing hold of the dragon's hips and squeezing her tight. He felt himself slowly press in deeper, becoming lost in his dragon's silken vent sliding against the skin of his shaft, and let out an unexpected groan. Jacob was for the first time able to enjoy the sensation at his own, relaxed pace. Her heat, her comfortable tightness... There was a lot to the simple act of penetration he had missed out on earlier, being too surprised and distracted by Penelope's desperate and horribly effective seduction techniques. It was a big change from having the heavy dragon jump on him and mercilessly ride him! This time, he was in control. And now he was in control, he was able to take in the experience for what it was.

And that's when it clicked. He was having sex with a dragon! And despite how odd it was to think about, he was enjoying himself quite a lot, actually.

Jacob let himself go and breathed a long sigh of pleasure as he sunk deep into the dragon's slippery passage once more. "Gosh, Nel... you feel incredible." He leaned back and stood up straight, grabbing hold of her tail and hugging it tightly as he thrust into her.

The dragon let out a muffled grunt and looked back, her expression amorous, and she let out a pleasured churr and playfully contracted hard around him in response, causing Jacob to let out a quiet laugh. She had been highly aroused from the start, and now that the dragon was finally satiating her heat, Penelope little to say and focused only on enjoying the situation. Jacob seemed to be getting more and more in the mood as he continued. His thrusting starting to feel more frantic and eager by the minute. She felt his hands run across her tail, hips and flanks, stroking and caressing her scaled body. She heard him complimenting her, telling her how hot she was, how she made him feel. It made her feel special.... feel wanted. And the dragon wouldn't trade the experience for anything in the world.

The dragon bent forward and dipped her chest low to the ground, angling her body. With her rear thrust into the air, Penelope looked back at Jacob through trusting eyes and an excited grin that made Jake know what she was going to say before she even opened her mouth.

"Jake..." Penelope whispered. "Take me. Give it to me harder."

He felt a rush of excitement at her words, but Jacob laughed at the same time. "Nel, put your butt down lower for me first. I can't lean forward when your hips are this high."

Churring cutely, the dragon accepted and guided her hips down a few inches to a more comfortable level for her partner. When she had finished, Jake looked down to see the dragon's thick tail in the way. Without thinking, he grabbed hold and guided it to the side of him as best he could, and Penelope giggled, bending her tail as much as she could to help him.

With his body slightly angled away from the thick tail that had been pushed to the side, Jacob did his best to lean forward and wrap his arms around Penelope's scaly waist, causing her to let out an excited "Ooh!" and lean back in to him as Jake began to thrust again, using his body weight to give it to the dragon a bit more forceful than before.

Penelope ducked her head to her chest and let out a long hiss of satisfaction as she felt him speed up. She felt wonderful inside. Hearing Jake start to breathe heavily turned her on. She didn't even know why. Her body swayed in time with his thrusts. The dragon felt electrified by the motion of his hips. Feeling him slam in to hers was an exhilarating experience.

"Jake," Penelope whispered breathlessly, her eyes closed tight in concentration. She felt a filling sensation in her body. Her inner muscles began to tense up. And all of the sudden, she felt a powerful rush of pleasure bloom inside her body and spread all over, causing the dragon to gasp and deeply growl. Her claws dug into the ground, her tail squirmed under Jake's body, and her vent began to spasm and squeeze on it's own, beyond her control. She wanted more, and mindlessly rocked back into him, growling to herself all the while.

Jacob gasped and held on as Penelope's vent began to tighten up around him. Her walls moved in an exotic, undulating motion that seemed to want to pull him in deeper. He felt the dragon's fluids ooze out around her slit and wet his balls. Not wanting to disappoint, Jacob continued his steady thrusts and keep up her pleasure.

Coming down from her orgasm, the dragon tied to Jacob's hips began to pant hard. She looked back at her keeper once again, this time, with a bit of wild desire in her eye. Penelope huffed. She pawed at the ground and snorted.

"Jake..." she growled heavily under her breath. "Don't stop."

Jacob's eyes widened a bit, finding her behavior a bit surprising. She had gotten like this before... the dragon was getting so caught up in the moment that she began to get a bit bestial.

Suddenly, an idea came to him, and with a wide grin, Jacob began to speed up until he was pounding her at a fast pace, locking his hands just inside the nook of her hips and inner thighs. Instantly, the dragon reacted, throwing her head back and squealing softly, her mouth opening wide in an open grin. The pressure he was putting on her vent was intense.

"Yes!" She cried, getting lost in the rhythm of his thrusts. "Yes, Jake!" she squealed. Penelope shuddered, losing control of her body momentarily as she relaxed and let her keeper have his way, feeling excited and eager of him enjoying her draconic, four-legged body.

Penelope slammed her eyes shut and growled to herself, imagining a big male dragon on her back, holding her down, his teeth biting her neck, his claws digging into her scales as she was taken by a very eager partner. She held on to this thought for a moment, fantasizing it was real like she had intended to before they started. But after a while, she suddenly opened her eyes. There was no male dragon... It was her keeper making her feel this way. Penelope looked back at him again, seeing him lost in his pleasure, with his eyes closed, his panting breath on her back, his hands grasping her scaled hide tightly... and thought for a moment that perhaps this was even better. She returned to her fantasy, only this time.... the dragon was Jake. A dragon-Jake... or a Jake-dragon, she wasn't sure which. Regardless, a big, feral, scaly Jake with wings and snout and claws filled Penelope's mind, and the idea quickly set her off. Enticed from her fantasy, Penelope started to grunt and growl, and before she knew it, a ball of fire welled up in her throat. She snorted the flames in her passion, imagining some wild, untamed dragon might do the same. It was not long before she felt another climax approaching.

Jacob let out a moan as Penelope began a second orgasm, feeling the dragon shiver in his arms and flap her wings uselessly as she was held down. The sounds of sex filled the room as both partners voices accompanied the soft squishing sounds of Penelope's drooling, convulsing vent. He was quickly approaching climax. Sweat shook off his brow from the rapid back-and-forth movement of his body. He felt his pace quickening, becoming more frantic and jerky. Penelope began to squeal and shout as she was mated roughly, feeling Jake tense up and hold on to her body told her that he was going to climax.

And with a gasp and one final forceful thrust, Jake exploded in the dragon's vent. The strength of his push caused Penelope to rock forward, and she shuddered and squealed in pleasure. She felt him coming inside... his throbbing cock pouring his seed deep into her passage. And it drove her up a wall. She desperately pressed back into him, snorting and calling his name as her own climax was drawn out. Jacob held on tight as Penelope's spasming vent milked him and drew his seed out, unable to do anything else at the moment. His eyes unfocused. His jaw slackened. And all he could do was hang on with his hips flush against his dragon and spurt out the last bits of his seed until there was no more to give.

And after both human and dragon had finished.... then everything was quiet.

After coming down from his high, Jacob realized that both he and his dragon were panting hard. And in spite of all, he gave a little laugh. Looking on at the dragon below him, he was amazed that such a creature was joined to him at the hips. As he continued to hold himself close against her body, Jake caressed her hips and thighs, finding the sensation of her scaly skin both exotic and a bit strange. The two stayed together for a moment not sharing a word, but both content to ride out their highs of pleasure and reflect on the moment. Jacob was beside himself from the experience, and a little lost for words.

After a while, Jacob pulled out from her and watched as Penelope tightened her wet and leaky slit with a pleasured hum. Slowly she turned around, taking time to stretch her legs behind her, and came up to nuzzle Jacob on the chest.

Jacob furrowed is brow as his dragon's affection brought him back to reality. "I, uh..." he paused, looking for something to say, when suddenly, he became aware of the arid scent on his nose. He flared his nostrils, taking in a quick whiff. "Nel?" he asked. "Did you snort fire in here?"

Penelope gave a sheepish giggle and bit her lip. "I... I kinda lost control for a little."

Jake laughed a little. "That explains it. I didn't even notice until just now..." He gave the dragon an affectionate, rough rub on her snout.

Penelope was enthralled to see her keeper take control and get into the experience... and to even laugh afterward! It filled her up with excitement and a sense of gratitude to know that he enjoyed her body as much as he did. She laid her head against his chest and churred in exquisite contentment. She was sure of it now. She was sure that she made a good decision in giving him his gift yesterday. "Mm, I needed that." she whispered. "That was amazing."

"Did you sate your heat?" he asked.

The dragon let out a quiet growl. "For now..." she answered, her face breaking out in a devilish grin... one causing Jacob to give an uneasy laugh.

"Thank you so much, Jake." Penelope churred, nuzzling his bare chest.

Still feeling warm from the afterglow, he took Penelope's head and cradled it, kissing her on the snout as he had always done growing up. "You're welcome, Nel," he replied. Jacob then bent down to kiss her again, but this time the dragon angled her head up and the pair met each other's lips. Surprised but not objecting this time, Jacob returned the kiss. He felt himself searching as he mouthed at her scaly lips, and immediately, he felt the dragon's thick, pointed tongue enter his mouth and lap at his own. Her tongue was smoother than his own, and carried her thick, draconic saliva. She tasted hot and ashy on his tongue. Jake held on quietly as the dragon passionately kissed him, before breaking off with a surprised expression.

Jake was hit with the significance of the moment. Here he was.... He had done it again: he had had sex with his dragon. And they even shared a very sensual kiss! After realizing how much he liked it, and after seeing how much she enjoyed it as well.... Jacob began to wonder what was wrong with the emotions he was feeling.

But at that moment, he flinched with a gush of self-awareness and pulled out of his embrace. "Oh man... I can't think like that.... A couple days of dragon sex and suddenly I'm liking it? What kind of pervert am I? For crying out loud, I just frenched a dragon! Get a hold of yourself, Jake..."

Penelope studied Jacob's suddenly conflicted expression as he became lost in thought for a moment, and she became worried. "Jake?" she asked. "Oh, please... don't get all upset again just cause we mated again. Jake..." She kept silent after that, but still staying anxious and upset, the dragon began to pace around him.

Jacob tried his best to calm Penelope down. "Nel, stop... please." He put a hand to the daffodil-colored scutes on her chest to hold her.

Seeing the conflicted expression Jake wore on his face, Penelope let out a tiny whimper and then sulked to the old mattress in the corner. She turned around in a circle and lied down, folding one paw over the other. "I'm sorry," she muttered, folding her frills flat against her head and looking at the floor.

Jacob let out a sigh from seeing his dragon get upset. He hated to see her like this. He wanted to reassure her and tell he wasn't upset or torn or conflicted over the sex... but it would have been a lie.

Bearing a scrunched up frown, Jacob realized he was feeling a bit awkward just standing there naked. He picked up his strewn clothes and quickly dressed himself.

It felt like a lot had changed today, and at the same time, it felt like nothing had really changed at all. His dragon was still getting him to have sex. She still had, beyond all logic, some unlikely feelings for him. And he still felt immensely uncomfortable over it. But Jacob was starting to realize how much he liked it. How much he liked her, even. He wasn't freaking out about it like his first time. With an uncomfortable grimace, Jacob realized... he was starting to get used to things. And it had only been a few days since it started!

Jacob wanted to leave, but knew he couldn't. Not when his dragon was upset. He walked over to Penelope's mattress and sat down next to her, pulling the dragon in a hug she felt reluctant to return.

"Look, Nel..." he began. "You mean a lot to me. And I realized...." he sucked in a big breath. "That this stuff between you and me is..." He trailed off and let the words hang. Jake didn't want to speak his mind. The thought of him becoming okay with the topic of dragon sex scared him.

Abruptly, he shifted gears. "Look.... even if I DO like it, it doesn't mean its okay. Or that it's right. Or that I want to. Well, no. I mean..."

"Jake," the dragon interrupted. "Remember I said no talking about it? No thinking?"

"Jacob shifted in place. "Uh... yeah?"

"I don't like it when you're conflicted and you don't want to." she frowned. "But I said it doesn't matter because I know you care about me, and...." Penelope slowly let herself smile. "...and because you accepted my gift." She looked back up at him, her expression clearly much happier. "Its okay."

Pleasantly surprised, Jacob felt a rush of relief wash over him. He smiled gratefully and rubbed the dragon's snout in a show of affection. "Thanks," he replied.

Jacob hung on her mention of the golden gear she had given him. He still didn't quite know why it was such a big deal to her. It must have something to do with the dragon's feelings for him, he mused. Regardless, it was more important that the pair survived a round of sex with only a minor breakdown... and that was a big change. A good change, Jake thought, regardless of whether or not he wanted to continue exploring their physical relationship. If things came to quitting, Jake had an out: he would remember to hold the dragon to her word that her heat would end soon.

The only problem it seemed, was that Jacob found it becoming harder to decide if he wanted to cut himself off or not.

But later, his conflicted thoughts were out of his mind the pair looked over Jacob's homework. Jacob was enjoying the time spent with his dragon as he studied... the moment was refreshingly free of any sexual tension. And after a while, he thought that he might get through the day okay after all.

Penelope thumbed through the pages of a textbook with her claw. "There's just so many words in this one!" she complained. "How do you manage?"

Jake chuckled. Penelope couldn't read too well. All she knew was whatever he had taught the dragon himself over the years. "Well, you see-" he began.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the door. "Penelope? Are you in there?" The voice of Jacob's father was unmistakable. Jake had no idea why his father would come to the dragon for any reason except for work. His being here at this hour was odd.

"Yes, Desmond..." Penelope called out, her tone of voice sounding meek. The dragon knew she was not well liked by the man.

Desmond fumbled with the lock and opened the door as he talked. "Good, because I need to talk to you about-Oh. Hi, Jake." He stood in the doorway, frowning. "Thought you were in your room."

An awkward pause followed, as both father and son stared at each other with a peering gaze.

"Father, what do you want with Nel?" Jacob asked.

Desmond crossed his arms over his chest and stared grumpily at the dragon. "Nothing important. It can wait." he abruptly closed the door with a quiet slam and left.

Penelope looked at Jacob with a concerned expression on his face. "What was that about?" she asked.

Jacob thought for a moment. "He wanted to talk to you about something. But he didn't want to do it while I'm here." he scratched his head. "That probably means he wanted to talk to you.... about me. Uh oh...." Jake bit his lip. His paranoia and guilt were setting in. Did his father know about him and his dragon? Did he spy on them? What did he see? Jake felt a lump form in his throat and swallowed it down. His forehead broke out in a damp sweat. A thousand different scenarios rushed through his mind, each possibility more uncomfortable than the next.

Penelope gave a low rumble and rolled to her side to stretch her legs and neck. "Oh well. He'll come back later." She abruptly continued rolling and sprung to her feet so she could nose around the inside of Jacob's satchel. After fumbling around for a moment, she snorted and shook the bag off her head. "I thought you had more jerky left..." she pouted.

He stared at her for a moment in disbelief, seeing her so unconcerned with what had happened. But he realized Penelope had no shame, no reason to fear or dread being "discovered" for having sex with a human. She was so very unlike him in that regard.

And for a split second, he envied her because of that.

Jacob sighed. "Come on, Nel," he patted the dragon's mattress and signaled for her to join him. "Lets work through a couple more pages."

Jacob's eyes returned to his textbook, but his mind was stuck on his father. The guilt he shared over his actions with his dragon fueled his fear and made him paranoid. Deep down inside, he tried to convince himself he had nothing to be worried about, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

He was dreading having to see his father again.

-TO BE CONTINUED-

Post-story notes:

~Go and thank yogoloth for commissioning me to write him his own personal chapter!

~Kay so.... I definitely put more thought and hard work into this chapter than possibly any story so far. With the help of some very appreciated criticism, I realized that the first chapters were kind of just a clusterfuck of poor storytelling and bad dialog. So, here I tried to actually vamp out the story, the two main characters (especially Jake), and correct some issues with how he, his dragon, and their relationship are portrayed. There's a LOT of complicated issues and feelings on Jake's side and I had to actually sit and think about how to work them all out instead of just using them as a plot device to set up sex and seduction, like I usually do. :P Basically.... this took a lot of time and a lot of work, but I think I have the story looking a bit more coherent than before.

~I also am turning the plot into more of a romance story because.... well, its for fan service. To be frank, I'm not the type of person that thinks lovey-dovey dragon-human romances are like the best thing ever. I think its kinda creepy, actually. XD And I hate cheesy, over-the-top romance writing with a PASSION. I hate it. I feel like I went way overboard with that cutesy stuff in this chapter. But.... people ask for it. People even pay for it. So enjoy your romance, folks. Don't like it? Then get someone who doesn't want romance to commission me! :P

~ Unfortunately, this focus on plot and romance took a toll on the amount of sex that I could cram in. There's not even a blowjob! D: I wasn't feeling it in the story for some reason. Man, I just find myself enjoying writing the sex scenes less and less each story. Now it's gotten really hard for me to even start the scene.

~Thank you to the couple people who helped me work on this story. You know who you are.

~I wanted to add in more of Desmond but there was just no room. :( I have plans for him, too....

_~Jake's talking to Penelope about her heat ending, and him asking if she'll still be like this afterward? Yeah, there's totally a reason for that. There's a reason for pretty much everything I include. :P _