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Harper hummed to herself as she finished braiding the last of her mane and tied off the end with a loop of fine silver thread. It was not easy braiding such a length of hair, nor was it a task she particularly enjoyed; it just gave a much neater and more professional appearance and as an emissary of her city state it was important that she maintain a certain level of decorum. She took one last look at herself in the mirror to make sure she was in order before finally slipping on the few articles of jewelry she wore: two anklets of thin gold chain and a small but finely crafted necklace of gold filigree.

"Oh mother, I can imagine what you'd say if you could see me now." She murmured. Her bedroom was dominated by two full length mirrors, an entire vanity table full of brushes and bottles, and a ridiculously large wardrobe. Her mother would have probably disowned her. The woman had no time for vanity. Harper shook the thoughts from her head, "No time for ghosts." The state paid more than generously for the duties she performed and Harper loved her job.

She had already laid out a robe of lightweight cotton, dyed crimson. She'd have honestly preferred not to wear anything. Harper was a nudist at heart, but the city had decency laws. A jug of wine from the cellar joined some fresh cheese and bread in her backpack, alongside a large rugged blanket. All the things required for a small picnic.

Her small villa lay on the outskirts of the city; it kept her from the heat of the city streets and gave her privacy to entertain, but the location did keep her disappointingly isolated. It was always amusing to stroll through the city and soak in the attention she received. Some of that attention was simply for her alien appearance and stature, but some of it was definitely of the more carnal sort.

While her kind was descended from dragons, they certainly held more physical similarity and aesthetics to humanoids. From the neck to the ankles she was almost identical in shape to a human woman, if nearly twice the size. The only oddity was a sinuous tail sprouted from just above her rump that swept behind her. That humanoid shape was given away by the rest of her though. Her head was graced by an elegant muzzle, two short horns, and two long twitching ears that if included in her height, brought it over three yards tall. A carefully combed mane of dark hair stretched from between her horns, nearly to her shoulder blades. Small, manicured claws tipped each of her fingers and toes, and short, silk-like fur covered her form in its entirety. The fur was a dark sable on her back, fading to a creamy white on her front and the insides of her thighs and arms. She was held upright by two broad digitigrade feet.

More often than not the men of the city could ignore her more unusual features in favor of the gentle swell of her bust under her clothes and the way her taught stomach molded into soft, wide hips and a shapely backside. Perhaps it was vanity, but she tended to enjoy the attention more often than not. Her work required that she put a lot of effort into her grooming, and it was vindicating to see it noticed. Today however, was not a day to bask in the stares of strangers. Harper had been tasked out on official business: There was a new dragon in the area, and as the ambassador to their kind it was her job to greet it. Preferably she was to convince it to make the city a permanent residence.

She had reviewed all the reports that had been collected of the creature before setting off. All accounts indicated that it was almost certainly a young male, which pleased her. Young dragons were much more pliable and affable to strangers. If not though, she wasn't overly concerned. Harper was good at negotiating with dragons and developing a rapport. The adventure of first introductions were her second favorite part of being an emissary. The social dance of showing and gaining trust was almost intoxicating.

Less than an hour out of the city proper she caught her first breath of the dragon's scent. He had claimed territory closer to civilization than she'd expected. It could indicate that he wanted contact. That first scent confirmed several things: their visitor was definitely male and not from one of the local communities of dragons. Young dragons were frequently taken by wanderlust, and that was probably the case here. Hopefully he wasn't from so far away that he didn't speak their language.

Harper followed the scent into more rugged wilderness. She paused a moment to take off her robe and bundle it safely away in her sack next to the blanket. The scrub brush and jagged terrain would shred such lightweight cotton. Dragons cared little for clothing anyhow, and it was a pleasant relief to feel the coastal breeze ruffle her short fur and carry off some of the heat she'd built up on the trek. Relishing in the little itch of taboo guilt, she paused a moment to enjoy the wind blowing across her bare nipples and tickling between her legs before continuing on.

She was not actually attempting to find the dragon itself. With the many miles of territory they claimed, and a dragon's natural talent at stealth and ambush, that wasn't likely anyhow. Her goal was just to get far enough into the heart of his domain that he'd take an interest and investigate. By dumb luck, she stumbled into the perfect spot perhaps a mile from the coast.

A small, flat clearing of soil and soft green grasses broke up an otherwise bare rock mountainside. It looked out over an impressive view of the rolling foothills down to the ocean. Several deep depressions in the soil on the uphill side of the area marked likely sunning locations, and each was rich with the smell of dragon. She sat down on the far side of the clearing from his bed, so that it didn't seem she was trying to claim it for herself. With nothing to do but wait, Harper sat back against her backpack and massaged her tired feet.

She must have dosed for a moment, because the next thing she knew the heavy sound of wings in the air filled her ears. She straightened up so that she sat squatted comfortably on the blanket, her tail curled around her feet. Showing some manners, the male swooped down to the ground a fair distance from her; it was far enough that the backwash of dirt and debris didn't pelt her. He eyed her from across the clearing, sizing her up. Harper returned the favor

He was even smaller than she had thought. He was still a dragon, and therefore large by default, but not much larger than herself. He was covered predominantly by scales of a bright, almost cheerful green, though his underside was cardinal red, as were the membranes of his wings. The colors reminded Harper of the holly bushes back home. He was a well formed young dragon. There was no sign of illness or starvation in the streamlined arches of his body. By the bulge of his pectoral and flight muscles he must have been traveling for some time. The dragon watched her carefully, and she noticed that his gaze frequently flicked down to her spread thighs.

When it became obvious that the dragon was not going to be the first to break the silence, Harper stood and spoke. "Good day, I am Ambassador Harper." Harper introduced herself evenly. She tried not to show her relief when the dragon's deep voice replied in her language.

"Greetings, Harper. Why are you here?" Her smile grew a fraction wider; the response was blunt, giving away his impatience. She could also tell by his accent that he was far from home. She'd heard many accents in her time, and she didn't recognize this one.

"I just came to introduce myself on behalf of the city. May I know your name?"

"It is customary for dragons to assume a name that is more easily pronounced by human tongues?" He seemed genuinely unsure, as if it was a rumor he didn't quite believe.

"It is," Harper confirmed, "But I am sure I can pronounce your name if you'd prefer."

"No, I have already chosen one. I would like to be called Benjamin."

"Benjamin?" She had to work to keep the humor out of her voice. It was such an incongruous and very human name. "Very well, Benjamin. May I ask where you are from?"

"I traveled from the west coast." He said vaguely. Most of the western half of the continent was settled by dragons; the land-bound races found it too difficult to make any inroads over the massive mountain range that split the landmass in half. Harper understood that they had a loose confederation of their own there. He must have been traveling for some weeks if that was his home.

"And what brings you so far east?"

He fidgeted a little as he considered his answer. "I wanted to see the other races. None live in my homeland."

Harper laughed just a little and spread her arms out to her sides to display herself fully. She even went so far as to do a slow twirl. "What do you think so far?"

"I, uh, think my uncle left out some details." Benjamin seemed to be having trouble forcing his eyes to meet hers. She laughed again.

"Well, our city here is a hub of trade and culture from nations all over the world. If you're looking to interact with other races, this is about the best home you could ask for."

"I don't understand. I didn't think dragons were welcome most places."

"At one point that may have been true, but now many nations are starting to recognize that dragons can be a boon to a community. In fact, we have two other dragons in residence all ready."

"Oh?" Benjamin's eyes brightened, "female?" He asked hopefully. Males far outnumbered females among dragons, so of course a young drake would be anxious to try and court a mate without competition.

"No, I'm afraid not." Benjamin's crestfallen look plucked at her sympathy. The poor boy had probably never touched a woman before, and so far from any sizeable population of dragons he was in dire straits. Harper shifted gears in her plans for the encounter. "I have some wine and food. Help me spread out my blanket and we can get a little more comfortable." Her experience had shown that sharing a meal put most dragons far more at ease.

Benjamin looked embarrassed at the request, and the moment he stood she understood why: against the crimson background of his scales a bright pink shaft jutted from between his legs, bobbing firmly in the air with his motions. Harper looked at the organ, then back up to his face. "I can't help it; I am in rut." He snapped in explanation.

She smiled gently at the dragon, "Don't be embarrassed. You've seen all of me, and now I have the same privilege." It wasn't the first time she'd dealt with a dragon in season. They tended to be touchy about the subject and their inability to control their body's functions, but like any thinking creature they retained their senses. Still, it became quite the frustration if relief wasn't found in the form of a female. She had thought that she would be enjoying the back and forth of parley, now she anticipated a different form of interaction. The day just got better. "Come, sit with me. We can find some way to take your mind off of it."

He just grunted as they began spreading the blanket out. With graceful movements she swayed her hips with each step and let her tail follow the dance. A discreet look out of the corner of her eye showed his gaze following the movements of her rump. As she bent down to pick up the backpack, she intentionally flagged her tail, not quite high enough to be suspicious, but certainly enough that her thighs clearly framed the treasure under it. She was glad that she had disrobed.

When the food was set out Benjamin started to lay down on his belly to conceal his arousal again. "You don't have to hide that you know. It looks uncomfortable, and nudity does not bother me." To illustrate the point she lay down on her side, leaving her whole front exposed to his gaze. After a moment of staring he followed suit and breathed in relief.

Harper quickly poured him a bowl of wine and split him off a large portion of the food. Minutes passed with the only sound between them the lapping of his tongue at the wine, but harper did not spend the time idly. She studied his body, or more specifically his glistening maleness, and imagined all sorts of sultry scenarios. She didn't try to hide her attention either, and Benjamin cleared his throat more than once as he shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. Her body reacted to her daydreams and it wasn't long before she could smell her own desire in the air. She was sure he smelled it as well by the way he started to squirm. His erection never wavered, and if anything, became more swollen.

"So," he started at the sound of her voice breaking the silence, "we were discussing benefits to you."

"Um, yes." His eyes were unfocused as he gazed at her.

"Well, I have one concrete benefit I can offer immediately."

"Oh?" Benjamin replied cautiously.

"Dragons suffer a plight when it comes to intimate relationships. Your people lack an equal number of females, but you are too large to seek partners among the other races."

"I am perfectly aware of that situation." He grumbled.

"Well, I believe I have a solution for you."

His tilted his head questioningly at her. "You know where I can find a dragoness?"

"Oh yes, much closer than you think. You may notice we are very close to the same size, and my people happen to be descended from dragons. We are still closely related enough that your body won't know the difference." She rolled to her hands and knees, crawling towards him now as she spoke. "I believe we can have a mutually beneficial relationship." He shifted uneasily as she kneeled right next to him and spread one hand out on the first scales of his chest.

Benjamin was obviously at a loss at the sudden proposition. He stammered out a half dozen half formed objections, but from the longing way his eyes raked over her body, he was clearly not entirely against it. She continued to caress his chest heedless of his reservations, her silky fur sliding over the contours of the muscles there, slowly drifting lower. She could clearly see the moment when he gave in, as her hand passed over his belly, where a navel would be on a human. He closed his eyes as a shiver passed over him, his mouth slightly parted as his breath sped up to panting. She seized the moment of distraction to ease closer to him, placing both hands on his chest and pushing insistently until the male rolled onto his back so that she could straddle his chest.

"You don't have to- I can handle this. I'm fine." Benjamin babbled at her, even as he obeyed the pressure of her hands guiding him to lay down facing the sky. But the words coming from his mouth didn't match the actions of his body at this point. Benjamin's forelimbs wrapped around her shoulders to drag her down so that he could bury his snout in her chest. He sucked in heated breaths in between her breasts and flicked his tongue out to taste her. The wet organ left tracks of dampness in her fur.

"Benjamin, would you like to lay with me and relieve your rut?"

He shivered as at the words. "Yes." The single syllable was heavily muffled by the fur and flesh of her breasts, but it was still audible.

"Have you ever been with a woman before?"

"No."

"Oh well, a blank slate isn't the worst place to start." She cooed and hugged his head to her bosom as his tongue flicked out again, moistening her nipples. Benjamin's hands slipped from her shoulders, roaming her back and sides. The digits were nowhere near as agile as Harper's fingers, but he could still reach down and cup her backside. Her tail uncoiled behind her at the kneading, and with a stroke of inspiration she let it slither down his body and wrap loosely around his bulging erection. He groaned and licked faster, his long tongue extending all the way down to the creamy fur of her belly. Harper mumbled quiet encouragement to him as her body became heated from the exploration of his hands and mouth. With one hand still caressing Benjamin's neck, she reached down with the other to tease at her own sex, feeling the slick arousal dampened the fur of her hand.

Benjamin apparently noticed what her hand was doing, and pulled his head back to look at her nervously. "May I...taste you?"

"Of course." She said happily, lifting her hand away from her folds and presenting it to his face. Her juiced glittered in the dark fur, the scent of her overpowering in the air. With wide eyes he took her wrist in one hand, pulling it close enough to twine his tongue around her moist digits. As the flavor of her arousal hit him, his eyes lidded and he shuddered strongly. His throbbing length surged in the grip of her tail, and a stream of crystal clear fluid oozed from him. He cleaned her fingers until not a trace of that flavor remained. "Would you like to try the source?" She asked playfully.

"Yes please." He nodded eagerly, finally releasing her hand. Harper moved further up, pushing his head carefully back until he lay with his horns digging into the blanket. When she was crouched over his snout she lowered herself so that his breath blew up around the base of her tail. Benjamin's eyes were fixed firmly on the pink petals of her entrance.

"Go ahead love."

He wasted no time at her invitation. His hands gripped her rump again, pulling her down onto his muzzle and thrusting his tongue up into her. It was clear that the young dragon was not experienced in this art; there was little gentleness in his treatment of her nethers. He seemed to be trying to thrust the slick, soft organ into her in the manner that his loins were currently denied. Even without training, Benjamin's tongue was quite the instrument of pleasure. He could reach extraordinary places inside of her that Benjamin then proceeded to cover with wet attention. "Oh...you're doing wonderfully love." She moaned out to him, letting him hear the passion in her voice.

Harper let her hands roam her own body now as she relished the situation. So many people seemed to approach sex like a contest, where one party had to be in control and dominant. Harper considered it a mutual privilege. She and Benjamin had agreed to share the most intimate parts of themselves. His tongue was moving inside of her, tasting and touching and twisting in parts of her body that could only be accessed in this shared endeavor. And when he was done with this, she would allow him to enter her fully, and spill his essence in her in the world's oldest and most sacred of rituals.

"You smell like heaven", he withdrew from her depths just long enough to declare. Of course he would be enjoying himself: his body tasted the scent of a dragoness and was probably pumping all sorts of pleasantness through his veins. In an effort to get more of the taste that was driving his body wild, Benjamin started grinding the tip of his snout hard against her folds, his nose now glancing back and forth over the small nub of pleasure hidden at the top of her sex. Each time it made contact a little bolt of pleasure rocked her frame. A few minutes of Benjamin's enthusiastic tongue lashing drove her perilously close to her climax. She had other plans though, and looking back over her shoulder she could see Benjamin's erection looking painfully ready. Every few moments he would hump vainly into the air as his frustration overrode his self-control. A particularly pitiful whine rose from his throat and made Harper finally stop him.­

He wouldn't release his hold around her waist enough for her to withdraw from his muzzle. "Okay love, that's enough. It's your turn." He finally let her go after a moment when he realized what she had implied. He pulled out of her with a noisy slurp that brought a dirty shiver down her spine. Harper smiled down at him and stroked one hand down the top of his nose. Benjamin rumbled pleasantly and smiled in return. His lips were speckled with small glistening drops from her. Parting with a brief kiss, Harper spun in place and crawled down his body, letting her hands roam over his chest and belly, until she was nose to nose with his shaft. With a smile of devilish delight, she stuck out her own tongue and gave a tickling caress up the length of him, from root to tip, and then again. Each time she touched his flesh the young dragon gasped and shivered. Dragons were cleanly creatures; there was very little for her tongue to pick up from his flesh. A slight salty sweetness of his spilled fluids and the musk of his rut clung to her tongue and filled her nose.

Harper wasn't gifted with quite the tongue of a dragon, but it was still enough to wrap around him entirely. Benjamin's humping became much more vigorous, the shaft thrusting up towards her face and bumping against her lips. Harper had a much more pleasant place to put it though. Drawing back from him, she inched forward until she was seated on his stomach with his shaft nestled directly between her legs. The position gave her a good gauge of his size. On a male of her species the shaft she squeezed between her thighs would have been impressively large. On Benjamin it was much more modest. That didn't mean that it wouldn't be a fun stretch.

She glanced over her shoulder to see if she was watching. "Are you going to put that in you?" He asked bluntly. His voice was uneven and his pupils were enormous with excitement.

"Oh yes," She purred to him. She raised herself up from his stomach, leaning over his arousal and balancing herself with one hand on his tail. With her other hand she reached back and pulled the base of her tail up, lifting it to make sure he had a clear view.

Benjamin's bright eyes were fixated on her sex as she lowered towards his member. She watched his toes curl as the tip of him kissed her folds. She was looking forward to her descent almost as much as the dragon. She relaxed her legs and let gravity pull her down onto him, slowly letting his heated spear of flesh stretch her wider and wider. His spiny crown drug along her insides with glorious friction, and the two of them moaned in unison. Benjamin propped himself on his wings so that he could lay his forelimbs on her waist. The massive, almost-hands wrapped around her hips, not forcefully, but lovingly. It was always amazing to see such deadly claws be put to such a delicate use.

Finally, she finished taking him in, her bottom resting firmly on his stomach and her thighs wrapped around his tail. Almost none of him was outside her warmth; the size of him bordered on uncomfortable, and she wiggled her hips to seat him more firmly as her body adjusted. As his arousal flared and throbbed with his heartbeat, she could feel him scraping the back of her. She had taken smaller lovers before, and while they could satisfy her with enough time and dedication, this was far more fulfilling. She relaxed fully for a moment, letting his grip and body support her.

"So soft," Benjamin murmured, interrupting her thoughts. She wasn't sure if he was talking about the hips he was slowly kneading with his hands, or the feeling of her insides as she slowly began to use well practiced muscles to massage his maleness. Perhaps both. Her tail slid back up his chest and caressed his throat with the tip and she began to lift herself again. His words turned to sounds of joy as she started moving. Harper much preferred the feeling of him inside of her to the emptiness of his absence, and came off him on the bare minimum inches on each stroke while gyrating her hips to work him inside of her. She tried to keep her mind clear so that she could focus on his needs, but making love to her dragon was intense and distracting. For all that she loved foreplay and the dance of bodies, having the most vulnerable part of a dragon buried in her, linking them together was enough to drive her to the edge. Each time his stomach clenched under her rump, his shaft throbbed against her insides, and she knew he was pushing a little more of his fluids into her, his final eruption growing ever closer. She wished the push and tug of her flesh could last longer, wished that the mingling of their loins could go on forever even, but he needed this too much to hold out.

His hands gripped her tightly, this time with need, pushing her down onto him. She hissed as he swelled inside of her, touching everything at once. The folded crown of his glands sprung out, creating a seal inside of her as his seed exploded from him. Harper moaned out with joy as he began to fill her with oozing warmth. Of all the occasions of all her duties, this was her most treasured. The momentary heat of having a mile climax within her, and the feeling of them pulsing and throbbing against her insides. It was an incredible moment of trust and intimacy that she allowed them to share. As the silky hot liquid feeling coated her walls slowly, she clenched around him, trying to keep as much of it contained as possible.

When his manhood had stopped spurting she looked down at the union of flesh where he was splitting her wide. Benjamin must have been more pent up than she though: even with the seal of his shaft inside of her and the tightness of her muscles around him, a small trickle of pearly white was visible on his stark pink shaft. With an index finger she reached down and swiped up the stuff, eliciting another shiver from Benjamin as she caressed his base. She smeared the stuff between her thumb and finger, the sharp tang of it thick in the air. After a moment of consideration she reached down and carefully cleaned her fingers on the blanket. She wasn't bothered by the taste of semen, but she wasn't particularly in the mood for it at the moment.

Benjamin had apparently regained his composure; his panting had stopped, and after a moment she heard his voice, full of uncertainty. "Was I good?"

"You did fine." She assured him and leaned back into his chest, careful not to let him escape her depths as she did so. He'd lasted longer than she thought he would.

"But did you orgasm?" With her head resting in the hollow of his neck, she could feel his voice rumble down her spine and the jump of his throat as he swallowed.

"I didn't, but don't worry. I intend on giving you plenty of chances to change that."

"You mean we're not done?"

Harper smiled at him over her shoulder, "Oh no love. You're in a rut, I intend to keep you company until it's out of your system."

Benjamin's eyes grew wide as he digested what she was saying. She idly toyed with internally, the flesh wrapped around his shaft tightening and gripping him firmly. His arousal didn't seem to flag at all. She was still relishing the way his body tightened under her when his arms wrapped possessively around her. One hand splayed out over her belly, and the other cupped her breasts. She had tensed up at the surprise, but she relaxed as soon as she realized he was just hugging her closer to him. Dragons were rarely monogamous, but that didn't mean they weren't affectionate lovers. He shocked her again when, using his tail for leverage against the ground, he rolled his hips up into her, stuffing himself all the way back in. Harper's stomach jumped under his hand when the flared out head of his cock pulled along her passage like a dozen little fingers. He pushed up against her hard enough to make rock her whole body up against his grip. "I'm ready to try again now." He announced belatedly.

An encouraging moan was Harper's only response; she had expected a bit of downtime, but Benjamin had given her none. Ordinarily she preferred being in control of these encounters, but the dragon was gentle enough that she allowed him to take over. He was moving slow, making sure she could feel each thrust in and each drag back out. The mess from his first climax caused each motion to slurp and squelch loudly; creating a cacophony that would have made Harper mortified if anyone else was around to hear them. Since they were alone though, she had no qualms about adding in her own little joyful cries as Benjamin began gently squeezing and rubbing her breasts with the hand that was pinning her to him. He slid the claws of his other hand carefully through the fur of her stomach, ticking across her skin and down her thighs.

With her own hands free, Harper proceeded to reach down and finger her sensitive lips and the bead at her entrance. It was going to happen this time, she could feel her body seizing up and her breath coming in ragged gasps already. Benjamin sped up, too inexperienced to try and pace himself; each time he pulled out to the point that his enlarged glans strained against her folds from the inside, and then plunged back in with almost bruising force until he bottomed out in her depths. Her focus was drawn to that feeling, the bond of him inside of her once more. Her fingers explored the join of their loins as he pushed and pulled. Feeling him moving against her digits as he entered her was too much. Harper's body arched up, her hands fisted, and she kicked out against his tail as bliss overwhelmed her. In the trembling height of her pleasure, Benjamin shoved her down onto him with finality as he joined her. Again she was treated to the sensation of flowing heat spreading inside of her. It seemed so much more intense and filling than before. Even as she drifted out of her pleasant fog, his shaft continued to throb and empty itself inside of her.

Still overcome by lust, the dragon's tongue found her face, ticking Harper's ears, lips, throat, anything it could reach in a desperate attempt to taste her. When he finally grew still under her, the licking was joined by affectionate nibbling. She soaked in the attention as she tried to calm her racing heart and quaking muscles. She quietly wondered how long she could keep him here like this, cuddled atop his chest with his tail still tucked between her legs.

"I think I like this form of diplomacy," Benjamin admitted in the aftermath.

"I thought you might. You should stick around; it's one of my favorite types of negotiation."

"You mean this isn't just for the rut?"

Harper snorted. "Hardly. This is as much for my benefit as for yours. If I could only do this once a year when you went into season I'd go crazy." She lifted her hand away from her loins, her fingers sticky with their mingled fluids. Before she could stop him the dragon pulled her fingers into his mouth with his tongue, cleaning eagerly. Harper enjoyed the sight of him nursing for a moment before speaking, "When you're done with that you can help clean up the mess we've made so that I don't dribble everywhere on the way back."

"You're leaving now? I thought you were going to stay with me." He sounded crestfallen.

Harper shook her head, smiling mischievously. "No, we're leaving. You're going to come stay at my villa for a few days and explore the city. And we'll do some more...negotiating."

"Oh!" The young dragon exclaimed happily. He wriggled under her with anticipation, and to her surprise she realized that he was still plenty firm inside of her.

"On second thought, maybe we should see if we can't get this," she squeezed herself around him, "under control before you go into the city. No sense terrorizing the citizens with your spear."

Benjamin nodded his agreement and licked her head as his hips gave a warning twitch. Harper closed her eyes and settled back against him as he worked at her once more. "I love my job."