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Gentle wind rustled through Lucas' hair, heavy with the soft pink of falling sakura blossoms.

"It really is beautiful out here, isn't it Talia?" Lucas called after the dragon prancing ahead of him, swerving her neck daintily to nip cutely at the falling pedals. She turned around, a petal clutched between her lips easily mistaken for a tiny pink tongue.

"Yes. You always bring me to the most beautiful places. I wish I could see more of the world like you."

Lucas walked toward her, taking in the lovely blue scaling of the dragoness. She sat neatly in the center of the stone path, a magnificent ocean blue creature swathed in an accentuating sea of pink. If only the rest of the world could see her like this!

His hand caressed the gentle flowing ridges on the side of her head, as he had the day she was born, though now he knew just how to touch them. She pressed into his palm, nuzzling it.

"The world will be more beautiful when you're in it.. with me." He knelt down, their noses met. Talia cooed quietly. Minutes passed in the embrace of his dragoness.

"It's lonely in the facility, I can't wait until we can be together all the time." Her voice lost a measure of control, thickly spilling out human words. "They're getting more strict with our release time. I practically have to beg to even go outside anymore."

He sighed. "I know.. Every time I take you out it gets harder and harder to do it again. Nobody seemed to care about you when the research was helping to cure every major disease on the planet, but now.." Another sigh, gruff with anger. He looked away, off into the sunset.

He felt a long tongue on his cheek, comforting purring in his ear, and he couldn't stay mad. The dragoness couldn't bear to see him so.

"Don't worry, Lucas. If mankind is half what you are.. they'll make the right choice." With purposeful delay Talia walked past him, running her tail along his arm to beckon him to follow.

He responded accordingly, following her to the long grass where she lay on her side. Petals already began to coat her, a second scaling contrast in both color and feel. Lucas needed no encouragement to join her, laying his head on her flank as he always had. She curled lovingly around his body, placing her head on his chest. Again he drew his fingers along her ridges, the soft skin surrounding her eyes, the gentle, short arcs of her ears. Her blue eyes closed and she pressed even closer against him.

"Please, don't stop.." Talia pleaded, her voice muffled by her partially open maw.

She started getting pink in the face, a sight made all too obvious by the deep ocean blue of her dorsal scaling. Lucas laughed and moved his caresses down to her neck. She always was easy to excite, even more so when they had been apart for any length of time. It was no surprise to him when Talia's tail wrapped around his thigh, her version of a hug.

"I know you like it. Once I start, you never let me stop unless you fall asleep, or you change your attention to something else.." Lucas couldn't help but be reminded what that 'something else' was, and he felt his body begin to react accordingly.

Some part of him still felt strange about having an intimate relationship with what was essentially the byproduct of a biomedical experiment, but his body was quick to wash that feeling away. She was too damn eager, too damn sexy and too damn smart for him to mount much of a resistance. Even in the beginning something about her had called to him..

"Something else like?" Talia asked with mischievous innocence, all the while suggestively licking Lucas' neck. The slow, meticulous movement of her head and bright eyes staring at him made it incredibly difficult to play along.

"M-mh, things like food, games, uhh... w-what else?"

"How about this?" A lithe tail snaked its way between his legs, rubbing against his growing member.

"Ahhn.. that.." Their noses met again, her head tilted up at him. Lips parted, and her onyx tongue slipped into his mouth, incredibly tender for a creature her size. He didn't have her dexterity but it didn't matter, their tongues mingled in the intimate dance shared only by true lovers. Her tail continued massaging him through his clothes, his stifled moans into her mouth encouraging her to be even more aggressive. An infinity seemed to pass before both dazed parties broke their deep kiss, leaving only the tiniest trail of saliva endeavoring to keep them together.

Lucas was out of breath, his erection threatening to tear out of his clothes. Talia seemed much more in control, calm, almost predatory lust burning in her big green eyes.

"It's been so long.. I need to feel you again." Talia crooned. Her voice betrayed the control her body showed, though now he could smell the distinct faint spice of her arousal.

There was no doubt that she felt his response when her mouth opened slightly in response to his wandering hands. They traced delicate curves into the slight scaling of her underside as they made their way towards their goal; her already slick slit nestled between powerful legs, already parted to give him all the access he desired. Her rising flank pushed him gently forward, the audible sharp breath it was responsible for music to his ears when he found her sensitive area, caressing it with the teasing skill singularly possessed by humans.

"Mrr.. yes.. good.." Talia could barely manage words even at this amount of pleasing, not surprising considering the difficulty she had in speaking English in the first place. The scales around her sex were much smaller and softer than the hard plates that protected the rest of her body, and composed a texture that was almost impossible to avoid rubbing against his fingers.

A few seconds more passed before the devious urge hit him, and suddenly he pushed into her, causing a sharp hiss and a bout of flexing throughout her entire body. It was intoxicating the way he could so easily manipulate her larger frame, so much so he had developed a newfound kink in watching her squirm under his skillful caress. Her warmth and lubrication assailed his digits as he carefully fondled the ridges that composed her sex, purposely avoiding the now bulbous clitoris nestled between them. She felt like fire in liquid form, which only served to increase the already impressive erection fighting his pants for supremacy.

Lucas didn't expect the sudden tension around his fingers; Talia was already contracting, attempting to draw his fingers deeper into him with the primal dance of her three folds, the peristaltic action that had brought him to climax all too many times before.

He couldn't help but laugh. "You've really missed me, haven't you?"

Her head rested on his lap, her thick, lolling tongue already dampening his pants. His fingers paused to allow her time to gather herself.

"Y-yes. It's.. been so long." It had barely been two weeks, and she was already this pent up! Part of him felt bad at leaving her alone for so long, but another part of him enjoyed what came of it..

His fingers withdrew, and he caressed her neck with his dry hand. He couldn't help but bring his other to his nose to sample her scent, letting the sweet, spicy musk invade his nose.

Lucas licked his hand. "I want to taste you."

Purring erupted from the dragoness' head, vibrating into Lucas' yet clothed erection with such feeling as to make him stifle a moan. He sat up to allow her to stand, watching as she shakily extended her legs and tail to reveal her unmistakably reddened slit to him. Chest met ground and her neck arced gracefully to the side, allowing one iris to watch his every movement. Previous encounters gave him an uncommon ability to tell Talia's emotions. The way she looked at him, practically begging him to start, quickened his heart and hands.

Lucas wasted no time in sliding up behind her. Talia's rich scent clouded his mind, and the heat her neatly structured slit washed across his face served to guide him to her need with closed eyes. He could barely think as the thick of his tongue traced the outside of her vulva, assailed by the indescribable feeling of the polygonal scaling that bordered it. Talia sighed approvingly, muffled slightly by the imposing thickness of her buxom thighs. Lucas had always loved her flavor, a honey that tickled his tongue like a 9 volt, a rich bouquet that no other creature possessed.

Though she possessed a size and strength significantly greater than that of humans, Talia's body was putty under Lucas' gentle caress. She found herself unable to hold her tail out of the way of Lucas' head, though he didn't mind when it pressed down onto his short blonde hair. Even from their first session of lovemaking he hadn't minded her loss of control. Quite the contrary, the soft pressure of her tail's weight pressing his mouth even more firmly into her warmth drove him wild. He licked and teased her folds and ridges with experienced precision, letting his head twist and bob as he lost himself in the act. Only when Talia's sweet, feral moans broke the tense silence did he realize he had gotten carried away. She convulsed around his stilled tongue, now whimpering softly in her endeavor to resist her orgasm.

Just as she was calming down Lucas resumed his treatment, pressing the top of his tongue down into her clitoris before stroking back and forth across the teardrop shaped nub. The direct simulation seemed to force the dragoness' body into instant tension. Every second was immensely delightful to him as the dragoness struggled to resist, but even with her efforts it was not long before climax exploded throughout her body. Her thighs began to move on their own, pressing roughly into him and dousing his face in a sudden burst of her fluids. Lucas lapped them up greedily, timing his movements to stay within her as she shook and stumbled forward, collapsing onto her left shoulder in a pile of shivering, panting scales.

He followed her relentlessly, feeling the contractions of the dragoness' sex match the thrumming of her outstretched legs instinctively trying to push her rump deeper into his face. By now he was used to these sensations, being enveloped in the scattered limbs of his larger lover. It used to cause him to back off, to leave her less satisfied than he wanted her to be, but now he gave little consideration to throwing himself between legs the size of his torso, and the sharply arced and edged claws scraping the air in the midst of climax. Tens of seconds passed, though it seemed much longer to both parties, and finally Talia slowly began to relax. Lucas' tongue followed in suit, though it remained within his lover to feel and taste every blissful moment she experienced. Only when she grew completely still did he part from her, trailing a last string of lust with him. It was not wasted, all too greedily lapped up.

At last Lucas was able to think. It was more than likely he would have a few minutes to himself while his partner regained her senses, and so he turned his attentions to himself. Bringing his sweet dragoness to climax had made him so hard he was actually sore in the groin. Removal of his all too constrictive lower clothing quickly became his first concern, and he breathed a sigh of relief when his maleness was finally freed. Next on the list was his shirt, thoroughly dampened from the recent activity.

It was in the perfect position to cover his face when the unexpected but all too familiar feeling of a hot and wet appendage on his erection startled him. Lack of sight and the sudden attention trapped him in his shirt for a brief moment, forcing him to exhale suddenly when the feeling caught him. Talia managed a few more licks before she was revealed, staring up at him, paws purposely and neatly placed between his legs so that the first he felt of her was her tongue.

"Now it's my turn.." She couldn't lick him while speaking, but she pressed her muzzle gently against his member and the hot breath of her voice proved an equally erotic substitute. Instead of returning to licking she decided to tease him, gently running her supple, scaled snout up and down the underside of his shaft.

Talia took her time, enjoying the scent of her mate, a scent she had pined for every day since their last excursion. It was delightfully intense now, for he had been yet been denied the release she had been graced with. A few more lavish sniffs occurred before Talia decided it would be cruel to keep him waiting. Tilting her head to the side her jet black tongue seemed to pour from her maw in sensual slow motion, tasting and poking the length of Lucas' eager, hard rod.

Lucas sat back on his hands, watching Talia grace him with the sultry talent she had refined for almost a year now. On her first attempts she had been so naïve it had proven dangerous. She had been horrified when a lapse of control caused her teeth to draw blood, and for the longest time she simply refused his requests for fellatio. The caring visible in her stubbornness was sweet, though with enough pleading Lucas had eventually forced her to change her mind on the matter.

Looking on, he was glad he did. Not only was she now better than any human he had been with, the eroticism evident in her performance was simply undeniably sexy to watch. The tiny turns of her head and ears were beautiful, creating the perfect angles for her tongue to spiral around his member, slowly climbing toward the goal perched at the tip; a now healthy bead of precum.

Instead of simply licking it off, she unexpectedly drove her snout down onto him, engulfing him completely in her delightfully hot mouth. Talia reveled in the expression on Lucas' face, closed eyes and parted mouth dripping low, quiet sighs as he adjusted to the new sensations.

The dragoness wasted no time going to work, pushing the tip of his lover's shaft against the gently furrowed top of her mouth with the flat of her tongue. Steady strokes of her tongue coupled nicely with the slow bobbing of her head as she exploited the texture of her mouth. Her ears perked up at the sounds of her lover, trying unsuccessfully to muffle his moans.

"Ohh.. Talia.. I.. ahh.. I swear you get better at this every time!"

The dragoness couldn't help but pick up pace, elated at the praise. Were he not buried in her mouth her purring would have been intense. Almost every day in the enclosure she practiced her technique, giving her special attentions to the whole carrots and cucumbers she requested to be included with every meal. After the incident she was so scared she might hurt the one she loved so much, but eventually the pleading was too much for her. Many fine vegetables perished for her cause, but a just cause it was! Talia would have given anything to see Lucas as he was now; completely enraptured by her mouth, though she suspected it was much more than that which drew his gaze upon her.

Surprisingly, minutes passed while she licked and suckled him. She kept him thoroughly pleasured, yet denied the release he so craved. Talia really looked like she was enjoying herself. Her paws had made their way onto his thighs, effectively pinning him, and her eyes were softly closed, seeming to focus all of her senses on the erotic organ in her mouth.

"Tal.. let me come.." The words, assertive in his mind, came out ragged and desperate. The dragoness ignored him. He was about to ask again when she finally loosed him from her warmth.

"Mm, I don't want you to come in my mouth." Lucas knew that tone all too well. One final lick and the dragoness repositioned herself while atop him, throwing her rump into the air to display it once again to her mate.

"I want you.. inside me.." Talia lifted her long, slender tail up and to the side, exposing her wet, distinctly pink slit to him. The red hue served to starkly contrast her creamy blue belly scales and the dark blue plating that engulfed her frame. A few seconds passed after she closed her eyes, enraptured by the feeling of displaying herself before she was surprised by her mate's tip suddenly, teasingly breaching her delicately scaled lips.

"L-like this..?" He silently cursed himself, still spilling out his lines like some overcharged adolescent. Talia didn't seem to mind, however, immediately trying to push herself further onto him. He resisted, though without some degree of effort, one hand on her rump and another preventing her tail from wrapping around his torso.

"Deeper..!" She more sighed than demanded, impatient at being denied freedom of movement. Lucas could just feel her first ridge gently pulsing, trying to draw him fully inside her. The dragoness' entire body was coaxing him to mate, and he found he could only tease her for so long.

"Nnh!" As soon as Lucas let go of her tail, it had snapped around him, pulling him suddenly fully inside of her with an audible Thwap! Immediately her ridges went to work, rippling her firm, squeezing musculature from the base to the tip of his member. As previous matings had taught his body, his legs went limp and he rested the full of his weight onto her tail and shapely, textured rump. The way she accommodated him was incredible. Freedom from standing felt even more erotic as he flexed his thighs, thrusting in and out of her heat, moaning softly every time his tip gently caught the edge of one of her flexing ridges.

His hands gripping her flanks served as most of his leverage, and he took her as roughly as he could, groping and slamming his thighs against her own. She was big, after all, and he needed all the force that his smaller frame could provide. His panting filled her ears, and she savored the sound, telltale with his thrusts such that she knew and prepared for every force of his body against hers, seeking desperately to bring him deeper into her.

It was not long until the dragoness was softly whimpering, her strong legs weak from overwhelming lust and the desire to keep being filled by her sweet human. Simply nothing else existed to her but the feeling of being filled by her mate, his silken hands leveraging her flank and his hips matching hers with every stroke, bringing them together like no two souls had ever been.

The dragoness' sweet, scaled body began to vibrate gently as she neared her climax, brought on by the similar responses of her mate. Lucas was vocalizing little more than soft whimpers with every thrust; Talia relished the sweet sound, echoing her own breathy whimpers under the sweet duress of pleasure. Her slit was all too sensitive to touch, a property that made her unbelievably susceptible to her human's sweet hands and tongue, and even as primal pleasure echoed from between her thighs and tail she felt her lover start to shorten his thrusts, his member pulsing in the sweet motions only seconds away from climax.

Talia lost herself in his subtle vibrations, trying as hard as she could to allow him access to her pulsing rump. Lucas' thrusts became delectably shorter, and only a few strokes later he pushed himself roughly against her, filling the air with sweet sound as his seed poured into his mate. All too long seconds passed, and all he could think about was impregnating his beautiful dragoness, spilling his seed with reckless abandon into her pulsing, eager sex.

Talia's shivering spread vibration through Lucas' entire body; they quivered together, intimately sharing their convulsions in the mutual orgasm. Both expelled rapid breath, coming off their shared pleasure together in soothing closeness. Lucas left himself within his mate, caressing her delicately scaled hide with still trembling hands, thoroughly involved in the closeness they shared, impossible at any other time than this. Tail, flanks, legs and even her upper body yielded gently to his roaming caress. The dragoness' clouded head became eminently soothed by the intricate contact, and she cooed gently to her lover as she finally finished milking his delightfully thick member.

The human liked speech, she knew from her numerous encounters. She always endeavored to keep him satisfied, but this time was different. An unfamiliar feeling seemed to grip her heart. It guided her tongue.

"Mmh, Lucas.. I.. I love you.."

She knew how much the word meant to the humans she had interacted with, and even after their sensual coupling she felt slightly hesitant using it. Tears barely held back from her clenched eyes betrayed her feeling at the human's response.

"I love you too, Talia... You.." His voice choked in his throat. All he could do was crawl forward to the dragon's flank to throw his arms around her delicate neck. Crying seemed so odd, but it briefly overtook his frame, throwing it into another kind of emotional convulsion.

"You.. complete me.." Lucas' delightfully agile hands caressed the sides of his dragoness' face, wiping away the prodigious fluids that had begun to collect on their sides. Another kiss undertook the couple, infinitely gentler than before, relishing the simple, close intimacy of entwined tongues and touching mouths. Sakura continued to fall, undaunted by the emotional connection of two disparate species, coating both in a sparse sheet of pink.

Silence blanketed them in a fashion similar to the ever present cherry blossoms. The sound of breathing was all the pair needed to remain satisfied. Long, caress filled moments passed before either spoke.

"I don't want to lose you.." Suddenly melancholy, Talia pressed her face closely into his, savoring every sensation of his smooth skin against her. The soft sounds of her lament echoed intensely into Lucas' ears.

"You won't.. I'll make sure of it.."

His words suddenly sounded hollow, trodden on quite unemotionally by the unmistakable, artificial sound of helicopter blades reaming the air above them.

"Shit.. not now.." It was far too early for the retrieval team to come.

He didn't even need to think. Something was wrong.