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The Mojito

By Doran Eirok

July 2013

Upon careful reflection, Reed Layton had determined that he was lonely.

It wasn't a life-threatening ailment by any means, and all things considered the green anthropomorphic water dragon didn't have much to complain about. At this exact moment he was stretched out comfortably on the hood of his convertible muscle car, sipping on a mojito, and watching a beautiful tropical sunset while the beach party he was attending carried on a short distance away. No, his life was pretty agreeable. It just seemed to him that things would be a bit nicer still with somebody to share moments like this with.

In his own admittedly biased opinion, Reed wasn't a bad looking dragon, which ought to have helped his chances of drawing some interest. He kept himself in good shape, his dark green hide had a healthy and sleek shine to it, and the bright cyan colour of the fins on his ears, back, and tail, as well as the soft webbing between his fingers and toes, contrasted nicely against the darker green. Sat on the bright blue hood of his beloved car and relaxing back against the windshield, he was dressed in a black aloha shirt with green ferns and blue flowers, which he left open to expose his chest to the gentle ocean breeze, a pair of grey shorts that ended just below the knee, and his bare paws rested above one of the car's headlights. He liked to think it made an attractive picture, even if the main purpose of the positioning had been comfort rather than advertisement. The mojito completed the experience for him; the rich combination of flavours and sweetness that softened the hard kick of the rum made it a consistent favourite drink of his.

Reed admitted to himself that if he were truly interested in simply picking somebody up for an evening's fun, and wasn't too bothered about specifics, he'd probably be in the thick of the beach party still and making a more active effort to interest somebody. That more aggressive, fast and loose form of courtship seemed to work well enough for many of his peers who were just after a quick fling and didn't really care who it was with, but Reed was annoyingly particular. While he wasn't expecting to just sit in the parking lot at the edge of the party and have the life mate of his dreams materialise out of thin air, intimacy didn't mean much to him if there wasn't at least some kind of connection there.

He'd started out the evening wandering around in the main area of the party, and while he'd had several nice enough conversations he hadn't really connected solidly with anyone. It was a fun party all the same and he was enjoying himself, but as sunset approached Reed decided he'd had enough of the crowd and forced socialising, so he grabbed a mojito from the beach bar and wandered back to sit on his car and enjoy the sunset on his own. He wasn't what he'd call depressed, just a bit pensive and tired of the crowd.

As the sun set over the calm tropical bay his home city was perched on, through the curved trunks of a row of palm trees that separated the parking lot from the sandy beach, that pensiveness gave way to the realisation of Reed's mild but persistent loneliness. That in turn developed into a nostalgic recollection of his past relationships that had brought him to where he was now.

Reed's first love had been a lynx girl he'd grown up with named Arcadia. She was beautiful, and the pair of them had been close friends through nearly all of grade school. During their second year of high school, they'd decided to give that 'dating' thing a try, and it agreed with them. In the middle of their third year of high school, they decided to share their bodies with one another and explore their sexuality together. Arcadia had found it quite nice. Reed had found it mind-blowingly wonderful, and developed an entirely new depth to his admiration and love of the feline. As young and innocent as he was, Reed would've eagerly married her right then if he'd thought it was what she wanted. If she'd told him to swear himself as her personal slave for life, he would've been pretty happy with that too. In retrospect, the way Reed had fallen head-over-heels in love with Arcadia had no doubt felt awkward and intimidating to the lynx, who had been more interested in simply exploring something fun with a good friend but wanted to keep her future more open. When she rejected his hopes for a longer term commitment and announced her plans to move away to an out-of-state college after graduating, she did her best to let him down gently. Outwardly, Reed was disappointed but strong and understanding, respecting Arcadia's desires and wanting her to be happy. Inwardly, he felt like his heart had been ripped out and trampled into the mud. He couldn't fault her for feeling as she did, and he sincerely wished her well, but the devastation stayed with him.

Not having any greater aspirations, Reed stayed in the small and mellow coastal city of his birth after graduating, taking on a few varied part-time jobs while attending the local community college. When he graduated from there, his bachelor's degree in marine ecology didn't resolve into a job as he'd hoped, while his part-time lifeguarding role was still going strong and being enjoyable enough to keep up.

It was the summer after his graduation from community college that his second relationship occurred. A tall, heavily-built, dark grey lizard male by the name of Ajir came to the city, spending the summer months there as a tourist to enjoy the fair weather and warm sea and catch a break from his high-power business career. Ajir's imposing presence and dominant yet gentle personality exposed Reed to two facts about himself; he could find himself perfectly well attracted to lovers of either gender, and he was quite happy taking on the submissive role in a relationship.

Unlike with Arcadia, it was physical attraction that started the relationship, the pair noticing one another during one of Reed's lifeguarding shifts. When he got off work for the evening, Reed found the large reptilian waiting for him with an invitation to dinner. They shared a few dates, testing the waters with one another and letting the interest build, and on their fourth night together found themselves sharing heated passions in the shadows beneath the beach's festival pier.

Reed found that he very much enjoyed the way Ajir shared intimacy with him; dominant and firm yet warm and gentle. Losing himself in submission to a more confident and experienced partner made Reed feel safe, and perhaps free of the fear that he would do something wrong and ruin things as he often worried he had with Arcadia. It made for a very pleasant summer, and both the dragon and the lizard were regretful when Ajir had to leave the city and return home to his normal life. Both of them had known from the beginning that the relationship would only be temporary, but both had come to enjoy one another quite thoroughly. They shared the hope that perhaps Ajir could return the following year for another summer of shared passion under the tropical sun, but nothing could be promised and the lizard encouraged Reed to pursue happiness elsewhere rather than waiting around for him on an uncertainty. They parted ways regretfully but on good terms, and while Reed was sad to once again find himself alone, the farewell left him much less damaged than his break-up with Arcadia had.

In a parting act of generosity, Ajir had insisted on providing Reed with some financial assistance. Reed tried to refuse, but the lizard had convinced him to accept. The dragon had ended up with his student loans reduced by a bit, along with a chunk of money Ajir made him promise to use to buy himself a car of some sort, so he'd at least have a bit more freedom and some option for his future besides never leaving the city. Reed still felt awkward accepting the help, but Ajir had enough to spare and claimed it was the least he could do in exchange for the wonderful summer they'd shared.

Once Ajir left town, Reed went shopping and was delighted by his luck. Laying his eyes upon the second-hand bright blue convertible muscle car that was just barely within what he could afford, he began what he likes to describe as the third major relationship of his life. It was a recent model, only three years old, but marked down to a reasonable price because the mileage was high and cosmetically it wasn't quite as good as it could be. In addition, it was powered by a base model four-cylinder engine and an automatic transmission, rather than the V-8 manual combination that the muscle car elitists tended to insist upon. Figuring it was probably a former rental car given the slightly battered condition and basic engine, Reed nonetheless fell instantly in love and drove home in it. Many of the scratches in the paint became barely noticeable after a good polish and wax, and while the engine didn't earn him any respect from most of the area's car enthusiasts it was solid and ran well, with an exhaust note Reed found quite pleasant even if it wasn't the throaty burble of a V-6 or V-8. He added a personal touch some months later as well by fitting a set of black dual racing stripes down the top of the hood and trunk. Reed never let the elitism of other motorists get to him; his car did what he needed it to, and most importantly it made him happy. He dared any much-more-expensive sports car to make its owner grin any wider than his baby made him.

All this brought Reed back to where he was now. It had been not quite two years since he'd bought the car and seen Ajir for the last time; the lizard hadn't been able to make it back the following summer. So Reed had come along to this beach party to see if there were any friends to be made or fun to be had. While he hadn't had much luck on the first count, enjoying a mojito and watching the sunset from the hood of his beloved car seemed a nice enough way to pass the evening if he couldn't find anyone else to share it with.

As fate would have it, it was just then, as the last tip of the sun was dipping below the horizon and the sky was ablaze with orange and pink, and Reed was sipping down the last drops of his drink, that he saw her.

* * *

She was an anthro-dragoness, mostly a deep wine red in colour and covered in what looked to be a soft, sleek hide similar to Reed's. On her arms and legs, her hide faded to a deep black toward the hands and paws, and her eyes were a striking shade of bright green. Her body was sleek and well-formed; lithe without being particularly skinny, and overall looking nicely athletic. She was walking toward him from the main area of the party, wearing a simple bikini made of a shiny black material, a black and green dyed silk beach wrap that swished around her legs, and her paws were wrapped in a pair of black leather-strapped dressy sandals. She walked with a confidence and grace that made Reed freeze as he saw her, and when she met his gaze and smiled his innards seemed to erupt with little flutters.

Reed swallowed, his mouth suddenly having gone uselessly dry as the dragoness walked up and stopped just beside his car, her eyes glancing up and down his body and taking in the sight of him before meeting his eyes again. She smiled again, and Reed found himself further captivated by the depth of her gaze. Something about it and the way she carried herself set her well apart from most of the other people at the party, as if she somehow had years of maturity and experience that he and his peers lacked. Physically, however, she didn't look like she could have more than a few years on him.

With her standing right beside him now, he noticed a few more details. Atop her bare head, between her two straight black horns, some sort of tattooed runic design adorned her hide in green and disappeared over the curve of her head, possibly continuing down the back of her neck from what he could see. Her hide and bathing suit were a bit wet as well; if she'd been swimming that would explain why Reed hadn't seen her while he was being more sociable in the party's main area. He definitely would've remembered her.

Reed saw her muzzle open and her lips move, and after a moment his brain summoned up enough processing power to realise she was speaking and interpret the words.

"Had your fill of the main party?"

Reed swallowed again, hurriedly trying to rouse his brain and muzzle both into useful states. She didn't make it easy; it wasn't so much that she was beautiful, which she was, but she had such an overwhelming sense of presence that made it hard for him to concentrate and form a coherent structure to his thoughts. Something about her just gave him the feeling that she was way out of his league. That instant feeling of admiration and inadequacy reminded him of the feelings he'd once had, and still did to some extent, for Arcadia. That was the last person he wanted muddling up his thoughts right now and shaking his confidence, and her memory just strengthened the voice in his head warning him, don't screw this up.

Reed returned her smile, probably unable to completely hide the shyness he felt, but was surprised and relieved when his attempt at speech formed actual words. "It's a fun party... plenty of nice people, but the crowd got a little much for me."

The dragoness nodded her agreement. "I spent a little while there myself. You're right, everyone is fun and friendly, but a little too 'normal' for me, if that makes sense. Most of them seem to be here for just one thing and are a little obvious about it. I didn't really connect with anyone. Sometimes the outskirts of the party are where the more interesting people are."

Reed tilted his head just a little, intrigued by how closely her words matched his own thoughts, nodding back to her. "That's how I felt too. So I thought I'd have a seat and enjoy the sunset at least."

She smiled, turning her head to look out over the sea. Reed had been right; that tattoo of angular green runes continued down the back of her neck, and her torso as well between the black wings folded at her back. He also noticed that she looked rather stunning in profile. "Looks like a great spot to watch it from," she said.

The water dragon summoned up what little courage he could find and tried to be a little bold. At least, it felt bold to him. "I'm sorry you didn't wander over a few minutes ago. I would've loved to watch it with you."

The dragoness grinned, glancing back at him and meeting his eyes again with that unnervingly deep gaze. It felt to Reed like she was somehow able to look into him and read things he'd never know he was revealing. "I got to see it from the water at least. And there's still a bit more to see." She nodded toward the sky, where the scattered clouds were beginning to erupt in particularly vibrant colours, reflecting the sunset from over the horizon despite the sun itself having vanished from view. "Would you mind if I joined you now?"

Reed's eyes widened just a little bit, surprised and delighted, and from the amused twitch at the corner of the dragoness' mouth he instantly knew that she'd seen that hatchling-in-a-candy-store excitement in his eyes. The realisation made his muzzle redden a bit; here he was trying to be as composed as possible and avoid coming across as just another horny guy at the party. While he couldn't deny he had those urges, she genuinely excited and awed him and Reed was eager to just spend some time with her regardless of how it ended. She only seemed amused at the excitement he'd let slip though, so he shifted himself a little to sit on one side of the car's hood and make room for her on the other. He gently patted the steel with a hand and smiled at her. "I would be delighted if you would."

She took his invitation and climbed up, thoughtfully taking care with her claws and sandals to avoid scratching the finish, which Reed appreciated. "You're alright with me using your car's hood as a seat too, I take it?"

He nodded. "I appreciate that you're being careful about it. But yeah, she can take it." Reed smiled and leaned back against the windshield again, getting comfortable, then belatedly realising he hadn't introduced himself yet. "My name's Reed, by the way."

The dragoness relaxed beside him in the same fashion, watching the sunset and smiling. "I'm Naya." She was silent for a few moments, smiling softly and seeming to just get comfortable and enjoy the view. "The car looks like a lot of fun."

Reed couldn't help but grin with a bit of pride. "It is, I really love it. Makes me really happy." He stopped himself there, knowing he could go on for hours about his car and not wanting to scare this incredible dragoness off with a bunch of gearhead babble.

She surprised him though. "That's what really matters. You'd laugh if I told you how many guys I've seen who have the four cylinder version like this but put fake V-8 badges on it and don't expect a girl to know the difference." She grinned and looked over at him. "It's funny how much they think it's going to matter for picking up girls, when for the most part it's only other guys who actually care."

Reed laughed softly. "Yeah... I know my car 'only' has the four cylinder engine and that's how people tend to think of it, but I'm proud of it. It's a solid power unit, well-engineered, and tuned to have enough power that it still makes the car go fast enough to make me happy and do what I need. I might miss the V-6 or V-8 growl sometimes, but I like the sound of mine too."

Naya grinned, nodding. "You two sound very close. She have a name? How long have you had her?"

Reed chuckled again, amused at how quickly she seemed able to read him and the way his mind worked. "I keep wanting to name her but haven't seemed to find the right one yet. It's been not quite two years." He stopped himself again. Thinking back on the time made him remember the lizard who'd helped him buy it, and the way the car reminded him of Ajir was part of what kept it special to him.

The dragoness however seemed perfectly able to pick up on the things he left unsaid. Maybe in the way his voice had caught just a little at the end. "You sound like there's a bit more wrapped up in it than just being a fun car."

He gave a small sigh, and nodded. Maybe it was that presence of hers, the way she made him feel like she could read everything in his gaze and tone of voice and already knew so much about him from that anyway, but he felt easy with her. "A guy I knew helped me afford the car. We were... close." He glanced at her a bit uncertainly, but her eyes just looked receptive and sympathetic, so he continued. "Quite close. We spent a summer together but then he had to go back to his life elsewhere. He hasn't made it back here and doesn't think he'll be able to again."

Naya nodded softly. "It sounds like you loved each other very much. You've been alone since then?" Reed nodded. "Are you interested in women as well as men?"

Reed nodded again. "I'm interested in people, when they're the right people. Not really bothered by what equipment they have." He offered her a tentative smile.

Naya mirrored it. "Same way myself." She shifted her position, scooting just a little closer to him. The movement made their legs brush against one another briefly, and the feeling made Reed shiver just a little. "And yet we're both out here away from the main party. So would I be correct in assuming that, like me, you're rather particular about who catches your interest?"

Reed eyed her, those fluttery feelings starting to run up and down his insides again. He gave a slow nod. "Yes... I like sharing things with people, that's pretty much the reason anybody comes to this sort of party at this particular beach... but intimacy means a lot more to me if there's some kind of connection between those involved."

She nodded her agreement, watching his eyes. Reed couldn't help but feel like she was gazing deep into his soul somehow, as if assessing him. "And how are you feeling about me, Reed, if you don't mind my asking?"

The water dragon's heart pounded and he had to fight hard to stop himself from squirming with excitement. Her voice had taken on a soft, warm murmur, and to Reed's finny ears it sounded rather suggestive. He had tried hard to quash the hope that his encounter with Naya would result in anything more than friendly conversation, but the signals she was sending now were raising that hope high, and sending blood rushing to places other than his brain. He swallowed, nodding slowly at her and responding quietly. "You're a fascinating dragoness, Naya, and I have to admit that I am feeling very, very... connected to you."

The dragoness smiled at him, scooting a little closer and wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "I was hoping you would. I've been watching you for a little while now, I have to admit... I like to think I'm pretty good at reading people. And of all the people here, you're the one who really caught my interest. I like you, Reed... you're interesting, you have a depth and warmth to you, and you're very much the sort of person I'd hoped I might find here."

Reed didn't know what to say. He felt like he was dreaming, with somebody this incredible actually approaching him and being interested in him. "I... don't think I even dared to hope for finding somebody like you here..."

Naya grinned, and Reed gasped as he suddenly felt her hand cupping the bulge he hadn't quite realised he was forming in his trousers. He gave a soft moan as she squeezed and massaged him gently through the thin fabric, causing him to shiver softly. Naya leaned close, resting her head on his shoulder. "I don't usually jump into things quite this quickly, but you're really the sort of dragon I've been looking for... you might not think it, but there are so many different kinds of people out there, and when the right sort find each other and a real bond forms, it's a special thing worth jumping at. I have a gift for being able to feel those bonds with some certainty." She grinned a bit wider then, slowly stroking Reed through his shorts. "Or it could just be that this party mood has gone to my head."

Reed chuckled just a little, even as he shuddered with pleasure at what she was doing to him. Deep in the back of his mind, a quiet voice warned against letting his guard down and carrying through with this. He'd just met her, what if she was just playing him to steal his money and his car or something? He didn't really have all that much money to his name but losing the car would be devastating, not to mention how much the betrayal would destroy his heart. But he wanted so desperately to believe in what she was saying, that there really was a connection between them. He liked to think he'd felt that himself before arousal took over and started clouding his judgment. Besides, he doubted a woman with her kind of presence really needed to steal a car from a beach bum like him. So he decided to trust, letting his empty mojito glass fall gently to the sand beside the car, and turning his head to kiss her gently.

The dragoness made a quiet 'mmm' and leaned into the kiss, returning it herself. She then upped the ante by parting her jaws and kissing him more deeply. Reed moaned quietly, opening his mouth as well and stroking his tongue lingeringly against hers. When they separated from the kiss, he was panting softly. "N-Naya..."

She smiled at him, that piercing gaze of her taking on a very soft and tender look. "Poor dear... you've gone without this closeness for far too long. Is this what you want? I know I'm being pretty forward about it, but I don't want to push you into anything you're not sure about."

Reed leaned a bit closer to her, shaking his head. "No, it's wonderful... faster than I'm used to going myself, but it's wonderful... and truth be told, I'm rather enjoying how forward you're being. I want this too, Naya. Very, very much. I trust you."

Naya gave a gentle nod and smiled, gently touching her muzzle to his. "I won't abuse that trust. I can tell you're a little nervous and have some past hurts inside. So for tonight, you just relax and let me lead, and don't worry. I'll take care of you."

He smiled warmly at her, his eyes watering just a little bit. Somehow, that seemed to be exactly what he'd needed to hear, and she'd known that. She leaned in for another kiss, and Reed joined her in it eagerly, closing his eyes and letting himself get a bit lost in the wonderful feeling. When she gave him another slow squeeze in mid-kiss he was caught off guard, giving a muffled gasp into her maw and squirming. Naya purred to him through the kiss, holding it as she stroked him and seeming to enjoy how much the pleasure was making him squirm.

When they broke apart from the kiss Reed was panting more desperately than before, his eyes meeting Naya's with longing. The dragoness grinned at him and then pulled away, sliding down the hood of the car to the ground. Reed watched her curiously as she stepped around to the front of the car to stand by his paws, giving one of them a gentle stroke as she started to climb back onto the hood. Reed trembled softly; even just having her stroke the top of his paw gently felt electric with how sensitive he'd become. Naya rested one knee on the car while leaving her other paw on the ground, partially straddling Reed's legs, and reached to undo his belt and unzip the front of his shorts. He watched her, going a bit red in the muzzle. "R-right here...?"

Naya looked up at him and grinned, meeting his eyes with a rather mischievous light in her own. "You're not ashamed to be seen having sex with me, are you?" She winked slyly, continuing to undo his trousers in the front, before slipping her hands around underneath him to undo the fastening above his tail. Reed squirmed; he knew that they weren't likely to get into any legal trouble, as the police took a rather liberal view of what went on at this particular beach. They tended to look the other way as long as whatever happened was consenting and not causing any real harm. More often than not there were even a few off-duty officers attending the parties, which usually helped people feel safer just on the off chance anything bad did start to happen. So there weren't legal worries at least. With how stunning and beautiful Naya was, Reed didn't imagine that being seen mating with her in public on the hood of his car was going to do anything other than benefit the manliness factor of his reputation either. The only real misgivings that left him were to do with his own shyness, but the devious light in Naya's eyes as she tugged his shorts down to his thighs and lowered her muzzle toward his groin seemed to perfectly target the submissive tendencies he'd discovered in himself with Ajir. He knew that if he really objected Naya would stop, but the illusion of having the pleasure forced on him right here where anybody could see made him feel a bit small and helpless in a way that just aroused him further.

While all of this was scampering through Reed's mind, Naya didn't wait for a verbal response. She opened her maw and extended a sleek black tongue, wrapping it around his malehood and pulling it gently but firmly to her lips. The moist warmth inside her muzzle made Reed feel like his mind was going to explode, and as he fell back shuddering against the windshield, involuntarily arching his back into the feeling and releasing an overwhelmed moan, he lost the ability to worry about anything else. Naya grinned and purred quietly around his length as she took it deeper, exploring him with her tongue and beginning to suckle slowly on him.

Reed very quickly found himself completely lost in the feeling, unable to care about anything else. It felt absolutely incredible and was complete sensory overload for him. He lowered a shaky hand toward her muzzle, gently cupping her cheek with it in desperation to find at least some way to show her his gratitude. The dragoness purred for him again, the vibration just causing even more amazing sensations around his arousal. Through a haze of pleasure he looked down and watched her, and Naya looked up at him while she worked him inside her muzzle. Their eyes met, and Reed immediately knew that the image of that was one that would stay with him for a very long time; her muzzle pleasuring him, with her piercing eyes looking right up into his, filled with playful mischief and tender dominance.

She continued to do that for him for a while, building Reed's pleasure higher and higher, while exploring him and seeming to learn all his most sensitive places. Quite quickly she seemed to become an expert on him, knowing exactly where and how to tease him and for how long to get exactly the response she wanted. He was completely at her mercy, and he suspected that if she wanted to she could probably force him to come for her near-instantly now, or hold him agonisingly close to the edge for hours. When he could feel himself getting tantalisingly close she stopped, leaving Reed panting and whining with need as she slowly released him from her muzzle. "Not just yet, dear... I want a lot more fun with you first."

Naya stood up then, reaching down under the silk beach wrap she was wearing to unfasten and pull down the bottom piece of her swimsuit. Letting it rest around one of her ankles and not bothering to remove anything else, she climbed atop Reed again, now straddling him fully atop the hood of the car. The water dragon watched helplessly as she came nose to nose with him, letting the material of her wrap pool around either side of his waist, and lowered herself until his now incredibly sensitive length brushed against the heat of her exposed slit. The feeling of that alone drove him wild, and Naya began to torment him further with slow, teasing movements, for a time not letting him feel any more than her opening, while her legs and sandaled paws held him down.

Reed could do nothing more than moan and writhe, lost in pleasure and need, wishing he had a way to return the favour to her. Naya seemed very content to be in total control of the exchange however, and there wasn't much he could do to resist. Very distantly, he was just barely aware of a few spectators now, keeping their distance in the parking lot but watching and grinning. By this point he was far too lost in what he was sharing with the beautiful dragoness atop him to care.

Without warning, Naya plunged her body downward and forced Reed's arousal deep into her body, clenching down around him with soft, tight warmth. The water dragon was unable to bite back his sharp cry of pleasure, his body shuddering and thrusting up into her of its own accord. Naya moaned in pleasure and trembled just a little, and through the haze of his own overwhelmed senses Reed was glad to see her taking pleasure of her own from things. She brought her muzzle together with Reed's then, drawing him in to a very deep kiss as she began to ride him, slowly but firmly moving her body atop his. The dragons moaned into one another's maws, holding the kiss as Naya slowly sped up her movements.

She felt absolutely amazing. In a broad sense, Reed didn't prefer one gender over the other, meaning what he'd said to Naya earlier about it being the person who was important. All the same, the feeling of being inside a female was something he'd not felt for quite some time, and it really had no comparison. The sensations completely overwhelmed him as she slid her body up and down around his arousal, every movement of hers seeming to explore him more, rubbing and clenching in slightly new ways and teasing him with new feelings. As he broke out of the kiss with a particularly sharp gasp of pleasure he could feel himself getting close, his eyes meeting Naya's with a look of slight panic. "N-Naya... I..."

She didn't seem worried though, smiling and gently stroking a hand over his muzzle as she kept riding him. "Shh... don't worry about a thing... I know exactly what I'm doing with you." She slowed her movements a little and seemed to shift how she was holding him inside her, and while the wonderful feelings continued the urgency of his need seemed to back off just a little bit. Reed panted, starting to realise just how completely in control of his body she was.

Reed writhed slowly under her, and a belated thought alarmed him then as his brain was allowed a moment of partial clarity. "I have condoms... I don't want to make you..."

Naya silenced him by resting her fingers on the tip of his muzzle, then rubbing her lips gently against his. "Thoughtful of you... but don't worry, I have that taken care of. Just relax, Reed... stop worrying and focus on how good it feels. I'm certainly going to..." She smiled into his eyes, then drew him into another hungry kiss as she sped up her movements again. Reed moaned as she rode him faster and faster, feeling incredible but seeming to deliberately avoid stimulating him in the right way to bring him to his edge. Naya however began to pant heavily into the kiss, moaning more deeply, then after a moment breaking the kiss to let out a sharp cry of joy as her first orgasm hit her.

The sound of her pleasure alone was such a wonderful noise that it almost made Reed come all by itself. She was being careful though, taking her own pleasure from him while deliberately not allowing him his yet. The sound and sight of her reaching that peak and feeling so good atop his malehood was wonderful, and something Reed took a lot of joy in. His body was certainly getting incredibly wound up with need and he was so eager to join her in that pleasure, but he forced himself to trust her and obey her insistence that he not worry. She'd bring him to that point too when she was good and ready, and it would be worth the wait.

The dragoness sagged atop him, panting and grinning hugely and licking gently at Reed's muzzle. "Mmm... good... just be patient, my dragon... you'll get your turn..." She grinned at him, her eyes a bit glazed with the afterglow of her orgasm, but she wasted no time in picking up her movements again. She used Reed to pleasure herself, all the while seeming to tease him and toy with him. Repeatedly she would clench and stroke in just the right way to bring him close to the edge, before altering her grip and backing off to make him wait while she took her own pleasure again. In the back of Reed's mind it seemed only fair; she could feel that again and again, while once he went over he'd need some time to recover, especially as hard as he was sure he was going to go when he did. But oh, he needed her. His body was wound so tightly now that all he could think about was filling her and joining her in that peak. That need was all there was now.

Again and again she held him on the edge but denied him, orgasming hard atop him with those beautiful cries of overwhelmed joy, forcing him to watch her and feel her experience that ultimate pleasure all around him but not letting him join in. He lost track of how many times she used him that way, but it was at least four or five he was pretty sure. His mind was completely gone now, and he was driven only by his need and lust, and his absolute submission to her. His heart leapt when, after her last orgasm, she lowered her panting muzzle to his ear and growled quietly into it. "Now, Reed... now it's your turn... now it's time for your reward." Without further warning she began to take him hard, riding him firmly and positioning herself so Reed's most sensitive places were stimulated. This time she wasn't just teasing them, she was grinding herself against them insistently. This time she wanted his seed, and she was going to have it all.

Reed was utterly lost in the sensations now, crying out and moaning as she quickly brought him right to his edge. She could have had him there in a matter of seconds if she'd wanted, but she still drew it out for him, giving him time to savour the build-up and fully reward him for his patience, not rushing him to the end. The few parts of his mind that were still distantly capable of coherent thought overflowed with gratitude and awe for this amazing dragoness. As dominant as she was, and as long as she'd spent focused on her own pleasure, she wasn't simply using him for her own satisfaction. She was very focused on making it as incredible for him as she could too, and it was making him love her so deeply.

As he was brought right to his edge, Naya held his gaze and he thought he saw some love there in her eyes too, mixed in with the pleasure and dominance and the rising of yet another peak. The combination was about the last thing Reed could take and he began to cry out and widen his eyes, starting to ascend. Naya rode him hard and fast now for this final distance, crying out herself as she reached orgasm again herself, and this time she let the clenching and trembling of her body do their work on Reed's arousal, aiding in its stimulation. Those feelings and the sounds of her pleasure were the final triggers. Reed could take no more. His pleasure soared higher and higher like a massive wave about to break until he felt like his body was dissolving into nothing but light and sensation, and then, right as he hovered on the precipice about to go over, he heard Naya's pleading command through her own pleasured moans. "Come, Reed!"

He obeyed her in that very instant. His perception of all things exploded into fragments of colour and feeling, and his consciousness was swept away in a feeling so intense it seemed beyond his ability to process. He came for her, harder than he had thought it was possible to come, pouring his seed up into the warm darkness of her body. He threw back his head and roared loudly enough that it could probably be heard miles away, but he heard nothing of it himself. His brain had given up processing sound or anything else that was external to what he was sharing with Naya, and if he heard anything it was only his blood pounding in his ears and the desperate, triumphant moans of his mate atop him. The two dragons clung to one another, bound tightly through Reed's swollen length inside Naya's body and her legs wrapped impossibly tight around his own. They soared together in a universe that belonged only to them, lost to all else.

After what could've been an eternity to their perception, the peak began to relax and fade slowly. The massive wave of pleasure that had crashed over both of them began to recede back toward the sea, leaving the two lovers clinging to one another and shaking with exhaustion, their weary gazes lit by warm afterglow. Naya had collapsed atop Reed and had her arms wrapped around him, holding him tightly against her. Reed clung to her just as tightly, his eyes refusing to focus properly and his brain struggling to restart itself. The pair just laid there for several minutes, saying nothing, not needing to, just sharing in the closeness and the lingering joy they'd just shared.

Naya was the first to recover enough to do anything more, and she tenderly rubbed her muzzle against Reed's with a soft, contented purr. Reed gave a small shiver, trying to meet her eyes with his, his own filled with gratitude and awe and tears. "Naya..." he murmured softly. "Thank you..."

She smiled warmly at him, quieting him with a soft but lingering kiss. "You too, Reed... you aren't the only one that was wonderful for." She held him tight, both dragons sighing happily and spending several more minutes in happy silence, just holding one another. Eventually, as the afterglow faded more and more, their perceptions of the outside world finally began to intrude once again. They became slowly aware that the unyielding steel of the muscle car's hood wasn't the most comfortable of beds. And as they lifted their heads and looked around a little, they became aware that, while the music was still going, many heads in the nearby party had turned and were staring at them. A few with indignation, many with awe or admiration or good-natured jealousy. There seemed to be many reddened muzzles, and several people who seemed so inspired and aroused by the show that they were insistently dragging their partners off into the bushes. Reed's muzzle went bright red at the realisation of what a spectacle they'd just been, and Naya had the good grace to look a little sheepish herself, but otherwise didn't seem too bothered by it. Instead she just kissed Reed again, then gently, carefully started to pull herself off him.

The water dragon moaned and shivered a little as his spent length slid out of her, both of them panting softly as they separated. Naya climbed down from the hood of the car looking a little shaky, but braced herself against it while she helped Reed to his paws as well.

Needing no words, the pair hugged one another tightly for a long while, then assisted each other to the beach. As the evening stars came out, they undressed and bathed themselves and one another in the warm ocean to clean off the worst of the mess they'd made of each other, then made their way back to the car. Considering the sight briefly, Naya opened the door and tilted the front seats forward, arranging herself on the soft leather of the back seat without bothering to put any of her clothing back on. She beckoned Reed to join her, who eagerly did so, cuddling up in her arms. A clear and gentle night had been forecast so they didn't bother putting up the roof, content to just lay in each other's arms and sleep under the stars on the back seat of the convertible.

* * *

The warm glow of sunrise and the hungry calls of seagulls woke them slowly. Naya was still there, and neither dragon seemed to have moved much during the night, having exhausted themselves so completely the previous evening. As soon as Reed tried to shift his position just a little he let out a soft groan; as reluctant as he was to admit any fault with his car, sleeping in the back seat awkwardly curled up with his lover had left him very stiff. The enthusiastic sex might've contributed to that too, but he was even less willing to find fault with that.

Naya murmured softly and hugged him against her sleepily, and Reed smiled, snuggling in close with her. She was about as awake as he was, which wasn't very much, and her eyes were still closed. Despite not having a mane, she managed to look just a bit dishevelled in waking somehow, and he found her particularly beautiful for it. Somehow lacking the poise and confident presentation of the night before demystified her just a little to him, made her seem a little more normal, in an odd way that just made him find her that much more attractive.

He turned his head a little and gave her a gentle kiss, which she returned happily. As he drew away from the kiss to look at her face once more, her eyes were still closed but she had acquired a soft, devious-looking grin. Before Reed could inquire what that was about, he let out a sharp gasp as Naya flexed one of her legs slowly. Without realising it, Reed had ended up straddling the inside of one of the dragoness' thighs, and despite the fervour of last night's lovemaking, his body was reacting to waking up as it often did. Naya didn't seem to mind, though. She flexed her leg again, the soft hide of her thigh pressing into Reed's groin and bulging sheath, arousing him further. He moaned quietly and held her, squeezing her leg a little with his own and enjoying what a delightful tease she was. She was doing more than teasing though; she kept rubbing her leg between his relentlessly, and Reed began to pant as the movement started to excite him more and more, his arousal growing against her. "Mmmr... Naya..."

She grinned at him, opening her eyes finally and then shifting her body a little, the leather of the seat creaking softy under her hide as she spread her legs apart invitingly for him. Reed shuddered a little at her directness, meeting her eyes and wanting to be sure of what she wanted. She met his eyes with sleepy but certain desire, spreading herself out for him and looking expectant.

Reed was hardly going to turn down the invitation, and her simple teasing had already gotten him very excited. He wriggled around to lay atop her, straddling her tail and finding her slit with his hardness as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her. They both moaned to each other as he slid into her, Reed shuddering both with what he felt right then and the remembered pleasure from the night before. He did his best to start out slowly with her, wanting to give her as much pleasure as he could without making her work for it as she had last night. She felt so amazing, though, and his self-control wasn't usually at its best this early in the morning.

"Naya.... mmmf... the way you feel... I don't know how long I can last..."

She smiled at him and nuzzled him gently, licking his face a little. "Don't worry about it, dear. I'll get there. Last night was wonderful, but I don't have any elaborate plans this time. Right now, I just want you to mate with me."

He shivered and hugged her tightly, unable to stop himself from driving into her a little harder and faster. the movement caused her to gasp with pleasure, which only increased Reed's need. She seemed to know what he needed to hear, how to cut right through all the worry and self-doubt that had always plagued him, and free him from that worry so he could just relax and enjoy being with her. She wasn't judging him or grading him somehow; she seemed rather to already know everything she needed to about him and had accepted him for exactly who he was. That acceptance was such a wonderful thing, and so incredibly liberating. She was letting him take the lead this morning, no longer controlling him or telling him what to do, just letting him sate himself in her. Compared to the ethereal, mind-blowing otherworldliness of last night's encounter, what he was sharing with her right now felt somehow very simple and mundane in a way that was oddly affirming to Reed. He wasn't the shy and uncertain dragon whose self image had been in hastily-bandaged tatters since the rejection of his first love. He was Reed, a regular friendly and gentle water dragon who was making simple, passionate love to a beautiful dragoness in the back seat of his base model convertible muscle car, on a tropical beach at sunrise. And from the sound of things, doing a very satisfactory job of it. The combination was enough to make even him of all people feel a little bit 'manly,' whatever that meant. The thought made him giggle to himself just a little, deep down inside.

The entire rest of his awareness above these deep thoughts were, of course, becoming increasingly lost in the joy of once again sharing such wonderful feelings with Naya. She moaned and panted for him, her eyes meeting his with an eager, pleading look that spurred him on. Reed panted with need of his own and worked hard and fast in her, knowing he was quickly driving both of them right to the edge, and no longer interested in taking his time getting there. He tilted back his head and groaned as brought himself close, and Naya's breathless cry of joy as she peaked was the thing that pushed him over with her. Shuddering and crying out softly, he came deep into her. Again, the morning didn't hold the same universe-exploding intensity of sensation that last night's dominant and controlled experience had, but there was something so pure and true about the simple raggedness of the lovemaking they shared now. And it still felt incredible. And Naya's trembling moans as he pumped wave after wave of his seed into her body assured him that it felt just as good for her.

Again the pair let themselves be lost in shared pleasure for a while, then held each other close in silence through the joy of the afterglow. For some brief but uncertain period of time they both fell asleep in each other's arms, still intimately linked to one another. Again they eventually staggered their way to the sea for a quick cleaning, before dressing back at the car. Finally they found themselves using the car's seats as intended for the first time, sitting together in the front seats as Reed started up the engine.

"So... where do you want to go?" Reed asked her, looking over at the dragoness in the passenger seat and admiring the way the rising sun reflected off her hide.

Naya smiled. "I travel around a lot generally, it's been a long time since I really settled anywhere for more than a few days. But... I think I'd like to stick around for a while, Reed. With you."

Reed smiled brightly at her. He'd tried to avoid hoping too much that she'd stay, knowing that the incredible night they'd spent together would remain with him a long time and schooling himself to find contentment in that, but once again she had surprised and delighted him with her acceptance of him. "Naya... I can't tell you how happy that makes me."

She grinned at him with those deep, knowing green eyes. "You don't have to."

Smiling widely and feeling more satisfied and hopeful with life than he realised he had in a very long while, Reed backed his car out of the parking lot and started for home.