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"I will try not to burden you;

I can hold these inside; I will hold my breath

'till all those shivers subside

Just look in my eyes

I will try not to worry you;

I have seen things that you'll never see

Leave them to memory me

I shudder to breathe"

_ - Trying not to breathe - REM _

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The school bell rang loudly, bathing the corridor in deafening noise. However it didn't last long, Kyle still heard ringing in his ears afterwards, and the door to the classroom have opened silently, allowing the students to go inside. He sat at his usual spot, activating the build-in console with his key-code and waited for the lesson to begin.

A large ball of paper hit him in the temple, and landed in front of him.

• Read it - he heard from behind, with muffled giggles.

One quick scrutiny of the object revealed a small moist area on the side, making him rather certain of what it contained inside. He took it carefully with two fingers and threw it back blindly.

• No stamps - he said after hearing loud "Hey!" in the back - Return to sender.

• What is your problem Garathy?!

• School imbeciles - he responded not turning around

There was more to that, he was certain, but the teacher had entered the classroom, and since they were allowed to actually punish impudent students physically, no one ever risked it.

• You've got that right - he heard a hiss from behind - We'll talk in more detail about this later.

• You have something to say mr. Helman, say it loud to the whole class - said the teacher sitting behind his desk

• Not really sir. - came the reply - I just wanted to... reschedule meeting with my pal, Kyle here. Nothing of true significance.

• Is that true? - asked the teacher turning his gaze to Kyle

• How could it be otherwise? - Kyle responded

There were few unspoken rules amongst the students. The most important of them: "You shall not complaint to the teachers on your classmates, regardless of anything." Whoever broke that rule was screwed for good. Teacher looked at them for the moment, not really believing in their assurances, but didn't pressed the issue, and begun the lesson instead.

• After school - he heard one last whisper - Don't chicken-out now

• Wretched terror consumes me.

The rest of the school time went completely uneventful. Kyle walked calmly to the tram station, but instead of waiting for the tram, he took the staircase to the ground level. For a moment he thought he could hear a footsteps behind him, but when he saw Helman waiting for him on the bench nearby old parking lot, he dismissed that.

It was a mistake. He didn't came alone.

Two of his pals, he never caught their names, caught him from behind, and dragged him all the way to the smiling bastard. He gritted his teeth in anger.

• I was almost afraid you won't show up. I guess I was wrong.

Kyle clenched his fists as both of thugs had kept him unable to fight back. Yet, as he heard somewhere someday, there were paths around every obstacle. He pulled his arms closer, forcing them to use more force to hold him, and then he pushed them violently outwards, peeling as they struck at their guts, making them release their grip on him, just a bit, but enough for him to break free.

He stomped heavily on the one's foot, and turning to the other, he mashed his knee in his guts, aiming right in his balls. There were no points for a clean fight in this. Turning around again with his both hands free, he grabbed the one with aching foot by the back of his head, and brought it down forcefully right on his outstretched knee, braking his nose in the process.

Helman tried to punch him, but he dodged the blow, and grabbed his wrist, twisting it outwards, forcing him to expose his throat. Kyle took a large swing with his free hand and struck him right in the Adam's apple, making him fall to his knees, coughing violently.

And then the police came, they arrested him, and send to jail. In the judge didn't believed in his explanations, his application for UESA going bust., and then he saw his father in the audience, with a disappointed look on his face, caused by the fact that he raised a criminal...

And then everything got rewind. Kyle still was on the parking lot with clenched fists, stranded by two thugs in front of a school bully. He quickly made his decision, and unclenched his fist. First punch landed on his stomach; the rest were focused on the face.

The door of his home were opened by his father. He looked at him just once before asking

• Teeth okay?

Kyle with bruised and stained with blood face showed his teeth to his father. Surprisingly they seemed intact. They walked to the kitchen, where Kyle received a bag full of ice, and and sat behind the table putting the bag to his face. It did felt a little better.

• I assume he's looking worse... - stated Kyle's father, and noticed Kyle's silence - Didn't you fight back?

• No - responded Kyle wincing at the sudden pain in his lower lip. He suckled on it, and spat blood to the sink

• You shouldn't let them beat the crap out of you.

• The last thing I need now is a record, dad - he sighed - UESA won't accept initiate with criminal record.

• How can you tell it would end like that? You're always assuming the worst, Kyle...

• That rich pig showed up with two thugs. He has no honor. I know he would press the charges afterwards. - Kyle said spitting blood to the sink again - And his pops can afford for a whole pack of lawyers, that would twist the situation against me. As if it was me who viciously attacked his fist with my face. That's just the way this world is made.

They were silent for a longer moment. It wasn't like Kyle hat some grudge against rich people. Just most of them were real ass-holes, considering themselves better than rest just because they had more money. There were exceptions from that rule, but few and far between.

• You're hungry? - asked Kyle's father

• Do I look like I'm in the mood for eating?

• A soup via a straw maybe...

• Thanks a lot, but I'll handle it from here - said Kyle getting up, and walking to his room

• There's a package for you. Came in the morning via courier...

Kyle closed the door of his room, and tossed the ice bag on his desk. There, on the bed lay a medium sized cardboard box, with a red sign "fragile" on the side. He left it alone for the moment, walking to the window, and looking at his reflection in the glass. Good thing it was weekend, and he had two days to pull himself together.

He looked back at the box again, and shrugging walked to the bed. He opened the box and froze for a moment. Then he reached inside and pulled out a RIG, and placed it on the bed beside the box. It was rather basic model, and was turned off. Probably after turning it on it required synchronization, but it's presence could mean only one thing. There was also a brand new ID card in the box...

Two years of basic training... He will be nineteen while going into Academy, and after that...

He grinned, and winced at the sudden eruption of pain.

He went on monday to the school to take his documents from the office. When he was walking out, he met Helman on the stairs. He, seeing Kyle going in the opposite direction to their classroom. He pulled him by his jacked to question him, and humiliate him in front of everybody on the staircase, in some sophisticated way, but he froze, seeying as Kyle's jacket pulled back, exposing his shining RIG to everybody's view. Kyle was certain the whole school just sucked their breath.

Kyle grabbeg Helman's wrist, and twisted it upwards, thus forcing him to let go of his jacked, and with his other elbow he smacked him against the wall, kicking him right in the batteries with a knee.

• Take care, kid - he said cheerfully and resumed his way out of the school in almost total silence.

Safe for an imaginary electric guitar, playing first chords of "Bad to the bone"

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Kyle awoke in the middle of the night. He usually didn't memorized his dreams, but from time to time he did, however wishing it would be otherwise. Rak'Shi was still beside him, breathing softly deep in her sleep. He watched her silently, thinking about that he couldn't figure out that dragoness. After all that he have done the day before, she should leave him already. Actually she should run away screaming in a panic forfeit. And yet she stayed, though barely talked to him by the rest of the day.

He turned his gaze on the ceiling, watching the moonlight reflecting on the wooden surface. She knew him eight days. Hardly enough to develop a strong emotional bond, so she wasn't in love with him, that was certain... She was using him for something, but he couldn't figure out what, at least for now. For a brief moment he even thought about waking her and asking, but the sight of her snout made him change his mind. She just looked so....

He couldn't even find a proper word for it. Kyle didn't want to spoil it, that was certain.

He tried to shift his position on the bed, but his RIG made it a bit noisier, than he intended. Problem was that this one was permanent. While others RIGs were removable, and acquired the biometric data by receptors attached to the skin of the wearer, his Rig was connected deeply with his nervous system via probes plunged into his spine. Furthermore, it drew power directly from his mitochondria. After all it was a battle suit, and it would be inexcusable if it'd run out of juice in the middle of a fight.

• Do you really have to make all that ruckus? - he heard Rak'Shi's , a little muffled from sleep, voice. - Some of us are trying to sleep over here?

• What are you doing here? - he asked placing his gaze on her shadowy figure and noticing her eyes shining dimly in the darkness.

• Sleeping - she responded - Or at least trying to sleep. Do you mind letting me do that?

• And besides that..?

• What do you mean?

• From the start, you're dragging me to bed, and then move in like we have known each other for years instead of hours. I want to know your agenda in this. - he said - And don't even try to tell me it was love from first sight.

• Look - she said - I accept your stupid rules, and want to be with you regardless of what you have done, Isn't that enough for you?

• What I've done? I'm coming back to my home after a tiring week and what I find? - he asked grumpily - A freakin' crime scene, and a female that suddenly downgrades me from room owner to a freakin' janitor. Hardly something I expected, or could appreciate.

• Are you throwing me out? - she asked now fully awaken.

• No - he said firmly, hearing a twinkle of distress in her voice - But I do want to know what the hell is going on. What to expect next? I think you will agree that I have right to know.

She closed her eyes for a long moment remaining silence all the while. Kyle waited a minute, then another one, and another one; and while she still didn't seem to be willing to start talking he spoke.

• I told you everything. Why you don't want to do the same?

• I'm scared. - she whispered

• Of what?

• That you will not want me anymore...

• So you're choosing to keep secrets instead? - he asked raising his left eyebrow, and then he turned around to face the other side of the bed - Whatever. Just forget about whole thing.

• I can't have young - she whispered after a moment - When my mate found out about it, he kicked me out...

• Are you sure it's your fault, and not his? - asked Kyle turning again to face her.

• Yes. He's got new mate. She laid him an egg already - she shook her head sadly - When I ended up on the streets I was confused, frightened... Lost. Eventually I've stumbled upon this guy, Tir'Gar. He took me in, gave me a place to sleep, and all. Then we've mated, and I thought...

She trailed of dropping her gaze and swallowing hard. Kyle's arm went around her, and his hand rested on her shoulder; his fingertips rubbed her scales there. He wasn't sure whether she felt that or not, but she moved closer to him, and he felt her tail rubbing his ankle.

• The next night he brought someone. Told me that it was time to earn my keep... - She leaned onto him totally, rubbing her snout against his chest; her tail curled on his leg on its whole length, from the hip to the foot. - That's how it started. He came here when you were gone. He wanted to...

• Shhh... - he hushed her rubbing his nose against the top of her snout - You're safe now.

• He'll be back - she sobbed - I've shot him. He will be back...

• He will have to go through me - said Kyle. His other hand reached under her body and rested on her back, and his fingers started to rub her there, just under the wings.

• Kyle...

She didn't say anything else; just rubbed her snout against his chest some more, and then raising it to meet his mouth and lock their tongues in a long passionate kiss. Their tongues rubbed against each other inside his and hers mouths by turns, the intensity of it made a small trickle of saliva drip from the corner of his mouth. He rolled as far back as his RIG allowed him to, and Rak'Shi quickly mounted him, still not braking their kiss. Her wing spread widely above them, casting somewhat intimidating shadow on them both.

Eventually she did broke the kiss, otherwise she have risked suffocation, and gazing on the human male below, she compressed all her feelings into a one, single growl.

• Do you still want me? - she asked

• The real question is do you want me - he responded - You saw the real me, and I think you'll agree that it ain't that pretty. I'm too old to change, so what you see is what you get.

• I do - she said without hesitation, looking him straight into the eyes.

She leaned onto him, rubbing her snout against his cheek, and crooning softly. He turned his head to kiss her, and soon they were kissing passionately again. Kyle pulled her upwards, sliding his lips and tongue down through her jaw, throat to her chest, then lower to her belly, and lower; where she needed him the most.

"Two can play this game"- she thought to herself, when she felt first strokes of his tongue on her slit.

She turned around to reach to his waist, and leaned over his loins, gripping his manhood tightly; pulling the skin on the tip back, and begun to nibble at it. She heard him grunt at this, and felt his arms wrapping around her waist, and pulling her closer to him, his hands on her tail, jerking it upwards. He plunged his tongue deep in her vent, and wiggled it about vigorously, turning the act into a sort of contest of who make who climax first.

She quickly found the most sensitive part of his organ, on the underside of its tip, and instead of teasing, and suckling on the whole, she nibbled her tongue on that spot, making Kyle twitch and groan. He pulled his tongue out of her and focused on her clit in return, but he waited too long to do this. He felt throbbing in his shaft, an indisputable sign of approaching release, and soon after he came, gripping her tail tightly, and pressing her rump to his face with all the force his nanite-augmented body could muster, catching the fluids pouring from her with his mouth, and swallowing even a tiniest drop eagerly, while his dick sprayed his milky goo inside the maw of his dragoness. She came just afterwards, roaring her pleasure loudly, gushing her fluids on his face; her climax powerful enough, to make her thigh muscles twitch noticeably.

They lay like that, almost motionless, accept for breathing deeply, for several minutes, before Rak'Shi raised herself a bit to look down at her lover.

• I won - she warbled softly, licking her muzzle clean - I'm on top.

• I want a rematch - he said tracing a pattern on her outer lips with his index finger.

She turned around to face him once more, and then reached down to his still stiff apparatus, and guided it inside her slick passage. He grunted again at the feeling of his shaft being enwrapped with her smooth and warm embrace. This was just too much for his still oversensitive organ to handle.

• I'll see whether I can squeeze you in my tight schedule - she emphasized the word "squeeze" clinching her walls on him - Is that satisfactory with you?

• I-I... - he trailed off - I have no idea...

• No objections, so it's settled then. - she grinned, and started to work her rump; up and down, left and right, to and fro, but then she stopped suddenly - What's that?

• What's what? - he muttered

• This - she pressed one of her talons delicately at his stomach.

• My bellybutton. - he responded, but he placed the accent in the way that almost turned his statement into a question

• And what it does?

• If you press it, my butt will fall-off

• Really?

• No.

• Kyle! - she reached to his neck, as if she was trying to strangle him, and growled - Tell me what it does. Now!

• Provoking questions, what else? - he grinned wickedly, and his hands went to the spiky crest on the back of her neck, and teased it gently; at the same time he pulled her closer, and locked her snout in a long, passionate kiss.

She slammed her eyes shut, and begun to ride her lover slowly at first, but steadily increasing her pace with growing urgency; her paws rested on his shoulders as she did. His hands roamed over her entire scaly body, until they reached to her rump, grasping it possessively. Then he spread her butt-cheeks widely, exposing he tail-hole, and plunged both of his middle fingers deep inside her forbidden passage. She reacted to instantly to this descending almost into an almost pure savagery, losing all her thoughts and boundaries, speeding up even more, and squeezing her thighs on his. She was lifting herself up, almost all the way, squeezing her walls as tight as she was able, and coming down on him, forcefully. He was certain, that if it he were a plain ol' human, she would have break his pelvis by doing so.

Kyle felt her talons digging deep into his shoulders, hissing at the pain, but could do only as much as to hold on for his dear life. Finally she jerked her head up and roared powerfully, two long flames spew forward from her nostrils, bathing the room in reddish glow that almost set the ceiling on fire; and she fell forward onto him. He felt a wave of pleasure, mixed with pain rushing through his body, when his shaft started to spurt deep inside his dragon lover, forcing him to shut his eyes forcefully, and bare his clenched teeth.

If someone would ask him afterwards which feeling was more powerful, pain of his wounds, or pleasure from his release, he would say, that it was all the same. The real pain came, when she pulled her claws back, just after she collapsed on him, growling and hissing in her afterglow, too blown out to notice anything.

They lay like that for several moments, when Kyle finally regained the ability to move his limbs, and he tried to scratch his forehead, but recoiled abruptly, recalling where his fingers were not a moment prior to this. He breathed deeply, feeling that his wounds has begun their healing process, one of the perks of having nanite-augmented body, and looked at the dragoness laying on top of him. She looked so cute with her wings splayed so raggedly and widely, two small smoke trails pouring from her nostrils, and her tail curled around his leg, squeezing it possessively. This sight combined with his own afterglow, filled his heart with so pure joy, that he was sure he will start to cry any minute.

Instead however he started to hum to himself, putting an arm around his dragon mate, and holding her closely. Soon his humming turned into words

"From underneath the trees we watch the sky

Confusing stars to set their lights

I've never dreamed that you'd be mine

But here we are, we're here tonight

Singing Amen I; I'm alive.

Singing Amen I; I'm alive.

If everyone cared; nobody cried

If everyone loved and nobody lied

If everyone shared, and swallow their pride

Then we'd see the day when nobody died..."

And that was it; a moment of perfection. The feeling of that wonderful exhaustion, combined with scent of their mating... He felt as if a huge gaping hole somewhere deep inside him has been suddenly filled; the one that he was never aware of its existence before, until it was finally gone. He felt whole. For the first time in many years, actually from as far as he could reach with his memories, Kyle felt whole.

Rak'Shi awoke abruptly feeling delicious aroma teasing her nostrils. She saw a full platter of meat cooked perfectly by a palace chef, with rich gravy that almost reflected the sunlight. The sight itself made her maw water heavily. She sniffed at it some more, savoring the smell, and purring delightfully at the promise of a wonderful taste it brought. She looked around with a mellow smile, but Kyle was nowhere to be found. He must have left in just now, 'cause she was sure, she couldn't ignore that aroma for long. Carefully she took the largest and most promising piece, and bit into it, savoring the flavor, and enjoying the feel of delicate meat in her maw.

Damn! That meal must've cost a fortune!

The door to the room has been opened, and she saw Kyle walking in. He placed a large sack on the table, and grinned warmly noticing her expression, but said nothing. Instead he sat at the table, throwing the items from the sack on it arranging them for his likening. They were all pouches with all sorts of powders, and a crystal vial, with silver liquid inside.

• What's that for? - she asked, swallowing greedily

• Which one do you mean? - he asked back

• Both - she said and took another piece.

• The meal is for last night, and this - he gestured over the table - Well... At first I went to your alchemists, but as it turned out, they were blissfully oblivious, of the whole concept of true chemistry, so I left them with their attempts to create gold and immortality, and just went for the traders to buy these ingredients.

• But what are they for?

• Well. I'm attempting to replicate the process of creating the black gunpowder and something similar to a compound called mercury fulminate. Basically it consists of mercury... err.... I mean quicksilver, and few rather complex mixtures. - he explained while his helmet covered his head - the trick is to make material that, when dried, will explode on impact.

• Why would you ever need that? - she asked

• Munition - he answered presenting a single .50 caliber ammunition to her, holding it between his thumb and index finger - We shall use a lot of them today.

• We will?

• Yup. If you'll be using my gun, at least you should know how to do it properly. So I shall teach you. - he said pouring a tiny drop of silver liquid into another vial with reddish powder - I shall be your master, just like Yoda, but without piggy-bag rides.

He corked the vial containing a newly created mixture, and started to shaking it firmly.

• What are you talking about? Who's Yoda?

• Big, mean war machine... 'ish. - he said, while SSAM have run a spectral analysis of the mixture Kyle just created - now eat your breakfast like a good dragoness, and please don't distract me while I'm making something that cam blow my face off.

• Are you sure you know what you're doing?

• I'm an UESA Galactic Navy officer. - He said - Ways of how do weapons work, and how to make them work if they don't are the basic training everyone had to go through.

Rak'Shi was about to ask about something else, but she felt, and heard as her belly growled out of hunger, so instead she took another piece, and munched it happily observing Kyle spreading a strange paste on the bottom of the empty bullet shells, and covering it with very thin metallic patch. He repeated that over and over again until he had rows and rows of empty bullet shells on the table.

• From where you've got all of these? - she asked between the bites

• I didn't slept much after we...

• Mated? - she said

• Yes. Mated. - he responded looking at her. Or was he? With his helmet on it was really hard to tell - so I've made them. It's not that difficult, really.

• You want some? - she asked, spying on the last piece on the platter

• I ate already - he said - help yourself.

She did, and she even licked the plate clean of the gravy, and sighed happily rubbing her full stomach. Then she came to the chest of drawers, and putted her clothes on. After that she came closer to him, and sat on the opposite side of the table, observing Kyle while he was working.

• Normally - said Kyle creating a makeshift funnel from a scrap of paper, and putting it into the empty shell - I would use cordite, but something tells me I wouldn't be able to find nitrocellulose, nitroglycerine, and petroleum jelly anywhere around here. Gunpowder is messy... It can block the barrel, if you won't clean it periodically, and that in turn may cause... accidents. But as my pops used to say: If you don't have what you like, you better start liking what you have.

He started to fill the shell with the black powder he had on a small piece of paper, when he finished, he took a small wooden piston to force the powder to completely fill the shell, and added some more of it afterwards. After that he took a bullet from the nearby stack and fixed it on the shell where it fitted with a quiet click. He turned the round in his fingers a few times, making sure it fits nicely and laid it on the table, reaching for new shell.

• May I help? - she asked

• You have to fill the shells to this line here... And wash your hands afterwards - he said handing the piston, the funnel and a pouch with gunpowder to her - they may still have some merc... quicksilver on them, and that's a poison, you know...

• Yeah, yeah - she muttered, taking one empty shell from the closest row.

The ammunition stack grew quickly, and after another hour they have finished.

• Let's give them two more hours to dry completely, - he said, while his helmet had pulled back - Then we'll find ourselves a secluded place to set up a firing range.

• So what now? - she asked yawning widely and stretching her arms and wings

• Hand washing - he said wiggling his fingers at her - safety first, you know...

• And then what?

• We'll see. - he said gathering her with his arm and leading her to the bathroom.

• How about... - she whispered something into his ear, that made him grin widely.

• Naughty dragoness - he said, and planted a quick kiss on the very tip of her snout, making her growl playfully.

She licked him in return pretty much in the same manner, dragging her tongue from his chin over his lips up to the base of his nose and back down with two flashy movements.

• And to think, that before that I was considering homosexuality a perversion - he sighed, and chuckled - Who's the pervertie ol' butt-hole now?

• I've mated with a mammal - grinned Rak'Shi assuming Kyle's tone - Mother would be so proud.

• Yea... Aren't we perfect for each other?

• Well, now that you've mentioned it... You could grow yourself a set of wings... And horns... Some scales would be welcome too, as well as tail... Not to mention a longer...

• A-A! - Kyle interrupted raising his index finger

• ...tongue- she finished grinning even more widely, closing the bathroom door with her tail.

Then there was a sound of someone's body pressed onto the door...

A loud booming sound scared a group of birds sitting on the branch out in the woods, and they flew away, shrieking accusingly. Down below the tree Kyle stood behind Rak'Shi, reaching with his arms out to hers, holding his pistol. A small trail of smoke poured from the tip of the barrel.

• Relax - he said - Use your other arm for support, like so...

He slowly guided her other hand to the first one, just under the handle.

• ..aaaaaand shoot.

There was another loud bang, and a considerable piece fell-off from the tree trunk, however so far from the actual target That they didn't even noticed it.

• You don't have to close your eyes, you know...

• That's a habit...

• We'll have to get rid of those - said Kyle and added under his breath - Good thing we've made tons of ammo... Okay, try again. With your eyes open this time.

This time instead of loud boom, there was just a click. Rak'Shi tried again, but this time the gun didn't even clicked. She looked at Kyle, fearful of his reaction to the obvious fact, that she broke his weapon, but he just smiled and said.

• Out of ammunition cowgirl... cowdragoness... - he corrected himself, but winced a bit at that. It didn't sound good at all.

• So what now?

• You change the clip, but that's in a moment, 'cause this particular pistol has hidden functionality. - he turned the gun in that way so Rak'Shi was holding it by its barrel, with a handle pointing out - Feel it?.. Press it.

She did as he told her, and from the bottom of the handle sprung a couple of short rods.

• Now you can use it as quite effective melee weapon...

• You do remember I have claws, right? - she pointed out, making him fell silent for an awkwardly long moment

• Moving on - he said finally breaking the silence, and fixing the gun in her paw into a proper position - changing clip is simple. You just press here, and the clips falls right into your palm. Normally You should carry extra clips with you, but this time, as it is a tutorial, you'll have the exquisite privilege of replenishing the clip with ammunition first one at a time.

• How exciting - she mussed, looking at him meaningfully; sarcasm in her voice made him chuckle.

• I've created a monster - he said shaking his head - Anyway... Each clip normally holds eight bullets, but mine are extended, and holds ten of them, and you're putting them in like so...

She turned her head and whispered again into his ear, making him chuckle.

• Focus - he said looking back at her - I really can't be with you 24/7, you know. Sometimes I'll have to get to work...

• Haven't you heard the ancient expression "make love not war"

• I heard - Kyle said with a nod - I heard also, that the one who uttered it, actually got killed afterwards.

• Oh, come on - she purred - One, quick and rough one...

She turned around to face him, and kissed, entwining her tongue with his. They have kept that up for a long and delicious minute, before she broke off, reaching to her crotch, to pull the lower part of her waistband out of the way, and then she took his hand in her paw, and guided it downwards, causing his fingers touch her warm and wet slit. His middle finger pushed past them, and buried himself deep inside her sex.

• Now - she purred wrapping her arms around his neck - Tell me that you don't want a sexual intercourse with me right now, and we'll return to our lesson.

His finger started to move out of her, and then back inside, after a moment a second finger had joined it.

• A simple word will do - she teased, knowing well enough, that Kyle was already past the point of no return. - One little, tiny "no"...

He pulled out his fingers from her, and grasped her rump possessively, lifting her up to his waist.

• Oh, I am so yours - she hissed into his ear, hearing his belt buckle making a clicking sound, and then she felt his rod pushing at her warm folds.

She hissed even louder, when Kyle's shaft made its way deep into her, and started to pump into her at a steady pace. Kyle turned around and pressed her back into a tree trunk, dragging his tongue from her chest, through her neck up to her maw, and her tongue that awaited him there. Rak'Shi lost herself in the moment. The sensation that the tip of his dick made, rubbing at her walls up and down gave her pleasure in so many different ways, she didn't care about anything anymore. It was only then and there for her.

• Kyle - she gasped, feeling her climax approaching - Kyle, wait...

It was really hard for him to suddenly take a hold of himself, and seize his actions while being so far gone, but he managed somehow.

• Not like that - she said releasing his waist from the embrace of her thighs, placing both her legs on the ground, and turned around, pushing her rump into his crotch - Like this. Take me like this...

He placed his left hand on her back, while the other guided his dick back inside his female dragon. And just as his tip dug into her outer lips, both of his hands went onto her flanks, as he begun to hump her again, his hands pushing her rump onto him forcefully, with blissful abandon, barely noticing her moans and wet sounds, that his dick made, pushing into her vent, bathed with her fluids.

Rak'Shi was in heaven also. Feeling her mate claiming her; confirming his dominance over her, and giving her a taste of his might, that their offspring should inherit made her moan loudly and shook her entire body with hot waves of pleasure. She felt his hand grabbing her muzzle, keeping it closed, and pulled it slightly down, and she obeyed trying to remain as quiet as possible, though it didn't came out to well; it made her climax even more intense.

He came powerfully deep within her, making her roar with flames again; his seed splashing into her egg chamber, and coating the walls there. He retracted a bit back, and slammed again hard with another spurt, and another roar from Rak'Shi. After a third one he froze, with his head bent backwards, and face twisted of sheer ecstasy of the moment and biting his lower lip; until he came off his high, exhausted with his knees wobbling uncontrollably. He staggered back a few steps and fell on his ass, and he slammed onto a tree with his RIG wheezing loudly. He managed to open his eyes feeling her falling into his embrace, and saw tears in her eyes.

• Are you okay? - he asked concerned - I didn't hurt you, did I?

• No, no - she quickly assured - That was exactly what I wanted, just...

• Just?

• I love you Kyle - she said finally with a low purr. - I love you so much...

Then abruptly came to her awareness that there won't be any offspring from this mating. She was sterile, and there was nothing anyone could do about that. She moaned softly pressing her snout under his chin, in search of reassurance from her mate, as her tears flow freely from her eyes

• I love you too, Rak'Shi - he murmured with a shudder of his own, realizing that he was saying this for the first time in his life.