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D: The rhythm flowed through the crowd as easily as water through a lake, the deep bass in her bones as she swung that large black body back and forth. She had no partner at the moment, the feral dragoness rubbing against other dancers without concern for personal space. She loved the intimacy these raves provided, everyone equal, everyone excited. Few couples that came in stayed with their partner for long, everyone looking for that energy and excitement that would make the night worth it. The glowing paint that adorned her hide made the big girl stand out, the stripes and strokes along the length of her body drawing the eye to certain aspects of her lovely form while the glowing collar, tail ring and ankle cuffs made it easy to judge where her extremities shifted to. Her eyes closed, neck bobbing side to side as she raised neck, tail and wings, shaking them as the climax of the song boomed overhead.

S: With a light smile upon his muzzle, Sam watched from afar at the chaotic beauty that was the bar he was within. Sitting at the counter he gave a soft rumble as he smile widened when the music changed, the booming dance floor still at its finest. Something about these raves always made his heart pound within his blackened chest, the music booming along with his matching heart beat. Though he was here on a 'business' trip of sorts, testing out various new drinks mixed by the bartender he knew well here, he could not lie that his favourites were the women that came to this 'get-togethers'. He knew that his free time would end upon his return home, to care for his own bar, but he couldn't help but tell himself he should have a hell of a fine night before returning home.

And the drake knew just how that night would end, watching a particular enthusiastic dragoness dancing with no one in particular. His teal blue eyes roamed over her body, flowing easily along with the glowing marks that adorned her and down past her shapely flanks. Just staring at her made a deep rumble of hunger emanate from his throat and a moment later he was off, moving ever so slowly through the crowd around him in a fluid motion that only one who had been around these parties for years on end could do. Within moments he was nearly next to the gorgeous female, his lips pulled back in a charming smile. "Mind if I join you?" He asked quietly into her ear.

D: She didn't speak to respond, her smug grin flashing in the dim light as her waving body took two steps toward and one step back, easing herself up beside the other drake. By the time the next song was in its prime, they were rubbing scale to scale, her great physique matching his step for step. It didn't take much for the black dragoness to rouse her dance partner, her strawberry alcohol tainted breath tickling his nose as her lose body moved with serpentine fluidity. She wasn't intending to be forward but she had no reservations of rubbing herself against him, sliding a tail here or arching her neck against his chest as she stepped by. She had a lovely shape to her and the glow paint did wonders to accent it, a perfect tail, shapely haunches and flowing contours that she used to every advantage. If the beat didn't get his heart pounding, she certainly would.

S: A deep rumble escaped his throat yet again, the feel of her exquisite flesh barely teasing his own making him shiver. A fine female, that he had to admit. And the smell of her alcohol addled breath made him wonder just how much she had. But it mattered little and he matched the beautiful sight before him with ever step. It wasn't often he found a willing female, though then again he might be able to change that. Her idle touching along his body made it too easy to work his magic, his mind silently helping the alcohol flow through her form with his biomancy.

However Sam made no move and instead preferred to please her more. He danced and swayed his form along with hers, giving soft teases and the odd lick or two in places he knew were allowed. "What is your name, beautiful? My name is..." He paused a moment. "Al'uin." A small lie, but a necessary precaution. Especially with what he was thinking about doing underneath that strong tail of hers, or to her slim belly. He didn't want this night to come back much later to bite him on the ass. Not when it was his night to release...tension.

D: The lovely lady seemed to become more energetic as the fire in her veins was encouraged to spread, her motions unreserved as the two ferals enjoyed one another's company. She swopped forward, swinging her wide wings around to encompass his head and brought her nose to his, the shield of her wings radiating with the reflective glow of her paint. "Dracasis." She said simply, giving the other drake a lewd little licking kiss on the lips before snapping her wings and chest back. She closed her eyes and stretched her body upward, standing on hind limbs which gave a nice view of her grey underside. Her paws spread apart at their apex while those lovely haunches bounced her body back and forth with an undying energy.

S: Sam stared for a moment before smiling softly, leaping onto his hind legs to have his forepaws match her owns. A small wisp of smoke trailed from each nostril as he swayed his body to and from, giving her a matching view of his own well toned body. "A fine name." He purred as a the male came close and gave her a small lick as well. "A strong name, one fit for a queen such as yourself."

Then he pulled away to go back down to all fours, his objective complete. With a simple touch, Sam upped the effects f the alcohol running through her body even more, hoping to have her easy enough for later. With a purr he came close to the black and grey female to caress her softly. "So what brings a sight like yourself to this simple rave, Dracasis?" He asked with a small nuzzle before his long body continued to move while his eyes roamed over those hips of hers once more when her eyes were turned away. "Do not tell me a goddess has decided to bless us all with a her presence." A cheap flirt, but a sweet one.

D: She couldn't help but smirk at all his enthusiastic conversation and abundant compliments. She came down onto all fours, eyeing the big male before turning and wandering off, leaving his questions unanswered but not without a hook of her own. That long tail of hers curled around his neck some, drawn away by her slow steps until its tail flicked up off the end of his chin. The look she gave him over her shoulder was inviting but left the choice up to her dance partner whether to pursue. Her reserved table was still empty as it should be and she slid over one of the large cushiony chairs, sprawling out comfortably, watching him with those bright green eyes of hers. She was no celestial being but the way she slipped her talons under the margarita glass and held it to her lips to sip would make one wonder.

S: The male only found himself staring and after a moment, he began to wonder who was actually going to be used tonight. There was no way such a fine female was here 'just' for a good time. But regardless Sam growled softly and came to join her, his head held high as a proud male should have it. Slowly taking his own seat, he smiled and stared at the drink she was about to have. "I'll just assume you're looking for a good time." He chuckled as he ordered his own beverage, noticing however that his partner only had the single glass. That would not do. "May I order you a new drink for when that one is finished?" He purred in offering. "Or this there another way that I may please one such as yourself?"

D: "Who would come to a place like this not looking for a good time?" She hummed with a wink. The area provided a nice place to get away from the energy and excitement for a time and she didn't mind sharing her space with someone as interesting as this Al'uin. She grinned over her half empty glass and set it down daintily. "Wouldn't turn down a drink, unless you had something else in mind?" She hadn't come here looking for that sort of action but it didn't help that she was having a hard time not rubbing herself with her tail. It was unusual for her to be this randy but she didn't think too deeply on it, the heat of her flowing blood circulating the excitement throughout her system.

S: Sam only smiled, his keen eyes seeing the base of her tail moving ever so slowly once in a good moment. But he acted as though he did not see and instead moved closer when his own drink came close. "Only fools and other bar owners seeking new things to add to their own." He commented as he took a small sip. A moment later and he found his gorgeous blue eyes roaming over her own figure once more. Slowly his tail came into play, tracing along one of the glowing streaks decorating her black hide towards her flank. "These markings seem to accentuate you well Dracasis. Tell me, did you make them?"

D: At another time she might have politely repositioned his tail somewhere else but, at the moment, the soft sensation of having her painted lines caressed felt like a brush of silk. She managed to suppress a shiver of delight as her eyes watched his tail slide across her form and it took a noticeably long moment for her to concentrate enough to answer. When it came the answer was casual and unremarkable but the pause was of keen interest. "Mmmhmm, they're not all easy to do which is why I don't have any on my back." She grinned, turning to the waiter and retrieving her new drink. She sniffed it and dipped her tongue into the blended beverage, collecting a bit of crushed ice on her forked appendage before drawing it back into her maw to enjoy.

S: Sam pulled his tail away after a moment, leaving a certain unseen mark on her. Without her knowing he had used his magic even more to slowly bring out her heated desire. He hoped to have her make the move first before he did, to see her want some sexual entertainment. "Well they are very beautiful." He complimented. "You certainly know how to bring the right details into view thoroughly."

At that he rumbled a purr then brought his own drink up. Tilting back he drank it slowly before lowering it, a purr now content from his mouth as the heated beverage slipped down his throat oh so wonderfully. "Fits your beauty well. Do you, perhaps, do a career in the line of make overs or designing?" He smiled at her softly. "If not, you should do so. And maybe..." Shifting closer his tail came back to move ever so slowly along her back and along her spine. "...I can help get that back of yours too hmmm?"

D: His coy teasing was almost unbearable, her foggy mind having trouble determining whether he was being sincere or playful. She decided it didn't matter as his tail slid across her backside. Her body became tense at the touch, arching just a little and pressing into the rub. As it came up to the base of her neck, she let out a long exhale and turned her head back leaving all the questions unanswered as she took the tip of his spiny tail between her lips and gave it a little tongue love. Her actions were far more forward than she'd ever displayed before but it helped relieve a bit of the tension in her form. She tended his tail tip for several seconds before releasing the now wet appendage, shifting a little with a bit of flushed embarrassment. "Perhaps we should find somewhere less noisy to talk?" She offered, though without having anything in particular in mind.

S: Sam smiled, a low thrum heard when he felt the aroused hen suckle on his tail tip. A bold action, one that he very much enjoyed. "Whys that? It's not that bad over here." He replied as he shifted ever closer and moved his tail now downwards, rubbing her softly until he was feeling the curve of her rump and the base of her tail. "A fine spot no? Its rather dark and away from the crowd. I'm sure we could get away with anything here without anyone being the wiser." Leaning close he began to give gentle licks and kisses along her cheek. "If someone were to see, chances are they'd think were just dancing in private." He whispered into her ear followed by a teasing nip along her jawline. Then his actions grew bolder and he rubbed her flanks slowly with his tail while his forepaw came up to rub along her own. "Just relax. Everything will be fine." For him at least, but for her she'd be leaving with a plump belly. There was no turning back for the male now. He would have his relief, regardless if she was willing or not or aware of what was happening for that matter. "I'll be gentle, if you so wish Dracasis."

D: She huffed softly, the sound barely audible under the heavy rhythm of the room but it betrayed her state of mind all the same. She couldn't believe what he was suggesting. Heck, she couldn't believe she was even thinking about that with him! She didn't even know this handsome stud... mmmfh... That long lovely form sprawling out even more as he slid up against her more firmly, hinds luxuriously sprawled and body delightfully bared. She let off a soft, lustful growl, eyes slipping closed and chin arching up as he caressed her. With the way her body was feeling, she didn't need it gentle, she needed it as hard and vicious as the beat that rolled through the building. She couldn't articulate that desire at the moment, the flush of heat through her frame and the sensual caress of a vivid male making it hard for her to think straight.

S: Sam grinned and breathed softly along her soft black scaled cheek. "Just relax Beautiful." He whispered once more followed by a kiss. "I'll handle things. Just sit back, and enjoy the moment." And with that Sam gently shifted his form, moving to have his matching her own before rolling onto her back. Nuzzling against her gently he positioned himself carefully with his hips pushing that big tail away.

Then he allowed his own arousal to be known, the hard glowing shaft protruding from beneath his form. Gently he pushed forward, teasing her with it carefully. "See? Not a single person here noticed me do this." He whispered softly. "Now then..." Using a clawed hand Sam traced his paw over her belly, caressing her in a loving manner before pausing with a grin. Without a word he rubbed at the slit he found, easing her need more and more to addle her already foggy mind. With a light nip he then sank a single digit into her sweet depths, minding his claw as he worked her lust into full motion.

D: She certainly noticed, the needy dragoness glancing back as she felt something long, slick, hot and thick rub up against her undertail. That thick hind appendage was the only defence her healthy slit had against him and it had already been pushed to the side by his proximity. It glowed, she thought to herself in an odd moment of drunken self conversation. The scent of male musk played on her senses as easily as the talon did her vent, the supple pink flesh within already moist and deliciously warm, her inner walls swallowing the invading talon as she was violated so casually. Her belly muscles contracted tightly as her nether lips felt his casual intrusion, slowly massaged to a more relaxed if heightened state of desire by his motions. She left a sticky mess webbing his talons though, the scent of her fresh fertility lost on the delicate hen but would be a rather obvious attraction to the devious male on her back.

S: A low rumble of approval formed from his throat for the hundredth time yet for that very night, his shaft throbbing at the feel of her cock-hungry sex suckled on his digit. Two more digits came forth to rub gently at her nether lips, her fertile-rich fluids coating all three easily as well as her sweet cunny lips. Then he pulled back when at last he felt she was ready and quietly adjusted his position. Then the best part of their night came when Sam pushed forward, sinking ridge after ridge of his rigid breeding pole punctured her sex, filling it oh so nicely and spreading her nether lips wide. The moment he felt that sweet fuck hole spread wide around himself and engulf his member in warmth and wetness was when he growled. His forelegs tightened their grip and when he felt her walls spasm around his intruding member he started to thrust. Not soft as he promised, but rather hard. The sounds of wet, lewd slapping being heard only by the two them as he began to breed the hen properly.

D: The big feral female took a second and third talon without issue, her body welcoming the added stimulation as her pussy folds rolled with his ministrations. She could have easily gotten off to just that but he seemed to know when she was getting higher and eased off at just the right time to leave her wanting for more. She didn't have to wait long though as he hoisted himself up, his luminescent shaft pointed strait at her glossy nether lips and, with practiced ease, buried himself within her. Her tail stiffened and toes curled as she felt her vent yawn around the impressive log of dragonflesh, her delicate neither lips forced to swallow that unprotected shaft one firm ridge after another until the glow all but disappeared, his bare cock stretching out deep within her belly. It wasn't hard to enjoy this luscious little hen, her snug pussy lips squishing and stretching lewdly to his motions as the big male 'danced' with her, ramming his cockflesh into her channel again and again with an energy that rivalled what she had shown on the dance floor.

S: Sam growled heatedly I to her ear, loving the wet squelches made by his powerful cock ramming into that luscious cunt. His breathing began to turn into pants and the big drake paused for a split moment to readjust his form again before TRULY going at her, pounding her poor pussy into submission. "Oh fuck..." Moaned the red and black male as his silver shaft was squeezed down powerfully by her needy folds. Nipping softly at the back of her neck, he paused yet again with his body flushed to hers and began to grind his hips against hers, making her feel his shaft pressed deep into her love tunnel and spraying his pre deep into her, before going back to the deliciously wet fuck.

D: Her lust driven form bounced against the cushion as the big drake went to town on her, his body colliding with hers again and again, mercilessly nailing the unsuspecting mother-to-be. Her hot deep folds swallowed the engorged shaft as it disappeared between her nether lips over and over, painting lines of his own seedy precum across her inner folds. With a little shift he got her down onto all fours, chest to the cushion and rump raised just enough to give him access to the one part of her body he was truly interested in. She didn't argue, didn't question the bad decision to be barebacked by a stranger or to be fucked raw in public under the spastic lights and heady beat. The only thing she could feel was that thick log of flesh plowing through her swollen pussy folds, driving its lust deep between those lovely child-bearing hips of hers. Her foreclaws gripped and scratched the fabric of her cushion as the sloppy wet scent of sex grew more vivid on the air, the scent of ripe, healthy female mixed with that of a devious, virile male.

S: Sam grinned, nearly overjoyed when he felt her form shift allowing him to pound deep into that sweet fertile fuck hole. His cock throbbed powerfully within the vice-like grip within her, even more of his warmth seeping directly through that entrance guarding her unprotected eggs. His tail twirled with hers, squeezing it affectionately while his mouth clamped down tight over the back of her neck yet did not puncture. His powerful dragonmeat continued to throb powerfully, his ridges standing out with each one. Then the randy male slammed forward one last time with a growl, his cock practically EXPLODING deep into that sweet womb of hers. Rope after sticky rope of silver dragon cum shot straight into her belly, filling it full of his warm fertile seed making her grey hide sag from the sheer amount of it all to ensure a healthy sized clutch was forced in her.

D: She was far too gone to resist, her body a sticky sweet sex doll beneath the the frisky male. With each hit of his hips to hers, she'd be rocked forward, only to be dragged back again with the grip to her neck causing their genital slits to kiss vividly. She knew it was coming, the pressure cooker of her lust being pumped to the point of bursting. So when that ribbed cock flared out and slammed the first hot sticky rope of cum stright into her belly, the poor girl's maw split open in a breathless cry. Again his hips hit hers sending another gooey rope of seed to assault the fresh eggs of her womb followed by another and another in a seemingly endless release of pent up desire. She couldn't remember cumming but she must have, the dizzy sensation of her afterglow obvious only after the fact that she'd been massaging that bare length of dragonflesh with powerful and pleasurable contractions. Her undertail leaked with long drooling strands of his freshly planted lust leaving her vent in dirty, sticky situation while her belly tingled with the sensation of his busy sperm wedging into the generous quantiy of ova sprinkled about her womb.

S: Growling softly, Sam continued to grind gently against her poor abused sex before removing his mouth from her neck at last. Churning softly at the blissful orgasm he just had, one that was the largest he had for the longest time, He quietly pulled himself free from her to grin at the white mixture dripping from those sweet lips. Spotting a nearby pen and paper left over from most likely the last residents, he took them both and scribbled quickly. "Call me." He whispered into her ear with a sweet promising kiss. "Hoped you had as good of a time as I." Then he stood up and turned away. His face beaming, he thought of his night and how hers would end. At most she'd assume that the number he left was a real one and that she'd see them again. It was too bad that he'd be long gone by the time she realized what had happened and what he had left steaming in that rounded belly of hers. A fine night indeed.