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It's Better With Her for Finrod by Draconicon

"When you've finished the dishes, come upstairs. I have something fun to show you."

The mare's words continued to echo in his ears as he scrubbed the plates and pans, Finrod working at double speed to get it done quickly. The dragon knew that there wasn't much actually 'said' in that offer, but his imagination was running wild, particularly with Niara's general teasing nature.

He smiled to himself, the glow of the little orb between his horns helping him check the plates for any specks of food or dirt as he cleaned them, and letting him daydream a bit more. What might it be like, he wondered, when he finally got to see her out of those clothes? Those tight jeans and those lovely sweaters left almost nothing to the imagination, but seeing her chocolatey figure fully exposed...

"Mmm, that'll do."

The red dragon placed the last of the dishes into the dishwasher, adjusting himself with one hand before putting it a soap pack and turning it on. As it rumbled to life, he ran towards the staircase and up them as fast as he could. By the time he was halfway up, he could hear Niara's soft chuckle, and he knew she knew he was coming. By the time that he rounded the corner to her bedroom, he was anticipating one of the best views of his life, and he wasn't disappointed.

She was sitting on the edge of her bed, one leg crossed over the other. Wearing nothing but her panties and a bra that cupped her generous breasts, she was giving him almost exactly what he'd imagined while washing the dishes. When she sat with her hooves on the ground, the panties were pressed so close to her that he could see her sex through them. If it weren't for him trying to be a gentleman, he would have leaped on her right there.

Even as he took a step in the room, though, she held out a hand, pressing it against his stomach before he could reach for her.

"Hold on now, Finrod. I know you're eager -" Her hand dropped down, squeezing him just enough to make him groan. "- but there's a couple of rules you should hear."

"Rules? Since when -"

"Since you're wanting me, my dear. Trust me, I'll make it all worthwhile. All you have to do is listen to me."

Finrod looked her over. It wasn't something he was expecting, but then, Niara never did the expected. Rules were a bit more than he was looking for, but he thought he could deal with them for tonight, at least. They could always talk it over later. The dragon sat down with her on the edge of the bed, looking down her bra.

"Keep talking."

"Ah-ah, Finrod."

She gently nudged his chin up until he was looking her in the eyes again. Tsk-ing softly and shaking her finger from side to side, the mare leaned in and kissed him on the nose.

"When we talk, eyes up here. That's one of the rules."

"Alright. What's rule number two?"

"Don't worry. They're not numbered."

She nudged him backwards, and he went along with it, laying on the bed as she straddled his chest. He could feel her warmth against him, even through his shirt. He reached down to unbutton it, and she lightly swatted his hands away.

"Ah ah. Another rule; you don't get naked until I'm ready for you to be naked."

"Heh, but you're already naked."

"And that's the best part, isn't it?"

He had to admit, it was a lot better than looking at himself in the same state. Not that he was bad looking, but the beautiful mare was much better to look at. Her lovely curves, the way that her coloring just popped out against the soft greens in the background of the room. And when he looked down at where she sat on him, he could just imagine sliding into her, particularly as she was getting wetter and wetter, making the panties easier and easier to see through.

He heard her clear her throat, and he looked up again immediately. In return, he was rewarded with a smile.

"Very good, Finrod. Now it's time for you to earn a chance to get your pants off."

"Oh ho, and why do I have to earn that?"

"Oh, my dear dragon, aren't I worth putting a bit of work into?"

She just had to run her hands down her body when she said that, wiggling between them just enough to make everything bounce a little. The dragon groaned, nodding a bit as his cock throbbed hard in his pants.

"Yeah...Yeah, you are."

"I'm so glad you see it my way."

As the mare slid forward on his chest, he could see some of her juices being left behind. Seeing her so turned on was making his pants so tight. He wanted nothing more than to reach down and open them, but he held off. After all, no need to rock the boat. He was going to get what he wanted eventually; all he had to do was 'earn' it, and if she wanted what he thought she wanted...

He grinned as she stopped with her panties right in front of his nose, gently pulling him in by his horns and rubbing his lips and nose against her. The soft smell of her sex made him moan, his eyes rolling back.

"Mmm, isn't it good to get nice and close like this, my dear dragon?"

"Mmmhmm!"

"Now, what do you think a good dragon would do, if he wanted to make me happy?"

"Mmm...eat you out?"

"I think that's a marvelous idea."

She reached down and pulled her panties to the side, and he was greeted with the sight of her dripping sex. He'd known she was turned on, but the way that she was almost dripping onto him as soon as she pulled the silk aside proved it. Licking his lips, he leaned forward, pressing his face against her sex, and dragging his tongue along the opening.

Her soft moans were a nice reward, but so was the feeling of her pussy clenching down on his tongue as he forced it deeper inside of her. Her hips rolled against him, grinding against his snout, and his arms were pinned under her legs, keeping him from holding her still. Each little bump pushed his head back against the bed, until he just laid back, letting her ride his tongue the way she wanted.

Finrod panted softly, his hands curling against the sheets as he felt her press her sex against his lips more firmly. She grabbed him by the horns, holding him in place as she almost rode his face. Her juices ran down his cheeks, and his nose could smell nothing but her arousal as he flicked his tongue about inside of her. His cock throbbed harder and harder, and his pants were starting to get wet with pre.

Please, cum, he thought as he gasped for breath around her grinding thrusts. Please cum...I can't take this much longer...

Yet, Niara lasted minute after minute, and the dragon continued to gasp for breath when she allowed him. He groaned, his hips bucking up and down against the bed, but all he got in return was a throaty chuckle.

"Oh, is my dear dragon wanting his turn?"

"Mm-hmm!"

"Don't worry...I'm almost there...then you can get...oh...your turn...oh yes..."

She bucked against his face more and more, driving him into the pillow and the mattress. He felt almost like he was going to drown in her pleasure, but his cock had never been harder. He panted, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Niara finally let out a scream of pleasure, falling back on his chest. Her pussy quivered before him, clenching down on empty air as she hit her climax. It was just as beautiful as he'd imagined, and the dragon groaned, his body on fire, and so, so needy. The mare leaned back on her hands, scooting back until she was almost - but still so frustratingly NOT - sitting on his crotch.

"You're very good at that, Finrod. Ooh, my, you are really, really good at that."

"You...you're welcome."

"You'll have to do that again. Maybe next time that you come over for dinner."

"I...I'd be happy to. So, uh...you said that would earn me something?"

"Oh, yes, how could I forget?"

She smiled so nicely at him, and as he felt her fingers undoing the buttons on his pants, the dragon let out a deep sigh of relief. The tightness was finally relieved, and he could feel his underwear being tugged down. The feeling of his cock slipping between her fingers, getting squeezed, getting something. He moaned, imagining how it would feel when she slid him inside her...

But she didn't. Instead, it was just her hand sliding up and down his cock. He groaned, bucking his hips a few times and hoping she'd get the hint, but instead she slowed her stroking down. He opened his eyes, looking up at her as she smiled down at his cock.

"I...I thought I was earning something."

"You did. You earned a handjob. Don't you feel good about that?"

"But...but I wanted to -"

"You wanted to put it in me?"

He nodded, and Niara chuckled.

"Dear dragon, you'd have to do a lot more than that to put it in me. But if you want to do that -"

"I do!"

"Then there's a very simple way you can earn a chance."

She let go of his cock - and he had to really fight to keep from groaning in frustration when she did - and walked over to the side of the room. Pulling open one of her dresser drawers, she turned around with something in her hand and walked back to the bed. She sat down on the edge of it.

"If you want to have a turn fucking me..."

She held out her hand, revealing a metal chastity device. Finrod stared at it, his eyes going as wide as they could possibly go, before he looked back up at her.

"Then you'll wear this until we have dinner next week."

"But..."

"And I'll have the only key." She smiled, dangling it on a chain from her other hand. "Do we have a deal?"

He looked down at the cage again. It was just big enough that he would be able to fit in it when he was fully soft, but there'd be no chance he could grow. He'd be rendered unable to pleasure himself in any way. But...he'd get what he wanted...in a week. Was it worth it?

Glancing up at her, he felt his cock throb once more, desperately in need. A handjob really didn't feel like it'd do it, but if he waited, he'd go nuts.

"I..."

The End