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(( 18+ readers only. Craze © To myself. Melon Honeydew © Roke Tanuki. Written by me, Proofread by Roke Tanuki. And Once again thank you Nuki. Please Enjoy. ))

Four days passed with Craze watching over Melon like a heavily concerned mother. Occasionally she redressed melon's wounds and made sure that various other things were dealt with, even her cleaning and hygene needs. Craze did everything for Melon. Lifting and carrying her to the restroom, washing her in the bed, caring for her wounds, everything. She could easily tell Melon was enjoying herself, milking the attention and care, but Craze couldn't have cared less. She loved doing this. One thing Craze had been hiding from Melon though, was slowly starting to become more and more pronounced.

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A groan left Craze's maw as she sat down upon the leather computer chair, relaxing after having to rearrange the room and settle Melon upon the bed. She was dead asleep. Craze herself was on the verge but she clung to consciousness purely because of the burning need between her legs. She had entered heat a few days prior, but her body concealed most of the symptoms until the last three days. Then, her lips swelled up, juices ran down her thighs, and her pheromones began to broadcast to the world. Thankfully, Melon was almost always asleep as of late, and when she was awake Craze had found out that most oils helped cover up her symptoms. Before she could go to sleep, she would need to apply the oils. However, even then her body still craved for something to fill her up. Thinking back to her past sessions with her therapist,, she couldn't remember the last time Melon had taken her with a strap on....

"No! Bad Craze, Bad!" She mouthed to herself.

Craze gave a strong shake of her head to dismiss that thought entirely. It would only make her needs grow more dominant. That was something she did not need, but regardless, her mind was focused on the desk before her. Slowly, she opened one of the draws and revealed the three jars of oil. One was one that smelled strongly of roses that cooled the lust that thrashed about in her loins. The other two had scarcely been used. The Rose oils were much better then the lemons, pears, peaches, and other such scents she'd tried

"Let's hope it doesn't take me three hours like yesterday" she whispered to herself with damp lips.

She eased off her top with a quick tug of her left hand and dabbed her right hand in the rose oil. The other was next before she easily set about rubbing it into her neck scales and working her way down. Her hands drifted over her breasts, belly, thighs and over the swollen lips of her cunt. She wasn't spending much time on one spot for too long because of how it affected her, knowing sooner or later if she continued to rub would trigger her desire to grow. After roughly thirty minutes, she had finished oiling herself up and sighed in relief. The oil slowly begin to heat, her swollen mounds of her vent shrinking away.

"Thank the goddess above they made this "Heat Prevention Oil". It was a life saver, 'specially when your better half was dead asleep in a "milking the attention" mind set." Craze said as she felt herself slouched in the chair, her false arms curled to support her body as she braced her knees on the table, quickly falling into slumber.

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Craze awoke to a gentle rocking. Two soft scaled hands that made her stretch out her spine and spread her arms to the sides. It only took her mind a minute to process the information. Realizing it was Melon. she jumped out of the chair and look at the athletic dragoness. A giggle escaped her green maw.

"Craze, you are so cute when you are asleep. You look so peaceful."

"Melon, you need to get back into bed! Your neck hasn't healed all the way yet!"

She could only watch as Melon smiled and tilted her head side to side, exposing her neck to show the wound had long since scared over. That made Craze feel awful, she had done everything to prevent scars from forming upon that perfect body before her and she could only inwardly curse herself as Melon bounded to her and hugged her tightly around the chest, squishing their breasts together. They looked like bullet holes from a slug shotgun.

"Just because I have been asleep and milking you for attention, more so then normal, does not mean I have not noticed that a certain someone has gone into heat. Now, to the bed."

Giving into a long since memorized and obeying nature, Craze wiggled out of the hold and moved up onto the bed. She set herself up in her normal position, legs spread wide and her back resting upon the pillows. A side thought entered her mind: when did Melon truly wake up? She had the bed made and the room had been tided up

"Good...now don't move." Melon said.

Craze watched as Melon bounded over to the closet and vanished into it. Only the sounds of her getting into boxes, bags, and as such met Craze's ears while she waited. "What could she be digging for? And when did she even get her bags in!?" The demoness thought to herself. Never once had she seen the guards bring in suitcases, nor bags, so how exactly did that crafty dragoness sneak them in.

"Ah ha!" She heard Melon exclaim.

Craze could only tilt her head to that as she watched her dragoness drag out a large, black, suitcase with some wheels on the bottom. With a heft she placed it at the foot of the bed and gave one her lusty grins to Craze that made her tail twitch with anticipation. Could she really have snuck those into the base again?

"You know, it's quite easy sneaking things into the room when you are away on missions, in the shower during your 'shower hours' and of course when you are asleep. The latter being the hardest since you wake when I am not snuggled against your breasts."

Her cheeks heated up in a blush and Melon happily snapped that case open. Craze cursed inwardly as the top opened to her, blocking her view from the contents. She had a faint idea of what was in there, but by the goddess above she wanted to know what goodies that green scaled succubus brought with her this time around. Of course, like all the other times she made sure that Craze could not see anything. Even if Craze DID try to move, Melon would use her "authority" to stop her.

"You will like these new "toys" I've acquired." Melon spoke from behind the case. "Lay flat on your back, arms and legs spread, and make sure your tail is comfortable but allows me to get to that tight tail hole of yours."

With out hesitation Craze followed the command. The demoness slid down flat on her back and moved until just her head was on the pillows. Her legs and arms spread. Her tail folded under her along her spine. It was odd to say the least, to be in this current position. So vulnerable and exposed. Her vent was in spread open a bit and a soft shiver ran through her as Melon began to exhale over it, teasing her. Craze replied with a playful growl. However, that growl was short lived as something fuzzy wrapped around one ankle, then the other. As she went to lift her head, Melon pounced upon her and quickly put that fuzzy thing on her wrists as well.

"Fuzzy handcuffs...fuzzy only because I don't wish to hurt you. Forgive me for the color." Melon cooed.

As Melon slid off to dig around in the suitcase, Craze looked up to her wrists and whimpered. She HATED yellow.

"I'm sorry hun, but that's all the shop had." Melon's voice was playfully apologetic. A series of zips and clicks could be heard as Melon stood up slightly and tossed a pair of objects onto the bed.

Craze felt two bottles land at either of her sides and she went to lift her head once again. The sight that greeted her caused her to shiver and a delighted rumble to come from her chest. Melon was standing there at the foot of the bed sporting a massive, black and blue, dildo. It swung low from the weight. It was modeled directly off of a feral bull dragon. It had to be a good ten inches and two and a half inches thick, just the sight caused her to squirm against the cuffs, wanting Melon to get down to business already and stop posing.

"Oh...don't you worry baby...you will get it soon enough...." Melon said as she curled her scaled fingertips along the multi-flared tip.

Craze watched each movement Melon made as she climbed onto the bed and made her way directly on top of her mate. The demon girl squirmed harder, knowing what was to come. She was wrong, however. The only thing that she felt was that cold length resting against her needy lips and Melon giving soft thrusts over her clit, teasing her and causing her toes to curl hard. Craze hadn't noticed until now, but that cock was ribbed and delightfully so. Each rib bumped her clit just the right way.

"Now...tell me if anything...odd has been on your mind..." Melon said with unspoken promise of deep, grinding thrusts as a reward.

She arched up high as Melon asked her question, her teasing clit bumps coming in quick bursts before Melon went snail slow, clearly teasing her until she answered.

"I...I...I've been...wondering....what...life outside...of war...with you....would be...like...and if...it's even possible..." Craze spoke in broken murmurs of pleasure.

Craze saw a smile spread across Melons lips before she felt that length lift away from her vent, whimpering heavily because of it. A squeal left her as the head of it began to prod and peak at her vent once more. The green dragoness finally slipped inside with a slow thrust. but no more then half-an-inch, clearly about to ask another of her questions.

"Anything...else?"

"I...I've been...wondering why...they haven't called me in for missions..." Craze's mental defenses were quickly dropping. Spreading apart like her velvety demon cunt-lips.

Craze looked up just as Melon pulled away, that green-lipped smile still plastered across her face. Her own face must look like some lust ridden demon, panting out with each breath as she was rendered prone, only able to see the utter top of Melons head as she fiddled around with something.

"I found a kind of oil just like your own....heats up the more you rub...I know how much you've been wanting me to be truly rough, so I shall today because you've been a good little girl for me." Melon's voice became deeper, a little more hoarse as her tone became more commanding, more demanding.

Craze gave a strong squirm to those words. Melon only talked like that when she was feeling especially dominant, and today she seemed to be in her I'll-fuck-you-like-a-truck moods...oh how she had been waiting for this since they worked for the 21st. However, as she waited, the strong scent of roses hit her nose and she knew she was preparing the strap on with the oil. By the goddess how she needed this.

"Now...I know a lot of time others use safe words so others don't get hurt, but I truly don't think you'd use the word even IF things began to hurt a lot. So..." Melon spoke as she gave long, fully length strokes to her bull dragon dildo. The oil collecting in the crevices and soaking into the latex.

Before Craze knew it, Melon was back on top of her. With one quick and powerful thrust, those entire ten inches were buried inside of Craze's clenching passage. The hammering thrust and the unrelenting girth pressing against the inside her loins caused her claws to dig deep into the bed posts and her back to arch once more. She let out a terrifying scream from the wonderful feeling. Melon, however, did not stop there. She quickly set into a quick and powerful rhythm, slamming that strap-on deep into her lover as if a male dragon lost in a mating frenzy, Melon's heavy breasts swaying, sometimes brushing hard against Craze's own. Craze and her locked eyes as she did, half-lidded and glazed over eyes looking up into open and loving, but with that deep down hidden lust. Through her euphoria of finally having something delving between her cunt lips, a new sensation began to rise. The inside and outside of her vent began to heat up. A gentle warmth at first, but with each thrust it began to get hotter, until finally she was squirming and moaning like a slut underneath her lover, her lips so sensitive now that a light touch would be painful. That massive member slamming into her was an orgasmic torture.

"My little demoness is enjoying herself...how cute..." Melon said, as if to taunt Craze and remind her how wrong it was to enjoy this.

Craze looked upon her lover and saw the tenderness behind Melon's dominative mask. But she could not look at it for long. It was hard to keep her eyes open for longer then a short moment with how much pleasure and diluted pain that was running through her body. She couldn't help shuddering. She couldn't stop the squirms running through her, the drool running down out of her maw that hung wide, hot breaths racing in and out of her lungs. She was moaning like a school girl slut and she was loving every second of it, regardless of how she looked. God damn these handcuffs...she wanted to force Melon down and ride her until she, or her, or both fainted.

"Come on my little Craze....hit your climax...cum...scream....give in to your desires and get your reward my beautiful little demon slut." Melon taunted now. In truth she was just as turned on. Fake or not, each thrust made Melon's tail thrash and her thighs clench in pleasure.

Craze insides tightened around that fake shaft, juices spilling out around it and down her tail hole and onto the bed she was on. She was right on the brink of a unbelievable climax, and Melon seemed to tune in on this. Melon stopped dead in her tracks and pulled out of her, forcing Craze to whimper like a hatchling for milk. She was right there, yet she felt the edge slipping slowly away.

"Ohhh no my little toy...you cum when I allow you too." Melon said. Taunting as she stroked her shaft. the blue and black was covered in a thin milky film, Craze's juices. Narrow, sticky ropes trailed from Melon's fingers as she drew them up to her long, slender tongue for a taste.

A soft hiss came from Craze as Melon lowered down and began to suckle on her breast, now and then thrusting that length into Craze's vent once and then pulling her out, just to demand her attention when she would drift off. Craze knew her therapist-turned-mate was using all of her skill to keep her on the brink, but by the goddess above this was torture! Heavenly, blissful torture, but torture none the less! As she opened her maw to object, she found a ball placed there and then straps around her head that locked behind her. She pondered for a moment when Melon had grabbed it, but her mind was quickly distracted as Melon pulled the straps taut and locked the rubber sphere in place.

"Now...you just stay nice and quiet...you've wanted me to be like this for some time...and I must say this is fun." Melon tilted to the side, gently lifting Craze's head to look at the laptop. The built in camera's light was flashing red. It usually only did that during conferences. "I also have the laptop recording all of this." Melon said as she let Craze's head fall back down onto the soft bedspread.

Hot blushes and quivering squirms were the only responses from Craze as she was held prone. She was only able to squirm against the handcuffs and the pleasant teasing of her lover. Moans and gasps were the only thing that escaped from around the ball gag, so she was stuck violently thrusting her hips against Melon to beg her for her climax, but Melon only giggled and continued to tease. One single thrust in and then back out before that length went back to being uselessly flopped against her thigh. Melon suckling upon Craze's soft nipple, and Melons delicate claws running along the demoness' sides and belly. However, during their fun, they both heard a sound they dreaded. One that signaled the end of their fun for now. An all-hands alarm siren had gone off.

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They were both rushed to hide their toys and clean up their messes before someone came to check. Within minutes both had hidden everything away and cleaned up any evidence, other than Crazes easily seen need. She shuddered to each breath, her steps teased her and she felt as if her need might over take her, that she might drop mid-battle and have to finger herself to orgasm before she could continue. But she hid her sex well enough behind her clothes, and few would dare look close enough anyway. Just as melon buttoned the top button of her uniform two soldiers and the commander appeared at the door. They quickly left with Craze. Once they had gone, Melon returned to her laptop. She cued up what she had recorded from their fun. And she couldn't believe what she had done. It was true she wanted to give Craze what she had been asking for time and time again. It shocked her to see herself acting so masculine. Even other male dragons she had mated never were as eager and lustful as she found herself being with her new mate.

"Her pheromones are stronger then I thought...after a week of them I am surprised I didn't go nuts on her and was able to control myself....though I know she will pretty much rip my scales off for a climax." Melon mused to herself quietly as she slowed the video down. Watching her rump rise and then slam down like a train wreck into her demon mate.

Melon sat back in the chair and giggled at that thought. She envisioned the uniform she had thrown on in the hurry ripped off by a madly aroused Craze, the grinding their cunts together until both were red and raw to everything, sensitive to even the faintest of touches. She knew how crazy Craze got in heat, The friction burns were so bad she couldn't walk right for a week last time.

"I hope everything goes perfect for this mission, whatever they ask her to do this time..." Melon said. Much as she wanted to believe it would be nothing, Craze was a weapon to them. A disposable one at that.

Melon opened the drawer on the desk and looked to the piercings Craze had taken off some time ago. She knew why Craze had taken them off, they were open about everything to each other...mostly. Craze liked them, but didn't like how her clit couldn't be played with the same, or have her nipples suckled without Melon tasting metal, but she did keep the one on her tongue, that one Melon had personally made sure stayed. It was quite the entertaining addition to her body.

Melon had opted to keep the others for the sentimental value. She wanted something that belonged to Craze to hold onto while she was on missions or Melon was "on leave" for months on end. The only thing that Craze could easily hand over, that wouldn't get confiscated during Melon's brief jaunts into civilian life, were these piercings. The cross was her main want, for she planned to make that one into a necklace and there she would always have something that belonged to Craze upon herself. She just couldn't get it done right now, Jewelers are hard to find in war-zones.

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Two days passed without Crazes return and the commanders reports had little variation "Tame-Unit 'Craze' currently engaging enemy forces, sector classified, mission parameters classified, unit condition classified." She couldn't expect some other form of news from him, since everything was hush-hush, but by the goddess above she wanted some form of actual news about the mission. Something other than classified. The near-civilian level of information depravation was driving her mad! She always grew uncomfortable when Craze was on these week long deep strike missions. Demons were prized captures for the Militia houses. They fell outside of conventional prisoner rules and that meant they could be tortured. Melon worried particularly about capture by house Giik. If they captured Craze in her heat. Those perverts would jump at the chance to. . .

"No! Never! NEVER!"

Melon gave a strong shake of her head at that thought and growled to herself. She would survive, she would not be captured, and she sure as hell would return to her come the night. At least she hoped.

"Yes...she will!"

A coughing sound from the darkness to her left caused her to jump and eep out of surprise. A second later she shot her sight to the door, praying it was Craze, but it was the commander with a rather...grave look upon his face. Oh no...

"Come with me Ms. Honeydew."

She wanted to scream right now, but she didn't. She simply stood up and followed the Commander with the cross clutched tight in her fist. It did help her composure, but not by much. If anything, it made each step feel like an eternity. The clicking of her claws, the soft thump of the Commanders boots, the various soldiers they passed who rose up and saluted, it all felt like slow-motion.

She didn't know how long or where they had gone, but after some thirty minutes, they entered a closed off section of the base. It was clearly a medical bay with all of the polished white and bright fluorescent lights, not the mention all the doctors and nurses running around. For all the doctors though the medical bay seemed devoid of patients and visitors. Only staff were present, all of them high ranking staff at that. Only one bed was occupied, sealed off with white curtains. Melon's stomach dropped as she saw the shadowy outline of Craze's body through the material.

"Doctor, let us leave the two alone for a bit, shall we? You know her mind has been near...out of control since her return." The Commander said. The head doctor turned and the message spread quickly and quietly. Anyone who stayed risked the fate of the soldier whom Craze had accidentally disemboweled weeks earlier, even Melon.

In truth many of them seemed quite relieved to be able to exit the room. They collected their belongings, loaded their work onto flash drives and left in an orderly fashion, the commander trailing behind them. The second the door closed, Melon gave into her desire to see Craze, she bolted up to the bed, through the curtains, and froze in place. The sight caused her to take a half step back and cover her maw with her hands. There was Craze, entirely covered in various bandages to casts, only her eyes were able to be seen along with three tubes worked into her face. One large one through a hole where her mouth was, clearly down her throat, and the other two in her nose. It looked...unbelievable.

"Craze...how did this happen..."

She couldn't help herself but look over her body. Everywhere was covered in bandages. Tail, legs, waist, belly, arms, chest, neck, head...what the hell had happened to do this much damage to her? Her mind did not delve upon that too long because Craze began to thrash against the bandages and the restraints the doctors had thrown on her. The scent of her mate causing the demoness to wriggle like a feral animal, desperate to break out, seemingly unaware that the best she could do for her body was to remain inert.

"Craze! CRAZE! Calm down, it's me! Melon!"

She moved up to Crazes head and stood there. Slowly, but surely, the thrashing slowed and those sky blue eyes were focused upon her. Her chest going from rapid, hard, breaths to gentle, easing, breaths. In her weakened state Craze had quickly exhausted herself and her pain tolerance.

"Now...just stay calm hun. You'll be better in no time and then we will be able to talk about what happened...and I can give you that climax I promised...alright?"

Craze's only response was a long, slow blink before closing her eyes. Her shoulders relaxed as she slipped into a trance like sleep. Melon lowered down and planted a kiss upon her bandaged forehead before leaving the medical ward and finding the Commander right outside the door, greeting him with a swift, scaled-knuckle punch to the cheek. She had never really been that strong, so it hardly hurt...well, as far as she guessed. It simply shifted his head a bit as he adjusted his his cap back into place.

"I can see you are upset Ms. Honeydew. if you would, follow me." He said, leading her to the base's command center.

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Melon was looking upon a monitor in the command center of the base and couldn't believe her eyes. They had actually recorded what had happened to Craze out on in the field. A silent, high altitude UAV had been present the whole mission.

The mission, apparently, went far worse then the Brass had predicted. Someone had leaked information regarding the mission and when the tames went in, they were ambushed. One hundred troops, twelve vehicles, and a shit load of guns all pointed at a six-tame scouting and raiding squad. However, living up to their reputations, they had won the battle, but not without sustaining casualties. The heavily armed demons, the two of them there were, targeted the troop transports and tanks while the other four went after the troops. In the end, three fell dead in the field. Two had sustained minor wounds, and then there was Craze...the most outclassed of the Demons. She had been trained as a purely speed based, shadow hidden, assassin-demon. Perfect for the surgical removal of commanders and platoon leaders. In a stand up fight all she could depend on was her squad-mates and speed. Neither of which helped all that much in this battle.

She, as the video showed, was taken down quite early. However, two of the "Assault" demons protected her as best they could, before promptly falling to the same fate and collapsing atop her. After the fight had started to dwindle and the enemy troops retreated, the few that survived, the other demons were in "Blood Lust" mode and the only female there was Craze, who was promptly uncovered, raped and beaten.

"Stop it...stop the recording..." Melon was horrified as she watched the other two demons, covered in blood, as they ravaged every hole of her wounded body.

Melon left the room without another word and went right back to the Medical Ward. Didn't demons have some odd "Protect your own kind" mind set? Yes, it was true very few female demons made it through the barriers of the two realms, but even then they were respected by the males...not to be used...was it because she was on the verge of death? Seen only as a dieing resource? There were plenty of Succubi awaiting in the pins here at the base, why not return to them?

"It is because Craze is special...in that she was once an Angel."

Melon froze and turned to look upon one of the Assault demon that had survived, a rather tall and muscle bound Minotaur, and he was the only one who had not tried to rape her lover.

"That's common knowledge to everyone. Craze was an angel that felt pity for demons and was promptly cast down beside them, to which her mind shattered and she wears the blindfold to keep some sanity."

She watched as the Minotaur pushed off of the wall and looked down upon her, shaking his head as he did. She felt the rising urge to grab him by the horns and slam him into a wall. As if that were possible.

"Yes, but a demons true goal in life, tamed or not, is to taint one of the purest. Craze, before now, had truly never been touched by a male. Nor has she ever wanted to be, as far as I know. She was pure in the sense she had never been bred by a male, demon, angel or mortal." The Minotaur took a breath then continued as Melon listened. "That changed with the ambush, to which the others seen fulfillment." Melon had no desire to ask. But her sick curiosity got the better of her. "Then why didn't you. . .?"

"I have already tainted a pure. Oh yeah...you might want to ask the Doc to examine her...she was in heat you know...another reason the others got so rowdy. Tell her I wish her a speedy recovery. We've served together a long time, hate to see her go like this, mauled by her own kind." He turned to walk away. "Oh...and if you had watched the video...I am the only reason the others didn't "truly" finish in her. Fucking Elephant has a good right hook..." He said. As the light caught his cheek Melon saw the four large gashes that ran from his flared nostrils along the curve of his jawbone. They were healing, slowly.

Melon watched now as the Minotaur went down the hall she had just come from, while she took off like a dog out of hell towards the Medical ward. Calling for the doctor as she did so, she would not allow her lover to carry some demon's rape-child. The minute she slid to a stop in front of the doors, the doctor was awaiting her with a large clipboard in his hands.

"I believe I know why you are so rushed and hurried. She is coming along nicely. She is not heavy with eggs and yes, she is quite able to talk to you now. Just...don't try anything "heated". She is quite sore and the wounds inside her vagina could open back up if you two tried anything at the moment." Melon had no time to be embarrassed, she gave a quick nod of understanding.

Melon pushed her way inside the room and instantly moved right to Crazes bedside, smiling to her as Craze looked upon her with the same, loving smile, albeit one framed in cuts and bruises. Her face and her left eye was swelling so badly now it nearly sealed itself off. As far as Melon was concerned however, all she saw was her patient and lover. Craze had that same loving look in her eyes and that same sweet smile upon her lips.

"Hello...my love. I am...sorry I allowed...those males to touch me....I got my revenge though...."

Melon watched as Craze lifted her hands as best she could and showed something she had missed in per previous visits. The demoness' blades were shattered off and the remaining bits were coated in blue blood, clearly not her own. When the light caught it a red and almost golden shimmer ran down the fractured remains. She knew the golden came from her angelic background and the red came from the taint she had gotten from killing and all her sins, one day her blood would be black or even blue.

"It's alright Craze, you know I don't care. I promise.."

"Melon...please no promises of bliss...I...something one of the demons said to me...was...you are part of PEMA, I knew that much...but I thought our love was...real...I did not know PEMA was just the hiring and using of individuals to sate the need of Demons and keep their minds under control...am I only a job to you...a burden upon you? It doesn't matter really." Craze said as her eyes drifted "I've used up my value...deemed to be thrown back into the void in a few days...I actually agreed to it as well..."

Melon looked upon her in complete and utter disbelief and quite the bit of tears streaming down her cheeks. Did she truly think that their love was fake? Yes, PEMA did hire them to do this work. But it was work that she loved for reasons far beyond hazard pay and job security.

"Craze...you were my first assignment upon joining PEMA, and my only one. I truly have fallen in love with you. Truly and completely...it's why I have spent so many a night planning how to get you out of this hell hole..." Melon dropped into a quiet whisper, incase someone nearby might be listening. "...I know how to sneak you out...we can both live together on the outside...I am not lying...you know it by the look in my eyes. You can tell my love...has there EVER been a time that we've been together, I lied?"

Craze laid there upon the bed, looking deep into Melons green eyes, and did not see once shred of distrust, lying, just absolute honesty in a deep sea of green divided down the center by a reflection-less black diamond. .She had thought right away, as the demon used her for his own gains, about what he said. He had given her a momentary crisis of faith, but now she knew their love was true, and this proved it further. It was no longer questioned once in her mind, now she had heard it from Melons own sweet lips.

"I have truly been waiting to hear those words from your lips, my sweet Melon. It fills me with unbelievable warmth to know it is true. I have never questioned it, nor do I plan to. I just wanted to know for sure I would always have you by my side. This...this does not affect me. I had my blindfold on, I was my "fake" self. I just need to wait for the diluted pain to vanish and I shall be up for your little 'quizzes'. " Craze let out a little laugh. "Oh, and I did not agree to be thrown into the void. However, it is nice to know someone around here is planning an escape. For I fear my usefulness is running out here." It was a relief to know that the process hadn't been put into motion. . .yet. Though it made Melon momentarily smile inwardly that her charge had learned to bluff for information. Clever little demon.

Melon did not cry, did not get angry, nothing. She lowered down and hugged as gently as she could around Crazes neck and cooed lovingly into her ear, happy beyond belief right now. She did hold just a bit of anger due to the fact of saying such a thing, but Melon knew why she did and was content holding her hurt demoness.

"They say within two days I will return to the room. So, go there, wait for me. If I have to, I will crawl and wiggle there. No complaints."

Melon gave her demoness a peck on the nose before making her way to the room, passing the doctors and nurses who were most likely preparing themselves for surgery or some such. They better not hurt her anymore, she could tell Craze was in a lot of pain from how her body had responded to that hug earlier and even then the little kiss she had just given, she winced and tensed.

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Two and a half days passed. Towards the end of the third day Melon had taken it upon herself to "enjoy herself" like normal. She must have been enjoying herself a lot, because Craze limped into the room on a cane, and giggled to the sight. Melon was laying on her belly with her tail thrusting in and out of her vent, eyes tightly shut and moaning heavily. The damp of several orgasms made a fan of wetness radiate out from her thighs onto the bed sheets.

"Poor thing..." Craze thought.

Craze moved as quietly as she could towards the bed, positioned herself right beside the bed while she lowered her head down and gave a slow, gentle, lick over Melon's tail hole. It clenched and relaxed, showing just how close Melon was to a climax. To Craze it seemed to be the breaking point. Melon let out a mixed scream of surprise and bliss with her sweet juices rushing out around her tail and her body shuddering.

"Someone was lonely, couldn't wait for me?" Craze said with a sly little smile, her bandages considerably less as her demonic healing had begun to work it's magic.

Craze plopped down onto the bed while Melon continued to go through her blissful climax, content on waiting. It was cute, actually, to watch Melon writhing on the bed in the thrall of a climax. Several seconds passed as her body twitched. Heavenly little moans that left her maw. Her lips clenched and relaxed around any object stuffed inside of her. Just the sight was more then enough to get Craze wet underneath the damned gown the doctors had forced her to wear. It was quite uncomfortable.

"I..It's hard...to wait...with you on my mind all the time..." Melon said as her tail slid out and fwumped on the bed with a wet slap. Her own vent spread wide, slowly contracting back to it's natural shape.

The sound of Melons voice drew her out of her thoughts and she gave a soft mewl. She turned to face Melon, lowering down to plant a kiss to her lips. However, it seemed to be a mistake, as Melon instantly spun around and in a flash locked her wrists to the bed posts. Her ankles did not fair much better and the action caused that small flame inside her to flash up into a raging inferno. She loved whenever Melon teased and took control, from how rare it was for her to do. Perhaps it was being mated to a Demon, but even outside of Craze's heat, Melon had become remarkably more fierce sexually.

"Now...we have to make up for those two days....and all the months..."

Craze went to speak, to tell Melon she was in full agreement. She hardly got a word out before a ball gag was swiftly and quickly slammed into her maw, her tongue curling around the ball as it was positioned and a delighted murr emitted from deep within her chest as Melon tugged hard on the straps near the back.

"No speaking....and you look quiet sexy in that gown. I think I'll leave it on you for now."

Craze matched Melon's lustful gaze and could only squirm as she saw Melon was already snapping the belts of her strap-on across her tail, around her hips, under her thighs. A nearby cart already contained pre-heated oils for Melon's use. She quickly began to slather her giant black and blue bull dragon dildo. Melon's other hand, covered in oil, dove into Craze's sex-lips. This devious dragoness was planning this event from the day she was in the damned Medical Ward. From the looks of the room it seemed Melon wasn't going to let her up for some time. She hadn't noticed until now, but there were toys laying around the shelves: lubricants, clamps, and some odd things covered in silk. This is going to be a fun night.

"Now..I know you are still recovering, so I will be gentle with you, I promise. Though I know you like pain."

Craze looked down as best she could and watch as Melon vanished from over her maw, but not even a second later she felt her head moving under the gown and then a slow, wet lick over her swollen cunt. By the goddess it felt good! Melons tongue was warm, wet, moist and even then the oils were making it so much more delightful. Yet Melon surprised her. She began to kiss and use her tongue just like when they kissed upon her lower lips, causing her to moan around the gag and squirm from the pleasure rushing up her spine. It was wonderful!

"Goddess above I love how you taste Craze...so sweet, so warm, goes down your throat smooth...its like a fine wine."

Melon kept those wriggling, penetrating kisses up. French kissing her nether lips. Craze, bound as she was, could only spasm upon the bed and moan around the gag. Drool quickly set about dripping down her maw and onto her chest though paid it little mind. This felt wonderful, staggeringly blissful and sinful.

"I am glad you are enjoying this so much Craze...but you are about to enjoy it even more..."

She was a tad bit confused at that. Less then a second later she found out what Melon had meant. because Melon sank two oil coated fingers into Craze's delicate tail hole. She drove them deep, spreading and pressing with her claw-tips in time with her tongue. Occasionally she would push her fingers against the walls and her tongue down, "pinching" so she could fell her fingers through the flesh that separated the demon's cunt and rectum. It triggered even more pleasure to rush through Crazes body before she arched up and grunted against the ball gag, a cascade of juices rushing out of her in her climax, and every single molecule of pain flooding out as even her wounds seemed to only be able to transmit pleasure.

Melon kept kissing throughout her climax and she was rather happy to drink down what her demoness offered her. Though, sadly, Craze felt those wonderful lips and fingers leave her. A full second later Melon was on top of her with that strap on position right at the lips of her vent, still gripping and twitching around an unseen object.

"What would be the first thing we did, if we were to leave this place and get our own home?" Melon said suddenly. A quiz to break Craze from her blissful drift and drag her back into reality.

Craze was a bit confused at this as Melon began to grind the underside of that shaft over her overly-sensitive labia, her body squirming from the contact, but her mind upon the question. Melon quickly realized her lover had no chance of answering with her maw bound and gagged as it was. She slid it from her demon-mate's maw and repeated her question.

"What would be the first thing we did, if we were to leave this place and get our own home?"

"We'd.....I'd...be on the floor, crying....finally rid of this sinful life of killing....and I'd spend every moment, every second, every waking moment! Showering you in love..." Craze said, unsure of how to answer a question that didn't involve someone, or thing, she'd recently killed. Melon however was satisfied. Craze suddenly felt something narrow, cylindrical and rather sharp pressed between her lips. The bottle of rose oil! Craze gasped as she felt Melon pouring the rest of it down directly into her already aching, throbbing sex. It felt like molten metal pooling against her cervix.

Craze and Melon met in a long kiss before she was suddenly impaled with that shaft. Her walls instantly hugging around it and its oil-coated bliss. The force of the thrust caused her rear to lift off the bed, as much as the restraints would allow. This did not stop Melon, even in their fiery kiss, she continued to thrust that bull dragon shaft into her mate. Slow, deep, passion filled thrusts that forced the head of the shaft to bump against her cervix, sloshing all the pooled oil about and threatening to smash inside to her womb.

"Would you ever want kids? Don't ask for hows, only answer." Melon said as she came to a stop. Letting her own heartbeat and clenching thighs cause the black and blue cock to wriggle inside of Craze.

As they broke their kiss, Craze, in her her clouded and twisted mind, had to think upon that one before a soft nod was given in answer. It seemed to delight her, because right away the thrusts began again. They were ferocious now and finally, battered her cervix into submission. Melon pushed into Craze's womb now. Melon's claws undid the handcuffs. Normally when freed Craze would have swapped places and gone cow-girl upon her green dragoness. However, she only wrapped her arms around her mates torso, squishing their breasts together, with her legs wrapping around Melons waist and giving the last edged needed to finally push in and stretch the back of Craze's womb.

It was odd, and quite dangerous, but the feeling was like heaven to Craze. She screamed into the thrall of yet another climax. It seemed to trigger something in Melon as well, because she began to thrust harder and harder until she stopped with that length buried deep inside of her. Then something strange occurred. Through the bliss of her climax, Craze felt something flood into her womb. It was a delightful, warming feeling. It dawned on the demoness then. This shady dragoness above her that promised her a life of bliss had snuck in one of those dildos with the pumps on it. It felt just like a dragon bull's seed. Yet it did not wriggle like a live specimen.

"Do not worry my love...that one was only some some lube that could be heated. I do plan to get you pregnant though...how, well...we will deal with that when the time comes."

Craze opened her maw to speak but a single digit was placed upon her lips to silence her. Neither moved, just staring into the others loving eyes. Blue to green, black dragoness to green dragoness, saint and sinner. She could not help but think of life on the outside with Melon now. Living in their own house, away from wars and sorrow, with each other in their own private heaven. A normal house, with normal loving lives, and with kids? How would they get kids? Those thoughts drifted away as she felt Melon take that shaft out of her, doing it slow and easy because of the head being buried inside of her womb. In one swift thrust the green dragoness slammed the entire length of her strap-on into Crazes tail hole. A delighted and bliss moan escaped her and her claws sank into the sheets of the bed, shredding them with her tail coiling around Melons, who responded in kind.

"I hope you don't mind not sleeping tonight...but tonight you are my slave." Melon spoke in a deep, hoarse and lust ridden voice as she put the ball gag back upon her lover and Craze whimpered in delight. This would be a long night, but a wonderful night.

To be Continued...