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The steam of the hot spring was visible long before they got there. The cold clear day let them see far, but if anything it made the last part of the flight colder. Strictly speaking, this hadn’t even been on the way home. Not the most direct or the easiest. Not even the warmest flight. It was the warmest stop though. If they didn’t make it home for an extra day, well, patrols sometimes ran long.

Kalinth set her wings for the final glide into the valley as they came down the mountain pass. She was glad the storm had passed so cleanly the day before. Without the calm air following it, they wouldn’t have been able to make it here in the winter. As it was the weather likely was enough to make sure they would have the spring to themselves. The valley floor stood out as an odd green and rock cut in the white of the winter that wrapped all around it. Steam rose in varying amounts from the different pools.

Despite feeling her rider’s impatience to be on the warm ground the dragoness made lazy, slow sweeping turns in her descent through the rising warm air. The heat put new life into her muscles and she turned a tightening circle. She looked back at her rider. Amoux was bundled tight against the cold and the warmth had not been able to sneak through his flight gear yet, but as she turned her pleased circle she pulled free his scarf and drew in a warm breath. He shook his head and his jaw worked trying to pop his ears during their drop into the valley.

Landing was easy. Long ago an empire that had slipped into the legend and then myth had cut the baths into the stone of this remote mountain. Once it had been a stop on a road through the mountains, but now it was only a stopover for a few that flew. Maybe a few brave travelers during the summer months. It might have been sad to see the grand works so empty, dozens of dragons might have once bathed here, but the pair was more than happy to see they had it to themselves now. The dragoness’s claws scraped slightly on the stone as she came to rest next to a pool they had enjoyed many times before. It was a little warm for him, but she adored it. He adored the pink glow it gave the blue dragoness.

Amoux untied his travel pack and slid down her shoulder with it. “Give me a moment to get your leathers off,” he said as he tossed the pack to the side.

“It was only one time,” she said defensively as she waited. Referring to, the one time she had slipped into the pools before he had gotten the leather of her harness and saddle removed. Amoux had spent the next days re-oiling all the straps and reworking buckles.

“Once was enough!” He teased her as he came back to her side and started on the straps around her chest. They fell away quickly under his skilled hands. Soon the saddle joined his bag in the pile of gear to the side. Tucked safely away from the water. The rest of her harness followed. Though the smaller straps that kept the rig stable took longer. She stood patiently though. Certainly not minding some of the ways he took his time.

The straps that went around her tail and hinds didn’t really need to be fully undone. A dragon could step out of them once everything was loosened up, but her rider did not cut corners. Each buckle was freed. Each strap was pulled free and put with the rest. If his hands massaged the inside of her thighs while he worked. If they wandered over her slit. She didn’t mind. After the last strap came free he stepped under her tail and without pause kissed her slit. Hard, tight scales still protected her femininity, from travel and from the cold. A dragon was hardly as fragile as a human to leave things hanging out in the weather. It might have been only lips on a cold scale, but it was a promise as well. As he stepped away to climb out of his own flight gear he gave her a playful spank. “I’ll join you in a moment,” he said as he dug through his back for a small nail file.

Getting out of his flight suit and groomed somehow took nearly as long as hers so she eagerly slipped into the hot water. The dragoness’s wings spread out over the surface. Light blue fans covering much of the pool. Her eyes closed and she floated her tail streaming out behind her. She was beautiful and even after Amoux was out of his clothes he just stood on the edge of the pool and stared at her. Then her nose pushed under the water and she blew bubbles. He laughed, grabbed a brush from his bag, and jumped in after her. As naked as she was. The hot water was a shock at first, but after a few strokes he was breathing normally again and the burn on his skin had become a tingle

Kalinth looked up with the splash. Her wings pulled in and she dragon-paddled toward him. "Took you long enough,” she said.

“It didn’t look like you were in any hurry,” he replied as he swam next to her. She got a quick kiss on the nose. Then his brush started on her neck. Even after weeks of travel, it took little effort to leave her scales gleaming. She shifted easily to let him at all of her. Up her back and down her tail. A light body, if a body so large could be called light, floated high in the water and he spent much time up on her back splashing up water. Out over her wings with a gentle touch of the thin membrane. A stiffer one on the thumb claws and scale of her wing arms. Her wing floated just under the surface and he floated over it. He managed to work over most of her wing before the soft touch of their bodies and memories of the morning had a predictable effect on the male.

Soon his cock was rubbing against the thin membrane of her wing while every bit as hard as it had been in the dragoness’s muzzle that morning. The feeling did not go unnoticed and one side of Kalinth’s muzzle curled up in a grin. Amoux grinned back, but kept his hands working, though his body started to rub against her far more than was needed to move along her wing. She didn’t say anything. Just slowly started to swim for a sandy shoal in the deep clear waters of the hot spring. He chuckled but didn’t say anything. Just kept rubbing his hands, and his cock, over her wing. When they got close and her paws found a grip on the sand her wind started to rise and her rider let go to smoothly slide off the back. He caught the edge of her membrane as he floated into the water behind her and gave it a quick kiss before letting go.

A few strokes through the water took him over to the dragoness’s tail and it slid by and he took a new hold on her to be dragged into the shallows. She was fully standing on the shoal by the time his knees hit the ground and he released her to stand as well. They were deep in the warm fog of steam now and the shore their gear had been left on was hardly a hazy outline. If anyone else came by, as unlikely as that was in this season, the steam would hide any details. Things like the way Amoux gave his shaft a few slow strokes as he watched his dragoness stand and shake off some of the warm water. “Gods, you are beautiful, Kalinth,” he said and she stopped for a moment to pose for him. Steam rose from every part of her.

Then in a teasing tone, she asked, “Are you here to play with yourself or...?” She let the question trail off.

“Well, if you are going to insist on putting on such a show?” He asked.

“The show hasn’t started yet, you just get stiff in a light breeze. If you didn’t wear pants I couldn’t take you anywhere!” She continued teasing as she started to settle onto the sand. The dragoness did make a show of it now. Though it wasn’t easy for a dragoness to roll onto her back without a show. It took a careful shuffling of wings and shifting of legs. It did not require her tail tip to slide up between her rider’s legs and gently rub his balls, but she did that too. He grinned and she grinned back as she settled comfortably on her back with quite a display for him. “Now, I think you said you owe me a debt?” She asked.

“About that...” He started as he walked up alongside her tail in the shallow water. His fingers trailed up along the underside of her tail and it rose in a wave to stay in easy reach. They wiggled to tickle ever so softly until he reached her slit. One finger slid smoothly up the fine line in the light blue scales of her belly. Then he leaned down and kissed her slit again. This time his lips lingered and he drew out that simple peck. When he looked back he said, “...always my dear.” His finger ran slowly back down her slit. Once he got most of the way down it a second finger joined it and he gently spread her open. A hint of pink was visible between pale blue lips. He looked up at her again and smiled. She grinned back.

Amoux threw a leg over her dragoness’s tail and sat down on it. Naked skin against scale. His balls hung low from the hot water and draped over her as he scooted up between her legs. A hand steadied him on her thigh as he got comfortable. Then fingers trailed down the inside of both of her thighs. With just enough force not to risk tickling her and getting kicked by accident. His touch got lighter as he came to her crotch though. She was more sensitive and less ticklish there and she sighed contentedly as his fingers danced over her. They played back and forth teasing her, but they had time and neither was in a hurry. At least for the moment. The tip of Kalith’s tail was starting to twitch. A motion he could hardly miss straddling her as he was. He wiggled just a bit.

Fingers slowly became bolder as he traced along the dragoness’s slit. Up and down its length. Still, light touches didn’t start to press in between her lips. Not yet. Still, that was enough to have his cock twitch and for a bead of pre to drip down onto Kalinth’s tail. “Enjoying yourself?” She asked with an amused tone.

“Always. You are just too beautiful.” He said.

“I thought it was what is on the inside that counts?” She teased.

“I suppose you have a point there!” He chuckled as his fingers started to spread her slit. Not yet pushing into her. Just pulling her lips apart, then sliding up along her sex until her clit was exposed. “A lovely point.” Two fingers of one hang kept her slit spread while one gentle finger from the other drew a light circle around her clit. A just rub of her nub brought a soft rumble of approval. Soon a second finger joined that first one as he played with her sensitive point. Her rumble became something close to a purr as his fingers danced. Her slit was glistening with her excitement before he said, “But there is more to it than just one point!”

“Oh?” She asked with a giggle. A lovely sound from a dragoness who most might have assumed far too large to make such a soft sound. “Do tell.”

“How about I show?” He asked, but didn’t wait for a reply before his fingers slipped down from her clit. This time as he slid down her sex they pushed into her still as gently as the touches to her clit. Her slick lips spread easily admitting his fingers. His eyes were fixed between her legs, but out of the corner of his vision, he could see her toes flexing. Then curling just a bit as four fingers, then most of his hand pushed into her passage. His fingers wiggled and she made a small noise of pleasure. A drake’s cock might be larger than the hand pushing into her, but it couldn’t do the same things.

“Mmmph,” was all she had to say. It was encouragement for Amoux to push deeper into her. His fingers and thumb came together to smoothly spread her passage. His wrist vanished into her snug warmth. Then part of his forearm before he stopped. A drop of her excitement ran away from the base of her slit. Down along her tail until it hit his thigh, then down between them. The dragoness gasped softly as her rider’s hand opened. It wasn’t a quick motion but felt it compared to what he had done so far. A bit more slowly his fingers formed a cup and his arm twisted to bring his palm up toward her belly. His palm pressed up against and rubbed the wall of her passage and he carefully watched her reaction. When he saw the shift in her eyes that he was looking for his fingers curled up and tickled. He got the reaction he was hoping for. Kalinth tightened around him and huffed softly. He kept it up and soon drips of her her fluids were running down and collecting against his leg. His other hand gently stroked along the side of her mound.

He kept it simple now. He knew her body well and sometimes simple was best. His fingers continued to play with her g spot. He could feel her reactions to each touch. She gave soft little moans of encouragement for a time, but about the time his fingers were starting to get stiff, she got quiet. Other than her increasingly ragged breaths. Amoux didn’t change anything about his movements through the feeling of the dragoness under and around him. “Mmmmm... Am...” She moaned.

“Mmmm...?” He questioned back with a grin and the steady touch.

“Am... I...” She started. He was tempted to slow down and draw things out. It could make for a wonderful day trying to slowly tease it out, but there was something wonderful in embracing it as well. Even when the dragoness started to shudder and her passage started to pulse around his hand his fingers kept stroking her. He pushed her to and then through her peak. His thighs tightened on her tail and she shook in pleasure. The moment continued as he kept toying with her. Still, it did pass and before she looked down at him with a grin of her own she had rested a paw on his arm. With that, he smoothly slid his now slick hand for her slit. She giggled.

“Mmmm...?” He asked again as they grinned at each other.

“Mhmmm,” she said.

“Hmmm...” He continued and took on a look of thought as he brought a dragon slick finger to his lips. She tasted of dragon, of pleasure, and of herself. Something Amoux had come to adore. She chuckled at the show he was putting on. At how his gaze tracked back down along her body to her slit, now soaked and swollen with excitement. To her clit that stood firmly up from her lips. A pink nub not all that much shorter than her rider’s cock. His finger came back to it again and then down the length of her wet lips. Down one lip to her taint, then back up the other to her clit again.

He leaned forward then and her paw lifted from his arm to let him nearly lay down on her. First, his lips gently met her clit. A soft kiss. Then his tongue. Both lasted just a moment before he started to explore her folds anew with long strokes of his broad tongue. His dragoness made soft noises of approval as he moved. As his hands spread her lips to let him lick her deeper inner folds. As he licked her paw rested gently on his shoulder. He took his time to admire every part of his partner’s sex before his tongue found its way back to her clit. It even made an exploration of the small hole just below her clitoris before licking all the way around that nub. Then she moaned softly as his lips wrapped around her clit and ever so gently he started to suck. The effect was immediate. Her legs shivered and the paw resting on his back pushed down on him.

Soon her legs started to close on him holding the man snuggly between her thighs as his tongue toyed with the dragoness’s clit. She panted softly, “Fuck... Am, you’re going to make me cum again.” He didn’t reply other than to twist his tongue in a way that made her shiver in delight. “Gods...” She swore just as softly. He kept up his work until she came again. With how worked up she still was from her first peak it did not take all that long. She shuddered in pleasure and felt her body pulse. Her lips tightened against his chin and the slickness from her slit coated his chest as he lay on her. This time he did slow and then stop as she found her peak and a short while later he sat up as her legs released him. This time she didn’t giggle. She just grinned down at him panting.

Sitting back on her tail did a wonderful job of showing off just how much he’d been enjoying himself too. His cock stood poking up hard and there was a smear of pre on her tail where it had been pressed up and rubbed against her as he ate her out. It twitched another drop of pre fell onto her as she looked down at him. Without a word, she reached down her forepaw and took his shaft between two careful digits. A slow stroke pulled the foreskin back off his glands. Then let it slide back over to recover his head. Now it was his turn to say, “Mmmmph...” He leaned back, one hand holding him up by resting on her tail behind him. The other rested on her paw. “I’m not going to last long,” he warned.

“I know,” she cooed as she continued to stroke his almost painful hard shaft. Her hind legs were slowly spreading wider, enough to start to pull her slit open to show the pink folds within. He’d gotten it puffy enough with excitement that lips naturally parted leaving a display to drive any male to distraction. She took it just a bit further though and her free forepaw spread her folds further. Giving him a look at just how wet he had gotten her. The sight along with the steadily increasing stroking on his shaft soo had him starting to pant even as she was catching her own breath. He scooted up along her tail until the pre that was now dripping regularly from his cock started to hit her taint.

He might have been planning to go further, but that was as far as he got before giving a soft grunt. His cock twitched. A mix of pre and whiter cum dripped down. Then with her next stroke, a proper shot of seed shot from him. It was his turn to shutter in pleasure as his seed painted her spread folds. The first shot came up the length of her slit. A trail of white stood out, then sank into her slick pink sex. The second went higher and a line of white crossed her clit. The third arched up onto her belly. Then she got her aim back under control and the fourth joined the first in her folds.

By now he had managed to slide that last bit up over her slit. His pulses were getting weaker now, but pump after pump dripped down into her waiting slit as her careful touch milked his cock. It wasn’t until he had stopped dripping that she let the lips of her sex come back together. Hiding some, but not all of the white mess he had made. All while she continued to play with his slowly softening cock.

“Mmmm?” She asked with a grin as she watched him catch his breath as he admired the mess he had just made on her. Then as his fingers slipped into her sex again to admire the mess he had made in her too.

“Gods, Kali,” he looked up and grinned back at her. She patted him softly after a gentle caress of his balls.

“So... How about we let ourselves be a bit later? I wouldn’t mind spending a while longer here before reporting in,” she asked.

“I wouldn’t mind,” he replied as his fingers still explored her slit.