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This is a short story commission written for Videri and his mate, Alica

Description: Alica, a woman who has settled for a life with a male dragon, starts to turn his cold, dreary lair into a home and him into a proper mate.

Videri belongs to: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/videri

Alica is: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/pinkdragonlove

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During the short moment of peace Videri awarded her with, Alica's gaze wandered around their home. She made mental notes of which furs and tapestries to purchase next to cover the shrinking areas of stone that still gave this place a crude, dragon's lair kind of look. Living in a cave, in the woods, was no excuse for vulgarity, and there was nothing more crude than a plain gape sculpted into a mountain, cold and dreary.

She had already shown Videri some of the new tapestries she brought, their locations already chosen from their previous discussion, marked by the enchanted ice spikes Videri had kindly erected for her. Her dragon, however, took a better liking to her freshly washed hair, rolling his muzzle through her straight, shoulder length locks with playful impertinence.

“Awwwh, stop that! Are you a dragon or a dog?"

“Mrrrh, a dog, definitely," Videri said, his muzzle sliding through Alica's silky, sumptuous brown locks, humming and sniffing like the dutiful hound he pretended to be.

“Shouldn't you start chasing your tail instead of bothering me, in that case?"

“Mmmm, maybe, but you do not seem very bothered." His nose tip touched her rosy cheek, eliciting a stifled giggle from the human woman who tried—and failed—to appear frustrated with her love's affection, undignified as it seemed for his kind. “I'd go on a tangent and say that you enjoy my touch."

Her petite hands pushed his muzzle away with surprising force. “I'd enjoy it more if you didn't poke and prod at me for every living second of the day. It makes me feel…"

“Loved?" Videri completed her train of thought, sticking his pink, tapered tongue out.

Alica rolled her eyes. “Awkward is the word you're looking for."

Videri pulled away from her, cocking his head. “Well, of course it's awkward when you are overdressed for the occasion! I'd be grumpy too if I had to wear your gift scarf inside my lair."

“Our lair," Alica corrected him, wagging a finger at him. “Without a woman's touch, all you would have is bleak, cold, dripping stone."

“The stone is not the only thing that drips in this lair owww!" he yelped as Alica's slap took him straight between the nostrils. “That stings worse than the previous!"

“You are rowdier than the previous time too. It is only fit that you get treated accordingly."

“Hrrmpff!" Videri snorted, his light blue eyes regarding her with growing suspicion. “I'm not rowdy! Just relaxed. Why shouldn't I be?" His tail pointed towards the entrance of the cave, where a curtain of rain blanketed the land. “I have the perfect excuse to laze around all day and do nothing."

“How very typical of you." Alica stood up, pushing away Videri's wing that sought to envelop her. “Excuse me while I make your lair a more homely place with the gifts I brought."

One of Videri's most lovable traits was that he knew when to keep his muzzle shut. His purr already described his satisfaction in a truer, visceral way that words alone couldn't.

“I love the oriental themed tapestry, especially the part where it bears my colors."

“You know what they say about a dragon's vanity," Alica said while mounting the tapestry within the enchanted ice spikes Videri had erected for her. When she couldn't reach the top ones, her love appeared at her side, grabbing the end of the silken sheet in his mouth and skewering it in the designated places to cover that misshaped, atrocious bulge in the wall that always bothered him.

“I don't know what humans say about a dragon's vanity. Care to enlighten me?"

“Only if you help me with the rest."

Videri's gaze swerved to the pile of colorful cloth lying on his bed furs. “By the spirits, woman. You spent everything you had on…"

Alica raised a wary eyebrow, folding her arms under her breasts.

“On all this…" Videri twirled a paw through the air, trying his hardest to manage his words under Alica's sharp, scrutinizing gaze.

“Yes?" She baited him with that rich, honeyed voice.

“On this fascinating, colorful bundle of exquisite art that warms me just by looking at it."

A sly smirk tugged at the corner of Alica's petite mouth. She patted her love's neck, a well-deserved treat that the dragon relished, judging by the tone of his deepening purr. “Good save there. It would have been a shame to squeeze out an apology from that plump sack of yours."

Videri paled at the notion. “You wouldn't!"

Alica's smile grew in width to cover her whole mouth. “Not unless you give me the reason to."

“When am I ever deserving of such torturous punishment? I compliment you through my touch, worship you through my words, and, best of all, I'm the sort of dragon that every human would love to have around!"

“I'll love you after we are done hanging these, yes? Until then, put your mouth to good use."

Videri licked his chops salaciously. “I know a mutual preference you and my mouth have in common owww!" His muzzle shot back as if bit, a white paw pressed against it to shield himself from further sneaky attacks.

“Fine, you temptress. Let's have it your way."

Even while decorating his very lair, Videri cared little for the actual design. His eyes absorbed the gentle waves of her burnished locks, dwelled on the soft curves of her jaw, full cheeks and smooth brow. Though he attempted to focus on his task, her azure gaze mesmerized him to the point where he required light taps on his shoulder just to remember where he was and what he was doing.

“You look…lovely today."

“I was hoping you would say that about our home after we're done with this new addition, but thanks?" Alica swept her hair to the side to mask the blush tinting her dimpled cheeks.

“The black of your jersey suits you quite well, and is that a white shirt you wear underneath? Striking but too formal for visiting a cave."

“Not a cave. A home," Alica rectified her love's impression of his lair. “And it would already look much better if you actively contributed to the decorum."

Videri yawned at the notion. “You know me. I'm a more…practical dragon. I like seeing, but touching is better, sniffing is great, and tasting is…mrrr…."

He rubbed his cheek against her slender arm like a cat, nibbling on the cuff of her sleeve. “You should take this off, if only to make yourself more comfortable."

“Me, or you?" Alica said while fondling the leathery membrane of his light-colored crest. “I'm feeling quite cold today."

Satisfied with her reply, Alica teasingly ran the tip of a finger along Videri's jaw as she strolled over to the shelves filled with their memories in physical form. The rows of neatly arranged ledges occupied the far-left corner of their dome shaped cave, hewn into the stone itself, carved with surprising precision. On top of the swathes of blue velvet frilled at the edges to resemble Videri's icy markings stood countless objects that bore a particular significance to the couple. On the top shelf, several pieces of Videri's egg shell filled a silver goblet, their first and most treasured possession.

Alica fished into her pocket for a wooden egg painted with Videri's color that she placed into an empty bronze candleholder.

“That is called a candle holder for a reason," the voice of reason said from behind.

“If you don't like it, then I will take both the egg and the candle holder and leave you wish a diminished hoard, hmm?"

“No!" Videri roared in panic, stretching a paw forward as if to guard his treasure trove. “A dragon's worth is only measured by his hoard. Take something out, and I'll become lesser."

“You're already lesser than other males in a certain department," Alica said, winking suggestively.

Videri's crest stood on end at such preposterous accusation. “But I make up for it in sheer talent and tastefulness. Have you met any other male that has such a complete collection of priceless items?"

Alica quirked her eyebrows. “It's eighty-five percent my collection that I have gifted to you."

Videri swished a paw through the air nonchalantly. “It's my lair, therefore, my collection."

She did not bother debating that point with him. Instead, she grabbed the scarlet scarf she had bought for him as a Christmas present and tied it around his neck. Videri kept his head aloft in that proud, masculine fashion of his, as if his maiden donned her scaly lord in swathes of gold and silver. The fact that she tied a mere wool scarf with alternating shades of red made her chuckle, a sound that Videri responded with an inquisitive hum.

“What's the matter?"

Alica shook her head, clicking her tongue. “You don't look half as regal as you imagine."

“Then I suppose the fault must lie with the choice of—“

Her hand alighted on his muzzle to prevent any further words from coming out of that impertinent mouth. “You don't want to say that. The fate of your balls is at stake, hmm?" Alica said, planting a kiss between his nostrils.

“Hrrm!" Videri agreed, nodding his great head, his good behavior coaxing Alica to bestow him with the freedom of speech once again. “It's just playful banter between mates. Us dragons thrive on it. Serves to sharpen our wits as well as provide a good chuckle or two."

“Well, let's see if you can provide more than that…" Alica said, her blue eyes traveling along the impressive length of Videri's body. Her mate was a highly attractive dragon, colored a matte, distinguished navy along three meters worth of scaled, lean, muscular body. His head flaunted a very pale blue crest, the nuance strikingly close to white, a misconception easily made by those who might see him from a distance. Thin, long, graceful green colored spines held together the silky membrane strewn between them, shrinking along the base of his neck until they vanished completely.

His thick, white horns tapered abruptly to a dark blue end, edged at the base with iced-looking scales that added to his exotic beauty. The same scales bordered the lower end of his forelegs which, unlike his hind paws, discolored to a pale blue to give the appearance of white socks. Alica found his forepaws delightfully distinctive in that regard, much more so than his plump sheath and round, firm sack, heavy with fruit. His light colored belly contrasted with his haunches to such degree that his malehood stood out with crisp clear clarity, a trait that every male dragon undoubtedly wished to possess.

“Roll on your back," Alica requested.

“I'm not a dog, to be ordered around by my mistress!"

Alica began fondling the collar of her jersey, tugging it up and down her neck suggestively. “You seemed predisposed to behave like a dog earlier."

“Well, I was…in a playful frame of mind, but now that you have clad me in rich garments I count as nobility among my privileged kind!"

The woman tore his scarf off his neck with a quick, jerky motion, then folded it neatly under his watchful gaze. “The only privilege I award you with as of now is a session of greatly fulfilling cuddling. Are you going to take it, or continue to be a brat about it?"

Videri rolled onto his back faster than she could blink, his forepaws curled inwards, blinking like a prized puppy.

“Would you do me the honor of snuggling against my chest?"

“Mmmm, that remains to be seen." Alica took hold of one of his forepaws, each of the three snow-white toes as broad as her hand, only longer and thicker. The long, sinuous toes ended with short but sharp claws that always reminded her of just how gentle Videri could be with such impressive weapons at his disposal.

She grabbed two of his toes, feeling for the soft, pink, padded underside lining them. “You haven't been on your best behavior today, dragon, and I should like to see you put these paws to good use."

Videri craned her neck to match her gaze. “Oh, how you'd like that. Alas, the dragon shall have his due."

A sharp yelp burst past Alica's throat as Videri grabbed her by the middle and squeezed her against his chest plates. His tail maneuvered over her back, between his toes, sneaking one of the tapered tips of the crescent formation adorning his tail tip into her pants, tugging at them gently, suggestively.

“Dragons consider cuddling a sacred affair. Both partners shall be equal when bodies are merged, which means my nakedness has to reflect unto you."

Alica chuckled, pelting Videri's neck with a series of playful punches. “That is downright terrible and you know it."

“Oh, it is? I didn't notice that over your laughter."

“My laughter…is definitely…not a sign of flattery, you silly cave lizard."

“Cave lizard?!" Videri's crest stood on end. “Such slight shan't go unpunished!"

Try as she might to swat, push, shove his encircling claws, Alica couldn't. His claw tips prodded at her ribs, drowning her feeble efforts into outbursts of breathtaking laughter. Just like her, Videri knew exactly which buttons to press and when to do so, abusing her ticklish sides with the claws of one paw while the other expertly undressed her.

“Ahahah….stohp…it you aghhahaha."

“No, you stop lying to yourself. It's painfully obvious that you're enjoying this."

Alica scrambled onto her fours. She shifted her weight onto her knees to free her arms and fight back, but Videri's far superior strength squeezed her back against his neck, holding her there while his perverted tail rolled her pants further down her thighs.

“Concede. I concede!"

Videri's paws fell to his sides, while his tail sprawled along the ground, instantly freeing Alica. “Good," the dragon purred, his rich, baritone voice giving Alica the chills from its intensity. “You know I can do it, but I much prefer to watch you instead."

“Pervert," Alica mouthed under her breath. To deny him the satisfaction, she pulled her jersey over her head and tossed it straight onto his face while she began unbuttoning her shirt. Videri shook his head to the side, then employed the aid of a foreclaw when the piece of clothing appeared to be stuck into one of his spines. By the time he removed that, his big, azure eyes stared straight into the smooth, perky hills of her chest.

“I missed the best part," he complained with a long, weary sigh, planting a forepaw upon his face. “I don't want to play this game anymore. Find another dragon to cuddle with."

“Pity. I was planning to go slower with my pants."

Videri's head arched forward in an instant, a crude grin plastered upon his face. “I'm game!"

Alica snickered, her teeth sinking into her lower lip slowly, sensuously. Her eyes fixed upon those of her love, she slipped her thumbs beneath the seams of her pants, dragging them down one slow, planned inch at a time. Her hips began to wave from side to side like the gentle kisses of the sea upon the sand, her hair rippling along her pale skin in unison with the movement. The brown, silky curtain floated just above the pink isles of flesh that Videri seemed downright fascinated with, sliding over the increasingly erect buds dotting them.

Videri's hard, focused gaze never ceased to enflame Alica's senses. He regarded her with a fervor reserved only to her, an intensity that overshadowed the playful twinkle within his eyes, replacing it with the stronger, more intimate desire. From their first night together and to this moment in time, Videri watched her with the same interest, enthralled by the fluid movements of her body, fascinated by how well the blue of her eyes complemented her burnished hair. He only noticed the voluptuous shapes of her bosom when that silky waterfall spilled over them, her rebellious locks guiding his attention over her torso and away from the slowly emerging dark blue panties hemmed with lighter hues.

The dragon blinked back in surprise, disbelief churning in his throat. “Now that's just inappropriate. My majestic colors shouldn't guard the genitals of your perverted kind!"

“They're custom made," Alica's voice floated through the air, barely a whisper. “Which means only a few thousand women might wear them, should they find the color combination appealing."

“I always said that I care more about what is inside than on the outside," Videri said, dragging his tongue over the tip of his muzzle in a most salacious gesture. His crest practically trembled in anticipation, nostrils lying completely still as the dragon literally held his breath during this precious ceremony.

Alica had half a thought to put a premature end to his expectations, but Videri's round, playful eyes made her reconsider. His interest in her gave her the goosebumps, coaxing waves of warm shudders to wash over her lithe frame and fill her muscles with sparks of electrifying lust.

Alica squeezed her lips tight against each other, lowering her panties at an excruciatingly slow pace, letting her beloved dragon suck in every detail of her body, every movement of her fingers. After all, his focus was what ignited her craving for intimacy.

“Mrrrrrrhhh," Videri grumbled in satisfaction, his wings wrapping her in their warm, affectionate embrace. “So how are we going to do it? Shall I leave that up to you, conqueror of dragons?"

Alica's fingers tiptoed along his muzzle and up to his brow, where she began to fondle the velvety membrane that grew between his crest spines. “You answered your own question there, love," she said, leaning forward to embrace his head and press her full lips against the sensitive, pebbly scales growing between his nostrils. “It's up to the conqueror to decide what happens to the defeated. Act the part, will you?"

The dragon released an excited trill at her sly wink, splaying onto his back, his neck curled in a crescent arc to regard her with a single eye. “What? Isn't that how defeated dragons are looking like?"

Alica's laughter echoed through the cave. “Not unless you want to be mistaken for an oversized puppy."

“Rrraff Rrraff!" Videri tried to imitate barking with meager success, adding to Alica's growing mirth. She collapsed onto her fours from the fit of laughter, slapping Videri's plates.

“Don't say it."

“Your tits are bouncing!" Videri happily exclaimed.

That did it. No longer interested in foreplay, Alica stepped out of her panties and crawled along the dragon's neck until she reached his head. Over there, she straddled him, pumping her hips forward and backward to feel his soft plates grind against her nethers. Though it wasn't quite comfortable, few women could claim to ride a dragon the way she did, and that lascivious thought enflamed her senses.

Leaning forward, Alica poured her body over her mate, allowing her breasts to find purchase upon his nostrils. Who knew that a dragon's warm exhales could stimulate her nipples in such wonderful ways?

Videri crooned lovingly, tongue darting out of his maw to travel along her belly in teasing circles. Meanwhile, Alica showered him with kisses from one cheek to the other, her lips traveling down his muzzle until they met Videri's oversized ones. The kiss she applied to them lasted thirty heartbeats. Alica should know, for she counted every single one of them as she stood there, face pressed against his mouth, their lips joined in utmost display of love.

Her arms encompassed Videri, her mate, her love, her everything, bare skin molding with scaled hide, feeding off the warmth he emitted in spite of his frigid appearance. Videri had always been more than he seemed, and Alica felt privileged to be the one to learn that firsthand. His rumbling purr stirred many a feeling within her breast, awoke many memories in her mind which Alica pushed aside, if only to remain focused on the embrace they shared.

Videri's paws alighted upon her back, stroking her gently, cradling her like a father would a hatchling, fragile and impressionable. At first, Alica wished to point this out to him, but the longer she took to do so, the less inclined she became. And so, she kept silent, all so that she could enjoy being the center of her mate's affection.

“Mhhhrrr, I could hold you like this forever," his hushed voice caressed her ears, as subtle as a dream. “Give me a reason to let you go."

“Pleasure," Alica said, stealing another kiss from him.

Videri nodded, his eyes cracking open. “I'm already in a state of deep fulfillment. What more do I need?"

Alica disentangled from his paws, shuffling along his neck on her fours, maintaining eye contact with him. Once she reached his chest, the woman planted her cheek against his heart, listening to its steady beats. Each thud brightened her smile, the vibrations transferring into her, crawling under her skin, racing to her own heart as if to connect the two being together.

It fascinated Alica, how a petite human like her could connect to a dragon like Videri on such deep level. The differences between them served not to separate them, but to enhance their bond. By running her hand along the frame of a wing, Alica felt the muscles tense, ready to carry her into the skies. Stroking the membrane of the wing caused the velvety surface to shudder, ready to engulf her in their protective embrace.

Further down his body stood his teal colored erection, the sheath forced all the way back before the demanding girth of his knot.

“Seems like we have to leave the hind paw and tail fondling for later," Alica said, flaunting her smirk to Videri, who smiled apologetically.

“I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry."

Alica didn't mind. Her heart already fluttered in her breast, its steady thrum bathing her in that warm, comforting glow that guided her towards Videri's maleness. She knelt before it, the member as long as her leg down to the knee, the knot almost as thick as her thigh in width. As a human, she could hardly fit that dragon-sized tool into herself, but the thinning top half, along with the glans tipping it, was definitely something she could work with.

Alica cupped the tip between her hands, kneading at it softly, slowly. Deep huffs of pleasure resounded behind her, the erect pole bobbing from the might of the throbs wracking it. Alica giggled at that, locking her knees around the base of the knot, both to hold it in place and to add blissful pressure around that most sensitive part of her mate.

“Hrrarrr, you…lovely….tease," Videri growled, powerless to stop his lips from twitching from the urge to snarl in pleasure.

“Just because I can't take it does not mean I am powerless to give it proper treatment."

True, pressing her knees against each bulbous sphere of rock-hard flesh was a far shot from what proper treatment implied, but Alica's creativity held no bounds. Once Videri kindly provided her with a few beads of precious precum, she smeared it over his shaft, insisting on his tip, much to the growly complaints of her charge.

“I'm getting…closer you know!"

From the way his sack tightened and his member throbbed, Alica deduced the same without requiring his input. To avoid pushing him past his edge too quick, she brought her lips upon his glans, running them along that fleshy spade, tasting the feral aroma of her lover upon the tip of her tongue. A drop of that nectar was enough to enkindle her lust, to cast a numbing veil over her senses that separated her logical side, along with its worries, from the exciting—and pleasurable—possibilities that awaited for her.

With weak, trembling arms, Alica pushed herself onto shaky, unsteady limbs. Every fiber of her being thrummed in preparation, and the reassuring slickness between her thighs guided her on top of Videri's member, his tip inches from her lips.

Alica guided him upon her, thrusting her hips against the side of his glans, allowing it to slide up and down along her femininity. The soft brushes, along with the gentle motions of their privates glancing off each other, provided Alica with warm, uplifting tingles of pleasure that swarmed through her limbs. The meaty spade crowning the tip of Videri's member might have looked intimidating at first glance, designed to stretch a dragoness and spear through her tightening tunnel, but the more she teased herself with it, the more manageable it seemed.

After taking a deep breath, Alica guided it inside her…

And then yelped in utter elation, eyes screwing shut from the sheer pressure Videri's glans applied upon her slick walls. Malleable as her canal was, taking a dragon was no easy fit, especially one who throbbed as hard as Videri did. Each spasm caused Alica to tense up, and every sudden spurt of precum threatened to push her over the edge faster than she deemed possible, his liquid warmth blissful to her sensitive flesh.

Her mate, insightful as ever, curled his tail inwards to provide Alica with something to hold onto for balance, her quivering legs close to useless in her position. Alica grabbed it by the scaled portion just below his crescent shaped tail tip, knuckles turning white from the strength of her grip.

“You're lucky I know you so well," Videri said, offering her a smug, satisfied grin.

Alica took a deep breath, her face flushed from the blood welled within her cheeks, her furrowed brow speckled with droplets of liquid effort. Mating Videri in this position, where she had to push herself into his waiting shaft, gave her the biggest satisfaction. It fell up to her to control the pace of the mating, to decide the moment of his release, and that empowered her like nothing else ever did.

“Mhhhmmmm," her barely audible moan wafted past her ruddy lips. Her tongue moistened them through a lustful lick, her bleary eyes watching her mate squirm while caught in the throes of pure pleasure. For such a big creature, he sure thrashed about, his unfurled wings buffeting the floor with subtle strokes, the toes of his hind paws fanning out, only to crumple in the next second when Alica took more of his shaft inside of her.

“You look as disheveled as you did during our first time," Alica teased, her breath as ragged as his.

“You certainly…kept me on edge…during the entire day."

“Awww, poor, horny thing," Alica drawled, lowering herself further onto his shaft. Videri gasped, and a louder moan fled Alica as his glans completely vanished inside of her with a wet plop. Her nethers molded around Videri's tip in a tight, snug embrace, irresistible for any male in her mate's position. A drawn-out warble graced Alica's ears, the melodious tune hinting at her love's faltering endurance.

She smiled to herself, happy that her body could arouse him to such extent. She was no dragoness, but the fluid motions of her hips descending upon Videri, followed by the sluggish pull during which his glans dragged along her canal, stimulated him just as well.

Confident with her knowledge on how to give her mate a good time, Alica switched her hold on his tail to a one-handed grip, employing the dexterity of her left hand for a visual spectacle that her mate would surely enjoy.

After snapping her fingers to rouse the moaning dragon from his blissful stupor, Alica slid her fingers over her chest, slithering towards a plump mound that she cupped to show its flexibility and fullness. Videri swallowed visibly at that, mesmerized by how she circled the button of erect, darker tinted skin, by how she squeezed it gently, by the guttural moan twining with his harsher, dissonant growl. She repeated the same motion with her other breast, her practiced motion coaxing Videri's tongue out of hiding. Oh, how she wished to feel his tongue upon her… only, this was not her moment, but theirs, and, in order to subdue Videri, she forced him deeper inside of her with a sudden thrust, chuckling at how her mate practically splayed along the floor. His paws clutched his muzzle, desperately trying to contain the roar clawing at his throat.

And still, on the verge of his climax, Videri still watched her in spite of the hisses and snarls wriggling their way out of him in unison with the ropes of precum he generously provided. Ready to bring the both of them together to a climactic ending, Alica sucked her fingers to moisten them and then reached for her engorged clit, the nub of flesh lonely and exposed to the mercy of her fingers. The mere touch of that bead of pure pleasure stole her breath away, her sensitivity already heightened by the girth of teal, hardened flesh embedded within her.

“Oooooh," she cried out as she began to stroke that very intimate part of her. In her mind's eye, she imagined Videri's tongue working her clit, twirling about it frantically, then flicking over it with hungry slurps. Her fingers followed the cue of her imagination, increasing the pace of her motions elaborately, until she matched the speed of her thrusts. Once she reached that point, there was no going back. In her rush to brace herself for her climax, Alica let go of her clit to hold Videri's tail so that she could drive herself in and out of him as fast as possible.

The thunderous growl of her mate rattled her very bones, the vibrations rushing through her chest fueling her perverse satisfaction of getting her dragon mate off through a neat combination of visual and physical means. Videri's balls turned taut, and his cock stiffened for the split second it took for seed to well at the base of his knot. Unable to hold it in, Videri broke loose inside Alica, his jet so rich, so strong it hurtled Alica past her peak and straight into a heaven of unbridled pleasure.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Alica roared over her mate's keening cry, her voice molding with his in pleasant harmony. A veil of twinkling stars shrouded her eyes, and every muscle in her body felt aflame with embers of raw, smoldering pleasure. Alica held her breath to savor this too intense feeling, fueled by the continuous spurts of hot, comforting dragon seed that pelted her cervix. Most of his essence leaked onto his member and down her thighs, blanketing his knot and her feet under a layer of viscous, briny semen.

As soon as her mate tapered off, Alica dismounted him, dropping onto her fours when her legs refused to hold her. She shuffled to his neck, smearing his belly plates with the product of their love.

“Try not to get it on your bedding of furs. It's difficult to wash off."

“The same cannot be said for you." Videri grabbed her in his paws, guiding her onto the membrane of a sprawled wing so that his tongue could worship her lithe body.

“I've seen you staring at my tongue," he said, pushing his muzzle forward so that she could kiss him.

Smug bastard.

Alica felt generous, however, so she gave him a long, heartfelt kiss, ending with a lick along his pebbly scales. “And you know the things I can do with my own tongue as well."

The dragon pulled back, chuckling. “Maybe next time. For now, I wish to thank you for your gifts in the only way I can."

Alica's words faltered, replaced by a sudden gasp as Videri slid his tongue into her, twirling it around, touching her sweetest, most intimate of spots. Her hands found purchase upon his horns, fingers curling around them salaciously.

“Oh yes…" Alica mumbled, her knees locked around her mate's muzzle. Slowly but surely, she began sinking into that ocean of calm, soothing pleasure, and this time, all she had to do was surrender herself to the whims of her mate.

THE END

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