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The sun was nearly at its zenith when Sky opened his eyes slowly, blinking and getting used

to his bright surroundings. The hangar he slept in was reserved for flight dragons who

wanted to take a quick nap. The large floor was split into small rooms lined with pillows,

with just a little bit of light coming in through the windows up high. It seemed like he had

picked the wrong room, since all of the light seemed to have picked his as a good resting

spot as well. The soft satin pillows lit up and the rays gave his green and yellow scales a

golden coating.

He got up, stretched his four legs and yawned. He was not going to be able to sleep again in

the sun-bathed room, so he decided he would be better off catching some fresh air outside.

The dragon quietly walked down the middle hallway towards the exit, careful not to rouse

any of the sleeping. One of the rooms he passed by produced a rhythmic thumping

accompanied by a duet of muffled groans. Sky sniffed the air to check the pheromones, then

shook his head and continued on. He was glad the male dragons got along so well, but

sometimes it felt like he was the only straight dragon on the team, with no females in sight.

At least he enjoyed his job, and it paid quite well.

He stepped outside and took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh and salty air of the ocean with a

hint of coniferous forest. A large black dragon took off, beating his wings slowly and pulling

up two large vortices of dust in his wake. Sky admired the view of the swirling particles as

they swept over the airport. His gaze followed them until a gust of wind pulled them apart

over the mess hall. The dragon licked his lips, wondering if he should go in for a bite before

his next flight.

He scanned the other buildings as well. The actual airport with the gates, the medical bay,

the air traffic control tower. This was by far his favorite airport, surrounded by a forest and

close to the ocean. City airports were too crowded and lacked nature. He was not hungry, but

the mess hall contained the flight roster, so he decided to enter it to check his schedule.

A large buffet of assorted foods and dietary options stood in the middle of the hall, with dinner-style

seating available along the walls. Dogs, cats, and other antros ran around to refill it and

provide drinks upon request. Sky walked towards the large neon-adorned board, took a close

look, and groaned. His work hours were far too irregular, but it was part of the job. He

should go back to sleep, since his next flight was not in another twelve hours.

A spotted dragon walked in while he was on his way out. Apparently, the sun had caused a

rude awakening for him as well. It had something to do with the solar shading in the hangar.

The spotted dragon, Diëgo, glanced at the board and motioned towards Sky.

"You're up early as well, right? Which class are you?"

Sky took a green apple from the buffet and let his tail sway idly.

"Express class. And you?"

Diëgo looked at the fit dragon and nodded.

"I figured as much. I'm standard transport. My next flight is at dusk, but..."

Diëgo growls at an imaginary sun on the ceiling.

There were several classes of flight dragons. Standard transport was what most people took,

and most dragons fell under this class. Cargo and jumbo transport dragons had a far greater

capacity and could generate more lift. The express class was reserved for flights with high

priority. The capacity was usually slightly lower, but the flights would shave off many hours

or even days when it came to lengthy flights. Sky's lean physique allowed him bolt through

his namesake.

"Let's ask them to fix the blinds." Sky suggested.

They walked out and embarked on the quest to figure out who was responsible for the

lackluster lighting conditions when they heard a loud crash.

A white dragon dropped out of the sky and landed in a cloud of dust. Sky and the spotted

dragon rushed towards him, and a team of medics ran out of their building to provide aid.

The white dragon was unconscious. The temporary paint on his scales indicated he was on

his way to Maruwe on the other side of the ocean, and that he had taken off three hours ago.

Something was clearly amiss. The medics placed studs in the dragon's maw and walked in

with a cable, while a few other medics handed the end of the cable to Sky and Diëgo.

"Pull when I give the signal!" The wolf said. He raised his arm a few seconds later, then

made a pulling motion. "Pull!"

The two dragons pulled carefully, and a large metal capsule came out of the dragon's mouth.

The medics removed the studs while a few others opened the capsule. The distressed

passengers came out, shaken but unharmed.

A few minutes passed. The passengers were taken care off. Finally, the white dragon opened

his eyes again.

The medics examined him thoroughly and determined he was simply sleep deprived. His

passengers were already delayed before the flight started, and it had only gotten worse

because of this. One of the medics barked into his Walkie-Talkie, then looked at Sky.

"We've cleared your schedule. You'll do this flight, okay?"

Sky nodded. More staff walked on site. The passengers were guided into a new capsule. A

cat started painting black letters onto his side.

"Maruwe, as fast as possible. Got it?" The medic said. Sky nodded. He was up already and

did not want to wait half a day for his next flight.

"Good! Don't forget your passengers, and safe travels!" The medic shouted. The white

dragon walked towards the medical building.

"Good luck with the flight, Sky! I'll make them fix the windows. See you around!"

Sky faced the metal capsule. On the outside it was smooth and oval, with rings on the far

ends for emergency retrieval. It was really more like a giant pill. This was one of the

smallest formats, since there were currently only ten passengers. Jumbo capsules could fit

multiple hundreds, and they even had separate floors. It was the safest mode of mass

transport when it came to dragon flights.

He readied himself, relaxing slightly, and he opened his maw. He took the tip of the pill in

and raised his head, holding the capsule in his maw. The passengers all wore plenty of

seat belts and they had been instructed this would happen. He then let the capsule slide in.

His saliva lubricated the smooth exterior, minimizing the resistance as it slid down.

Sky felt minor discomfort when the tip reached his uvula. He swallowed slightly and

remained calm and relaxed. The capsule slid down further once more and pressed past the

upper esophageal sphincter, soon exiting his maw completely and entering his esophagus

without having touched his teeth a single time. It did not take long for the pill to slide down,

slide through the lower esophageal sphincter, and land safely in his stomach. He was ready.

He bent through his knees, spread his wings and let them catch the wind. With a powerful

beat of his wings, he took off. The air rushed around him and the airport became smaller and

smaller below him. Behind him, the forest expanded. In front of him, the ocean awaited. He

started flying forwards, still climbing until the small clouds were under him.

Once high enough, he started gliding. He would only have to beat his wings ever so often as

he soared through the sky, cleaving the air with his wings. He reached for his belly with a

paw, and gave it a rhythmic tap. The passengers were allowed to take off their seat belts at

this point, and the signal made them aware of this.

The skies were clear for the most part, but a crosswind was swelling over the course of

several hours. Sky adjusted his trajectory based on the position of the sun to make sure he

would not steer off course. He admired the view of the sunset over the clear ocean,

observing the beautiful serenity of the rippling light in the water.

The weather conditions worsened not much later. Sky did not trust the flashing clouds in the

distance and tapped his belly again, signaling everyone to buckle up. He diverted slightly to

avoid the towering clouds, only to realize it was a gigantic wall cloud rolling in from the

north. There was no way he would be able to avoid such a beast. He knew they contained

hail the size of oranges and generated extreme thunder. While thunder did not harm him, the

hail would not be pleasant to fly through, and the turbulence would be very unpleasant for

his passengers. Visibility would be close to zero, so he had no other option.

In what seemed a split second of decision making, the cloud had enveloped him. He was

surrounded by flashes and could feel the freezing, wet winds brush up against him from

every direction at once. There was no point in flying up: these clouds only stopped where the

air was thin and cold. He could only go down.

Sky started his descent, darting from side to side in order to avoid the massive frozen rocks

that were hurtling around inside of the cloud.

The world was pitch black under the cloud. He could make out a very wild sea with the

frequent flashes, and the intensity of the light left a bright after image in his eyes. He looked

into every direction and could only see intermittent flashes, clouds, and water. Stay calm, the

dragon told himself. Sky peered into the distance and saw what he was looking for: a spot

that refused to light up in the flashes. His strong wings tilted and he started diving fast,

gliding towards it in a steep descent.

When he got closer, he could make out vague shapes. It was indeed an island. He got closer

and started looking for a place to land when all hell broke loose. The island was small but

dense. Rocks stuck out of the water on one side, a lush canopy of trees covered most of the

land, and he could see small sandy beaches on the other side.

The hail balls he had been avoiding in the cloud decided now was the time to break free. The

tumultuous water became pocked as the ice broke the surface. Sky knew these rocks could

damage his wings, and he wanted to avoid this at all costs. He spotted a nearby beach large

enough to support a dragon, and landed quickly.

He relaxed, which was a clear display of his professionalism in this weather, and he slowly

worked up the metal capsule. As it went up his esophagus, he straightened his neck and

opened his maw. He was panting slightly as the capsule slid out, again without touching his

teeth.

Sky pulled on the capsule and opened it.

"Get out, quickly! We need to find cover in the forest." The dragon said, providing shelter

under his wings. His passengers were shocked when he suddenly opened the pod and

realized they were not at their destination once more. One of them, a mouse, seemed to have

really good eye-sight in the dark.

"I can see a cave up ahead!" She shouted. Sky followed the direction she pointed at and

started walking, making sure everyone could keep up under him.

"Hurry! We need to get off this bea—"

A deafening crackle and a blinding flash left everyone startled. Sky looked behind him at the

source of the noise. The metal capsule had been hit and the soft inner lining had caught fire,

providing a steady glow, and displaying the molten state of the metal on the outside. People

screamed and started running until Sky calmed them down and made them walk under his

wings again. He could feel someone hug his leg in fear.

"We are nearly there, I can see the cave as well now. We will be safe from the storm."

The cave was dry and there was enough room to house ten people and a dragon. Sky lay down

and looked outside, watching the hailstones impact the beach. The storm was going to last

for a while. He then retreated into the cave, told everyone to stand out of the way, and made

a small fire in the middle, using a pile of dried leaves. He looked around saw the mouse. The

dragon leaned down towards her.

"Thank you for finding this. What's your name?"

He could not make out her facial expression in the flickering light of the fire, but her

response sounded like she was blushing.

"Sandra. It was nothing... You kept us safe."

The dragon let out a contented purr.

"I'm glad you are all safe." He spoke up so everyone could hear. "We will leave once the

weather has cleared. Try to catch some sleep, I will do the same."

He lowered his wings slightly, allowing his passengers to use them as hammocks if they

wanted to.

After a while, someone tugged on his leg.

"Mister dragon?"

A young horse looked up at him.

"I'm hungry..."

An adult horse, most likely his father, rushed towards him and pulled his son away from the

dragon's leg.

"I'm so sorry, we should have taken care of him. It's just that... We left our food in there, and

it's probably gone. We haven't had anything in hours because of the delay, then the

emergency return, and now this..."

The horse's shoulders drooped.

Sky brushed past his scales, feeling which ones were loose, then plucked a paw full.

"Try these!"

He held his paw out to the young horse.

The horse sniffed the green scales curiously, then took one and nibbled on it.

"Apples!" He exclaimed, and he bounced up and down in excitement. He took a few more

and nibbled on them. Sky realized they might not be the only ones with this problem and

took some more scales.

"My scales are edible and taste like apples. I can pick some off for you if you are hungry. They were freshly cleaned by the rain storm."

None of the passengers passed up on his offer. It seemed like the need was quite high.

The skies cleared after a few more hours. The had clouds vanished, and Sky could see a

beautiful cover of stars instead.

"It's time to leave! Everyone, time to get up. I'll check the pod first."

Sky walked out of the cage after he made sure everyone was awake, and he walked out onto

the beach, looking at the molten metal cage. There was no way he was going to be able to

use this, and everything in it must have been burnt to a crisp. He returned to the cave.

"We are going to fly old school. Are you okay with that?"

The dragon looked around. The fire was still bright enough to see everyone. Someone had

stayed up to feed it.

"What other alternatives do we have? We can't wait here." Said a wolf.

Sky nodded.

"This is probably the easiest way. You get into my stomach again, and you hold on tight.

Don't worry, there is no risk, but it will be a bumpy ride."

The passengers murmured. One by one they agreed.

Sky lay his head down on the floor and opened his maw. The passengers crawled in. This

was easier than swallowing a metal pill. He could feel the wolf rest on the edge of his

tongue, and he swallowed carefully. He could feel the critter slide down, only to stop at his

stomach. The other passengers behaved just as properly. The mouse was last. He could feel

her squirm and writhe on the way down, though she seemed excited rather than scared.

He walked onto the beach and spread his wings again. The stars were bright enough to

navigate by. As he flew up, he oriented himself under them. Sky was extra careful to make

sure everyone would be safe inside of his stomach, and he climbed at a rather shallow angle.

The skies were clear for him this time.

The rest of the flight was event less. The sun was peeking over the edge of the horizon by the

time he saw the airport of Maruwe. He came in from a shallow angle, landed softly, and

opened his maw again. With a little bit of effort the passengers came up, one by one. They

were obviously tired and shaken from the whole ordeal, but otherwise fine. A giraffe from

flight control approached Sky.

"You're late, and you seem to have forgotten your capsule. How quaint."

She tapped her watch and shook her head. The shy mouse puffed up her chest slightly.

"He's saved us! We got stuck in a horrible storm. He provided shelter, and he gave us food

when we were starving. We lost our belongings though..."

The other travelers chimed in, praising Sky for his bravery and for his protection. Sky

blushed. The giraffe was flustered from embarrassment and seemed at a loss for words.

"My... You've been through all of that? We will compensate you for your lost items. As for

you..." She faced Sky. "You deserve a nap. I will discuss this with the board, but I think you

may get a bonus."

"A medal!" Someone shouted. The giraffe laughed.

"We'll see about that. Have a good rest first."

Sky went to the nearby hangar while the passengers were taken to the airport. The facilities in

this one were far more professional. The windows were blinded, and an owl with a ledger

pointed him towards the nearest vacant room fit for his size.

He made himself comfortable and lit a few candles along the walls, enjoying the flickering

flames while he pondered the events he went through. A few minutes later, someone

knocked on his door.

"Room service!"

He did not remember having ordered any. He unlocked the door and opened it nonetheless.

Sandra walked in, lugging along a large basket of green apples.

"Hello mister Sky, I've come to thank you personally!" She said cheerfully. Sky was caught

by surprise.

"How did you get in here?"

"I told them. News travels fast. Now, relax, lie down, it's my turn to feed you. I've asked in

the canteen, they said these are your favorite."

The girl dragged the basket with her until she was near his head, then she held up an apple.

"Now open wide!" She giggled as she fed him an apple, then another, like grapes. He could

smell the fresh apples, but there was something else in the air... Her excitement. There was

no mistaking it this time.

The mouse leaned against his throat as she fed him, feeling the apples go down, tracing his

chest, then down to his stomach. She continued with a mischievous smirk.

Sky blushed when he felt her paw rest between his legs.

"I wonder if this also tastes like apples." She said with a flirty smile.

Sandra caressed his loins and looked up at Sky, who smiled warmly. She straddled his lap and

felt between his legs, enjoying the warmth of his body while she teased his genital slit and

his internal balls. The mouse felt the tip peek out, and she wrapped a paw around it, sizing

Sky up.

"I'm afraid this is not going to fit anywhere." She said, leaning down to give the dragon's

flavorful scales a soft lick.

Sky nodded.

"Not currently, but I can change that." He said. The dragon concentrated to the point of

strain, and his size slowly diminished until he was on equal terms with mouse. This was not

his natural form and magic required a great deal of concentration to pull off, but he was able

to change his size if he needed to. Sandra, still straddling his lap, had a look of utter

amazement. She reached between Sky's legs and felt him up again.

"I'm still not sure that's going to fit, you know?" She said as her paw felt the tapered tip,

appending her statement with a wink.

"Oh yeah? Let's try!"

The dragon reached for Sandra's sides, holding her gently while his paws moved up and down

her form, caressing her smooth curves. His claws hooked under her lilac top as he pulled it

up, revealing a pair of perky breasts.

He cupped them in his paws and let his thumb-claws tease the areola. This elicited a soft

whimper of pleasure from Sandra, and her grip on his growing shaft strengthened. With

equal proficiency he took off the rest of her clothes. The scent of arousal grew stronger still,

and Sandra started grinding over his crotch scales while he continued to play with her

sensitive breasts.

Sandra's smooth tail coiled around Sky's shaft as it grew hard, and as she backed up against

it with her bubble butt she started grinding firmly, hotdogging the erect member. Sky

moaned but did not miss a beat, still caressing her chest with one paw while the other raked

her fur, slid down, and took to teasing her clitoris with two claws. He drew small circles

around her pleasure spot while she pressed more and more firmly against his length, clearly

into him.

"Lie down on your back, sexy." He whispered into her ear.

The mouse hopped off his back in one eager motion and lay down on her back, legs spread,

rubbing her clit fast while she eyed his body eagerly.

Sky got on all fours, then moved over her tail until his head was stuck between her legs. His

slick tongue darted out of his maw and probed her moist folds. Sandra wrapped her legs

around his head, keeping him in position while he went down on her, licking and teasing her

clit and her folds, feeling just how moist she was, and taking in her pheromones with each

inhale.

Her breathing grew erratic and her moans became even more high-pitched, until she finally

climaxed from the nice and deep oral treat Sky provided her.

"Oh gods!" She exclaimed as her short claws dug into the pillow cover. "Please Sky, fuck

me!" She begged the green dragon. The vice grip of her legs loosened, and he padded on

until his and her face were level. She gave him a playful kiss on the nose, tasting her own

essence.

The dragon thrust lightly, feeling the tip catch between her exposed labia. Sandra guided him

and he thrust again, slipping into her tight vagina. She was incredibly wet from the previous

round of teasing and stimulation, and she eagerly pulled him towards her in a hug. Sandra's

lips pressed onto his as Sky began to thrust faster, going deeper, exploring the warm

tightness she was so eager to share with him.

As he sped up, she leaned up and bit his shoulder lightly, muffling moans and secretly

enjoying his tasty scales. The dragon was less quiet about the pleasure he felt. As little jolts

of pleasure shot up his spine, he let out the occasional grunt, moan and pant, letting Sandra

hear how much he appreciated her body.

She clawed into his scales, holding on tightly and wrapping her legs around him once again.

The ridged texture on Sky's length proved to be too much for her, and she came a second

time. The dragon kept pounding at her request. Her muscles spasmed rhythmically around

his member as her orgasm coursed through her body, and she moaned blissfully.

Sky was getting close as well. Sandra was sufficiently relaxed and wet under him, so he

started working on getting his knot in. With each thrust he pushed her deeper into the

pillows. The mouse held on to his scales, begging to be tied, stretching more and more with

each push until the knot finally popped in. The dragon thrust a few more times, then let out a

roar and started shooting his seed deep into the mouse, filling her. The pair moaned in

unison as they orgasmed together.

The dragon panted and rolled onto his back, letting Sandra lay on his belly. They shared the

moment of intimacy without words, simply caressing each other until they both caught their

breath again.

"That was... Amazing." She said, listening to Sky's calmly beating heart.

Sky nodded.

"Yes you were! I should save you more often." The dragon quipped.

Sandra giggled and drew small circles on his scales.

"Or we can skip the heroics and just do this more often?" She said, tilting her head slightly.

Sky did not have to consider that offer for long.

The pair would meet up more often afterwords for private flights to romantic places and plenty of affection.