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"Come on, Pe'tros," Kira teased as she wrapped her hand around his emerald-scaled cock, her thumb gently caressing the precum that beaded at the tip. "Just a little more and I'll stop, for now."

Pe'tros groaned, his eyes half-closed in pleasure and frustration. His body was rigid with tension as Kira's fingers moved along the length of his shaft. She had been at it for hours, bringing him to the brink of climax, only to pull back at the last second, watching his face contort with need.

Pe'tros swallowed hard, his eyes snapping open to meet Kira's gaze. Her emerald scales gleamed in the morning light that filtered through the shop's windows. In her other hand, she held a glass vial poised and ready to catch his precious liquid.

"I can't take much more of this," Pe'tros growled, his voice low and gruff. His body trembled as Kira's thumb traced the sensitive ridge beneath the head of his cock.

Kira's smirk grew wider. "Oh, you can," she assured him, her grip tightening around his shaft. "And you will." Her tail swished behind her in excitement from watching him squirm.

Green Dragon males were known for their potent healing fluids, and Pe'tros was no exception. Many healers and beauticians across the realms sought green dragon cum for its rejuvenating properties, making Kira and Pe'tros' little shop in the woods a lucrative venture.

However, it wasn't until Kira had the brilliant idea of bottling and selling his precum for its incredible skin benefits that their business truly thrived. Initially, Pe'tros used to cum freely and frequently, satisfying his natural urges without a second thought. But when Kira, ever the clever entrepreneur, pointed out that Pe'tros could only climax a few times a day, he could gush precum around the clock. It dawned on her that even though precum was worth less than green dragon cum, they could easily make up for it in volume.

Tourists and travellers often stopped by, eager to get their hands on the less potent but still highly effective dragon precum. Kira had become quite the expert at the delicate art of edging Pe'tros, ensuring they had a steady supply to meet the high demand. She knew just how to manipulate his cock to coax out the precious fluid without allowing him to orgasm.

During the winter months, the shop saw fewer visitors. The cold kept most folks indoors, and the scarcity of travellers meant that Pe'tros could ravage Kira as much as he liked, filling her with his thick, potent cum, on the condition that they saved enough of his sperm to last them through the busy seasons. That time of year was when Pe'tros could indulge his desires.

The dragon revelled in the freedom, taking Kira in every way imaginable, leaving her panting and satisfied each night.

But during summer, the dynamic shifted. Pe'tros knew that he was not allowed to orgasm, not even once, as the busy season approached and the demand for dragon precum would be at its peak. Kira, usually the submissive one in their relationship, reveled in this reversal of roles. Each day, she'd spend hours teasing him, her tail swishing in pleasure as she watched him fight the urge to grab her and fuck her until she couldn't walk straight.

The sun started peeking through the treetops, casting a warm glow over their cosy little shop in the woods. Despite the early hour, Pe'tros had already filled several vials with his precious fluid. Kira's strokes grew more urgent as she watched his body quiver with each touch. Precum gushed continuously from his cock, filling the vials in her hand one by one. Each vial was carefully corked and labelled with the day's date, guaranteeing freshness and potency.

The precum is indeed potent, and the freshness is key. That is why Kira meticulously labelled each vial with the day's date. The potency of the fluid began to wane after just a few weeks, unlike his sperm, which maintained its healing properties almost indefinitely. Sometimes, they would get eager customers willing to pay a premium to taste it straight from the source. Kira couldn't help but jest to Pe'tros that he's a lucky man, getting paid to have his dick sucked. The dragon had to nod in agreement, except for the times when a female customer got a bit too eager and almost made him cum.

"Alright," she said finally. "We've filled enough for now." She released Pe'tros with a final, lingering stroke, watching as the last drops fell into the final vial. She placed the cap on it, swirling the contents before setting it aside.

Pe'tros took a deep, shuddering breath, his cock still standing at attention, begging for the release that never came. Kira took the opportunity to inspect his heavy testicles from where she stood. They had swollen to an impressive size, their usual vibrant green colour now tinged with a hint of blue.

"You really worked me up good today, sweetheart," Pe'tros groaned, his cock pulsing with the need to release.

Kira chuckled lightly. "You've been such a good boy, keeping our stocks high," she cooed, her eyes travelled back up to Pe'tros's pained expression.

Pe'tros wiped the sweat from his brow, his breathing ragged. "I can't wait for the tourist season to end," he murmured. "When I can finally take you without holding back."

"Mmhmm," Kira confirmed with a nod. "But until then, we have to keep our customers happy. And that means no cumming for you." She leaned in and kissed him affectionately on the cheek, her hand reaching down to give his cock a gentle squeeze. The touch sent a shiver down Pe'tros's spine. Green dragon males are naturally lustful creatures, and the constant denial took its toll on him. But the promise of release in the winter was all that kept him going.

Kira walked over to the shelves lined with various herbs and tonics, her hips swaying in a way that made Pe'tros's cock ache even more. She placed the vials on the shelf, nestling them between bottles of glowing potions and jars filled with dried herbs.

"Now, we have about an hour before we open," she said, glancing at the sun climbing higher in the sky. "But first, I think I'll need a little pick-me-up." She sauntered back to Pe'tros, smiling playfully, as she eyed his hard cock. "How about a taste of your delicious precum, straight from the source?"

Without waiting for his response, she knelt before him, her tongue reaching out to lick the slick fluid from his still-engorged tip. Pe'tros moaned, his cock jumping in response to the sudden contact. Kira took the opportunity to wrap her lips around his cockhead, sucking gently and swirling her tongue around the sensitive area.

Pe'tros' eyes rolled back in his head as Kira took him into her mouth, savouring the taste of his potent precum. Her hands cupped his heavy testicles gently, rolling them in her palms as she took him deeper into her throat. His legs trembled, and he had to lean against the counter to keep himself upright.

Kira's thoughts were on his swollen orbs, marvelling at their size. They had grown significantly over the weeks of teasing, and she wondered if they'd reach the size of grapefruits by the time summer ended. The thought made her grin wickedly as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Pe'tros shuddered and fired several ropes of precum down Kira's eager throat, his cock pulsing with the effort of holding back his orgasm. Kira felt the warm fluid hit the back of her throat, swallowing greedily. It didn't take long before she felt the rush of energy course through her body.

"Fuck," Pe'tros groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as Kira's skilled mouth worked him.

"Keep your eyes on me," Kira mumbled with his cock still in her mouth, her grip on his balls tightening slightly.

Pe'tros opened his eyes with a grunt, meeting Kira's gaze as she reminded him who was currently in charge. Her grip on his testicles tightened, giving them a firm tug. His knees buckled slightly, and his eyes widened from the sudden pain.

"Ooof! Easy there, darling," Pe'tros gasped as Kira's grip tightened. She snickered around his cock and eased her grip, watching as his eyes grew more focused. With a smug smirk, she released his cock from her mouth with a wet pop.

"Remember, Pe'tros," Kira purred, her hands massaging his heavy balls. "You're not the one in charge right now."

Green dragon males might be sturdy and robust creatures, but their balls were their Achilles' heel. Kira had discovered early on in their relationship that a gentle but firm grip on Pe'tros' testicles had a way of gaining his attention like nothing else. It was a trick she used sparingly, but it always worked.

"Just be gentle with them," Pe'tros instructed, his voice strained as he felt the slight ache from Kira's earlier playful tug.

Kira's smirk grew slyer as she nodded in understanding. "Of course, darling," she said. "I know how sensitive you males can be about your precious jewels."

The truth was that green dragons had scales so strong they could withstand the impact of a charging boar or even a sword strike in a battle. But their testicles were a different matter altogether. The scales surrounding them were thinner and more vulnerable, starkly contrasting with the rest of their robust bodies.

Their invulnerability came from the constant production of the potent healing sperm within Pe'tros' testicles. While they were the source of his resilience, they were also his most vulnerable and sensitive spot. Even though they couldn't burst or rupture like a non-dragon's balls could, they still felt pain just as strongly as any other creature.

"It's just that I like my balls in one piece," Pe'tros grumbled, his voice tight with the effort of not climaxing. "And attached to my body."

"I promise to be careful," she giggled while kissing his blue balls reassuringly. "But right now, I need to fix this dull shine on my lower scales. See? They're not glowing like they should."

Kira turned around, her plump emerald ass jiggling slightly from her movement as she presented her back to Pe'tros. Her scales, though usually gleaming with a healthy sheen, had a dull patch just above her rump that she hadn't noticed until she passed a mirror earlier. "Look at this," she said, pointing to the area. "No shine at all. We can't have that, can we?"

Pe'tros couldn't help but stare. Her ass was a glorious sight to behold, perfectly rounded and begging to be touched. The way it jiggled with every little movement made his mouth water and his cock throb with need. Just the view of Kira's luscious backside was enough to make him spurt out another rope of precum, and he had to bite his lip to keep from cumming right there and then.

Kira usually slept with her bottom snug against Pe'tros' groin, her tail wrapped around his waist. But last night, his blue balls were aching something fierce, and her teasing had brought him dangerously close to the edge. So, Pe'tros had carefully unwrapped her tail from him and rolled away, giving his manhood some well-deserved rest. In doing so, however, he had deprived her backside of his natural lubricant, which was the cause of that dull spot this morning.

Kira noticed Pe'tros's hungry gaze and smirked, knowing full well what effect her backside had on him. "Why don't you lean against the wall over there," she suggested, pointing to the wooden wall behind their counter.

Pe'tros obeyed, his eyes never leaving Kira's as he leaned against the wall. She took a moment to appreciate the view of his muscular body, the way his abs tightened, and his cock bobbed with his breathing as he fought back the overwhelming urge to release.

With a knowing smile, she turned around and backed her plump ass against his groin. He let out a low whine as she began to move her hips back and forth.

He watched his dick slide between the cheeks of her firm ass, the precum gushing out onto her scales with each pass. "Gods above and below, Kira," he moaned, his eyes squeezed shut and fists clenching at his sides.

Kira laughed and quickened her pace, her scales rubbing against Pe'tros's leaking cock in a delicious, maddening friction that had him panting like a starving beast.

"I really appreciate you helping me, keeping my scales nice and shiny," Kira said with a playful wiggle of her hips. She felt Pe'tros fire another shot of precum onto her scales, the warmth of it spreading along her body and making her shiver with excitement.

"Kira," he groaned, his body trembling as she worked him. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing unbearable. "I can't take much more!"

Sensing his desperation, she knew she had to stop before she pushed him too far. Reluctantly, she pulled away from him, but not before she wiggled her ass one last time, sending another spurt of his precum across her scales.

"Alright," she said with a sigh, standing up and turning to face him. "Your sacrifice is appreciated."

Pe'tros leaned back against the counter, his cock still hard and begging for release. He watched as Kira started rubbing her backside, her scales shimmering with the fresh coat of his precum. The sight was almost too much to handle, and he had to clench his teeth to keep from spilling his seed when she brought her fingers to her lips, licking them clean of the excess precum.

"You are such a tease," he said, his voice strained with lust.

"You better believe it," Kira replied, her hands running down her body to spread the precum across her scales. She watched in the mirror as they regained their lustre, the dull patch vanishing under the slick sheen. The dragoness playfully smacked her ass, pleased with her reflection in the mirror. Pe'tros winced and quickly averted his gaze, his cock twitching with each smack she gave herself. "But if you really can't handle it," she suggested mischievously, "I can always kick you in the balls to help you calm down."

"No thanks," Pe'tros grunted, his hand shooting down to protect his testicles instinctively. "I'll manage."

Kira just chuckled while admiring her now gleaming scales in the mirror. "Well, the offer stands."

Pe'tros couldn't take it anymore. The sight of his precum on Kira's scales, her wicked smirk, the way she so blatantly flaunted her control over him, it all boiled over.

With a playful growl, he lunged at her, lifting her off her feet before slinging her over his shoulder. Kira let out a surprised squeal, her legs kicking in the air as she clung to his back.

"You know, Kira," he began, his voice deep and firm, "once the winter months come and the demand for our products decreases, I'll be reclaiming my place as the dominant one in this relationship." His hand came down on her ass with a playful slap that made her yelp.

Kira looked over her shoulder and grinned at Pe'tros. "Is that so?" she challenged, her voice light and playful.

Pe'tros smacked her ass again, this time a bit harder, making her wail louder than before. "You better believe it," he said with a smirk. "I've got some things planned that will make you squirm just as much as you made me."

Kira stifled a moan, biting her bottom lip as his hand came down hard on her plump rump again. Her scales quiver with the impact, sending waves of pleasure through her body. "I look forward to it!" she finally managed to say, her voice breathless and overflowing with excitement.