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"Brian, is Ashley in today?" asked Brian's boss. The balding, portly man held a stern expression as he leaned out of his office door. It seemed that, even though it was only Monday morning, something had him riled up.

Brian swallowed his coffee and glanced up at the clock. It was unusual for Ashley to run late; the anthro dragoness was usually so punctual. Sensing his boss's tone and having overheard about the possibility of layoffs, he nodded. "Good morning Max, I think I saw her this morning, but she was getting an early start on the audit. Want me to send her your way if I see her?" Brian lied but maintained his manager's gaze.

"Please do," Max said shortly and closed his door.

Taking a deep breath, Brian pulled out his phone and tapped on the small bubble that had Ashley's lavender-colored face. Tapping away a quick message before pressing send and waiting for a reply.

B: “Hey, are you coming in? Max wants to see you; he seems pissy."

A: “Of course he is… I'm coming; it just hasn't been my morning."

B: “I said you are here already but had already started on the audit."

A: “You are a lifesaver, I'll be there in 10."

Brian smiled and slipped his phone back into his pocket before standing up from his desk and approaching their manager's office. Tapping on the glass, he waited until Max invited him in before opening the door to lean in. “Hey, Ashley says she will be back in 15. I'm making a pot of coffee, want one?" He asked. Whatever their boss wanted to talk to Ashley about, it was probably better if he was in a good mood.

"All good, Brian, I've got one," Max said without looking up. "We need that server room audit done this week, so once I'm done with her, can you give her a hand?"

“Of course," Brian nodded. “I'll push back my other jobs; it shouldn't be too hard." With a nod, he closed his boss's door and headed to the break room.

After a moment's search of the company's dishwasher, he found the mug that the dragoness had claimed and set about making a fresh pot of coffee for the office. While the air-conditioning in the office seemed to hardly work, the server room would be quite cold for Ashley, and Brian hoped that the coffee would help keep her warm. While not strictly cold-blooded creatures, the anthro dragons did seem to prefer to live in warmer climates.

With a fresh coffee in each hand, Brian looked up at the clock as he returned to his desk. Ever since the IT company he worked for had taken over, things had not been going well. Between a creeping scope and a long list of archaic equipment that was poorly documented, Brian was discovering what it meant to be working for the lowest bidder.

As he sat down at his desk, he began adjusting details on his tickets to push them back a day as a flustered amethyst-colored dragon came crashing through the office door. Her white blouse contrasted against her black pencil skirt and the fine purple scales that covered her slender draconic body. Brian couldn't help but give a smirk as he watched her straighten her skirt and mouth a thank-you to him before quickly making her way toward the boss's office.

He watched as she tapped on the door with a painted talon before entering to meet her fate. Brian faced his monitors but tried to pay attention to the muffled voices inside the office. While the work was plenty and the pay mediocre, working with the bipedal dragoness made the days fly past. The way she always knew how far to push a prank or what to say when he was having a bad day made him feel like there was more of a connection than just work friends.

Unfortunately, her soft voice did not carry through the office walls, and Brian jolted as the door to their boss's office was suddenly flung open. The dragoness wore a frustrated look as she muttered profanities under her breath. Spotting Brian's sympathetic eyes, she just shook her head. “Server room audit?" She asked with a nod of her head to the door.

"Sure, let's get it done," Brian affirmed, securing his computer. Collecting two mugs, he stood up and extended one to Ashley.

"Thanks, Brian. I need this," Ashley expressed warmly, accepting the mug and grabbing a tablet from her desk.

Exiting their cubicles and making their way to the server room, Brian sensed that something was troubling Ashley. Normally exuding confidence, today she seemed to be avoiding eye contact with others in the office. Brian furrowed his brow as he noticed their CEO, Cerath, poking his red draconic head out of his office, glancing around before Ashley swiftly unlocked the server room door and ushered Brian inside.

"Is everything okay, Ash?" Brian inquired, nearly being pushed aside as Ashley hurriedly closed the door behind them.

The dragoness gave him a peculiar look before smiling. "You don't know, do you?"

"Know what?" Brian asked, puzzled.

"Never mind, it's nothing," she lied, taking a sip of her coffee. "Thanks, Brian, for covering for me this morning."

"All good. Was there a headwind?" Brian queried, glancing at the neatly folded pair of wings against her back. He knew she only took the bus in inclement weather but was rarely late when she flew to work.

Ashley shook her head and chuckled. "Not exactly. Let's get on with this. I'll take the top, and you can handle the bottom," she suggested, unlocking her tablet and surveying the rows of equipment, once neatly cable-managed in the racks. Unfortunately, over the years, much of the equipment was never removed, and the new gear was installed wherever there was space.

Brian nodded and retrieved his phone. "Do you want a jacket?" he asked, gesturing toward a collection of inexpensive jackets hanging from hooks on the wall. Aware that the servers needed to be kept cold, he considered that the dragoness would likely feel the chill more than he would.

"Thanks, but I'm good. It's helping actually," she replied, glancing over at him and smiling when he frowned. "You really can't tell, can you?"

"Tell what?" Brian inquired, scanning her up and down in an attempt to discern what was different about her.

"Oh, never mind," she dismissed him with a wave of her clawed hand. "I appreciate it."

"You're welcome?" Brian chuckled, crouching down to read off the asset details from the servers' batteries nestled at the bottom of the stacks.

As they worked, the pair had to shift boxes of old cables and modules left behind by previous contractors. Surveying the rows of racks and shelves, they both acknowledged they were going to spend the entire day there. The room had seemingly become a dumping ground for anything related to "IT," including a rather battered-looking photocopier tucked away in the far corner.

"Hey, is this an 'I' or a 'one'?" Ashley asked, rubbing a finger across an asset number to dislodge some dust for better visibility.

Brian finished recording where he was up to before standing up and walking over to her. The tall dragoness was leaning over a stack of boxes, forcing Brian to squeeze between her and the humming network gear to get a better view. "Ah… that's gotta be a one… I think," he said, attempting to examine it closely before losing his balance.

With lightning-fast reflexes, Ashley grabbed his arm to prevent him from falling and kept him steady. "I got ya!"

"Don't tell OSHA," he chuckled, stepping back. His gaze shifted to her hand still on his shoulder. "I'm good."

"Oh, of course. Sorry," Ashley apologized hastily, retracting her hand as her purple scales seemed to darken on her cheeks.

"You are really warm," Brian mused, giving her a weak smile.

"Well, they don't call it heat for nothing," she chuckled, smiling as his eyes widened. "Wow, you really cannot smell it, can you?" she teased.

"Um, no," Brian was aware that dragons went through a receptive period, but due to incompatibility between their species, he had not paid much attention during biology. "Wait, why are you here? I thought ladies kinda took those days off or something."

"Well, that's what I wanted to do!" Ashley exclaimed, "but noooo, Max said it's 'all hands on deck' and 'it's not sick leave worthy' for fuck's sake."

"Wait, so was that why you were late?"

"Yup! I emailed Max last night asking for the time off, but he didn't deny it until just before today's shift. Said I should have given him more notice."

"That's crap. Are you feeling okay?"

Ashley looked at him and shrugged, "I'll be fine. I would rather be at home watching romcoms, eating chocolate, and feeling sorry for myself. But I guess hiding in here isn't too bad."

Brian nodded, and when she turned back to continue the audit, he did so too. He tried to subtly smell the air for any hints of what her heat smelled like but couldn't detect anything but dusty electronics and sterile air conditioning.

Racking his brain, he tried to remember what he had been taught in school for anything that might comfort her. He knew that anthros often went through this phase but had never worked so close to one going through their cycle. Stealing a glance at the dragoness, he found himself confused; the countless videos he had seen online painted a very different picture of the composed dragoness.

Looking down at her tablet, she tried not to smile. In the corner of her eye, she could see the man glancing over to her every so often, his curiosity clearly getting the best of him. If she was working with another dragon, she would probably be fending him off, but the way he kept looking at her with a look of concern almost made her feel cared for, wanted even.

Looking up at the next piece of equipment in the rack, she smirked as he opened his mouth to ask a question before quickly closing it and focusing on his work.

"It's not like what's portrayed in porn," Ashley mused while holding a finger on an asset tag and recording the details on the tablet balanced on her knee. "My heat. It doesn't make me turn into a begging bitch who simply must have a cock." Turning her head, her smile grew as she saw him blushing wildly.

“What? That's not what… I mean, I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his voice as unconvincing as his stunned expression.

“Oh, don't give me that look. You know the ones. The delivery driver comes along, needy 'ness in heat, simply lost her purse, but craves the meat lovers. It's okay, it's like the biggest trope."

“What is it like then?" Brian asked with a nervous chuckle. “If you don't mind me asking."

Ashley cocked her head from side to side as she thought for a moment. “You know when you find your favorite shirt that you haven't worn for a while. It fits fine when you are at home, but then it seems tight or itchy once you leave the house?" She asked and waited for him to nod. “It's kinda like that. Nothing is 'wrong' per se, but it's not right either. But also imagine everyone is looking at you funny, again, sort of like your shirt is on wrong or something. But you can't do anything to fix it."

“That seems… frustrating-"

“Yup! And it's like that for a week." Ashley interrupted. “Oh, and bonus points, the males kinda go a bit loopy around you too."

“Right…" Brian remarked, “So, what does your boyfriend do during this time?" he asked and blushed when she looked at him with a knowing grin, his veiled attempts at finding out more about her private life quickly being discovered.

“Oh, I don't have a drake in my life." Ashley said with a hint of sadness. “Maybe one day. But I really don't like bars, and the whole dating app thing seems a bit… forced, you know what I mean?" She asked and turned back to her work.

“Oh, I get you. It almost feels like ordering stuff online." Brian mused.

“Totally!" Ashley laughed. “I tried it for a bit, but the amount of bots was pretty horrendous."

“Yeah, they are out there." Brian chuckled and continued ticking off the gear. “Let me know if there is anything you need with your… situation." Brian added, blushing profusely as he found himself unable to say heat.

"Thanks, I think I'm good. The aircon here really helps. I just really didn't like the idea of walking around the whole office; some people might think I'm... advertising."

"Of course. Well, I think we have our work cut out for us here," Brian mused while looking down the full racks.

Ashley nodded and smiled, grateful for his consideration. As she resumed documenting the details of the equipment, she couldn't stop her mind from drifting towards her workmate. They had been working together for many months, and he had always been polite and friendly. However, her parents had been pressuring her to find a suitable mate and maybe have some eggs, like her older sister.

She hummed as she worked, her mind drifting to thoughts she had never considered. Brian was a nice guy, but she knew her body was too hot for human sperm to survive. Despite many cross-species couples trying, it had never been reported that an egg had been laid with mixed DNA.

Her eyes widened at the thoughts that ran through her mind, and she took a deep breath to try and ground herself. Looking over at Brian, she was relieved to see that he was busy with his work. His human hands unlatching a rail-mounted server and giving it a tug to access the details underneath.

Brian tugged hard on the handles and frowned, looking over the mechanisms to see if there was a lock that he needed to disengage. "Hey, can I have a hand with this?" he asked. "The piece of shit seems to be jammed, and of course, they write the details on the underside…"

Ashley swallowed, her heart beating a bit faster as she stepped closer to Brian. Placing the tablet down on a box, she used two hands on one handle while he did the same on the other.

Together with a hard shove, the mechanism let out a snap, and Ashley quickly had to step closer to support the server as the rails failed. "I got it!" she said, shifting so that she was supporting the weight of the heavy gear on her strong shoulders.

"You sure?" Brian asked and quickly looked under the server when she nodded. "Ah… hold on," he said while opening the camera on his phone. He could see Ashley's tail shaking as she strained with the weight and moved closer to her to help. His side pressed against hers as he hurriedly aimed his phone at the asset label. With a satisfying click, his phone captured the details, and he helped her shove the server back into position.

Gasping for breath, Ashley took a step back. Just the pressure of his side against hers triggered a hormonal response that took her to places she didn't expect.

"Are you okay?" Brian inquired, concern etched on his face.

Ashley waved him off dismissively with a hand and surveyed the server room. "That was heavier than I expected," she admitted, somewhat truthfully. Noticing the large, old photocopier in the corner, she made her way to it and perched on top. The printer creaked softly under her hollow bones and light weight.

"Do you want to take a break? Get some fresh air?" Brian suggested.

"No, I'm good. I just need a moment. The AC is good here," she replied, looping a digit under the collar of her blouse to adjust the white top. "Sorry, I don't want to go out there if I can help it."

Brian nodded in understanding. "What can I do to help?" he asked, frowning when she shook her head. His eyes drifted down as she undid one of the top buttons of her blouse. "Or did you want me to leave?" he said softly. He knew dragons didn't have breasts like mammals did, but her large wing muscles wrapped around her pectoral region, giving her a somewhat busty appearance under a shirt.

Ashley giggled when she noticed his eyes on her chest and shook her head. "No, don't go. Sorry, I just got a little flustered. I just need a minute."

"Right," Brian said, swallowing before turning around to focus on the work ahead. "Just relax, and I'll take care of everything," he assured her with genuine sincerity, unaware of the effect his words had on the dragoness.

His kind words stirred thoughts inside her, making her cheeks darken. Her mind grappled with the relief she felt, held back only by the guilt of what might happen if he said no.

Her eyes slowly scanned his clothed body as he continued to work. He was always so sweet to her, and she knew that if he were a drake, they would probably be together by now. A single question lingered in her mind, the only thing holding her back: would he be interested in her?

She blinked as she realized her gaze had become focused on his belt line. One of her own hands pressed against her thigh as it drifted back and forth on her pleated skirt.

"Hey, Brian..." she said softly, unsure of the right words to say.

"Mmm?" he replied, turning just his head to look at her sitting on the photocopier.

"Sorry, never mind," she said quickly, her cheeks blushing profusely.

"Are you sure there isn't anything I can do?" he asked. He could tell her body was tormenting her, despite her comments about how porn poorly portrayed her situation.

Ashley chuckled and tilted her head from side to side. "Well, there is one thing," she said under her breath and looked towards the ceiling. "Um, feel free to say no. But like, did you... want to?" she asked with trepidation in her voice.

Brian's eyes widened as her legs spread slightly, and he stood up straight. "What?" he exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, sorry... Never mind," she said and looked away.

"Is it that bad?" Brian asked, his gaze trying to hold hers as she turned to him. "Do you want to head home? And I'll say you were here with me?" he asked.

"Um..." Ashley said softly. "No, it's just, we are all alone in here..." she mused, her heart beating faster as she saw the realization in his eyes. "It could be something casual..."

Brian's mouth went dry, but he felt his pants tighten at the prospect. "I, um... sorry, it's just-"

"Oh! Sorry, of course!" Ashley interrupted, "sorry, I wasn't sure if you were into anthros or not. Please forget I said anything," she added hastily.

"Oh, no! It's not that. You are beautiful, it's just..." he said nervously, his words drifting off as he tried to find his courage.

"It's just what?" Ashley asked, seeing vulnerability in his eyes.

"It's just, I've never really done... that," he said, his voice only just audible over the AC.

Ashley's eyes widened at his words before quickly giving him a warm smile. "Hey, sorry. If you are keeping yourself for someone special-"

"No, it's just... things never really lined up," Brian said quickly, his voice wavering softly.

Ashley nodded in understanding. "Well, did you... want to?" She asked while watching him fidget with his hands. "It's not like you can get me pregnant."

A weak smile flicked across Brian's face as he looked into her eyes. "I, um... yeah?" He said, his confidence slowly building. "Are you sure? This isn't just the heat talking, is it?"

"Brian, I'm sure," she said warmly, spreading her legs slightly as an invitation. The fact that he was eager to ensure she wanted this made her smile broaden. "Please, I promise it's not just the heat. But, it's helping," she added softly as he stepped closer. Glancing down, she could see the front of his work pants tenting as his shaft hardened, her mind imagining how good it will feel to have him plunge into her.

As he took another step forwards, she reached out to hold his hands. Her grip was soft and tender as she guided him to hold her thighs, his breath hitching as he felt her warmth through the thin skirt she wore.

"You're really hot," Brian remarked and looked into her eyes. "I mean, not just hot-hot. I mean beautiful," he stuttered and chuckled when she grinned. "How did you want to... do this?"

Ashley guided his hands up her thighs and around her waist. "I was thinking right here, on this printer," she whispered, her nimble fingers undoing the zipper on the side of her skirt before tucking it back to reveal her drenched panties to Brian.

His jaw dropped as he saw the wet discoloration in the lacy fabric before he quickly looked back up into her eyes, much to her amusement.

"It's okay, Brian, you can look," she whispered, leaning forwards so her warm breath tickled his ears. "You're going to be inside it in a moment anyway," she added and grinned as he tensed.

"I just wasn't expecting lacy... nevermind," he said with a smile.

Ashley giggled softly. "It's silly, I wanted to feel pretty."

"You are pretty," Brian replied quickly, which made her heart soar.

Returning her hands to his, she gave him a nod of permission and slowly guided his hands down her scaled waist towards their panties, helping him drag them down her slender legs. His heart pounded in his chest as he placed them on the ground and looked back to see her wetness in all its glory. The tight, vertically slit entrance glistened under the fluorescent lights with her slick arousal. The lips of her labia were plump and eager, parted only slightly as her hand absentmindedly traced her puffy mound to reveal a hint of pink inside.

Brian swallowed, his words failing him. He had seen his fair share of dragon anatomy on the internet, but now, face to face with the real thing, he couldn't help but take in the details. His shaft begged to be set free from the confines of his pants as he stood closer to her; he could feel his pre-soaking his boxers as he fumbled to undo his belt.

He felt giddy as her hands found their way to his arms. Hurriedly, he pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his hard length that sprang to attention. She shuffled on the printer to adjust the angle of her hips and pulled him closer, her warmth infecting him as he found himself looking down between them.

He grabbed his cock in one hand and guided it to her soaking lips as she pulled him even closer. Pressing his blunt tip to her soft folds, he let out a groan of pleasure. Pressing in, he felt her envelope his length for the first time and found his eyes closed in bliss. Her warmth, her tight wet walls, and the noises of bliss from her made him shudder. “Fuck," he gasped as she pulled him even closer, plunging his untested cock into her depths.

“Gods!" she gasped, her voice soft and desperate as her body finally received the filling sensation she craved.

He stayed hilted inside her and gasped for breath; she was so much warmer than he expected, her fertile body a furnace of lust as he stayed buried. “This—this is good," he murmured, much to her amusement.

“We are just getting started," she giggled while tracing a scaled paw down his back.

Brian nodded and pulled back slightly, her walls clenching and quivering on his length as if begging for him not to leave before he thrust back in with a gasp. “You are so wet, gods! So fucking good," he groaned as he withdrew again and started thrusting in an unrefined rhythm.

Ashley threw her head back as she felt his shaft driving into her needy depths again and again. Her breath taken away as her body shuddered and quivered in pleasure. Ashley held him close arms, the noises he made and the scent of sex made her pleasure build and build. Hooking her long legs around his buttocks, she helped him find a consistent rhythm, squeezing him with her thighs to bring his body in tune with hers.

Every thrust of his blunt tip through her velvety folds made her cry out in bliss. Her subconscious knew that he could release at any moment, flooding her with his seed. Opening her eyes, she looked down at him and saw him biting his lip. His attempts at prolonging their session delighted her; the way he focused on a sensitive area when he felt her clench or shudder made Ashley's climax start to build faster and faster.

“Brian, yes, don't stop! Please don't stop," she whimpered in need as she felt him speed up.

The sounds of their bodies coming together echoed in the cool server room. The printer beneath them creaked in time with his thrusts as he continued to penetrate her deeply.

He tried to convey that he was close, but his words were incoherent and desperate. Her eyes widened as she felt him start to thrust at an unsustainable speed. Understanding his plight, she held on with her arms and legs, encouraging him to fulfill her desires properly. “Yes, yes! YES!" she wailed, her head tilted to the ceiling. The feeling of his hard cock about to unload inside her made her weak in the knees.

Leaning forward more, he shifted his weight and ran his cock against even more sensitive areas of her unprotected tunnel, feeling his climax threaten to overcome him. “I-I'm-"

“Fuck me!" Ashley screamed, tensing as she felt the first jet of seed shoot into her depths. Her orgasm rocketed through her body as it was finally given the seed it so desperately needed.

Brian groaned loudly as his balls tightened, and his length throbbed inside her. Every rope of his cum splashed inside her exposed, fertile vagina as he continued to unload his pent-up seed within her.

Her scaled paws found their way to the back of his head, holding him close against his chest as he continued to give half-hearted humps into her climaxing body. Her tender walls quivered and shuddered around him, trying to draw every drop of his seed from his human balls.

Breathless, he looked up and smiled when he saw the look of bliss on her face. Her mouth open in a desperate pant as she felt him begin to slowly soften inside her. His gaze lingered on her beautiful scales and how the light caught them; he swallowed and blinked as he found himself longing to stroke his hand across her cheek like a lover. Blinking, he remembered her words about keeping it casual and began to lean back.

Reluctantly, Ashley unwrapped her legs from behind his bum and smiled weakly when he withdrew from her. “Well, thanks," she murmured softly.

“No, thank you," Brian said quickly and began pulling his pants up after passing her panties to her. Collecting his tablet, he chuckled. “I wasn't expecting to check that off the list."

Ashley giggled and swatted his shoulder playfully with a scaled paw. “Thanks, though. I needed that." She admitted and began zipping up her skirt.

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The next morning, Brian found himself at his desk, staring off into the distance as his boss poked his head around the corner of his office door. “Brian! How are you going with that audit?" barked his boss, Max.

Shaking his head as he was snapped out of his daydream, Brian tried to compose his thoughts. “Um, sorry. Yes, I was waiting for Ashley to arrive, then we'd get on it. We should be done by the end of the week."

Max shook his head, “Ashley has called in sick, so it's just you. Get on it," he said bluntly and returned to his office.

Frowning, Brian picked up his tablet and phone and began making his way to the server room. Swiping his phone unlocked, he began tapping away a message to Ashley.

B: “Hey, Max said you aren't feeling well. Are you okay?"

There was a long pause before she began typing, the three little dots bouncing before disappearing. He felt a knot build in his stomach at the thought of having done something wrong and quickly sent a follow-up message.

B: “Did I do something wrong?"

Further typing ensued before a picture came through. It took Brian a moment to realize what it was but was left even more confused as he realized it was a gravid test showing positive.

A: “we need to talk"A: “We need to talk."