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The cave was cold and damp. Ivy’s fingers were wet. She realized with a jolt of embarrassment, that she had removed her pants. Now that she had moved out of her parents cave in Valor, she slept in clothes, and sometimes she kicked them off in her sleep. Twice, she had woken up half naked in bed with Leaf, and one of those times, she had woken him to make use of the situation, but this time, she had been dreaming about the golden dragon, and Leaf wasn’t around anyway. Neither was the golden dragon, she had left earlier that day and hadn’t returned.
Wren would have totally known what she was doing, but Ivy still couldn’t speak dragon, so she was just waiting for her to return. Leaf had gone to Valor get Violet and Foxglove, or whoever wanted to come, and he would be back any day now.
Ivy was sleeping in the cave next to hers, a much bigger cave, with a couple other dragons sleeping in it. There was a black one she couldn’t see in the dark, but assumed she was still over there, and then sleeping right next to Ivy’s bedding, was a gentle bright-colored dragon with their tail hanging out of the hammock.
Ivy’s blanket made a quiet scrape as she turned over, and the hammock suddenly jostled, and the purple and yellow dragon’s head popped over the side and rested on the weaved ropes. The eyes stared at Ivy and blinked.
“Hi,” Ivy whispered as she sat up. The head disappeared, the hammock swung and flopped a bit, and the dragon hopped out, landing gracefully on the floor, and arched their back in a stretch, tail curling up, and spasming into a coil overhead. The dragon let out a groan, and Ivy heard their back crack, surprisingly loud. They then sat back on their tail, looking at her, calm and serene.
I guess we’re both not sleeping, she thought, might as well connect.
She stood up, letting the blanket fall off her, and tried to ignore her self-conscious feelings about being half-naked… dragons never wore anything, after all.
The dragon’s eyes had a familiar look to them, or perhaps Ivy simply saw, and understood that the dragon had essentially a human personality. She’d had that impression already, but after her romp on the mountaintop with the golden dragon, she felt very sure that they were basically big scaly winged humans. At least that was what she’d told herself, to feel more normal for basically having a big fat crush on one of them.
The dragon watched very still and calmly as Ivy walked up to her, and laid her hand on her snout. The nostrils flared and lightly snorted out a breath.
“Hey there, friend,” she said, wishing she knew their name. Ivy shifted uneasily, feeling a bit… needy. She wanted to snuggle with this dragon, but she needed to do a little self care first, or she’d never get back to sleep. “I wish our golden friend was here,” she said, running her hand up and down the top of the snout.
Running her eyes down the huge yellow and purple body though, Ivy noticed that this dragon seemed to have their own needs; the set of wide flat scales underneath, where legs and tail met body were oddly flared, like something inside was pushing them outward, but she didn’t see anything sticking out. The dragon shifted, shrinking in a bit, and Ivy realized they had caught her looking.
She shrugged. “You’re female. Me too,” she said, “and it looks like we might have a similar problem.”
Ivy was pretty sure she knew what would fix both of them. Am I crazy? she wondered, what if this dragon isn’t into that, what if the golden dragon is special that way? The sensation between her legs drove her onward, though, and she took a deep breath.
The dragon was staring at the floor, and Ivy pulled her snout up to her lips, kissed the tip, and backed away a bit, then ran her tongue over her lips. The dragon tipped her head, and opened her mouth slightly. Her tongue slid out, shockingly long, and Ivy looked, eyes wide, as it danced like a snake in front of her. Like a two headed snake, she noted, a two headed snake with…the perfect girth. Without really thinking, she leaned forward, locked eyes awkwardly with the dragon, and gave the tongue a kiss, too.
The dragon backed away slightly, and tilted her head, but then the tongue came out even farther to cover the distance, and it slapped wetly against the side of Ivy’s face. The dragon’s breath smelled like raisins mixed with mangoes. Ivy shrugged, turned her head and took the tongue into her mouth, and closed her lips gently around it. The muscular appendage writhed and wriggled as she sucked on it. She blossomed with brilliant colors as she met her eyes, and there seemed to be no doubt at all. They were doing this.
The tongue came out to its full length, and it tugged and popped out of her mouth as the much larger creature rolled onto her back, and talons gently came under Ivy’s arms and lifted her onto the base of the tail, right between her legs. Ivy squeezed her legs together to keep herself there, and her lips felt the smooth warm scales under her.
Ivy’s heart pounded in her chest as they worked in tandem to slide the tongue in and out of her mouth, almost making her gag. She tried clumsily to remove her robe, and when she got stuck, she felt a hand behind her helping remove it.
She got spooked then, thinking it was Leaf, that sure would be awkward. They had decided they weren’t exclusive, but she hadn’t ever told anyone about what had happened with the golden dragon, and she wasn’t sure how he would feel about this.
Ivy whipped her head around, pulling the tongue with her, and saw that it was the dragon’s tail, which she now realized had a soft pincer tip that could grasp gently.
The tail shoved her cheek back toward the head in front of her, and the tongue shoved itself in further, finally making Ivy gag. ‘I’m over here, in front of you,’ the huge, beautiful green eyes seemed to tell her, but in a playful way. The tail got her robe off, so Ivy was completely naked now, and she giggled around the tongue as she watched the tail carry the robe by the collar and set it onto the floor, just like a human arm would. Then, she leaned forward and lay her forehead between their big, beautiful eyes.
They locked eyes as best they could at this distance, and Ivy felt the lust they shared, awkwardly mixed with some feelings of shame, and especially for Ivy, fear. This dragon clearly wouldn’t want to hurt her, but she was huge, and if they were about to do all the things Ivy was thinking about, well, it might get… dangerous for her. Lust overcame her fear though, and Ivy let her hands explore the smooth scales below her. Sure enough, there was still a significant gap between two of them, and her fingers found their way under the lip. She slid her fingers apart to the side and then in toward the middle again, as the dragon let out a low soft growl… or was it a groan? It was hard to tell by the sound, but the eyes told her to keep going.
After half a minute, the slit had popped open, and she backed her head away from the dragon’s face to look down. There were a couple of lumps, almost like a tiny pair of breasts, each complete with sharp-looking nub like little nipples, and as she saw when she leaned back further, an exposed hole further down, that branched immediately into two separate channels running into the dragon’s lower abdomen.
Ivy squeezed her legs to tighten her grip on the tail, and her hands each took one of the lumps, which she was guessing were her clits, from what she had observed with the golden dragon. She wrapped each one with a hand and gave them both a gentle squeeze. Her friend drew in a shuddering gasp, and the tongue pulled out of Ivy’s mouth with a pop. It thwacked around the dragon’s muzzle as it was pulled in suddenly, and a long, whimpering sigh came out, as Ivy’s hands did their magic.
They kept their eyes locked, and the dragon was blinking, her eyes getting wider and wider each time. Finally they closed tight, and Ivy felt the huge muscles in the legs on either side of her tense, relax, and tense again.
“Wait,” she told her, as if she could understand, “settle down, let’s make this last a bit.” Ivy released her grip, and lifted her snout up to her mouth.
“You are making me so hot,” Ivy growled, and the green eyes stared intently as Ivy kissed her lips. She ran her hands down the smooth scales of the neck, and felt the muscles of the throat shifting.
“Growl groarf rawrble,” they said, and Ivy felt the tip of the dragon’s tail as it left a tingly cascade down her spine. It slid down into Ivy’s crack, and she let out a small moan as the scales grazed her lips. The tail fed itself under her and jabbed her bellybutton, then snaked its way back and forth over her chest, and poked her on the soft spot under the chin. All the while, she stared deep into Ivy’s eyes. The tail tip slapped lightly on Ivy’s nose, and quickly slid down over her chin, pulling open her lower lip, and then letting it flap shut.
Surprised, Ivy leaned her head back away, opened her mouth to give the dragon a playfully indignant glare, and reached her hand up to flip her lip in retaliation. Before she had a chance though, the tail tip was suddenly in her mouth, muffling her yelp of surprise. Ivy allowed the invader in, and then sucked on it with a shrug. It was soft and muscular, and a bit stronger than the tongue.
It didn’t stay, however, it pulled out and wrapped it around Ivy’s right breast, and tightened gently. Ivy was about to try flipping the dragon’s lip again, but the tongue shot out to give her nipple a curious lick, and she let out another soft moan instead. She held the head in front of her, nuzzling the snout, feeling the smooth scales of her face against Ivy’s lips as she planted kisses on it.
The tail uncoiled itself, releasing her, and slowly slid down her belly, over her patch of hair, and started poking around, sending out burning waves of anticipation that made Ivy moan with lust. She reached down with her hand and spread herself, getting her fingers wet, and then slid them over herself again. She grabbed the wiggly tail and pressed the tip of it into her. Just a little bit at first, and Ivy returned her focus to the dragon face in front of her. She felt a little bit of pressure, and gave the dragon an exaggerated nod.
“Yesss,” Ivy hissed, and she felt more pressure as the tail pushed its way deep into her. “Yehhhheah” she groaned, as she began panting. From the feel of it in her mouth, she’d known the ribbed, soft-scaled tail would feel good, but not this good. After a minute, she reached down to grab the dragon’s clits and resume the massage, when the thickly muscled tongue slipped down between her arms, and began to slide back and forth in front of the penetrating tail. “Moons… above,” Ivy panted, “you’re good…” Ivy felt her point of no return as she cried, “really good,” and the dragon growled in response, vibrating her whole body.
Ivy’s legs gripped tighter and she moved her hands to push against the base of the tail to keep the access open. She groaned, loud like a dragon, as she felt the climax build. The green eyes blinked, but remained locked with hers while they growled together, until Ivy reached up and hugged the dragon’s muzzle and rode her tongue and tail to the moons.
Finally, Ivy let go of their head, and slid off it, flopping forward onto the belly, and did her best to hug her new friend. Friend?… Girlfriend?… Lover? Ivy tried these words in her head, and realized the dragon was gently rocking under her, rubbing the clits against her stomach. She wriggled back, inching her way down until they were right in her face, and she grabbed one in each hand. She trembled and let out a low whimper, and Ivy planted a sloppy kiss on one of them. This earned her a quick gasp, and she repeated on the other, and then just… rubbed her whole face between them. Ivy’s left hand slid down to find the hole, and she tried to fit her hand in.
Ivy felt the tongue slap under her chin and pull her head up, and she leaned forward to kiss the dragon’s upper lip. The tongue wrapped itself around her wrists, and pulled them up toward her face. Ivy balled her hands into fists, and raised her eyebrows. They nodded, but before Ivy could comply, the dragon’s mouth popped open, and Ivy’s arms were enveloped in a wet, warm, tunnel-like cavity, seemingly with no teeth at all, and sucked in, up to her elbows.
“Moons above!” Ivy gasped as the mouth sucked her arms powerfully, deep into her throat, and then her jaws opened, leaving them covered in spit. Before it could drip off, Ivy pressed the fists against the holes under her, and the dragon purred.
After a moment, the tail wrapped around Ivy’s neck, and gently pulled her forward, knocking her off-balance. Ivy’s arms quickly slid in until she was all the way in, one forearm in each canal. She flexed her wrists and threw in some rotation, and the purring got louder. Ivy stretched her neck down, and sucked on the bumps; first one, then the other, and then just resumed nuzzling her there, tongue out and licking.
She found a rhythm with her partner, rocking back and forth, and Ivy sliding her arms in and out a little bit, then rubbing her chest into her, giving her sore neck a rest.
After a minute or so, the long pink tongue, which had been licking Ivy’s neck, began to twitch and tremble, and they pulled it in quickly to gasp a few times, as the dragon started breathing hard and fast. Ivy felt the hot breath on her neck, and withdrew her arms a bit to reach the clits with her mouth, and sucked the left one hard. A dragon thigh knocked into her with sudden violence, and then a pair of talons slapped against them, holding them apart.
Ivy lifted her suckling lips with a loud pop, and shoved her arms in, hilting the dragon with her biceps. The dragon let out a yelp, and Ivy pulled back out, and sucked the right one, this time only for a second before pushing her arms back in and sliding her chest over the clits. She pulled back and sucked again, a single quick pop, and she alternated that way as the dragon under her trembled, producing an audible rumble Ivy felt in her lungs.
The dragon was panting now, mouth open, and the canals squeezed her arms, harder and harder, till it almost hurt. Ivy tried to keep going in and out with her arms, but she could hardly move them now, so she just leaned her chest into her and slid herself back and forth. Suddenly Ivy felt the channels release their grip, but before she could react, they abruptly clamped down again for a moment, and when they let go, Ivy heard the clack sound of horns against stone, and saw they had thrown their head back, and she knew it was time.
The dragon erupted with a series of whimpers while the canals spasmed again and again as she came, and Ivy watched the colors on this dragon flash rapidly, with exploding bubbles of pink and purple and green and yellow and red, all splashing, and boiling, and pulsating.
The whimpers calmed a bit, and the gripping softened, and at last Ivy felt talons gently lifting her chest up, away from her oversensitive buttons. Ivy couldn’t resist though, she quickly darted her head down and sucked one and then the other in rapid succession. The dragon yelped and grunted, and pulled her away. They held up her limp, exhausted body to scold her silently with a stern look, and Ivy reached up, and pulled her lip down, letting it flap back up with a smack.
“Got you!” she said triumphantly, as the dragon gave a playful snort.
She set Ivy on the floor and grabbed her robe, handing it to her, and sat back, still panting, while Ivy slipped back into it, and rummaged in her blankets to get her pants.
“Ivy?,” Leaf whispered loudly from the hallway.
“Leaf,” she called back, while she rushed to get her pants on, “uh… in here.”
He materialized before her as he removed the invisibility chain, and Ivy wondered with some horror how much he had just seen. Probably nothing, since he didn’t seem to know she was even in here.
“What are you doing up?” he asked.
A glint caught her attention, and Ivy saw a pair of eyes reflect briefly from the other end of the cave.
“Shhhhh!” Ivy said, and beckoned him forward. She met him in middle of the floor as he noticed the psanting dragon, but Ivy shushed his lips with her finger, before quickly withdrawing it and wiping off the dragons residual wetness on her robe. Guess I gotta wash this again, she thought. Ivy felt a stab of guilt, and winced, as Leaf licked his lips with a smile.
“Aww shucks,” he said, “I missed all your fun, didn’t I?” Ivy ducked her head sheepishly and winced apologetically. The dragon was staring at them, and Ivy led Leaf by the hand to meet her.
“Leaf,” she said, “I’d like you to meet my friend.” He bowed his head, and wrapped his hand around the claw they offered. Ivy met her eyes with a smile.
“Hey, I’m Leaf,” he said. The dragon smiled, and dipped her snout to the floor looking up at them.
Ivy laid her head on her hands in a ‘sleeping’ gesture, and said “Sleep?” She gestured to herself and Leaf, and then pointed to the hammock, to suggest they could all share it.
I hope this is a good idea, she thought, as they watched the purple and yellow dragon curl up in her hammock, and reach her talon down to them on the floor.
“Coming?” Ivy asked him, and they both climbed up. They found a spot by her chest, and as Ivy was almost sleeping, she felt a big warm tongue on the side of her face again, turned and gave it a single suck. It withdrew, and they both let out a sigh. Suddenly remembering he was there, Ivy lifted one eyelid nervously, to make sure Leaf hadn’t seen it.
“Ivy?” He said in a sleepy voice, “What… in the fffucking moons did you just do?”
Oh, sweet sassafras… “Um,” Ivy stalled. Oh well, we’d have been caught eventually, she decided. “I just… sucked on her tongue…?”
“Uh… okaaaaay…?” he said.
“I’ll tell you the whole story tomorrow,” she yawned, finding his hand and squeezing it. “There a whole… thing…” She felt the tail coming, and it pressed her mouth closed and held it shut for a minute, before it let go and burrowed under her robe to curl itself around her breast.
Or, Ivy thought, maybe, we’ll show you tomorrow.