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It was a drunken tumble that shouldn’t have happened on a Wednesday night.
Alina had work tomorrow morning. Talulah had… well, surely she could occupy her time as she always did, whenever her beloved Elafia was away.
Normally, Alina was the responsible one. You didn’t have to see the two of them for very long to make that assumption, correct as it was. It should have been Alina that discouraged Talulah from drinking — not the other way around. It should have been Alina to take Talulah by the hips; to kiss her tenderly as she pushed the too-sweet bottle aside and brought her into the bedroom for some tried and true destressing.
Unfortunately, the life of a schoolteacher was no easy one. Poor Alina had been worked to the bone and steeped in so much stress that she was practically soaked in it. So, she had opted to soak herself — and her sorrows — in sweet liquors. What followed was Alina downing half a bottle of what she’d brought home with her the previous day, with Talulah taking more than a few sips herself.
The people of Ursus were a good and hearty bunch, and Alina herself was a good and hearty woman. She could hold her liquor better than anyone she knew. Eventually, however, that dam of fortitude would overflow. Spill over. Eventually, on a night like tonight, Alina was going to drink just a little bit too much.
Fortunately, Alina was in good company. The company of her even-sweeter, even-yummier woman. Talulah Artorius, that jobless dumb Draco who always put a smile on her face, through thick and thin. The Draco that always took care of her, who was one of this life’s most grand and luxurious consolations. The Draco that she had fallen hopelessly and irrevocably in love with. Typically, they coasted smoothly and easily through their affections.
Tonight, however, was that inevitable drunken tumble.
Is that…?
Talulah caught sight of it. That telltale sheen in Alina’s bag as she moved it aside to make more room. That was undoubtedly a condom — one in the Draco’s very own size — and its appearance brought forth only the filthiest and most profane ideas.
Ohohohoho… Alina you dirty, dirty girl…
She turned her head to watch her now, witnessing the inebriated Elafia struggle to even drop her pants. Either the zipper was stuck, or the button was being uncooperative, or her lover was just that shitfaced. Either way, it was a sight for sore eyes, and Talulah — the less drunk of the two for a change — couldn’t help but find the entire ordeal amusing. She set the woman’s bag aside, for now bringing the bulk of her focus to helping her sweetheart lose those clothes.
“Need some help?” Talulah whispered, coming up onto the bed and loosening those buttons. Alina mumbled something under her breath, something utterly incomprehensible, but Talulah nodded all the same. “Sheesh, Lina… Are you feeling alright?”
“I’m feeling good,” Alina assured. Her lips were wickedly upturned, and she let out a muddled giggle. “I’m feeling so good right now…”
“I can see that,” Talulah remarked, smiling sardonically. That’s when Alina let out a hum, and she leaned in to palm her lover’s crotch with sudden and surprising vigor.
“I can see it too,” Alina slurred, “you’re hard…” Talulah gulped.
“Of course I am. You’re in my bed.”
“Your bed?” Alina snorted, shaking her head drunkenly. “Nnnnno. Comrade. It’s OUR bed! Ouurrsssss…”
“You need to get some sleep, Lina,” Talulah shook her head with amusement, pressing her palms against Alina’s shoulders to gently set her down. “Let me get you some water, and then we—!”
To the Draco’s surprise, she’s flipped over with apparent ease, and her eyes go wide with shock as Alina makes getting the upper hand utterly effortless. Maybe it was the alcohol in cahoots with her natural Ursus constitution, but she couldn’t remember the last time that Alina had really turned the tables on her like this.
“L-Lina…?!” Talulah gasped aloud, suddenly pressed to the mattress by her surprisingly strong lover. Alina snickered lewdly, and in just a moment, she made short work of Talulah’s own bottoms, pulling them down around the Draco’s ankles to reveal her sex to the cool air of their bedroom.
“Uhh… L-Lina?” Talulah smiled anxiously. “Sh-shouldn’t we—?”
“Shhhhhush your face,” Alina mumbled, blushing from the alcohol and the embarrassment of her own burst of courage. “Don’t want water. Wanna drink something else…”
That same blushing cheek is rubbed up against Talulah’s cock, which stood tall and proud and pointing straight up at the air, almost like a soldier standing at attention. A soldier of Ursus; Alina would treat it well. She welcomed her lover into her mouth, taking Talulah’s cock between her lips, and she hummed with drunken delight as she began to fellate the Draco lying in bed before her.
“Oh, fuck,” Talulah moaned, sucking in air through her teeth and bringing the back of her wrist to her forehead, “oh, fuck me.”
The Elafia’s little tail shivered joyously as she worked her lover’s pole, gliding her mouth up and down over Talulah’s dick, running her tongue expertly over that thick and meaty shaft. She pulled back slightly to plant a kiss on the tip, and she giggled as Talulah twitched against her maw. “So hard for me,” Alina praised, “so hard, and so big~”
“You’re bold when you’re drunk,” Talulah mumbled, scooting further up the mattress to rest the back of her head on a pillow. Alina came after her, unwilling to go more than a few seconds without plunging Talulah back down her throat. She took it deeply and swiftly, sliding the Draco’s shaft alongside her tongue and slurping noisily while she relished the treatment.
Talulah panted softly from the stimulation, twitching and throbbing between her lover’s delicate lips. The pleasure seemed boundless, yet a small part of her felt that she was taking advantage of Alina here and now. Defiling something beautiful.
All doubt melted away the exact moment that Alina took her lover’s cock all the way down to its very base, prompting Talulah to gasp audibly from the sheer shock of what she was seeing and feeling. She felt Alina swallow and gulp around her cock, having taken it all down with considerable effort, and she shuddered as her dear, sweet, precious Elafian girlfriend deepthroated her with fervency. Alina’s button nose touched Talulah’s crotch, wrinkling slightly under the pressure and the strain of demonstrating such a trick.
And just as swiftly as she’d done something so filthy, Alina slides herself back up and off of Talulah’s cock, panting from the exertion and giggling with amusement. Talulah’s shaft twitched against her palm, and a trail of saliva and precum connected her lips to the tip of her Draco’s dick — a sight that sent a shudder of arousal up the dragon’s spine.
“Holy fuck,” Talulah whispered, “you’re a dirty girl…”
“I’m your dirty girl,” Alina moaned, “you stupid Draco~”
At that moment, Alina repositioned herself: she crawled up and planted her rear end over Talulah’s crotch, rubbing her hot and needy sex against her dragon’s very own. Talulah groaned with pleasure, reaching up and running her palms along Alina’s slender thighs, caressing her lover while the two bumped and ground against one another.
Alina could hardly wait much longer. She rose up swiftly, took Talulah’s shaft into her hand, and made herself at home; she sat down eagerly and felt Talulah’s weighty cock plunge into her dripping-wet sex, causing the two entwined lovers to moan aloud from the pleasure and the ecstasy between them.
“Fuck,” Talulah moaned, already pumping her hips back and forth with uncharacteristic helplessness. “Fuck, Alina…!”
At last, the novice dragonrider would earn her stripes tonight. It took great effort, but Alina had achieved this goal. Her heart swelled with pride as she slowly but surely worked herself up and down over Talulah’s immense pole, rocking her hips to and fro in accordance with her girlfriend’s motions beneath her.
“Mmm… T-Talulahhh~!” Alina threw her head back with a euphoric moan. “Haaa… yessss… fuck… I wanted this… s-so bad, Talulah… I w-wanted… t-to be the one on top…!”
“Y-you could have just asked me—”
“I n-needed the courage…!”
“Foolish Elafia,” Talulah taunted, in-between her groans of lust, pumping her hips up and down rhythmically as she sent Talulah skyward with every push forward. She cherished the tone of her dearest whimpering and moaning with pleasure; she loved the sound that Alina made during their moments of intimacy like this. The creaking of her— their bed, the cursing, the heavy breathing, and the music that they made together were typical of their relationship. It was a push and pull, a give and take. Alina encouraged her Draco to give, just as Talulah welcomed Alina to take as much or as little as she wanted and needed.
Naturally, the lovers’ palms came together as Alina rode her like this. They held hands and shared in the noises of elation, holding one another as best they could as Talulah invaded her sweetheart time and again, feeling that receptive snugness and warmth around her cock work to milk her for all that she had tonight.
That was, of course, until Alina slowed to a stop, and she started panting heavily. Talulah stopped thrusting, holding her lover’s hands in her own, and she looked up at her with a certain smugness that Alina tried desperately to look away from.
“Getting tired of riding?” The Draco asked.
“N-No…!” Alina sniffled as she shook her head with drunken indignance. “I just… wanted to give you a break!”
“I don’t need a break,” Talulah remarked, her smile widening, “your legs are getting tired, aren’t they?”
Alina whined. The adrenaline was slowly ebbing away, making room for the body’s pained protests. “You’re annoying.”
“I love you too.”
With that, Talulah leaned up and planted a kiss over Alina’s nose, snaking an arm around her lover’s midsection to hold her close. The sudden intimacy was enough to make the Elafia’s cheeks redden once more, even as Talulah shifted their positions around. Now Alina was lying on her back, and Talulah had settled in between her girlfriend’s legs, smiling down at her with fascination and adoration.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Alina shyly mumbled, hiding her mouth behind her shaking hand. That prompted Talulah to chuckle at least.
“Oh? Where’d all your bravado from earlier go, sweetheart?”
“Shut up and fuck me you stupid Drac— ooooohhh~!”
On that cue, Talulah happily obliged her beloved. She thrust in and out with vim and vigor, holding Alina by the hips as she pushed in and out of her, suddenly the relentless one as Alina moaned and writhed beneath her.
“You’ve been on top long enough,” Talulah teased, her tail swishing to and fro behind her, “let me give you what you really want, baby.”
“T-Talulah!” Alina gasped as she clenched the bedsheets beneath her, bunching the fabric up in her palms while she ground and shook underneath the dragon’s assault.
“That’s more like it,” moaned the self-satisfied Draco, “say my name…”
“Talulah!” Alina chanted as she lay helpless now, having settled back into submission as if the alcohol’s magical effects had worn off. “Talulah, y-yes!!”
Talulah grunted with unadulterated lust, squeezing Alina’s hips as she drove herself in and out, back and forth, again and again. She speared Alina’s cunt with her thick and throbbing cock; the sensation of rutting against her like this was nigh indescribable in its pleasure — the pleasure that built up in their cores and spread out throughout the rest of their bodies, like the hottest and most passionate love; a love no greater would surely exist.
The Draco slid a hand up from Alina’s hip the settle atop the woman’s breast, as she palmed the Elafia’s tit with rapt fascination. She loved Alina’s body and made a habit to let her know it as often as she could. More than anything, however, Talulah loved to tease her.
She flicked her thumb against Alina’s hardened nipple and provoked a joyous squeal from the flustered Elafia. “Aaah, Talulahhh! S-sensitive…!”
“I know.” Talulah chuckled as she did it again, pressing her thumb up against Alina’s nipple and relishing her girlfriend’s whimpers of pleasure. “Make more noises for me, Lina!”
“You’re s-so mean.” Alina gave a wobbly smile, her face cherry-red from all her blushing. “You d-drive me so crazy, Lula…”
Alina watched as Talulah swooped down, and she laced her arms around her Draco’s neck with utter desire clear in her eyes. She tilted her neck to the side, welcoming the dragon’s fiery kisses against the surface of her skin. Talulah whispered desperately as she peppered Alina’s neck with courageous kisses.
“Can I bite you?” The question was hushed, but the desire couldn’t be louder. “Let me have a little nibble, Lina…”
Alina rapidly nodded, her eyes screwed shut from the delight that ran through her body. “Bite me, b-but don’t hurt me.”
“Oh, Lina… I would never hurt you, baby.”
“Mmm… never ever?”
“Never ever, baby.”
Maybe it was a trick of the alcohol, but for some reason, Alina felt as though she was going to cry. She held her lover tightly as Talulah dove down and attacked her neck with high-spirited smooches, every so often giving a ferocious bite against the deer woman’s neck like she was savoring a meal. Every time she felt her girlfriend’s teeth against her neck, Alina would cry out from the sheer pleasure of it all. The thrill of being hunted like this; sexually sought-after and ravished.
Talulah’s love bites sent shivers through her spine, and her entire body shook as she felt her climax come closer and closer over the horizon. The Draco’s thrusts became faster, and deeper, and Alina cried aloud as that bliss and contentment were pounded right into her.
“Oh my God, I’m g-gonna—!” Alina whimpered again, her noises reaching a crescendo as Talulah put her hands all over her. To her surprise, however, Talulah had one last little surprise for her.
She hefted Alina up and off of the bed, raising the woman’s body off the mattress as she drove into her, and the feeling of being lifted and pounded so fiercely was enough to bring about the Elafia’s orgasm.
She screamed her lover’s name as she came around Talulah’s cock, quivering and crying out with pleasure when she reached her spine-tingling, toe-curling orgasm. Talulah reached her peak alongside her; the Draco grunted and groaned loudly as she pumped her sweetheart full of her hot and gooey passion, filling her beloved with all the vigor and essence that she had in store.
She gently lay Alina back down on the bed, the Elafia shielding her eyes with her hand while they both tried to catch their breath. A quiet afterglow is what followed, up until Talulah released herself from Alina’s well-fucked pussy, watching that pearly-white mess slowly drip out of her and stain the bedsheets between their bodies.
And then it hits her.
“OH FUCK!” Talulah smacked her own forehead, causing Alina to shyly peek through the gaps in her fingers.
“You forgot the condom—”
“I FORGOT THE CONDOM!!!”
Alina snorted. “Oopsie daisies. Ehehehehe… Mmmmm…~”
“Is it bad?”
Alina winced at the woman staring back at her in the bathroom mirror. Right there on her neck, peppered along the surface of her skin. Hickies. One, two, three, four of them…
Alina sighed. “You stupid Draco…”
“Hey, you said I could bite you!”
Alina scoffed. “I didn’t say leave marks on me! I have to teach class tomorrow!”
“W-well you didn’t say not to leave marks on you…!” Talulah stammered.
“I was drunk!”
“Well, me too!” Talulah threw her arms up. “Just use makeup… or wear a turtleneck?”
Alina closed her eyes and sighed. “Talulah Artorius, what am I going to do with you?”
Through closed eyes, Alina could feel her lover already kissing those love marks, trying to make it all better. She could hear Talulah quietly whine against her skin, and if she opened her eyes right now, she just knew that Talulah would be looking sorry for herself. Alina sighed.
“I’m not really mad,” the Elafia mumbled, “I loved all of that, really…”
“Mmm… yeah?”
She opened her eyes. Just as she thought. Talulah was latched around her, smiling warmly in the bathroom mirror.
“I’m proud of you, you know,” Talulah whispered.
Alina raised an eyebrow. “You are?”
“You’ve gone from a novice dragonrider to a real expert!”
“Oh my God, okay, you ruined the moment. You really just ruined it.”
“Nuh-uh!” Talulah’s tail wagged as she kissed Alina’s cheek.
“Don’t try to butter me up, you…!” Alina blushed madly. “You’d better hope I have something to cover up these hickies!”