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Family Intimacy

Chapter Twelve

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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"Fyr - watch it!"

Although there was to be a reprimand in his voice, Orrix could not help but laugh as his daughter rocked the boat, a grin stretching her lips wide. The red dragoness chirped and leaned over the edge, squinting as she tried to peer down into the water for fish - the fish that they were, at the very least, hoping to catch. Whether or not they would return home at the end of their trip, however, with a fair enough catch, was another question entirely, as went the fisherdrake's tale.

But she wasn't a young dragon anymore, that much was very, very clear. Her father's eyes trailed hungrily over her form as he enjoyed just how her breasts swelled through the front of her T-shirt, a rather modest ensemble paired with denim shorts that too did a fine job of exposing her long, shapely legs. As her final exams had come to a close, the dragoness had taken to exercising more, finding sports with her friends that, while they took her away from her home and her family for a little longer than usual, had a divine effect on her body. She was filling out very nicely with muscle as she took on more work around the house, her penchant for helping her father out with odd jobs doing wonders for his spending time with her.

Orrix smirked, eyes half-lidded with lust as he blew a smoke ring and shook his head slowly from one side to the other as if he simply could not believe how beautiful his daughter had become. Of course, he had always thought her beautiful but it was very much a different kind of beautiful as she became a strong, confident adult on the brink of bursting into her college life. The denim shorts would have been a pair that he may have vetoed if she'd been planning to head into the mall or school in such skimpy attire but, for a weekend away on the fishing boat with only forest and more lakes surrounding them for many kilometres, they got a pass in his books.

"Don't rock the boat, Fyr," he said quietly, though his voice trailed off, attention elsewhere. "You don't want to fall in, do you?"

"I used to be able to see the fish swimming all the way down at the bottom of the lake," she said, ignoring his question. "Do you remember that? Sometimes it seems like so long ago that we did this as a family."

"Yeah, that's right." Her father chuckled, a smile pulling at his lips. "But your brother never was all that into this sort of stuff, was he? I thought we could get a little father-son bonding time out here on the lake but he suggested that you come instead and...well..."

Her father grinned and dropped an obvious wink, the dark-scaled drake turning his muzzle from the sun as his hat cast dark shadows across his face. Blinking at him, Fyr plopped back onto the opposite bench, swinging one leg over the other as she'd pursed her lips.

"And here I was thinking that you had invited me for the pleasure of my company, daddy."

Orrix grinned, not being a drake to hide anything - let alone from his daughter.

"That too, darling. I wouldn't force Kao to come if he doesn't want too but I think I'm the one who reaps the benefits here."

The look in his eye told more than even his words and Fyr inhaled sharply, unable to stop herself as her chest rose and fell obviously. The thin bra she'd chosen to wear beneath it didn't do anything much to stop her nipples from poking lustfully through her shirt and she smirked softly, half-turning her muzzle from her father, although she was not shy at all to be looked upon with such hunger in her father's eyes. If her experimentation had taught her anything, Fyr knew that her body was to be enjoyed - consensually by herself and others, of course. She could make her own decisions as to who she fucked or spent time with but there was certainly no question in her mind as to what she wanted her father to do to her right there and then.

So, it had been Kao that had set the two of them up in the middle of nowhere with no one to hear her moans? What a sweet brother he was.

Thank you_, Kao._

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She'd have to pay him back later for setting her up so perfectly for fun with her father and the dragoness batted her eyelashes at the older dragon as she sashayed over to him. Putting the best sway in her hips that she could with an unstable surface rocking beneath her, she swung a leg over his hips and perched atop him on the bench, crotch grinding into the rapidly swelling bulge in his looser, summer pants.

"I think you have something else on your mind other than fishing, daddy," she purred, rocking her hips against him in time with the dip and sway of the boat, the fishing rods forgotten. "And I think that's why you let me come out here with you instead of Kao, even if you wanted to, really, spend time bonding with him."

She pressed her nose into the crook of her father's neck and giggled playfully.

"Honestly, daddy, you're so obvious!"

Orrix rumbled his agreement but then his arms were around her, drawing her in close to his chest, which was more than a little sweaty from the heat of the noonday sun - not that either of them minded. There was plenty of sweat when it came to their kind of sex (dragons naturally ran hotter; it was to be expected) and it was only when it lingered on one's scales that it ever became a problem. Growling wickedly, Fyr nipped at his throat as he spread his hind paws for balance, back rigid as she tried to let him bear her weight.

"Fyr," he grunted a warning, eyes cautiously open. "This isn't as stable as the bed or the sofa... You've got to be careful not to rock...ah..."

Her lips kissing a line up his neck to his jaw sent any further words spiralling from his mind as he moaned and tipped his head back further for his attention. Her prize, however, was the warmth of his lips, and she moaned into his mouth as their tongues brushed, darting playfully back and forth between their muzzles as if they were each striving to make a play for control. But there was no true control in either of their paws, even if Orrix was clearly the more dominant partner. Growling lustfully into his daughter's maw, the drake kissed her deeply and passionately, eyes closing as he lost himself in the taste of her, the boat bobbing and swaying sweetly beneath them.

Yes... The lake trip had been a very good idea after all.

Breaking the kiss, Fyr purred and unhooked the button on her shorts, toying with it cutely as if she was not actually going to tug them down and show off just what she was actually wearing.

"Daddy," she purred. "Do you want me? Really want me?"

He answered with a snarl, lunging for her with the desperation of a dragon who thought that he was about to be denied. He bore her down to the floor of the suddenly wildly rocking boat, bounding as if it was leaping over waves in the ocean rather than hopping about on an admittedly sizeable lake, and nipped her throat, eyes burning with lust and fire that was by no means hidden any longer. Catching her breath, Fyr rocked her hips up into his paws, allowing him to swiftly yank down her shorts, revealing the little slip of a thong she'd donned that morning.

Orrix_growled_.

"This is new..."

Fyr giggled and blew him a kiss, letting her father drag her hips up onto the bench as her shoulders remained on the hard floor of the boat, curved beneath her.

"Yeah... I thought I'd try something a little newer." She batted her eyelashes at him. "Do you like them?"

He answered with a growl, simultaneously ducking his head down as he slipped her legs over his shoulders. The dragon's tongue lashed her pussy, the heat of him searing through her thong, and Fyr moaned loudly, arms flung back over her head.

"Oh..."

She had to hold back the swear in front of her father but there was no denying just how her eyes rolled back into her head, the dragoness squirming as he stoked her inner fire, the lust that always seemed to be so close to the surface those days with her. The dragoness tried to push up against him but there was little she could do to move in such a position - unless, of course, she wanted to move away - and so she whimpered her submission, relaxing into the pleasant tongue lashing, tongue curling up beneath the end of her thong.

"Such a hot dragoness..."

Fyr shivered but could not call the words to mind for any kind of reply as her father tugged her thong, which already had a shockingly thin sliver of fabric covering her pussy, to the side and delved his tongue deep inside. She'd never quite get used to just how he took her breath away, the thrust of his tongue drawing a squeal from her lips as she clung to the bench, knuckles aching as she clutched it painfully hard.

"D-daddy," she stuttered, heels pressing down into his back. "Oh..."

But his tongue wasn't about to stop its exploration of her as she squirmed and the drake hissed into her sex, the bulge in his trousers impossible to ignore as he scooted closer still to her. Fyr moaned, although she could not help but crane her neck, eyes locking on to that thick, meaty bulge. Her lips parted, smoke curling from her nostrils, and she licked her lips. Just how hard was he already? Did her father imagine her bending her over the bench of the boat the whole way out to the lakes? It had been a wonder in itself that he hadn't pulled the car over more than once while they'd been driving for a quickie!

No... Pleasure snaked through her mind and she welcomed it, moaning and hissing through her teeth as his tongue dragged up against her clit, Orrix knowing oh so very many ways to get her to moan. Not that he needed to turn her on when she was already dripping wet for him, of course, but the dragoness needed something a little sweeter to get the fires going from time to time. After all, sex wasn't all about getting it rough and hard but also the build-up, the sweetness of a different kind of love blooming in the beauty of orgasm.

Or maybe she was getting flowery and overly sweet in her experience: she knew just what Kao would say to her if she ever voiced such a thing aloud. The thought made her giggle, although it was rather a breathless one as she was worked over by her father, beautifully passive and submissive in his skilled, firm paws. Maybe all she really needed to enjoy was a dominant drake to take her in his arms but she knew with a shiver of ardent anticipation that he wasn't about to let her go until he'd had both his pleasure of her and the dragoness was a quivering, post-orgasmic mess in his arms.

She couldn't wait. But she had to do something for him too, if only to take the edge of rapidly rising ecstasy from her mind. It was no fun to get off too quickly when they had hours on hours of play ahead of them and the dragoness twisted slightly, reaching below the bench to where her father's cock throbbed, barely contained by the fabric of his pants. Growling, Fyr's tongue hung from her muzzle, salivating at the thought of taking him deep into her muzzle, the drake rocking and thrusting like a much younger stud as he forced her to take every last inch.

Barely able to reach him, she pressed her paw to his thickness and moaned, Orrix's hips juddering at the unexpected sensation. Withdrawing his tongue from her pussy with a lewd, wet slurp, he raised an eyebrow, licking her juices from his lips with due relish.

"Something you want there, sweetie?" He chuckled throatily and slipped her legs from his shoulders, one eyebrow raised. "Darling... You know you don't even have to ask."

And, like a flash, Fyr whipped around onto all fours, pushing her chest over the bench as she eagerly yanked down her father's pants, fumbling with the belt as she cursed her clumsy fingers. The curse must have slipped by his notice - or perhaps the dragon was more interested in what she was about to do to him - but, despite her haste, she managed to get them down along with his loose boxers, allowing his cock to spring out, hard and ready, before her muzzle.

She wasted no time. Dropping her muzzle, she swallowed down his length with a low, needy moan, eyes rolling back into her head. Orrix fared little better as he hacked a grunt, a shuddering paw landing on the back of her head.

"Ah... That's..."

Whatever it was, Fyr would never know as she gulped and swallowed eagerly around his cock, working him into the back of her throat as her tail flicked happily from side to side. There was little better in her sweetly submissive mind than sucking down her father's cock, though the caress of the breeze on her bare lower half - well, bar the thong, though that didn't exactly count for much - with no one to see them, although she probably wouldn't have minded Kao watching them again at some point. With their lives busy, as the end of the educational year came to a close, there hadn't been time for their liaisons to cross paths for some time, although they'd surely taken the time to make time for one another.

Everyone had to have a break at some point, however, and Fyr was going to enjoy hers thoroughly!

Her father's cock was as delicious as ever as he ground over her tongue, fucking her muzzle as he would her pussy. It was so very easy for her to submit to it, ignoring the pressure from the hard wood beneath her knees, scales grating over the surface that had never been intended for kneeling. There was little purchase for her legs and she rested a paw on the bench as she gulped down his cock, working her head back and forth as much as he would allow her to, pre-cum spilling thickly onto her tongue.

Although she could not cradle and massage his balls with both paws, so heavy and full of the promise of another load of dragon-seed, she did her best as he thrust hard and fast, need rising with every passing second. The drake snarled above her, the sound shuddering through his body and her maw, and she whimpered around his fat length as the ridges teased wonderfully across the roof of her mouth. The lightly ticklish sensation may have been unpleasant in another situation but the sense of comfortable familiarity stood in stark contrast to the openness of their position, a wave of erotic pleasure flooding her senses.

There was nothing for her world in that moment but the wanton musk of her father flooding her nostrils, his cock slick with her saliva as she took care of every last drop of pre-cum, gulping rapidly to not allow any of it to go to waste. The sun beat down on the back of her head and neck, although she would not have moved even if it had been too strong for her scales. Luckily, the breeze kept the worst of the heat off her as she bobbed her muzzle languidly, losing herself in the moment to enjoy every last bit of it from his salty pre-cum to his strong paw cupping her cheek with such delicate tenderness that it was a wonder that she didn't swoon right there and then.

But a dragoness needed more than just her father's cock - at least when it came to where he would fuck her and spend his seed. Drawing back slowly off his cock, Fyr gasped softly for breath, chest rising and falling rapidly, and her father caressed her cheeks and ear-fins, gently murmuring to her just how wonderful and beautiful she was. The dragoness flushed with pleasure and leaned into him, gathering herself before calling energy to her legs, muscles already cramped from kneeling for even a short span of time.

"Here, daddy," she purred, standing and turning about to show off her backside. "I think there's something -"

But the dragoness leaned over at precisely the wrong time, the boat rocking and, before she knew it, she was airborne. The moment above the water seemed to last an age as adrenaline kicked in but it was the shock of icy cold water that jolted her back to reality. Her chest heaved, trying to gasp, and she forced down the panic and the urge to breathe as she kicked for the surface. Which way was up? The water, which had looked so inviting from the surface - even if bitterly cold water would always be a sick hate of hers - had turned murky and full of bubbles in her distress, crystal orbs streaming from her lips and nostrils as she expelled air rather than taking it in.

Think, think, think!

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Yet there was no time to think and she turned about and about, hunting for the surface with panic slowly squeezing her mind. The bubbles didn't help either, clouding her vision as she fought to keep her eyes open at all costs. Why didn't she just float to the surface? Why could she just not fight it and...

Her eyes landed on the bubbles, shimmering as they flickered in one direction and one direction only.

The surface!

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Forgetting everything she'd ever been taught about what to do if she fell into an unknown body of water, she kicked madly in the same direction as the bubbles racing, panic well and truly taking hold. Everything she'd been doing before washed from her mind as she kicked and kicked - and then suddenly the murkiness was gone, replaced with a shimmering barrier that she broke through with a gasp.

Water streamed from her muzzle as she bobbed about like a cork, T-shirt clinging to her soaked scales as she tried to paddle in place. The boat - where was the boat? It took her a moment and another, much larger, splash for Fyr to actually come well and truly back to her senses.

Sunshine. She was out in the sunshine, paddling and whimpering as she tried to claw her way out of the water. The boat loomed as her teeth chattered (perhaps a little too dramatically to be one hundred per cent believable) and she scrambled for it, claws scraping down the rounded side.

"Hang on, Fyr!"

And then Orrix was there, his strong arm around her waist as he hoisted her up and into the boat, pushing her above his head as she clung to the wood as if to a lifeline. Dripping and gasping, she tumbled into the boat, slamming her shoulder into the bench, and her father's paws followed, clutching the edge of the boat as he groaned and struggled to heave his larger bulk up and over.

"Fyr!" He grunted thickly. "Help me up. Just a little boost, darling - are you okay?"

Even as he kicked out beneath the water, he reassured her, his concern being only for his daughter as she sucked in breath after breath that did little to ease the burning ache in her lungs. But she had enough presence of mind to grab for her father, leaning back as she put all her energy and strength, adrenaline still coursing through her body like the most potent of drugs. It must have lent strength to her young body as she hauled on him, the drake kicking out and dragging himself in along with her assistance.

Grunting as he sat up, Orrix groaned and pressed his paw into the small of his back, jaw clenched.

"Lords..." He hissed through his teeth, arching his back to work out the kinks and stiffness there. "I haven't had to do that in years!"

Fyr whined and tried to brush the water from her scales, holding her T-shirt out from her body as it clung unpleasantly to her bosom. It may have been sexy in any other situation but there was nothing she would have ever have said was erotic about having her clothes wet and clinging to her after a sudden dip in such icy water.

"Ergh..." Fyr muttered, muzzle tipped down. "This was a bad idea... Ugh, I didn't even bring a change of clothes out on the boat with me!"

Orrix heaved himself up to perch beside her, pulling her to his equally wet form.

"Are you okay, darling?" He murmured, letting her rest her head on his shoulder. "That must have been quite a shock... I didn't think it would jolt either of us overboard quite like that."

Pressing her lips together, Fyr shook her head and touched her forehead to his shoulder, hiding from the cold lick of the water.

"I hate the water..."

Orrix chuckled, trying to stifle it a moment too late.

"I know, I know, sweetie, but you'll dry up in no time in this sun!" He said by way of comfort. "At least it wasn't worse, could have been the depths of winter. There are some good fish stocked here when it's really cold, let me tell you!"

Fyr made a face and looked away, staring out over the lake as she shivered, although it was one more for effect than anything else. Her father's eyes roamed, breathing slowly returning to something resembling normal, although the rush to drag Fyr back into the boat had, unfortunately, led to his cock softening, draping against his thigh in memory of what had almost happened between them.

Licking his lips, Orrix smirked and cast his daughter a particular ferocious look of lust. Her scales lifted on the back of her neck, reminiscent of hackles, and she eyed him out of the corner of her eye, striving to appear like she wasn't all that interested in him at all. There was one very good way to warm up again after a dunking, she had to admit...

Blowing a smoke heart, her father brushed her cheek with his lips, though the kiss was anything but chaste, setting her heart racing. Oh, how she still wanted him! Even her hatred of water, particularly _cold_water could not quell that heat from her heart, scales tingling as warmth radiated from him.

"That shirt looks really good on you though..."

Fyr rolled her eyes.

"Daddy, I literally just almost drowned and is that all you can think of?"

Her words came out a side harsher than she'd intended but the dragoness had something else on her mind. With her heart pounding, her blood was still up and it wasn't nearly that easy to quell her arousal. And what better way to celebrate her (exaggerated) near drowning than the best way she could possibly think of with her loving father? After all, he had rescued her!

"Maybe you shouldn't be thinking..."

Fyr slipped over the bench opposite her father, tail raised as she waggled it back and forth suggestively at him, although she took far greater care to keep her centre of gravity close to the bottom of the boat as she showed off. It had more than the desired effect on her father as the drake's cock twitched, keenly filling with blood as she wriggled out of her soaking thong, enticing him back to full hardness. What dragon, after all, could resist the sight of such a lusty young female presenting herself to him in all her half-naked glory?

The dragoness rolled her head back and smiled faintly, tail flagged and lifted in a smooth curve over her back.

"Come warm me up, daddy..."

Orrix didn't need to be invited twice, scrambling up to her as if it was the last offer for sex he would ever get. His cock was still not quite as hard as it could be as he pressed it to her soft pussy, juices just about gleaming on her lips as her arousal returned in full force, but that didn't matter to the dragon. She would take him anyway and, well, he would be a firm spire of lust again very shortly too, ravaging her for all she was worth and so very much more.

And his cock, when it finally pressed into her, gave her all she wanted. The dragoness dug her claws into the bench and let out a loud moan that echoed across the glittering expanse of water, his cock driving up to her cervix in one smooth thrust. After her ordeal, it was a wonder that she was still wet but there was little that could truly dampen her lust, pun intended.

Tongue hanging wantonly from her maw, the dragoness ducked her head down, shoulders juddering from the force it took to quell her need to rock back, to grind onto that thick cock even as he ploughed her with all the love she could have ever wanted. Her father snarled, a coarse, masculine sound that sent her heartbeat fluttering, racing into overdrive as she howled out her rising pleasure, pussy clenching and tightening around him as she fought with every last scrap of control she had to give his cock the best 'massage' she possibly could with those slowly trained muscles.

Yes... Sex really is the very best way to warm up again!

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Heart pounding, Fyr tried to brace herself but there seemed to be nothing to truly brace on as her father snarled and rammed into her, forcing her to delightfully take every last inch of his thick shaft as she shivered beneath him. He did not take as dominant a paw with her as Kao did, it had to be said, but perhaps that was simply because he'd never been asked to and Fyr's mind drifted, imagining his paw closing around the back of her neck, forcing her down as he roared and took everything he wanted from her without care or concern for her pleasure.

Hissing through her teeth, the dragoness tried to writhe but his weight was there on top of her, bearing her down onto the bench as he used his body to keep her still. She swooned, eyes rolling back into his skull, Orrix's breath rasping hotly in her ear.

"So fucking tight!"

It was a thrill to hear him swear - oh, that had been a long while coming! - but her giggle was lost in a lustful moan, throwing her cries out across the lake as if she wanted someone to hear, to catch them. But there was no one there, not for many miles, and the dragoness could even scream as loudly as she wanted, moaning out her pleasure for the wildlife alone to bear witness too as her own father filled her pussy.

There was something about being pinned that sent her head spinning, the dragoness slipping off into a space that only that time with Kao and the handcuffs and, well, of course, the collar too had managed to stimulate in her before. She didn't seem to be on the lake anymore, though the movement of the boat, at least anchored in place, may have contributed ever so slightly to the unnerving sensation of floating high above the scene, her whole body quivering with desire to rock back onto her father's cock with each and every thrust.

He would not let her, however, keeping the dragoness well pinned down as he grunted and snarled like a feral beast, wings snapping out as he rammed into her with wild abandon. There was nothing the older dragon could do to hold himself back as he pounded her, thrusts quickening in time with his breath. The heat of his body seared through his daughter and Fyr cried out, though she was swiftly lacking breath with which to do so.

No... No dragon could be expected to hold out with such a hot dragoness beneath him but it was not Orrix that climaxed first.

Fyr's shriek cut across the water and she tried to twist beneath him, tail thudding up against her father's chest as he clung tightly to her. Her pussy rippled and squeezed down, muscles working beyond her control, as he slammed brutally into her, movements becoming rougher and coarser even as he whispered and hissed sweet nothings into her ear. She heard none of them, caught up in the thrumming spell of orgasm, the boat rocking terribly - no that she had the sense of mind to pay it one bit of notice.

Wet T-shirt clinging to her back, Orrix pressed down, chest flat against her back where he pinned her wings, taking even that sliver of movement from her. But the drake was not intending to let her go until he too had his fill - and his fill of her was swiftly approaching with the speed of a feral dragon in full flight, a suicide dive to the finish line.

"Unnff..." He growled, tipping his head back as his claws dug into her hips. "I'm gonna..."

Fyr groaned, mind reeling from the raw power of her climax, although she still had the presence of mind to complain and grunt as her father suddenly pulled out. She slipped further over the bench without his chest to hold her down to it and was about to whip her head around in loud complaint when she heard a deep, guttural moan rise up from the back of his throat.

Orrix took his cock in paw, eyes burning with need as a small smile flickered over Fyr's muzzle, the dragoness raising her backside for his attention as he jacked off furiously. And it was there that the drake spent his seed, painting her buttocks and swollen, needy pussy lips in a thick coating of dragon-cum, semen drooling over her buns like icing - if that was not too far a cliché. The dragon would have been hard pressed, if the truth was told, to think of a better descriptor and he hissed through his teeth as the stream of thick cum tapered off, tipping forward to smear the last drops physically across her backside.

Cum trickled down over Fyr's thighs as he watched, panting heavily as he spread his wings, stretching one after the other to work out the kinks gained from holding them so terribly rigid during sex. They were such an easy part to forget about entirely but the dragon let out a long, roiling hiss as he admired the mess he'd made of Fyr's buttocks, crimson scales painted in a creamy coating.

"Damn, Fyr," he growled. "You're so much like your mother sometimes..."

What that exactly meant, Fyr wasn't about to ask, but the dragoness moaned her appreciation of the sentiment anyway, flicking her tail up a little higher to show off the pucker of her tail hole too. There was plenty more experimentation to be had but the act of being ejaculated upon was something rather...

Fyr shivered, scales tingling with heat. It was rather erotic.

She carefully got to her knees and turned about, eyes uplifted to her father's muzzle, though they did not take all that long to drop back to his cock, still hard and gleaming with her juices and most likely his cum too. It was hard to tell sometimes, the mix equal parts exotic and utterly and completely delectable.

"Let's do that again, daddy," she purred, licking her lips sensually. "But, this time...you cum on my face."

Kao had talked about that one but he'd probably be surprised to hear that she'd tried it with their father first when she revealed it to him later on. Orrix hissed through his teeth as she took his over-sensitive shaft back between her lips, bobbing her head eagerly as she sucked him deep into the back of her throat. Her long, draconian muzzle seemed to be made for sucking dick - or at least the cock of those she cared about enough to deliver such a sweetly erotic and tantalising experience to. For she knew just how Orrix stared as his cock disappeared into her muzzle, tongue curled around the full length to give him the most sensation possible. It was difficult for him to stand safely in the boat but, in the interest of not straining his daughter's neck, he did so, hind paws braced far apart for balance as the boat rocked and shifted, sunset streaking the sky as the day came to a beautiful close.

And, when he climaxed, he made an even larger mess of her face, paw working his cock furiously as he gasped and shuddered, struggling for breath at the point of climax that simply would not come. The drake's hips rocked as Fyr knelt there, jaws lustfully parted for his seed, a treat that she would never turn down.

Cum jetted out across her muzzle and half into her open maw as he lost control, grunting and thrusting wildly until he had nothing more left to give, the messy facial trickling and oozing down her muzzle as she relished in the sensation. How could a male cumming on her scales, let along her face, be such a turn on? Fyr shuddered and languished in the sensation, tail flicking contentedly back and forth, the very image of a satisfied dragoness, even if her need was burning for another round, the fire of lust not so easy to quell in her loins. She'd have to explore it later with both him and Kao but, for now, she was happy to enjoy the tease of the afterglow in lieu of pressing on.

Curling into the crook of her father's arm, she sighed happily and nestled up to him - after washing the cum off her face first, of course. Splashing cold lake water onto her muzzle had not been pleasant but the dragoness steadied herself for what was to come. There was something, something difficult, that had to be said and, well, revealing it when her father had just had two spectacular orgasms certainly seemed like just the right time to do it.

Waiting longer, with change brewing on the horizon, was simply no longer an option. Taking a deep breath, Fyr steadied herself.

I'm doing this for you, Kao...

"Dad, there's something I've been wanting to tell you too..."

Fyr swallowed hard, putting her hind paws up on the bench in her best attempt at nonchalance. It was sometimes strange to think of how she was balancing her

Oblivious in the afterglow, Orrix smiled and snaked his arm around her waist, pulling her in close to him, despite her still sodden T-shirt. Fyr made a mental note to recommend fishing from a pontoon or a much larger boat next time. As long as it wasn't tuna. She hated tuna. Almost as much as she hated ice water.

"Of course, darling," he purred warmly, still not entirely wish himself in his own mind. "You know you can talk to me about everything and anything, right?"

Fyr winced. Well, that wasn't quite true but it was something she would have to let her father think for the foreseeable future anyway, as he likely would be both confused and frustrated to find her sleeping with her brother too. He had never once asked about her other sexual conquests, although there had been that awkward moment after he'd found out about her sleeping with that drake at the pool - had his name been Joel? She'd played around some but no one had quite held the same allure for her as her brother and her father and, despite Kao being well enough in on the game having instigated it right from the very beginning, she wasn't about to spill the secret to someone who may be more inclined to call a halt to it.

"Well," she said slowly, stalling for time. "You know how I'm going to be off to college soon?"

Orrix's lips turned down in a frown.

"Yes, darling, I know. We're all going to miss you very much. But you know you can't stay here just for us, you've qualified for those scholarships."

Fyr shook her head, holding up her paws. She scooted back to put some distance between them; for what she had to say, she truly needed her father's full attention. It didn't seem quite the right place to have such a discussion with the water sparkling in the sunshine but it had to be done and, well, it was easier to have a change of plans talk with one parent at a time.

Hopefully, he would not unearth the true reason why behind her change of plans. For the dragoness had made no secret of the fact that she'd been looking forward to going to college and studying for many months, if not years, the escape from her final year at school as a young adult. And to change that...well...

It would raise questions.

"The thing is... Well..."

She shifted uncomfortably. It was now or never.

"I don't think I'm going to college next year. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to college at all," she added quickly, holding up a paw to stave off Orrix's questions, eyebrows shooting up. "It's just that... I don't know what I want to do yet, even though I've got the scholarships lined up. I need to figure that out before I jump in and I'm sure some part-time work and exploring after I've finished exams and graduated properly will...well...maybe...help?"

She stuttered and trailed off awkwardly, finishing more weakly than she'd begun with her cheeks hot with colour. Her father looked down at his knees, taking a moment to mull over her revelation before replying, although his expression could not have been more conflicted, switching from joy to doubt to sadness - presumably as he remembered that his daughter would not be around in his home forever - very swiftly.

Fyr squirmed.

"Dad?"

He shuddered, seemingly jolted back to reality, and cast her an abashed look that did not sit quite right on the older drake's muzzle.

"Well, darling, I'm glad we'll have you around a little longer." He dropped a kiss on her head and squeezed an arm around her shoulders, tail swinging back to brush hers gently. "I'll be a sad dad dragon when you do head off on your own but you know that me and your mom will do everything to support you, right?"

Fyr winced.

"Yes... Kind of. Mom seemed really keen to have me go off to college. Think she wants me out of the house now."

Sasha may have wanted a little more privacy at home but the reason for that was the blue drake that so frequently resided in both of their thoughts, not a true desire to see the back of her beloved daughter. Orrix, however, shook his head quickly as if that could not have possibly been the case, conviction ringing clearly through his tone.

"No, Fyr, no - of course not! Maybe she's been a bit distracted lately with work as things have kind of turned on their head there but she's not wanting to get rid of you in the slightest."

He nuzzled her head and she exhaled, plopping her head into her paws.

"I don't know, maybe I'm over-thinking it. Everyone else seems keen to be off to college, though all they're talking about it partying and all that. It sounds...tiring."

"Then maybe it's not for you," he murmured. "Like you said, you can decide. I know I did my fair share of partying when I was younger but it's not really all it's cracked up to me. You're probably a little more like me than your mother but you're your own dragoness at the end of the day. And no one can take that from you."

Quiet, Fyr pondered his words, staring out at the sparkling, crimson and orange lake, the sun slowly descending behind the cup of the mountains, slashed across the so very blue sky, and the evergreen trees that stretched for miles upon miles. She was her own dragoness, that much was true, but how was she supposed to know what kind of dragoness she actually was?

Maybe she'd learn in time, or maybe it would take a lifetime to get there. Anyway, that was one dragon down and one to go, although her stomach churned at the thought of telling her mother. Telling her father after sex was one thing, the drake perhaps a little more amenable than he otherwise would have been, but otherwise...

No. She wouldn't think about that. But her plan was in place and she smiled to herself as she hugged her knees to her chest, one eye on the fishing rod that sadly hadn't had a single bite all day long. Not that the day had been a waste at all, for she at least now knew what she needed to do.

It was all clear to her, the beginnings of the path she wanted to take unrolling beneath her feet as if it had always been there for her to take, if only she had taken the time to look for it. She'd wait for her brother to finish school too, hang back for him. Then they could go on to college together, stay together, be together...

A smile pulled at her lips and, as if suddenly shy, she turned her muzzle from her father, a blush colouring her cheeks. Although he would not have been able to tell just why she was blushing, that one and that one alone was for her and not him. She'd keep a secret of her pleasure if only for the delight of memory.

Yes, she and Kao could be together, if only they were far, far from anymore who would recognise them. That only left one thing to be taken care of as she leaned into her father, drowsily watching the sunset with her eyes happily half-lidded.

She'd have to make sure the damn drake got into the same college too!