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Robert's fur felt as if he was wearing a thick coat of armor. The rain was relentless, coating him as he crunched through the snow. It was like a thousand tiny daggers were cutting right into him past his coat.

He snarled.

Surrounding him were thick rows of trees, with himself and another wolf stuck in the middle of the path. The woods swayed and cracked in turn with the winds, threatening to fall over. Robert tugged his red cloak tighter around himself.

"Not much go to." Barnaby said up ahead. The other wolf, his face covered in a grey beard, waved to him. "Hurry up. It's getting late."

Just up ahead, in the tiniest clearing rested a large log cabin. Smoke bellowed from the chimney. Firewood was stacked outside near the front door, though Robert couldn't spot any felled trees nearby.

Quickly, Barnaby trudged downward toward the door as if eager to see the inhabitant. "Let's go. You're lucky enough you don't have to walk back through this shit."

The front door was much taller than the pair of wolves. Robert flipped his hood back, shaking a bit and letting the ice soak into his fur. Barnaby slammed his fist three times against the door. The younger of the two shivered, running his paws through his hair.

"Put your hood back on." Barnaby snapped. "If you catch a cold, this'll all be for naught."

He did as he was told. If Robert had it his way, they'd never have come here. This entire deal would be off, but alas, it was this or lose both of his paws. Knowing he had to stay here for a few nights was an awful thought in itself. The lads back home made it a point of not telling him anything about who this person was.

Such was life being considered the runt of the pack.

The only thing he knew was that he was going to be in presence of a dragon. He knew that almost every one he had seen in a fight could easily take anyone on. He knew that they could breathe fire or ice or acid depending on their species.

Most of all, he knew that dragons weren't above eating others.

Robert bowed his head low, trying not to bare his fangs. He was in enough trouble already. Part of this felt like an execution, but it was better this than face the entirety of his clan laughing at him after cutting his paws off by the wrists.

The door swung open. Warm air soaked over Robert.

A familiar anthro dragoness, purple-scaled and tall as a tree, stood leaning on the door frame, a massive book in one of her paws. She was dressed up in a modest jacket, possibly a scientist, poet or an artist by now, Robert guessed. Vials and different scrolls adorned her pant legs.

The rain suddenly didn't seem so bad.

"..Hello Robert." Vera said. The dragoness' voice was as usually smooth and wise as always. She glanced her one good eye at Barnaby, her other hidden behind a patch. "He's going to be my little assistant for these next couple of days?"

The older wolf nodded.

"He has to, like it or not. Better him than me. Gotta say, weren't expecting to deliver 'em to you of all fire-breathers. You remember Ms. O'Hynna, don't you, Rob? Maybe this time she won't have to fight your battles for you." Barnaby said. He sneered at Robert.

"That was a simple misunderstanding." Robert said.

"Always is with you. Go on, you're her problem now." Barnaby said, turning around and making his way back up the path. "Make sure you cook him with salt, O'hynna!"

-

Inside, Vera had her fireplace roaring with life. It crackled and glowed, no doubt she had used her fire-breathing gift. The cabin was adorned with a multitude of bottles and jars. By the window, notes were stuck and sprawled to cover half of it. Her table was completely clean, save for a bottle and two goblets.

"Awfully nice friend of yours." She said, moving to the fireplace and scooting a chair next to it. She wrote something down in her massive book. "You should take your clothes off. You're going to catch a cold."

"You haven't seen me in ages and the first thing the fire-breather does is ask me to take my clothes off." Robert said with a laugh. "It's good to see you again, Vera. I was thinking I'd wind up in another dragon's stomach by the end of tonight."

"I'm glad we're meeting under less violent circumstances. Last time I wasn't exactly proud of having to take on half a tavern for you. It's good to see you're still standing." She turned around, shooting him a look with that one good golden eye of hers.

"Seriously, little wolf. Your clothes."

"I'm not little." Robert said. He huffed, removing his cloak and his tunic, wriggling out of everything. He pulled his tail up to cover his groin. "Unless you'd like me to stand here nude the whole week, do you happen to have something dry for me?"

"What'd they accuse you of this time?" She asked.

"I struck the alpha in training." The wolf said. "Said if I didn't make myself available to help out with the fire-breathers' requests, they'd chop my paws off."

The dragoness exhaled sharply.

Robert fidgeted a bit. The awkwardness of being the only naked one in the cabin was dawning on him.

"..Clothes, Vera?" He asked again.

"No." Vera said. "..I'm kidding. There's a set on the bed. I'll sit with you in a bit to explain exactly what I need."

Wriggling into his fresh brown linen clothes, Robert took in the cabin for a moment. The whole place had a pleasantly warm scent, as if she had run a mixture of a brewery and bakery. He sat down at the table. The chair was intended for a species much larger than him. Compared to dragons, wolves never came up to their height.

Vera sat across from him, placing her book down and locking eyes with him. She tied up her long, silver hair into a ponytail.

"It's good they gave me one I know, at least. You're a bit.. Scrawnier than I remember, but maybe this will work." She said. She seemed to give Robert a moment to adjust, but he wasn't sure what for.

"I requested assistance of your pack because I'm compiling research on wolves. I've seen your people enough in combat and in travels, but there's a few things I've heard that I want to run a few.. Trails on."

Robert raised an eyebrow.

"You only need the assistance of one wolf?" Robert said. "If you're having me jump through hoops and run gauntlets, can we do it when the rain lets up?"

"One wolf is all I need. And don't be a smart-ass, it's rude." She said. She reached for the bottle and poured some liquid into both, sliding one to Robert. The scent of it stung his nose.

Vera threw her whole goblet back in one go.

"I'm interested in your breeding capabilities." She said.

Robert shook his head. His clothes suddenly became a little hotter on him. His tail slowly started to wag. He sipped his goblet, coughing a bit as fire went down his throat.

"Ah.. That's.. Alright, that's not what I was expecting." He said.

"If this is too much to ask, you're welcome to go back home."

Robert considered this for a moment, then quickly realized how many options he really had.

"..What would you have me do?"

"Tomorrow you'll assist me around the cabin. Hunting, cutting wood, the lot. With your help I'll have more time to compile what I need to. Tomorrow night, I'm going to do what I can to drain your balls." She finally leaned back in her chair. "How about it?"

Robert's sheath tented his pants. He shifted.

-

The next day the sun was free to shine. For hours the pair trudged through the snow. Vera had brought a massive axe, the dragoness easily quelling shorter trees in a few swings. She was capable of chopping logs up right then and there, carrying them with ease while Robert held the smaller bundles.

Despite their fearsome reputation, a part of Robert almost idolized dragons. The fantastic tales of their heroic, and sometimes evil deeds had been told by the campfire to him time and time again as a pup. He still couldn't believe her size over him even after all this time.

Once, he had witnessed Vera effortlessly make work of two horses, three wolves and a lion in the infamous tavern brawl.

He remembered the few sparse nights they had sparring with each other. The times she explained things to him easily that his pack couldn't, or wouldn't explain.

When it was pitch black out, Vera lit the fireplace with her breath. The dragoness wore a loose blue sleeping gown, but still continued to write notes as usual.

Robert was pacing back and forth. The wait was awful. He wasn't sure what to expect on their first night together but couldn't think of any solid conclusions.

"Okay." She said, putting her book down. She pointed a finger to the bed. "Sit, please."

Robert did so, the canine's tail unintentionally wagging like mad. His chest threatened to burst.

She sat down next to him, a coy smile on her muzzle, her expression a mix of business and play. She pointed to his groin.

"May I?"

Robert's ears fell flat on his head. He nodded. The canine stood and wriggled his pants downward. His cheeks flushed red.

"I'll take care of you, little wolf." She said. "I promise.."

Gracefully, she traced a single finger around his sheath. Her other paw slipped underneath, cupping the canine's full balls and producing a quiet little yip from him. Slowly, his member started to grow from his sheath. Vera bit her lip, her eye focused on Robert's cock.

"If I'm to guess, you're quite pent up, am I correct..?" She said. Robert's legs shook. His member was fully grown now, and without encouragement the dragoness wrapped a paw around it. She started to jerk it.

"Y-Yes.." He said. He rolled his head back a bit. This was happening quickly, but Robert couldn't exactly complain. It had been ages since he'd last had sex, and to suddenly be serviced by a pair of skilled paws was certainly nothing to snarl about.

In a few heartbeats, she somehow knew how to make the wolf melt. One paw carefully explored his orbs while the other continued to work his cock. The canine panted, his tongue lolling from his maw.

"..Vera.."

"How is this..? Do you want me to stop..?"

"Gods above, no.." Robert said, gritting his fangs. He clenched his jaw. It had been minutes and she was already bringing him close to the edge.

"I'm close.."

"Cum for me." She stated. The wolf closed his eyes and snarled out loudly, bucking his hips up into her paws. The dragoness hissed in pleasure. Three, four times, the canine spurted onto her paws. A few drops fell onto the dragoness' cleavage. Robert curled his toes as his body rocked with lust, fighting back the primal urge to howl out.

He panted, laying back. Vera reached for a nearby rag, wiping her paws clean.

"Wow." She said with a genuine tone of surprise. "I'll say this, little wolf.. You may be scrawny, but it seems your breeding abilities are rather noteworthy.."

"I-I'm not little.." Robert rasped. Vera leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock.

"Mmh.. No, you're not.." She placed herself between his legs, her muzzle aligning with his canine length.

"Can you go again?" She said.

"Just give me a second.. Gods above, Vera." Robert said, wiping his brow. As if she didn't hear him, Vera's long, snake-like tongue flicked over his length. The dragoness closed her maw around it. He gasped, unintentionally bucking his hips. She grabbed his wrists, forcefully holding his paws in place while she started to bob her head over it.

Vera's wet, silk-like mouth lewdly licked over his cock, the wolf growling and curling his toes in pleasure. He never knew she was capable of this. He hadn't expected her to pop it in and out of her muzzle. The dragoness' one good eye looked up at him with a speck of need.

Above the sound of the fireplace, Vera's muzzle was a tad louder. Wet slurping noises emitted from her as she serviced the wolf. Robert's paws struggled to grip onto her horns, but her strength kept his wrists in place.

"V-Vera-..!"

"Give it to me, little wolf." She said, suckling just over the head of his cock. Robert grunted out in bliss. His cock started to fill her muzzle with his seed. Vera suddenly pressed her muzzle fully down, kissing Robert's knot while her throat milked the wolf's cum.

She seemed to know Robert's body more than he did.

Quietly, she moaned with his cock in her muzzle. The canine panted, gripping the sheets as tight as he could. Vera's throat audibly gulped, greedily swallowing everything.

Pleasure washed any coherent thoughts from his mind. He parted his legs. With a quiet little pop, Robert's cock was free from Vera's maw.

She breathed for a bit, seemingly in a bliss. She swallowed once more, then composed herself.

"..Good boy." She said. "You don't last as long as a dragon would, but you certainly can produce as much as one."

Robert's eyes struggled to stay open. He felt as if his soul was being dragged from his body.

Vera picked him up in her arms and tucket him into bed, a smirk on her muzzle.

In a lustful haze, Robert nosed into her neck. She froze. The wolf kissed her lips. She let out a soft little breath.

"...D-Don't do that.." She said, a blue blush on her cheekscales.

She moved back over to the table to jot down some notes. Robert watched her hips sway gently as she moved.

"Sleep, little wolf. You've got more work ahead of you tomorrow."

-

The dragoness wore nothing but a pair of thigh-high leathers, her chiseled and toned body fully on display. Like a jewel, her scales shimmered whenever she stood in the window's light. For the entirety of the morning the canine had watched her.

Breakfast had filled Robert's belly; a fresh assortment of meat, stew and bread. They had eaten together, Vera asking personal questions about Robert's 'physical' abilities. They sat across from each other, completely nude, the dragoness taking this with a casualness Robert wasn't used to.

All throughout their eating, Robert found himself having trouble meeting her eyes. Even from across the table, Robert studied her features. It took every fiber of his being to keep his eyes on hers to be as polite as possible, doing his best to not stare at her breasts like a teenager. When she finished, she stood to place her book down near the window. The canine watched her wide-hipped ass clench and relax, her tail ever upward.

If she had any intention of determining Robert's abilities to not gawk at a nude female, he knew he was failing this test spectacularly. Even with her current vocation, she still kept her robust frame.

He still respected her as a warrior. Someone he looked up to. Someone he wanted.

Someone he needed.

Once the afternoon came, Vera dug out her book again, writing one long passage. She had asked Robert to sit in bed once more. His chest pounded while watching her cross her legs as she wrote. If she was able to work him off to exhaustion with her paws and maw, he questioned what she had in mind with the two being casually nude all day.

She put her pen down, then sat on the bed next to Robert.

"I'll make something very clear, little wolf. If I'm to understand correctly, your kind tends to become stuck to their partners after sex?" She said. She stated it very plainly and clearly. She looked at him with a hint of desire in her eye. The same need he knew his feelings were growing into. He nodded.

"That's correct.."

"..Good." She said, turning around and clambering up onto the bed. She placed herself on all fours, raising her tail up high.

"..Will you demonstrate for me, little wolf..?"

Robert's heart pounded in his chest. Thoughts swirled in his head as if he was intoxicated. He might as well have been. Her musk was driving any coherence from his head. Even with the size difference between the two, Robert fought the urge not to pounce her now and then as if he was feral.

The dragoness' ass was perfectly round, her sex just visible from the spread of her rump. She wriggled back and forth slowly, turning her one good eye to him. It was fiery with desire now, lacking any snarkiness she usually sported.

Gulping, Robert positioned himself behind her. He placed his paws on each of her cheeks, spreading them a bit further. Her pussy was wet and already Robert's cock was rutting against her cheeks, managing to produce a little moan from her. He pressed the tip against her sex, growling playfully under his breath.

She was as hot as embers. The dragoness pushed back against him. She groaned, pressing her chest down to the bed and raising her tail up higher.

Without any more hesitation, Robert pushed himself inside of Vera's tight walls. The dragoness' body tensed up a bit.

"Push it all the way in.." She whispered. Robert nodded, grabbing her hips and easing his cock into her until his knot kissed the lips of her sex. Her body shook, resting her cheek on the bed. Robert's ears picked up her quietly moaning, "Yessss.."

Drawing in a deep breath, Robert started to saw his hips back and forth. The dragoness growled. She turned back and locked her eye onto Robert's own.

"Don't hold back, little wolf." She said, almost as if commanding him. He did as she said.

Starting to work a quicker rhythm, Robert's hips began to pad against hers. She was clenching around him and even the subtlest of her movements made Robert moan out low. Vera started to push herself back slightly each time Robert humped forward.

"..A little harder, please.." She said. Robert obeyed, starting to pump into her, rocking the dragoness' larger body forward with each thrust. She gasped, suddenly stopping her own movements to let the wolf do his work. His claws scraped across the scales on her hips, his balls starting to slap against her with each thrust. He hooked his leg up for a bit more leverage, huffing and closing his eyes.

Again and again, he thrust into her, the sounds of the pair's mating louder than the fireplace. Vera's pitch suddenly changed.

"Please don't stop.." She whispered. "Don't stop.. Y-you're making me-"

In an instant the dragoness seized up, forcefully pressing back against Robert's cock and grinding her ass against him. She let out the tiniest bit of flame from her muzzle in a moan. For a few seconds she hung her head and panted.

"You alright..?" Robert said. She nodded, shooting him the first genuine smile he'd seen on her muzzle since coming here.

"My apologies.. Just.. have to make sure I don't burn my cabin down." She panted. "Please, continue."

Biting his lower lip, Robert rutted her again and re-started his rhythm same as before. Again, the dragoness let out quiet little noises as Robert railed her from behind. The canine's cock was starting to twitch inside of her. He snarled, his tail whipping back and forth. He didn't want to finish. This was too good to finish now.

The smoothness of her scales and the scent of her musk. The way she occasionally peered back at him. He knew she could easily overpower him if she wanted, and yet she let him take her from behind.

Electricity shot through Robert's body.

He bared his fangs and growled as if fighting off others from his catch. He felt her clench around his cock again, her greedy pussy urging him to give everything to her. He positioned himself fully on top of her, grunting and bracing himself. With a loud, wet pop, the dragoness tensed up again and dragged her claws across the bedsheets. This time she pressed back to really hilt him deep.

Robert smirked; judging by how much she was clenching, this was the woman's first time getting knotted by a wolf.

He wrapped his arms around her torso, instinctively holding the dragoness in place as he bred her. Waves of canine cum filled her, the wolf continuously humping what he could into her as he did.

He lay on top of her backside, panting. Vera hissed out in pleasure, stretching a bit and wriggling.

"How long will we be stuck like this?" She said.

"A long while.. You're really going to exhaust me, Vera."

"Don't relax just yet, little wolf." She said, reaching for her book and writing things down. She looked back at him, licking her lips but wiping the smile from her muzzle.

"When you're able, you are to continuing fucking me. Is that understood?"

Robert's ears fell flat on his head.

"..Yes ma'am."

-

They had mated each night. He noticed she eventually stopped taking notes altogether.

On the second to last night of the arrangement, Robert's ears flicked at Vera's request.

Never in his life had he heard of such a thing.

"And you're absolutely sure about this?"

"Absolutely. Go on. Consider it a part of my research."

With the dragoness' rear fully raised, Robert inched his cock inside of her ass. She let out a pleasured grunt as he filled her. The lubricant she had made was like magic; effortlessly, she took Robert's cock until his knot pressed against the base of her tail.

"How's that feel, little wolf..?" She said. She shifted a bit, her tail subtly wrapping around the wolf as he parted her.

"Vera.." The canine said. This was new to him. He was unsure if it felt better, but it was.. Pleasantly different. She squeezed around him like a vice and he snarled a bit, started to hump into her.

"That's it, little wolf.. Go on.." She encouraged. In no time at all Robert started to quicken his pace. His knot bumped against Vera with each thrust. She rolled her head back a bit, as if she was getting a good massage.

Running on instinct, Robert braced himself and grunted, knotting the dragoness' ass. He held her close as he filled her but she wriggled back against him with greater strength.

"Mmmff, Robert, you naughty little dog.." She said, biting her lip.

"I-I'm sorry.."

"Don't be.." Vera said. She tilted over on her side, opening her book up and starting to write again. Still, he was knotted within her. As she wrote, she shot him a needy, powerful look.

"Don't sit there." She said. "Pull it out and fuck me again. I have a lot of things to write and I don't want to be bored."

-

"He's not coming with you." Vera said to Barnaby. She stood with her back completely straight, looking down at him.

"That.. Weren't part of the deal, Ms. O'Hynna." He said.

"No, but I know you're most likely going to try and leave him in the woods on the way back."

Barnaby clutched his spear. He said nothing.

She tossed a bag down at the older wolf's feet. "Here's two pounds of hacksilver. If Robert will have it, I'd like him to be my assistant for longer."

From inside the cabin, Robert's ears flicked. His tail wagged.

Was she serious?

"You're welcome to challenge me, Barnaby." She said.

"It's just- We'll be needin' someone to clean up around camp, do watches at night.."

"And you don't have myriad other people in your company that can do those things?"

The older wolf scratched his beard.

"Ehh, fine. Do what you will. Not like we'd lose much having the runt stay-"

Vera slammed the door on his muzzle. She stamped over to the window and covered it up with papers and notes and whatever she could.

"Making deals without asking me first, eh?" Robert said. Vera sighed, pointing a stern finger at him.

"No one has made me breathe fire during an orgasm in my lifetime." She said. "You're the first person that's made me do that."

The wolf blushed under his fur. The dragoness stood and walked over to him. His fur felt hot again. He gulped.

"I certainly can't let you go off knowing you're capable of.. That."

Vera huffed as if frustrated. She physically picked Robert up and kissed him.

For what seemed like a minute, they held it.

"I thought kissing was off limits.." Robert said.

"Shut up." Vera said with that genuine smile of hers, setting him back down.

She sat down at the table and looked over her book a bit, occasionally making a note here and there.

"Oh." She sat back, turning her gaze to him. "So, how would you like to be my assistant for longer?"

Robert's tail wagged.

"I think I'd like that." He said.

"Good." Vera said. "Take your clothes off and lay down, please."

-