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The Persistent Dragon Gets a Bath

It was late morning when Jacob walked out to the back yard. In the gardens, next to the spigot, he spied one of the housemaids drawing water. He recognized which one it was from her long locks of golden hair and smiled. Mrs. Wallace was Jacob's favorite maidservant. The twice-married, 30-something woman Jacob approached was friendly, engaging, and both caring and sensitive in equal parts. She had a large basin and washboard in tow, along with a large hamper of clothes and sheets. It was windy today, a great day for washing clothes. The maid politely curtsied as Jacob drew near.

"Master Jacob? Are you in need of something?" she asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Wallace" he began. "I can't find Penelope. Did you let her out?"

The maid lightly chuckled as she returned to pumping water for her chores. "My good boy, you outta be remembering by now that Mrs. Wallace is a thing of the past and I am now one very happy Mrs. McCollins." She winked and flashed a simple golden band around her finger. "Second time's a charm!" she laughed, but then quickly collected herself. "But yes I did let her out. I stopped by this morning and the poor girl told me she was antsy, wanting to stretch her wings and the like. We had a chat and I let her get some fresh air."

"Ah..." Jake frowned. "I wanted to go swimming with her today, with it being the weekend and all. Where could she have gone?"

"Ah, cute," she smiled. "I really hope you don't mind me letting her out, Master Jacob. You know I have a fondness for that dragon of yours too and I wouldn't do anything unless it had her best interest-"

Jacob held up a hand, smiling. "It's no big deal. Just gotta find her now..." he pursed his lips. "She could be anywhere. Father could have a fit if she got into trouble."

"Well you just tell that father of yours that Ol' Millie let that horrible dragon out if he starts to yell at you."

Jacob smiled. "Thanks, Mrs.... Mrs. McCollins." he said, finding it a tad unusual to call the housemaid under her new name.

"No problem." The maid flashed a smile and returned to her work, leaving Jacob to wonder where his dragon had gone.

.....

Less than an hour later and Jacob was reading in his room. It was quiet. The sun was shining in though his open window. Calmly, he turned the page.

And all of the sudden, a loud, booming thunk sounded out from above his head, causing him to jump in place and drop the book onto the wooden floor. Immediately, he rushed to the window and contorted his body in a twist to get a look above.

"Penelope!" he shouted up to the roof, squinting in the sunlight. "That better not be you!"

"So what if it is?" Came a hidden response in a thick, feminine, draconic accent.

Jacob winced. "Get down from there! Father will have a fit! Your claws could ruin the roofing!"

A couple more thumping footsteps were heard, and finally the ever-chipper dragon poked her head over the rooftop. She was grinning. "Only if you come meet me down by my stable!" she churred. And with that, the dragon disappeared with the sound of flapping wings.

Jacob sighed. But as he pulled away from the window, he found himself smiling. It had been two days since Penelope had last seduced him, and by now he was sure that the dragon's behavior was back to normal. Things had been stressful between him and his dragon the past week, what with her being in heat, but her recent demeanor had been a bit more to what he had been used to throughout the years. Penelope was being more like her playful, cute self. At the very least, Jake thought the idea of spending some time alone with his dragon without any overt sexual tension would be a refreshing change of pace.

And at any rate, there was a lake to swim in and a lunch to pack, and Jacob tried to focus his mind on those things instead. On went the swim trunks, the satchel full of food was stuffed, and before Jacob knew it he was out the door. It was another bright, summer day. The sun was hot on his shoulders. A warm breeze blew by, carrying hints of hibiscus and laurel from the backyard's nearby gardens. Jake strode the stone path to his dragon's stable with a slight bounce in his step and a smile on his face, feeling energized from the beautiful weather. Hearing his footsteps, Penelope appeared from around the side of her stable.

And soon as he caught sight of her, Jacob's smile dropped immediately.

"Oh my gosh.... Penelope!"

"What?" she asked, letting out a knowing giggle.

"I... you... You're filthy!" he finally exclaimed.

Penelope's entire body, save for her head and upper neck, was covered in swamp water. Green algae covered her leathery wings and scaled back. Her four sturdy legs were streaked with blackish, slimy mud. The filth seeped in between her lavender and daffodil colored scales, forming creases in the cracks. Grass and mud was stuck to the dragon's feet and dark gray claws. Even the two large, fan-like frills on Penelope's jawline were stained with flecks of muddy water. The dragon looked like she spent a day in the bottom of a river bed.

Penelope did not seem to care about her keeper's reaction. Immediately, the dragon noticed what Jacob was wearing and she bounded up to him with an excited squeal."We're going swimming?" she asked.

Jacob backed up, suddenly hit with the smell of stagnant water and decomposing plant life. "Oh, gosh... looks like you already did that. Where did you go, the swamp?" Jacob put his arm to his nose and held his breath.

"Oh! Well..." The dragon's expression briefly faltered and she looked away. "I, um.... I guess."

"You guess? You're covered in mud and you smell like a dead fish!" Jacob wrinkled his nose. "What were you doing this morning, Nel?"

The dragon immediately flinched. "I... I was hot!"

"But in the swamp? And not at the lake?" Jacob peered at her.

The dragon shrunk back a little and held her fins flat against her head."It-it's closer!" Penelope proclaimed.

Jacob wrinkled his brow in suspicion. He knew his dragon well enough to know something was up. Her usual tells, her general inability to lie convincingly... they were showing loud and clear. The only question was whatever it was Penelope was up to. Jake stayed silent for now, but inwardly he smiled, long ago coming to enjoy the mental chess games with his dragon that they often had.

"Well, at any rate..." Jacob began to plot his next move. "I don't suppose you'd want to go swimming some more then, would you? You can clean off in the lake water."

The dragon looked conflicted. She stood there for a moment in concentrated thought before tentatively speaking up. "Well, I... I don't think you'd want to saddle me up and ride me when I'm all dirty and smelly and such..."

Jacob smiled. His dragon being concerned with the cleanliness of her saddle was not the sort of thought Penelope would usually have. "I can walk to the lake. We got all day." he retorted, despite the fact that he really didn't want to make the trip on foot at all.

"I... Well, I don't want to go swimming. So it doesn't matter!" the dragon finally proclaimed, suddenly carrying her head high as if she was adamant about the subject.

Jacob laughed and brought a hand to the dragon's cheek. "Well, fine. What do you want to do, then?"

the dragon looked up into the sky. "Well... I dunno..." she made a big show of pondering the question for a moment.

"I think you need a bath, actually." Jacob replied, fishing for what the dragon wished.

Penelope looked up at her keeper with an excited grin and opened her mouth to say something, but as if trying to correct herself, she quickly shook her head and instead put on a more plain expression and simply nodded. "That's a good idea."

Jacob laughed again, causing Penelope to duck her head down and fold her fins flat against her head once more. "Why are you laughing at me?"

He smiled, running his fingers across her snout in an affectionate rub. "It's nothing. Just you being silly." His words brought a smile to the dragon. "Now how about that bath?"

"Okay!" she responded, letting out short trill. She seemed visibly excited over the idea.

"I need to get one of the housemaids to go prepare some bath water. You stay right here and definitely don't go flying away to any more swamps!"

Penelope wrapped a mud-stained wing over her own chest and bent down in a mocking show of how a human would bow. "I promise," she replied with a churr.

He smiled in response, but as Jacob turned away his expression darkened. He knew Penelope was no longer in heat, yet somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if this was all just another elaborate plot for the dragon to try and get into his breeches again. He felt conflicted about what was to come.

......

Less than a half hour later, Jacob and Mrs. McCollins were working to bring out a large number of buckets of hearth-heated water out to the back yard. The water was near boiling, and Jake was to bathe Penelope near the spigot, where he could mix the steaming bath water with the cold water from the underground. It was a moderate walk from the porch to the spigot, and the two shared the weight of the heavy buckets.

"So she went and got her self all dirtied up for some reason and wont tell you why?" Mrs. McCollins asked.

"Exactly," Jacob responded. "Its a bit odd, considering Penelope usually likes to keep clean. I mean, she grooms all the time. I think she just wanted to force me to give her a bath."

"Well this was convenient, wasn't it?" Mrs McCollins asked. "You're already dressed for the occasion!" she motioned to Jacob's swim attire.

Jacob had to chuckle at that. "True..."

The two said nothing for a moment as they grabbed another bucket of steaming water.

"You'd think if she wanted a bath she would just ask for one" Jacob started. "Dragons are just..." he sighed. "I dunno. Weird."

Mrs. McCollins laughed. "Master Jacob, I think Penelope just realized she needed some good ol' fashioned pampering, that's all," she said as the two of them set another bucket of steaming water in front of the spigot.

He looked up, a putting on a confused expression. "Huh?"

"A girl's got to feel good about herself, Master Jacob." Mrs. McCollins lectured as they returned for the last bucket. "She'll want to feel pretty and prim and beautiful. She'll want to be pampered and treasured and be doted on by her man."

A lump formed in the pit of Jacob's stomach and he immediately felt his cheeks flush. "Her man!?" Jacob gawked. "Mrs. McCollins, Penelope's a dragon and I'm a-"

Mrs. McCollins laughed. "Geeze, calm down for a second, my boy. I meant it's like that for any girl. Now Penelope... well, you own her and care for her, so you're the closest thing she has, that's all."

"Mrs. McCollins..." Jacob pursed his lips, immediately feeling stiff and awkward for being so quick to lash out. He hoped she didn't find his behavior suspicious. "Yeah... I guess you're right." he finally spat out.

"Now let me ask you... which do you think Penelope would want? Would she want to go up to you and ask for a bath? Or would she want an attentive keeper that recognizes her needs and cares for her without needing to ask for it?"

Jacob frowned. "The second one, of course."

Mrs. McCollins smiled. "Exactly. Now, are you sure you don't want any more help?"

Jacob was relieved to change the subject, and shrugged in response. "You know father wants me to be the one to take care of her. Responsibility and all."

"That's not what I asked." She replied with a wink. "You know I don't give two hoots about what your father thinks concerning that dragon of yours."

"Ah!" He quickly shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine, honestly. She's my dragon. I'm used to it."

The pair put down the last bucket with a groan. There were ten in all. Next to them lay a stack of worn and stained towels fit for outdoor use.

"Fair enough. I'll leave you be." The maid then turned to leave, but she quickly stopped and tossed Jake a cake of castille soap and a large sponge. "Have fun!" She curtsied.

Jacob smiled, catching both with his hands. "I will!"

Still smiling, Jacob made his way to the dragon's stable. However, as he approached the wooden door, he suddenly noticed that his dragon was nowhere to be seen. "Penelope?" he called out.

"Behind my den!"

Sighing, Jake walked around the large enclosure where he found his dragon waiting. "What are you doing back here?"

Penelope put on a big grin. "I want to be washed back here."

"What? Why?" Jacob put his hands on his hips.

"Because I want to be in the sun!" the mud-covered dragon exclaimed, motioning to the sky. The side of the pen the two were on currently was facing the midday sun.

"Penelope.... I am not going to move all that water.... We're doing it by the spigot. We've always bathed you by the spigot. Heck, its not even that shady over there."

"No way!" The dragon shook her head adamantly. She firmly planted her haunches down on the soft grass, intent on not moving.

"Nel..." Jacob whined.

"Back here, please?" Penelope looked up at him, giving Jake her best puppy dog eyes... which was something the dragon could pull off way too effectively for her own good.

Slowly, he felt himself succumbing to the dragon's expression. "Nel...."

"Come on, Jake.... Please." Penelope repeated. Her tone was of a demand more than a question. The muddy dragon got up and slowly snaked around her keeper, whispering "Please please please" repeatedly.

Jacob laughed. "Nel!"

"Please?" Penelope asked, worming her head under his arm. There she nuzzled the human's chest and looked up at him with her sad eyes once more.

"Oh, fine, you silly dragon..." Jacob relented, finding himself smiling as he watched Penelope's face light up with excitement and prance in a circle.

"Yes! Okay! I'll even help you move the water!" the filthy dragon beamed.

Jacob's smile slowly faded as he turned the corner to Penelope's enclosure. She was acting awfully strange today. Penelope was up to something, and he was afraid of what it could be. But he stopped in mid-grab of the first bucket, recalling the words of the housemaid. "She just wants to be pampered." he repeated to himself in his mind, finding that a satisfactory explanation. Pampering he could do. Pampering he would love to do, in fact. It's just that the other possibility...

Jacob watched his swampy, algae-covered dragon joyfully grab the handle of a bucket in her jaws and carry the water around to her pen, clumsily spilling most of it in the process. He couldn't help but smile at the way she moved, how chipper she seemed, how high she held her head, the playful undulation of her tail, the subtle sway of her hips that had this oddly attractive....

Jacob flinched, trying to drive the last image out of his mind. He didn't want to encourage himself.

Before Jacob himself knew it, he and Penelope had moved all ten buckets and the rest of the bathing supplies to the far side of the dragon's stable, far out of sight from the rest of the mansion and it's extensive backyard gardens. He set the last bucket down and looked at the muddy dragon with a grin.

"Well, let's get you all wet."

Penelope let out a tiny squeal of excitement. "Okay!"

Chuckling, Jacob hoisted the first bucket of bath water and poured it over his dragon's lavender-scaled back. Pearls of mud and dried bits of pond scum already began to wash away under the torrent of water. Jake poured slowly, making sure to distribute the water evenly.

"Ah! The water's a bit hot!" Penelope squeaked.

"Well," he admonished, "If we could have bathed you by the spigot like we always did, I could have mixed it with cold water, Nel...."

Penelope frowned. "Well.... I can manage."

"Good." he chuckled, and pat his dragon on the snout. Jacob bent down, plunged the sponge in another bucket of hot water, and lathered it up. He then began to draw the soapy sponge across his dragon's back in long, slow strokes, holding her steady by the chest with his free hand. He pressed in firmly and worked her scales with his fingers, intent on giving his dragon a bit of massage as well. Penelope shivered in place and cooed softly.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yes..." the dragon mumbled, closing her eyes and grinning. "It just feels really good."

Jacob smiled and said nothing for a while as he scrubbed his dragon's back. As demanding as caring for a dragon could get, he never really minded it too much. Yes, she was difficult, stubborn, and a bundle of scaly trouble.... But he was willing to put up with it. And as he looked up and saw Penelope staring back at him with a serene, content grin, he knew why.

"You know, Penelope," he began. "You didn't have to go out and dirty yourself just to get a bath."

The dragon flinched and looked back with a shocked expression on her face. "But... but..." she stuttered. "What do you mean? I just wanted to go swimming!"

"Penelope?" he raised a discerning eyebrow.

The dragon opened her mouth, but then closed it, folding her cheek fins against her head and dropping her neck to the ground, looking forelorn. "You're right. I tricked you. I'm sorry...." she muttered.

Jacob smiled and gave her neck a pat. "Honestly, it's okay, Nel. All I'm saying is you could have just asked, you know."

Penelope's face immediately brightened. She mulled over her thoughts for a minute as Jacob continued his scrubbing. "Well... maybe we can have another bath tomorrow, then..." she ventured.

Jacob laughed. "We'll see..."

Silently, he took her left wing in hand and extended it, finding all sorts of bits of algae stuck between the folded, leathery wing membrane. Penelope extended her wing farther for her keeper, letting him scrub in between her dactyls and wash away the mud and pond scum.

"You're really good at baths..." Penelope churred, causing Jacob to laugh. He finished her left wing and moved around to her right before choosing to respond.

"Wanna know why I'm good at baths?" he asked as he began scrubbing the stretchy skin between her right wing dactyls.

"Because of your hands." Penelope replied confidently.

"I-err, that's not what I was going for..." Jacob looked puzzled.

"But it's true!" Penelope objected. "Your hands are so much better than mine! They can... they can do more things better!" Jacob chuckled. "Your fingers can press and squeeze and rub really good." She held a forepaw up and extended her large, purple-scaled toes, all ending in a dark gray claw, and wiggled each one. "Mine are and short and stubby," she pouted. "And I can't grab stuff as well as you can or do other stuff too well. They're clumsy."

"You still learned how to open doors," Jake offered, taking her paw in hand and lathering it up with his bar of soap. He remembered the ordeal when it was disovered that Penelope could let herself out of her stable at will. It was long ago, when Penelope was little, only about the size of a billy goat and he himself was still a young boy. She had figured it out by some careful studying of how Jacob himself did it. Jacob remembered how angry his father was, and the very next day he had someone come out to "dragon-proof" the door to the stable so that it stayed locked from the inside.

"Yeah, but I can't open doors as easily as you can." Penelope responded. "And I can't take off my saddle by myself, or hold a fork, or pick a flower, or..." Penelope pouted.

Jacob laughed. The dragon had a point: human fingers were far more dexterous and articulate than Penelope's own paws. As he held Penelope's large left forepaw in his hands, Jacob worked his fingers over the leathery pads on her feet, rubbing away the mud and grass stuck between her toes. He then scrubbed up and down her foreleg, removing the stuck bits of pond scum and dried mud.

"Well maybe that's true." he conceded. "Grip and squeeze they can do, but dragons would make horrible piano players," he quipped, laughing to himself.

"Piano?" Penelope asked, unfamiliar with the word.

"Ah, never mind."

When he was finished, Jake dipped her paw in a bucket to wash it off. He then set his dragon's forepaw back down motioned for her other, which Penelope eagerly gave. The pair was silent for a moment as Jacob cleaned her other foreleg.

But anyway," Jacob continued. "I was saying I know why you think I'm good at giving you a bath." He stood up, having finished both forelegs, and looked at his dragon in the eye. "And it's because I care about doing a good job and I like to make sure my dragon enjoys it." he smiled.

Penelope returned his smile with a churr and nuzzled his chin. "That too."

Jacob laughed. "You like to be pampered, huh?"

The dragon looked back at her keeper with a smile that forced the tip of her tongue out the front of her mouth in an absurdly cute manner.

"May-be?" she trilled.

He put a soapy hand to her cheek. "You wanna be coddled and loved and appreciated?" He asked, grinning.

Penelope's eyes widened further, as did her excited smile. "Please?" she asked.

"I think that can be arranged. So... where do dragons like being rubbed?" he asked. A silly question, to be sure... and one he already knew, but it had its desired effect on the dragon.

Penelope's jaw opened in a smile, and the dragon fanned her cheek fins, delighting in his playfulness. She thought overly hard about the question. "Umm... I like it when you touch my snout..."

Lathering up with the soap, Jacob moved his hands to her snout, rubbing the purple scales on the top, causing Penelope to let out a quiet, purr-like growl. Jake knew it was one of her favorite places to be pet. He worked his fingers along her scales, working the soap into her skin. When he was done he poured fresh, warm water over her snout, and Penelope held in a big breath as he did so.

"Where else?" he asked as the dragon shook her head to and fro, shaking off the excess water.

"Mmm.. and my cheeks and neck," Penelope whispered, licking him on the face in affection.

Smiling, Jacob lathered his hands again and worked her cheeks, running his fingers between the spines on her muddy cheek fins. He then moved to her neck and slowly worked his fingers into her neck muscles, causing the dragon to let out a slow groan as she basked in the massage.

"That feels so good, Jake," She churred.

"Good." He smiled. "Gotta make sure my muddy little dragon gets herself a good bath."

Penelope let out a tiny squeal of happiness at his words, causing him to chuckle.

Jacob ran his soapy hands down the dragon's neck, rubbing away the slimy mud and gritty algae stuck to her neck. He moved down her throat, gently rubbing up and down the banded yellow scales there. He then took the sponge full of fresh water and wiped her down.

"Where else?"

"Mm. My shoulders and chest."

Without replying, Jacob moved his hands down, lathering up again and massaging the base of her wings and the shoulders of her forelegs.Penelope shivered as another chill ran down her spine. Closing her eyes, she let out a tiny, almost inaudible trill. The two said nothing for a moment as Jacob pressed his fingers in, rubbing the toned muscles underneath the dragon's coat of purple scales.

"You're really good at baths," Penelope replied for the second time, causing Jacob to laugh.

"Where else?"

Penelope bit her lower lip again and grinned. "I want you to get my back and flanks."

"I already did that." Jacob cocked his head in confusion.

"I know." Penelope churred. "I want you to do it again."

Taking the sponge in hand, Jacob smiled. "Alright, alright."

Steadily, he finished his scrubbing of his dragon's shoulders, and slowly moved to her lavender flanks. Penelope was like putty in her keeper's hands, completely enjoying every touch, squeeze, rub, and massage from his slick, soap-covered fingers.

Jacob bent over to get at her belly. As he moved lower towards her hind legs, Penelope let out a playful coo and lifted her hind leg to allow him better access.

"Keep going." Penelope whispered. The dragon looked to be in nirvana its self.

Jacob frowned. For the first time in two days he felt a little twinge of awkwardness. It was happening again. His dragon... He thought it was over. Part of him had had hoped it was over. But she was acting on some rather sexual thoughts once more. He stood up and looked at his dragon in the eye. "This is just a bath, Penelope. That's it."

"Please? I'll be good!" the dragon promised.

He stared at his dragon for a moment before deciding to trust her. "I... Okay."

Standing at Penelope's side, he turned his back to the dragon's face and bent over once more. Jacob wrapped an arm around his dragon's back to balance himself as he began stroking the suds-filled sponge along the dragon's lower belly. Penelope's belly was the muddiest part of the dragon, and he spent more than a bucket of water just scrubbing her yellow-tinted belly scutes clean. Bits of algae and black mud dripped down her legs in a soapy mess. As he moved further down her belly, Jacob felt Penelope's spine arch and she immediately lifted her hind leg for him again. Pursing his lips, Jacob began to scrub in between her legs, hoping to get this part over with as soon as possible. Eventually, he found himself scrubbing right where he knew her slit was, and passed over the area as quickly as he could.

"Jacob, you naughty little boy!" Penelope churred.

"There's nothing naughty about it, Nel." He gruffly replied, still bent over, facing her rump.

"Maybe there is...." he heard his dragon go off on a tangent.

And all of the sudden Jacob felt a nip at his butt. He yelped and flinched and immediately stood up, feeling his cheeks turn red. Penelope looked back at him with a grin and the tip of her tongue sticking out of her closed mouth, trying not to giggle.

"Penelope!" he cried.

Jacob's dragon was unapologetic. "What?" she replied, innocently. She turned to face him.

He put his hands on his hips. "You said you'd be good."

"I am being good, Jake. But you...." the dragon turned closer to him and gave a lick on the neck. "Your hands are just being too good," she churred. "I liked where you were putting them."

"Nel..." Jacob sighed as he felt his dragon start to get frisky. Already he felt the temptation to give in to her sneak into his mind. He tried his best to not let his emotions get to him, still not feeling comfortable with seeing his dragon peruse him as a sexual partner.

"Oh, come on, Jake..." the dragon replied as she nuzzled his chest. She nipped at his shoulder with a tiny growl. "Maybe you should loosen up..."

"Cripes..." Jacob shook his head, trying to get the naughty thoughts out of his mind. "We're just here to give you a bath, that's it." He pulled away from his dragon to get another bucket of water. The lack of Jacob's chest suddenly against her snout caused Penelope to object with a tiny cry of protest.

"Let's just get this over with," he started coldly. His words caused Penelope to pout.

Jacob moved to the dragon's hind legs with the sponge and began to wipe them down quickly. He wanted to hurry before he gave into temptation and did something with his dragon he'd later feel ashamed about. Penelope looked back at him expectantly as he took the dragon's large tail in hand and began to wash it down. Playfully, she started to tease her keeper with her tail tip as Jacob worked up the length of her tail.

"Penelope, knock it off!" he admonished as he felt the dragon's soapy tail snake between his legs and rub against his thighs. "Stop it or we're done, here." He stepped over her tail, removing it from between his legs.

"No!" she giggled, swaying her hips subtly. She wrapped her dripping wet tail around his waist and constricted him in one fluid movement.

"Hey!"

"You're mine, now, human..." she churred deeply in her throat. "...and until I let you go you must bathe me completely." Penelope gently flexed the muscles in her tail, squeezing him tight.

Jacob tried hard not to let the sexual undertones of the situation get to him, despite finding himself getting a little excited over his dragon's words and constricting tail. She was an effective tease.

But as much as Jacob wanted to object, it was very hard for him to argue with the dragon when she was being this playful. He found himself smiling.

"Ah..." he sighed, giving her a playful rub on her rump. "Fine, Nel."

"No, not like that! Say 'Whatever you wish, my dragon.'"

Jacob rolled his eyes but couldn't hide his smile. "Whatever you wish, my dragon," he sarcastically parroted to her.

Penelope raised her head back in a show of proud satisfaction. "Yay! Now continue washing my tail like a good little human and don't stop until I say so." She followed up her command with a giggle.

"Gosh darnit, you're too cute for my own good, Nel," he muttered, letting out a quiet chuckle.

Jacob continued scrubbing the soapy and muddy tail around his waist, working his way up. Gripping her tail by the tip, he slowly unwound it as he cleaned. But as Jacob got closer to the dragon's tail base, he once again began to feel anxious. He moved quickly, not wanting to linger, and his sponge never reached underneath her tail as far up as the dragon wished. Penelope pouted when he removed the soapy sponge from her scales.

Jacob rinsed his dragon off quickly and threw the sponge into an empty bucket. "There. Done." he smiled and turned away to wipe himself off with a towel.

"Ja-ay-ake," the dragon playfully sang. "You missed a spot!"

Jacob froze in his tracks. He knew where she was going with this.

He slowly turned around to see his dragon presenting her rear to him, lasciviously lifting her tail with a slow, side-to-side sway and a soft giggle. Underneath, the dragon still had bits of mud and algae between her legs and in the crook of her crotch.It was the one place Jacob felt uncomfortable spending too much time cleaning. Penelope held one forepaw in the air and looked at Jacob innocently.

"Come on, Jake," the dragon taunted. "You aren't going to clean my entire body?"

"I...." Jacob sighed. "Oh, fine."

Begrudgingly, he took the sponge and quickly ran it between her hind legs and under her tail once more. Penelope let out a short coo and arched her neck as she felt the slippery sponge run across her slit. But before she knew it, her keeper removed his hand.

"There," he said, tersely.

Penelope looked back again with a pout on her face. "You didn't do a good job..." she complained, and raised her tail even higher for him. "Do it again."

"Cripes..." he muttered.

Jacob bit his lip as he spied between the dragon's hind legs again, trying his hardest to not let his arousal get to him. There was no mud in the crook between her legs and crotch anymore. She was clean. Momentarily, his eyes drew to the dragon's slit. The outside was puffed and raised due to her own arousal, revealing a little pink from her inner walls. The dragon was definitely antsy for him. He could almost imagine how hot she was back there....

Jacob felt his pants begin to tighten even more, betraying his reasoning and personal objections. Abruptly he jerked his gaze away to try to shake the thoughts he was having and met the dragon's eyes again.

"You're clean back there. I can see it."

But Penelope shook her head no. "No I'm not. Now do it again."

Jacob put a hand out and leaned against Penelope's hips and gave her a look, nodding slowly. Both human and dragon had a stare-down and neither said anything for the moment as they quietly analyzed each other's motives.

"I thought you were over with your heat, Nel," he stated, flatly.

"Well... yes..." The dragon ducked her head down in shame. "I didn't lie. But I still want you to mate me, Jake. I've wanted that for a while, actually. Since before my first heat." She pouted, slowly lowering her tail. "My heat that only makes the feelings worse, Jake. They're not going to go away..."

Jacob took a big inhale and held it for a second before blowing it out his mouth. Her words were getting to him and he had to try and surreptitiously adjust his swim trunks that hid his own arousal. Jacob had been hoping that once out of her heat, his dragon would return to normal. That he wouldn't have to worry about being seduced by her or tempted to lay with her again....

And now he knew for sure that he was wrong.

"Don't think about that. Just think about the bath," she begged. The dragon was trying to get his mind off of his reluctance. "Come on, Jake. Do it one more time to make sure you got all the mud.... Don't you want your dragon to be really, really clean?"

"Okay... um, I'll try again," he stuttered.

Penelope looked back with a content expression. "Good," she whispered, and closed her eyes, awaiting the soapy touch of his fingers once more.

But just as she began to wonder where the silken strokes of his hands were, Penelope heard the sound of a bucket being picked up. Immediately, her rump was hit with a huge torrent of water that caused the dragon to yelp in surprise and whirl around.

"Jacob!" she glared at him, being angry enough to use his full name. "That's not what I meant! You're not playing along!"

Jacob couldn't help but laugh as he set the now empty bucket on the ground.

"Oh, give me a break, Nel... you know I don't want to do this...." his smile quickly faded and turned into an unsure expression.

But Penelope approached her keeper with a confident swagger and rested her chin on his shoulder to nuzzle his neck.

"Yes you do, Jake... I know you do," she responded. The dragon latched on to his ankle with her forepaw so her human couldn't step away. And then, the thumb claw of her left wing found its self at Jacob's crotch, causing him to jerk his hips in reflex and gasp as she fondled him through his swim trunks. Instantly, his hand jerked down to the front of his pants to grab hold of her wing.

"Penelope!" he gasped.

"See? You're already aroused," she whispered as she traced the underside of his already firm erection with a single, dark gray claw. "You want to. You just feel conflicted, right?"

"I..." Jacob sucked in a sudden breath as he felt his dragon touch him. He gripped her wing in hand, trying to will himself to push it away. "Cripes..." He couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I know you want to, Jake... " the dragon amorously licked her lips as she looked up at her keeper. Her wing claw began to fumble with the waistband of his swim trunks. "So why not?"

He furrowed his brow, knowing what he wanted to say next would likely hurt his dragon's feelings. "Because..." he began, finally mustering the willpower to gently pry tear her teasing claw away. "You know why, Penelope."

She began to pout and let out a whine, not expecting him to actually answer her question.

"You're a dragon." he began, letting out a sigh. "You're a dragon and I'm not!"

"But... but you wanted to our first time! It didn't matter before!" she pleaded.

He shook his head. "And I've felt ashamed of it since then. It doesn't matter if we've done it before or not. This isn't exactly normal or-"

"Jake..." she whined. Penelope didn't want to have this conversation now. Not when she was so close to getting to her fantasy come to life. "Don't think about that!" The drippinng wet dragon stepped closer, bringing her chest to his thigh and wrapping a wet wing around his back. "Don't think... just focus on the feelings..." she whispered, using the thumb claw on her other wing to gently caress his erection once more. "Don't you feel that you want to have some fun?"

Penelope felt her keeper let out a frustrated groan. He knew he couldn't answer her question truthfully without encouraging her.

"Jake..." she pulled her wing tight around him, her eyes pleading in their expression. "Please...."

Jake almost let her in on her look alone. He hated himself for putting himself through these moments, and for a moment wished he could say yes without guilt or shame. Gently, he pushed his dragon away and looked at her in the eye. "Uh, come on, Nel.... we're outside. Someone could see us." His voice wavered unsteadily in the air.

Penelope looked back at her keeper with a provocative grin. "That's why I wanted to be bathed back here, on the side of my den facing away from the house." She darted in to Jake's neck, planting a slow and sensual lick. "Just barely far away enough where no one can see us or hear the two of us."

The warm tongue on his neck sent shivers up Jacob's spine. "I..." he put his hands up to the dragon's neck. "Penelope... you... you sneaky little snake of a dragon!" He pulled back and looked at her, both surprised at her forethought and mildly angry at himself for falling for her plan all along. "Cripes! You planned this from the start! This was never about wanting to be pampered or.... or..."

"I never said that, Jake." she whispered. Giggling cutely, Penelope sat back on her haunches and reared up to pull Jake in with both her forepaws this time. She was fast and fluid enough in her movements that Jake could barely react. He

"Ah!"

Instantly, he became wrapped up in flexible, bony wing digits and their stretchy, leathery webbing. He staggered back, but the dragon met his movements on her two hind legs as she wrapped her wings around him and began moving her paws over his body. One dragon forepaw wrapped around his waist. The other found his chest. She pulled him close. Jake's body quickly became wet as he was pressed against her dripping, soapy scales.

Penelope rested her head along his shoulders and squeezed him tight, churring loudly as she felt his human body press up against her own. "I really do love baths. I love feeling your hands on my body. I love having you bathe me, your strong hands working into my scales, being held in your embrace, I love it all." she churred. "And what I love to imagine next is feeling your scrubbing go ever close to that spot under my tail...." Penelope trailed off, her sentence devolving into a rumbling growl as she imagined the next part of her fantasy: Jacob exploring and "cleaning" her vent with his fingers and tongue. The dragon squeezed again with her wings and pawed along his chest. "You know which spot I want cleaned, right? Let me show you where it is on your body...." Still slick from the soapy ground, her paw then began to glide down Jacob's stomach, aiming ever closer to his swim trunks.

"N-Nel..." Jacob spat out, feeling his chest tighten with arousal.

And with that, Penelope's soapy claws found Jake's member. Her paw instantly slipped over his swim trunks and the dragon wrapped her draconic digits around him. Jacob stiffened up in her embrace and let out a gasp as she squeezed and kneaded him with her powerful toes through the wet fabric.

"There's the spot!" she trilled. "Right there."

"Nel!" he grunted. "Gah!"

Penelope held her keeper tight and growled deeply, getting worked up over the arousal she felt in her paw, knowing it was for her, that Jacob was antsy for her and not some female human.... it drove her wild. "It feels so good, doesn't it, Jake?" she whispered.

He couldn't lie. "Mrf.... Yes."

Penelope felt a tiny swell of arousal at his answer and let out an antsy growl. "You know how good my touch feels on your body... so imagine how good your touch feels to me."

Jacob gasped as her claw went lower to gently lift and stoke his balls. "Urg... well..." he didn't finish his sentence, not wanting to admit she was right.

Jacob weakly struggled in the dragon's tight embrace, too conflicted to fully push her away. Ah, geeze, I dunno, Nel." he whined. "I just..."

"You didn't finish my bath, Jake," the dragon churred. "Now I want the part that comes next. I want you to clean the last part of my body that's still dirty..." her claws gripped him tighter. "...And I want you do to a really, really good job. That's all."

Jacob said nothing in his dragon's tight embrace, mesmerized by how forcefully she was coming on to him. He wiggled what he could of his arms free and tried to hold his dragon back, letting out a quiet groan into her scaled shoulder as her soapy digits slowly worked him.

"F-finish your bath, and then what?" Jacob stuttered, starting to feel himself give in.

The lavender-scaled dragon looked at her keeper with narrow eyes and growled as her paw lewdly groped him once more. "I think you know what comes next."

"Cripes..."

"So what do you think, Jake? Please? Finish my bath?"

Jacob looked into the dragon's eyes. He took in her amorous expression, her strong wings and forepaw squeezing him tight, her lustful, licentious groping of his crotch. His cheeks burned. His chest tightened. His loins tingled with excitement. Something had to give. He felt about to burst.

"Alright, Penelope," he whispered.

Penelope's face brightened and she let out a quiet squeal of excitement at winning her keeper over again. "Thank you, Jake!" she delightfully caroled, planting a few excited licks and nuzzles on his neck as she slowly let go of her keeper. The next phase of living her fantasy was well underway.

And as his dragon slowly unwrapped her legs and wings from his body, Jacob felt a twinge of frustration that the good feelings he got from her paw on his crotch was no longer there. His arousal was high, his mind was muddled, and as his dragon turned around, presenting her rear to him, Jacob felt himself stepping forward automatically and putting his hands on her rump without even thinking about why. He was worried about encouraging her even more, about being caught out in the open with her, about what everyone might think if they knew....

But right now, none of that mattered. He was too aroused to care.

Slowly, Jacob trailed his fingers underneath the dragon's tail. He slid down the crook between her rump and tail base, running across her daffodil belly scutes, past the puckered indentation that was her tailhole, and finally, he came to a rather yielding section of scales that were a bit warm to the touch. Penelope let out a quiet trill as he touched there, and even Jacob himself felt the anticipation in his mind growing.

The lavender hued dragon bent forward and lifted her rear high in the air for her keeper. "Do it," she whispered to him, raising her tail and looking back with eyes full of desire. "Touch me. Feel me, Jake."

Her words, her look... they were the last straw for him. Immediately, Jacob let out a long exhale and wrapped his other arm around his dragon's waist as he went in deeper and began to draw the sponge right across the cleft in her scales: the entrance of his dragon's vent. And despite the fact that a part of him could not un-see this dragon as a purely platonic companion for most of his life, he found himself starting to get used to exploring her body in sensual ways.

... and he liked it.

"Cripes, Nel..." he gasped, pressing his crotch up against the dragon's haunches to give himself some tiny release from the ache in his pants. "How are you so good at being hot?"

It was Penelope's turn to laugh at her keeper's behavior this time. The dragon did not respond, though, being too preoccupied with the hand between her legs exploring her slit sending wonderful feelings throughout her body. Every second he spent exploring his dragon's slit only made Jacob more antsy and ready to continue.

"I don't think I need the sponge anymore...." he muttered. His words caused Penelope to let out a tiny churr of excitement. He dropped it with a wet squish and splashed fresh water underneath his dragon's tail before diving in once more.

He heard Penelope let out a gasp as she felt his fingers there. Jacob felt the skin between her soft, flexible scales stretch and give as he rubbed and stroked. She was wet there already, and he felt his fingers moisten with the slick fluid of his dragon's natural lubricant as his fingertips drew across the paired lips that served as the entrance of her vent. He looked up at his dragon and smiled, seeing her already enthralled with the light stimulation.

"Jake..." she whispered. "Seeing you do this is so hot." She curled her tail to wrap around his shoulders, causing him to grin.

Jacob rubbed and massaged her outer slit for a little while before gently parting her folds. He stroked along the inner walls, and teased the sensitive nub that lay protected just inside the apex of her reptilian entrance. His wanderlust fingers felt like magic to the dragon, and she melted in his arms, leaning back into his palm with nothing to answer with but a series of quiet coos and grunts.

"Jake..." Penelope whispered, starting to pant. "Remember what I said... about your hands?"

A smile wrapped around his mouth. "Yes." he replied, as a finger started to delicately twirl around the firm little nub hidden inside her folds.

Penelope gasped at the sudden sensation and stifled a moan, reducing it to a quiet whine.

"I... don't stop." she breathed. "Just don't stop."

Penelope leaned forward and hoisted her rear end high as Jacob continued his exploration. Her lavender tail swayed softly in the air. Her wings were draped along the soaked, soapy grass on the ground. Seeing her keeper actively pleasure her, seeing him take initiative and come on to her, especially when she already fought so hard to not have him be reluctant and conflicted.... seeing all this happen drove the dragon crazy. It was what she had always wanted. Penelope loved to imagine a forceful Jacob, one that would kiss her passionately like human lovers always do, imagining him going down on her, focused on her pleasure, imagining him taking her forcefully on all fours....

So far, things were off to a great start.

Jacob took his other hand and spread the dragon's scaly vent open, for the first time getting a good look at her inside.

"Nel..." he breathed. "I think you're gonna like this."

Jacob took two of his fingers and sunk them into his dragon's scaled slit, immediately causing Penelope to churr with pleasure. Slowly, his fingers became encased in her warm, silky depths, and when he pressed in to his knuckle, Penelope squeezed her vent and constricted his digits with excitement. Jake felt a bit excited to see his dragon at the whims of his own touch. Just as he began to rock his fingers inside of her, he took his other hand and resumed the stroking of the sensitive nub just above her vent entrance.

"Ooh!" Penelope cried out, churring deeply. The dual mode of stimulation was causing her to squeal with delight.

Jacob watched her scaled slit lips stretch and pull around his digits. It was like they hung on to him and didn't want to let go. The dragon was surprisingly wet already, and after a few minutes of the stimulation, a small dribble of her fluids ran down Jacob's wrist as Penelope enjoyed a small orgasm. The dragon rocked against his fingers with glee, biting her lip and panting loudly. She panted his name, taking a moment to spread her legs wider for him and inviting him to continue. Seeing his dragon act like this, all antsy and wanton... it was sending Jacob up a wall for reasons he couldn't really explain.

Jacob suddenly felt a caressing stroke on his cheek. He looked up and saw his dragon staring back at him, grinning seductively. Her tail tip was brushing up against his face. Slowly, he felt the dragon's tail dip and slide across his body with sensuous, slow swishing motions, the film of soap on both bodies was making it easy. Down across his chest, around the small of his back, and then across his belly the tail moved, until her tip found Jake's thigh. She began to sneak along the human's waistband slowly, causing him to grin with anticipation.

"Just what are you playing at, Nel?" he teasingly asked. Laughing at her behavior, he increased his attention to the dragon's vent, and began rubbing at her clit at a steady pace. Penelope instantly grunted and purred with pleasure as both her vent and clitoris were massaged by her keeper's touch.

The dragon huffed loudly from arousal. "You're so hot, Jake. I want to feel your cock. I want something to squeeze and hold on to."

Her words caused Jacob to raise an eyebrow. He felt a swell of arousal.

Penelope's tail inched lower and, after several tries, she successfully managed to insert the tip of her tail down Jacob's swim trunks. There she searched for his shaft-it didn't take long-and the dragon wrapped its tip around him, causing the Jacob to lurch and grunt. She curled and flexed her tail tightly, letting out a purr-like growl as she did so.

"See? Isn't that better for you?" the dragon asked as she gave a particularity hard squeeze.

"Unf... yes." Jacob managed. Penelope continued massage and squeeze Jacob's organ as she was pleasured by her human's fingers. Steadily, he worked his two fingers inside the dragon's hole, pressing in to the knuckle and wanting to go in farther, repeatedly rocking his hand into her slit lips. Meanwhile, his other fingers ran across her sensitive clitoris in steady circles. The dragon's heat was becoming noticeable around his hands. The dual mode of stimulation was effective for the dragon and the longer it went on the more animated Penelope became. Slowly, she began to breathe harder. And then she began to increase her groans and growls with each push of Jacob's fingers stretching her vent open.

"Mmf... I'm close, Jake... don't stop," the dragon whined.

Not long after, She shut her eyes tightly and moaned, feeling her first orgasm run through her body, and Jacob sped up, eager to give his dragon a good climax. Penelope's internal muscles clamped down tight on the human's fingers as Penelope thrust her hips up into the thumb rubbing her clit. Her tail's grip on Jake's cock also tightened, causing him to gasp. Penelope lifted a leg up gingerly as she came, arcing her back and squealing excitedly. A small bit of draconic fluid oozed out of her pulsating vent, covering Jacob's fingers. She rocked her hips in the air mindlessly as her claws dug into the wet, soapy grass.

Jacob did not relent until his dragon lowered her head and began to slow her humps. Penelope looked back, panting, seeing her human grinning back at her. She gave a low purr and squeezed the cock around her tail.

Jacob slowly pulled his fingers from his dragon's vent as she came panting off her climax. Both knew she wasn't done. Removing her tail from Jacob's swim trunks and growling out of pure lust, The lavender-hued dragon slowly turned, planting each foot down with premeditated movement. The smell of her arousal was now thick in the air. Penelope licked her lips as she drew close. "You know my claws have been in that exact same place many times before.. but yours... gosh, they feel so much better."

Jacob weakly nodded with eyes wide open and a goofy smile spread on his face.

Penelope took a step closer, growling quietly under her breath. "What do you think, Jake? Do you think its hot that I use my claws to explore down there?"

Jacob was so enraptured by the sultry and seductive dragon before him that he could barely speak. He managed to get one word out through his wide grin.

"...Yes."

Penelope got right in his face, letting her breath wash over the human. She licked her lips slowly, making a show of her long, muscular tongue.

"What about my tongue? Do you think it's hot when I tongue at my vent, Jake?"

"...Yes"

"And..." Penelope began, nuzzling his cheek amorously, letting her scales rub against his skin before opening her mouth in a whisper. "Did you know that when I do it.... I like to think of you tonguing my vent instead of me?"

Jacob's mouth dropped open, but no words came out. Penelope giggled once more at his reaction, before quickly composing herself and putting on her seductive face once again. She loved being able to toy with her human... it gave her a sense of power and control that the dragon relished. Penelope topped off the tease by licking at Jacob's slick finger a few times, tasting it, before taking the whole thing in her mouth and suckling on it. The dragon closed her eyes and trilled as she ran her tongue over the digit, tasting the familiar flavor of her own arousal. She lapped at every inch of skin, removing the slick fluid completely before popping it out of her mouth. She then looked at the human in his eyes, bringing her snout a mere inch away from his quivering lips, and whispered:

"I saved the other finger for you. Taste me."

Jacob's eyes widened. He had never thought to do such a thing, and to be honest with himself he thought the idea (considering she was a dragon, of all things) would be rather unpleasant. But staring at his dragon, he silently complied, too aroused, too eager to continue to say no. Penelope watched eagerly as her keeper slowly inserted his finger in his mouth and closed his lips.

Immediately, a slightly acidic, savory flavor filled Jacob's mouth. It was an odd flavor to place, but Jacob found that it wasn't as bad as he imagined. Penelope stared with wide open eyes, transfixed, as she watched her keeper lick off his finger and gingerly swallow. She held her breath. Jacob thought she looked so excited that he thought the dragon might have another climax right then and there.

Penelope let out a huff as her keeper licked his finger clean. "Jake..." she whispered, letting out a quiet whine. The dragon didn't want to ask. She was waiting for him to say something, to start the next step in her fantasy. She wanted the experience to be perfect.

Jacob met her eyes. Penelope looked like she was about to explode from anticipation. Her expression told him everything he needed to know. And like an attentive keeper that recognizes his dragon's needs and cares for her without her needing to ask, he took the initiative.

Jacob lowered himself to his knees. "Turn around and lift your tail."

Penelope let out a squeal of excitement and whipped her body around as fast as she could, almost smacking him with her tail in the process. "Oh Jake, you have no idea... no idea..." she began to gush as she backed up into him. "I want this so bad!" Penelope bent her chest down to the ground and rose her tail high. "I mean, I've thought about it and imagined it so many times before and its just so hot seeing you want to try this and I figure with all the times I've licked and sucked you and seeing how much you enjoy it that you might want to return the favor and oh gosh if you do it I'll do anything you want I swear just anything-"

"Penelope," Jake interrupted, laughing. "Shush."

Jacob's dragon looked back at him with the biggest grin.

Jacob gave her hindquarters a look, steeling himself for what he was going to do. Even if he wasn't really prepared for this, even if there were a thousand personal objections running in the back of his mind, even if the idea of doing this to a dragon made him uncomfortable.... there was no way he was going to disappoint her. Not when she wanted it this badly.

Despite the fact that putting his lips on a dragon's vent was not high on his list of wants, Jake was willing to do it for Penelope to make her happy. He did his best to not second-guess himself as he took the dragon's haunches in hand and brought his face up to her crotch.

The view was intimidating. Penelope's daffodil-colored belly scales dominated his field of vision. The dragon's vent was slightly swollen with arousal, her slit lips just barely parted on their own, showing off the pink inside. A tiny drizzle of dragon fluids ran down Penelope's belly from her first orgasm. He could smell her strongly, now: the thick, earthy scent of an aroused dragon. He tried to imagine that Penelope was no different than any other girl with her wants and wishes.... it gave him a bit of reassurance.

And as Jacob began to affectionately rub his dragon's still-dripping hips and thighs, he leaned in, bringing a hand once more to her slit and rubbing across her wet entrance, lightly massaging and stretching the scaly, outer skin. His other hand traveled up her thigh and wound around the base of her tail. He felt a series of rolls in the skin from the dragon curling her tail so high. He took a deep breath and held it for a second, and suddenly became aware of Penelope's short pants. The dragon was looking back, anxious beyond measure. She was waiting.

"Jake..." the dragon whined.

"Cripes, nobody better come looking for me any time soon..." he muttered, leaning forward once more.

And before he knew it, Jacob brought his lips to the dragon's own. The scaly skin gave way easily to the push of his lips. They were surprisingly hot to touch. The flavor he tasted earlier began to work its way back into his mouth as he began to explore across the sensitive slit in his dragon's daffodil scales. And all in all, the experience wasn't as bad as he thought.

He heard Penelope let out a quiet gasp and Jacob leaned back for a split second, blinking, as a moment of self-awareness came to him. Never in a million years did Jacob ever think he'd be doing what he was doing right now. He tried not to think about it.

Jacob took things slow. Silently, he began to plant kisses along the cleft of scales that guarded her entrance. Slowly, his objections and uncertainties left his mind as Jacob focused on what he was doing. He felt his tongue push past his own lips as he began to lick across his dragon's hide. He felt the pebbly edges of her scales lightly scrape his tongue. But as he moved in closer to the center, the scales became smother, smaller, and the skin became stretchier. And as he traveled between her lips and flicked across the entrance, he suddenly found himself gingerly lapping just barely inside of her, spreading the dragon's lips wide on the flat of his tongue and swiping across the pink, sensitive skin inside..

"Jake..." the dragon whispered, letting out a sudden, swelling growl.

"What?" he asked in between licks.

"... so good..." she huffed, closing her eyes tight.

And despite the conflicted emotions he had bubbling underneath, Jacob smiled.

His hands began to wander. Jacob stroked the dragon's thick tail and thighs, running his hands over the spiny growths on her tail base and rubbing her scales affectionately as he carried his tongue across the opening of his dragon's vent. His lips and chin were wet with her fluids. Above, the dragon's thick tail swayed and occasionally jerked upwards in his hand.

Growling quietly, Penelope slowly inched her hips back further as she felt her keeper begin to lap and mouth at her vent once more. His tongue felt electrifying, his grasping hands on her rear and tail were enticing, and his prodding and explorative lips were divine.

"Mmmm." the dragon churred. "More!"

He picked up his pace, finding it in himself to let go of his inhibitions and begin to lick harder, more confidently. The taste of his dragon filled his mouth. Jacob moved in, pressing his head firmly against Penelope's entrance, mashing his lips to her own. He felt her scales pressed against his cheeks as his tongue lapped up and down just inside, before trying to insert his tongue as deep as it could go into her vent, sending chills and waves of pleasure up his dragon's spine.

Penelope's body jerked for a moment. A growl escaped her lips as she basked in the feeling of her keeper's tongue penetrating the entrance to her vent. Her biggest fantasy finally realized, lived out, and experienced for real this time...

And she loved it.

Penelope was like puddy in his hands. The dragon gasped and growled loudly, whispering how good it felt and how hot Jacob was and how she didn't want him to stop for anything in the world. She swayed her neck to and fro, her eyes shut tight and mouth fixed in a moan as she focused on the feelings her keeper was giving her. His tongue was disappointingly small... she used to the size of her own version that was longer and thicker. But even so, this was nothing like her lonely nights spent in her pen, her fantasies of him coming on to her and licking her to orgasm.... in some ways it was better! She never imagined the kissing, the sucking, never expected his tongue to move quite the way it did, never anticipated to feel his hands running across her body, petting and stroking her as he licked. All of it... all of it together was driving the dragon in a frenzy. Her mind was buzzing, her eyes unfocused, and she couldn't help but get lost in the wonderful feelings.

Jacob hugged his dragon as he began to flick his tongue in and out of her, squeezing her tight around the tail and thigh. He was embracing her in a way that was foreign and uncomfortable to his mind, doing strange things to the one that he was still used to thinking about as an platonic friend and companion and a dragon first and foremost! But an odd part of himself was starting to get used to what he was doing, getting used to his dragon and understanding her needs.

... and as he continued to mash his face against Penelope's scales and repeatedly thrust his tongue as deep as it could go, Jacob let himself admit that he had been getting turned on by what he was doing.

"Jake!" Penelope lustfully growled. "More!" she cried as the dragon began a small climax. She began to press back into her keeper's face, wantonly yearning for more stimulation. Her body moving without conscious thought, hoping for, wishing that there was somehow more tongue hidden away somewhere. She leaned in more, wanting to feel her keeper's face pressed against her tightly, hoping he'd go south to her sensitive spot. And all of the sudden the dragon heard Jacob let out a muffled "Mmmf!" and his head left the space between her legs completely. It was the last thing she wanted during her climax!

Anxiously, Penelope lifted her hind leg and bent her neck to look underneath her tail, finding that she had accidentally pushed her keeper to the ground. He was laying down, propped up by his forearms. He stretched out his uncomfortably bent legs and wiped his dripping wet chin on the back of his arm as he met her gaze.

Jacob's smile slowly faded as he saw the descending dragon crotch above his head. "Woah, Nel, hold on a sec... Woah!"

Quickly, Penelope brought her hips down and rested them above her keeper, half-way laying on his prostrate body. She laid her belly on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin, and then lowered her tail over his head. She was demanding, desperate for more.

Jacob felt claustrophobic as the dragon crotch quickly descended on him. Above him, Penelope growled deeply and arched her hips down to the ground, squatting on his face.

"Mmmf!"

Jacob fought back, trying to push the dragon butt off of him. He succeeded for a moment, straining against her weight, and cried out.

"Penelope! What's gotten into you?"

The dragon rear in his hands flinched and suddenly stopped pushing. Slowly, the hips rose on her own, a hind leg rose up, and he saw Penelope's face appear as curled her neck to look under her own tail. She looked to be coming out of a daze.

"I'm.. Gosh, I'm so sorry, Jake..." she panted. "I'm... I just got carried away." The lavender hued dragon looked deeply embarrassed and couldn't meet his eyes.

Jacob smiled, and as his dragon began to lift her hips up farther in a show of apology, he suddenly wrapped his arms around them and held fast.

"Wait."

Penelope looked down at her human underfoot and stared. Her eyes were full of surprise.

"Just don't suffocate me," he joked as he pulled his dragon's hips back down.

Penelope arched her neck and a gasp escaped her lips as she felt her keeper begin to mouth and lick at her vent once more. There it was! After all the work she did to entice and arouse and seduce, after all the effort she tried to get Jacob to be less reluctant.... Suddenly seeing her keeper want to pleasure her, to take initiative and guide her, all while he licked at her vent, too... well, it was just all too perfect for the dragon!

"Ah!" She cried out, excited and surprised by his behavior. Penelope growled deeply, curling her tail and flexing her wings in slow rapture as she carefully lowered herself on her keeper while he licked. "You're so hot when you take control like th-Ah!"

Penelope was interrupted by the pretense of a sudden tongue pressing inside of her. And although Penelope couldn't see it, Jacob smiled. He took his tongue and wiggled and flicked as he felt her own silken walls give way to the stiff, prodding muscle. Jacob explored every nook and cranny of her vent vent and its soft outer scales. He lapped inside of his dragon, and stroking and steadily her slick walls with his tongue, and chuckled when Penelope began to growl in a husky show of approval.

There was a large, lavender-scaled dragon thigh on either side of Jacob's cheeks. A thick, muscular tail rested above his head, showing off its daffodil-hued scutes. He had one hand wrapped around Penelope's back, the other spreading his grip around the underside of her tail. And Jacob wanted more.

The surprisingly soft lips of his dragon's slit were brought back to his mouth. Jacob mouthed and kissed at them, sucking on the sensitive skin and enjoying sending his dragon to her happy place once again. Penelope squealed with joy as her keeper began to lick and nibble at the entrance to her vent. She pressed back, moving her vent on his mouth a little, guiding him to hit once spot that felt really, really good....

And as if on cue, Jacob finally moved down to finally lick at the sensitive nub that was tucked away safely inside her scaled entrance. Penelope's reaction was immediate.

Instantly, the dragon squealed and squirmed in place, flexing nearly every muscle in her body. The wait, the anticipation had been nearly torturous, but as she felt her keeper wrap his lips around the nub and begin to give it his full attention the entire experience was nearly too good to be true. Already, she felt one orgasm welling up inside of her and the dragon cried out and began to claw at the ground on either side of his legs. She tried her best to keep control of herself and not sit down completely. The wonderful, pulsing feelings in her vent overtook her body and did not end for what seemed like half a minute.

And when it was over, Jacob had not stopped.

"Jake," Penelope growled, too enraptured to think of anything else to say at seeing her reluctant keeper become so eager. She looked down at his body, suddenly becoming aware of the obvious tent in his swim trunks. The dragon lowered herself down, and being larger than him, she had to awkwardly arch her neck and spine a bit, but in the end she came face-to-face with the bulge. In an instant, her claws snuck underneath and pushed the fabric down...

Jacob moaned into the dragon's vent when he suddenly felt a warm mouth engulf his member. Caught up in her own arousal, the lavender-hued dragon had taken to pleasuring the cock in front of her snout, slurping along the shaft and suckling at a steady pace. Penelope was beyond teasing, past licking and enticing. The dragon wanted cock in her mouth. She grasped him between her paws at the base and suckled hard, especially paying attention to Jacob's tip inside her mouth, which seemed to be the dragon's favorite part. Penelope's fluids were smearing all over Jacob's face, but he cared little... he was too enraptured by the feeling of his cock being serviced by his eager pet. The smell of her heat, and the acidic, savory flavor of her fluids were overpowering his senses. Moaning into the dragon's cunt once again, he grabbed Penelope's hips and pressed her crotch into his face, wrapping his lips around her clit.

She briefly came off of him to effusively ramble.

"That feels so good, Jake," the dragon gushed. "Your tongue, and your hands, and your lips and your..."

The dragon trailed off, too distracted to think about what else to say as her train of thought derailed into another bestial, rumbling growl. She went back to servicing the saliva-covered cock between her paws as she continued her pleasured growl and Jacob felt every vibration on his shaft, causing him to jerk and squirm in pleasure underneath the large dragon weighing him down.

The dragon on top of him lapped at the erect cock between her paws all the more eagerly, her licks fast and frantic, coating the shaft in a thick sheen of draconic saliva. His tongue was sending the dragon in conniptions. She squealed in spite of herself as his probing fingers found her vent and began to press in, and lifted her tail even higher, not wanting any of it to ever stop. Penelope then leaned forward swallowed her human's cock once more, eagerly sucking along the shaft and relishing the feeling of the firm flesh in her jaws. She loved being able to pleasure her human, to show him the same type of feelings she was experiencing.

"Jake!" the dragon cried out lustfully between ragged breaths. She slammed her eyes tight and braced herself as Jacob began to aggressively suck and lick at her clitoris. The feelings were becoming too powerful for her to concentrate much. Penelope sunk her head low as she sat over her keeper's face, trying to hold on for dear life. Every swipe of the tongue, every sudden suction, the rhythmic licking was driving her crazy. It didn't take much longer. Only a few minutes later, the dragon could feel she was close to a big orgasm. She pawed at the ground and a smoky snort escaped her nostrils as she began to feel a tightening, filling sensation in her insides.

Suddenly, Penelope let out a wild snarl and her body began to seize. Jacob, with his mouth over her slit and tongue pressed against her clit, opened his eyes wide as Penelope began to press back into him once again. The dragon was so lost in her conniptions that she pressed down onto her keeper, pressing his face deep against her scales, yearning for more. She slowly squirmed on him, completely lost in the moment, her tail thrashing as her internal vaginal muscles spasmed and contracted around his two fingers and she began to leak fluids onto Jacob's mouth and face, where they trickled down his cheeks.

The orgasm was intense. Penelope shivered, no longer in control of her own body. All she wanted was more. Feeling her keeper bring her to these heights of pleasure with his tongue, feeling him eagerly lick her vent, feeling his faced pressed deep into her crotch, having him squeeze her hips and tail tight, it was almost too much for the dragon. She clawed at the ground and writhed in place as she wantonly pressed her slit against her keeper's mouth, completely lost in her feelings. Her thick tail thwapped against the ground repeatedly, splashing muddy, soapy water everywhere.

And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Penelope's heights of pleasure began to die down. She slowed to a stop and let out a few more groans before she felt Jacob finally end his oral onslaught. She came off of her keeper's cock sloppily, unable to pay much attention to it. Feeling him finish, Penelope rolled off her keeper and fell to the ground with a flop and a squish of muddy, soapy grass. She panted hard and drew her forepaws to her chest as she tried to catch her breath with heavy, short gasps. The dragon lay there in a complete daze.

Jacob propped himself up on an elbow and rubbed his sore jaw with his free hand. The dragon had put a lot of weight on his face that he wasn't prepared for. But as he spied his dragon, the way she looked thoroughly exhausted with the ragged pace of her rising and falling ribcage and listless body, he felt it was worth it.

"H... how was that, Penelope?" he asked with a huff.

The lavender-hued dragon didn't respond at first. She took in a deep breath and then let it out as one long churr before raising her head and meeing his gaze. Her eyes were wild, her tongue hanging sloppily out of her panting mouth. The dragon looked possessed to him, appearing still quite aroused and eager.

"Jake...." she started, glaring at him with narrowed eyes and a wicked grin.

"You didn't come yet...."

Jacob opened his eyes wide in anticipation.

Immediately, the dragon pounced on him with a growl, lowering her head and engulfing his member between her jaws. Jacob swore as Penelope immediately situated herself, wrapping her forepaws around his hips and holding on. She laid down between his legs and aggressively worked the shaft in her mouth with her tongue, making up for lost time during her climax.

"Penelope!" Jacob cried out. "Cripes!"

The dragon churred in her throat as she worked his shaft at a nearly delerious pace, working to get him off, to get him to finish. Penelope pawed at his stomach and thighs, keen to have her human satisfied.

"Holy crap," he gushed, and swore again. Jacob doubled over and cradled the dragon's head nestled deep in his crotch as she serviced him steadily. Penelope let out a short "Mm." sound as she tasted a small gush of pre-cum.

Jacob knew he wouldn't last long like this. The sucking, pulling, massaging motion of her tongue was too effective, too perfect.

"Penelope..." he whispered. "I'm close..."

But just as quickly as it started, it stopped. He looked up in surprise as Penelope began to crawl on top of him.

"Good. I want to see you finish in me." she churred, straddling his legs and immediately placing her slippery wet slit across his shaft and pressing down. The self-lubricated scales glided across his skin like it was nothing.

Before he knew what was happening, Jacob was taking his saliva-coated cock in hand and guiding it inside his dragon's vent. He felt his tip brush up against the cleft in her slit lips, already taken by how surprisingly warm she felt. Once he was there, Penelope sat down on him with a pleasured hiss as she felt her walls stretched open. She rested her crotch against his own and looked down at her keeper and growled. The dragon planted both forepaws on either side of his shoulders to situate herself. She then lifted up her hindquarters slowly, and then slammed down once.

Jacob was caught by surprise. There was no time to enjoy the moment, no time to savor the feeling of her silken passage. Penelope immediately began to bounce up and down on him feverishly, still quite far gone. Jacob shot his hands out to the dragon's purple hips and swore.

"Come in me, Jake." she growled, licking her lips in antcipation. "I know you're close. I want to feel it."

"Ah!"

Jacob shut his eyes tight, focused on the immense warmth snugly wrapped around his cock. Feeling his dragon's passage tightly grip him, having her hips rock against his own, the antsy, swishing tail between his legs was driving him crazy. Penelope worked her hips in a frenzied pace, hoping to get him off soon. Each dip of her haunches drove him deep in her vent, spreading her sensitive walls apart. He lay there pinned against the ground for several minutes. She bent down and began to anxiously lick at his chest and neck, urging him to finish. He felt the hot breath from her pants wash over his skin. his hips sank into the muddy, soapy grass under their combined weight.

"Penelope...." he groaned. "You..."

He wanted to say his dragon was ridiculous, that she was too wild and aggressive for him. But as intense as she was, the dragon's efforts were also effective. He began to feel his insides tightening, the pressure welling up, and he siezed with pleasure. Jacob set his teeth and grunted, holding on for as long as he could, and her vent snugly gliding around his cock, every push of Penelope's hips sending him deep inside the dragon... they did their job.

Jacob groaned as his body stiffened up like a board and he gripped his dragon hard, holding her down as his hips moved automatically and he thrust deep inside of her, feeling all the pent up teasing, seduction, and foreplay of the bath well up and release its self in one single moment. He arched his back off the ground came deep inside of Penelope, and the dragon on top shut her eyes tight and shivered as she felt his hips jerk and cock throb inside. Penelope threw back her neck and head to the sky, feeling wonderfully filled. She tightened her internal muscles around him, squeezing him with glee, feeling for sure at least two more spurts inside of her, and hoping for more. She whispered a quiet "Yes" in feeling her keeper claim her once more, focusing on the sensation and loving it.

When all was said and done, Jacob finally relaxed, his hands stopped digging into the dragon's hide, and he let out a large sigh.

"Penelope..." he gasped for air.

Penelope lifted her hips to remove him from her now dripping vent and scooted back so she could lie on him, face-to-face.

"There..." she said, panting heavily with an open mouth and lopsided tongue, looking down at her keeper as he tried to catch his breath.

"That was the best..." she took a moment to swallow. "The best bath ever."

And the only thing Jacob could do was smile.

TO BE CONTINUED

Post story notes:

~Oh man oh man I am so sorry for having to leave it like that, but can you blame me? I spent so much time writing about that ridicoulously long bath and seduction scene that I had no room to put in more. Over 13,000 freakin words! Holy crap I am horrible at keeping things short! I really do apologize for drawing out that bath scene for SO LONG. I like writing about seduction and foreplay a lot. So sue me. I don't blame you if you just raged out at some point and skipped ahead to the acutal sex.

~I also like writing about dialog. Penelope's character is fun to write dialog for. Nearly all of the pre-sex text is dialog. I can't not write it!

_~Good grief, this dragon is insane. She's practically obsessed with seeing Jacob give in and show even the slightest bit of eagerness and desperately wants him as some kind of long-term mate. I don't really know how she came to be this way. It just sort of happened. _

~I went through SO MANY VERSIONS of what happened. I even had an entire blowjob scene CUT. :( I realized that story-wise, and pace-wise, it was better to focus on Penelope getting her bath fantasy realized rather than breaking that up with a blowjob. But don't fear! The blowjob scene didn't disappear! I still have it!

~Mrs. McCollins might have a role in the future, plot-wise. Also, I PROMISE to finally get Penelope and Desmond together next time so I can finally reveal what is going on between them and stuff cause there's a lot.

~Also I came up with so much other new material that I did not get to post. Seriously I have so much writing sitting around from old chapters that I didn't fit in I could probably make one or two "lost chapters" of things that happened earlier.

~Why do I do this to myself? I have no clue. I write too much. Arrrg, I hate it when I write too much and then have to cut so much material! Adfasd ljkadf kasdlfgj ljg awe;glha dlj