Maybe This Will be the Day
Hey everyone, so this is a story that's original concept was in my head for a while and I just wanted to write because it seemed like an awesome idea. Well the story has gone through several rewrites and here it is I really hope you like this, it was a lot of fun to write. And by the way, +/- mean time has passed -/- mean there is a perspective change.
Maybe This Will be the Day
From his position in the construction site Quinn could see his target as the crosshairs danced to meet his prey. The human smirked as he watched the dead morph walking from one end of his scope to the other. As the dark haired human watched the wolf's eyes dart around the conference room Quinn began to wonder Was killing a living being worth the money? How much does it take to cut a life short, rob children of their fathers? Wives of their husbands? Parents of the sons? Was it really worth it? A split second later the wolf's head combusted, painting the wall behind him red, Quinn lay there with a wicked grin painted across his face picking the spent cartage off the ground.
"No" he answered to no one in particular "But hot damn if it wasn't satisfying."
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Quinn's car rolled through the night past the orchards, and through the gates of his lord's home. The entire ride back Quinn replayed the scenes of all his past kills including todays in his head, lightly chuckling to himself remembering a particularly gruesome kill. The 6'5 ripped man wasn't a psychotic killer, no far from it. He was a black hand, human slaves taught how to kill competition for their masters who typically were CEO's of Fortune 500 companies. Quinn was born under the "Drop of Blood" sign meaning he was taking from his parents at birth and taught to kill for whatever anthropomorphic lord owned him. With his birth sign Quinn was blessed with enhanced stealth, steady hands, great patients, and a talent for killing. However Quinn didn't believe any of that mumbo jumbo, all he knew is some anthropomorphic animal fed him, gave him a place to stay in exchange for killing some other morphs and a few other services.
As Quinn's car neared the extravagant mansion he began to feel dread for the meeting he would have with his draconic overlord. All Quinn hoped for was that it would do its job right for a change.
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From its position high in the rafters of the ceiling common in draconic homes a pair of golden eyes watched with unrivaled glee as its prey approached the home. Maybe this'll be the day the eye's thought. Beneath the eyes sat the head of 'Dragon's Fire Pharmaceuticals' the lumbering Dragon was busy filling forms for his company when a TV report caught his eye. The news show displayed pictures of a red stained wall and theories of who is responsible. The old beast rose filled with rage, losing all control the CEO shot a wall of fire at the plant in the corner of the room watching as it burned to a crisp. The golden eyes began to wonder if the old Dragon would get to the human first.
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Quinn entered the mansion hearing the roar from a pissed off dragon. "Just my fucking luck" he swore under his breath. The human began his climb up the stairs to the last door at the end of the west wing. In front of Quinn stood a large pair of doors the large doors were carved with elegant depictions of dragons of old. Some images depicted the great beasts setting fire to castles and the humans in them, others of dragons fighting each other. His rifle case on his back his lungs full of air Quinn stepped through the doors ready for anything. He was careful to make note of every tiny detail that could tip him off to his master's mood, the burning fichus in the corner told Quinn what he already knew: he was screwed. When Quinn entered the room his draconic lord rose from behind his desk. Just slightly taller than Quinn the dragon started forward stopping mere feet from the human "Master" Quinn said plainly bowing as he was taught "Is something the matter?" he asked in his most practiced servitude voice.
"Cut the shit." The dragon spat coldly "What in the name of Alduin was that today?"
"You gave me a target, I took down said target master. I don't know what is upsetting yo-" Quinn's sentence was cut short by a set of claws slicing his face.
"I gave you orders not to kill him until the stock market shut down for the weekend! Do you know what you cost me today hmm?"
"No Master I do not." Quinn replied trying to contain his rage while grabbing his face.
"A 1.3% drop in my stocks! That means investors will be pissed, they invest in us because our stocks NEVER drop! Well today we did thanks to your idiocracy."
"With all due respect master the information you gave me said he was leaving for his niece's recital in Chicago and wouldn't be back for another month. It was my only shot and I took it. Deal with it." Before Quinn could regret his words the dragon grabbed him by the throat and held Quinn against the wall.
"You're more trouble than your worth human." He growled "You may be worth your weight in gold behind a trigger, but you're more useful as my meal any other time." The overgrown lizard dropped Quinn, he took a sharp breath gasping for air. "What is my family's creed worm?"
"abigne inferni mors libera nos."
"Which means?"
"From the flames of hell, we deliver your death."
"Correct, so if we deliver death that means death is looming around us constantly. I paid twice your worth because I was told you could teach. Yet my daughter hasn't learned anything about avoiding hitmen like you, why is that?"
"I've taught her to think like an assassin to avoid an assassin."
"Then why hasn't she shown any progress she seems just as daft if not more so than before."
"She knows not to tip her hand. In fact to prove my 'use' to you master I'll prove just how good your daughter is." Quinn pulled out a knife from his vest.
"What are you going to prove with that boy?" The old lizard asked amusingly. Without uttering a word Quinn threw the knife into the darkness of the ceiling. Not a second later a spy with golden eyes had fallen onto the dragon's desk. The spy was nearly six feet tall tail to horn, covered in ebony colored scales that reached to the wrists, tail, and ankles where they turned scarlet red, though the spy was draconic she was surprisingly human like in appearance.
"Hi daddy." Was all the dragoness could muster
"She's been here the whole time master, and you never noticed. I think that speaks volumes of my teaching ability." Before the human could enjoy his victory the wind was stolen from inside him as his master threw a fist into Quinn's chest, forcing the human to the ground.
"Quinn I will be in Chicago to give the family my deepest sympathy of their departed, make sure Skyla here stays out of trouble and continues her lessons. I expect her to surpass you if you are doing your job right." And with that the old dragon left the room leaving his slave gasping for air, and his daughter on the desk.
Skyla rolled off the desk grimacing at the spot where the wood cut her she walked over offering a hand for the human. Quinn had, had enough of this lizard family for one night, he stood up ignoring her hand and began to walk out the door allowing a few drops of blood to fall to the floor. _The servants can get that_he thought to himself walking toward his room, Skyla in tow. She had followed closely behind him irritating the human. Skyla was the part of the job he despised, not so much of her herself but having to deal with her father's expectations of where his daughter's skill should be. She was a quick learner, and treated him like an equal instead of a servant, in fact she looked up to him seemed always calling him
"Senpai?" He hated how she called him that, and he couldn't get her to stop, something about her draconic heritage dating back to water dragons of Japan or some crap Quinn didn't really care about.
"Yes, m'lady?" he answered she was still her masters daughter.
"What did I say about calling me that?" she whined, though she was several decades older than Quinn in age she would barely be considered 22 in human age.
"Sorry. Yes Skyla?" he asked in a slightly pissed tone of voice hoping she'd go away.
"I-I'm uh sorry I messed up tonight, I know you said to always be hidden and I didn't do it, since you saw me." Quinn could hear to sadness in her voice, she was genuinely ashamed, she was a good student, she always gave as much as she could and didn't give up easily, which is why it ticked him off how submissive she could be.
He took a deep breath turning to face her "You didn't mess up, you did everything you were supposed to...for the most part."
"What do you mean 'for the most part'?"
Quinn shook his head too tired to explain, "We'll go over it tomorrow, training begins at 7am."
"But tomorrow's Saturday!" she whined
"And we have a lot to go over, you're the one who wanted to learn CQC remember."
Her face instantly lit up "We're really going to do CQC training tomorrow!" she yelled in excitement.
"Yes, we are, now go to your room and get some sl-" Quinn sighed "When did you get hurt?" he asked looking at her side slightly damp with blood, and bruised wing.
"I'm not hurt I'm fine" she insisted
Sighing again Quinn looked at the dragoness "You are thick ma'am, you need to fix that, should I have a servant bring medical supplies to your room?" Skyla gave a small huff of air through her nostrils
"Well that would have been fine until you called me ma'am, do I look like a ma'am."
"Well you are my master's daughter so yes you should be addressed as so."
"And I told you, just because my father owns you doesn't mean you have to be so stiff all the time, loosen up, we're friends right, call me Skyla I don't like my Senpai calling me ma'am or m'lady" she put emphasis on the last one sounding like English Royalty.
"I'm not your superior stop calling me Senpai, you are of a higher class than I am."
"But you know more than me, but if you are insistent on being my servant than fine I'll treat you like a servant." With a faux royal clap, she commanded "Quincy take me to the medical room and repair my wounds, this is an order."
"Yes, Ms. Skyla." He responded dragging his way word toward the medical room and away from his bed.
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Skyla lay in her bed rubbing the bandages Quinn put on her side. She could never figure out that human, but really she wasn't sure if she wanted to. He may seem like a cold killer, pissed off about being a blackhand to a draconic overlord, forced to teach a dragoness how to avoid death, but she knew on the inside he didn't hate his life. He was always kind to her, and she could always see a smile on his face when she mastered a new skill or technique, and well maybe she had a crush on him. She knew she could always count on him to help her whenever she needed it, whether he was a shoulder to cry on when she didn't find a date for her senior prom years ago or when he caught her after she slipped while learning to shimmy on ledged to evade kidnappers. The memory of falling into his arms sent a wave of heat across her face. She knew they could never work he was a blackhand, her father's blackhand if her father ever caught her swooning over his blackhand, Quinn would either be sold to the highest bidder or eaten by her father out of spite.
"Why can't I just like a morph like a normal dragoness?" she yelled into a pillow All of the males she knew from university sickened her, they were either obsessed with 'conquering' all the females, or fighting for 'territory' they never owned.
She began rubbing her bandages again remembering the warmth of his hands as they cleaned her wound and applied the bandages. That imaginary warmth turned into a very real, fire in her core. She gave a sigh as her paw traveled past her waistband while images of Quinn shirtless filled her head.
"Maybe one day." She told herself.
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7am came too early for the dragoness's liking. Her alarm continued to blare in her even after she chucked it across the room, the alarm finally stopped when she threw a book at it letting the dragoness fall back to sleep.
+/- (30 minutes later)
Skyla was ripped from her dream world when something took hold of her foot dragging her through the halls of her mansion. Instinctively wrapping her wings around her chest for protection, she thrashed about trying with every fiber of her being to break free of the grip her mysterious captor had on her foot. When her captor let go of her foot Skyla found she had been dragged to the training room, and it didn't take her long to figure out who dragged her there.
"Morning sleeping beauty, nice of you to join me." Came a familiar voice, lifting her head she saw Quinn with his back turned to her she relaxed her wings letting them fall back to their original place, Strange she thought he always taught me never to turn my back to my opponent no matter what, why was he? He cleared his throat "There's a shirt for you in the med room, I suggest you get ready."
What did he mean by that? She wondered standing up then it hit her, she never put a shirt on last night because of the gash! Quickly she covered herself with her arms and wings running to the medical room.
Her mind was a whirlwind of questions Did he know I didn't have clothes on before and got them? Wait so was he in my room before staring at me while I slept? Oh Alduin I hope he was, wait that doesn't sound right. Maybe he was just being nice by not looking at me! Or maybe he took pictures while I slept! Oh yea right like he'd do that, he's not interested in you remember. The sad part was this wasn't the first time it happened, whenever she over slept Quinn would come up with some clever way of shocking her awake, but this was the first time she didn't have a shirt, or bra on.
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Quinn sat against the wall waiting for Skyla to return hopefully fully dressed this time. He had to admit he was surprised when he walked in her room to wake her up only to find she was nude from the waist up, her one hand in her pants. She was defiantly asleep, but her hand never left her pants or moved. While he did his best to avert his eyes while getting her a shirt and underwear for training before dragging her down there, but he couldn't help but noticed how much she had filled out since he first arrived at the mansion. It would have been her sophomore year of high school, the same year Quinn would have been if he was born with fur, and since then he had normally only seen her in sports bras and training gear. She really was a beautiful looking dragoness Hope I didn't freak her out too much Quinn thought to himself realizing she had been gone a while.
Just then the doors swung open with Skyla's head low to the floor not looking at him. Well I made today awkward, bonus point for me he sarcastically thought to himself. He figured the best course of action was to ignore it and hope she wasn't thinking as deeply into it as he was.
"So..."Quinn started "You ready for Close Quarters Combat training?" he asked
Skyla face brightened like Quinn hoped it would nodding her head violently "Yes, Senpai."
"Good, see all the med kits in the corner of the room?" He asked, she nodded her head "Good so when I ask for the med kits you won't go running to the medical room right?" she nodded again. "good" Quinn said again taking his shirt off showing off his chiseled abs. Skyla felt her face brighten and heat up quickly, if it wasn't for the ebony scales she would have been as red as her hands. "Ok, Skyla look," he started "For learning CQC you are going to need to inflict a lot of damage on me ok?" the dragoness was shocked, was he really asking her to hurt him!? "You know I can take it, to properly learn this style of fighting you need to keep attacking no matter how hurt I may look, can you do that?"
"But what if I really hurt you?" She asked fearfully
"Skyla look at me." She didn't need to be told twice, but seeing his tight pecs, and six pack still sent a fire to her cheeks. "I'm made to take abuse; if I really need you to stop I will yell...something, I don't know what is one thing I could yell that would make you stop in your tracks?"
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She didn't know why but she just said the first thing that came to her mind. "I love you." She immediately regretted her words whishing she could take them back and say something else, anything else!
Quinn gave her a puzzling look, then began to laugh.Great he thinks saying I love you to me is a fucking joke! Well at least I know he didn't sneak into my room to creep._Skyla thought to herself, the thought still depressed her a bit "Sorry." Quinn said between laughs "That is defiantly something that would make stop fighting, anyone who can 'I love you' while getting the shit beaten out of them deserves at least a shot I think." The dragoness perked right up _I STILL HAVE A CHANCE! She yelled in her mind. "Now when someone comes in close to you" he took a few steps closer to her "What's your first reaction?"
He was so close to her she the light blue tint of his vanes through his skin, her first reaction would be to tackle him to the ground and ravish his body. But all she could do was stammer "I-I w-w-w-would shift my weight t-to my foot furthest away f-from him."
"Good up until now that would be your best move but now assume you can't run away, the target in front of you is going to kill you what would you do?"
"P-punch him?" she said while simultaneously throwing a fist at her human trainer. Her fist never landed, instead with an almost ballerina like grace Quinn ducked the punch, pivoting on his foot spinning around the dragoness grabbing hold of her free arm bringing it behind her back. Before she could react, Quinn had his other arm across her pointing her face up towards his. His face was so close to hers she could feel his breath.
"In CQC you wait for your opponent to throw the first punch, this what you will learn today: how to counter a grab or punch." The human told her letting go of his hold on her. A whole day of holding Quinn, I think this is going to be a good lesson. Skyla thought to herself.
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By the time the two broke for lunch Skyla had just about mastered the grab counter much to Quinn's pain. Having claws that were always out each time she grabbed his arm or side to counter him her claws would wreak havoc on the human's non-armored skin. The two sat against one of the walls in the training room eating the sandwich the servants brought. Skyla glanced over at the human, he looked like he just went through a meat slicer, she pushed out all feelings she had towards the human during training but now that they weren't fighting the dragoness felt like she betrayed him. Even though he sat there eating like nothing was wrong she could tell he was in pain.
"Hey Skyla" Quinn began, she turned to him "You're a hell of a fighter, I'm surprised you pick up the technique so quickly took me a little under a week to do what you did in a morning." Skyla felt a blush cover her face, he was always so nice to her, she felt it was time to make a move.
Leaning over she rested her head on the human's arm "Thanks senpai that means a lot, sorry about the cuts thought."
Quinn let a laugh escape "Don't worry about it, but..." he let his sentence trail off. Skyla picked up her head worried
"But...?" She was afraid of what he was going to say her mind was a fog of fear What could be wrong? He said I did good, maybe I didn't do good enough, I'm probably a huge disappointment, that's the whole reason he's nice to me isn't it? What if he's going away on another assignment and won't be back for a long time again? I don't think I could stand to be away from him like that even if it's just training. Maybe I should tell him how I feel, why is this so hard?
He began to rub a gash on the back of his neck "But... I love you." Skyla froze d-did he j-just say he loved me?
"W-What?"
"I said I love you." HE DID SAY IT! Skyla thought she just died and went to Valhalla, he just told her she loved him, Quinn LOVED HER! What should she say? "Uh Skyla, I said I love you, anything you want to do?" She knew just what to do.
Acting purely on impulse the dragoness tackled the human to the ground smashing her lips to his. "I love you too Senpai!" she practically yelled. Skyla savored the human's taste, it was salty from sweat, a bit rusty from blood, and sweet, not actually sweet but kind, she couldn't describe it but he tasted kind. She only broke the kiss when she felt him flinch. "Are you ok Senpai?" she asked worried she just hurt the only thing she actually loved.
"Uh..." was the only sound that left Quinn's lips as he sat up shaking his head back and forth, lost. "I um...wanted a med kit that was um... well what was that?" He asked lost. FUCK! Was all she thought, she just destroyed any chance she had to be with the human. Wrapping herself in her wings the dragoness ran out of the training room and to her room as fast as her legs would let her.
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Quinn sat dumbfounded What in name of hell just happened. They had agreed that when he needed a med kit he would say 'I love you'...right? _Was this all because of this morning..._Quinn picked himself up walking to the medical room. He began cleaning the blood off himself, when his reflection started talking to him
When her father finds out you are dead. The reflection said
"Why nothing happened, she kissed me, she ran off I didn't do a thing." Quinn justified
Right so dragging your master's shirtless daughter out of bed and down a hall is nothing?
"Her fault for not getting up."
Right because staring at her breasts while she sleeps is totally not creepy or anything
"I wasn't staring!"
With the drool coming out of your head I could have filled a pool
"You can't do shit! You're in my head! YOU'RE NOT REAL!"
Ouch, defensive, you and I both know when a target is defensive he's guilty
"I'm not being...! Ok fine you got me I think she's hot, I'm sure this was just an impulse thing brought on by hard training."
Yea 'hard'
"Fuck you, she'll come out we'll shake hands all will be good."
Look man you need to go talk to her, this isn't going to fix itself
"And how do I suggest I talk to her?"
Just like you did when she came into your room crying a few years back, sit down talk to her
"Ok how's 'hey so I know you kissed me and said you loved me, would it be weird if I said I did love you, oh and if you dad finds out I will be dinner.'"
Ok, ok how about 'are you ok? I ran you hard today, do you want to talk about this?'
"Fine, I'll talk to her, you know for my reflection you are nothing like me."
Because I'm not a reflection remember 'you're not real' you're just crazy
After coming to terms with the fact that he just called himself crazy Quinn threw on his shirt and went to the dragoness's room.
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Skyla lay on her bed curled in a ball tail wrapped around her, covering her face with her wings trying to shut out the whole world.You messed up! The thought was all that was in her head hundreds of little voices whispering it. She curled into a tighter ball trying to shut out the words, but they didn't stop. "That's it, he's never going to talk to me again." She said to herself a tear rolling down her cheek. "He's probably going to ask daddy to sell him, eat him, or get someone else to teach me since I just threw myself at him!" just then a knock came to her door.
"Skyla?" Quinn's voice asked "Hey Skyla, you ok? Look if you don't want to talk about..._that,_it's ok, but if you do want to talk about that, or anything at all, I'll be out here in the hall meditating, just come out and get me if you want to talk...if not just knock on your door I'll leave and do...something I don't know, the only thing I had to do today was train so...yea. I'll be out here...chilling...if you want to ...yea..."
Skyla picked her head up he seemed so...rambly, was it because he was nervous too? No it was because you tried to rape him!
I did not! He kissed back...right she argued with herself, he did kiss back didn't he, she didn't remember him resisting at all. He didn't turn all assassin and flip her over or throw her off. Maybe she did still have a chance! She quickly wiped the tear away from her face and ran to her door. Nearly ripping the door off its hinges she opened the door, Quinn must have been sitting against the door since he fell to her feet. Jumping to his feet the human seemed off guard stammering "I-I was j-j-just sitting there m-meditating and...yea. So..."
"So..." Skyla responded she had no idea what to say she didn't know what he was thinking or what she should say. An awkward silence hung heavy in the air.
"Do you...want me to leave?" Quinn asked
"NO! I uh mean no, could you please stay." She asked, nodding Skyla went to her bed, Quinn pulled up a chair. The silence returned, Skyla sat with her hand folded in her lap while Quinn tapped at the chair with his finger. "So...are you ok? I didn't hurt you too bad did I?" Great way to open up
She could hear Quinn lightly chuckle "Yea peachy, you didn't hit anything vital, but next time I think we're going to trim you nails a bit." He said 'next time' so he's not totally offended!
"Next time?"
"Yea, I'm not going to stop teaching you just because you did a number on my torso..." She couldn't figure out if he was serious, or if he was just trying to dodge the issue.
"What about...you know..."
"...what do you mean?" Quinn asked nervously
"YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!" She screamed, "We can't just act like it didn't happen, maybe you can sweep it under the rug say I was stressed or something, but I can't." A tear silently rolled down her face "It wasn't stress, I meant it when I said I loved you, even if you hate me forever, even if you treat me like shit I can't stop feeling what I feel." She was afraid to look up, whatever happens, happens if he walks out and pretends it never happened fine, but at least she can say she told him how she felt. The next thing she knew her face was in his chest, both of Quinn's arms wrapped around her.
"I could never hate you, you're the only morph who ever treated me like an equal. Not just that you always looked up to me even though I'm technically a servant. Every time I came back from an assignment, you would always be the first one to greet me you never threw you power around. And maybe..."
"Maybe?" Skyla questioned lifting her head
"Maybe... I feel something for you too, is it love, hell if I know, I just know there is something I feel for you." Skyla could feel her hope swell in her chest
"So when I kissed you...did you enjoy it? Or were you just too stunned to push me off."
Quinn thought for a moment "Well...I can't say I didn't enjoy it, but I was defiantly stunned." Leaning in slowly, Skyla planted a kiss on the human's lips. He still tasted like sweat, blood, and kindness, and it was perfect.
"What about that time?" She asked hopeful
"That time..." He trailed off leaving Skyla in a cruel state of anticipation, then he leaned down kissing her. "I enjoyed it." He said with a smirk. Skyla felt her heart leap out of her chest, she couldn't believe he really did feel...something, who cares he kissed her. She tackled him to the bed mashing her lips to his once more, reveling in his taste.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to do that." Skyla breathed,
"Well" Quinn said with a smirk, he quickly spun around so he was on top of her "How long have you waited for this?" Quinn asked, with sex dripping from his voice he began to place kisses on her neck causing her to shiver. She began to moan as he took small nibbles out of her neck, until he abruptly stopped, she looked up at him shaking his head
"W-what's wrong?"
"This shirt is going to get in the way." She caught his drift but he stopped her as she reached down to lift her shirt up "Not like that." He chided, taking one of her claws Quinn dragged the claw across her shirt tearing it in two, leaving her chest completely exposed to the human. Taking her right breast into his hand he began to massage it eliciting a moan from the dragoness, while he continued nipping at her neck.
Skyla was in utter bliss, finally what she dreamed about for years was unfolding in front, and on her. She could feel a familiar fire start building between her legs as the human kneaded her breast. "P-please Senpai, don't tease me" She pleaded, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as Quinn continued working her one breast while sucking on her other one. His tongue was electric, the way he dragged it across her nipple sent shocks of pleasure through her nerves, his mouth was absolute magic, but she wanted him working that magic somewhere else. She got her wish as the human left her breast and began kissing down her chest and stomach stopping at her navel to give it a small lick before he continued down. With every kiss lower he went, he rolled her pants down even lower until they rested around her ankles. Take one hand Quinn ran his hand along her vent forcing the female to shiver to his touch. She was dripping wet and wanted nothing more than to be his. Taking two fingers Quinn took hold of the thin fabric separating him from her honey pot and slit it past her knees being sure to graze her slit causing her to shiver once more.
"Someone's excited" she heard him tease from between her legs. Taking his tongue Quinn tasted her from base to clit. Skyla couldn't take it anymore she needed him inside her. She got just that as she felt the human separate her folds delving his tongue as deeply as it could go. Skyla never imagined getting eaten could feel this good! She could feel his tongue as it rolled, and flicked inside of her, with every move the humans tongue made shooting another message of pleasure to the dragoness mind. She began to feel short of breath after Quinn began to use his tongue and finger to pleasure her while using his free hand to tease her enlarged clit.
"Q-Quinn, I'm gonna c-cum soon." She moaned, the human responded by picking up his ministrations, rubbing her clit with such ferocity and picking up speed with his tongue and other finger, it wasn't long before the dragoness felt that familiar tightness in her lower body. "Q-Quinn I'm OHHHH!!!!" She let out a throaty moan as her nether lips trapped the human's finger and tongue milking them for the non-existent seamen. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over sending her to cloud nine.
When her lower walls loosened enough to let go of the human Quinn slunk up to the panting dragoness kissing her deeply.
"So that's what I taste like." She teased. The two lay there while Skyla came down from her high, the last wave of her orgasm passing through her. "So..." she began in a sultry voice "How could I ever repay you for that?" She asked with mischievous eyes.
Quinn smiled at her holding her head between his hands bringing her in for another kiss. "Easy, just wake up."
Skyla bolted up "WHAT!?"
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Skyla shot up out of bed looking around her room, Quinn was gone...there was no evidence he was ever there. Skyla was still shirtless with a familiar bandage on her side, and a dark wet spot between her legs and covering a spot of her sheets. The clock was still on it's nightstand with bright green numbers reading 6 AM
It was just a dream? She questioned. The dragoness sighed crawling back into bed. Maybe this will be the day it happens she hoped to herself.
Well there it is, I hope you enjoyed this story while the original concept is not what I originally thought I really liked it. Let me know what you think of it, do you want me to do more stories like this or do what I've been doing. Let me know, commenting, rating, favoriting are always awesome and I will love you forever if you do.
Cheers
-Brick