"...just picked five random engineers and threw us on a team, we had no support, no help, basically it was guaranteed to fail from the beginning..."

Zhen took a sip from his cup of wine, watching his wife regale their guest with another story from her job. The eastern dragon's empty plate sat on the dining table in front of him, and the other two were also nearly done from the look of it. His wife, Code, was sitting beside him, holding a dumpling within her chopsticks while she talked. Across from the lizard sat Lim, Zhen's old flame who had become something of a family friend – an eastern dragon like him, but with blue scales and a black mane compared to his green and yellow. All were dressed casually; this was a friendly dinner, not a formal one, though Lim's deep blue shirt was made of fine material all the same.

Zhen was glad to see the two of them hitting it off so well. There was certainly plenty of potential for animosity between the two given Lim's history with Zhen, but neither of she nor Code seemed inclined to hostility. Instead they were bonding over their similar careers and talking about their relative experiences, since Code was from another country entirely. Though Zhen was quite sure Lim still felt some affection for him, she had done nothing to disrupt his marriage, even attending the wedding and buying him a present, and she had been nothing but a courteous houseguest.

Several minutes later, Zhen got up to take the now-cleared plates over to the dishwasher. "So," he heard Lim say, changing the subject, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Hm?" Code replied, "We don't have any immediate plans, work is-"

Lim chuckled, and Zhen saw her shaking her head when he straightened back up after closing the dishwasher door. "I meant as a family," she elaborated. "You can't have any children, correct?"

"That's correct," Zhen confirmed as he returned to his seat, picking up his almost-empty wine cup. "Dragons can interbreed, as can reptiles, but not with each other." Code tapped him on the shoulder, leaning over to quietly ask for a translation on 'interbreed', which he whispered back to her – she was quite fluent in his language after living and working there for an extended period, but there were still plenty of obscure or highly technical words she didn't know.

"Yes, that's what I've heard too," Lim agreed once the other two straightened back up.

"Which is perfectly fine with me," Code chipped in, holding her own wine cup and gesturing with it. "I've never wanted children."

"Even if we could, I wouldn't want to have children so soon after marrying. And I can't honestly say the idea has ever particularly appealed to me, so I'm not bothered by it either," Zhen concurred. With a smile he put his free arm around Code's shoulders and added, "We're just happy to be with each other."

Code smiled back at him, and they gently touched their wine cups before drinking what was left in them. "Exactly," Code agreed as she set down her cup, leaning into Zhen's embrace, "We're happy together, why ruin that if we don't have to?"

They looked into each other's eyes and Code reached up to gently brush the end of one of Zhen's whiskers affectionately. Lim rolled her eyes and gave a chuckle at the sappy display, and Zhen gave Code a little squeeze with one arm before releasing her. "I'm not judging," Lim said with a smile at the couple, "I'm glad to see you two enjoying each other's company." Sighing, she looked into her own wine cup, swirling around its contents. "It must be nice to have someone who cares about you, and doesn't just want you to pop out an egg for him," she added acidly before draining her cup.

"Your ex-husband?" Code inquired. Zhen noticed she had a rather dark look on her face; he knew she had similar feelings to Lim on the matter.

Lim gave a nod as she put the cup down. "Yes. He was very concerned with his legacy, and that means children. Of course, the one I gave him wasn't good enough..."

"I didn't know you were a mother," Code mused, glancing over to Zhen with an inquisitive look.

"I knew," Zhen said to answer her un-asked question. "I had no reason to bring it up, that's all."

Lim nodded. "I can show you a picture of her later. But he wanted a son, not a daughter, as if it were somehow my choice. Just one of the many friction points between us..." She trailed off, then turned her gaze back to the host and hostess. "So it's nice that you two are both in agreement on what you want."

"Well, even if we did want kids, we're incompatible, so it's a moot point," Code stated with a shrug. She gave Zhen a knowing side-glance, flashing him a wink that Lim couldn't see, and he smirked briefly before looking downward to conceal it. Keeping one hand hidden out of sight, he reached over and gave his wife a light squeeze on the rump, his thumb brushing up against the base of her tail. Her exclusive sexual preference for anal over vaginal was another reason they wouldn't be having any kids, but neither of them was about to bring it up at the dinner table. Not with a guest around, anyway.

Lim chortled playfully as she leaned back in her chair. "Yes, that must be nice. You can have all the sex you want, and not have to worry about an accidental pregnancy."

Although Code laughed, Zhen was caught off-guard by Lim's bluntness and coughed heavily, glad he hadn't been drinking anything when she made that remark. "It's a wonderful little bonus, yes," Code agreed, her tail swaying behind her, tucked through the hole in the back of her chair.

Zhen cleared his throat, slightly flustered by the moment. "Yes, quite," he agreed with a nod. Lim had never been so forward before, but she hadn't had THAT much wine to drink... had she? "It's nice to have a partner that I'll never be able to get pregnant, and I prefer it that way." Hastily he added, "No offense to you, of course."

Lim merely chuckled and nodded with an amused "None taken," but out of the corner of his eye, Zhen saw a strange reaction from Code: she went abruptly quiet and shifted in her seat as if uneasily. He wasn't sure what to make of the reaction, as she was keeping a poker face, but something he said had definitely changed her demeanor very suddenly.

Concerned, Zhen leaned over and quietly asked Code in her native language, "Did I say something wrong? I'm sor-"

"Oh, I'm fine, don't worry," she reassured him quietly, "You actually... well, we can talk about it later, but trust me, I'm not offended. Quite the opposite."

"All right, we can talk when we're alone," Zhen agreed.

Lim gave them both a skeptical look. "What was that all about?" she asked, not having understood their conversation.

Zhen tried to think of an excuse, but Code simply replied, "Just a private thing between us, everything's fine. Husband and wife stuff."

"Ah." Lim nodded. "I know how that goes."

"How is your daughter doing, anyway?" Zhen asked to change the subject, and as Lim reached for her phone to pull up some pictures, Zhen gave Code a reassuring touch on the thigh under the table. He felt her hand rest atop his, and he relaxed a little, feeling content from the knowledge that she was with him.

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As Lim's car left his driveway, Zhen closed and locked the front door to his house. When he turned around to face Code, she looked perfectly fine, but he made his inquiry regardless. "Are you feeling all right?"

She gave him a nod. "Yes. We can talk now, I just didn't want to do it while Lim was here," she explained. Her reassurances didn't deter Zhen from approaching and giving her a hug, which she returned, before slipping away and leading him to the living room where they sat down on the couch.

"I know pregnancy is a sensitive subject for you," Zhen began, but she patted him on the leg and shook her head.

"I'm not upset, really," she told him. "Certainly not by you. I know what you said was how you really felt. And I think that's why... it really got to me, in a good way."

Zhen tilted his head to one side. "I don't follow."

"What was it you said...?" Code mused aloud, wracking her memory. "That it was nice to have a partner that you'd never get pregnant, and you prefer it that way, right?" He nodded, and she continued, "When you said that... I honestly don't know exactly why, but hearing that got me all hot and bothered. Yet the conversation before didn't bother me at all, since we were just talking about it very... flatly, matter-of-factly. I can handle a civil discussion about pregnancy as long as it doesn't involve someone trying to hit on me."

"That makes sense," Zhen agreed.

"Meanwhile, when people talk about deliberately trying to knock me up, like Bo did at work, I get annoyed and uncomfortable or worse. But you were doing the opposite; you were talking about NOT being able to do that, and in a positive way... since, well, no eggs are happening the way WE have sex." She chuckled, as did he, and he nodded to indicate for her to continue. "Of course, Lim doesn't know any better, so ostensibly the topic was about vaginal sex."

"Which you don't like."

Nodding, she went on, "Right, so in that context, your statement was essentially that you like having vaginal sex when the woman CAN'T get pregnant from it, and that... resonated with me in some way."

Zhen put a hand to his muzzle in thought. "So even though I was talking about something you don't like, the fact that I put emphasis on it being absent, and that its absence was a good thing, turned you on?"

"I think so, yes. It was... affirming, in a way, backing up my own preferences. There might be more to it, but I'm not sure."

He leaned back against the couch deep in thought for a few seconds. "Do you want to try and explore this?" he asked her, looking over to her. "If not, I understand, but I'd be happy to try and help you figure it out. And I'll stop if you ask-"

"I know you will," she said, cutting him off and smiling. "And I'm curious. I do want to understand myself more, so if you have any ideas, go ahead."

He took one of her hands in his and held it gently as he mulled it over. "Well... perhaps I can try to make some more remarks in that vein, and see how you like it?" he offered. "Like our normal bedroom talk, but... a bit different than usual."

"Oh? By all means," she replied approvingly. She leaned against his side, but he put one arm around her and tugged her closer, pulling her up and into his lap so that he could hug her with both arms, resting his head on her shoulder, his whiskers hanging down her front. With his mouth close to the side of her head, he inhaled deeply and adjusted his grip on her, one hand on her upper chest where her breasts would be if she had any, the other coming to rest on her belly. She, in turn, placed one hand delicately atop his on her chest, the other resting on his thigh.

"I love you," he murmured to her sultrily, giving her a quick kiss on the side of her head. "Even though we're not the same species, it doesn't matter to me at all. I love you for who you are, not what you are." She leaned into his hold, and he moved his hands slightly, rubbing at her chest and belly through her shirt. "And since you're not a dragon, we'll never have to worry about you getting pregnant – no accidents, no eggs, just you and me. A loving couple and some peace and quiet to enjoy each other."

She gave an approving hum and he leaned in to kiss her on the neck. "You know, after my first time with Lim, I was so afraid," he went on, slipping the hand on her stomach underneath her shirt to touch her softer sea-green scales directly. "I'd used a condom, of course, but I knew even then that they're not infallible. What if I'd made a mistake, or it was defective? What if, in a moment of passion, I'd done something that would completely change the rest of my life, before I'd even become an adult? I was so worried... but I'll never have to have that fear with you." Lowering his voice to a husky growl, he pressed on, "Even if I wanted to, and I don't, there's no way I could ever possibly get you pregnant. I could fuck you every day for a year and not a single egg would come of it." He pressed his fingers against her belly just a little more for emphasis, nosing against the side of her head.

His words definitely seemed to be working. For one thing, she hadn't told him to stop, and he knew she would have if he was bothering her. More than that, she was shifting subtly in his lap, and he could hear her breathing a little more heavily. He wanted to ask how he was doing, but didn't want to kill the mood either, so he peppered her cheek, neck, and jaw with kisses to buy himself some time to think of something else to say.

"Keep going," she whispered to him after a short time.

He took his mouth away from her neck and cuddled her closer to his front, getting an idea. "I already know you're incredible in bed, and out of it," he told her, letting his hand on her stomach drift a bit lower, teasing just above the waistband of her pants. "And I know you have a lovely pussy. I adore seeing you squirm when I finger it, or hearing you moan when I'm eating it out." She didn't resist as he reached down and cupped between her legs, pressing his palm against her loins. Hesitating briefly, he took a breath before tentatively adding, "And I have to wonder... what it would be like to fuck it, knowing that I can do so without having to worry about any consequences. How loudly could I make you moan that way?"

Despite his confident tone, his gaze flicked up to her face, watching her reaction for any sign of unease. Yet there was none, her eyes lidded, and he felt her gently rock her hips against his hand. Feeling daring, he moved his hand up and slipped it under her waistband, between her pants and panties, cupping her crotch again, one layer of clothing closer than before. "No worrying about eggs, no panic about condoms, no fears about a positive pregnancy test upheaving my life... just me, my beautiful wife, and a passionate moment between us, focused on each other and our pleasure."

Her breaths came quickly, and he grew aware of the dampness between her legs from her arousal, pressing his fingers against the curve of her labia. She gave a soft groan and leaned against him more, murmuring "Keep going..." to him, but he was drawing a blank, and he steadied his breathing as he brushed his fingers against her slit through her panties, teasing her continuously.

"I... I'm not sure what to say next," he admitted sheepishly. "I don't want to go too far..."

"You're doing great," she told him, reaching up and placing one hand on the side of his head to stroke affectionately. "You're very good at this, especially for doing it in my language..."

"I've watched my share of foreign adult videos, remember," he murmured. Taking a deep breath, he snuggled up against her back as closely as he could, shifting her in his lap.

"You're enjoying this too, aren't you?" she observed, and he became more cognizant of the erection straining his pants that was nudging her thigh from underneath. He'd been so focused on her and playing into her desires that he'd been ignoring his own. He nuzzled against her, and she gave him a light pat on the cheek. "Tell me what you want to do to me. You can be graphic."

"All right," he agreed, and rocked his hips a little, grinding up against her loins through his clothing and hers. After a moment of thought, he lowered his voice to a husky whisper again, bringing his mouth close to the side of her head. "You're so wet... I've never been able to feel that directly on my cock before, since I've always worn condoms during vaginal sex. With anyone else, I have to worry about even the smallest mistake, but with you, there's no risk. I want to sink myself into you all the way and feel your wet pussy around me. To make love to you with nothing between us, my flesh against yours, knowing that even if I cum inside, nothing bad will happen."

He huffed briefly as he slid his fingers up again, this time moving them under the waistband of her panties, starting to press against her snatch directly. She was still breathing just as heavily, and his fingers were immediately slick with her nectar; he'd gotten her this turned on before on a number of occasions, but never in this manner. He had to take another moment to think, pressing his head against hers, but soon continued, "Knowing I can finish in your pussy without any chance of eggs... I want to hold you close and fill you with my cum to show you just how much I love you. To share something with you that we can only do safely because we can't have children together..."

She was still taking rapid heavy breaths, and she squeezed the hand that he still had on her chest. "Mmh, fuck... that's... that's enough..." she whispered, wriggling against his front.

"Did I-?" he began, worried.

"I don't want you to stop because you did something wrong," she interjected. Shifting away slightly, she turned her head to look him in the eyes, giving him a lustful gaze. "I want you to stop talking and to fuck me instead."

He could certainly get behind that; his trousers were painfully tight around his erection. Withdrawing his hand from her pants, he instead slipped that arm underneath her legs and stood up, carrying her in his arms – she was heavy, but he was strong enough to hold her without issue. "The usual, then?" he asked as he started making his way towards the stairs, taking care not to knock anything over as they passed.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "I want you to fuck my pussy."

Zhen almost dropped her in surprise. Before he could even ask for confirmation, she added, "I'm sure, yes. As long as you keep up those kinds of remarks." He took the stairs slowly, not wanting to lose his balance, but squeezed her gently against his front to show he understood. "Don't worry. Worst case scenario, I'll just ask you to switch holes."

"It won't feel as good for you though, will it?" he inquired, carefully ascending the last few steps.

"Neither does giving oral," she replied wittily. "I can still enjoy things other than my favorite with the right mood. And right now..." She changed to a husky whisper as she continued, "...I'm in the mood for feeling my husband's thick, ridged dragon cock deep in my pussy, knowing I can try to enjoy it without having to worry about eggs."

"Well, when you put it like that..." he remarked as a joke, carrying her into the bedroom, his tail flicking the light switch on before he lay her down on the bed. She immediately began all but tearing off her clothes, and he did the same, their garments strewn about the floor by the bed in short order; normally he would have put on a show for her, but not tonight. Both were soon naked but for their wedding rings, and Zhen paused only briefly to let Code admire his muscular body, puffing his chest out for her benefit. Now freed from its confines, Zhen's draconic shaft stood from its sheath, at its full hardness with its pointed glans and the ridges on the underside, his heavy balls resting against his legs as he pushed his hips out a little to show off to her. Code's slit was just as visibly wet as it had felt, maybe even more, with her labia and the upper parts of her inner thighs glazed in her own juices, her tail stretched out across the bed.

Zhen approached the bed and climbed up onto it, crawling closer on all fours. Lowering his head, he pressed his snout in between her legs and licked across her sopping wet slit, drawing a groan from her, and he let his warm breath wash across her loins in between licks as he gave her a little more attention as just a bit of additional foreplay. He knew just how to tease her, too – he was no stranger to eating her out – briefly sliding the hot flesh of his tongue against her clit, then lowering his muzzle to extend the appendage into her vaginal tunnels. Normally he would put a lot more effort into it, but this time, he slid his tongue in as far as he could go and wiggled it against her drenched inner walls, then withdrew, growling lustfully, "Mm... but that's not the part of the dragon you want inside you tonight, is it?"

He was clearly on the right track given how heavily she was breathing. Part of him was excited and part of him was nervous, but he was just as curious as Code about this little experiment of theirs. Nothing he'd said had been a lie, even if he had been laying it on thickly for her sake – being able to just get to the action without any worrying or preparation certainly had its appeal. Putting that thought into words as he got into position over her, he murmured, "We don't even have to stop and kill the mood while I try and find a condom and then fumble to get it on... you're already the perfect woman for me, but knowing I can't get you pregnant makes you an even better wife."

She drew a sharp breath, and he put his hands on the bed beside her shoulders, his whiskers dangling down and brushing against her collarbone. She, in turn, reached up and slipped her arms around his back, holding onto him. "Zhen... you're the only one who has ever made me feel like this before..." she told him, pulling on him to encourage him to move closer. She could feel the heat of his throbbing shaft against her loins as he pressed it up against her, teasing her entrance without penetrating just yet.

Instead, he pressed his muzzle against hers, looking her in the eyes, feeling not only a burning arousal, but adoration for her as well. "That's because I love you," he whispered to her, dropping the rumbling tone to his voice in a moment of total sincerity.

"Zhen... I-!" was as far as she got before she was cut off, both by him sliding his arms under her and pulling her into a passionate kiss, her arms tightening around him as she embraced him. At the same time he brought his hips forward and slipped the end of his manhood into her soaking wet folds, both of them groaning into each other's mouths, his tail curling down to entwine partially with her own. He slid easily into her, feeling the silky smoothness of her vaginal walls around his shaft, so wet that he had no trouble hilting in her immediately and grinding against her, his sack resting on the underside of her tail.

Breaking the kiss, both of them panted as he kept close to her, savoring the moment. "Not as tight as our normal way," he murmured, nosing against her muzzle, still keeping her held close in his arms, "But the wetness is a wonderful feeling. I've always wondered what this would feel like unprotected... and now I know, since we don't need any of that when I can't get you pregnant." Lowering his voice while grinding his hips to hers, he added in a husky whisper, "All of the pleasure... with none of the risk."

She gave an approving groan, and a louder one a moment later as he began to thrust at a slow pace, taking his time to make sure she would enjoy it as much as possible. He knew from their many past entanglements just how tightly to hold her body and how aggressively to push her down onto the bed without making her uncomfortable, and she eagerly reciprocated, running her hands down his back and wrapping her legs around his hips.

Between heavy breaths he whispered in a sincere tone, "I'm honored you trust me enough to do this," then leaned in and kissed at the side of her neck while rocking his hips back and forth.

"You're the only one..." she moaned out, her tail squeezing his own, "...that I CAN trust like this..."

It was Zhen's turn to be taken in by her words, inhaling deeply and pressing himself fully against and into her, savoring feeling her body pressed flush against his own on the bed. "Of course," he breathed to her ear-hole, "I care about you too much to do anything you wouldn't like."

She grinded her hips back against his own, pressing her legs closer to his sides, the motion also making her tunnels squeeze slightly around his pre-leaking shaft. "Even if I were in heat, I'd still be able to trust you," she murmured between heavy breaths, making his head spin from how honored her remark made him feel.

Starting to move again, going slowly yet sliding the full length of his nectar-covered cock in and out of her dripping wet tunnels, Zhen kissed his way along her neck and up her jawline. "Even if you were in heat, I STILL wouldn't be able to impregnate you," he asserted, shifting his tail to rub it against her own. "I could fuck you every day of your heat, every time it flared up, and you'd still come out of it childless."

Groaning softly, Code matched his movements, rocking her hips forward whenever he slid his length into her folds. He pulled her into another kiss, locking their snouts together as he sped up his thrusts, their arms still both wrapped tightly around each other. His ridges provided extra stimulation as they bumped along her vaginal walls, and his sack dragged across the underside of her tail as his hips moved back and forth, her loins a complete mess from all the juices leaking out of her pussy.

Too soon for his liking, Zhen felt himself starting to approach his climax; he wanted her to finish with him. Slowing down his motions quickly so as not to push himself over the edge, he separated from the kiss but kept close to her, panting heavily; she certainly sounded like she was enjoying herself too with how fast and hard she was breathing. "Are you close?" he asked her quietly, "I am... I'm looking forward to being able to finish in a pussy I can't knock up..."

In between heavy panting breaths she replied, "Fairly close," clinging to his body and pressing her muzzle against the side of his neck.

Changing tack slightly, Zhen took a breath and put on the most seductive voice he could, struggling to keep both his voice and breathing steadily while speeding up again. "Good... I want to feel you finish with me... as I waste every drop of my seed in your infertile womb...!"

"Do it...!" she hissed, shivering against him. "Let me feel it...!"

While hammering her as fast as he could manage, he tried to stave off the inevitable through sheer force of will, but it was like holding back the tide. With a deep groan he hilted into her, then continued to thrust even as his climax hit him and his cock throbbed and splattered ropes of his cum deep within her wet vaginal canal. Even though they made the feeling more intense, his unsteady motions were driven from a desire to make her climax too, and through the haze of euphoria he knew he had done it when he felt her tense up against him, suddenly crying out sharply in pleasure.

From there he slammed into her as far as he could go and held himself there to ride out his orgasm and bask in the rest of his release into her, his moans mingling with hers as he felt her walls spasm around him, additional wetness soaking his loins as she squirted against him. Both of them were left panting, and despite basking in his afterglow, Zhen made sure to keep his weight on his arms and not to put too much of it on her body as he held her tightly to him.

The only sound in the room was their heavy breaths until Code spoke and broke the relative quiet. "Congratulations, Zhen... it's been a very, VERY long time... since I've orgasmed from vaginal sex..."

He chuckled softly, slowly rolling onto his side as he pulled out from her. He didn't go far, though, cuddling up against her atop the bedcovers. "I'm glad," he told her between breaths, resting his head next to hers. "I wasn't sure I could make it happen. I'd always gotten the impression you hated it."

She took a deep breath, shifting on the bed to press herself against him, enjoying his warmth against her body. "I did. And I still prefer anal. But you helped me find a way for me to enjoy the normal option. And look on the bright side: we finally consummated our marriage."

He gave a snort of amusement. "It'll be in the right hole next time," Zhen joked, and she chuckled in response.

"Mm. That said, I wouldn't mind doing it again if we were in the right mood," she told him, giving him a sultry look. "But only because it's you, and I know you love and respect me, and I feel the same about you. Your words were really hitting all the right spots... was all of that true?"

"I'd never lie to you," he told her firmly, kissing her on the neck. "Though I may have exaggerated things here and there for effect, everything I told you was how I genuinely felt. I really was terrified after my first time that something had gone wrong. And being able to try vaginal sex without any risk of pregnancy at all really is wonderful to me."

She smiled, closing her eyes and letting her head sink into the pillows. "I think you laying it on thickly helped, honestly. You were really pushing my buttons. And since you kept bringing the impossibility of eggs up, it stopped me from slipping back into my usual feelings about vaginal."

He lowered one hand and rested it over her belly. "So if I want to do this again, all I have to do is whisper sweet words to you about wanting risk-free unprotected sex?"

"Something like that, yes," she replied, pushing her belly against his hand. "And in all seriousness, I might very well need you to help me when I go into heat once the summer rolls around."

Zhen nodded, giving her another kiss on the cheek. "I must be a very lucky man. I'll be able to feel what it's like to fuck a woman in heat raw, without any chance of you laying eggs afterwards. And you'll be able to get some relief from it safely..."

She gave a low hum and brushed her tail against his legs. "I'm not up for a second round, stop trying to rile me up again," she warned in a playful tone. "But yes... I hate being in heat, though vaginal stimulation in general helps ease it a bit, sex moreso. I wouldn't trust any other man to be anywhere near me while I'm in heat, even if they can't impregnate me they'd still take advantage of me... but I know I can trust you. You'd want to help me more than you'd be in it for your own pleasure, even if you did enjoy it."

His heart fluttered a little at that remark, and he cuddled her a little more tightly. "Of course. I know you don't like it, and I want to help you."

Code let out a long yet satisfied sigh, reaching over and resting one hand on her husband's thigh. "That's why I can trust you... you'll treat me like a person. Not an object. Not a thing to breed. Not just a hole for pleasure. You're pretty much the complete opposite of Bo."

"Truly, I couldn't hope for a greater compliment," Zhen remarked in jest. He went quiet, as did she, until he took a deep breath and kissed her on the neck. "Should we go clean up?"

"Soon," she murmured. "I want to savor the feeling of warmth inside me. It's like a gift from you."

He smirked a little. "Isn't it always like that?"

"Well, yes... but it's in a bit of a different spot this time. So let me enjoy it just a bit longer. It's like a tangible feeling of how much you love me."

Slightly flustered, Zhen stroked over her belly with his hand, his fingertips grazing her softer frontal scales. "Mmm, of course, that's why there's so much of it," he remarked softly. "With another dragon I might be worried about what I just did, but with you... there is no worry." His muzzle pressed to her neck again to give another kiss. "Only love."

She nodded, putting her hand over his own. "I love you, Zhen."

"I love you too, Kh'tall," he replied quietly, content to savor the moment along with her.
