[u][b]A Night Out[/b][/u]

It was a peaceful night: a faint warm breeze blowing in from the coast, the streets bathed in a faint orange light as the sun began to dip below the horizon, a perfect night for young couples to spend the waning hours just walking around.

And that's exactly what Dawn and Sonja were doing at that very hour. How they were doing it, however, was another matter entirely. Wearing very little, in keeping with the customs of Dawn's homeland, both dragon and rabbit were clad only in a matching set of sweaters that left their backs bare, and a simple leg bend, each holding a remote control to their left legs and a faint humming in the air coming from both as they enjoyed the pleasure brought to them by the vibrators in their respective slits.
 
The evening had started as a suggestion from Sonja that they go out and see the sights while she's at home, and that's exactly what they decided to do. As they were getting ready, however, a mischievous grin appeared on Dawn's muzzle as he teased his partner with the idea of why not enjoy the sights but become one themselves? After rummaging through his wardrobe and toy chest, the cunning dragon stumbled upon tonight's entertainment: two simple battery-powered vibrators.

And that led them to where they were now: strolling through Central Park, one slit and one pussy both humming and leaking, slicked scales and matted fur on their inner thighs as they strolled around in public, Sonja's face almost as red as the sky above, while Dawn seemed to be in his element, making her wonder if this was the first time he'd done this.

In Dawn's opinion, they couldn't have picked a better night for this: The stars were beginning to show in the clear sky above, the fireflies lit up the pathways between the streetlights, and the orange and scarlet horizon reminded him of a sunset on a hill not far from here. And then there was their audience: It turned out there were more couples out for a stroll than he had expected, much to Sonja's chagrin, but she took it in her stride and was content to carry on as long as Dawn was by her side.

They laughed and waved as couples stopped to stare and point, some even unintentionally showing their appreciation for the view with faint blushes and peeking toes. Despite her shyness, Sonja couldn't help but enjoy the attention, the appreciative glances, the odd double take and wandering eyes of the passers-by. She was sure by now that she was leaving a trail wherever they went, and judging by her glances at his slit, Dawn was no different: although she was surprised that he wasn't peeking himself.

That was when things took a turn, Dawn sneaking in for a kiss, wrapping his wing around her as their mouths locked in an embrace of their own: tongues dancing. She couldn't help but moan as he pressed his body against hers. Then she felt it, his sneaky little plan, she practically jumped out of her skin as she suddenly felt the vibrator inside her come to life as her favourite dragon decided to adjust the dial on her remote control.  

She loved every second of it and adjusted his in turn, she could tell that this night was going to be eventful and that things might just be getting started as they turned once more and started walking again, paying no attention to the blushing faces and wide eyes that followed them as they walked further towards the centre of the park where they were sure to attract even more attention and they didn't care one bit.

Passing through the shrubbery laden pathways they found themselves at the centre of the park itself. A large pond with a small island being the centrepiece small bridges connecting the two landmasses. The pair smiled and headed for their newfound destination.

Passing by the small stall at the edge of the pond nearly giving an elderly drake a heart attack as Dawn suddenly raised his tail high and gave Sonja’s rear a firm smack her tail jumping skywards just like his, giving the drake and everyone around a perfect view of their holes, glistening and dripping with their juices as the cute rabbit gave a small squeak and blushed harder, Dawn just smirked.

Crossing the bridge out across the pond and onto the island, passing many, now blushing, couples, the pair come to a small bench right at the centre of everything hidden from no one and in view of everyone as Dawn guides his rabbit to sit upon the bench and spread her legs wide as he kneels before her, licking his lips.

The feeling of his lips on her lower ones was heavenly, the feel of the long and dexterous tongue was another matter altogether. He left no corner of her deepest depths unexplored, and she felt every second of it, she was in bliss. When they had first met his tongue was something she felt she would get used to, but now it was her third best friend.

She must have been more work up from their night than she thought because in no time at all her breath was coming in ragged gasps and pants in between loud moans, her hands gripping at his hair and forcing his snout against her drenched mound, throwing all care to the wind about the show they were both putting on, Dawns tail still flagging high and proud.

Almost as soon as it began, she felt the floodgates give way, her body tensing and contracting, her left foot almost instinctually thumping against the ground as it felt like the blood in her veins was being replaced by lightning, her vision was filled with spots of white, tongue lolling out of her mouth and eyes rolling back. There were few things that could beat this feeling, and most of them involved the one currently giving her this one.

It took her a small bit to realise he was standing before her again, that same smirk plastered on his face along with her juices, she loved how it looked, but she saw something else she liked as her eyes drifted further south. Oh yes, it wasn't just Dawns tail that was flying high any longer, it seemed her charming drake was eager for her to return the favour, as was she.

Patting the bench beside her as she stood up on shaky legs, taking a moment to get her footing and steady herself and turning to face the most beautiful thing in the whole city, at least to her. Her dragon, sitting spread-eagle on the wooden bench, tail sprawled out to the side across the bench, twitching impatiently. His face still drenched in her juices a dreamy look in his eyes. His smooth scales bathed in the dying light of the sunrise a faint amber glow over the pale grey of his form. And the twitching red spire jutting proudly from his moist slit, twitching and throbbing with apparent need, just begging for her touch.

But she couldn't let him have all the fun, he'd been teasing her all night, it was her turn to tease him for a change. She walked back over to him, tail held high for the onlookers to see her goods as she shook her hips before straddling him sitting on his legs her mound pressed against his engorged knot and an intimate meeting of their lower halves as her lips met his once more in a passionate embrace.

She could taste herself on his lips and his tongue, in fact it was all she could taste in his mouth, and she loved it, feeling as if she had marked him as hers and hers alone. The kiss felt like as if lit had lasted hours when, in fact it was barely a minute: she had work to do after all as she slid off his lap, a thick string of their mutual juices connecting his knot to her mound before dangling tantalisingly between her legs.

She wasn't done yet, of course: she wanted him nice and worked up, she was looking forward to tasting his essence, to feeling it flood her mouth, trickle down her chin, warming her throat and stomach as she swallowed it all, well maybe not all. Bending over her mate, she began to pepper his smooth body with light kisses, teasing at his neck before moving further and further south, each kiss followed by a short nip of her teeth: enjoying the little twitches he gave as she did so.

Further and further south, trailing down his chest and over his stomach, taking his length in her hand as she got lowered herself to her knees and began to lick his spilled pre from his crotch, giving it loving strokes from tip to knot making shore to give it a gentle squeeze. She adored the sound he made, the faint moans, the shuddering gasp as she squeezed his knot.
‘Maybe that’s enough teasing, I don't think I can wait any longer’ she thought to herself as she looked up to his face, into those emerald-green eyes, it was clear, he wanted it badly: and she caved. The instant her lips touched his tip he gave a small instinctual thrust, pushing past her lips, and she gratefully accepted his ‘gift’.

Already experienced in taking him this way she got to work, knowing exactly how to push his buttons while she did so. Starting with small bobbing motions at the tip, sucking gently as she pulled back before moving back down, taking him deeper each time. Sonja knew just what he liked and how to draw it out for him.

In no time at all she was past the halfway point, and she could hear him panting, smiling to herself as she continued her task. Angling he head slightly as she began to welcome his length into her throat, pausing for a moment to get her breathing steady before sinking down till her nose kisses his knot, it always thrilled her to get this far, but she hadn't gotten any further yet, but she didn't feel like testing that in public, even as much as the idea sent shivers down her spine and made her little tail shake.


Thats when she felt him gently play with her ear, his little way of letting her know he was close, and she could feel it. Running her tongue over the surface of his length, she could feel him throb and twitch and the way down into her throat, it was a feeling she could get used to. Slowly she began to bob her head once again, picking up the pace just for him, arching her back and raising her rear to show off her dripping snatch to those behind her.

After another minute of her ministrations, she felt it, the telltale pulsing of his length, as she began to swallow his thick creamy dragon seed, pulling back so that only the tip rested in her mouth so that she could taste it. Oddly enough his juices tasted of lime, not that she minded. It made this part even more pleasant as far as she was concerned.

Throb after throb, squirt after squirt, she loved this part, her drake was productive, making a huge mess, but for her there was nothing better than sitting here, between his legs, swallowing his load, much to the amazement of their adoring crowd. Just as his orgasm began to fade, she quickly rose to her feet, plenty of his seed still in her mouth and for a final time, at least till they got home, lock her lips with his, letting him taste himself as she had done for herself earlier.

They stayed like that for a while, locked in each other's embrace the crowd and world around them forgotten, only paying attention to the taste of each other in their mouths and the shared kiss that neither wanted to end. Eventually their lips parted, and they noticed their audience had dispersed leaving them alone in the tender moment.

Once again, they locked eyes and the unspoken question was answered, they would finish this at home.