[b]This short story contains: Mimiga female x Sky Dragon male Size Difference Implied Bestiality [/b] ---------------------------- Evie found her sky dragon in the same place she always did - sitting near the cliff's edge, gazing into the cloudy abyss with a pining look on his face, and an impressively thick tapered shaft waving restlessly between his legs. The Mimiga girl wasn't bothered or embarrassed by her dragon - Emerald, named by her after his alluring color - or his shameless display. Emerald was a simple creature, and more intelligent than the average domesticated creature despite their inablility to converse in a language she could understand. The few years she'd spent with him had formed a bond between the two, and rarely were they apart for longer than a few hours at most. Barriers, no matter how big or small they may be, tend to degrade and crumble apart with that slowly building familiarity. He'd witnessed a few shameless acts of her own over that time. "Hey, big boy," Evie murmured in greeting, sidling up alongside him with a conforting smile. Emerald's gaze met hers with that familiar twinkle of recognition and simple happiness, but not for long as the lonely sky drew it away. She knew what was bothering him. Known it for a bit of time already, actually. The two were nomadic in nature, having made their exit together from that floating island and instead choosing to roam the Earth below. There was no goal, no destination - just a savoring of the freedom they'd taken, and the sights they'd see along the way. The only problem? They were one of the first to do so, for both their races, as far as she could tell at least. Evie always hoped she'd find more of her kind out there in the world - and his kind, too - but that had yet to happen. No other Mimigas to relate to, no other sky dragons for her companion to fly with. And, well... no other sky dragons for him to mate with, if she was being blunt. That was the obvious problem as of late. Any other time of the day Emerald was as happy-go-lucky as he always was. Cheerfully walking alongside her or taking her for a flight in the sky... accepting meals with a grateful smile alongside lackluster table manners... curling up together for that familiar warmth as they went to sleep each night... all the usual things she came to expect of her big boy. Not this, though. This... pining. A desire, an urge he could not or would not act upon. She'd been thinking about it for a few days now, unsure of what to do. Until now. Even in their nomadic lifestyle, her worries were tinted by the standards of a civilization they only occasionally dared to visit or even come across out on their travels. That idea of what was proper to do and what wasn't. Rules, when you came down to it. And who was to make the rules for her, other than herself? That thought was running through her mind as she hopped over Emerald's leg, and gently laid a paw on his dick. It was like a bolt of electricity - the sky dragon jumped in shock, staring down at her in uncertainty. As loose and relaxed as they had grown to be over the years, not once had she ever touched him there. Evie looked up to him and smiled. "It's okay, boy. It's okay." The shaft twitched and throbbed in confusion against her paw. "I know you've got needs you can't take care of so easily. I guess it's my fault for flying us away from all of our kin." Emerald's stare was a familiar one - understanding, and not understanding. The look of a domesticated creature that may not know the words, but still feels what was said nonetheless. And slightly tinged with a bemused blush, perhaps, but that was beside the point. "I want to help you," Evie murmured, glancing down at that dragon cock as she stroked it tenderly, the same way she'd pet the boy atop his head. She began to realize, with some surprise, just how... attractive this was, how she began to feel a tingling wetness between her own legs. He was a big boy, and cute too - especially how he tended to lean to her whims with ease despite his larger size, being a bit over double her height and stature. Not fully mature for his kind, but enough for these... needs to arise, it seemed. Emerald was still staring, head atilt with that "Huh?" look on his cute draggy face. That tingle between her legs was like an alarm she couldn't snooze. It grew in strength until the rabbit found herself wanting - no, needing - to follow the path this train of thought was embarking on, committed to the choice and eager to see where the track would go. So Evie simply stood, found a nearby flat-ish rock of suitable height, and laid herself on her back atop it - legs spread and paw beckoning. She wasn't entirely surprised when he just watched her with confusion. This was a trick she hadn't taught him, a new prompt that the dragon knew nothing about. Repeated gestures accompanied the Mimiga girl as she urged him on - "C'mere, boy. Come here, Emerald. Here, boy." Finally he came, glancing back and forth from her beckoning paw and that strange sight between her legs, that wet slit dripping and sticking to her fur. "Go on, boy," she urged, a tad frustrated now. How was she going to communicate her intentions to a creature that couldn't talk back? Would he even think to make the connection at all? But the dragon's head was dipping, bumping a leg of hers, sniffing with a suddenly intent and curious air. Her frustration faded in an instant, replaced with a shiver of excitement, a stirring of that female scent between her legs. Was he getting the picture? It was easy to see how Emerald liked her scent - his muzzle twitched as he took it in, again and again, with an energetic wave of that tapered cock between his legs. The fervor of a hunter that just began to notice the nearby presence of its quarry, albeit a quarry he hadn't expected at all. "Come, boy," she pleaded, her hindpaws twitching in their spread pose. "You know what to do, it's instinct, isn't it?" Wasn't it? She wasn't sure - - a blink. A click of understanding in that bright gaze. Right then Evie knew her intention had registered in his brain. And it was a true testament to their bond that he paused, and looked at her with a blink of concern. Not a "you want me to do this?" look. A "are you sure you're okay with this?" look. Evie smiled, and nodded. "Have some fun, boy." A low rumbling noise from the sky dragon's chest - as he walked forward, 'mounting' the rock she laid upon, and with surprising ease guided that eager member between her legs. She only had a second to brace herself. Having given the sky dragon her blessing, he wasn't hesitating anymore, and the realization that he could finally sate his needy instincts was too tantalizing to doubt. Evie's sex began to spread as the tip pushed brazenly inside and kept going, stopped only by the unexpected barrier to her womb. The Mimiga was caught off guard, gasping into the dragon's chest just above her head, legs flailing in open air. "Aaah...!" A pleased growl vibrated in that chest as Emerald felt that sensation for the first time, the slick wet warmth of pussy around his shaft - not enough of his shaft to fully scratch the itch, but that newness floored him nonetheless. With an eager huff the dragon drew back his lower half, slipping out what fraction of dick he'd managed to fit inside his rider, and pushed in once again. Much harder this time. Faster. And followed up by another. And another. The pleasure of being taken like this - in such a taboo way with her own dragon, no less - did not fully blot out the realization that his needy humping was starting to push her off the rock. Her paws grabbed at his chest, struggling for purchase and finding none. That green skin was too smooth, with no handholds to claim. A sudden pause in his rolling hips surprised her - and the sky dragon leaned back, just enough to slip a foreleg underneath and press that clawed fore onto her chest. And resume thrusting isntantly, lustily, a happy growl rumbling above her as the dragon cock spread her pussy apart. Redness blossomed on her cheeks. Her sweet boy - noticing the problem as fast as she did, solving it with a firm but oh so gentle pin under his claws, those sharp prods reminding the rider Mimiga of their capability to maim and hurt that he could very easily do without even thinking, but took extra care not to. Evie was brave - perhaps foolish, too. She knew it was possible to endure more than this fraction of what the dragon was dishing out, the lower part of his length still dry and untouched. So the bravery bubbled forth with a gasping breath and a determined growl of her own. "H-Harder, boy! Go, go!" His head, dipped down with closed eyes to savor the moment, perked up. No further urging was needed. All at once those powerful dragon hips thrusted HARD, and with a worrying ease that tip speared right past her cervix and invaded the rabbit's womb. It was a shock of her own, a punch of pleasure and pain in a single twisted strike. Evie cried out and grasped that fore pressing on her chest like one would grasp a lifeline, legs spreading and shaking in the air as the thicker base of that dragon dick speared her cunt wider than it probably ought to ever open. Evie's climax was just as sudden. A rough, ineffective squeeze on tapered cock introduced a rush of her nectar, smearing down the invading rod and dripping down her soaked crotchfur, some even making it to wetten the slit from where her dragon's cock resided. There was a brief lull in the pace, a sudden glance of the green dragon's eyes to check on his rider, lust clashing with concern. She could see it in his eyes, too - sex-hazed and drained as she felt, it was still plain to see. He was new to this, new to the pleasure and the urges coursing through his body, urges he had to partially ignore the strength of so as to not hurt his rider. He was close; he wanted to finish it. But if she told him to stop, he would. It was right there, in those bright eyes. Evie met Emerald's gaze and grinned - growled - right at him. "GO, boy!" Eyes widened as the dragon's head reared back, and with one brief rush of humping thrusts slamming into her body like a jackhammer, her big boy began to cum. The shock of that warm and thick seed splattering into her invaded womb drew out another unexpected orgasm in the girl as she shuddered and quaked under his fore. "Nnngh!" It kept coming - that thick cock throbbing, pulsing with every spurt, every rope of cum pumped out one after another after another... How long he held that posture atop her with a happy cry of ecstasy, before slowly drawing back, filling the rest of her pussy with milk until he'd drawn back enough for a rush of mixed juices to run messily down her legs... ... it was hard to say, but when that attractive sky dragon dick finally vacated her sex, it left behind a strangely satisfying swollen belly in its wake, her body unable to hold in the amount of cum her healthy dragon boy was meant to give to a female of his own size. As she beckoned Emerald's head down to her chest for a cuddle, she savored it - every drop of seed he'd given, every happy wet lick he swiped across her face with a playful murmur. ----------------------- Several days had passed since then, and the change in her big boy's demeanor was wonderful indeed. It was a burst of energy in him that rivaled the day they'd started out on this adventure of theirs years ago. Emerald flew with Evie on his back and glee in his heart. They made camp later that night with graceful precision and a warm happy mood that brightened the makeshift camp more than the bonfire ever could. There hadn't been any reference to what they'd done for those few days. It almost felt like a dream - like she'd just imagined the cure to his sadness and woke up to find him happy again, with only an unfamiliar scent in her fur and a stained flat rock to provide testimony to the contrary. But this night Emerald moved closer to her with a bright smile, a playful growl - and, she realized with a start, the return of that dragon shaft, swaying eagerly between his legs. Evie looked up to his hopeful face and grinned like a wild animal. "Hel-LO, big boy..." Emerald would never be unsatisfied again. She'd make sure of it. She was his rider, he was her dragon. And now, perhaps his mate too. It was... a little unclear. But it felt right, and now she wouldn't have it any other way.