Warning: Adult Content. 
Denial of Cassie: A Gift to Tannim 6/13/2009 
A short story by: Killenor

	Sometimes Cassie couldn't wait for class to end. It was always a thrill for her to have a little "extra-curricular activity" with her kind old teacher when he finished instructing the older students. What made her even more eager for this time was that Quetzal had assured her that he would have a surprise.

 	"Alright ninos," Quetzal announced to the dragons before him, "I want you all to practice your crafts for next week. Have a good weekend, clase despidió" 

 	The shy pink dragon danced eagerly on her bum where she sat while the other students filed out, each of them anxious to get on with their weekend. No one noticed the small pink form of Cassie still sitting upon the big carpet as they filed out. No one, of course, but Quetzal.
 
	Their eyes had met just after the old teacher had dismissed his students. They both knew that the much older students were the last of the day and, being the end of the week, there would not be anyone to bother them. For several weeks they had been meeting this way, but today would truly be a day to remember. 
 
	"So," breathed Cassie with mock timidity as the last dragon sped out the door, "are you ready for this week's... lesson?" 

	"Oh si, Cassie," replied Quetzal with his smooth and comforting tone, "I don't know about you, but I felt like the weekend couldn't arrive fast enough."

	"Mmmm, well," Cassie said, breaking her timid tone, "now we can really get down to business." 
 
	It took no time for the eager young student to leap at her amorous maestro. She barely even noticed the damp spot she had created on the carpet, a testament to her anxious arousal. With amorous grace she swept across the room to embrace her love. Kisses immediately followed as the couple fell into each others arms.
 
	From kisses came caresses, hands roving over wings and feeling inside of pouches. The kisses themselves deepened, tongues sliding past teeth to entwine somewhere between their lips. Each savored the hot breath of the other as they moved. Their only the intent to feel loved and wonderful as they explored and touched each other where their lovers would enjoy it most.

	Cassie always had trouble reaching Quetzal's sensitive wings, but she knew just the spot on his thighs to really get him going. Pressing her body close, Cassie felt Quetzal's hot, moist dragon-meat sliding from his scales. She felt it moving to fill the space between them and absolutely loved it when she felt it happen. The feeling of control and of pleasure at being able to get her aged lover stiff and swollen with arousal made her feel wanted, needed, and needy. Even as her lover's flesh bloomed along her belly she imagined how good it would feel sliding into her.

	Holding her close, Quetzal whispered, "Are you ready?"

	"Oh, yes," came the lovestruck reply.

	"Alright then, come with me..." He paused and kissed her again while taking her hand, "and let me take control this time."

	Cassie was lead into the back room, where Quetzal kept a comfortable little cot for those late days or lazy siestas. He twirled her around him like a dancer, placing her neatly upon the piled towels that he kept on the cot just for this day. Already, Cassie was dribbling more and twitching with anticipation, even as Quetzal leaned over her.

	His face hovered down lower and lower until his lips were in range. He took only a single, quick kiss, before pulling back down along her small body. The older dragon pulled back and crouched until he was in position between her legs with her moist cleft before him.

	"Now remember Cassie," Quetzal said softly, "Just sit back and let me do all the work."

	Cassie wanted to take her lover's head in her hands and put him where she wanted him most. She held back only because Quetzal had asked her to let him take control in that wonderful, trustworthy voice of his. The dragoness lay back and relaxed for him, for a moment, only to jump when his hot breath wafted across her most sensitive area. Cassie bit her lip and let go again, summoning her resolve not to take over and get what she so wanted. The girl quivered with anticipation at his nearness.

	Quetzal blew over the dragon's hot pussy.  His face moved closer as he teased her with just his breath. Finally, slowly, Cassie felt that warm wonderful tongue make contact. It danced along her folds and hovered just a tiny distance from her swollen love-button. It flickered between her delicate pink labia, sending her eyes rolling back in delight. Her inner lips shifted left as he dipped his tongue between the right outer lip and inner lip and then to the other side to tickle along between those two as well. Again she so wanted to grab the old dragon and bury his snout right into her heavily leaking, achingly lust swollen snatch. Instead, Cassie gripped the soft felt blanket she lay upon and bit her lower lip. Pleasure induced motes of light danced in her vision while his tongue played over her sensitive folds.

	A sharp gasp escaped as the tension broke... that warm tongue met her tingling clit with a light touch. At last Quetzal's head moved in, allowing him greater access to Cassie's lovely pink treasures. Truly a connoisseur of cunnilingus, he made sure to sample every part of her luscious bounty. He kept his tempo slow and his rhythm varied, feeling no need to rush things. After that single flick to her clit his tongue went back down to play below it.

	Quetzal continued licking through her folds, pausing only long enough to get Cassie aching once again for a firm touch. The older dragon trailed his lips and tongue up to caress her delicate clitoris. "Oh"s of delight followed as he again probed the tiny opening below it oh so gently. He smiled to himself and watched the muscles of Cassie's stomach and felt her thighs around his neck jump at the uncommon sensation of having her pee-hole tickled. Quetzal teased it for several seconds, knowing it was only a step on the road to his ultimate goal.

	Cassie finally settled in to this different type of pleasure, only to find her lover change tactics. The old dragon pulled back just long enough to drag his tongue up and lash the plump little nub on top. He made Cassie shriek in pleasant surprise before driving it all the way down and right into her slick love tunnel.

	More gasps and moans flowed from Cassie's lips. She struggled just to keep her tail on the cot as her experienced lover worked his magic. What really set her off next made her claws dig right into the cot's frame. Somehow, Quetzal curled his tongue as it slid deep inside her, stroking up at that special little rough-spot she loved so much. She could feel the muscles of her pussy readying to thunder out a wonderful orgasm.

	But somehow, it didn't come! Quetzal had switched rhythms on her yet again, keeping her leveled out on that plateau of ecstasy. By the time the glow of his g-spot licking had matured, he was waltzing about her clit again, summoning a whole different brand of sensation. Moans passed with each panting breath, the pleasure from her inner stimulation was fading while being replaced in equal measure on the outside. All that from just his skilled tongue! Barely able to contain herself, she screwed her eyes shut against the glowing sparkles that swam throughout her vision. Cassie let her mouth hang open, her tongue lolling out without a care of how she looked.

	The feelings again built this time more intensely. The pink dragoness felt like she would cum doubly hard from the skilled attention, but even as she braced for the spasms to come, Quetzal changed it up again! She wasn't sure how, but Quetzal kept her riding the knife's edge before her ultimate satisfaction. What was worse was that he built upon her sensations just slowly enough that she SHOULD have cum at least twice by now!

	He moved his attention to her thighs, massaging them with his fingers as his tongue danced about between them. Quetzal reveled in the silky smooth scales as his hands glided over his lover's sweet spots. Breaking the rhythm yet again, he let his hands drift closer to his mouth, nearing the junction which Cassie was itching to have played with. As the lovely feelings ebbed back, Cassie felt herself grow a bit frustrated. She had to bite back her impatience as Quetzal continued to work.

	"Nnnngggh!, haaah... oh, Quetzal," Cassie couldn't bite back any more, "Quetzal, please... I... I need to..."

	Quetzal backed off a little more, letting the vinegar edge of release slip just a little further away from Cassie.

	"Not yet Cassie," Quetzal said calmingly, "There is still plenty more to go."

	Cassie tried to gasp in a few steadying breaths as the fingers continued on their journey to ecstasy. Quetzal was right on target, and within minutes had brought her right back to the plateau she had just been on. His younger lover bit her lip as she felt one of Quetzal's practiced fingers slip up inside. He was careful to only edge around her g-spot and never to actually rub it completely while working it steadily in and out.

	With fingers and tongue working on her, Cassie felt like she would catch fire from the overwhelming stimulation. What was more, Quetzal was expertly steering the building bliss, keeping the climax at bay skillfully. The thought that he could keep doing it for hours without relief and that she would be content with that waiting struck her suddenly. With that new realization, she allowed herself to slip past the demands for release and surrender to her lover. To just let Quetzal do whatever he wanted, knowing it would all be so good, so satisfying.

	Suddenly, his fingers stopped. So did his tongue. The effect shocked poor Cassie, who was still riding the high of delight. She looked, panting, at Quetzal's smiling face. He seemed quite content with his job of pleasuring Cassie, though his features were those of someone who had just discovered a grand new game.

	"Good," Quetzal said, "I think we are coming along quite nicely. Have you figured out what I'm doing yet Cassie?"

	"Driving me completely crazy?" said Cassie in a way-too-cute voice.

	"Believe me, my dear," Quetzal smirked, "When I finally do decide to let you finish, it will be greater, stronger, and more satisfying than you have ever known. That is, if I decide you have deserved a good finish."

	"Ooooh, and how do I deserve it?" Cassie said wryly, knowing the answer full well.

	"Just behave and let your maestro de amor teach you your lessons."

	Cassie, eager for more, decided follow her past thought and just go with it. She bit her lips again and spread her legs, inviting her delightful teacher to continue. To her dismay, though, he did not dive right back in. Instead he simply walked out of the room!

	Cassie was about to get up and see what was wrong when she saw her aged lover backing into the doorway. He carried a large box, draped in a velvet sheet, with a tray full of tea and cake on top.

	"Quetzal, wha...?" Cassie burst out with concern.

	"Shhhh, please, nina," Quetzal said soothingly, "This is all part of the lesson. We need to take a break for now so that things can proceed as they need to."

	He set the box down beside the cot. Enjoying Cassie's thighs clenching together from frustration and unfulfilled desire. The horny pink dragoness had her claws dug into her set to keep them from rubbing herself, but she forced them to let go as she sat up.

	"First," Quetzal said with a wry little smile, "We need to have a drink. I don't think you have realized how wet you've gotten things."

	He indicated the towels upon which Cassie was seated. She took a moment to realize that, what had once been dry fluffy towels, were now matted and soaked with her slick juices. It was as if she had cum a dozen times, but that was impossible, since she had yet to get off even once!

	Quetzal busied himself by pouring out a generous measure of bright violet-red tea from a silver kettle into two rather large teacups. After dropping a cube of sugar into each cup, he offered one to Cassie and sipped at his own. His eyes stayed on her beautiful girlish face and eyes as she got up and took it.

	Cassie sniffed the tea. It had a pleasant bouquet of spices and sweet fruits, not of leaves like she had expected. She smiled, ignoring her need, and took a dainty sampling of the liquid. It was delicious! Sweet and spicy flavors blended in a most delightful way that thrilled her as she swallowed.

	She sipped a little more.

	It seemed to warm her in a most satisfying way as she drank. Best of all, the more she took, the more her mind filled with whimsical thoughts. It seemed to make her both relaxed and almost daydreamy. As she drained her first cup, she caught eyes with Quetzal. A warm... and yet almost mischievous... look stretched across his face.

	"More?" Quetzal queried, offering the kettle briefly before taking the initiative and refilling her cup.

	Cassie was more than happy to take another drink. She was feeling warm, almost hot, as the tea filled her. The dreamy sensation she felt was intensifying. She felt... well it was a lot like being in love. It was a story-book romance coupled with a first-love sort of feeling. Even then, there was just something else. Just a little bit more than those things.

	As Cassie drained the second cup, she looked once again to Quetzal. That delightful, caring face was too wonderful. She felt her love for him intensified more than ever! In that instant, she wanted him. She wanted to break through this hazy love-cloud and just hold him and love him... and again, she wanted to let him do whatever he wanted to her.

	She smiled broadly. Oh the thoughts that were dancing in her head now! She would let that perfect old dragon do whatever he wanted. It made her feel just so tingly inside. A new flush of arousal crept through her, mixing with her previous buzzing lust, as she anticipated just what could be coming next.

	Quetzal moved in close, just close enough to barely brush his lips across Cassie's.

	"Do you want me?" Quetzal whispered, so close to her that she could feel his mouth making the words.

	Cassie giggled at the absurdity of the question. Her scales blushed an even deeper pink as she realized just how much she DID want him right then. In fact, that was all she could think about at that moment!

	She sidled up to Quetzal, nuzzling him and gazing up into his eyes.

	"I want you." She said in a rather breathless husky tone, "I want you to do whatever you want to me."

	Quetzal's smile grew.

	A gentle hand lead the blushing pink dragoness back to the cot. Still staring, eyes locked, Quetzal guided Cassie into a sitting position. Amazingly, as she sat, the young dragon felt that the towels were warm, fluffy, and dry again! Cassie wanted to wrap herself around her wonderful old lover as their mouths drew closer and met in a passionate kiss.

	As the kiss grew deeper, Cassie noticed just how much Quetzal was enjoying all of this. His lovely large dragon-hood jutted up and nudged against her belly scales. For a moment she felt quite empowered, being able to coax such a reaction from a dragon as... well... how old WAS he? It didn't matter after that instant as Quetzal reached around her shoulders to run his talented fingers across her sensitive wings.

	It was incredible! Of all the times Quetzal had petted her sensitive wings, somehow, this was the best it had ever felt! She found herself craving him even more as he continued seeking out her favorite spots.

	"¿Se siente bien mi amour?" came Quetzal's soft, smooth voice into her ear.

	"I love it," Cassie sighed, "please, please more."

	Their embrace tightened, pressing their scales and flesh firmly together. Though Cassie's legs wrapped around Quetzal's waist, his proud dragon-meat remained trapped between her belly and his. She ached for him, but knew that when the time was right he would give her what she craved most.

	Quetzal broke off from kissing those luscious pink lips to hug Cassie tighter to him. He trailed light pecks up her cheek until he reached near her delicate little left horn. From there he let his tongue run between her dainty nub of a horn and her sensitive little ear hole. He had to suppress his pleased chuckles as Cassie cooed and squirmed in his arms.

	It was the time... Quetzal let go of Cassie's wing and let his hand drift between their bodies. A renewed gasp of pleasure told him that everything was going according to plan. the elderly dragon let his hand drift through the delicate folds between Cassie's legs, reveling in the delightful slickness he found there as he cupped her cleft. Carefully repositioning himself so as not to disrupt his other activities, Quetzal spread the girl's soft lips just a bit with his fingers. He let his shaft slide slowly between Cassie's soft, moist lips, drawing yet another pleasured gasp.

	Cassie's love-haze was lifting, but at the same time, she had never felt so aroused. It seemed like every touch Quetzal gave drove her wild, tingling with some extra magic that seemed to enhance even the slightest feeling. She stared at him with adoring eyes half closed in pleasure.

	She felt Quetzal positioning himself at her entrance, his firm fleshy head slowly parting her labia. He lingered there, rubbing about, spreading her already slick juices upon his glans, drawing out the entry as much as she could stand. It felt amazing! He hadn't even pushed inside and already it felt like she would cum right then and there, if only from the anticipation!

	Cassie's toes curled as she waited patiently for that wonderful cock to begin filling her, waiting with wonder to see how this newfound sensational magic would make it all feel. She had been with Quetzal dozens of times in the past, and each time it felt better. Somehow, though, the horny dragoness just couldn't imagine how much more spectacular it was going to be this time. Inwardly she smiled and wondered if she'd even have any sensation left after Quetzal let her cum.

	At last, Quetzal pushed ever so slightly forward. Cassie groaned out through bitten lips as she felt herself stretched open. The feeling was more intense than she could have hoped for, and he didn't even have the head all the way in! Better still, she felt each millimeter as she took in his entire length. Her sex felt so full only to feel even more full with the next little bit. An inch in, then more, every bit making her thighs and belly tense with pleasure. The most incredible thing was, it almost felt better than an orgasm all by itself, though she knew it wasn't a release at all!

	Cassie was scratching her name into Quetzals back-scales as he came to a stop, fully inside her. Great, deep breaths made her chest heave as she hugged even tighter onto her lover. Almost overcome by sensation, she tried to ease the tension by leaning her head back and letting out a primal moan. After she had let it all out, Cassie forced open her eyes to look up into the mischievously smiling face of her master of love.

	"You are noticing the effects of the potion, I think," Quetzal chuckled, seeing how flushed and intense Cassie's cute and innocent features had become.

	"Uunnnh, I..." Cassie strained, trying to maintain her composure as she felt every twitch and throb of the shaft inside her, "potion?"

	"The tea?" Quetzal said, "It was a special pleasure potion I discovered a while ago. It will triple the sensations you feel, but it also makes it muy difícil to reach a climax until you get used to it. It also makes you muy horny for about twelve hours after you drink it."

	Cassie was shocked. 

	"Twelve hours?!," She gasped, "We're going to do this for twelve hours?!"

	Quetzal laughed gently and slid out of his young lover.

	"No, no, mi amour." Quetzal smirked, "Your homework tonight is not to touch yourself until tomorrow. But before you go, I'm going to give you something to think about."

	At this, Quetzal went into overdrive. With barely any warning or build-up, Quetzal slammed back into Cassie's wet tunnel. He reburied his flesh and yanked out and again in a rapid succession that had his young lover hanging between just holding on and pulling off her own head-scales from bliss. She had bitten her lips and curled her toes so much today that she simply couldn't bring herself to do it any longer. The only thing she could do was hang on for the ride.

	It was incredible! Nothing she had ever felt could match the intensity that he was plowing her with. Best of all she could swear she felt every vein and groove on his cock all the way inside! He just kept going and going until time simply didn't matter anymore.

	Until

	it stopped.

	All of a sudden Quetzal withdrew and hugged the quivering pink ball of pleasure tightly to him.

	Cassie was shocked. The aftershocks of such an incredible pounding were still ripe within her. She could almost swear she still felt Quetzal's cock buried inside her, pounding and pumping her with those fast, deep, hard thrusts. The memory burnt into her mind with the fires of passion. The pink dragoness's breath came short and fast, and as she calmed down, it became painfully obvious how horny she still was. She still ached for him and wanted... Needed more!

	"N-n-no!" Cassie whined a little, "we're not done yet are we?"

	"Oh, si," Quetzal said, "I don't think you realize how late it has grown. Besides, you have some homework to think about. If you can make it through tonight and tomorrow without misbehaving, I might let you have what you really want."

	"B-but," Cassie started.

	"AhAah!" Quetzal cautioned with a wag of his finger, "trust me, my love, it will all be worth it. Just think of it as... the next level of our relationship. We can stop if you really want to, but I have so many more things to show you."

	With that he winked and stepped back into the front of the school to clean up.

	Cassie was left alone on a re-soaked cot, her pussy aching for her lover to return. She yearned to, at the very least, work herself off. Work herself off right there and then, but even though it pained her to remain untouched, she knew she had to trust Quetzal. He promised that there would be even more than everything he had given already, and the adventurous part of her knew she had to see it through.

	Quetzal came back with a steaming hot washbasin full of water and a few towels. His smile was even greater than before.

	"Come now Cassie," Quetzal said, tossing her a washcloth, "let's get cleaned up and I will fly you home."

	As she dipped the cloth into the steaming water and scrubbed herself, her mind could only think to what wonders lie ahead for her and the need raging from her denied pussy.

	Sometimes, it seemed, denial and anticipation could be a good thing.
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End.

It could be continued... 

but I doubt it :)

