Title:           Two in One: First Night Apart (anthro/human, straight sex)
Author:          dzamie
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First Edit:      Tuesday 19th of January 2016 10:49:54 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 19th of January 2016 10:49:54 PM CDT

The maid, now sporting a set of scales in a very familiar shade of yellow, glances over to the mirror and slowly turns, checking herself over. As she faces away from you, you swear she lifts her tail a bit. You and she both notice her wings have torn through the shirt she had been wearing, and she effortlessly pulls the rest off, revealing a pair of scaled breasts, larger than during your time with her.
"Hm, not too bad. Bigger wings, longer tail, thicker..." she pauses, hefting her boobs in front of you, "thicker whatever these were, again. And unlike you, she hardly put up a struggle; until I let go, this body's entirely mine." She tries to spin again, faster, but loses her balance partway through and falls against the bed, next to you.
The dragon-lady rolls over on top of you, glaring. "Anything in this room, including that slip-up, stays between us, or I swear I will jump bodies again and rip out your throat, mind-partner or no. Ugh, I do miss you knowing how to be a biped though... and a feature or two about your body..." She runs her long, forked tongue around her mouth, recalling your first day "together," then glances down at you, seeming to finally notice where she's laying, just as you fully realize that turning back into a human did not grant you clothes.
The dragoness gives a low chuckle as she moves, turning herself on all fours until her ample, yellow-scaled chest hung above your crotch and the base of her tail rested above your head. She carefully curls her neck to rest her head upside-down against your shaft, pressing it between her warm scales and your own soft belly, distracting you for a second from the glistening-wet dragon pussy in front of you. Apparently the maid's panties had been torn apart by your partner's tail, if she was wearing any at all.
She smiles back at you and moves her tail teasingly close. "Mm, and it looks like you miss me as well. I suppose I'll have to give this lady her body back later. Tomorrow. Maybe. For now, however..." she lifts her head and drops her rear, filling your vision with yellow scales and the edges of a black-and-white skirt. You open your mouth in surprise to say something, but it's muffled by her soft, warm flesh and drowned out by her lustful moan. "F-for now, lucky, I've not eaten a human in over two weeks," she says, just before her long, warm tongue coils around your shaft in a spiraling lick, "and most of all, I miss the taste!"
The tongue reappears around your cock, now joined by the intense, enveloping heat of her mouth. Perhaps subconsciously, the dragoness begins to grind against your face, reminding you that she's really not the type you want to disappoint; she might very well decide to actually eat you. Slowly at first, you stick your tongue out into her, tasting the dragoness's arousal. Very soon, however, you find yourself eager to give her more, to give her your all as though the two of you still shared one body, one pussy, one building, powerful, overwhelming pleasure. You quicken, searching for her favorite spots - and her moans and enthusiasm around your hardened cock tell you your success as you lose sense of time.
After untold minutes or perhaps even hours of carnal joy, you feel a familiar pressure well up inside of your body, and somehow, inside hers. Faster, harder, stronger, you and the dragoness seem to race towards the release. At the height of pleasure, you wrap your arms around her svelte, scaly waist and press yourself into her dripping cunt just as she forces her head down around your tongue-wrapped shaft as far as she can. Her inner walls squeeze like a vice around your mouth and nose, as though trying to draw your entire body inside even as you shoot your white, sticky load down the dragoness's slender throat.
After resting on you, motionless, for a couple of seconds, the dragon-fusion pulls her mouth and tongue off of your dick with a happy sigh, turning back to face you. Your penis twitches half-heartedly as she gently drops her crotch over yours, smiling at you with a satisfied look. "Strong link we've got. You were delicious, by the way. Every. Last. Drop." She opens her mouth slightly, showing a cum-free tongue, framed by sharp, predatory teeth. "Well, the lower part of you. Perhaps I should try the rest?" This time, she opens her jaws much wider and dives forward, leaving you staring in horror at the dragoness's dark, approaching gullet, unable to do anything while so thoroughly exhausted and pinned by her lithe frame. Instinctively, you close your eyes, nothing to do but brace for the inevitable, undefended from her betrayal. Her hot breath blasts over your face as her tongue's length is pressed firmly against your already-soaked face...
And then it moves up, before withdrawing from your forehead. And again, and again. Cautiously, you open one eye, to find her head hanging just over you, bathing your face in licks from her forked tongue. She pauses and looks at you, the tip of her tongue hanging out, and giggles. "Mm, just kidding! Lucky I'm bedding you and not another dragon, or you really would be a meal! You do taste delicious, though. When we get my original body back, I'll have to get you a ring of acid protection, so I can have you as a snack when I don't want you as a sex toy. Or confidant, I suppose..."
Suddenly, the dragon-lady sits back and lets out a large yawn, stretching her arms and wings and giving you an excellent view of her rack. ...and spread jaws, which are admittedly much cuter when filled with a long tongue curling back in rather than with your head.
"You're tired, too, aren't you? I can feel it." You nod in response, and she smiles. "Say, there's something I've wanted to do, but dragon males don't stay around that long. Just to, y'know, sleep with your dick inside me. I'd rather it not be with a human, but you're probably the closest one to a dragon I'll know."
You start to point out that you just came, but stop when you notice you've started to grow hard again. After a few moments without any refusal, the dragoness smiles at you, then rises off of you, using a warm, scaly hand to maneuver your length into her soft, welcoming depths. She wiggles around a bit as though getting comfortable, lays back down on you, pressing her boobs against your bare chest, then turns her head and blows out the candlelight. Draping an arm, leg, and wing over one side, she pulls you over the other way. As you stare at her dimly-glowing eyes, she flicks her tongue across your mouth - you figure that's the closest you're getting to a kiss. "Good night, lucky human. And remember: not a word of this to anyone but each other." She closes her eyes and leans in against you, her breathing gradually slowing and evening out. Still trying to sort out that night's events, you wrap your arm around your partner and hug her back, soon dreaming of the two of you together - in one body or two.
 
The next morning, you realize something feels different, yet familiar.
>Good morning. Think you can get us out of her without waking her up?
You blink your eyes, getting used to a dragon's vision once more, and look down towards your breasts. The maid from yesterday, topless and with a torn dress, is sleeping soundly against your pale yellow scales, with your arms around each other. And, as you soon notice, your... respectable draconic length inside her. After glancing around the room for a bit, you decide to tackle the biggest problem first. Keeping as still as you can, you gently slide your long, firm member out of her silky insides. The woman in your arms begins to stir, however, so you press your cock between your belly and hers as she begins to wake, unsure of what to say.
>I'll take it. My decision to jump bodies, I might as well field the cleanup. Follow my lead.
A warm smile crosses your muzzle as you watch her start to wake up. Unbidden by you, words form from your jaws. "Good morning. I want to thank you again for a night I'll never forget. So many of the other humans were scared or even hostile; it was a pleasure to meet someone as... friendly and outgoing as you."
The maid opens her eyes, blinking the sleep out of them. Suddenly, she looks wide awake, focus darting between your head, your chest, your penis, and herself. Emotions conflict clearly across her face. Confusion, over what she did last night. Fear, of the inhuman form in front of her. Terror, of what you and the dragoness might do if she screams. Eventually, she speaks in a cautious, measured tone, "I... my apologies, miss- no, mister- My apologies, dear guest, but I have no recollection of last night." Blushing furiously, she looks at your length again before continuing, "a-and I'm afraid I likely must refuse a continuation of whatever that was."
A look of resigned disappointment appears on your face as your eyes glance away. "I see."
>Get up, start getting ready to go.
"Well... still, thank you anyway. Even if you don't remember much of it, you were very respectful throughout all, which is more than can be said about some people here." You get up and throw on a robe and a cloak while this conversation goes on for a while and your cock retreats back behind your scales, then hold out a spare to her, temporarily seizing control from your partner. "Look, regardless of your memory, your uniform was still ruined. Please at least accept this to cover yourself."
She looks at the cloak, then at you. You smile, careful not to show any teeth. The exposed maid nods and accepts the gift, then sits back down on the bed, overcome by confusion.
>That's everything, let's go before someone finds out what we did to housekeeping.
Having paid for the room in full last night, you walk out onto the streets, bag slung over your shoulder. It's going to be a long day, filled with the dragoness talking about what she's going to do with the Princess once you get her back and the dragoness restored.