A/N: Apologies for the late upload, had some things to do earlier in the day~

That said, hope you like the Ch'en lewd~

Drunken Dragon

''Cheers~!''

''Cheers~!''

The resounding clank of glasses banging together was lost amidst the general roar of the party around them. Operators from all ranks of Rhodes Island were gathered within the vast hall, dressed in all manners of clothing from party dresses to suits to something in-between, meandering past tables of food and indulging in the plentifully-supplied wine.

The party was one to celebrate New Years Eve, and everyone took the chance to unwind after many long days and night of fighting Reunion. Even as the hour grew late, the night sky bright with stars and the hallways of Rhodes Island populated with stumbling party-goers retiring to their rooms, the main hall remained as populated as ever, warm bodies moving about unbothered by the prospect of work in the morning, everyone collectively deciding to just have fun for once.

''I think I had too much to drink...''

The Doctor was no exception; chuckling at Swire's nauseated comment and holding onto the stumbling young woman, her lithe frame clad in a snug dress that highlighted her curves. While at first she teased him with her backless outfit, flirts and teases thrown his way, now she was just trying to stumble back to her friends without either throwing up or passing out in an undignified heap on the floor. He himself had abandoned his usual jacket in favour of a simple suit, foregoing his mask for once.

''I told you not to try and drink Lappland under the table. Never works out well.'' The Doctor smiled sheepishly. ''You're the third person tonight who thought they could.''

''It's not fair!'' Swire squawked, waving an arm and stumbling, forcing the Doctor to help balance her. ''She's just... guh!''

''Guh indeed.'' The Doctor soothingly rubbed her back, spotting Hoshiguma at one of the tables. ''There they are. Almost there now.''

''Thank heavens for that...'' She mumbled drunkenly.

Unable to quell the slight chuckle that arose from his throat the Doctor guided Swire over to the LGD's unofficial table, nodding at Hoshiguma and Ch'en as he approached. Both women were also dressed up, with Hoshiguma herself donning a snug skin-tight dress with a high collar – but it was Ch'en that really caught his eye. Clad in a tight red Lungmen qipao with a diamond cleavage cut-out just above her bust she looked divine, her lithe arms bare and with a pair of black shorts underneath her dress.

And judging by her rosy cheeks, she was drunk. Heavily drunk.

''Doctor!'' A fact confirmed when Ch'en greeted him loudly, smacking a hand down onto the table. ''You uh...! Uh...''

Ch'en gazed down into her mug of beer, frowning severely. ''Uhh...''

Hoshiguma pursed her, snorted – and then burst out laughing. Ch'en scowled and gave her the evil eye, whacking her shoulder, but it did little to stop Hoshiguma's spontaneous laughter. The Doctor on the other hand gazed in befuddlement between the two, puzzled, before deciding it must've been something they said beforehand. Something that Swire herself agreed with, grumbling at them to shut up and slipping out of his grip, sitting down next to Hoshiguma with a low groan and planting her forehead on the table.

''You girls seem to be having fun.'' The Doctor noted, looking to Hoshiguma.

''Hehehe, yeah, been fun.'' Hoshiguma agreed, her laughter easing enough that she could speak. ''Ch'en's absolutely hammered now though. Beat that Cliffheart girl in a drinking game.''

''What's with all the drinking games tonight...'' He sighed exasperatedly, earning a snickering laugh from Hoshiguma. ''You alright Ch'en?''

''Ah? Yeah, yeah...'' She shifted slightly. ''Ah'm fine.''

The slight slur to her speech said otherwise, doubly so due to how much she was clearly focusing to form simple words. ''Sure. Thoughts, Hoshiguma?''

''S-She's not my handler!'' Ch'en squawked indignantly, smacking her fist down on the table.

Hoshiguma snickered, answering regardless. ''Take her back to her room please, if it's no problem. I'll probably leave with Swire in a few minutes anyway.''

Ch'en scowled but didn't protest other than that, clearly not wanting to stay at the party if her friends weren't. Seeing that the Doctor offered Ch'en a hand, and after a moment the dragon-girl accepted it with a grunt, clambering off of her seat and nearly tripping in the process – stumbling into his chest instead. Ch'en's cheeks darkened and she stumbled back a step, sparing him a glance before hastily looking off to the sight, mumbling an apology.

The Doctor just chuckled lightly and snaked an arm around her shoulder, and escorted her away from the table. They weaved past groups of people and the occasional drunk passed out on the floor, soon breaking away from the thick of it and exiting into the hallway beyond the main hall; the pristine white halls populated somewhat by others leaving the party, none of whom spared them a glance. Something Ch'en seemed somewhat appreciative of, grumbling something about privacy as she leaned more against his side.

He didn't think much of it, keeping a firm hold on Ch'en as he guided her to the elevator. Minutes bled by from there; Ch'en's heels clicking sharply against the hard floors of Rhodes Island as they ascended up to the dormitory wing, making their way along it until Ch'en slurred for him to slow down; drunkenly pointing which room was hers and leaving it up to him to lead her there.

''Mn...'' She reached down to her thigh, reaching into her shorts and withdrawing a key-card. ''Here...''

The Doctor accepted the card and slid it through the reader next to the door, eliciting a high-pitched beep before the door hissed open. Steadying his hold on her the Doctor led his charge inside, admiring her unlit room idly, from her neat desk to the make-up next to her full-body mirror in the corner or neatly-made uniform on her dresser at the other end of the room. His gaze then shifted to her bed, the sheets a dark blue bordering on black.

He led her over to the bed, vaguely hearing the door hiss shut behind. The Doctor however paid it no mind, guiding Ch'en over to the bed and easing her down onto it – only to be surprised when she grabbed his arm and tugged, tempting him to slowly sit down next to her. The busty woman didn't meet his gaze nor said why, her gaze focused on her lap and her expression conflicted.

''Ch'en-'' He started to say, but she cut him off.

''I'm leaving the LGD.'' She blurted out.

It took a solid second for her words to set in, and when they did the Doctor's eyes widened. ''What? Why?''

Ch'en lifted her head and looked up at him, embarrassment colouring her already-flushed cheeks. ''Because of you, dumbass.''

''Me?''

The dragon-girl growled, jabbing him in the chest with a finger. ''You. You're so... so... annoying! Stupid, smart, kind, warm...''

She trailed off momentarily, her tone losing heat. ''...after we parted ways I kept... y'know, wanting you back. But ya won't leave Rhodes Island, and I can't handle not being near ya... so...''

Ch'en blushed, and he could tell that whatever the alcohol was doing to her, the feelings she had were genuine. ''I'm quitting the LGD... and joining Rhodes Island permanently.''

''Just to be closer to me.'' The Doctor repeated in disbelief.

''Yeah.'' Ch'en murmured, grabbing the back of his head. ''Sho take some fuckin' responsibility you handsome fuck.''

Anything the Doctor wanted to say in response was muted as Ch'en suddenly yanked him in – and then mashed their lips together in a rough, intimate kiss. It was sudden and intense, the taste of alcohol palatable on her lips, a shiver travelling through the Doctor as he felt how her lips meshed with his. He didn't kiss back; simply enduring the kiss for a few more moments until Ch'en was forced to break it off for air, gasping lightly and left panting.

''Ch'en, I'm flattered, but-'' The Doctor started to say.

Only for Ch'en to interrupt him, visage twisting in frustration. ''Don't you dare say you're not interested. I see how you look at me.''

''No, I mean-'' He sighed, laying a hand over hers. ''It's all a little fast. Slow down a bit.''

His hand slid up over her arm, soon coming to rest upon her cheek. ''I wouldn't mind, if that's what you're wondering. But why not take it slower than this?''

''Why?'' Ch'en huffed, alcoholic breath teasing his chin. ''I'm liquored up for once and put myself in a nice dress. Do you need more of a reason to get it on with me?''

''You-''

''-picked out ah' dress just to catch your eye? Of course.'' Ch'en smirked at that, cheeks flushed red but a hint of cocky mischief in her ruby eyes. ''So are ya gonna let me down after havin' me wait all night, or you gonna gimme a night to remember~?''

The rare purr that entered Ch'en voice turned him on more than he wanted to admit, arousal bubbling up within him despite his best attempts to keep it cool. Any hopes of doing that was thoroughly abandoned when Ch'en shifted, her lithe arms snaking over his shoulders and one leg easing itself over his – leaving the dragon-girl straddling him, face mere inches from his and her ruby eyes shining with slow-mounting desire, one fuelled by the lust within her.

And so when Ch'en leaned in for a kiss the Doctor didn't resist, succumbing to the sensual offer she'd given him. Her lips pushed against his and he reciprocated wholeheartedly, releasing a low groan as he kissed the dragon-girl back, both of his hands coming to rest upon her waist. He rubbed her hips slowly, admiring the curvy hips he'd seen so many times but never touched lest Ch'en cut his hands off with a swipe of her sword. Only now she was all to happy to have him touch her; groaning approvingly into his mouth.

''Mm...'' Ch'en's lips parted away from his long enough to suck in a breath, capturing his lips against not a moment later – groaning into his mouth.

The Doctor leaned back, grunting as he fell onto his back with her atop him. Ch'en wasted no time in breaking off the kiss and going for his suit jacket, panting heavily as she popped buttons open forcefully and sent more than one pinging across the room, uncaring of the damage as she just all but ripped it open. His white button-up shirt didn't last more than a few moments, meeting a similar fate and revealing his bare chest, allowing Ch'en to drunkenly roam her hands over it, palming his chest.

''Hah...'' Before she then reached up, roughly untying the neck-clasp and allowing her collar to go slack-

-before she then yanked the front of her dress down, revealing her bare breasts.

''Here.'' Ch'en slurred, showing her tits. ''Guys like that, right?''

''Yeah...'' The Doctor murmured, raising both hands up – cupping her breasts.

They were a touch firm, but surprisingly soft at the same time; his groping fingers sinking into Ch'en tits. The dragon-girl grunted at the slow grope and leaned back down again, lips parting a split-second before she pursed them against his, moaning into his mouth. Aroused by the sound the Doctor groped her more, his fingers squeezing her breasts with more force and hefting her plump chest about lightly, his thumbs soon finding her pale pink nipples and rubbing them about slowly, eliciting a shiver from the Guard.

Breaking off the kiss the Doctor sat upright slightly and grabbed her ass instead, firmly holding it and pulling her up his body slightly – enough that he could lean down and bury his face in her chest. Ch'en shivered at the sensation, releasing a light groan as he started to kiss the top of her boobs, his lips smooching her warm flesh and taking the time to grope and massage her ass, admiring how curvy it was and how perfectly it fitted into his hands.

So enamoured by the perfect shape and the boobs against his lips he didn't consciously realise his growing hardness – not until Ch'en herself notice it, her thigh rubbing against his bulge.

''Mn...'' The dragon-girl shifted backwards, crawling down his body. ''Lemme see...''

The Doctor didn't protest, both hands going down and hastily undoing his belt, the two of them succeeding in getting it off within a matter of moments. That out of the way Ch'en grabbed his pants and yanked them down alongside his boxers, her ruby eyes widening as she laid eyes on his rock-hard cock. Intimidated by it she could only stare for a stunned second before snapping herself out of it, shaking her head and leaning in – planting a kiss on the tip.

And then in an instant took the whole head into her mouth, sucking on it. The suddenness of it elicited a groan from the Doctor, pleasure vibrating down his shaft as Ch'en's tongue slid over the head. The dragon-girl blushed at the sound but didn't cease her actions, tilting her head up slightly as she swirled her tongue over the swollen head more. Wet saliva smeared itself across the tip or dribbled down it, her hot breath exhaled over said saliva a moment later as he pushed deeper down, enveloping more of his cock.

''A-Ahh...'' The Doctor groaned in bliss.

''Mmph...'' The drunk Ch'en tilted her head slightly to the side, causing the tip of his cock to bulge her cheek out. ''Itsh feelin' good...?''

The slurred, wet voice Ch'en spoke with turned him on more than he wanted to admit, tempting him to lay a hand on the top of her head – nudging her down. Gazing up into his eyes the dragon-girl obeyed, moaning wetly around his cock as she went deeper down, letting him feel the underside of his shaft slide over her tongue as he went in deeper. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat a moment later, causing her to grunt and gag.

With stubborn determination however Ch'en went deeper, grunting and choking slightly – before with a low, choking groan Ch'en took him down her throat – aided when he pushed her head down with a gasp, fitting his full cock down her throat. The searing wet warmth that pulsed around his cock felt downright heavenly for the Doctor, tight gasps of bliss fleeing his parted lips, his back arching slightly as he tried and failed to contain a moan of pure pleasure.

''Ah... Mm, Ch'en...'' The Doctor murmured out, barely able to string words together through the pleasure.

Ch'en was far from done however; grunting and gagging around his cock as she bobbed her head up-and-down, blowing him roughly. She kept her teeth out of the way but she sucked him hard, her lips pursing tight around his length on the way up and her tongue slapping and slithering around the tip. Drool plentifully streamed down his cock, her warm alcohol-tinged breath washing over his dick with every exhale, the combination of sensations proving too much for the Doctor to endure easily.

And soon he threw caution to the wind, any thoughts of 'taking it slow' readily cast aside in favour of tackling the issue by the horns – literally. His hands grasped Ch'en horns and he yanked her down his cock, openly moaning in pleasure as he sheathed himself down her throat, helping lift her head back up before promptly yanking her back down again. He repeated the motion vigorously, aided by Ch'en herself as the dragon-girl held his thighs and bobbed her head in tandem with his movements, using her mouth and throat as little more than a toy for his own pleasure.

That thought alone, debauched and lewd as it was, only heightened his lust. The Doctor screwed his eyes shut and gasped out tight, laboured breaths, feeling how hot her tongue was as it licked and lapped at the underside of his shaft, drunkenly stroking his increasingly-swollen cock. He felt her warm spit drip onto his dick and be smeared into his girth, the constant up-down motions made all the more intense by how he yanked on her thin but deceptively-strong horns.

''Hah, C-Ch'en...!'' The Doctor groaned out, pleasure mounting within his cock.

As if sensing that Ch'en suddenly pulled back, pushing against his hold and making him release her horns and let her go – shuddering as his cock sprung free from her lips. Ch'en panted hot breaths over it but didn't sit and stare for more than a few moments before grabbing her large breasts, and without an ounce of hesitation smothered his dick between them, moving her breasts up-and-down and giving him a titfuck.

''M-Mm!'' The novel sensation was almost too much for him; gasping as he felt her soft boobs push against either side of his shaft, the friction slight but ever so pleasurable.

It was too much. Combined with the blow-job and he was at his limit, heat racing up his cock – before with a gasp cum erupted from the tip of his cock, spurting up from between Ch'en's cleavage and splattering up her neck. The dragon-girl blushed darkly but didn't stop moving her boobs, panting as she slid them along his cock and coaxed out more of his seed, feeling it spurt between her tits and make a mess between them or shoot up and land on top of her rounded tits, causing much of it to dribble down in slow white trickles.

Until at last Ch'en squished her boos roughly together, squeezing out one last spurt of cum from him before he was finished; groaning in dazed bliss. ''Ahh...''

''Mn... it's so hot...'' Ch'en drunkenly mumbled to herself, leaning back.

The Doctor just smiled sheepishly and chuckled, a little out of breath from his powerful orgasm. His cock buzzed and tingled in bliss from it, his eyes soaking in the sight of Ch'en as she too regained the air she had lost, her heavy breathing causing her cum-covered chest to heave, drawing his eye. Ch'en noticed but made no attempt to dissuade him, her cheeks burning red as she wiped her mouth dry with the back of her hand; tits hanging out in front of him.

Then Ch'en shifted, blushing as she stumbled up to her feet in front of him. She gazed at him for a second panting – and then right in front of him reached under her qipao and grabbed her black shorts, shoving them down. The lacy red underwear she wore with them went down with it, both falling to the floor with a soft thump and allowing Ch'en to step out of them, her long, creamy legs bare as she straddled his chest, pressing her bare womanhood against his cock – the heat of her core making him shiver.

''We're doing this.'' Ch'en tried to growl, but it came off more like a mumble. ''Got it?''

''Yeah.'' The Doctor didn't try and dissuade her. Alcohol or no her feelings were genuine.

Ch'en relaxed slightly that he wasn't opposed to this, cheeks aflame as she sat up on her knees and grabbed his wet cock, pressing the head against her folds, and then eased herself down. Instantly the Doctor gasped; searing flesh smothering the head of his cock and enveloping his shaft next. Hot wet walls gripped his dick as she went deeper, a slow, whining moan arising from Ch'en's lips as she took more and more of him inside, inch by inch, until soon she was sat with most of his dick snugly within her pussy.

''Ah...'' The dragon girl squirmed a little, her walls pressing down on his cock as she shifted her hips slightly. ''Mn... here I go...''

Murmuring the words out Ch'en grasped his shoulders and lifted herself up, squeezing him tight – and with a moan pushed herself back down his cock. Her pussy enveloped his shaft once more, the very tip kissing her innermost parts and eliciting a mutual moan from the both of them – a moan that was muffled when Ch'en dove in and drunkenly kissed him, the lip-lock muting their words into a hot, incoherent murmur.

They broke apart from the kiss moments later only to reignited the kiss a moment thereafter, this time with more passion. Cupping his cheeks with both hands Ch'en leaned over him more, moaning lustfully into his mouth as he forced the Doctor to tilt his head back to compensate, the new angle strangely much more erotic than it was when normally kissing. His own hands went to her waist, grabbing rough handfuls of Ch'en's nice ass and groping it, able to fully appreciate her curves when she had nothing to cover her butt.

''Mmph... Mm- haah, hah...'' Ch'en broke off the kiss and panted against his lips, groaning erotically as she kept working her hips; slowly bouncing up-and-down on him. ''Move your hips too you- Mm!''

Ch'en was cut short as he did exactly that; thrusting his hips up with a low grunt. The tip of his cock hit her innermost parts just as she dropped her own hips, eliciting a gasp from Ch'en as a burst of pleasure lanced up her stomach. Relishing the cute expression on her face the Doctor did it again, bucking his hips upwards just as she came downwards, scraping his throbbing cock against her quivering walls, the wetness letting him move in her easily.

Though that wetness didn't make her any less tight; a groan escaping the Doctor as her walls once more pressed down on his shaft when the head of his cock hit a sensitive spot in her. He tried to aim for that same spot but Ch'en was in control here; lifting and dropping her hips with rough jerks. He didn't mind the roughness in which she moved but Ch'en got more used to moving her hips by the second, her rough jerks becoming smoother rolls of her hips, easing him in-and-out of her with smacks of flesh punctuating each time he went balls-deep.

''Hah... you're throbbing so much...'' Ch'en slurred out, tightening around his girth. ''I can feel ya in me...''

The Doctor shuddered at her unintentionally-lewd words, giving her ass a smack and rough grope. Ch'en moaned at the rough play and paid him back by riding him harder; spicing things up by rotating her hips around in fierce circles, stirring him around her quivering insides and pushing him closer to his ever-desired high. The Doctor spanked her in response, grunting as he bucked his hips up to compensate, burying his pulsing meat deep within Ch'en pussy, his orgasm nearing.

And as her walls pressed down on him ever so tightly once more, the Doctor came undone; gasping as he shot his load up into her quivering sex. Ch'en buckled at the feeling, a tight, rasping groan escaping her throat as she seized up on his lap, orgasming with him. His seed splattered deep within her and she squeezed it out, coaxing every last drop from him and continuing to ride him even mid-climax, dragging it out for as long as possible.

Before at last Ch'en smacked her hips down, stirred her hips – and groaned, flopping down onto his chest. ''Hah... haah...''

The Doctor shuddered, holding onto Ch'en and lifting her hips up, allowing his dick to slip out of her dripping slit – allowing a trickle of white to leak out of her.

For nearly a full minute they laid like that, and only after a minute did Ch'en feel well enough to speak.

''Ah, Ch'en, I-''

Only to fall silent when he looked down, and found the dragon girl passed out on top of him, eyes shut and her softening breaths escaping her lips.

''...I guess we can talk about it in the morning.''

It had been a whirlwind of a night, but he supposed things would be equally as chaotic in the morning.

Strangely, he was looking forward to it. If only to see Ch'en reaction when she woke up.

[END]