A/N: The following takes place during "The Honeymoon Period" of The Xerophilous Saga.

March 1st, 4991

If I'd known that Batty and Maggy were going to move in with me so quickly, I would've put more effort in finishing the bathroom, or at the very least expanding the bath and shower to fit three dragons. Instead, after we woke up and snuggled a bit from our late night romp, we had to sneak our way out of the Village just as it was waking up, to bathe in a nearby waterfall-pool that Majestic would frequent. It felt silly, trying to leave the capital and avoid notice, like we were a trio of lovesick teens trying to evade disapproving parents, as if we'd get anything more than cheers and knowing smiles. But that token of embarrassment was more than made up for with the experience of cleaning and getting cleaned by the two most beautiful and amazing Rainwings in the jungle.

"So," Batty said, speaking above the din of the waterfall, "Last night was fun, wasn't it?"

"Very fun." I agreed, using an herbal soap concoction she made with a thick brush on my scales. "What a way to end this week. I mean seriously, think of what we've done in a couple days. We totally wrecked the Nightwings' best soldiers, we've secured their Portal, we've captured Nightshade and Tanwen, and we've proven the Rainforest isn't just some joke!"

"So many firsts, too." Batty agreed, using a rolled-up palm leaf with the same soap on my wings. "First kiss. First dance. First time with a drake... and a dragoness... at the same time..." Her pink scales went from her normal hue to an embarrassed neon.

"And a lot of those firsts are thanks to a very special lady." I leaned over to Maggy, who was almost done cleaning herself, nuzzling her just under her frill. "You're one hell of a bodyguard, Maggy."

"You honor me, Xero." She chuckled, tilting her head to welcome my kiss. "Last night was the most fun I've had in... well, a very long time."

"Why is that?" I asked, getting the last of the suds off me. "If you don't mind me asking, and please don't take this the wrong way, but I'd think that someone as big and strong and beautiful and, uh, talented as you, should have a line of drakes and 'nesses waiting for you."

The large Rainwing flushed an embarrassed pink, tinges of blue-gray along her frill and wingtips. "I've had boyfriends before," She admitted, "Girlfriends too. But things just never really worked out for us."

"Why?"

Her tail swished, as she chuckled. "Well, for one thing, there's a bit of a size difference between me and most male Rainwings. I'll be honest, Xero, you're the first male I've ever met who could measure up to my standards."

"Hmm, that's so?" I smiled, holding myself a little taller. The dragonesses giggled.

"As for the other thing," She continued, "We usually end up separating because I want something most Rainwings nowadays seem afraid of."

"What's that?"

Maggy stepped out of the pool, shaking off excess water. "I've always wanted to be a mother. I don't just mean getting knocked up and popping out an egg for the hatchery every now and then. I want to have a dragonet to raise as my own, a little hatchling I could love and care for and protect, and watch them grow into a wonderful dragon. It's still something I think about, now and then." She shrugged her wings. "It's not an overwhelming desire or anything, just an idle wish. I hope that doesn't bother you two, and I promise it won't interfere with my ability to fight for you, either."

"Well, I think you'd be a great mom someday." Batty assured her, leaving the pool and nuzzling the larger female. "You've already got that team mom energy going on."

"Aww, thanks Batty." Maggy covered the smaller Rainwing with her wing, giving her a side-hug as she kissed her forehead. "I heard about how you handled things back in the Village. You're really coming into your own as a Queen, I can tell."

I frowned, concern brewing. There was an elephant in the room that wasn't being addressed, threatening to send this whole happy fantasy crashing down the longer it wasn't dealt with.

"Maggy, Batty," I said, getting out of the pool, "After last night, what does that make us? I mean, I'd like to think that this makes us more than friends - not that there's anything wrong with friends, um, fooling around, I know that's a thing Rainwings do. I just, I think I love both of you, and this is really new to me, and I don't want things to get weird between us, you know, because last night was the best night of my life and I want to do it again but I don't to be selfish or a bad boyfriend or-" At this point I was starting to get into a rant, pacing nervously along the shore.

"Hey, Xero, it's okay." My bodyguard insisted, resting a wing on me. "Listen, last night was great, and we do love you, and believe me I'd be up to continuing our lessons if you both want. But there's some things you need to understand about Rainwing courtship." She sat us both down underneath a large rosewood tree, a dozen macaws chattering away above us.

"First, relationships with more than two dragons aren't uncommon here in the Rainforest," She explained, "But they're not too common either. Three or more dragons having some fun for a few weeks happens all the time, but making a polyamorous relationship last takes work. Now, things are a little different between us, because you're King and Queen, and Rainwing Queens had multiple partners all the time, but the main points remain the same. All members, like every couple, must be honest with each other, and respect and trust one another. New dragons can only come in if everyone's in agreement, and if a dragon wants to leave - if the others can't or won't convince them to stay - then they're free to leave with no judgement or guilt. With me so far?" I nodded.

She smiled, taking both of our paws. "Second, I know that between the two of us, you love Batty more." She raised her paws to stop our protest. "I know that might sound bad at first," She continued, "But we Rainwings know that sometimes love forms quickly, and sometimes it takes time. You were attracted to me the moment you saw me, but I've watched the love bloom between you two. I know I'm the plus one here, and that's okay." She turned to face Fruit Bat. "Batty, if it's alright with you, I would very much like to continue being with you and Xero, and to be your protector and lover just as much as his. I shall respect your decision either way, and I promise that none of this will interfere with my ability to perform my duties."

Fruit Bat looked at her, then at me, then back at her. She turned a thoughtful dark blue, then smiled as starbursts of happy yellow and delightful lavender bloomed across her body. "Majestic," She said, "I would be honored if you would stay with us. I do, however, have a few requests to make."

"Of course, My Queen," Maggy said, "Whatever you want."

Batty twirled her tail around her's. "First, I want you to teach me how to fight. If I'm to be a true Queen, I need to know how to defend myself, not just how to hide or spit venom. You're the best fighter we have, and I bet you have all kinds of tricks and moves you can show me."

"But of course. That'll be easy, I'm sure."

"Good." She pulled us closer with her wings, and with a naughty smirk, she continued, "And secondly, I want you to keep teaching us your skills in the bedroom. Xero and I, we have a lot to learn if we're to truly become King and Queen. We need to know how to, um, 'take care' of each other, and you're the one dragon we trust above everyone else in that matter. After all, you were our first." Maggy's frill turned bright pink, and she chuckled.

"Well, who am I to pass up an offer like that?" She teased, her tail curling around Batty's. "Though I must warn you, it won't be easy. There's a lot to learn, and the three of us are going to need a lot of practice."

"Speaking of which," I suggested, smirking naughtily as an idea formed, "If I recall correctly, we don't have anything important to do for another hour or so. Do you two want to squeeze in one of those 'practice sessions' real quick?"

The Rainwing dragonesses looked at each other. Batty nodded her head vigorously, and Maggy snickered. "I think we can work something out." She said, as they turned matching yellow-and-pink colors. "And what better place to train than next to a waterfall?"

They got up, circling around with the smoldering, seductive looks of predators about to pounce on their prey (which, in a manner of speaking, they were). I felt myself blush, the fin along my spine standing taller and at attention. But one night of passion can make all the difference. Where there used to be nervousness, there was now confidence. We all knew what we were up for, and how far we would go. So as I felt their wings brush against my back and belly, I was already thinking of how to get the most "bang for my buck".

"You know," I mused, "We didn't [i]really[/i] have sex [i]together[/i] last night. We just took turns. Surely, there must be some way for us to… sync up?" I emphasize this by reaching out to both of them, nuzzling Batty while stroking Maggy's neck with the dull end of my tail.

"Hmm, I'm liking this idea." Batty agreed, turning a playful pink and yellow as she nuzzled me back, "But what should we do? How many positions are there for multiple partners?"

"You'd be surprised." Maggy pointed out, rubbing her chest against mine. Her paws caressed Batty's frill and my back fin, and both of us were soon purring under her touch. "It'll be a little difficult since one of us is smaller than the others, but I think that'll make things more interesting. I guess it depends on who wants to be the bridge between us. It should be me or you, My King, just for ease of performance. We [i]are[/i] on the clock, after all."

I thought about it for a moment, thinking of the ways to go about it, the positions I wanted to try out. I went through my memories of erotic scrolls and books I sometimes read (or "borrowed") from the Library, which I'd sometimes use for "late-night research". There wasn't a lot of material on Rainwings, but there was plenty of stuff where a small Sandwing was with larger dragons (usually Mudwings, Skywings or Icewings, and very rarely Nightwings), which gave me an idea I wanted to try out.

"I've got an idea," I said, looking between them, "Maggy, lay down on your back, please. Batty, do you think you can [i]warm me up[/i]?"

"I'd love to." I got up, giving her more access to my hind end. Batty kissed the black scales along my neck, getting down to my chest as she started rubbing her cheeks and frill against me. Maggy was on her back in no time, her legs spread to reveal a pussy already swollen and puffy with desire.

"Guard," I commanded teasingly, "Start masturbating yourself [i]and[/i] your Queen. I want you both nice and wet for what I have in store."

"As you wish, My King." Her scales turned magenta, as her talons came down and caressed the little pink nub atop her slit. She gave herself gentle, quick, circular strokes, smiling and panting already. At the same time, Maggy's tail slithered Batty's legs, climbing up to her pussy. The tip rubbed and stroked her snatch, sliding up and down her delicate folds. The little Rainwing purred beneath me, her frill extending and rubbing against my belly as she slid further and further along. I shuddered - even before she reached my crotch, I could feel my drakehood starting to emerge from my slit.

I felt her nose boop my tip, her hot breath sending a delightful rush through me. This was followed by the sensation of a warm tongue licking my cock, coaxing the rest my length out as she tasted me again and again.

"That's it, love," I grunted, "Just like that. Nice and slow. Just like that tail between your legs."

Batty hummed in assent, tantalizing my meat. Feeling her tongue swirl around my dick, watching Maggy finger herself while she watched us with lustful eyes, I could've kept it like that and satisfied myself with this little performance. But I had plans, and it was with great reluctance that I tapped Batty's ass to make her stop.

"That's enough," I told her, stepping back as my cock slid out of her mouth with a [i]SLORP[/i]. Noticing her disappointment, I chuckled. "It's alright, I think you'll enjoy this. Now, go lay on top of Maggy. Make sure your pussies are pressed against each other."

"Oooh, I think I know what you're up to." Maggy cheered, pulling Batty's tail and spinning the smaller female to face her. "You're going to like this, Batty. I've done this a few times. The males enjoy it most, but if we do it just right, we get a truly [i]thrilling[/i] experience."

Fruit Bat looked uncertain, but obeyed as she lowered herself onto Majestic, sliding across the larger girl's belly. Their pussies touched, a thin wave of magenta passing across both of their bodies. Batty slid her crotch up and down, testing the feeling between them.

"Oh," Batty observed, "This is nice. YOU feel nice, Maggy. Mmm… warm, wet… your nub against mine. I can see why girls do this."

"Right?" Maggy agreed, grinding back. "Can't expect to have Our King's cock around [i]all[/i] the time. Queens have to learn to take care of themselves while he's gone, after all."

"Oh really?" Batty queried, "I can think of a bunch of other things I want to try-"

She stopped as I stood over her, my erection slapping down atop her flank. She stood still, a shiver of yellow rippling across her back.

"I'd like to see that," I purred, grinding my length across her ass, "I'd like to see that a lot. But first, let's enjoy this moment together. Enjoy the best of both worlds, right?"

"Oh, she gets it." Maggy agreed, as she continued to rub her nub against Batty. My Queen whimpered, pinned between our ministrations. Her tail coiled around mine, squeezing tight, nuzzling the top of her head against my neck, wiggling happily between us.

And who said I was the only one getting spoiled by this arrangement?

"Now then," I said, "If we're all set, let's begin. This, my dears, is called a [i]'collaborative pussyjob'[/i]."

"Is that what the other tribes call it?" Maggy chuckled. "Around here, we just call it a '[i]Two-for-One Special[/i]'."

"Well, regardless," I explained to Batty, "I'm going to slide my dick between both of your pussies, and keep going until I cum between you two. I'll try to aim for your clits, so you both get something out of this, alright?"

Maggy spread and lifted Batty's ass, giving me a good view of their heavenly valleys. Guiding myself with one paw, I positioned my tip between their entrances. Slowly, gently, I pushed in, their hot, moist folds enveloping my length like a divine blanket. My grunt of pleasure was echoed by their coos and moans of delight, as I slid on in. My tip brushed across their clits, linking us together as one.

I pulled back, pressing down gently on my Queen to put her in a comfy little sandwich. I slid back in, gently licking the back of Batty's head. She shuddered, vibrating against the top of my length.

"Look at you!" Maggy complimented, stroking my sides. "Taking care of your mate even as you handle yourself. You're learning!" She looked Batty up and down, and smirked. "Hmm, you're not going to last long, are you, babe?" She tested this by giving the smaller Rainwing a long, loving lick along her throat. She gave a happy whimper, her spine pulsing yellow.

"No, you won't," She concluded, "Xero, if you could be a dear and focus your attention on her for a bit. You're gonna want to see this."

Confused by this new direction but following my instincts, I complied. I angled myself a little higher, pressing against Batty's clit harder as I thrusted. I continued licking her head and neck, paying extra attention to her frill. Maggy mirrored my movements, licking her throat and frill as well. I felt claws along my tip, fumbling around in circles. I couldn't tell if she was rub my cock and Batty's clit at the same time, or if she was touching herself to keep the mood going.

I didn't care. It felt great, either way.

Batty, likewise, was loving all this attention. Her moans were becoming louder, rhythmic. She rolled her hips, trying to time her thrusts to rub her lips against Maggy every time I pulled back.

"Oooh, she's getting clooose," Maggy giggled, "Xero, on my mark, penetrate her. Not all the way, just as much as you can without having to push."

I nodded. As Batty's cries grew even louder, and her scales so bright as to be almost glowing, Maggy said, "Do it." And so, I pulled back from between them, and thrusted about a quarter of my length inside her.

The reaction was as immediate as it was powerful. She screamed - a high, shuddering sound of joy and bliss. Her pussy squeezed the tip of my shaft, trying to milk me. But what surprised me the most, what got me to stop and stare even as she kept pressing against me, was the display she gave. Below me, her scales erupted into the most beautiful light show I'd ever seen. Abstract shapes and colors played out across her back, downright hypnotizing in its frenetic energy. I slipped out of her as I watched, and Maggy held her in a hug as Batty writhed and squealed in a fit of ecstasy.

After the better part of a minute, she started calming down, the light show petering out as she collapsed on our bodyguard, panting and drooling on her.

"What was that?" I asked.

"That," Maggy explained happily, "Was a Rainwing Orgasm Display."

"How come neither of you did that last night?"

"We can only do it during the day," She explained, petting Batty's neck, "When the sun powers our scales and allows us to show the world exactly how we feel. Not many outsiders get to see it. You should consider yourself lucky. Right, Batty?"

"Spirits," She sighed, "Does it always feel this good?"

"Just about," Maggy chuckling, kissing her forehead, "Now, let's get ourselves cleaned up. We have to-"

"Wait, hold on," Batty interjected, "What about you? You haven't climaxed yet."

"Oh I'm fine," She assured us, letting Fruit Bat slide off, "I don't need-"

"No!" The little Rainwing insisted, "We both got Xero off, and you both got me off, and Xero got you off! I want to do the same!"

"Batty, you don't have to-"

"I'm still hard," I pointed out, "You could take care of me while she takes care of you."

Maggy looked between the two of us, thinking. A mischievous smile crossed her face. "Well, I [i]am[/i] a Guard," She admitted, "And you are King and Queen. If you gave me an [i]order[/i], then I'd [i]have[/i] to do as you say."

Batty and I exchanged a look. She raised an eyebrow - [i]Should I?[/i] I nodded - [i]absolutely[/i]. She smiled naughtily, and turned back to the larger Rainwing.

"Alright then," She commanded, a bit playfully, "Guard, on your feet. Head down, tail up."

"Yes, My Queen." Maggy got up and did as she was told, starbursts of yellow adorning her magenta flank. Her tail rose and curled up at the end, displaying her delightful slit, wet with both Batty's earlier arousal and her own. Batty stepped up to her backside, her paws roaming across her toned buttocks and the underside of her tail. Ripples of pinks travelled in their wake like a multicolored pond. A talon trailed from halfway up her tail, down and around her vent, before sliding across her slit. Maggy shivered, biting her lip lustfully.

Satisfied with her reaction, Batty leaned in, giving the bodyguard a long, delightful lick across her nethers. Maggy cooed, her tail wagging happily above her head.

"As tempted as I am to watch this," I reminded them, stepping around to face Majestic, "You have work to do, Guard. I think you know [i]exactly[/i] what your king requires of you." My drakehood twitched in agreement.

Maggy smirked, and crawled forward. Her head and neck snaked underneath my chest and belly, her frill fanning out rhythmically against my scales. Spirits, it felt delightful, the anticipation of what came next only added to the moment. By the time I felt her nose touch my tip, I was absolutely throbbing with need.

"Hey, before you start," Batty interrupted, "Maggy, can you tell me where the G-Spot is again? I was kind of distracted last night, so…"

"Oh, yeah, about that…" Maggy stopped and explained, "I don't have one. Many dragons don't have one, in fact. I misspoke last night. G-Spots are more common among us Rainwings than any other tribe, but we lucked out that you're the one of us who has one."

"Aww," Batty pouted, "That's kind of sad. What you did was just as good as Xero."

"I don't think so," She assured her, "As far as I'm concerned, my partners have to work and lavish me more to get me off. A worthy trade off, as far as I'm concerned."

"Alright, then," Batty relented, "Just let me know if I'm on the right track."

"She'll have to use her colors and tail," I teased, "'Cause her mouth's gonna be busy. Isn't that right, love?" My cock twitched, tapping her snout insistently. She responded by licking the underside of my length, and sliding her mouth down upon my shaft.

I couldn't help but moan loudly, as I felt her tongue caress my base, and the tip of my dick press against the back of her throat. The blowjob had felt amazing starting off the night before, but now I was extra sensitive. I dug my claws into the dirt, just so I wouldn't start thrusting into her mouth. She started moving her head back and forth anyway, her tongue swirling around my length.

For my position, I was just able to see Batty lower her muzzle below me, giving our bodyguard slow, steady licks. Maggy moaned into my crotch, and I felt every vibration as a mirror of her own pleasure.

"Damn, babe," I swore, "She's digging this. Keep it up."

She looked up at me with a naughty glint in her eye, an idea forming. Before I realized what she was up to, her tail reached up and grabbed my horn. She pulled me down, and without missing a beat, took her tongue out of Maggy's snatch and straight into my mouth.

Until that moment, I'd never thought much of cunnilingus. Putting aside my thoughts of oral sex being kinda dirty, Smolder had told me that Palm was an "acquired taste", and Scald would sometimes tell "horror stories" of some of his "conquests" asking to eat out their "stank-ass poon" to get them ready. It sounded gross and weird and not something I'd be up for (even as I wouldn't turn down a blowjob if it was offered, as it was last night).

But as Batty rolled her tongue against mine, and I got a good taste of Maggy's insides, I was surprised by how good she tasted. She was sweet and fruity, like mangoes and star fruit, mixed with some kind of musk or pheromonal flavor that, although initially bad, triggered something primal and lustful in my brain. It tasted of lust and desire and need, and without even knowing it, I was hooked.

When we broke our kiss, all I could think to say was, "Holy shit, that tastes amazing."

"Want to taste the source?" She offered, gesturing to the dripping cooch between us. Maggy hummed approvingly against my cock, giving her consent as she continued to work me.

Given the go-ahead by my lovers, I lowered my head to her slit. I breathed in her scent, lighting up the most animal parts of my mind. I licked her, long and slow, savoring the flavor and warmth. Maggy's legs shook, and she moaned into my spear. She grabbed onto my back leg, holding herself up. I grunted at the weight and the pleasure, and continued licking, probing her warm folds and suckling on her nub. Her inner walls held me in place, desperately trying to keep me in with every thrust. And somehow, she tasted better with each lick.

And so it went. For the next couple minutes, Batty and I took turns eating her out. My Queen would use her paws to spread Maggy's ass, letting her tail rub and stroke her pussy all the while. When I went in, I'd thrust into her mouth, trying to time my hips with my tongue. Maggy LOVED this, moaning into my cock as her paw climbed up my thigh and squeezed my rump. I grabbed her ass back, lifting her higher to suck on her clit. She liked that, shaking at my touch, barely able to hold herself up.

"Xero," Batty panted, leaning against my forelegs, "I think… I think I'm getting close again." Looking up, I saw her continuing to work herself, her tail slick and twitching like a rattlesnake.

"Already?" I teased, licking some juice off my nose, "Maggy, how about you?" Majestic gave a whimpering moan, squeezing my ass as her tongue swirled around my base.

"Well, I'm not there [i]yet[/i]," I replied, thinking it over, "I think I've got a little more in me before I go."

"Aww, but I wanted us to cum together." Fruit Bat moaned in disappointment; Majestic growled with frustration. I thought briefly of letting them finish first, and then either having them both suck me off, or perhaps jacking off on their faces. Singe would sometimes brag about marking his whores like that, as a sign of dominance and ownership.

"Well, don't worry," I assured them, "I'm sure we can-ACK!"

I was cut off by Maggy, as she enacted her secret plan. As her paw trailed up my rump, she reached around and -with the skill of someone who's done it dozens of times- inserted her finger into my tail vent. Electric fire ran up my spine as I was touched in places I'd never been touched before, her claw feeling around sensitive flesh. I started to struggle against it, but Maggy's tail wrapped around my chest, holding me in place. Pulling away from her claw, I thrusted harder into her throat, as she gurgled and slurped against my member.

"M-Maggy-y!" I protested, "What're you, ack, that's, ow, oh, don't, mmph!" My ability to speak intelligently went away as I twitched and jerked on her talon, as she operated me like a puppet. Batty, seeing what was going on, redoubled her efforts on herself and Maggy. Her fingers worked that sensitive clit hard and fast, as her tongue probed her slit nice and deep. Her tail wiggled in her own snatch, thrusting and turning like an angry snake.

My climax came hard and fast, leaving me no room to think, only react. I reached back and grabbed her throat, and started thrusting. By the time I realized I was about to nut, I was already shooting my load down her throat. Thick, potent spunk filled her mouth, and by the third or forth squirt, she started swallowing, as I felt the bulges beneath my talons.

Beneath me, my Rainwings had synced up. With her tongue deep in Maggy, and her tail deep in herself, Batty shuddered and whimpered, her body once again lighting up in a bright tapestry of colors. Our bodyguard followed close behind, moaning into my meat, her legs shaking beneath me, her tail shifting an entire rainbow again and again and again.

This was what a [i]real[/i] threesome was like: three dragons cumming as one.

We stood there for… I dunno, ten second maybe? We rode our combined orgasms, me half-thrusting the last few spurts, Maggy pulling us close, Batty gasping for breath against the larger female's rump. At least, I felt the talon slide out of me, allowing me to pull back, letting my cock slide out of her mouth. As my mind came back, my first words were, "What the fuck was that?"

"What was what, My King?" She asked innocently.

"You shoved your claw up my butt!" I said indignantly. "Why would you do that!? I'm not gay!"

"So what?" Maggy countered, licking her lips, "I've fingered all my boyfriends, and none of them had any problems with it, even the fully straight ones."

"Okay, but-"

"The prostate is an erogenous zone," Batty added, wiping her face with a leaf, "If it wasn't meant to be poked, why else would it feel so good when it is?" Her eyes went to the tip of Maggy's nose, where a little bit of me remained. She leaned in and licked it off, blanching slightly. "Oh. Wasn't expecting that taste."

"Aww," Maggy teased, her frill turning a playful yellow, "Don't tell me my big, strong King got [i]embarrassed[/i] with his first fingering, did he? Does he think that enjoying a little poke in the back door somehow makes him less of a drake? That he'll start liking boys even as he filled my belly with his thick, [i]masculine[/i] spunk? Or that he learned something new about himself today, and doesn't want to admit it because he fears that his mates will think less of him for some silly reason. Because I can assure you, it doesn't, and it won't."

Admittedly, I was definitely thinking about all of those things. It always surprised me how Majestic was able to read me like an open book, read my innermost thoughts, and assure me there was nothing to fear.

Even so, I was loath to admit it actually felt good, so instead I said, "Just give me a warning next time."

"Of course, My King," She snickered, "Next time I have your dick in my mouth and I want to hurry you along, I'll be sure to ask before I poke you. Now come along, we need to clean ourselves up before we head back." She gave me a kiss on the nose, a playful wink, and her tail caressed my cheek as she went back into the pool. I sighed, but smiled, and joined her and Batty as we cleaned ourselves a second time.

We got back to the Village almost an hour later, thoroughly presentable - if a little winded - and ready to get back to business. Flying Fox still had that cocky, knowing grin on his face, but for what I now had, his gloating was a price I was more than willing to pay...

A/N 2: I would like to take a moment to thank all of you, dear readers, for supporting and faving what started out as an idle hobby and personal dare. Because of you, this anthology has passed over 100'000 views. As of the time of this publication, Wings of Desire has double the views of Peace and Isolation (my first and most ambitious fanfic, which I did back in high school) and You're a Long Way From Home (a mostly serious crackfic). I never really thought anyone would think these silly stories of fictional dragons getting it on would be any good, but if all the requests, reviews are anything to go off of, I must be doing something right!

To all those who might be annoyed at the lack of "canon ships" recently, have no fear. The Xero Saga has a bit of a backlog I need to work through, so un the meantime, I'll be turning some of my creative drive to finishing the more highly requested stories. A small hint: Writing sex scenes with more than two characters (hell, more than three) is pretty time consuming.

Until next time, McKnight2012 out.