(The following takes place between the End of Part 2 and Start of Part 3 of Xerophilous Saga)

Fruit Bat

Truth be told, out of all of Xero's partners, I think I'm the most… monogamous? Straight? I dunno, compared to Maggy and Nessy, I'm not as enthusiastic about laying with females as they are. That's not to say I don't like having fun with them at all, of course. I mean, I lost my virginity to Maggy before Xero even. But I think it was because Xero was there watching the whole thing. We were putting on a show for him, as Maggy showed him how to please a dragoness.

I respond best when a male (namely Xero) is part of the action in some way. If my boyfriend-turned-husband was showing interest, it wouldn't take much to have me raising my tail and be ready for a good rutting. Females had to put in a little work to get me going, but that's not always a bad thing. Maggy was very good at foreplay, and she didn't mind taking her time pleasing her Queen, getting me ready for a little feminine fun.

I remember one night in early May, a week or two after Nessy laid her egg. It was her turn with Xero, and while they were having an enjoyable night together, I was in my room, finishing up the last few reports of the day, about to head off to bed. It was dull, boring work, but it was helping me get sleepy. I felt my eyes grow heavy, and I was about to roll up my scroll when I felt someone move behind me. An invisible tail brushed against mine, and I smiled. "You're not going to watch the show?" I asked.

"I don't need to watch," Majestic replied, manifesting with a playful smile, "I can hear them just fine."

I raised my ears and listened. In the distance, I could hear a rhythmic thumping sound, and the telltale cries of a Nightwing Princess being reamed. If I listened closely, I could hear Nessy as she cried, "Ah! Ah! Ah!" and the animalistic grunting of my mate.

"Sounds like she's getting it good tonight," I chuckled, cleaning my paws of ink, "It's a good thing we've got our moon tea now. We'd all be gravid again, the way we've been going at it."

"I haven't seen him this happy since before the invasion," Maggy agreed, flashing yellow and pink, "He really does have everything a drake could want." She turned back to me, smiling mischievously, "As do I." She placed a wing over my back, her side rubbing up against me.

"Don't tell me you're getting in the mood, too?" I giggled, playfully bumping her cheek with my nose.

"Of course I am," She replied, nuzzling my frill, sending delightful splashes of delightful magenta across my neck, "But I take it you need a little bit of a warmup first?"

"I think a nice back and wing massage would do wonders for my libido," I answered playfully, hopping off the desk and onto my bed, "I hope my guard is capable enough to satisfy her Queen's needs."

"Then you're in luck," She chuckled, looming above me as I stretched out along my stomach, "I enjoy myself a little bit of foreplay before I dominate my ladies."

We'll see about that, I thought, as I stretched my wings out on either side of the bed. I felt her climb around, straddling my tail. Strong, rough paws touched my neck, rubbing me with expert gentleness and skill. She rubbed and squeezed sore muscles along my neck and my shoulders, the day's stress slowly and wonderfully bleeding out of my body. I hummed my approval, my tail twitching with each touch and caress. Her tail wrapped around mine, holding me steady, squeezing and massaging it, somehow putting pressure on all my most sensitive spots. I bit my lip, my claws digging into the bed as I tried not to moan.

"Does my Queen approve?" Maggy purred, her breath tickling my ear, as she licked my frill flirtatiously.

"Mmhm, very," I said, my voice catching in a gasp, "How did you get so good at this?"

"A lot of practice," She replied, her paws moving to the base of my wings, my nerves practically singing at her touch, "You'd be surprised how far a 'straight' dragoness will let you go with a little alcohol, oil and some honeyed words."

I didn't respond, enamored by the feeling of claws on wings. Down the hall, Nessy and Xero roared together, announcing their climaxes to the whole kingdom. My loins started to moisten and warm at the sound, remembering all the times I got him to roar like that (or when he got me to roar like her). Above me, Maggy chuckled, her fingers delicately massaging the wingbones.

"You should hear the sounds she makes when she's with me," She teased.

"Mhmm, I bet you've shown her all kinds of tricks," I replied dreamily.

"We're getting there, but that's not what I meant. I think she's really into females."

"So? Aren't you into girls, too?"

"It's different. As soon as I hit puberty, I knew I liked drakes and dragonesses. It just came instinctively to me. With Nessy, it didn't take long for me to see she was attracted to me, even if she didn't know it herself. With Xero, it took several weeks of bonding and flirting to get to that point. She wanted me before she loved Xero."

"Wasn't she just more comfortable around you?" I asked, "You were a friendly face in a land of strangers. She opened up to you, and you showed her a side of love she'd never experienced before."

"I suppose." Her paws moved south, caressing my sides like delightful feathers.

"Mmph, what about me?" I asked, trying not to wiggle too much under her, "Got any, hah, special insights on Your Queen?"

Maggy paused, thinking, before she continued and said, "You're an interesting case for a Rainwing. Grandeur once called you a 'Demisexual', as you're only attracted to Xero and myself. Personally, I just think you're young and new to love, and you don't throw yourself casually into relationships. You weren't as sexual as other dragons, but now that you've had a taste, I think you'll be just as horny as I am."

I still think about her words, years and years later. I feel now that while "Demisexual" might be technically accurate, that's more of a pigeon-hole or niche label. I think that most dragons ('Nesses especially, but drakes too) usually have sex only with partners they feel a strong connection with. We Rainwings sometimes forget this, being as open and casual as we are. In the years and years since that triumphant night, I'd been with other drakes and dragonesses, and I enjoyed many of them. But the crucial thing was that they weren't frivolous flings. They were trusted and vetted, dragons I saw as friends and more. More importantly, Xero was either part of the action, or I knew I had his approval.

I don't really do casual sex.

That being said, as I felt her tail put pressure on my tail-spot, delightful thrills ran through my body, and the fire in my loins became a roaring inferno. I cooed, my hips rising up against her crotch. The ridges of my back pressed her slit, and the bodyguard gasped in surprise and delight.

"My my, Queen Fruit Bat," Maggy purred, leaning down against me, "Someone's been learning."

"Indeed I have," I chuckled, rubbing against her harder, "My teacher is the best in the jungle." Above me, the Rainwing hummed delightfully, as I felt a warm wetness leak upon my rear.

"I think you're ready for more advanced lessons, my dear." She slid back, and with one motion I was on my side, my leg up in the air as her paws caressed my inner thighs. Purple claws met my intimacy, gently rubbing my puffy slit. The claws came up shining with my arousal, and Maggy grinned.

"What're you gonna do?" I asked, my heart aflutter with excitement.

"Do you know what 'scissoring' is, My Queen?" She purred, licking her claws seductively. My scales turned completely magenta, and I nodded.

"Good," Maggy crooned, climbing up onto the bed. As I felt her moist 'Nesshood slide up my leg, she continued, "'Nesses don't always have to use tongue and talon tail to satisfy each other. I'm going to show you how to pin a girl to her bed, and rub your pussy against theirs until we're both soaked and exhausted. And hopefully, one day, I'll get to see you pull that move on me - or better yet, on Nessy - and leave us as much of a screaming mess as I'm about to make you now."

Her slit slid up against mine, and it took everything I had not to let my eyes roll back into my head. I moaned my approval, going up an octave when I felt our clits bump each other. With practiced grace, she hefted my leg up and over her thigh, and I wrapped it around her waist. She loomed over me, grinning lustfully as she rolled her hips, our lips practically making out. Wet schlicking sounds filled the room, punctuated by our gasps and whines.

"Oh my," I gasped, my claws digging into the sheets, "Maggy I, I, this is… oh, fuck me!"

"That's what I'm doing, love," She grunted, grinding her pelvis against mine like any male. She held onto my waist firmly but gently, ripples of pleasure dancing across both of our bellies. "Been a long time since I got to use this move. Hah, love dominating girls like this! That look, that feeling of another 'ness plowing them like a drake. Better than most drakes. Just as good as getting dommed by Xero!"

It was getting hard to follow what she was saying, as I became enveloped in pleasure. I imagine most drakes wouldn't think a 'Ness could get a lot just from rubbing pussies together, but the feeling I was getting was downright heavenly. Not quite as good as penetration or oral, but still better than just rubbing myself. I could feel Maggy's own heat and wetness against mine, and it just amplified my own pleasure and arousal to new heights. We moaned and whined so loudly, I'm sure our mates could hear us just as we heard them.

As we went on, I felt myself getting closer and closer to my climax, even as Maggy showed little sign of losing herself. I couldn't let her have all the fun and just dominate me like this, and what little bit of my brain not consumed in lust came up with a plan. Holding her gaze, my tail crept up her leg, caressing her thigh and rump as my tip reached the base of her tail. I found her vent, tight and resisting my touch. She raised her eyebrows, spots of yellow decorating her hide.

"You wanna step up to anal, huh?" Maggy giggled, her own tail raising to my face, "Alright then. It's about time to show My Queen the pleasures of the back door. But first, suck my tail."

The last words came out like a command, though it was entirely unneeded. Her tip pressed against my lips, and I opened my mouth. I closed my eyes, imagining it was Xero's cock as my tongue wrapped around the muscled appendage. I didn't know tail sucking was a thing, but something about it seemed incredibly kinky and hot (something to try with my husband next time). She grabbed my tail as I did, pulling back just enough to slide it between us, getting it covered in our combined juices. When she pulled her tail back, it was slick and shiny in the moonlight, a thin trail of saliva connecting us.

"Very good," Maggy purred, her tail hovering above my scales as it moved south, "It's important to have a lube on-paw when trying anal. I've only known a few sluts and fuckboys who can handle going in dry, and you're not ready for that yet."

I was about to ask about that time she poked Xero's vent, when I felt something warm and slimy graze my vagina. I shivered, enjoying the gentle caress of her tip against my clit, trailing my puffy lips, sliding down to my untouched vent. Maggy pressed her cunt down on me again, rubbing our bits while her tail circled around my rear entrance. I bit my lip, fighting back a slutty moan, trying to focus and mimic her motions with my tail. My bodyguard gave a hungry grin, her frill alternating between magenta and yellow.

"Now thrust." The dominating Rainwing slid her tail up my rear. I yelped in surprise, my scales becoming waves of magenta and white. There was pain, yes, but… it felt good, too, in a strange way. Not something I'd do everyday, but not bad enough to make her stop. I copied Maggy, my tail sliding into her with little trouble. She moaned lustfully, rubbing me harder and faster.

"Ffffuck I love that," She whispered, then to me, she said, "Now, here's a little tip you can use on Xero, if you get the chance. You feel that spot my tail's touching?" I nodded, feeling the tip poke a spot inside me that felt pretty average.

"That's where a drake's prostate would be," She explained, pressing and twirling the tip around, "Much like your G-Spot. Not every male reacts the same or as strongly to this kind of teasing, but I think Xero does. Especially if you're taking care of his cock at the same time. Now, copy my movements."

Her tail wiggled and moved, rubbing and pressing that spot in time with her gyrations. I mimicked her as best I could, even as I felt the building tension of an approaching orgasm. I held on as long as I could, and then gave myself over to the pleasure.

I rolled my head back, announcing my orgasm to the world with a pleasured wail. The rainbow of colors danced across my scales, a mirror to the waves of pleasure rolling through my body. My whole body shook, my loins completely and utterly soaked. Even without the delightful warmth of my husband filling my womb, I felt lightheaded and drunk as nirvana enveloped me in its embrace.

"Oh yeah," Maggy growled, admiring her handiwork as she started going faster, "Scream for me, slut. Tell the world who owns you. You might be Queen out there, but in here you're MY bitch!"

She kept grinding against me, harder and faster, losing herself just as I had. Her breath grew harsh and quick, in time with the schlicking sounds of our pussies grinding together. Even as my first orgasm was winding down, I could feel another one coming to replace it. Maggy's scales were starting to turn brighter, and I knew she was getting close, too. On impulse, I reached up with both paws, taking my claws and rubbing them across her frill. Her eyes widened, ripples of magenta and green ran down her neck and throat.

I looked deep into those eyes, those eyes I'd come to love just as much as My King, and I whispered, "I challenge you."

Before she could figure out what I meant, I rolled us over. We fell off the bed, and we landed on the ground, impacting bamboo under a soft carpet. I ground my slit against hers as hard and fast as I could, filling the room with wet SMACKs as I took charge. My paws held her in place by her frill, rubbing and tugging as hard as I'd been shown she could take. And in a final move of dominance and desire, l licked her throat, all the way up until I flicked her chin.

I felt her orgasm beneath me just as much as I saw it. She shuddered and howled, her scales shifting through a dozen colors. She squirted against me, hot Rainwing juice sliding up our bellies, down our thighs and tails, a puddle forming beneath us. Her tail pressed harder inside me, and I felt her tail press into my g-spot from behind.

I screamed, holding onto her as my body was wracked with bliss. Few females could get me to cum as hard as Maggy, who could make my toes curl and my scales flash and my body shake. We held each other tightly, rolling and riding with the waves of pleasure, blocking out everything but each other. After a few moments, my legs gave out, and I collapsed onto her, nose-to-nose and staring into each other's eyes.

"Looks like I win," I panted, smiling weakly.

"Ha, yeah," Maggy giggled, wrapping her arms around me, "I guess you did. You're the Queen of the Bedroom now, aren't you?" Her tail slipped out of my ass, and I moaned at the sudden emptiness and relief. I did the same with her, only earning a happy grunt.

"It looks like I've taught you well," She purred, lightly stroking my neck, "Xero will be pleased. A Queen that can satisfy her King and their concubines is a great one, indeed."

We kissed one more time, and I rested my head against her neck. She stroked my back a little longer, humming a little tune, and soon we both fell into a soothing, restful slumber…