His hand felt warm in mine, but not nearly as warm as my cheeks. My confession still echoed in my head as we headed down the winding streets.
“So tell me about your trip,” I broke the silence.

“Oh! Right, so I was sent to retrieve and deliver some tomes that were being kept at this ancient temple, it took some convincing for the clerics to let me have them— They only let me because they couldn’t even read them. That was the first week of my journey, then there was the delivery, your message came through as we were docking. I ended up heading to this university that had been blown up a couple of years ago. They were trying to preserve and distribute what was left of their library. They had an expert on dead languages who spent a couple of days translating these for me and then after a good pay I headed back here with these,” he patted his bulging bag. “Tomorrow I need to deliver the books to my boss. But tonight…”

We had reached his apartment.

“I’m all yours,” he said pulling out his key and unlocking the front door.

“Good,” I smiled.

He gently placed his satchel on the back of his desk chair and turned to look at me before walking to the couch and sitting down. We were eye level with me standing up.

“I really missed you,” he said as I approached him, kicking my shoes off.

“I did to, so much that my friend Finley was giving me an earful of how much I was talking about it.”

“I’ll have to meet them sometime, show them what you were missing,” he chuckled wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer.

“Yes, definitely, but not tonight,” I said as my face inched closer to his, and I could feel his breath on my lips.

“No, not tonight.”

“Drolter, could we, maybe try something?”

“Like what?” He said looking into my eyes.

“I’m not going to lie, I’m horny and I want you,” I said with crimson cheeks.

“Oh…Oh,” his pupils flared, and his cheeks were instantly the color of shamrocks. “Are you sure? Cause I’m a lot larger than you are, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t, I have experience with people larger than me,” I chuckled nervously.

“I don’t have much experience really,” he said sheepishly as he looked to the side away from me. “I’ve had sex once, with one other person, and that was four years ago.”

“I see,” I said placing a hand on his cheek causing him to look back at me. “I can take the lead if you want.”

“Really?” He said with hesitation.

“Really.”

“If you’re sure, then yes I want to,” he said, and I kissed him.

“Okay, let’s take things slowly,” I said. “Why don’t you unbutton your shirt? And I’ll unbutton mine.”

He nodded, and his hands reached for the top button. They fumbled a bit, but he steadily made his way down. I followed suit and buttoned down my blouse. We both shrugged them off and I looked at his chest. The scales formed a wave surrounding his chest and stomach and left them softer and more exposed. They angled themselves downward as they reached the belly. I realized how much I appreciated how warm his apartment is standing in just a bra and skirt.

“You can touch if you want,” I said as I saw his hand reach but pause, looking at me for permission.

I felt the tip of his claw run down from my ribcage to my bellybutton, and I shivered.

I reached back to undo my bra but paused, “why don’t we continue this in the bedroom?”

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.”
I took his hand after he got up from the couch, and led him to the bedroom. After he sat on the edge of the bed I continued to take off my bra, unfastening it I then shrugged it off, I saw his pupils narrow and his blush darken.

“Hm,” he said look at my breasts. “The nipples are a lot lighter than I thought.”

“Really?” I asked glancing down at them.

“Yeah, but I like them a lot more than I was expecting,” he smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Well, that’s certainly good,” I said taking a step closer to him. “Same rule applies, you can touch if you want to.”

“Okay,” he said a little breathlessly, and reached out a hand to cup one of them. His hands were warm, and his palms soft.

“Can I take off your pants?”

“Sure!” He said quickly then looked embarrassed, he took his hand off my breast to give me some room.  

I took a glance down and saw that he had a bulge in his pants. I reached and undid the top button before gently unzipping him, he sighed with relief as his underwear was exposed and his erection could expand a bit. He reached down and slid them off. He sat in just his underwear, so I unfastened my skirt and slid it off, and we were equally undressed.

“You’re so small,” he said looking at me. “And you’re really soft.”

“Thank you.”

“Not in a weird way of course.”

“Of course.”

He looked embarrassed. I gently hooked a finger under the band of his underwear, and he obliged sliding them off. Finally, his erection was free.

Why are the shy ones always packing?!

He was at least eight inches, and the color shifted from his normal black to green at the end, and it all came exposed from a sheath that sat at the base. The tip itself was slightly more angled than what I’d seen, except on the last dragonborn I’d slept with.

“Are you still sure?” He asked concerned seeing my wide eyes.

“Yes,” I said, and I slid off my own underwear.

I stood naked in front of him, my bush was free to the air, and he was admiring me.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked with a softness to his voice.

“Absolutely,” I said, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in.

His erection was between us, and I felt it throb against my stomach. I moaned a little bit, and I felt his lip’s part, his tongue slipped in my mouth and gods was it long.

I trailed my hand down his chest, to his stomach before touching the head of his penis. I felt him gasp into our kiss.

“Fuck, Ephie—”
“Can I stroke you?”

“Please,” he whispered.

I pulled off of him, and gently pushed him back and he scooched back further onto the bed. I climbed on and got on my knees in front of him. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his dick, and felt how warm it was.

“Can you pass me that bottle of lotion?” I said pointing to the bottle on his bedside table. He nodded before reaching for it and handing it over. I screwed off the top before holding it over his cock and poured some onto the head. He hissed slightly at the cold.

“Sorry, let me warm it up for you,” I said and rubbed a bit on my hands, before running my hands from the head to the base. He groaned as I coated his penis. I stroked a couple more times before seeing a bead of green precum leak from the tip. I licked it off and he shivered.

“Are you ready?”

He nodded, so I climbed up and raised myself up, so his tip sat just below the entrance to my vagina. I reached down to hold it steady and lined it up. I looked him in the eye as I lowered myself on to the head. He was shaking slightly as I lowered myself down further, and further and further—

I slipped, and accidentally slammed down all the way. I gasped looking at the ceiling and felt a stream of saliva run down my cheek. I was so full, gods was I full.

“Ephie! Are you okay?” Drolter snapped me back and I felt his hand touch my arm, he was on his elbow, and he looked concerned.

 “F-fine,” I said breathlessly. “I slipped.”

“Are you hurt?”
“No, I’m okay I promise,” I groaned. “Just adjusting.”

I pulled myself up a bit, and I saw his head fallback.

“You feel incredible Ephie,” he moaned as I pulled up further.
“I’m glad, now let’s have fun,” I said as I pulled up almost to the top before sliding back down again. “Could you hold my hips and help me a bit?”

“Of course,” his hands gripped my hips and helped lift me once more.

Fuck, this was amazing, the angled end hit me in just the right spot and the stretch was incredible. Especially now with his hands helping guide me I could pull myself into hitting everything just right. Going up and down, stretching and filling, moaning, and groaning as we experienced each other for the first time.

I reached down and touched myself, and he looked at my hand.

“Just need a little more stimulation,” I gasped.

“Right, yeah I understand,” I felt his hands tighten on my hips. He paused for a second before helping to move me in tandem with my hand playing with my clit.

FUCK!

“Drolter,” I sighed as I lost myself in the pleasure. “Drolter I’m going to—”

“Me too,” he groaned, and I felt him swell in me.

I sped up and murmured his name over and over. I felt the pressure build before a dam felt like it was released. I felt my voice yell out his name, but I couldn’t hear it as the wave of pleasure washed over me. I saw his lip’s part, likely my name tumbling off them as I felt myself suddenly filled further. I felt my breath come back to me as I sat on his cock, fluid leaking out a bit. I gently pulled myself off and saw a stream of faintly green cum pour out of me.

“Ephie, thank you,” he gasped still catching his breath. I crawled up and kissed him, before hoping off the bed.

“You’re welcome, now I’ll back in a minute to cuddle but I need to pee first.”
He nodded, and his head tipped back. I quickly went to the bathroom and did my business, before wetting a washcloth with warm water. I came back with it and gently wiped off the remains of the lotion, my juices, and his cum off his dick. After giving myself a quick wipe, I tossed the cloth into the hamper before climbing into bed with him. He immediately pulled me close and wrapped himself around me.

“You smell like me,” he purred as he pulled a blanket over us.

“Good, I want to.”

“Yeah, also just know that I may be extra clingy for a while. Dragonborn hormones can get funky with their mates.”
“I’m your ‘mate’ now?” I said looking up at him.

“You already were,” he blushed. “But now my body hormones know that.”

“I see,” I said nuzzling him.

“I love you Ephie,” he whispered.

“I-I love you too Drolter,” I said looking back up at him.

He smiled before kissing me, and I felt butterflies in my stomach. His arms pulled me even closer, and I felt the safest I had ever been.