Page 30 of Meet Me in the Stars

“With an imaginary one?” Fred chuckled.

“Well, sorta of. I mean, it was solid. If I ordered an Asteroid Stud 4.2 and they sent me an imaginary toy, I’d be pissed.”

“Asteroid Stud, huh?” he laughed.

“It comes with a suction attachment and everything,” I rambled on, blushing harder than I ever had before in my life.

“I think I might like to see that.”

“Then you’ll have to admit we’re true-mates.”

“I’m getting there. I just need the proof.”

“Did she have to prove it?”

“I hadn’t found my true-mate before her. The response was all I needed,” Fred said.

“You’re going to feel like the biggest and scaliest ass in all of the known worlds when you accept that I’m not lying,” I smirked.

“Maybe, but it wouldn’t be the first time,” he shrugged. “Do you need me to untie you and take care of things?”

“What things?” I smirked.

“You,” he said. “If it’s your first time, I don’t want you not to enjoy yourself.”

“I am enjoying myself. Have you not glanced down at my thighs, ‘dude’?” I laughed.

“Let’s try it then,” he said as if it were a dare.

“Try what?” I asked.

“You riding my dick,” he said, bucking his hips up.

It was trapped between our bodies and had grown hard from all my wiggling around while we kissed. I swallowed hard. For a second I wondered if it was possible to mess romping up but pushed the thought out of my head.

“You okay?” Fred asked as I pushed myself upright.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “A bit nervous.”

“If you get tired let me know and I’ll break these ropes. If you need more foreplay than sucking my dick, I’ll break them,” he shrugged.

“I’m so slick that it almost hurts,” I whispered, remembering we weren’t alone on the Medwin 2.

“That’s not good. We better take care of that.”

Pushing aside my doubts for my dragon to deal with later, I rose up on my knees and inched backwards until his long, thick cock brushed against my ass cheeks.

“Will they be mad?” I whispered.

“Who? Them? Out there? If they’re listening at the door, they deserve to hear what they hear. It’s technically Castor’s room too, but you told him about our situation, right?” Fred asked.

“I did and the doctor. I bet they told everyone. What is the etiquette for mating on a spacecraft?” I asked, laughter tracing my words. It seemed like a ridiculous thing for me to worry about now. After everything I went through to get Fred Moonscale onto Starscale 1, a little thing like the crew of the spacecraft wasn’t about to stand in my way.

“You’re stalling, huh?” Fred asked. “We can wait. I’m curious, but I’m not DTR if you’re not.”

“DTR?” I blinked.

“Down to romp,” he laughed. “That one may have gone out of the common vocabulary while I was out cold or maybe it was never in the vocabulary here.”

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