EXPLICIT - In-Transit

	Ah, the forest - some would say that it’s the origin of civilization. Others would argue that it’s nothing but a natural labyrinth full of everything that the world decided to spend its creativity populating. That being said, though, for a pair of travellers making their way through the lush greenery, the only way they see the forest is as a path. Even now, the two of them - a felkin and a dragon bounding down on all-fours - dash across the dirt-and-moss covered paths through the dense foliage, a small box tucked into a side bag. After a moment or two of running and ducking past branch after low branch, the two of them quietly skid to a stop in a particularly glinting ray of late-day sunshine.
	“Phew… Yeah, I think this could be a good place to set up camp for the night. You fine with this, Xeno?” With that, the felkin slips his way down from his spot atop the dragon, weariness starting to press itself onto his red features. As soon as he speaks, though, the dragon he was riding starts to take a look around the clearing that the two of them had made their way into. After a moment or two of silence, the dragon turns back towards the felkin with a smirk.
	“Well, if nothing else, I think that this could work for now. You think there’s a stream nearby, or do you wanna keep going for now?” At that, though, the felkin quietly closes the distance between the two of them, and starts to unbuckle the rather worn-looking saddle that was perched on the dragon’s back. Once the straps and binding are loosened, he quickly pulls off that bunch of leather before setting it down to the dragon’s side.
	“Nah, it’s already getting late and we need to figure out what to eat - that, and we need to let you rest after everything today. You don’t wanna end up with another scale rash from the saddle, do you?” At the sound of that, the dragon rolls his eyes for a moment or two before simply plopping himself down onto the ground beneath him. “Hehe, didn’t think so. You rest up for now, I’m gonna try and find something to eat and get a fire goin’, yeah?”
	“Yes, yes, you do that, Xavier. I’ll stay here with the goods, then.” And with that, the dragon smirks before curling himself around that leather saddle, the mass of leather and buckles quickly disappearing behind the dragon’s form. “As usual.” At the sound of that, the felkin simply plants a smile onto his face, rolls his eyes, and starts to make his way out towards the underbrush. Along the way, he quickly reaches into his side pocket, pulls out a mass of wire and string, and starts to strut his way into the treeline.
	“I’ll be back soon! Try not to die, make sure the place has a good welcome mat set up for us!”
	“Will do, will do. I’ll make sure that everything’s in order by the time you get everything set up.” And with that, the dragon starts to stick his snout into the side bag of the saddle by his side - a moment later, he pulls out a mass of cloth before placing it down onto the ground. Once it’s there, though, he quickly swings the tip of his tail around before slipping the very end of it under a small bit of that dark blue cloth. Time to get started on making the tent for the evening…

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	It had been an hour or so since the felkin had made his way into the underbrush - everything had been set up (albeit with a bit of difficulty on the dragon’s part - when you don’t have opposable thumbs, things tend to get marginally harder) and everything was ready for a nice night in the woods.
	“Alright… everything’s set up… Now where’d I leave that jerky…?” And with that, the dragon starts to look around the place for the time being - he couldn’t have left their supplies out in the oppen, could he? Just as he’s about to start rummaging through his tent, the sound of something rustling through the underbrush meets his ears - immediately, he sticks his head out from the tent and glances around the place. Whatever it was that made that noise, it couldn’t have been good, could it…?
	“Yoooo, Xenooooooo!” At the sound of that, the dragon’s eyes widen as the felkin trudges his way through the underbrush once again with a large spool of wire in one hand and some sort of avian in the other - at the sight of that bird in the felkin’s grip, the dragon quickly licks his lips. Looks like the two of them were going to eat well tonight!
	“Yooooo, welcome back! Didn’t take you long to catch something, it looks like. Let me guess, two or three snares?”
	“Four, actually. Damn thing was persistent.” The felkin quickly closes the distance between them before plopping his rump into the dirt with his gear in hand. “So, everything good on your end? Looks like you actually got things together in time for once.” The felkin quietly leans to one side to look around the dragon, a smirk quickly plastering its way onto his cheeks at the sight of the now-set up tent. The dragon, on the other hand, simply lets out a small snort before sitting back onto his haunches for the time being.
	“No thanks to you, of course, but yeah, everything’s alright, I think.” He looks back to that massive bundle of cloth. “Thankfully, no rips or tears or anything - that reminds me, too, uh… Don’t let me forget to remind you when we get to town. We need to get another blanket or something, because the one we’ve got is a little… uh…”
	“Tattered?”
	“Ruined, actually.” At that, the felkin rolls his eyes and starts to stand up from his spot on the ground. At the very least, he could huddle up to the dragon for a bit more warmth tonight.
	“Did you at least put the cloth to good use?”
	“Pfft, you think I didn’t? It’s padding for the goods and everything.” At the sound of that, the felkin glaces back towards the dragon, one of his brows lilted upward.
	“...Uh-huh. We’ll see about getting a new blanket, sure. For now, though, we need to worry about dinner.” And with that, the felkin hefts the bird in his grasp up a bit, the beast hanging limply in his grip. At the sight of that bird, though, the dragon’s eyes widen.
	“Well, well… you think that’s going to work for both of us?”
	“Mmm… nah, I could probably work with a ration or two, so if you want me to make this up, you tell me how you want it-”
	“Don’t you dare burn that thing - I want something good to eat, not a lump of charcoal, you know?” At the sound of the dragon’s voice, the felkin simply holds up his hands in a sort of mock-defensive posture.
	“Hey now you overgrown gecko, I’m not that bad of a cook, you know!”
	“Uh-huh, just like how I can sew like a master.” At that point, the dragon simply plants a bit of an unimpressed look onto his face, one of his claws coming up to scratch the side of his face for the time being.
	“Oh, you shut your mouth for once, would you? Do you want something to eat or not?” And with that, the felkin starts to make his way towards the center of that small clearing, where a campfire was burning a hole in the dirt. The felkin simply makes his way over, takes a seat, and starts to pluck the various bits of plumage from the bird’s body. The dragon simply lets out a snort before making his way over to the felkin’s side.
	“Fuck it, I’m hungry. Hurry up and start cooking already, would you?” At the sound of that, the felkin simply shoots the dragon a bit of a smirk before getting back to his game-cleaning once again.
	“Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on for once, you dingus.”

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	The felkin quietly sits back in his seat, the fire in front of him quietly dying down to nothing more than embers at the moment. He places one of his palms onto his gut and starts to give himself an idle rub. The dragon, sits back onto his haunches for the time being, one of his wings quietly folding over before pressing against the side of his mouth.
	“Now that was good, holy shit.” The felkin simply smirks at the sound of that.
	“Told you, you overgrown gecko.”
	“Fuck off, Xavier.” At that point, the dragon stands up from his spot on the ground and starts to turn towards the tent. “You ready to head to bed?”
	“Give me a bit, I need to make sure that the fire’s out before shit happens.”
	“Yeah, yeah, meet you in the tent.” And with that, the dragon starts to make his way towards his bed for the evening. The felkin simply smirks for a moment or two before he reaches towards the ground, scoops up a handful of dirt, and tosses it onto the embers. After another handful or two, though, he lets out a small sigh and starts to make his way back towards the tent, himself. Once he gets there, he poems his head in between the two blue folds of cloth at the entrance. “Fire’s out.”
	“Good. Get your ass in here so that you can close things up for the night.” The felkin simply rolls his eyes, slinks his way into the tent, and drops to his rump before turning himself around just enough to pinch the sides of the tents entrance together. A moment later, he slips a pair of buttons through a matching pair of holes in the fabric in front of him before leaning back against the ground behind him.
	“There, happy?” He looks to the dragon at that point, a smirk pressed onto his cheeks. The dragon simply lays down onto his stomach for the time being, and lets out a content sigh…
	“As a clam, yes.”
	“Good, now watch out, I need to get out of these clothes.”
	“Mm-hm.” At the sound of that, the felkin simply lets out a sigh before grabbing the hem of his shirt. He pulls it over his head before pulling his snout free from its cloth-covered prison and tossing his shirt in front of him. Once he’s done with that, he leans back and presses his body against the ground before pushing his hips into the air. A second later, he hooks his thumbs around his waistband before pushing the fabric down towards his ankles - they meet the same fate as is shirt, in a pile at his feet. By the end of his disrobing, every single bit of his flesh meets the open air, with the dragon simply letting out a snort - he’d seen his friend do this more times than he could remember.
	“C’mon, I wanna sleep sometime within the next hour, you know?” And with that, the felkin simply lets out a small sigh before crawling his way towards the dragon’s side. Once he’s there, he presses himself against his friend’s scaled skin before the dragon wraps one of his wings around the felkin’s form like some sort of impromptu blanket.
	“Yeah, yeah. Sleep well, wake me up if there’s anything that happens, ‘kay, Xeno?”
	“Gotcha gotcha.” And with that, the two of them quietly lay down for the time being, sleep starting to take them both but moments later. With barely another word, the sounds of nature start to fill the air around them, various bits of night life quietly hooting, crawling, and otherwise finding its start for the time being. Though, soon enough, the dragon squirms a bit in his sleep, a soft groan escaping his throat before one of his eyes flutters its way open once again.
	“Mnnh…” For a moment or two, the dragon simply lays there against the ground with his friend laying against him… At the very least, the two of them were warm, but something felt… off to him. With a bit of weariness worming its way into his head, he raises his head up for a moment or two before glancing around the tent… Everything seemed alright, sure, but he felt… off. Barely a sound escapes his throat at that point before he lets out a sigh and looks towards his legs - as soon as he does, the sight of his friend’s elbow pressing itself against his crotch causes him to shiver… That would certainly do it, if nothing else.
	For a moment or two, the dragon simply lets out a sigh before looking down towards the felkin - he lifts his wing a bit, just to see if everything was in order… Almost immediately, the sight of the felkin’s knotted length fills his vision, causing a blush to burn itself onto his cheeks for a moment or two - he wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight, was he? He shakes his head for a moment or two before covering the felkin up with his wing once more and laying his head down once again.
	Once he closes his eyes, though, the dragon lets out a small snort before all sorts of raunchy thoughts start to worm their way into his head - what would he look like while he was hard? He knew that felkin had practically everything under the sun in terms of bits and bobs, but to actually feel it… Almost immediately, he raises his head once again, the blush on his face just as bright, if not brighter than before.
	“Mnnh… just… a lick wouldn’t hurt…” He mumbles for a moment or two before raising his wing just a bit - he ducks his head under that scaly covering a second later before quietly slipping his tongue against the felkin’s length… Almost immediately, it starts to twitch and pulse before rising up from its spot against the felkin’s taut orbs.
	“Mmmnh… no more pie, dad… too full…” Almost immediately, the dragon’s eyes dart towards the felkin’s face - good, still asleep… Now, if he could indulge himself a little bit more, then he could get back to sleep… With that, he quietly slurps his tongue around the felkin’s now-rigid shaft before slipping the tip into his maw. “Hnngh… hah… hah… huh…?” At the sound of that, the dragon’s eyes dart back towards the felkin’s face - did he…? Almost immediately, he pulls himself away as quietly as he could manage before the felkin could notice…
	“Nnngh… Xeno…? What’re you…?”
	“U-Uh, nothing! Nothing, nothing, uh… Thought I heard something is all.” At that point, the dragon quietly slips his head out from under his wing before making its way back to the spot prior to his “indulgence”. The felkin mumbles something incoherent for a moment or two before pressing one of his palms to his face. “Guh… what time is it, even…?”
	“Uh… time for bed, Xavier.” As soon as those words leave the dragon’s mouth, though, the felkin raises the dragon’s wing up with one of his hands, his eyes quickly widening a moment later.
	“Uh… Hey, Xeno?”
	“Y-Yeah?”
	“Why’s my cock covered in spit?”
	“You’re, uh… hallucinating…?” At that point, the felkin’s brows furrow before he turns his gaze to the dragon - he doesn’t say a word, though, and simply glares into the dragon’s eyes for the time being. “U-Uh… this is a dream…?” At that point, the felkin simply raises a brow, the look on his face practically saying “tell me”.
	“Xeno.” A moment or two pass before the dragon lets out a small sigh.
	“Alright, alright, fine, fine. I, uh… got a little bit worked up and all from how you were sleeping and stuff, and uh… well… I got a little… worked up and stuff, you know?” At the sound of that, the felkin lets out a small huff - not something unheard of, sure, especially in close quarters.
	“I mean… uh… you could’ve asked, you know?”
	“I know, I know, but… you were sleeping and, knowing you, there’d be hell to pay and stuff, you know?” At that point, the felkin presses one of his palms to his face again before sitting up from his spot against the dragon.
	“Ugh… y’know what? Fuck it, I’m already awake and this thing isn’t gonna take care of itself.” With that, the felkin gestures down towards his turgid length sprouting its way out from his crotch. “You wanna… keep going, or…?”
	“I mean… only if you’re fine with it and everything. Besides, uh… I can’t, uh… I can’t exactly reach myself, and, uh…” At the sound of that, the felkin simply lets out a chuckle before turning towards the dragon’s other end - almost immediately, the sight of a rather swollen length pokes its way out from the dragon’s crotch, the various plates and scales quietly parting a way for that turgid member.
	“Yeah, yeah, gimme a second so I can get situated and everything.” And with that, the felkin starts to prop himself up onto his knees. “You mind turning over a little? We only got a little bit of room in here, you know.”
	“Oh, uh… yeah, yeah, hang on.” And with that, the dragon quietly starts to turn his way onto his back, his massive wings folding in on themselves before half-way splaying out against the ground. “Here, climb on.” And with a bit of a nod, the felkin climbs onto the dragon’s stomach with barely another word, his rump (as well as his member) quietly pointing towards the dragon’s face.
	“There, comfy?”
	“Y...Yeah, uh… yeah.”
	“Good, now have some fun, will ya’?” And with that, the felkin quietly turns back towards the dragon’s length before bringing that tapered tip to his lips - a split second later, he plants kiss after kiss against the side of the dragon’s length.
	“Gh… y-y-you don’t waste time, do you?” And with that, the dragon quickly slips that knotted length into his maw once again, his tongue coiling its way around the pulsing knot at the very base of the felkin’s length. For a moment or two, a moan escapes its way from the dragon’s throat before vibrating against the felkin’s member - a split second later, a moan of his own rolls its way through to the dragon’s length before the felkin quietly dips his head down towards the base of that tapered length.
	Up and down, up and down, both sides quietly start to slurp their way into a rhythm - everything starts out slow, of course, with each side quietly shivering and shaking at each other’s ministrations.
	“Mmmph… didn’t think you were this big, Xeno…” The felkin pulls himself off of the dragon’s length for a moment before letting out a small sigh. “Y’know, we could make this a regular thing if you wanna.” And with that, the felkin quietly turns his gaze towards the dragon’s own, his knotted length practically buried in his friend’s mouth. The dragon, in the meantime, simply grins around that intruding length, a bright red blush burning on his face.
	“Mmph… Nnngh…” The felkin shivers for a moment or two at the dragon’s sudden moaning before quietly lifting his hips away from that slobbering maw. The dragon lets out a bit of a moan at that point, the blush on his face practically putting a tomato to shame in terms of color. “Mnngh… w-why’d you stop?”
	“Well, don’t get me wrong, now, Xeno, but, uh… this isn’t really cutting it for me at the moment, you know? Sure, it’s enough to help, but I’m… kinda greedy, you know?” And with that, the felkin swings his leg around the dragon’s form before dropping to his knees once again, his length dripping with spittle and twitching with need. “Besides, I need to find a place to stick this thing. You wanna help me out?” He raises a brow at the sound of his own words.
	“Uh… I-I… yeah, uh… gi-gimme a second.” The dragon blinks for a moment before rolling back onto his feet for the time being, his length dripping with glob after glob of clear pre-cum. After a moment or two of trying to situate himself, the dragon quietly drops his front legs down to the ground before turning his head back towards the felkin. “Go, uh… go ahead, I guess?”
	“Only if you wanna, bud.” The felkin smiles at the sound of that, and quietly starts to slink himself against the dragon’s rump. Almost immediately, the felkin reaches up with one hand, wraps himself around the dragon’s tail as best as he could manage, and slinks his other hand down towards his length - good, practically the perfect height for right now. With barely another word, he grabs his length, looks down towards the dragon’s hole, and presses his tip right against that tight ring.
	“Nngh… P...Please be careful, okay?” The dragon looks back for a moment or two at that point, his breathing heavy like he had just ran a race but moments prior. At his words, though, the felkin simply smiles for a moment or two before leaning over against the dragon’s back.
	“You know me, Xeno, when’ve I ever not done something carefully?” And with that, the felkin quietly slips his way into the dragon’s rear end - almost immediately, the dragon closes one eye and lets out a sharp hiss. Certainly not “hard”, sure, but there was simply a lot for him to handle right now!
	“Nngh… hey, c-careful, yeah?”
	“Sorry, sorry, give it a second to get used to it, alright…?” The felkin’s voice groans its way into the dragon’s ears, a shiver quickly running up his spine.
	“Nngh… yeah… bigger than… I thought, you know?”
	“Well, now, I think I’ll have ta’ be a little bit more careful, then. Let’s see what we’ve got hiding under here, though.” And with that, the felkin quietly takes his free hand and slinks it near the dragon’s leg before his palm wraps itself around that tapered length once again. Almost immediately, the dragon shiver and lets out a dull moan before burying his face into the nearby bag.
	“Gh… f...fuh… fuck me… please…” At the sound of that, the felkin’s brow lilts its way upward.
	“What was that, Xeno? You’re gonna have to be a bit clearer than that, you know.” Almost immediately, the dragon pulls his head out from inside that bag, and turns it towards the felkin.
	“Xavier, if you don’t fuck me right now, I’m gonna tear your cock off!” And with that, the felkin’s eyes widen for a moment or two at the sound of the dragon’s words.
	“Fuck, man, fine, fine, just ease off a little, would ya’?” The dragon lets out a bit of a huff before turning his head back to where it was previously. Once he’s there, the felkin starts to thrust his hips into the dragon’s hole, each pump of his length causing his knot to bump against the dragon’s rump.
	“Nnh… hah… hah… hah… hah… there we go…” The dragon ends up closing one of his eyes at that point, the pleasure he was feeling starting to jolt its way up his spine in waves… The felkin, too, was having as much fun as his friend - each time he thrusts his way in, the sound of flesh smacking against flesh fills the air.

	Pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap pap…

	“Nnf… There’s a good boy… how’s it feelin’, Xeno?”
	“Nnngh… b-b-big…”
	“Isn’t it? You’re no slouch when it comes to tightness, you know…” With that, the felkin quietly lets out a sigh before pumping his hand around the dragon’s length in time with his thrusting. The dragon shivers for a moment or two at that point, each rhythmic pump of his length causing him to loll his tong out from his maw.
	“Hah… hah… hah… g-gonna… cum… Xavier…”
	“Ngh… I’m getting close, too, Xeno… hehe… wanna try and shoot at the same time?” At the felkin’s words, the dragon quickly wraps his tail around the felkin’s midsection before pulling him closer to his rear - a moment later, the dragon lets out a shivering moan before he clamps down around the felkin’s length. The felkin’s eyes go wide before his knot slips its way around the dragon’s tight ring.
	“F-F-Fuh…! C-Cumming…!” And with that, the felkin closes his eyes as everything tenses up in his form - spurt after searing hot, pearly white spurt splatters its way out from his tip before practically flooding the dragon’s insides. Each twitch and spasm of his length quickly causing the dragon’s own tapered member to splatter jets of his own spunk onto the ground. Almost immediately, the dragon’s eyes roll back for a moment or two before he simply drops to the floor, wave after wave of sweet, sweet afterglow quickly washing over his senses.
	“Hnngh… hah… hah… hehe… fuck, Xavier…” The dragon sits there with a rather silly-looking grin plastered onto his face. The felkin, though, lets out a sigh before pressing one of his palms against the side of this face.
	“Ngh… holy shit, Xeno… didn’t… didn’t realize you’d… f-f-fuh… d-didn’t realize you’d be so tight, you know…? Just… holy shit, bud…” And with that, the felkin starts to tug himself free from the dragon’s vice-like rear end.

	Slll-POP!

	“Gah! Nngh...” The dragon opens one of his eyes at that point before pearly white cum splatters its way out from his rump onto the ground. A split second later, and he plops himself down to the ground as well, exhaustion starting to overtake him. The felkin, though, simply lets out a sigh before crawling his way over to the dragon’s side.
	“Hehe… h-had enough fun, Xeno?” At his words, the dragon simply lets out a rather incoherent mumble before his eyes start to flutter their way closed once again. The felkin simply smirks for a moment before reaching up, grabbing one of the dragon’s massive wings, and draping it over his form before quietly leaning back against the dragon’s side. “Sleep well, bud. We’ll get things started bright and early.”
	And with that, the felkin starts to drift off to sleep as well…

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	The sound of birds chirping through the air soon hits the felkin’s senses, his eyes fluttering open after a bit - a small groan escapes him a moment later before he presses one of his palms to his forehead. What all did he do last night…? After a brief look around, a shiver runs up his spine - the dragon was laying there, covered in pearly white fluids, still sleeping like a log.
	“Mnh… that’ll do it…” And with that, the felkin quietly sits up for the time being, his palm quietly doing its best to wipe the sleep from his eyes before he pushes himself up from his spot on the ground. As soon as he moves the dragon’s wing, though, that massive lump of flesh behind him starts to mumble something incoherent before his head swings its way around with one eye half-lidded.
	“Nnn… don’t wanna get up…”
	“We gotta, Xeno… c’mon, I’ll go check if we caught anything for breakfast…” With that, the felkin starts to groggily look around the inside of their tent, his brows furrowing a moment or two later. “Hey, Xeno, did you see my clothes, or…?”
	“Clothes? Where’d you leave ‘em…?” The dragon grumbles for a moment or two before standing up as best he can - almost immediately, the feeling of something warm, sticky, and rather dribbly trails against the dragon’s senses. For a moment or two, he stands there before a shiver runs up his spine - he quickly turns his head towards his underside before he lets out a small sigh. “Uh… nevermind, I think I found ‘em.”
	“Great, where’d you fi…” At that point, the felkin turns his gaze towards the dragon, only to shift it towards the dragon’s crotch - as well as the cum-soaked clothing that was dangling there. “...That’s… not ideal, but…” He lets out a small sigh at that point before pressing his palm to his face.
	“Uh… sorry, Xavier. Didn’t, uh… didn’t mean to, uh…”
	“Save it, just… let’s have breakfast or something first, okay? We can probably find a stream or something so we can clean up.” And with that, the felkin starts to turn towards the front flaps of that blue tent - a moment or two of unbuttoning things later, and the two of them quietly make their way out from their cloth prison, a shiver quietly running up the felkin’s spine.
	“Ehehe… sorry, Xavier.”
	“Meh, don’t worry about it too much. At the very least, we’ll be able to get things going here soon, you know? Now, do me a favor and go check on the traps I set last night - they should just be along the path and everything. I’m gonna get the fire going again in the meantime.” And with that, the felkin starts to make his way towards the small ring of stones from the evening prior - the dragon, though, lets out a small sigh before starting to make his way towards the treeline, the thought of everything that had gone on the night prior still fresh in his mind. Even then, the feeling of his sore rump starts to catch up to him…
	“Hehe… at least he’s game for it…” The dragon quietly starts to plant a knowing smirk onto his cheeks at that point, his length starting to peek its way out from his slit once again… If he’s fine with things like that, then everything could get even better by the time the two of them make their way to town… He shakes his head at that point - he needs to focus on food right now, not on getting his rocks off. He could deal with that later.

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	Breakfast was somewhat quick, sure, but by the end of everything, both the dragon and the felkin’s bellies were filled to the brim, and by the time that everything was packed and ready, the only thing that the felkin needed to do was saddle himself up as best as he could manage - though, with how he was currently… bare to the world, so to speak, he ends up having to move and adjust himself as best he can so that there aren’t any sorts of “unfortunate accidents”.
	“Alright, Xeno, let’s try and find a stream, yeah? Don’t wanna sound rude or anything, but, uh… I can only deal with so much of your cum before it starts to get annoying, you know?” At the sound of that, the dragon simply lets out a chuckle before turning his head back towards the felkin.
	“You say that, but I know you had some fun last night, yeah?” With that, the felkin’s red cheeks start to burn a bit brighter at the dragon’s words.
	“Yeah, yeah, but you were the one begging for it, you know.” This time, it was the dragon’s turn to have his face resemble a tomato. With barely another word, the two of them start to make their way down the path. As the two of them trot their way down the dirt-lined road, the dragon turns his head up a bit towards the felkin.
	“Hey, Xavier?”
	“Yeah?”
	“Uh… thanks. For, uh… you know… last night and everything. I really appreciate it and, uh… and everything.” At that point, the felkin simply smiles, leans forward a bit, and gives the side of the dragon’s head a bit of a scritching…
	“Eh, don’t mention it, dude. I’m sure you would’a done the same for me, you know?”
	“Oh, uh… yeah, yeah. Though, uh… I was wondering… if we get to town, do you think we could, uh… do it again?”
	“Huh?”
	“I-I mean, uh… if you wanna, at least. I know, uh… things can get kinda dicy and stuff and all, but, uh… i-if you’re willing, I mean.”
	“I mean… I’m down, yeah. I’ll book us a nice room at an Inn and we can get things sorted, you know?” And with that, both the dragon and the felkin plant a small, soft smile onto their cheeks, their minds starting to race with thoughts of what they would be doing later that night… “Though, uh… let’s try and find a place to clean up beforehand, you know?”