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They headed straight for the kitchen. They’d go back to Taylor’s room afterward, since it offered more privacy than Twig’s, so Taylor didn’t worry about changing out of his uniform beforehand. He could get out of it and into something more comfortable once they were there. Twig didn’t have that problem, of course. Like all dragons, he didn’t wear clothes.

Which meant his whole body was on display for Taylor. Sometimes it was easy enough to ignore. Other times, it was a lot harder. Taylor could see every inch of Twig’s skin, and he wanted to touch it badly. Especially the patches of smooth scales that shimmered in the light. But he kept his hands to himself until they were back in his room, arms full of bags and trays of food.

“This is a lot of food,” Taylor commented as he set everything down.

Twig shrugged. “I grew up in the kitchens. Everyone there loves me.”

“As they should.” Taylor stepped closer once the food was down. He ran his knuckles down Twig’s arm, smiling when Twig shivered. “I really like you too, you know.”

Taylor loved the blush that spread across Twig’s cheeks, especially when he noticed it going all the way down to his chest. He started to step back, to give Twig some space, but Twig’s arm shot out, wrapping around Taylor’s waist, catching him by surprise. Between the two of them, Twig had always been the more hesitant one—not because he didn’t want this, but because it was clear he didn’t have much experience with this kind of relationship. Taylor didn’t mind that at all.

But he loved seeing Twig reach for what he wanted, especially when what he wanted was Taylor.

For a second, they just stared at each other. Taylor was ready to take the next step, but he wanted to see if Twig would take it first. When Twig leaned in, still a little hesitant, Taylor closed the last bit of distance and pressed their lips together.

Taylor felt he was at a disadvantage. Twig was already naked, while Taylor’s body was entirely covered in clothes. He wasn’t entirely sure what Twig wanted, but from the way he pressed against him, he had a pretty good idea. “I think I’m wearing too many clothes for this,” he murmured against Twig’s lips.

Twig leaned back and blinked as if he couldn’t understand what Taylor was saying. He was beautiful, with his cheeks flushed and the scales on his body reflecting the light coming in through the window. The sun was setting and casting shadows over him, making him look ethereal.

“I’m going to start thinking something’s wrong if you keep staring at me like that,” Taylor teased, hoping not to send Twig running. Maybe he was wrong, and he didn’t know what Twig wanted after all.

“I’m not staring,” Twig immediately answered while still staring.

Taylor laughed. “Sure you’re not. Everything okay?”

“I’m just not sure where to start.”

Taylor’s gaze dropped to Twig’s groin. His cock had slid out of his pouch, so Taylor didn’t doubt that he wanted this, at least in a physical sense. “Wherever you want.”

Twig’s cheeks were still flushed. “I think you were right.”

“About what?”

“That you’re wearing too many clothes.”

Taylor grinned. So Twig did want this. “I can fix that.”

“You want to?”

“I want many things, and most would be easier to do if we were both naked.”

Taylor had never been shy when it came to his body, so he didn’t hesitate to pull off his shirt. He dropped it to the floor, not caring what happened to it, and opened his belt. He could feel Twig watching him, and he didn’t stop moving until he stood there only wearing underwear. It was still more than what Twig was wearing, but hopefully, it wouldn’t be for long.

He grinned up at Twig when he hooked his thumbs under the elastic band. “Still want me naked?”

“I can’t remember wanting anything more,” Twig breathed out.

He didn’t have to say it twice. Taylor pushed down his underwear, shaking his foot to unhook it. He thought he’d give Twig a moment to look at him—after all, their anatomies were very different, and he didn’t think that Twig had ever seen another human naked, at least not one he could touch. Twig didn’t hesitate, though. He grabbed Taylor’s hip and hauled him closer, causing Taylor to yelp and lose his balance. Their bodies pressed together, and Taylor could feel every inch of Twig’s.

He swallowed heavily and reached for Twig’s cock. Twig didn’t push him away or stop him, which was good. In fact, he pulled Taylor even closer, until Taylor’s cock pressed against his groin. It made it hard for Taylor to touch him, but he didn’t complain. Why would he when this was what he’d wanted for weeks?

They were still standing, though, and that wouldn’t do. Luckily, there was a lovely couch just feet away. He moved, too, gently using his whole body to push Twig toward it. Twig seemed to realize what Taylor was doing and moved with him, only looking back when he felt the couch against the back of his legs. He let himself drop down, but he didn’t let go of Taylor, which meant that Taylor went down with him, ending up between Twig’s legs.

Twig opened his legs as if it were natural for him. They were pressed together, and Taylor’s cock was very interested, but he’d never done this with a dragon, and while he knew what was happening, he wanted to be sure. “I don’t need anything, right? Like lube?”

“No.”

Taylor didn’t ask if Twig was sure. Twig would tell him if he wasn’t. He leaned back enough to grab his cock and aimed it at Twig’s groin where his cock was emerging. It was dark pink and slick, and it made Taylor’s mouth water. He’d have plenty of time to explore next time. Hell, he was already making a mental list of everything he wanted to do next time.