**Cassius**
After knowing that I am stuck with Avery as my lab partner if I want to graduate, I am really looking forward to meeting Jessica under the bleachers. My final class couldn't come soon enough. Luckily for me, it's PE, and Coach Knight is the teacher. Since he knows that we have practice after school and games on Friday nights, he lets the jocks skip.
I get to the perfect spot before she does. I place my jacket on the ground and wait. Jessica doesn't make me ever wait long. That is one thing that I do like about her, as well as the fact that she gives great head. She can suck harder than the best vacuum cleaner ever invented. The best part is, we don't even have to talk. She falls to her knees on my coat and as she reaches for the fly on my jeans. Carefully, she lowers my zipper and reaches her soft hand into my pants, and grips my cock before she pulls it out. As her eyes grow hungry, she strokes my cock. Beads of precum line the tip as she licks her lips.
Jessica and I have been a thing, off and on, since my parents died. She is very giving and always down for a good time; she even lets Asher get rough, too. As long as she doesn't talk too much, we always cum. Her hot wet mouth is just what I need as she starts to lick the precum from my cock, before trailing her tongue up and down the shaft. She slides my cock into her mouth and down her throat, then she applies suction. She uses her dragon's tongue to wrap around it, and stroke it, as her hands tug on my balls. Asher and I both growl with contentment as we feel our cock throb with its imminent release. I make the mistake of looking down at her. Through her thick eyeliner and fake eyelashes, I see Avery's eyes staring back at me with a jealous fury in them. What the fuck!
I quickly cum and pull out of Jessica's mouth which makes her teeth graze my cock, but I don't care about that. I need to get away and figure out why the fuck I just saw Avery in her. I have never once thought of Avery like that, especially as I was about to cum. "Jessica, amazing as always, but I gotta get ready for practice."
I turn to leave and she yells after me, "Wait! You forgot your Letterman jacket."
I stop, but I don't even bother looking back, "Keep it." I don't give a fuck about it; I have an extra one anyway. Plus, I could have fifty more made because nothing is off-limits to nobility, in this world or the human world, especially to a future king.
**Clint**
That dismissal bell couldn't have come soon enough. Dealing with Avery at home is frustrating enough, especially since my parents died. I had planned to talk to them why they assigned to us Avery in the first place. Maybe they thought she, like this stupid Home Economics course, was supposed to prepare me for a mated life. But this is not a life I want, at least, not yet. In a decade, I might feel differently. I have always felt different from the other male dragons my age. They all look so forward to their Grand Ceremony and bedding their mate, while I just want to bed any female, except my mate.
Football practice was incredibly disorganized, which was very rare. Usually, our quarterback, which is my brother, Cassius, has his shit together. He kept screwing up our drill so Coach let us go early, but held Cassius back for a talk. I went over and watched the cheerleaders until my date, Lenore, was done. I waited in the hallway while she showered and changed. I used that time to arrange a couple of dates for after my threesome on Friday night after the game. I might tire myself out being balls-deep in all of this pussy, but I intend to spend as much time away from the palace as I can, since I have to roleplay with Avery at school.
I took Lenore's hand and walked her to my car. I drove us to a restaurant in a hotel a city over. We were escorted to my reserved table. The whole realm knows who me and my brothers are and they know that their lives depend on them not letting our secrets out. No one crosses a Draco and lives; no one! My parents being soft is what got them killed, and my brothers and I won't suffer the same fate.
As usual, Lenore's conversation is about superficial things and my stupid Grand Ceremony. I drown out her ramblings and replace them with memories of her screaming my name as I fuck her in the ass. The moment she finishes her dessert, I pull her away from the table, and take her the our room. Carter and I are done waiting. We need to fuck!
Once inside, I kick off my shoes and press Lenore against the hard wooden door. I grab her ass and lift her up. Instinctively, she wraps her legs around my waist. I can feel her hot damp panties press against my clothed erection. I reach my hand between our bodies and use my clawed finger to rip her panties before I turn it back into my hand to undo my fly. Clearly ready to fuck, my cock springs free. As I thrust it into her drenched pussy, I pin her hands against the door as I kiss and bite her neck while I thrust into her hard and fast. Lenore's pussy clenched me as she came. I slammed into her with a few hard thrusts, until I came, too.
I sat her down and backed away. I removed my clothes then sat on the bed. "Strip slowly, then crawl over to me."
Like the good little cumslut she is, Lenore swayed her hips, and traced her curves, as she removed her clothing. Once bare, she fell to her hands and knees before crawling slowly to me. She made sure to wiggle her ass as she did, too. I spread my knees apart and pointed to the spot on the floor between them where I wanted her. "Now suck."
She eagerly licked her juices from my cock before taking it into her mouth. She sucked as she bobbed. I shot my load down the back of her throat, but I wasn't finished yet. I pulled her up, spun her around, kicked her legs apart, and then smacked her ass until it was a satisfying red color. She squealed and moaned with every smack. I spread her rosy ass cheeks then impaled her tight ass with my cock. I nearly came instantly because of the stark contrasts between her ass, pussy, and mouth. As I pumped into her ass, I grabbed her hair and pulled hard. Her head turned to look at me, but the face I saw gazing at me, bathed in the bliss of subspace, wasn't Lenore, but Avery, instead. What the actual fuck!