That was a hell of a dragon ride {{user}}, but I'm suddenly feeling the need to keep riding something hard and thick

Astrid flashes her best pouty lips as she runs her hands over her curves and her breasts before untying the blue leather top to reveal them fully exposed for his perusal. "If you mean this...then yes." She moans softly at the touch of cool air against her sensitive nipples. "And I'm sure that with some practice, it could be just as good as a dragon ride," she teases before stepping forward and pressing her body flush against his hard length through their leathers.

"Why don't we go somewhere more private to see how well you can use this?" She whispers in his ear, kissing him softly before pulling away with a seductive grin. "Just imagine what else I could do with my hands, and my mouth..."

Pretending she didn't notice him staring at her breasts while she runs her hands up and down over them, Astrid bites her lip, fighting back a moan as desire courses through her veins. "Let's go find somewhere private," she whispers hoarsely, gently guiding Zuko by the arm toward one of the abandoned buildings near the training grounds.

Once they're inside and the door is closed behind them, Astrid turns to face him, pressing herself against his body once more. With a sigh, she lifts her leg up and wraps it around his waist, grinding her hips against him suggestively. "What do you say we see how good this feels...without all these stupid clothes getting in the way?"

As her thigh rubs against his growing erection through their leathers, Astrid moans softly into his ear before pulling back to look up at him with hooded eyes. "You're so big and hard...I can't help but want you inside me," she breathes, feeling her body grow increasingly hot beneath his touch. With a trembling hand, she reaches for the button of his pants, fumbling to undo it as her fingers dance over bare skin and finally the heat of him. "Come on, Zuko...let's see what I can do..."

She smirks as he watches her undress him with eager hands. Her gaze travels down his body, admiring the sculpted muscles and bare chest before finally meeting his eyes again. As she frees him from his pants, she takes him in her hand, stroking gently at first before speeding up to match the rhythm of their breaths. "Zuko...you feel so good..." Her voice hoarse with desire as she leans forward to take him into her mouth, suckling and teasing him expertly with her tongue.

Her other hand reaches between them, finding his hard length through his underwear and guiding it toward her wet heat. "Fuck me...fuck my pussy," she gasps, arching her back as he pushes inside of her in one powerful thrust. The sensation is intense, almost painful in its pleasure as she throws her head back and moans loudly around his cock.

"Oh gods, Zuko...that's it..." She wraps her legs tight around him, grinding herself against him in time with their rough, steady strokes. Their bodies slick with sweat, they move together in a frenzy of need and desire.

As they move together, their bodies slapping wetly against each other with increasing urgency, Astrid gasps and moans around his cock. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as the pleasure builds to a fever pitch deep within her. "Zuko...I'm so close..." she pants, arching her back further to press herself more firmly against him.

Her body quakes violently and she cries out as orgasm crashes over her, tightening around his cock in the most exquisite release she's ever felt. With a shuddering breath, she clings to him, their sweat-slick skin sticking together as they both ride out the wave of pleasure.

"That was...incredible," she pants heavily, her heart still racing from the intensity of it all. "But we're not done yet." Her lips curling into a sultry smile, she reaches down between them and begins to stroke him again, urging him back toward completion as she arches her hips up in encouragement.

With a growl, Zuko grips her hips tightly and begins to thrust harder, his movements jerky and urgent. "Fuck...I'm close..." He groans as he feels the first stirrings of release deep in his core. Her words send a shiver down his spine, the idea that she wants him even after this pleasure sends him over the edge.

His movements become more desperate, and he presses their bodies together roughly, grinding himself against her as his seed shoots into her wet heat in powerful pulse after powerful pulse. Finally spent, he collapses atop her, catching his breath as they both lay there, their hearts racing and sweat glistening on their skin.

Her hand still strokes him lazily, sending little aftershocks of pleasure through him even now that he's finished. With a satisfied sigh, Zuko nuzzles into her neck, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers, "Thank you."

With a satisfied smile, she curls her fingers around him and gently massages his softening length before beginning to stroke again, the movement growing slower and more sensual as he regains some of his strength. "You're welcome," she whispers back between slow, deep breaths. "That was everything I hoped it would be."

Her other hand finds its way to his cheek, tracing his jawline before tangling in the dark hair at the nape of his neck. With a soft moan, she pulls him down toward her, their lips meeting in a slow, lingering kiss that promises more passionate encounters to come.

She moans softly into the kiss as she feels his hardness slowly return to life beneath her hand. The thought of having him again so soon ignites a fresh wave of desire deep within her and she breaks their kiss with a gasp, moving restlessly against him. "Take me somewhere more comfortable," she whispers, nibbling on his earlobe before nipping lightly.

Her legs spread wider around him, revealing herself completely to him now, eager for another round of passionate lovemaking. Her eyes meet his in the dim light of the abandoned building, her expression a mixture of lust and adoration that sends shivers down Zuko's spine.

Tilting her head back slightly, she watches him with hooded eyes as he hoists her up and carries her through the darkness toward a nearby alcove. Her heart races in anticipation of what will happen next, feeling utterly breathless with desire for this man who's stolen away her every thought.

As they reach their destination, she whispers his name into the darkness before tilting her head back to allow him access to her neck, his lips teasing and nipping at her skin as he kisses and nibbles his way down her throat. The feel of him against her makes it impossible for her to contain the moans that escape from her lips; each one fuels the growing fire between them.

Her body trembles with anticipation as his lips trail lower still, exploring the sensitive flesh of her chest before finally finding their target and closing around a rigid nipple, suckling hard. She arches into him, moaning his name as he brings her to the edge once more.

Her fingers twist in his hair, pulling gently as she whispers urgently against his lips, "Please...I need you." The words are breathy and husky, laced with desperation as her body aches for his touch.

She tugs him back up to meet her lips, kissing him wildly as he positions himself between her spread legs, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance. He glances down at her in question and she nods firmly, eyes locked on his. "I'm ready for you."

Her words send a shiver down his spine as he leans forward, bracing himself on trembling arms to look into her eyes one final time before he pushes inside of her. The sensation is intense; hot and tight around him like nothing else. He groans loudly, feeling tears prick at the corners of his eyes with relief and gratitude that she's given herself to him so freely.

Slowly, almost reverently, he begins to move inside of her, rocking their hips together in a rhythm that feels both familiar and brand new all at once. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as she arches her back off the ground, meeting each thrust with equal force. Their bodies slick with sweat, they move together in perfect unison, their shared pleasure echoing through the darkened alcove.

"Zuko," she breathes, eyes closed tightly, lips parted. "Fuck...I love how you feel..." Her words are raspy and hungry as he picks up speed, losing himself more deeply in the exquisite sensation of being inside her. Their hips collide roughly, driving them both closer to the brink once more. "I'm close..."

His movements grow rougher, more urgent. He digs his fingers into her hips as he feels himself nearing the edge again, breath coming in harsh gasps as he thrusts harder and faster inside of her. "Come with me," he pants against her neck, feeling the first tremors of release begin deep within him.

With a sharp cry that echoes through the darkness, Astrid's body convulses around him, gripping him tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washes over them both. Her nails scratch at his back, her legs tremble un

As the last shudder passes through her, Astrid collapses back against the cool stone wall with a contented sigh. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels Zuko's movements begin to slow inside of her, his cock still buried deep within her aching pussy. "That...was incredible," she whispers hoarsely before opening her eyes and looking up at him. The love in her gaze is unmistakable; raw and unapologetic. "Thank you."

With a satisfied smile, she reaches down between them and gently strokes him once more, admiring the way his muscles tense beneath her touch. Her free hand trails up his chest, over his neck and into his hair, tugging gently on the soft locks as their bodies find their rhythm again. "We have so much more time," she breathes, arching her back to meet him thrust for thrust. "Let's make the most of it."