Amaranthine

In the end, it had to be accepted that without some pretty specific powers, any victory against Cait in a fight was going to be temporary at best. That didn’t mean getting to that conclusion wasn’t a hell of a show. After about 15 minutes of back-and-forth, Breastman and Kevin had gone to fetch popcorn for themselves and Gwyn, and returned with a platoon of interested soldiers.

That number only grew as the clash of titans shook the earth and lit the sky with dragonfire. By nightfall, there was likely not an off-duty soldier left in the base. The show only ended once General Hale showed up, and Cait noticed that he’d watched for a good quarter of an hour himself before ordering everyone back inside.

Good enough time to finish up, Cait thought. The fierce rush of battle still buzzed behind her ears, but it had faded from the wild abandon she’d felt when the fight had begun hours ago. Even if she didn’t get tired, her body only had so much adrenaline. The next opening she saw, Kennedy diving towards her, talons outstretched after being fastballed by Qi, Cait met head on.

She shot herself forward, not in a punch, but arms spread to wrap Kennedy up as she took her to the ground. They left a tear in the ground as they tumbled, Cait ending up on top of Kennedy in the grass. She looked down at her, watching the fire behind her eyes shift to a different kind of heat.

“Can you tell I’m trying to give you the same bedroom eyes Nala gave Simba?” Cait asked, drawing a sharp guffaw out of Kennedy before her tail slapped her off of her. Cait laughed too, dusting herself off as she rose.

“Soooo… we finally done then?” Qi asked, tromping over, her enormous form already beginning to shrink and de-dragon.

“Seems that way,” groaned Kennedy, stretching as her own scales fell away. “Holy shit, Cait, you are annoying to fight.”

“Seconded!” chimed Qi. “Do you even feel the fire?”

“Oh, yeah, I feel it,” Cait said, grinning, warmly now, as she boxed Qi’s shoulder. “Feel it like a nice sauna! Little dry though, if that’s something you can work on.”

Qi’s chuckle carried a little smoke with it on the way out, “Ass,” she said, shaking her head. “Yeah, I’ll try and make my fucking dragonfire a little more pleasantly humid for you.”

“Such a good girl,” Cait responded, smirking up into Qi’s glare.

“Stop flirting,” Kennedy ordered, grabbing Cait’s shoulder and Qi’s waist. “The dragon in Qi and I took that fight as 2 hours of foreplay. The time for flirting is over.

Cait was surprised when her grin found the space to grow just a little bit wider.

Kennedy pushed her through the door to their assigned room hard enough to knock out a normal woman. Her sharp black tail whipped back and forth excitedly as she stalked forward, face dark with wicked promise. That face had Cait hard before the goth dragon even picked her up and tossed her onto the bed.

She saw the fire build in Kennedy’s throat as she went for Qi’s favorite move of burning Cait’s clothes off, but Cait caught that blaze with a kiss, swallowing the flames alongside the taste of Kennedy.

“Building might not be flammable, babe,” she said, blowing out a lungful of smoke, “but I bet the bed is. I like the initiative though.”

Cait let her suit fall away into its constituent nanobots, storing themselves away in her pores.

“Good enough?” she asked, and the hunger in Kennedy’s eyes as she ran them down Cait’s body was all the answer she needed.

“Holy shit, you’re moving fast,” Qi said, entering the room to find Kennedy pressing her face hard to Cait’s as her fingers brushed along the underside of her shaft. Kennedy’s fiery eyes flashed as she broke the kiss, looking back towards her, an expression close to rage crossing her face. Then, it faded into a welcoming smile, and she beckoned to Qi.

Kennedy hadn’t been lying. Cait could feel the arousal of the two women through their link, that fight had been as good as an all-day butt plug in terms of foreplay, and Qi closed the distance between them fast. Her long tongue snaked out to intertwine with Kennedy’s before their lips met.

Qi was tall enough that she just came up right behind Kennedy, and the girl bent backwards to accept her kiss while Qi’s talon came to rest on her soft white throat.

Damn, that’s some progress in the trust department, Cait thought, still somehow lucid despite the show in front of her. None of the twinge of panic or fear that Kennedy so often felt. Cait wasn’t sure if it was due to something about her link with Qi, Cait, or actual healing progress, but she was happy for its absence.

Cait felt her cock twitch when Kennedy’s throat bulged with what had to be Qi’s tongue, and then found it locked in Kennedy’s hand, furiously stroking along the shaft.

Without her powers, Cait’s dick probably would have been shredded given that Kennedy’s hand was still half talon. With them though, it felt unreal, strange and exciting as the ridges of her scales massaged her.

She felt her breath rise as she enjoyed the feeling, fighting the urge to break into the girl’s intense makeout session. She contented herself to enjoy the show and the attention of Kennedy’s hand, while her own explored the goth’s fantastic boobs.

Goddamn, I know she isn’t technically Swan’s daughter, but looking at these you could be fooled. She pinched a perfect pink nipple, pulling slightly, drawing a gasp from Kennedy that quickly turned into a cough. Smoke burst out of the seal of their lips, and, hacking, coughed up Qi's tongue along with an embarrassing amount of saliva.

“New rule!” she said, eyes watering as she caught her breath. “No surprising Kennedy while Qi is throatfucking her with that crazy tongue!”

Cait laughed, she had to, but she also wanted to keep up this momentum. Hooking her hands under both of Kennedy’s cheeks, she hefted the girl into the air, bearing her down onto a bed that was not AEGIS quality. Her giggles were drowned out almost entirely by the creaking of the springs. It didn’t matter, the next sound Kennedy made was moaned into Cait’s mouth as her lips found met own, and her hand found Kennedy’s pussy.

She dipped a finger into her heat, and, after Kennedy’s hips rose to meet her palm, followed it with another. Kennedy hissed in pleasure as Cait began to move inside of her. Her talons gripped the back of Cait’s head tight, pulling her deep into the kiss, her tongue trying out the same move Qi’s had.

As her tongue tickled her throat, Cait decided that wasn’t something she was in to.

Learn something new every day, she thought, pulling back as Kennedy mewled in protest. Cait rose to her knees, looking over her shoulder to Qi, watching the pair with naked lust. Cait swung off of Kennedy, pulling the girl’s legs open as she went.

“Why don’t you remind her what else that crazy fucking tongue can do?” she suggested, and Qi all but dove her head between Kennedy’s legs to obey. Kennedy’s horns gouged marks into the wall as she threw her head back when Qi went to work, before meeting Cait’s pleased eyes with a fierce grin.

“Do I really taste that good?” she asked, voice heavy under Qi’s ministrations.

“Better,” Cait answered, after covering her mouth with a kiss. “I’m gonna show her how jealous I am by fucking her brains out now.”

Kennedy’s eyes sparkled with excitement, gesturing down between her legs. A glimmer of ruby there let Cait know Qi was just as game as she was.

“All this and a show? Yes, please,” Kennedy purred, then yelped as Qi did something right. The goth caught her own lip between her sharp teeth as her eyes drifted down to meet Qi’s, one sharp talon stroking lovingly at the girl’s sleek black hair.

Cait decided that was work that deserved reward, and slid back off the bed. Coming around behind Qi, she found her tail already raised and ready for her.

Damn, love a girl with manners, she thought, but still gripped Qi’s waist hard, adjusting her roughly. She didn’t need it, but she knew the shock would make this feel even better for both of them.

She slammed herself home, and from the puff of smoke that accompanied Qi’s moan, muffled as it was by Kennedy’s pussy, it was very lucky the goth was fire-proof at the moment.

Nothing else felt like Qi. If it weren’t for Cait’s own supernatural toughness, she imagined she’d be working with a stick of charcoal instead of a dick after a session with the dragon. She was hot, molten pulsing heat, seeming to pull Cait in even as Qi pushed back into her. Then there was nothing ‘seeming’ about it, as Qi’s tail wrapped her waist, pulling her deep.

Cait struggled to move against the immense strength of her tail, since while soaking might have been great for the mormons, she wanted to fuck. Eventually she had to slap at Qi’s tail until the dragon got the hint that she was hindering more than helping. Now able to vent the frustration she’d built up soaking in the inferno of Qi’s pussy, that’s exactly what she did.

Kennedy mewled in protest as Cait grabbed a fistful of Qi’s raven hair, yanking her up and back from between Kennedy’s legs. She forced her back into a high arch, enough that Cait could bring her lips to her ear.

“Want it deep, huh?” she purred. “Could’ve just asked.”

Cait’s first few thrusts visibly stoked the fire within Qi, and Cait idly wondered how the stone of the ceiling would handle dragon fire. It didn’t look like she would find out, as Kennedy stood on the bed, barely having to lean over to cover the enormous dragon lady’s mouth with her own, even with Qi on her knees.

The seal of their lips burned like a furnace, but it stayed contained.

Damn, they are getting along better, thought Cait as she sped up her thrusting. She felt Qi’s hips begin to shake under her hand, and didn’t let up. Puffs of smoke and flame escaped the girls’ kiss as Qi lost focus with her rising climax, slumping more and more against Kennedy for support, hair pulled tight in Cait’s fist.

As she felt the heat of her pussy clench around her, Cait let Qi’s head fall forward, and Kennedy caught it on her shoulder, stroking the girl’s cheek through the aftershocks. Cait raised an eyebrow to Kennedy as Qi slid forward off of her cock. The goth bit her lip, an action that looked like it might be painful with her draconic teeth. She shook her head.

“I want to.... but we’re just so close Cait…,” her eyes betrayed the truth of her words, deep, fire-orange and hungry. “I swear to god, I will fuck you till you cry after we kill this motherfucker just…. After.”

Cait smiled back, disappointed, but understanding.

“That’s some insane motivation,” she replied, letting her grin slip into ‘dazzle ‘em’, “You think you’ve seen me fight hard before? Wait until you are on the line.”

Kennedy actually blushed a little, which was insane, given the situation.

“Now, drop that dragon. I’m gonna try out her tits while you ride my face.”

“How…? Whoa!” Kennedy yelped as Cait dove her arms beneath her legs, then rose back up with inexorable strength, Kennedy’s thighs clenched tight around her cheeks. Even as she positioned herself over Qi’s chest, she began to tease and lick at Kennedy, drawing gasps, and twitches from her fingers where she steadied herself against Cait’s head.

Qi’s breasts might not have been massive for her frame, but when your frame was massive, that still made for some pretty massive biologically illogical reptillian mommy milkers. As Cait brought her cock to the valley between them, she heard Qi hum in delight, then press them up and together around her. Her long tongue snaked out to wrap around Cait’s cock, adding another layer of pleasure and lubrication to the heavenly pillows of her tits.

Cait thrust into the hollow she’d made, doing her best to put it on autopilot as she had sloppy makeouts with Kennedy’s pussy.

Holy fucking shit threesomes are a lot of work, she thought, then scolded herself. Best problem I’ve ever had.

She could sense Kennedy reaching her end, both over their link and from the way her fingers shook in her hair. She was close too, the unique and indescribable feeling of Qi’s tongue spiralling around her cock between those wonderful boobs not something she had much resistance to.

“Oh fuck, babe,” Kennedy whispered between gasps. “I’m, I’m gonna…”

Cait kept up the pressure, even as her own hips began to buck wildly. She felt her tip enter something warm and tight, and that loving, hungry kiss tipped her over the edge as she began to unload into Qi’s mouth.

Fortunately, Kennedy was already cumming by then, because the feeling of Qi’s tongue lapping every drop out of her as she finished crashed Cait’s mind straight to white.

She knelt there, Kennedy still mounted on her shoulders, all three shuddering and looking like nothing so much as the world’s horniest totem pole. After a moment to calm herself, she tapped Kennedy’s thigh.

“Gonna put you down now,” she said, feeling Kennedy jump just from Cait’s breath on her hypersensitive clit. She just nodded in acquiescence, not quite back to forming words. Smirking to herself, Cait dumped her off her shoulders onto Qi as she let herself fall backwards to the floor. It was nice not to have to worry about pesky things like whether or not cracking your head on the concrete floor would hurt.

She laid on the cold stone floor for a moment, still a little bit expecting to wake up from the dream her life had become. But as the refreshing cool became chilly, she sat up, to see the two women she’d just made love to kissing softly in post-coital bliss.

Guess sometimes reality is better than the dream, she thought to herself. That said, no way all three of them were fitting on that cot, regardless of how heroic its efforts had been in staying structurally sound through a superpowered fuckfest. Cait hopped up, trying not to disturb the enemies-to-lovers makeout session that was quickly heating back up, and left the room to steal another bed.