Flix sobbed, "Alan, please, don't let go of me" The tongue twirled over and round them again. It was a strangely exciting feeling. Alan felt his insides in turmoil - while the prospect of being dragon chow wasn't exactly appealing, there was nothing else on offer - and that tongue did feel good. And so did Flix. He found he had a massive erection pressing into her warm fur. She had stopped crying and was instead kissing him. "OK, Mr. Dragon - go on - Eat us.. together. We're as ready as we can be."