The hardest thing about trying to control herself around Onyx and Rose, was that together they made a pretty good case for a lack of self control.  Here she was, her hips bucking against the dragon's fingers, trying to get more of her master inside of her.  Her nipples were already tall, her breasts shaking with every impact of her master's hand against her.  But the rest of her was body was gripping the seat, tense and trembling and apart from any of them.  Her eyes were shut, her faced turned away, and her breathing getting heavier.  And in her heart, she was practically starving for another body to touch her own.<br/><br/>And then there was Rose, to add contrast.  Technically, Rose was protesting, too.  Although she could barely form a complete sentence without making the most enticing noises of pleasure.  She was begging Onyx not to get her pregnant.  Or pleading with her to let her go make lunch before her squeals and panting woke someone, and they came into the court yard to see her spread wide, out of breath, and full of Onyx's shaft.<br/><br/>And then there was Onyx, utterly at leisure, whispering fantasies into Izzy's ear while teasing the rest of her.  She described the most erotic and easily attainable things, offering to let her take Rose's place on that shaft.  To kiss her and lick her, and to enjoy the attentions of a crumpling and panting hybrid like her.  Izzy's head hung a little, an eye opening just in time to see Rose's ears twitching, her body falling further down on Onyx's member.  There was a moan, clipped and humiliating, but deeply sensual.  She bit the bottom part of her mouth and drew her hoof across the ground.  And of course, Onyx was getting deeper, curling her fingers a little inside her and exploring.<br/><br/>Izzy gripped Onyx's arm as she did this, although she didn't push her away.  Izzy's shoulders arched and rolled her back away, turning her head so she wasn't facing them again.  She was still defiant, even though she was panting openly at this point.  God, that sounded good.  The thoughts she was attempting to suppress weren't leaving.  Being able to kiss Rose, to put a mouth between her legs as Onyx hammered her.  She reflexively pulled Onyx's arm closer, which was also self-betraying, but the extra pleasure was almost worth it.  Dear god.. how long could she keep this up..