The dragon rose when Sionn was on top of him, then spread his wings. He took flight with one poweful thrust and another to shift his direction low over the swamp. His body was scaly, but much warmer than a snake. One of the smallest nubs running along his back was right between Sionn's legs, and with each flap of his mighty wings, it pressed against her naked sex.<br/><br/>He flew in wide circles and zig-zags. Shooting up to fly over a few hills, then low again. The trees and swamp below zoomed by with terrifying speed.