There is definitely some most delightful friction occurring as she starts to lavish the skin of his stomach with attention - and he can sense her wings mantled over him, feathers so very close to his fingertips. He wants so badly to touch her, to stroke her feathers...

But instead he chooses to 'stroke' her where he is 'allowed' to touch, with what he can stroke with - so instead of his fingertips across the leading edge of her wings, it is his cock between her breasts, slow and lingering as he thrusts against her.

"That is...you are....oh, so good." His words trail off into a series of incoherent utterances as he firmly presses his hips upwards, begging for more without using words. It is a good thing that she would not call him greedy, because obviously - dragon!