Dutiful Boyfriend

It has been almost a week now and any time I try to arouse Max; he stops me from going any further than a mere kiss. He easily melts into those kisses, but beyond that? Nothing. I’m feeling a little sexually frustrated at being teased like this. However, I will never force him.

This is his first time. Of course, he would be nervous about it. Right? At least, that is what I keep trying to tell myself. I sigh and wait for him to come home from work. I still dislike him leaving me here when he could be at risk, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary has happened.

As soon as I hear the familiar click of him unlocking the door, I rise to my feet and rush to the door to greet him. “Welcome home,” I say, wondering if he wants me to do this at all. I’m not sure how to be a boyfriend. Dragons rarely date like this. It’s all lust and desire with us, so these expectations are new to me.

Max offers me a brief smile, hiding his joy at my greeting badly. “I’m home,” he mu