Head home

You lead Thraxa home stumbling and swaying.

"Perhaps you should let me carry you." Thraxa offers.

"No, I am walking to sober up." You reply.

"No, I am going to carry you, just tell me the way." She replies and picks you up in her arms before you can protest.

You direct her home and she puts you down so you can unlock the door.

You show her the washing machine. "I can get you a towel or a sheet to wear while you wait, I don't think anything else will fit you with those wings." You offer.

"Or we can just go under your sheets." Thraxa replied with a seductive wink as she stood in the doorway, naked and with her clothes in hand.

"Yes." is all you could reply as Thraxa put her clothes on to wash, leaving her belt on top of the machine.

She lead you up to your own bed, you got a glips off her curvy ass, her tail obscuring her anus. Her scales guarded the entrance to her oviduct. Dragons being egg layers had oviducts not vaginas but you had been taught they were just as sensitive in sex ed.