A Dragon's Courier (Patreon)

Night was creeping in as a lonely log cabin way outside of anywhere crept into view. A single delivery remained on the list, and Shawn was none too pleased with how far out of his usual route it was. It'd taken him two hours to reach the place, and with how the weather was turning, it'd likely take him all night to make his way back.

He pulled the car up as close as he could to the cabin, made a grumbly huff as he collected the package from the passenger seat, and yanked a cloak over his head to defend himself from the barrage of cold water pellets bombarding him from the skies. Then he dove out into the cool night and rushed up to the door. 

Even before he reached it, the door cracked open, letting him get straight inside. In spite of the quick dash, he still found himself soaked to the bone. He pulled the package from under the cloak and looked up to hand it over, and found himself at face height with a hefty, smooth-scaled cleavage. He quickly lost his grumbly attitude.

With his last delivery made, and the skies having turned the tap to full open, the tall dragoness gave him no other option but to stay the night. 

And what a night it was about to turn into..