dragon therian experiencing collaborative grooming for the first time
girl looking at the dragon sprawled out on her roof. the big beast is basking in the sun and gently licking herself, and the girl can't stop thinking about that long tapered tongue as she watches it gently curve across the reddish-orange scales. she's dreamed about being a dragon and curling up with another one as they gently nibble and lick each other. she wants it more than anything, and she wants to ask, but she's scared to. what if the dragon rejects her because it only sees her body? what if-
the dragon's head snaps up as she sneezes, head tilting to the side, frills fanning out as she snarls in a quiet threat display. the girl looks down and mumbles something about how she didn't mean to offend, she was just curious and-
there's a muffled fwump as the dragon jumps down from the roof, landing on the ground in front of her and stalking towards her. she backs up, but not quickly enough, and then its sinuous tail is curling around her waist and pulling her off-balance, and she falls forward into the dragon's waiting arms
she makes an embarrassed squeaking sound as the dragon's head (longer than her legs) presses against her ear, snuffling and snorting as it tries to figure out how to clean her weird tiny frills that don't come forward right. it settles for just licking her ear clean, and she blushes. its snout moves lower, tongue happily laving at her neck, and then she gasps with surprise as it playfully grabs her arm in its hand-length teeth, pulling gently. she grips one of its horns and wiggles its head slightly, and it makes a curious chirping sound
moving slowly and anxiously, she lifts its head up to her mouth and gently licks a line up its snout, and is immediately bowled over as it purrs and rolls its entire body onto her













