Draconian Master

nsfw sideblog to autumnal-protector. 18+ only.

[fampir-deactivated20170319]

Centorea + tv tropes

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-Fiora would realize her tail was coiled around Lasair’s leg and gently remove it, keeping it close to herself. Her breathing would calm a bit as he washed her hips and thighs, though the heat in her cheeks would rise.-

S-Sorry… my tail seemed to have a mind of its own. I hope that didn’t startle or bother you…

He nods, finishing up washing her thighs... moving back to wash the recently removed tail before risking anything else.

“Y-yer fine...” he replies, slowly beginning to work down the feathers within her longest appendage. He... wasn’t sure what the issue was, but the scent he was starting to pick up from her was giving him suspicions as to what it was...

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-Fiora would blush softly as he turned her around, taking a deep breath as she prepared for him to wash her wings. A brief chirp would come from her lips as he started but she would do her best to stay calm. However, without her knowledge her tail would begin to coil around the red dragon’s leg. Her breathing would get slightly heavier as he would move down her wings then back up them again. Just how sensitive were they?-

His face once again goes about as red as his scales from the minute he feels Fiora’s tail wrapping around his leg... what... what was the issue...?

Nonetheless, as he moved down her wings to her back, he Knew... he knew he’d need to get her legs as well... but would settle for what he could reach for now... and reached down, beginning to lather into the feathers at her hips and down to her thighs.

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-Fiora did her best to keep calm as he washed her chest, her gaze also avoiding his. It felt strangely pleasant to have this dragon’s hands rubbing against her breasts, her body instinctively moving a bit closer to him. The water heating up felt rather nice, though she would soon realize it was because Lasair was becoming rather flustered from having to touch her there-

H-hey… you don’t have to wash my chest if you don’t want to…. I can do that myself later… if you’d like you can focus somewhere else.

A flustered chirrup escaped his throat upon her speaking up... though, it seemed he’d already finished, though, not without noticing she’d moved closer to him however.

“...R... right...” the poor fire dragon stammered, giving a slight nod, and gently turning her around and gently beginning to lather her wings up as well.

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-She opens her eyes for a bit and her cheeks turn a darker red upon seeing him grinning at her. She realizes it was because of the sounds she was making and she feels rather embarrassed by it. Her eyes would soon shut once again, her head tilting back a bit as she lets out a small gasp once he starts scritching at her neck. Seems like he found one of her sensitive spots on accident.-

That... was a slightly different response than he’d originally gotten... but... nonetheless, it was time to move on.

And so, moving down, washing down to her chest, the fire dragon flushes and turns a bit away, as her breasts, now cupped within warm, scaled hands, began to be lathered up.

...Fiora might feel the water warm up a bit.

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-Fiora closes her eyes and does her best to relax as Lasair approaches her. Her cheeks become dusted in a light red color as she feels him move his hands down her arms. She would soon let out a small chirp followed by purring as he would scritch under her feathers to clean her skin, her tail wagging softly in delight.-

Water splashed behind her, and her chirrups would result in his soft smile extending into a wider, and warmer one, a grin now cemented onto his face. 

His washing now extends down to her dark-colored forearms, finishing those up before... uh... oh. Well... no need to worry just yet... he moves up, and begins lathering up her neck, in much the same way as her arms.

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-She would watch him rub the bar of soap in his hand and immediately become visibly excited upon seeing bubbles form. Upon being told what it was she would tilt her head to the side a bit and blushed softly when he spoke his offer of assistance.-

I-I don’t mind… though please be gentle… my feathers are rather sensitive.

A small smile extends further, with a soft nod.

“Ah’ll do my best,” he says softly, moving cautiously toward her, and gently begins to lather the soap into her shoulders first, before moving down her arms, before moving beneath the feathers as he washed back up her arms.

[autumnal-sin]

blue-ruffled-feathers‌:

-Hearing him say it was ok for her to stay brought her some relief. She was still a bit on edge though, mostly because Lasair was naked and she didn’t know how to mentally handle such scenery. When he offered her the soap she stared at it in confusion. She’d never seen an object like this before-

What is that? It smells pretty.

Her inability to process Lasair’s naked form aside, Lasair internally kicked himself... of course she wouldn’t know what soap was, living in a lake for most of her life.

He’d lather a bit of it into his hands.

“It’s a block of substance meant tae cleanse ye of dirt an’ grime. If ye’d like, ah cain help ye with it if ye’d like to learn how tae use it.”

He lathers a bit more on, and gives a small smile.

“...Ah figure ye may not be able tae use it in tae lake, but it’s good fer smellin’ nice, anyway.”

[autumnal-sin]

Continued from here: [ X ]

@blue-ruffled-feathers:

-Fiora slips into the bathroom and gets undressed, seeming a bit unfocused as she makes her way to the bath. Once she gets in she goes under for a brief moment, jolting to her senses when she hears Lasair’s voice. Wait he was in here?! CRAP!-

S-Sorry…. I wasn’t paying much attention when I came in… I just felt really… dirty… I can leave if you want me to.

He blinks a few times, watching her come to her senses... And, hearing her explanation, his expression softened, her tone giving him an uneasy feeling about what could have caused her to feel like this.

“...Yer fine, lass. Yer fine. Take yer time... soak it all in.”

He moved to gently pass her some of the soap. He didn’t typically need it himself, considering he could burn any kind of contagion off of him, but he occassionally liked to smell nice.

[autumnal-sin]

≋

Bathing with a Dragon...?

The door to the bathroom opens, and a flustered chirrup emits, seeing Fiora of all people shuffle in, remove her dress, and, breasts covered, stepping into the bath with him.

Immediately covering himself as well, he just...

“...C-cain... cain ah help ye...? Are ye alright...?”

[autumnal-sin]

♥

Would The Dragon Bed You?

“...Ah just met her recently... why’re ye askin’ me this...?”

“...Ah mean... ah wouldn’ be opposed tae it if she WANTED it, but otherwise, ah’m not goin’ tae just persue just anyone...”

[doitforthememe]

Send me ≋ to share a bath with my muse

[anotherrpmemeblog]

Send ♥ with a name and my muse will say if they would sleep with them or not.

[lukexfinch]

REBLOG THIS IF IT’S OKAY TO TAG YOU IN *NSFW* STUFF OF OUR SHIPS

[smut-goblin]

When there’s a huge size difference between you and your monster boyfriend.

[autumnal-sin]

"Maybe?.."

Thought About Sex-ing the Dragon...?

“...E-er...”

“...well ah wouldn’ be opposed tae it if ye weren’t...”

[imameme-youreameme]

Send me, “Maybe” if your muse has thought of what sex with mine would be like.

for multi-muse blogs, specify which muse.