Dragon Boyfriend 2 (Part 3)
Ask, and eventually, after a very long hiatus, you will receive. Here's part three, it's very NSFW so you have been warned. Maybe there is some more fluffy content for these two in the future.
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You were down by the creek, working your way through the laundry basket and scrubbing at the many grass strains on your tunics. The sun was high in the sky, twinkling through the trees, and a gentle breeze cooled you off as you worked hard. Your dragon was curled up on a large flat rock, his tail splashing gently through the water rushing past him.
He was watching you, his golden eyes heavy-lidded. As you passed through spring together you had gotten used to the near-constant watch, although sometimes it still bought a hot blush to your cheeks. If he had it his way, you would be under his wing every second of the day.
You glanced up from your work, breathing heavily and hands aching. It was hard work, but satisfying. You had gotten into a good routine of taking care of yourself and your home, one large onyx dragon in tow. You mostly left the hunting to him, given his skills in that arena, but he gratefully accepted anything and everything you gathered for him.
Together, you had ventured beyond the valley and seen a world beyond your comprehension. Dragons, whilst rare, resided in many places and were treated with respect and reverence when visiting. You had the oddest experience only last week when you landed in a large town in the Western plains; the residents greeted you both by bowing low, offering trinkets, delicacies, and words of gratitude. It seemed that the legacy of The War held strong still in many places.
“What are you thinking about?” he rumbled from across the stream, bringing you back to the present.
“Just our travels,” you smiled.
“Is there somewhere you would like to go?”
You traipsed through the water towards him, your skirts hiked up and tucked under your belt. The stone platform levelled with your shoulders, just enough room for you to rest your arms and head near him. He pressed his snout close and you obliged him with a soft kiss, “The summer is almost in full swing, perhaps we could go somewhere to see everything in full bloom,”
“Where you want to go, I will take you,”
“Perks of having wings, eh?” you teased.
“Perks of having a beautiful woman astride me,”
A laugh burst from you at the innuendo, a light blush staining your cheeks, “Oh I don’t know about that,”
He curled his tail closer to wrap around your waist in a gentle embrace, “Nonsense, Goddess,” To say the least, his compliments had done wonders for your self-confidence.
Struck by an idea, you backed away slightly into shallow water. Piece by piece, you began unbuckling your belt and stripping away your layers. Unlaced, the corset disappeared into the wash basket, and you were left only in your cotton slip.
His eyes were glowing all the more intensely now, his posture tense as if ready to pounce. He didn’t question you, only breathed heavily as he watched raptly. Slowly, you pulled the tunic up and up, revealing your soft curves until you were finally bare to the world. The breeze brushed past, pebbling your nipples and raising goosebumps. Your heart beat steadily and adrenaline ran through your limbs.
A low growl emanated from him as you held eye contact, admiring the swirling patterns of his scales around his features. The final straw, it seemed, was when you bent over to pick up the laundry you had been working on. Faster than you could see, he swept you into his clawed hands and had you pressed gently against a nearby tree. Heat emanated from him, relaxing the tension in your muscles.
“You are a minx,” he growled, swiping at your neck with a wet and rough tongue.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you sighed, “I was just trying to do the laundry…”
He snorted and continued his ministrations, his wings blocking you in on either side as his tongue lavished your neck with attention and his claws trailed down your torso, “So soft,” he muttered.
You titlted your head back, closing your eyes and surrendering to the sensations he was iliciting throughout your body. He made his way from your neck to your lips, quickly swiping at your ear where he knew you were particularly sensitive. He massaged your hips and his tongue pushed for entrance into your mouth. You gave in easily, meeting him with your own, the kiss slow and messy as he tasted you. You bought your hands up to caress the side of his face, leisurely exploring the texture of his scales as they became rougher towards his ears. He hummed into your mouth when you scratched behind them, the static sensation of his magic awakening filling the air between you.
You trailed your hands lower, gliding over the velvet skin of his underbelly until you reached the apex of his thighs. There his flesh dipped into a slit of sorts, about the length of your palm. As you caressed it he pulled away from the kiss with a grunt, leaning his forehead against the tree and puffing into your ear. Your fingers pressed gently against the skin there which was beginning to become slick. The natural lubricant made your hands tingle feircely, and your heart began to beat faster at the prospect of that feeling pulling at your core.
He was moments away from losing his composure, you could tell. He nipped at your ear, drawing a startled giggle from you, as his thick phallus began to emerge from its protective sheath. Stark white in comparison to his jet-black scales, it nudged at your hand to make way and you circled both hands around its girth, pumping down teasingly and squeezing gently at the two nodules at its base.
That was all he could take before he grasped you by the waist and hoisted you up against the tree, the rough bark scratching deliciously across your back. His wings gave you something to hold onto as he spread your thighs apart. He nosed at your inner thighs and licked hot stripes towards your mound but never quite reached, “You smell divine,” he grumbled, lavishing you in attention all but where you needed it most.
You squirmed and whined, but he would not let up, “Please,” you panted.
“Please?”
You whined again, flushed from your chest up, desperate to be touched but embarrassed to ask.
“Go on, sweetness, you know what to say,” he nipped at your thigh, sending electricity straight to your already molten core.
You squeezed your eyes shut and relaxed down into his secure grip, “Please, taste me,” you panted, “lick me,”
A quiet chuckle rumbled from beneath you, “There you go,” and he was finally where you wanted him, his wide hot tongue swiping across your lips, pressing harder against your clit making you gasp. He stayed there for a few moments, leisurely lapping at your juices and stoking the flames that twisted in your gut. You sighed against him, rocking on his tongue.
Finally, he pressed against your entrance, curling his tongue to enter you. A moan escaped you, his snout rubbing against your clit as he undulated his tongue within you.
The hot breath made you shiver as the coil within you wound tighten. Your own breath came in short gasps, barely able to make a sound as he pushed you closer and closer. A growl pushed you over the edge, the vibration on top of his enthusiastic devouring of you being too much to bare. You whimpered helplessly as your entire body quaked, riding the high until it slowly ebbed away leaving you feeling like jelly.
He rose up to nudge at your mouth, sharing the taste of you, “You taste even more divine,” he rumbled, pulling a lazy smile from you. Drawing out the kiss, he brushed a claw over your nipples, making you shiver. You moaned against him, pressing away from the tree to get closer to his powerful body.
You could feel the tip of him nudging against your entrance. Reaching down you stroked the end, “Not sure where you’re gonna fit that,” you whispered.
He nuzzled the crook of your neck chuckling, “You know full well what my magic lets me do,” He pressed forward slightly, a mild stretch, “You were destined to take me, Goddess, don’t doubt your abilities,” and with that, he pushed into you. The stretch was uncomfortable at first, and then the aphrodisiac quality of his slick had you bearing down for more. It felt like your blood was on fire, pooling deep in your gut as he made room for himself within you.
You moaned, gluttonous for more as the friction of him pulling out stroked that spot inside. He held you tightly around your waist, his claws leaving indentations, taking pleasure from you with reverence. His tongue found your mouth again, occupying all of your senses until you were lost in a fever of lust.
“More,” you whined, desperate to have him as close as you could.
He obliged, pumping in and out of you with increased vigour, knocking at the door of your womb, “You are going to be the end of me,” he snarled, his sharp teeth grazing against your shoulder. The potential danger sent a further thrill through you.
“Are you going to come again for me, my darling?” he teased, his voice husky as he increased his pace yet again. You couldn’t form words, only moan in elation as he drove you towards that cliff once more. His tail suddenly appeared, tickling over your stomach before flicking your clit. That was all it took for you to peak for the second time, almost screaming with the intensity as he pounded erratically before finishing within you in long, hot spurts. You felt so full, overstuffed as he nestled as deep as he could. You could feel his seed dripping from you but couldn't care less as he sweetly licked at your neck and rubbed his cheek against yours. You were both panting, your mind reduced to mush.
You were vaguely aware of him moving towards the stream, still nestled within you. He led you both into a deeper section, submerging you up to your waist. The cool water was soothing on your feverish skin. With one large hand cradling your head and the other spread across your back, he tipped you gently back to float in the stream. High on endorphins, attached at your core to this magnificent creature, and floating idly in the trickle of crisp water, you thought you could certainly get used to an eternity of this.
