#dragon reverence

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Was anyone gonna volunteer to milk my venom glands or do I have to bite the one of you at random?

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Curling up beneath you to be hidden away from the world and suckling for a portion of your nectar while I rest with your weight on me btw

-Koboldflesh

Oh little kobold... that big, safe wyrm wraps her arms around you. Pulling you close, and hides so well. A strong, taloned hand reaches around and squeezes that breast, flooding that tiny maw, and drenching you a bit in that sweet nectar. A tender cackle follows at your expense, but no genuine malice. You belong to her - even if you were mad, you know fighting this is hopeless.

A rumble sounds over you as she forces you to settle properly, and rests her own massive form over you. A talon as long as your head gently runs over your face, drying it. That nectar filling your belly is so warm... so comforting... the peace spreads through your mind like a gentle wave, wiping away of those unpleasant thoughts. All that remains is the dragon over you, the soft pulsing lights running down her body, and the scent of that seemingly endless meal.

Your wyvern smiles down, in her own way. Rest all you need, as long as is needed. She cares endlessly, and will protect her beloved kobold.