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Aiming to take the dragon’s right eye and the power that lies within it, you were walking down, with your Fiendbane in your hand ready to strike. After walking down the stone staircase, you found the dragon in the cavern, lying next to a pile of gold jewels, one of them, a necklace was hung on it, being lazily swung around. It looks sharp, you thought for a second, but didn’t give it any more thought, you were going for it.
It, or he, was lying on top of a wooden bed, not facing you. His tail and the rest of his body were adorned with sharp, black scales, but in the middle of his wide torso, you could faintly see a red hue. Red and black seemed to be a dangerous combination; he reminded you of a blood moon that gave you chills whenever you saw hanging on a dark sky. As he kept swinging the necklace around, ignoring your presence, you heard the necklace clinking against the end of his tail, giving you goosebumps. I can do this, you kept going, trying to not make any more sounds and make him aware of your looming presence. Even your breathing had halted.
But what if he already knew?
He picked up a lamp from the golden pile as you approached, bringing it to his face to admire it carelessly. You felt the heat of his body just when you were close enough to strike, making you release the breath you had been holding. His body radiated warmth like he had a fire burning within hm, something that he needed to release. He still didn’t seem to have felt your presence, though, so you knew this was your best shot at striking him. But just when you were about to…
“Ah!” You gasped, as you felt the hard scales of his tail grab you by the waist and pull you next to him. You could now see the face of the white-haired man/dragon hybrid, and the first thing you noticed was that one of the scales that adorned his body, also complimented the man’s sharp jawline. He had a sharp red stone sitting on his, muscular chest, right above where his heart should be, you felt. It must be a jade, you thought to yourself.
“Tch, I knew it,” he grunted as your breathing fastened, “Your footsteps are noisy. And you breathe heavily.”
After all that effort that went into not being caught? Really?
“Consider yourself lucky as now I’m bored to tears,” he said as you looked into his red eyes. You hadn’t just brought one dagger, and you thought, you could strike him again. When you tried, faster this time, you taunted him, shouting “I haven’t brought just one dagger!” It was no use, though, as he quickly dodged the weapon and lied on top of you, watching you writhe underneath him. The heat that was emanating from his body was even closer now, as his breath hit your face, you could not look away from him, his red eyes, sharp face, the stone in the middle of his chest…
He was achingly handsome, and he probably felt it between you, as when you shifted your hips to try to get away from his grasp, you could feel his warm lower body getting a little harder, and even though he was half hard, you could feel how big it was getting.
He smirked as he hovered just above your lips. “I have to admit you’re clever at times, but your skills leave much to be desired,” he taunted you back. “If you still have your skills, now’s the best time to use them, mortal.”
You couldn't help yourself. You wanted to feel, to know what his body, his scales, the stone—all felt like. How hot would he be burning by the time your hands grazed him? How close would he let you get to him before you’d have to kill him? You had to know, or you would never forget this day. You put your hand on his chest, your fingers slowly grazed atop his hard chest, the stone—your hand felt as if you were putting it next to a roaring fire to get them warm. “I don’t have anything else…” you murmured flirtatiously, “I was bored and just playing around. You’ll let me go, yes?”
He moaned softly when he felt your hands atop his body, for a creature like him, feared as he was, you wondered how long it must have been since the last time he was touched so gently like this. “When you tried to kill me, did you consider that it would end up like this?” He smirked again. You remembered your mission, you couldn’t afford to be distracted by the growing ache in your own loins; you had to kill him. Your hand softly went up—up, until you could finally attempt to strangle him.
However, he quickly realized what you were about to do, and his hands pulled at your waist, bringing your back in front of his body, he hovered above your neck, and you felt his warm muscles glide across the bare skin of your arms. “I see, your overconfidence truly led you to believe I’d be merciful…” he complained. His tail was grasping your waist just then. It leaned closer, closer, and you couldn’t know what to focus on more, his breath just above your neck, or his tail coming dangerously closer to just near the end of your skirt.
“Feel your heartbeat right now,” he whispered as his tail held you tighter, and you had to bite your lip to stifle a moan. “If I apply more pressure at this very spot…” the tip of his tail pointed at your vulnerable body. “Your heart will never beat again. Are you going to stay this weak forever?” Your dagger, which he had thrown away, was lost somewhere within the cavern now.
Just as if this was not enough, you felt his mouth come closer to your neck. “This will be the mark for the first time,” he grunted, and you felt his sharp teeth and warm tongue invade it. He had bitten you, and even though it hurt like hell, you couldn’t help but clench even more down there. “Until this mark disappears, you will have two more chances to take my life. Prove to me that you can be stronger,” he smiled. “Ahh—” it was a moan from you this time.
“What was that,” the dragon laughed as he pulled you even closer to himself. “Are you moaning out of pain, pleasure, or something else? Or perhaps, it’s both…” he whispered, his tail moving downwards. “Please, dragon lord,” you gasped, not even knowing what you wanted from him. Was it pain you wanted more of, or pleasure? From his neck bite you knew that he was very skilled at giving you both at the same time. Just then you felt his tail slide in between your thighs, just underneath your skirt, making your legs shake. “I see…” he continued, “Are you just lonely as I am? Perhaps we can find a way to make this encounter more exciting.”
Oh, how lonely you were. He couldn’t even know. Maybe even as lonely as he was.
“Yes, keep going,” you couldn’t help but say, your pussy ached for whatever it thought was about to come. His hips grinded against your ass from behind; you felt just how hard he had gotten from just feeling you and hearing your wanton moans for him. “Do you want this, pretty mortal?” He whispered again, and his tail reached your panties, the tip of it slowly setting them aside. “You can put it in,” you gasped. “Do whatever you want, just please, take this ache away. I’m begging you.”
You moaned even louder when you felt the tip of his tail brush against your swollen clit, almost as if he knew where it was. The tip was sharp, but its texture was also as smooth as calcite. He was tickling the area so deliciously that you arched back against him, your hand leaning back to hold his neck.
“So sensitive,” he whispered as his tail continued its movements. “I can feel how wet you are getting on my tail.” His tail was moving downwards, pulling your panties to the side completely; it slowly slid into your pussy. You felt, inch by inch, the texture of his tail, the different cracks and shapes it held, stimulating every corner of your body.
“Oh, yes,” you gasped as your rocked your hips against his tail, riding it while it continued to stretch you out with its sharp yet silky corners. It had been so long since you had been touched in any way close to this, too, and you felt you were going to have an orgasm pretty soon.
“Look at you, twitching and clenching around me,” the dragon taunted, pushing his tail slowly in and out of you. You let out a gasp every time one of the specific corners of his scales rubbed against your clit, increasing the pain and pleasure he was giving you. “Are you going to make a mess on it?”
His other hand which was not gripping your waist crept up higher, and he wrapped it around your throat, just as you had attempted earlier yet failed. He was not strangling you; he was pressing hard enough just to cut your airflow a tiny bit, not to kill you, even though you had arrived here having to kill him. The added stimulation of being squeezed just the right amount brought you to your climax even quicker; your pussy tightened itself around the scales.
He kept holding you as you rode out your climax, his hand began to leave your throat just then. He leaned in close to your ear and whispered, “Good girl. You took what you needed from me… Now, can I take something from you?” His tail left your pussy and inched closer to your ass, while he rubbed his erection against your pussy. You felt that he had something different in his mind, and you weren’t done with him either.
“Go ahead,” you moaned as you felt the tip of his tail poke at your rear entrance. When it slightly pushed in, you gasped, louder than he had ever heard you. It was painful, but also so exciting, that the slight fear you had dissipated immediately.
He laughed, “I can tell you haven’t done this before…” and kissed the spot where he had bitten you minutes ago. “Relax yourself… you can handle it, can’t you,” he dared.
“I can,” you gasped. His tail was poking in and out of your rear entrance, but he was not going as deep as he would if it were your pussy. He wasn’t trying to push you too hard, you knew, he respected you too much for it, your courage, your playfulness. Even though you had come here to kill him, even though you were supposed to be enemies, he respected you too much to push you. He then started to push his erection inside if you, you were so wet and stretched out that he slid in easier than he had thought, considering how big he was. “O-oh…” you moaned at him, and he swallowed your moans by turning your head back to his and kissing you, invading your mouth with his tongue, your ass with his scales, and your pussy with his cock.
You were full of him everywhere, and it wasn’t too long until you were approaching your second climax; being overstimulated from three different holes had pushed and pushed you further towards it. Your bodies were arching against each other now, and he was moaning next to your ear, then pulling at your earlobe with his sharp teeth, adding even more stimulation to your body. “Be a good girl and come for me again,” he moaned, as you felt him twitch inside you.
He must be close too, you thought, and just then, you came with the force of your climax making your whole body shake and tremor in his hands.
He was kissing your neck and pushing his teeth on the mark he had given you as he came, just a few moments after you, his cock stilled inside you while his tail left your rear. He was panting as his hot release filled you up; his moans sounded so deep that you shivered from fear and excitement once again. You had laid with a dragon lord, and you didn’t think you could have as much pleasure as this day after; you weren’t sure you even wanted to “escape” his grasp now.
“I suppose your clock starts now,” he whispered as he pulled his cock out of you. “You’re lucky I made the mark deeper, you have more time to kill me now,” he snickered.
You were panting as you turned to face him, your panties wettening even more from his cum leaking out; you looked at his handsome face and laid your head on his bare chest, right next to the jade on it. To your surprise, he allowed you, even holding you upwards as your body threatened to give out under him. “I can’t—how could I kill you,” you panted, leaving both of us with questions on what would happen when the mark disappeared…