[Dan Feng immediately malfunctions while he's standing in the doorway, standing stock still like he's trying to comprehend what he's looking at. One can almost see the braincells overheat.]
Uh? [He says, intelligently, one hand still on the doorknob.]
[He closes the door and locks it behind him without taking his eyes off her.
It's another dragon, in his nest, but it's also Valencia, who is also in his nest, and his get this dragon/enemy/other creature/intruder out of my space instinct is going haywire. He wants to do something but he's not sure what. His fangs start to ache, and his claws extend, and he pads soundlessly up to the bed, up to her, eyes dilated so broadly there's practically nothing of the azure left.]
You should leave. [Distantly he's aware of how he's already reaching out to haul her up higher into the bed, off the edge, trying to push her down, trying to cage her against the sheets--] Valencia.
[ Oh, he likes it way too much. She's keenly aware of the strangely predatory nature of his approach, but chooses to let him handle her anyway; unfortunately there's not much in the way of making herself look more submissive like with the cat or wolf ears and tail.
Instead, she stretches out against the sheets, watching him, her palms smoothing over his upper arms to his shoulders. ]
[He's saying her name oddly, going for reproachful but ending up a little bit drunk, mouth working like he's trying very, very hard not to bite her.]
You must. I cannot control myself like this. [With Dan Feng it's always a toss-up of which way he could not, but judging from the way he braces himself with an elbow beside her head, just so he can cradle her face and pet at her temples, he probably does not mean in the violent, stabby way.] What happened? Are you all right?
[ She smiles, her heart rate picking up-- but it's nervous excitement more than fear, seeing him at the edge of control and knowing she's the reason. She's seen him needy before but this was different-- is this how he was with Dan Heng? It's it truly just because she looks like a dragon, or did she call him while he was affected by something else...?
She chooses to believe the former when he touches her, leaning into his hand with her eyes half-lidded as her own delicately settle at the base of his neck, one thumb stroking his pulse point. Her horns aren't particularly large and don't seem all that sensitive when he brushes against them, but her tail, with some effort, curls over Dan Feng's thigh.
The color is high in her face when she speaks again, skin hot. ]
-- I'm fine, it's temporary... I knew you would like it, but this exceeded my expectations?
You call me into my own nest and lie in it like an offering. Your appearance tells me we are biologically compatible and it is taking all of my self-control not to fuck you stupid into the mattress.
[Yes he is that down bad that he's immediately skipped the 'I cannot say hanky panky without shriveling like a raisin' phase.]
She goes entirely bright red, from ears to what's visible of her neck, and-- it does give her pause. The intensity of his stare, his voice-- it isn't exactly helping cool off that desire, not really, but she is trying to think about it logically.
-- He says he can't be gentle, but she wouldn't exactly call him gentle while fucking her to begin with. Before, yes, and after, but during? How violent, exactly, is he talking? Is that normal for dragons? She can't remember ever seeing Jing Yuan or Dan Heng terribly injured after the nights he'd been missing from Gluttony and almost certainly spent with them, but how much more resilient were they in the face of that sort of treatment compared to her to begin with?
There's a long pause, before both of her hands shift up to cup his jaw, rubbing her thumbs delicately over his cheeks. ]
I think-- there's much that I can handle, and seeing you so excited is--
[ a brief fluster; she's trying to speak quickly, knowing his control is a bit tenuous. ]
-- It makes me want you, too. Badly. If you think you'll truly hurt me then I'll... go, as you wish, but-- but I do trust you.
[He leans into her touch, eyes closed, and he makes - a sound. A low, inhuman trill that he's never made in her presence before, and he turns his head to catch one of her hands, so he can mouth at her wrist, suckle a bruise into her pulse.]
You can take it. You will take it. [Rumbled.] Take responsibility.
[ Cute noise??? She has to fight a bit of a smile at that, and she lets him mark up her wrist, her tail coiling some around his thigh to urge him closer over her. She's blushing fiercely at his words, but-- well. She can probably take it. Right? Right. Okay. Yeah, she can. If she can handle Sett she can handle just about anything. ]
-- It's your fault I'm like this?
[ She sinks her free hand into his hair, behind his ear, and finally tugs him back up to her face to pull him into a kiss. ]
[Perhaps Valencia will look back at this very moment hours later when she tries to walk and can't because of one (1) very enthusiastic dragon and realize ah I made a mistake, but for now:
Dan Feng kisses her like a storm. There is no buildup, or slow, sweet drugging kisses. He kisses her like how he intends to fuck her, desperately hungry. He's already rucking up her shirt without so much as a by-your-leave, his claws in danger of tearing the fabric.]
[ -- oh, goodness. She gasps into his mouth, her cheeks hot but lips easily parting for him. It sends a sharp jolt of arousal through her-- and fortunately when he pauses to command her she at least seems in agreement.
She lets go of him to pull off her shirt and bra in the same motion over her head, tossing them to the floor. And after a very brief thoughtful pause she does the same for her pants, hastily kicking them off of her legs.
And-- as she does this, a bit breathless, ]
-- Dan Feng, how do your females-- I mean, how do I make this good for you...?
[Good, she has initiative, because Dan Feng would not have had the patience to deal with her pants. He gets distracted for a moment by the fall of her breasts - hnng - before he sheds his clothes too, immediately naked. He goes back in to put a hand on one of her horns, thumbing the material of it with an awed look on his face.]
You already are very good for me, Valencia. If you would indulge me - I want to hear you. [He smiles at her, one of his fangs catching at his lip. What a gift that she's given him. Dan Feng is so pleased that his ears bounce as he settles in between her ankles - and yanks her close, clean across the sheets, sending pillows flying.] Mark me as I mark you.
[ She ducks her head for him to feel, watching him through the fall of her hair even as she reaches up to gently trace the smattering of scales over his hips. Sadly, her horns don't seem very sensitive at all; but they are pleasing to touch, at least, smooth-ridged and almost warmer than her skin, almost acting like a heat sink.
The yank catches her by surprise though, and she gives a small yelp, her tail whipping sharply against his leg with alarm-- and with an eager look on her face, more excited and aroused by that then she would have thought. This fucking rules, actually? Being manhandled is great when you decide you want it in the first place? She watches him with wide eyes, intent, squirming down some to curl a leg around his hips and press herself a little closer... Noises certainly weren't going to be an issue, probably, but marking? ]
[He's already slick between his thighs, his slit swollen and flushed blue. He puts a hand on her hip - bruising grip as he slots them flush together, hauling her thighs over his.
His free hand comes up - to press a thumb into her mouth, feeling over her canines.]
Your nails - teeth. Anything. So as I claim you, you are to claim me.
[ ... Ahhh, he's going to shred her up. Well, she's been through worse, right? And he's so excited about it...
She makes a soft noise at the feel of his slick against her skin; she's not quite as wet as usual but surely you understand this moved very quickly. Even so, it's not like he doesn't produce his own, so what's the issue... She arches a little, to press down against him. The last few times they'd waited until he was already out and erect, so if it's like this-- will it just slide in? Is this how his kind would normally do it, to begin with? That's so convenient...
She opens her mouth to let him do that-- her teeth aren't any sharper than usual-- and considers his words... then she bites down on his thumb, with gentle pressure. ]
[He makes a sound at that - pleased, the rest of his fingers cupping her cheek.]
Good girl.
[He leans down - nips at her lower lip as he pulls his thumb out. Dan Feng contemplates her for a moment (stares at her, more like, like he's still not actually believing what he's seeing (he isn't)), and then he presses his hands flat against her inner thighs, spreading her wide. It isn't gentle; some of his strength is behind it.
If she's still wearing underwear that is getting ripped clean off - because he's going gather some spit in his mouth and let it drip on the mound of her cunt, slick down the valley of it, with a fascinated, hungry look on his face.]
[ She chases the kiss behind that nip with another small noise; down her body there is some patches of scales, keeled unlike his smoother ones, scattered much in the same way her freckles are.
She shifts just a bit to get an elbow under her to watch him, legs spreading easily under his touch and-- goes bright red when he lets his saliva drip over her. She impatiently baps her tail sideways against his thigh, with an embarrassed groan. ]
[Dan Feng grins up at her toothily, his tail curling around hers and squeezing; it would be enough force to break a mammalian tail, but for Dan Feng, personally, felt very good.]
Am I not allowed to enjoy my present? [He thumbs the slick over her clit, downwards, dipping lightly into her lips.]
[ She shudders-- it's a weird feeling, having his tail constrict hers. It doesn't hurt, per se, but it does restrict the movement, the muscle flexing under his grip as it tries to curl slightly against his. This, combined with the pressure of his thumb over her clit and down, sends a shiver of pleasure straight up her spine.
Only some dragons had tails as prehensile as Dan Feng's, right, so-- maybe this was something to facilitate breeding? To hold the tail out of the way, to gain access, prevent the muscular limb from dislodging them? Ah, she's thinking too much, but it's kind of fascinating to witness the subtle difference in behaviour from him... She reaches down to curl her hand delicately over his, nails lightly scraping over his inner wrist. ]
Ah, well-- there's many more ways to enjoy such a thing...
[The nails scraping over the delicate skin make him jerk visibly, and he instinctively bares his fangs, his jaw opening just a little bit further than what is humanly possible before he catches himself.
Petulantly, he grinds the heel of that hand against her clit, his other hand spreading her lips open before gently hilting a finger into her. It's almost perfunctory - the bare minimum sort of stretching.]
There is one that I like the most. Did you think of what you would do to me, seeing you like this? I am a creature of base instinct.
[ Ohhh finally. Her hips jerk a bit, with the intense and sudden pressure of his palm-- but she sighs with some sort of relief as he presses the finger in, rolling up towards him with an indulgent groan. If she notices the way his mouth moves she doesn't say anything, just keeping her hand down and over his, soft and encouraging.
She really didn't think about it, no. She blushes a bit, closing her eyes, clearly a bit embarrassed. ]
Mn, I thought-- you would be... cute, and maybe a little possessive, and maybe try to bite me... and if I didn't show you, you would have pouted? I was prepared for that. I didn't realize this-- sort of thing was so strong, for you.
[ A sharp noise, tucking her chin-- she does tilt her head away some so he can still bite at her neck, so she isn't entirely rejecting that advance even if it makes her visibly nervous (and not to mention her heart rate spikes). It stings and-- ah, Mark. Mark. She should...
A moment's hesitation before she reaches her other hand up under his arm and behind his shoulder, hugging, her nails digging sharply into that flesh. This, though, gets interrupted by his words, and his hand, and the slick heat heat of his length resting against her flesh-- she's blushing fiercely now, stuttering. ]
[Dan Feng leans back just enough to give her a judgmental look, before dipping his head to steal a kiss, soft and closemouthed, because he can't help it. She's great fun to tease, and her flush is adorable, and okay here he goes again with another kiss, and another, like little knocks on a door.
These might distract her from the three fingers fucking in between her legs, slightly cool - because Dan Feng is using his own slick to ease her open.]
I think of taking you with both cocks, amongst many things, like someone of my own kind can.
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Re: Day 34, early evening
Uh? [He says, intelligently, one hand still on the doorknob.]
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... Don't like it?
[ Surely not. that would be insane of him. ]
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It's another dragon, in his nest, but it's also Valencia, who is also in his nest, and his get this dragon/enemy/other creature/intruder out of my space instinct is going haywire. He wants to do something but he's not sure what. His fangs start to ache, and his claws extend, and he pads soundlessly up to the bed, up to her, eyes dilated so broadly there's practically nothing of the azure left.]
You should leave. [Distantly he's aware of how he's already reaching out to haul her up higher into the bed, off the edge, trying to push her down, trying to cage her against the sheets--] Valencia.
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Instead, she stretches out against the sheets, watching him, her palms smoothing over his upper arms to his shoulders. ]
You don't look like you want me to leave.
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[He's saying her name oddly, going for reproachful but ending up a little bit drunk, mouth working like he's trying very, very hard not to bite her.]
You must. I cannot control myself like this. [With Dan Feng it's always a toss-up of which way he could not, but judging from the way he braces himself with an elbow beside her head, just so he can cradle her face and pet at her temples, he probably does not mean in the violent, stabby way.] What happened? Are you all right?
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She chooses to believe the former when he touches her, leaning into his hand with her eyes half-lidded as her own delicately settle at the base of his neck, one thumb stroking his pulse point. Her horns aren't particularly large and don't seem all that sensitive when he brushes against them, but her tail, with some effort, curls over Dan Feng's thigh.
The color is high in her face when she speaks again, skin hot. ]
-- I'm fine, it's temporary... I knew you would like it, but this exceeded my expectations?
Do you want me, Dan Feng?
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[Yes he is that down bad that he's immediately skipped the 'I cannot say hanky panky without shriveling like a raisin' phase.]
I - I can't be gentle. I am telling you this now.
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She goes entirely bright red, from ears to what's visible of her neck, and-- it does give her pause. The intensity of his stare, his voice-- it isn't exactly helping cool off that desire, not really, but she is trying to think about it logically.
-- He says he can't be gentle, but she wouldn't exactly call him gentle while fucking her to begin with. Before, yes, and after, but during? How violent, exactly, is he talking? Is that normal for dragons? She can't remember ever seeing Jing Yuan or Dan Heng terribly injured after the nights he'd been missing from Gluttony and almost certainly spent with them, but how much more resilient were they in the face of that sort of treatment compared to her to begin with?
There's a long pause, before both of her hands shift up to cup his jaw, rubbing her thumbs delicately over his cheeks. ]
I think-- there's much that I can handle, and seeing you so excited is--
[ a brief fluster; she's trying to speak quickly, knowing his control is a bit tenuous. ]
-- It makes me want you, too. Badly. If you think you'll truly hurt me then I'll... go, as you wish, but-- but I do trust you.
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You can take it. You will take it. [Rumbled.] Take responsibility.
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-- It's your fault I'm like this?
[ She sinks her free hand into his hair, behind his ear, and finally tugs him back up to her face to pull him into a kiss. ]
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Dan Feng kisses her like a storm. There is no buildup, or slow, sweet drugging kisses. He kisses her like how he intends to fuck her, desperately hungry. He's already rucking up her shirt without so much as a by-your-leave, his claws in danger of tearing the fabric.]
Off. Off or I will tear these off you.
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She lets go of him to pull off her shirt and bra in the same motion over her head, tossing them to the floor. And after a very brief thoughtful pause she does the same for her pants, hastily kicking them off of her legs.
And-- as she does this, a bit breathless, ]
-- Dan Feng, how do your females-- I mean, how do I make this good for you...?
Re: Day 34, early evening
You already are very good for me, Valencia. If you would indulge me - I want to hear you. [He smiles at her, one of his fangs catching at his lip. What a gift that she's given him. Dan Feng is so pleased that his ears bounce as he settles in between her ankles - and yanks her close, clean across the sheets, sending pillows flying.] Mark me as I mark you.
Re: Day 34, early evening
The yank catches her by surprise though, and she gives a small yelp, her tail whipping sharply against his leg with alarm-- and with an eager look on her face, more excited and aroused by that then she would have thought. This fucking rules, actually? Being manhandled is great when you decide you want it in the first place? She watches him with wide eyes, intent, squirming down some to curl a leg around his hips and press herself a little closer... Noises certainly weren't going to be an issue, probably, but marking? ]
Mark you how?
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His free hand comes up - to press a thumb into her mouth, feeling over her canines.]
Your nails - teeth. Anything. So as I claim you, you are to claim me.
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She makes a soft noise at the feel of his slick against her skin; she's not quite as wet as usual but surely you understand this moved very quickly. Even so, it's not like he doesn't produce his own, so what's the issue... She arches a little, to press down against him. The last few times they'd waited until he was already out and erect, so if it's like this-- will it just slide in? Is this how his kind would normally do it, to begin with? That's so convenient...
She opens her mouth to let him do that-- her teeth aren't any sharper than usual-- and considers his words... then she bites down on his thumb, with gentle pressure. ]
aiya i forgot nsfw warning
Good girl.
[He leans down - nips at her lower lip as he pulls his thumb out. Dan Feng contemplates her for a moment (stares at her, more like, like he's still not actually believing what he's seeing (he isn't)), and then he presses his hands flat against her inner thighs, spreading her wide. It isn't gentle; some of his strength is behind it.
If she's still wearing underwear that is getting ripped clean off - because he's going gather some spit in his mouth and let it drip on the mound of her cunt, slick down the valley of it, with a fascinated, hungry look on his face.]
we both did... rip
She shifts just a bit to get an elbow under her to watch him, legs spreading easily under his touch and-- goes bright red when he lets his saliva drip over her. She impatiently baps her tail sideways against his thigh, with an embarrassed groan. ]
-- Must you?
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Am I not allowed to enjoy my present? [He thumbs the slick over her clit, downwards, dipping lightly into her lips.]
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Only some dragons had tails as prehensile as Dan Feng's, right, so-- maybe this was something to facilitate breeding? To hold the tail out of the way, to gain access, prevent the muscular limb from dislodging them? Ah, she's thinking too much, but it's kind of fascinating to witness the subtle difference in behaviour from him... She reaches down to curl her hand delicately over his, nails lightly scraping over his inner wrist. ]
Ah, well-- there's many more ways to enjoy such a thing...
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Petulantly, he grinds the heel of that hand against her clit, his other hand spreading her lips open before gently hilting a finger into her. It's almost perfunctory - the bare minimum sort of stretching.]
There is one that I like the most. Did you think of what you would do to me, seeing you like this? I am a creature of base instinct.
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She really didn't think about it, no. She blushes a bit, closing her eyes, clearly a bit embarrassed. ]
Mn, I thought-- you would be... cute, and maybe a little possessive, and maybe try to bite me... and if I didn't show you, you would have pouted? I was prepared for that. I didn't realize this-- sort of thing was so strong, for you.
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[He says, while pouting, leaning down to press biting kisses at the column of her throat; they'll bruise, and Dan Feng would make sure of it.]
Foolish woman. I already spend time with a hand between my legs to your name, why would this be any different?
[Two fingers in, scissoring; against her thigh she'll start to feel the weight of one of his cocks burgeoning out.]
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[ A sharp noise, tucking her chin-- she does tilt her head away some so he can still bite at her neck, so she isn't entirely rejecting that advance even if it makes her visibly nervous (and not to mention her heart rate spikes). It stings and-- ah, Mark. Mark. She should...
A moment's hesitation before she reaches her other hand up under his arm and behind his shoulder, hugging, her nails digging sharply into that flesh. This, though, gets interrupted by his words, and his hand, and the slick heat heat of his length resting against her flesh-- she's blushing fiercely now, stuttering. ]
You-- you-- what? I-- ngh-- w-why would...
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[Dan Feng leans back just enough to give her a judgmental look, before dipping his head to steal a kiss, soft and closemouthed, because he can't help it. She's great fun to tease, and her flush is adorable, and okay here he goes again with another kiss, and another, like little knocks on a door.
These might distract her from the three fingers fucking in between her legs, slightly cool - because Dan Feng is using his own slick to ease her open.]
I think of taking you with both cocks, amongst many things, like someone of my own kind can.
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