title: 'Marco Lust: Slipping Inside the Dragoness' aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Amethyst_Mare] id: [45771343] date: 星期五, 八月 26日 2022, 10:48:43 上午 modified: 星期一, 八月 29日 2022, 10:23:55 上午
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Marco Lust: Slipping Inside the Dragoness
Author: Amethyst_Mare Source: Marco Lust: Slipping Inside the Dragoness
She was huge, completely dwarfing his small frame, his body about half the size of a single one of the dragoness’ feet. Blue – the nickname given to him by his friends in college had stuck, though it was only a few years on from then – had worried that she was going to step on him when they had first come into contact with one another, out in the Welsh hills where he was walking, but Davina had been far too careful to allow that to happen. On the contrary, the dragoness had bent down and picked him up in her hands, after asking permission, and cradled him gently while she moved him to the mountaintop that he had been trying to crime.
“There’s no sense in walking and forcing yourself on when you’re already so tired,” she’d said with a smile on her muzzle, her scales green and rich with a sense of the land itself. “You want to go up still, don’t you?”
Of course, Blue had, but he had been so tired that he was going to merely rest for a while before working his way back down. It was nice to still be able to get to the peak and take a photo, just for himself, his backpack laid down on a rock with his lunch set beside it. Up there, there was only him and the dragoness, the wind whistling around them in a companionable quiet, peaceful in their isolation.
Davina was sweet, kind, helpful, a dragoness of her own rules and dominion, caring for the land around her while she lived a life that many would dream of, a natural cave her home, tucked away from the elements. That she was naked, however…provided a complication. Blue was just a man and her body was gorgeous from head to toe, plenty of her to admire. Whereas the dragons of the wilds were mostly non-anthro varieties, walking on four legs and taking themselves away from humanity, she stood on two legs, the wings on her back not functional, but pretty.
The sunshine shone through the membranes of them as she stretched them out, working out the kinks, her tail curling around her feet as she sat with her knees drawn up partway towards her chest. Her breasts, of course, were on show, though Blue tried to politely avert his eyes from them. It was their first time meeting, after all, but…he didn’t want to seem as if he could only see one thing about her. At least she was able to keep her legs modestly together so that his eyes could not wander to more dangerous zones still.
They talked, quietly, the dragoness’ voice deeper, though Blue suspected that was because of her size, how he perceived her tone. Yet the boom of it was soothing, trembling through him with a light reverberation, yet in an exciting way, not in the way that would have dulled his mind and his senses, lulling him softly and sweetly towards the calmness of sleep.
She told him of her life and, slowly, stretched out, while he tried to tell her about things that he thought might be interesting to her.
“One day, you must go to London,” he said, waving his hands about as he tried to show her how big the buildings were. “They’ll tower over even you, oh, it would be such fun…”
Davina laughed lightly and shook her head, her lightly curved horns, with a “kink” in the middle, catching the sunshine. They were a lighter shade of green to her body, a line of spines, with generous space between each one, running down her back in a rusty bronze shade.
“Oh no… I’d love to see, Blue, but it’s too far for me. I wouldn’t be able to cover myself up adequately for somewhere like that.”
“So, you stay out here on your own…” He said, struggling to find the words to cover what he wanted to say. “With only other dragons for company?”
“Well, you too, for now,” she said with a chuckle, blue eyes sparkling. “It’s nice to have someone else to talk to… Your accent is very soothing too, Blue. It’s usually only tourists from further away that climb these peaks and they just try to take photos of me. I don’t like that. It’s not my fault I’m so big – let alone that I can’t cover up everything.”
“Yes…” Blue sighed, looking down. “I can see how that would be a problem. But you shouldn’t be confined out here. It seems really lonely…and cold.”
She chuckled.
“Oh… Well, the fire inside, I can breathe fire – that keeps me warm, you see. I can even be like this in thick, deep snow and it doesn’t bother me. The only thing I wish I could do is fly! I always see the other dragons flying by, they don’t often stop, and I wish I could join them.”
She tilted her head back, staring at the clouds, the wispy trails of them on the clear, crisp day, on the cusp of Autumn. Soon, the colours of the mountains would change from their luscious summer greens to softer shades of the hibernating season, but Blue didn’t like the thought of Davina being up there all alone. It didn’t seem fair to her, even though he had not known her for long.
Yet the dragoness seemed to have something else in mind, staring at him for several long moments as she crawled closer, making it impossible to avert his eyes completely from the sway of her breasts. On all fours, they pulled down under the influence of gravity, the peaks of her nipples pert in the breeze. He coughed into his hand, a light blush colouring his cheeks and throat. Not admitting to the tightness between his legs, Blue gasped, startling when she scooped him up in her hands, though he did not object.
With her blue eyes on him as they were, so sharp and piercing, all he could do was shiver before her, quivering, wanting it, though…he didn’t want to do anything untoward. In a way, he didn’t want to be like those people who had been so crude as to take photos of the dragoness against her will, without her permission, without even asking her what she wanted. Blue wasn’t like that. Though he could not resist the lure of her body either, enjoying the sight of her, feeling so small and insignificant against the dragoness who towered.
She could do anything she wanted to him, hurt him, anything. And yet Blue trusted without honestly knowing that she wouldn’t. Just because.
“I know you’ve tried to be polite,” she breathed, pulling him to her in the cusp of her hands, closer and closer to the hills of her breasts. “But it’s okay. I… I think I might like this. Some other humans have enjoyed it too. Do you want…to spend some time with me?”
He thought he breathed out a “yes”, but his agreement was there in spirit if not verbally, though he was sure too that the dragoness would not have done anything that he didn’t want. She was too kind, too caring, too gentle in appearance, a giant beauty who spoke with a rumble of wind, the turn of the mountains something that she was all too familiar with.
He clung to her thumb, but all too quickly he was between her breasts, the huge mounds dwarfing him as he squeezed between them, Davina swiftly putting her hands on either side of her tits. It stopped them from sliding apart from the pull of gravity, Blue blushing furiously, tucked away in the warmth of her.
“Oh… Davina… It’s…”
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