“Mmm…”
The big, green dragon rolled over in his sleep, comfortable in the large, homely cave that Re shared with his much smaller, human partner, Chris. On his back, he seemed to draw someone with him, along his green-scaled hide, though Re had to blink back to full wakefulness to understand just what was happening.
As Re came back to full wakefulness, he groaned, licking his chops, tail swinging lazily back and forth across the cave floor with his partner half on top of him, lying across one of his legs. For who would have woken him up other than his lover, Chris, by sucking on the hard, drooling spire of his cock, after all?
Christóforos smiled around the length of dragon meat that he was about to get into his mouth – which, admittedly, for him, was not all that much. He was much more skilled at taking Re anally than he was orally, considering the size difference between the feral drake and himself, thought that was not a problem to him at all as thick rivulets of cream dribbled down from the corners of his mouth. It was not the dragon’s seed, not yet, but even Re’s pre-cum was more than enough to make a mess. And Re certainly seemed more than productive that morning…
“Mm, good morning…”
Chris only broke briefly from Re’s cock to greet the dragon as he enjoyed the moment, grunting under his breath, already intoxicated with the dragon’s musk and mess as his olive skin was painted with the drake’s cream. He was right where he wanted to be as Re rumbled and curled the tip of his tail possessively around Chris’ ankle: a touch that made Chris only keener to lean into it.
Morning sex really was the best.
Light filtered into their cave, though they had long ago gotten used to waking with the sunrise as Re rumbled a growl, half-slumped onto his side so that he could better push up into Chris’ mouth. The dragon smirked boyishly as he forced Chris to take more than he was ready for, though his tail was what was really in play there as Chris gagged and burbled through a mouthful of messy pre-cum.
With his tail, Re rolled back, pulling Chris up onto his stomach with him, his backside facing the dragon’s hungry muzzle. It was the best kind of position to be in, at least in the dragon’s mind, as he voraciously slurped his tongue straight up into Chris’ muscled backside. His human partner twisted and bucked against him, but, even with the hardening of his own cock, could do nothing about the dragon who was clearly in charge. It was hard not to be at his side – not unless he actively gave over that power and dominance to Chris in loving holds.
“Mmmph…”
Chris’ eyes watered as he tried to focus, though Re made it more and more difficult as that thick, sloppy length of dragon tongue wormed up inside him, wriggling anxiously back and forth as if it was seeking out something that he could not put a name to. Chris moaned as more and more pre-cum slopped from his mouth, their moans tangling in the air as if they were part of the same orchestra. Yet, it was music entirely for their own ears as they grunted and groaned together. The dragon’s tongue wriggled deep and curled back up inside him, against his prostate.
It was almost too much for him as Re thrust and ground, somehow finding the leverage to rock up, using the muscles in his lower back and hind end, from his position. It was not the easiest of positions for the dragon to hold, but it was the best when they wanted to share their pleasure with one another, more and more pulsing pre-cum eagerly filling Chris’ mouth.
He hardly even bothered gulping it all down, for it was all going to end up in the same place, one way or the other, whether it was on him or in him. His head spun dizzyingly, losing himself in the moment, panting and whimpering, though he was right where he wanted to be. Slick pre-cum drooled down his chin, marking his neck, his chest, where his body slipped up against the dragon’s, though he didn’t care for the mess, not when it sent him so adoringly high as if he had become intoxicated on the sweetest of liquors.
Re churred throatily but did not push Chris over the edge, even though his cock throbbed with raw need. No, he could keep Chris there for as long as he wanted, panting hotly over his partner’s backside, tongue slithering and slurping, rimming and eating out his backside as if it was the very first time that the dirty pleasure had been theirs to take. With the scent of his partner filling his nostrils, Re let his orgasm build, closer and closer to the edge, knowing that Chris felt it in the suddenly urgent throbbing of his cock within his mouth.
Chris groaned around him, the light reverberations from his lips trembling deep, though Re had no interest at all in holding back. Why should he when everything was just the way it was supposed to be between them? They were free and had been free for a long time – so it was up to them to choose exactly the way that they wanted to enjoy that very freedom for themselves.
Re bellowed, snarling over Chris’ rump, though did not hold back as he ejaculated forcibly, cum spilling forth into his partner’s mouth, balls aching and throbbing as they sent his load exactly where it was that it needed to go. The creamy load easily spilled over in a thick deluge from Chris’ mouth, but neither partner minded that at all as Chris coughed and gagged – and still did everything that he could to get every creamy drop down his throat.
Chris moaned, slurping up the cum, seed pouring over his head, even slickening his hair down flat to his scalp. It was too much, all too much, the messiest facial that he had ever received, though he was practically bathing in the dragon’s seed at that point. He drew back only for breath, plunging back down to cover the tip of the meaty spire with his mouth, straining with all his might to take down all that he craved.