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Thoxa went to her computer and switched it on, adjusting a few things so they both could see the screens, and connecting the speakers instead of her usual headphones. Kuro waited patiently enough, but his tail flicked behind him, the only sign of his inner worries. His face had become stony--he was frustrated that Thoxa would turn to her new pact so soon, when she barely understood it. Or herself.
She tried to ignore the agitation she felt rolling off him as she pulled up the page, and then there was a silence as they both looked at the numbers before she even hit play.
“No way. No FUCKING way!!!” Thoxa cried out as she saw the over a million views, about to pass out in her chair from the sheer size.
“What...does that..mean...” Kuro found himself asking in a halting growl, already feeling he knew--and he feared it. Deeply, for all their sakes.
Thoxa turned slowly to face him, his stormy expression made worse by the sharp spikes surrounding his furrowed brow and strong jaw. Swallowing hard, she slowly found her dry tongue again. “I-it means a million people, h-have seen it. O-or at least it’s been viewed that m-much...maybe not THAT many people, p-people can replay it but...”
“A million people. Mortals, mostly.” He huffed, and groaned, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples. A million mortals had seen a goblin singing in her caves. When most mortals didn’t know or pretended not to see Others at all. “Oh Goddess above and below,” He groaned, intoning the old blessing. His mind reeled at the possibilities, and he found himself stumbling backwards to the bed, sitting himself down in a heap.
The pile of mattresses creaked and squished under his body, heat flowing through his nose hotly as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was agitated--this goblin was in such a mess with the human enthrallment, and now THIS! He couldn’t even wrap his head around it. Thoxa watched him, biting her lip, her own mind searching for what to say. “S-sorry...?”
He sighed, rubbing a hand over a large horn. “This is what you wanted though, isn’t it?” He asked slowly, raising his head. “Your music, I mean.”
“Y-yeah. I mean, I already stream but you’d be surprised how many people suspend their belief. There’s many mortals that already mask themselves, so they assumed me one of them, sitting behind my screen.” She gestured to the computer, and the video which was playing now on low. “But this, it’s a little more--dynamic.”
He watched the screen, his expression hard to read as he set his brow and mouth in a line. He had to admit to himself, she was beautiful--as was her voice. “Turn it up a little.” He muttered, and she stopped her worried staring and nodded, turning to the computer and clicking up the volume. The song flowed through the room and the dragon felt it’s thrall even through the tinny speakers. He stood and wandered back over to the PC, his large clawed hand gripping the back of her chair.
“It’s a good performance.” He allowed, his low voice a growl that sent a shiver down Thoxa’s spine, her tail twitching. He saw it out of the corner of his vision, and smirked. “You’re lucky it’s not a more direct or personal song, I think the spell is just weak enough to get you some die-hard fans...”
“Spell?” She gasped, turning in her chair. “L-like with...”
“It’s weaker, and more meant to catch eyes than hearts or obedience so it works but--yes. You sing a spell now Thoxa, no matter how you weave it, it affects mortals. It affects me too,” His nose flared with a heated huff, eyes flicking back to the screen, thin pupils focusing and blue opal irises glittering in the low light.
He was so dark in his scales, shades of midnight blue and deepest indigo black, a shadow in the cavern with her. Huge, his wings folded along his back--she felt small with him in her bedroom, her sacred place. The song ended and the video flicked to recommended thumbnails as she swallowed hard, glancing him up and down as she turned.
“Affect you...how?” She asked, almost as if she was afraid to say it. Yet she couldn’t help it.
His claws clenched into her chair until she heard his claws puncture the faux leather and she winced. “I--” He seemed hesitant too. “Want you.” He ended simply, but the words intoned in a heavy growl as he bent down to meet her face.
The huge dragon, folded down small to a quaint eight feet, still had to bend down to his knees to kiss the little goblin on her chair. His other hand came up to the side of her face, stroking her long ear as his scaled lips pressed to her impossibly small and plush tiers. “Mnn!” She was shocked, eyes flying open and fluttering shut, lost as he controlled the kiss, moving his mouth in small motions, purring almost against her.
She flushed hot all over, feeling her crystals glow and hum in contentment as she shared the kiss with Kuro. It felt different than before--not playful, a means to an end. He moved with purpose, with--wanting. His other hand came free from her chair and curled around at her hip, his huge grasp covering most of her side. Every touch made the little green woman shudder in his grasp, chest rising and falling unsteadily under her tee.
He pulled back with a groan, his thorny brow knit in something like frustration, his hot breath brushing over her face. Her eyes fluttered open, light lashes shading over deep midnight sclera and shining, glowing gold. it was all her, in this moment...she felt the spirit inside her, Sonos, grow still. This was her desire.
Kuro pulled back a little and she felt her heart twist. “I-I’m sorry but--” He gave a seemingly bashful smile. “I can’t help but feel I’m far too big to kiss you the way it’s meant to be,”
She couldn’t help but giggle, slipping off the chair and coming to face him as he knelt down. Even then he was still so tall compared to the three foot of shining goblin. “Then kiss me the best you can!” She leaned up to smooch his snout, hands going to his broad shoulders. “I want the best of you,” She purred softly. “I want it all, no matter how...big.” She flushed a deep teal as his own chuckle vibrated through his chest.
He leaned in, wrapping both arms around her and pulling him against himself. At least in the floor of the cavern, he had room to stretch himself a bit, wings flexing behind him, shadows of silky thin skin over thorny clawed limbs. She felt his heat being wrapped into his chest, it was like an inner fire, flickering, up and down. His head lowered again and she arched up to meet him, her small hands pressing to his scales.
They kissed again, this time his maw opening slightly, growling as he pressed his tongue along her plush lips, pushing for entry. She breathlessly allowed it, feeling his huge forked tongue snake against her own small crystal pierced one, groaning as they stirred together. Groaning, she felt herself drooling, trying to allow his thick tongue entry, but the size only grew the deeper they joined their lip-lock.
He finally pulled back and she gasped, flustered as she swiped saliva from her chin before it dripped. “Jeeze.” She gasped, laughing a little as he chuckled.
“Was it bad?” He asked, teasing as she shook her head, flushed up to her ears. He chuckled again, a hand moving up to toy with the long point of one ear again, causing her to shiver and squirm. His other hand was more than enough to keep her still, moving to wrap almost around her middle. He felt her heavy chest press and jostle softly against him as he teased.
“S-sensitive! Ahhhn~” She whined, biting her lip lest her guest in the next room wake.
“He’s going to be sleeping deeply for some time,” The dragon purred into her ear, tugging it to his mouth as she whined, reading her worry.
Suddenly he scooped her up, leaning back against the worn rug across the floor and dragging her onto his chest. She ended up astride him, and he purred, the vibration running under her legs and backside as she squeaked. Squirming again, she pressed her hands to his huge chest, looking down at him as he put his arms behind his head, looking back up at her with his long neck.
“W-what’s the aim here...?” She asked quietly as he tilted his head.
“To arouse you, tease you, as you have teased me.” He grinned, sharp teeth wide and making a shiver crawl down her spine. “Taking in a little human pet just to satisfy yourself--when you know I’ve already made myself available.” His tone was light, playful, but she pouted all the same, turning a bright teal from nose to eartips.
“I-I didn’t...I-I didn’t know I needed...that.” She gasped helplessly as he laughed, keeping the noise down despite his own warning the mortal wouldn’t be bothered.
“How could you? Everything is unpredictable with the Fae.” He frowned slightly. “Which is why with your singing, you have to be careful. A-and...why I worry.” He might as well come clean with his own thoughts, and she sat up a little more, curious.
“You’re exposing yourself, and while most mortals might have been in disbelief before--I doubt as many will remain that way.” He spoke firmly and low, his eyes suddenly intense upon her. “You have to be careful now that you’ve made yourself known. Made goblins known.”
She felt her guts twist and she bit her lip. “I-I mean, the Shattering exposed us anyway but--”
“But most goblins, most Others, hid themselves in their own ways.” He finished, the familiar refrain from the histories of Fae Kingdoms and the Others.
“And I’ve popped the lid off.” She muttered, slinking down. “I mean, I thought about it sure, but I didn’t think it’d happen this way, and that I’d become so popular so soon...”
“Why did you use your gift so soon then?” He asked, frowning. “You could have taken time to study it, to test...”
“I felt--I had no time to test. I had to just go for it. I felt an energy take hold of me--” She bit her lip and unsaid they both know what she meant. Sonos, the fae spirit currently taking residence in her crystals. He sighed and leaned back heavily, making Thoxa jolt a little atop his chest. She wiggled up to lay across him, her own brows furrowed in worry now.
“It’ll work out,” He finally sighed, assuring her as a hand reached down, stroking through her long long hair. “You’ve changed, but you’re still you. And I have a feeling you’ve always been spontaneous.”
“A little,” She muttered with a giggle, eyes closed as she enjoyed the heat of his large body against her small one. “It’s why I left home, I was the wild child no one cared to understand. But I’ve always had big dreams, I’ve always wanted to be a star.” Her voice grew thick with tears yet he said nothing, breathing slow and steady as he pet her.
“It’s why--I hoped, wished, this was my chance--and in a way, it is. Yet it’d always felt so distant and impossible--now that I see the numbers, the comments, the emails, I don’t know what to do with it. The attention, after--” She sniffled a little, pushing her face down against him. “A-after so long of--s-singing into the void. The empty caverns.” She sighed at the memory, and sat up slowly on his chest, sitting astride.
He sat up slowly too, letting her tumble back into his lap. He chuckled as she wiggled to right herself, but arranged herself comfortably between his thighs, crossed legs acting like a chair. He felt a different flutter of heat, the small blue-ish hued scales at his pelvis flexing and stirring. Not now! That was far too much for this conversation, but Goddess she was soft.
“I just don’t know how to handle any of this,” She muttered again up at him as he put his hands on his thighs, thinking and trying NOT to think of the small woman so close to his crotch, the heat of which only seemed to increase as she shifted a little.
“Well...I guess just...start tackling the things you can?” He offered, though he had no clue about what to do with comments, likes, or emails. He barely understood the video on the screen stuff.
“Y-yeah. I just hope that this really is the start, and yet I’m scared too. What if they try to hunt or hurt me instead of make me a star?” She whined, and he shook his head.
“I won’t let anyone harm you Thoxa,” He said, but he felt the impossibility of that even as he said it. Sonos could harm her with neither of them knowing. “We need to know more about your gift though. Maybe you can have power to protect yourself. You DID save a man and moved stone...that’s pretty damn impressive.”
She giggled and looked up at him, those big eyes shining hopefully. He felt his heart twist, and hoped he could at least make his vow halfway true, in trying to protect her. His claws came up to cup the side of her face, and the suddenly tenderness made her flush and her heart race.
“Take care of yourself too. That’s why you had those cravings, I bet.” He grinned, at least the best his toothy maw could do. “You used your power and the refill is mana energy--apparently through exciting touches.” He put it lightly but she flushed teal again all the same. Cute. “We’ll have to practice, test--in time, hopefully, you’ll know exactly what you need.” Though from the flustered expression on her face, he doubted she’d be bold enough to say it.
“Kuro,” Her voice was soft, hesitant, and it caught his attention.
“Yes, lil one?” He teased, tugging an ear again.
Thoxa’s heart thundered, her body so hot, her mind mixed up but she hadn’t been able to stop thinking of it.
“W-what if I just--want...you?”
He chuckled, leaning down to kiss her again. “You already have me, little goblin. You did before you even knew it.”
Thoxa felt her insides twist nervously, her heart leaping into her chest. Did he mean it? He seemed to show it, deepening the kiss, trying to remember her words. She’d said she’d wanted the best of him.
He pulled back after several heated, drooling, long tongue down the throat moments later, both panting. “I-I think then--w-we should go somewhere else.” He muttered. “So we don’t disturb your guest.” It was more to put her at ease, but he also needed more room. The ceilings here could wear on a tall creature, always ducking from stalactites.
She nodded and looked down at herself, her casual PJ’s she’d worn. “Uhm, gimme five to get ready.” She muttered, ducking out of the room and scrambling to the adjoining ‘bathroom’ cavern. He chuckled and sat on the floor, hitting play on the video on the PC again, listening to the words. Taste of her lips, he was on a ride...his tail swished to the catchy tune, to her voice. It’d been a long time since he’d felt this way, this urging. He only hoped he could quell his own nerves about their--differences.
Meanwhile Thoxa was trying to hype herself up quickly in the mirror while washing her face and body off quickly. “You’re a diva, you got this--s-sure he’s three times your size but, you’re flexible. Dance practice is gonna pay off BIG time.” She muttered to herself as she pulled on a fresh pink thong and her usual attire of a tee tied up under her bust and a little denim mini-skirt, along with her usual boots.
“Okay, ready!” She announced, face flushed as she stumbled back into her bedroom. He chuckled and motioned for them to leave out through the living room--where her new human friend still slept.
Tip-toeing past him, Thoxa fretted one last time in a whisper. “Will he really stay asleep for so long?” She asked as he scooped her up against his side, preparing to jump up through the hole in the ceiling. He cast a look down at the human and paused, then used his strong wings to push them out of the cave. Once on the rocks of the other side, the dragon dropped her a moment as he gathered vines, tying them around a boulder and dropping them down the hole, a makeshift rope.
“There, now he can get out and go home once he’s up.” he grunted, and shook himself, growing larger with each second, a transformation so seamless it was hard to look at really. He offered his tail to raise her up to his huge shoulders, the full might of the dragon under her rump once she positioned herself around a neck spike. Was he impatient? At least he was kind about it.
Once they took to the skies, she spoke to him with her mind, reaching out with her thighs squeezing tight around his scales. “Where are we going, actually?”
“My place.” There was a smugness to his tone even through this strange connection. “If that’s okay?”
“Yes! I mean, I don’t know where else to go.” She leaned close to his spike as the wind whipped her hair long and wild behind her. She bit her lip and wondered if she could close off her mind like this as errant thoughts of what they would do there raced through her mind.
She thought she succeeded as he proceeded to fly up and over the mountains, the mist of clouds brushing her face. He was silent, seemingly focused on finding his home base, his own caves.
Instead he was focused on controlling NOT being a pervert, the connection of the minds strong even if she attempted to hide herself. On the surface, she admired the clouds--but her mind raced with ideas, questions. How would she be able to do that--? Or would it fit if she--
He tried hard to focus on anything but her for the moment, keeping himself composed was even harder the more of a beast he physically was. Thankfully his caverns were up at the peaks in the deep pines, and he flew through the wide cavern mouth, through almost too-narrow tunnels and down into the depths of the mountain. She’d been here before--half the large open space was filled with carved shelves and wooden bookcases, all full of his collection. In the middle was the usual roaring hearth, flaring up at his mere presence and casting shadows along the smooth, glittering walls. His bedding pile was huge near the bonfire, piles of mattresses, pillows, and blankets, enough to at least lay his large upper body and head on when sleeping as a full dragon.
He settled down and she nearly toppled off, panting and wind-swept. His tail lifted to assist the little goblin down and then he slowly morphed to his more ‘manageable’ form again--but here, the ceilings were high above, hanging columns and rising ones breaking up the space. He silently led the way to the pile of cushions, pulling one of the mattresses to the floor nearer the fire, the caverns drafty for the little goblin. She tilted her head as she followed, wondering if he was bothered somehow, his silence stretching into something brooding.
Meanwhile Kuro was barely holding it together, his own mind reeling with the shared questions from her own brain, and trying hard to shake them. He was too old, too mature, to be this way! He could and would control himself. But Goddess it’d been a LONG time.
She perched herself on the mattress and looked up, huge eyes in their black and gold sparkling dark in the firelight. She wanted him--he knew that, could smell it, could feel it in the air, even if he hadn’t been in her head. He knelt next to her, but even like this he towered over her. And too late he realized she was head-level with the softer split of sensitive dark scales between his thighs. His heat rose in his stomach, curling, expectant, yet he did nothing yet.
“You okay?” She broke the thick silence and he nodded slowly, sighing low and hot through his nostrils.
A dragon. A big dragon wanted HER. Was it her spell, or was it true? Maybe both could be possible--they’d flirted and kissed, and he’d helped her kickstart this whole thing by wearing her out. The sudden recollection of his tongue made her flush teal and she swallowed nervously.
“I’m fine. Just--pent up.” He admitted, his voice rolling low like thunder, his own opal eyes glowing bright as he looked down at her, flashing with something ancient and primal. She felt her own insides clench hotly and looked him up and down before her offer, her voice soft and trembling slightly.
“How can I help that...? Can I return the favor of last time...?” She slowly asked, crawling closer until she stood, putting her closer to head level. His long neck bent down, a hand stroking through her long flowing hair, studying her face.
“You sure you’re up for that?” He offered, his breath dangerously hot as it brushed her cheek, her long ear twitching. Heart racing, she nodded, and they united in another kiss. Languid, soft, but full of a yearning. He wanted her, that she was sure of. And her offer had hit the right note.
Once they parted, she pressed her hands to his chest, sliding down as her breath skirted the softer silvery scales of his belly, the blue less pronounced here. He shivered, but his hands just went to her hair again, one of his claws lightly curling her ear. Chuckling, he tugged at it as she whined. “You’re so warm, little goblin.” He breathed as she kissed down his chest and belly, slowly kneeling till she was eye-level with his crotch again.
She saw it now differently--the slit of soft scales split apart a little, slightly slick, revealing the shining back tip of something--phallic. Her breath caught in her chest as she leaned down, curious eyes wide and fingers drifting around the slit. The fluid was slightly glittering, and the black tip was leaking it too. It smelled strongly--masculine, but not in a bad way. Her fingers finally went to explore that edging flared head as it began to push through and he hissed above her, his claws digging into her scalp.
“You do this to me--” He groaned, the sound vibrating through her hands, her mouth as she kissed down and around that slit. “You make me feel and think of things that I th-thought long--gone.”
She leaned up, tilting her head. “So enjoy it,” She giggled brightly, her long tongue reaching out as she leaned in, keeping focused on his expression above her. It was too much, and his cock surged forth more, and then--it’s twin began to nudge underneath. He warmed as she gasped in shock, pulling away.
“This is all of me,” He groaned. “T-two split i-is common in draconian types...” Was he flustered? He was so much older than her, his command of knowledge so vast and yet, he seemed out of his depth as he presented his twin cocks to her. She watched in awe as both finally slid free as he groaned, squirming on his knees. “Help me, touch them again.”
She was in a bit of shock at this point, and leaned in, the cocks already both as long as her arm, and almost as thick. There was more?! Still her hands gravitated towards them, fluttering fingers stroking along their pulsing lengths. For a moment she pulled away again and Kuro felt a surge of shame--maybe it WAS too much. The goblin was simply sitting herself down though a moment, quickly pulling off her boots and then stood closer, her soft body still clothed but pressing close to his leg.
“I-I’m sort of surprised--but it’s fine.” She muttered, trying to put him at ease. He tried to wipe the concern from his brow with a little shake of his head, soon tilting it back as she put her hands on him again. Her crystal claws, finely manicured to points, glided down his lengths, one hand on each. He was huge, bigger and thicker than her arms, maybe even as thick as her head. It made her dizzy to think about, and her mind wrestled with what to do. So she worked on instinct, leaning in and pressing kisses on the closest shaft, at the thick base where the slit still oozed glittering precum.
He groaned, the sound a growling rumble through his body as her warm mouth brushed over the strange ridged surface of his lower shaft. The ridges pulsed a vivid opal blue to match the same colors in his eyes, his shimmering scales of his shoulders, back, and chest. She licked the strange masculine taste, musky and somewhat salted, off his cock as it flexed and dribbled onto her nose. She gasped at the sensation, the precum hot. His body shuddered and his breath came sharp and fast, nearly steaming from his nostrils as he guided his large claws to her hair and ear again, using his grasp to gently push her higher.
She followed the unspoken suggestion with her long, gem-pierced tongue and he growled loudly again, the pleasure seeming to heat his body to extreme levels. His cock almost burned her tongue and her lips kissed lightly as she went to the tip. Her hands kept stroking at both cocks, feeling the drips on her forehead and hair from the one above. Her mouth finally drifted to the tip of the lower one, her jaw stretching as she tried to suckle at it. Gods it was way too big--but she had to try. She wanted him inside her, but that seemed impossible at this point. For now, she just wanted to make him feel good.
“Mnnggg...” She groaned loudly as she parted from his tip, precum and drool washed over her tongue and connecting silvery to his cock. “You taste amazing,” She breathed, truly meaning it. While it wasn’t a usual flavor, somehow the spark of magic inside him made her warmer from the inside out, becoming addictive with each pass of her tongue as she continued on suckling, kissing, and tasting one length before switching to the next.
On the floor behind him, his tail swished and switched as he panted, overwhelmed. No one had touched him this way in as long as he could remember--in ancient times, dragons often had cults of worship, but he couldn’t recall anything beyond The Shattering. No past worship, no lovers--just emptiness and an urge to collect knowledge on the fading world.
But the world was very much alive, just different--and a goblin and he could be together in this way. It was beyond his fantasies. His tail moved out from behind him, around to Thoxa’s side, sliding against her leg and up into her skirt. The end of his tail was rather nimble, and she gasped as it brushed her inner thigh, making her pause in her oral fixation on his twin spires.
“You seem to want to devour me little goblin...” He groaned, his tail trailing, teasing. “Enjoy it, savor it.” His voice was strangely low and demanding, his gaze glowing down at her under his heavy scaled brow.
She sighed lovingly, pressing her jeweled cheek to his upper cock, rubbing her face against him. “I-it really is so nice--they are so nice. You are so nice.” She felt flustered for words, overwhelmed with her desire to really show him how much she wanted him. The size though--it was daunting for the little three-foot goblin. His cock pulsed against her cheek, making her shudder, and he felt the excitement through her body with the grasp of his tail. It now curled her thigh, holding her in place close to him, her shirt getting damp with pre-cum, clinging to her skin.
“Is that so?” He mused with a low growling chuckle. “So nice you worship me--like in the old days.” He grinned, liking this fantasy and wanting to press it upon the little gemstone singer. “It’s a shame the way they dwarf you though, hm.” He added as he watched her face next to them, showing their girth in comparison.
“P-perhaps I can use all of my b-body to worship you...” She muttered, biting her lower lip, her upper fang poking free. She reached for her shirt’s hem and he allowed it, releasing her head and watching with his hands on his hips, taking a proud stance as she tugged the t-shirt over her chest.
Her breasts sprang free with a heavy bounce, heart shaped nipples already slightly perky, skin glowing in the firelight. Her hair flipped out from the shirt and she tossed it on the rest of the bedding pile to their right, the bright purple hard to miss among the dark cushions and white mattresses. Once she was topless she pressed her body against him again, lifting her breasts to try and rub to his lower shaft. For a moment he watched, mulling it all over...and then his tail grasped her leg and pulled.
With a yelp her legs were tugged from under her as she went flat on her back onto the thick mattress, the dragon on her a second later. The whole of his huge body on top of hers...it made her heart race, a little thread of panic in her body from an instinctual place. He was predator, she was prey, he was huge, she was tiny. Just like when they first met, she felt as though she’d be devoured in turn, in a whole different way.
Instead his maw leaned down and he was kissing her deeply again, making her squirm and gasp as his tongue delved into her mouth. He knelt over her, his hands moving to her hips to pull her close, making her legs straddle across his huge thighs. Which meant his slit lined up against her panties and wadded skirt, the cocks pressing against the length of her body, pulsing and leaking. It wasn’t long before she was slippery with precum, her chest a mess.
He growled as he leaned up, leaving Thoxa gasping and bewildered as he reached down. “I will use all of you--your tiny body can worship this monster.” He purred, his eyes narrowed on her as she looked panicked slightly. His hands wandered from her hips to her skirt’s hem--gripping, and then ripping. She cried out softly as he easily ripped through the denim, shredding it off her thighs and tossing it aside. A second later, one delicate claw hooked into the strap of her thong and tugged, snapping it apart with no effort.
The little goblin’s heart was nearly in her throat by this point, and looked down her nude form, seeing the shine of her stretchmarks across her belly, her chubby pussy hidden to herself--but he could easily see. It glistened with need, and one finger reached down, rubbing her tender little slit as she groaned and squirmed. “Needy little pop princess, hm? Don’t worry, maybe once I have mine, I’ll give you the mana you crave...” He chuckled, the sound shuddering through her body as his cocks drew back and rubbed against the length of her, from her pussy to her belly. The top one angled up growing almost longer, the tip nudging her chin as he groaned and positioned himself, holding her hip with one hand, grasping a heavy breast with the other.
His claws dug in as his hips began to move, the slippery softness of her body under him jiggling. She cried out again, this time a sound of shocked pleasure, as his heated cocks rubbed their ridged against her sensitive center. Every sound each of them made echoed through the other, her crystals glowing as she got so excited, her body now simply acting on it’s own as it writhed under him. She felt carried away as he humped his cocks against her, fondling her, squeezing her softness as she tipped her head down, long tongue tasting at one of the twin cocks.
It didn’t take long for Kuro to feel as though he was also carried away, rubbing her softness, feeling the aching urge build as his heavy sack emerged last, potent cum waiting to be spilled after too too long. He growled and arched his back, putting more muscle into it as the little goblin could only grasp one breast herself to try and wrap his lower spire in their softness, and arch against him to feel the delicious friction of his cock against her pussy, her belly, her chest. His claws dug in, scratching her delicate skin as she moaned, his tail grasping her leg to keep her in place against him, tugged to his hips.
Thoxa suckled his pre-cum as he leaked over her body, but her own pussy leaked too--honeyed slippery threads soon connecting his lower spire to her pussy with every thrust against her body. She was burning up, the heat of the dragon seeming to surround her, fill her up. Her body burned and ached and despite the roughness of his treatment, she found herself whimpering softly. “M-more, more...”
Those words seemed to make the dragon, too long pent up, come undone. He roared out, loud and wordless, shaking the cavern around them and causing the flames to rise higher as their magic met in the shared passion of the moment. Her body arched against his as his cocks began to twitch and pulse, and suddenly, a flood of opal white spilled over her.
All over--her face took the brunt of the top cock, her eyes quickly squeezing shut as the deluge washed over her. The lower cock felt so good as it throbbed hot against her, Kuro’s hips still slipping against her as he came. She couldn’t help but feel a heat in her rise as she was covered, and mouth full of dragon cum, sweet and salted, she found her pussy twitching and throbbing too, arching hot against him as she cried out, her gush adding to the mess. She couldn’t help it, mana and pleasure flowing through her, overwhelming and overstimulating, her body rubbed nearly raw and punctured in some places.
After a long moment of growling and shallow humping, Kuro panted and looked down, eyes narrowing on the mess he’d made. Chuckling, he reached down and used a thumb to wipe the mess from her face as she sputtered and coughed for air, tongue still swallowing him down.
“S-sorry--” he muttered with another rueful chuckle, seeming to remember himself. “I-it’s been awhile...”
That was an understatement.
“Oh Gods...” She gasped, and reached up for help. He sat on the drier side of the mattress and pulled her messy nude form onto his lap as his cocks began to shrink slowly back into his scaled slit. He kept wiping the cum from her face and hair the best he could and she looked down at herself, bewildered all over again.
“W-what a mess.” She finally said with a little giggle. “I-I had no idea what I was in for--”
“Sorry,” He sighed again, kissing her now dry cheek. “I should have warned you but I also didn’t want to scare you away.” She couldn’t help but agree with a few fervent nods.
“W-well now I know.” She laughed, leaning against him, pleasure and magic still buzzing in her veins. “I’m just--such a hot mess now. Cum covered doesn’t begin to describe it.” She continued to laugh as he rolled his eyes. Silly goblin.
“Well, all caverns connect in ways, mine are no different. There’s a hot springs about halfway through the crystal corridor, we can bathe there--” He paused, looking at her tee, then her torn other clothes. “Uhm, maybe after I see what’s in my hoard for you to wear. Sorry again.” He seemed almost shameful, inclining his head to nuzzle her hair and nibble her ear.
“It’s fine, really! I had fun--i-it was a little scary, but like in the same way as stealing stuff is. Harmless fun.” He was about to ask about THAT when she continued. “So--what do you have that’s goblin sized?”
He cringed and stood, his arms cradling her effortlessly against his chest. “Hm, let’s go look. Not much I wager.” He paced to the other end of the long cavern, pillars separating the spaces somewhat. The other end was his hoard--bookcases and wardrobes storing treasures neatly. He opened an ornate oak wardrobe, silky fabrics of many cuts inside. He gave the goblin in his arms a hard look then his clawed finger roved the hangers of dresses.
“This one.” He pulled out a loose fitting slip dress of black and blue, grinning a little. “Match me a little, as my treasure.” He teased, but she giggled all the same.
“Perfect. Now, lets go...I’m starting to feel kinda gross...” She muttered, but he put her down and handed the garment to her.
“You’ll have to carry that--once I change again, I likely won’t change back for awhile.” He warned. She simply shrugged with a little smile.
“Will there be a hot spring pool THAT big?” She teased, stepping back as he growled a chuckle and began to change.
Loving a dragon was certainly--different. Yet as she witness how big he REALLY was, she couldn’t help but feel curious--
“I can hear that,” His voice vibrated in her head and she flushed, hurrying to scramble aboard--nude.
“Make it quick!” She responded aloud as her face brightened teal, pressing herself to his warm scales as she held the dress under one arm, trying to keep it clean. With a rush of wings, they were off--and Thoxa couldn’t help but feel reinvigorated, proving the dragon right about pleasure sustaining her mana. At least she had at least one willing partner for that now...