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Story: A Soul to Protect
Nathair currently had a very soft female within his trappings. Her dark, straight lashes frequently caught his attention, and he often wondered what they felt like fluttering against his scales. Her flesh was smooth and giving against the hardness of his own, and she moulded into the space he’d provided.
Her scent was sweet, and he flicked his tongue forward to taste the aroma of it completely filling up the gap of their bodies. Her heart was tiny – a cute little flutter he’d like to clasp onto permanently.
Nathair currently had a lax female on top of him, and the voices in his mind pushed back at his musings on how he could make her even more docile.
He choked back his groan when a tangy and body-tingling scent lifted into the air. He panted, his tongue flicking forward again, as his sight shifted to purple and held it. Although he’dnever smelt a female’s arousal before, the fact his groin jerked hard gave him the impression he’d just discovered it.
And what a remarkably tantalising scent it was.
It didn’t matter that it was light, and barely a drop. His throat instantly dried, like he may be experiencing human thirst.
Although many of his fragments were rather unpleasant, fornication was not unknown to him. He’d experienced it, as both the male and the female in those fragments, and already knew it could feel amazing. The experiences were often muted, but he knew the sounds, the touches, what it felt like to bury and to be buried within.
His sight slipped to her generous chest, wondering if her breasts were perky or droopy. If her nipples were brown or pink, and if that colour would match the slit between her thighs.
This wasn’t his first time having perverse thoughts of the little female he had in his keeping, but it was the strongest. He’d ignored them before, often shoving these fantasies away with the impression she would not want them. She’d never indicated otherwise – not with words, touches, gazes, or even scent.
But now? A small ripple danced down his spine all the way to his tail tip.
She also had his magic marking her, and that satisfied a rather possessive part of him.She would look pretty in my nest.She would fit there, among his other pretty treasures.
He started to reach out, and the glow of his magic upon her clothing glinted against his claw. It looked sharp, deadly, and the exposed part of her chest looked remarkably soft. His protruding knuckle bones looked...wrong,and not like the many human hands he’d worn in his fragments.
He took in the gleam of his black scales beneath her, and how she appeared delicate and pure – and that she didn’t belong against them. Againsthim.
Her arousal is not for me.It couldn’t be.
She thinks of me as safe, not as a mate.Parents, friends, and even pets could make humans feel this way.She is likely thinking of a male of her own kind.One with flesh upon his face, and who had two legs and not a lengthy body. Someone who did not have claws, scales, or who could accidentally envenom her.
Realising he was about to do something idiotic, Nathair gently spread his coils apart. She slowly slipped to the ground, and he released her for his own sanity.
I am not fully lucid.He couldn’t be to have such fantastical, groin-pulsing thoughts of this little female.I have not rested fully.If only he could sleep peacefully.
His life was sleepless, and he was growing tired of existing in it already. This female was not helping. He didn’t feel like himself, especially when the yearning to lick every part of his own body where she’d left her scent on him itched at his tongue.
He’d also never felt so hot before, and the air felt chillier than usual at the loss of her heat. He could see himself growing addicted to her, which would only hurt him when she inevitably chose to leave.
Which she would. Nathair was just waiting for the request.
He was entertaining her here because he liked her. Her personality was docile, but she was also willing to be playful. She gave him smiles that mostly appeared sincere, complimented him on the smallest of things, and was compassionate enough to talk to him even though they could not properly communicate.
I long to speak with her.To ask her questions, and figure out who she really was, where she’d come from, and why she’d latched on to him so readily.
As he backed away from her, his gaze drifted to his nest hidden away on the other side of the crescent floor. He missed resting in it. The way its tall walls surrounded him made him feel secure, but he’d been blocking this entrance for her sake:to prevent Demons entering even if he was in a trance, and to minimise her human scent from flittering down the tunnels.
Linh stood, and she tilted her head down at her chest. She brushed her fingertips over his magic symbol.
“This is really cool. I don’t need a lantern if I have this.”
He wouldn’t do it often. Magic came with costs.
Healing her meant he’d taken on her bruise on his arm. The light required a drop of his blood. Both dimmed his mind, stealing more of his limited strength.
She likely thought him strong, but Nathair was constantly at the edge of collapsing.
He watched her walk around, seeming to inspect everything properly now that she had the light.My scent is all over her.She was on him, he on her, and the mingle of it was rather gentle and pleasant. Once more, the purple of deep desire flickered in his sight as his groin clenched and spasmed.
“I didn’t realise how deep the lake was.” She pointed to it while shining a cheerful smile at him, and he gave her a lusty purr for it.
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