Hey there guys and gals GhostNobody here checking in to make sure everyone is ok what with this corvid doing its thing and breaking the world, that's why I'm putting out this a little early to hopefully do my little part to keeping everyone sane.
I at least hope you are enjoying things with this little adventure in interspecies love and co-operation, I know that these last few chapters have focused primarily on the characters and their thoughts and feelings and not too much on the zombies or the death outside but there are reasons for that and I will attempt to explain that here for you, first thing you have to understand is that while it feels like a lot has happened the time passage here is not high, while it may feel like a long period has passed its really only a two day period on ground as I have spent most of the time focusing on the characters and developing them and their relationships early on, this is to give the level of depth and background I wanted to give to my characters so you get a real organic feel for them and to know them then hopefully care for them as I do.
For me there just isn't a simple way to do that on the fly for you see secondly I didn't want it to cause a pause button effect on the battles and action when it happens an trust me it is coming, oh boy is it coming, when the battles happen its going to be pretty much non stop so it's going to be kinda hard for me to get in any time for the romance and the feelings other than the horror and all the nasty that comes with zombie horror, so I decided to create this kinda bastion of calm within the team to build on the budding relationships or to carry them into actual relationships as the case maybe.
Take for example this chapter will be split into three parts so it can show the same time period from multiple perspectives one at a time in much greater detail, each of them getting their own section instead of jumping back and forth as I usually do, each section will get is own chapter so to speak but as big as they are it will all be one gigantic chapter, like this one itself is over 12k words long but each will get is own name so you can tell them apart.
I won't be dealing with all the couples or budding couples as the case maybe here in this chapter, I do want you guys to have something to look forwards to later on, so never fear if the pair you are rooting for don't appear here, there is still plenty to come yet.
Let me know in the comments or by IM what you think of this approach and of any ideas you guys have as I'm as always happy to try and work them in if I feel they fit in and you guys have already given me a good few already, I'm looking at you Doug, Sandy and CelfwrDderwydd ;)
So guys let me know what you think and don't forget to vote in the poll on how you want me to work the next part of the Hunter Hunted series, I'll most likely be setting up one for the name before long so watch out for it.
So this is GhostNobody signing off and saying on with the show...
Chapter 21 Part 1:Dragon Heart.
"Whoa, easy on the beard! Are ya trying to tear it off!?" Tank yowled as Moodstone pulled him into the room they'd grabbed for themselves by his beard.
Moodstone couldn't help but hide a sly smile at this, she didn't like hurting him, far from it, but she knew that this wasn't really hurting him, if it was she'd have never done it, this was more of a jolt to his senses than anything, something that shocked his senses because he really didn't have a defence against it, the amount of actual pain was minimal at best, granted, if she yanked hard enough she would pull out a dirty great chunk of his bright fire red hair, and that would cause him a fair amount of pain, but she was under no illusion that if she did that then she would deserve to find herself upside down in a crumpled heap after he retaliated with a back hander and, given his strength, she wouldn't stand a chance, but he would never hurt her, just as she would never hurt him, this was just being playful, if she'd thought for a single second that either he was truly in pain or actually wanted to be let go she'd have done so in a heart beat.
Once inside the plush room she turned and closed their bedroom door before locking it, all the while still holding onto Tank's beard like she was leading a horse, "What are ye playing at now, ya wee beastie?" he said softly, almost like he was exasperated, but she knew it was an act, she knew her Tankie well, and he knew her well, she knew he was playing along with her, making her believe that she was winning something from him by sheer determination, she wasn't stupid, she knew he had her figured out, but it was one of the many many things she loved about this gentle giant of hers, when she wanted to be in control he let her be without a fight, (Well, unless that's what she was looking for, of course) but she made sure that when he did she rewarded him greatly for it, otherwise what reason would he have to do it?
She did the same for him too, in fact, some of her most fond memories involved Gregor when he was in one of his take charge kinda moods, because, ohh boy, when this beautiful man of hers wanted his passion he was as fiery as his hair and it warmed her to her very core to the be the object of a want so deep and powerful, it was like a handsome bear craving you and there was nothing you could do to resist, not that you wanted to either.
But, right now, she was in a playful mood and she was going to make this beautiful gentle man the sole centre of her world, she was going to show him every ounce of her love for him, she was going to tease him, rev up his engine and just when she thought he couldn't take any more she was going to bathe him in her passion, he had it right when he called her his wee dragon and now she was going to show him her dragon's passion.
While still holding on to his beard she gently led him over to a chair that had a broad wide back and long curved arm rests, she stopped him before it, "Hmm, I think it would be wise to get you ready before you sit down, otherwise things might get a bit tricky later on," she said with a husky growl to her voice, as she spoke she let go of his beard and he reached up and rubbed it, making her wonder if she'd pulled a little too hard on it, but he didn't look hurt or angry, in fact, that's when she saw something that warmed her heart, what she called his secret smile.
Gregor was a prideful man, he couldn't help it and, she had to admit it, was one of her truly favorite things about him, he took absolute pride in everything he did, giving his work and his absolute all to make sure everything he made was of the highest quality, but it wasn't just that, Gregor threw his absolute all into everything he did, his pride was his power, his drive, his focus, it drove him forwards like a relentless engine with no reverse gear, he would never stop and he would never back down.
Which, she could admit, was sometimes a pain in the tail as it made him unendingly stubborn, but it just meant she had to be smart, hitting him head on in an argument was never going to work because he would just dig in his heels and it would be like trying to push a mountain uphill, but she was smart enough to know it was easier to move around him, pushing against him was impossible, you simply wouldn't win, in order to win an argument with him you had to slowly and gently show him your point of view and let him see it for himself.
But right now they weren't arguing, they were playing, this was their play time, "Take it off," she said, her voice powerful and in control, Gregor smiled that wonderful deep smile of his.
"Now who am I to refuse a lady?" he said softly, and he unlocked the plates of his huge chest plate and pauldrons, lifting the huge upper section off his huge shoulders and chest, which were still covered by the skin tight suit that her wore underneath, she couldn't help but think that most people wouldn't be able to lift plate, let alone wear it, she knew she couldn't, and she wasn't weak by any measure of the imagination.
Next up came his boots which, when removed, did absolutely nothing to reduce his height, Meesa could feel her heart pounding faster and faster with every little bit that he took off, that's when she saw him smile at her, he knew exactly how much she enjoyed watching him strip off and just looking at him in general, his giant body was like the sweetest feast for her eyes, and she loved admiring him and knowing that all that she saw belonged to her and her alone, hand of neither skin, nor fur, neither scale other than hers alone got to touch him.
Last up were the heavy over pants that went down next to his chest plates, this left him dressed in only the skin tight under suit that simply took her breath away, it was like he was sculpted rather than born and bred, but still, in her mind, she gave silent thanks to his parents for their excellent genes that had brought this exquisite male into being, brought this exquisite beautiful human male into existence and raised him just for her, for a female of another race to swoop in and pluck him away from his own kind.
Her eyes ran up from his feet up his calves to his absolutely humongous thighs, these things nearly put T'Shara's to shame, his legs reminded her of the huge roots of the trees of her home world, so incredibly dense and strong that he looked like if he dug in he could probably push a mountain uphill, a face that when her eyes roamed a little higher and came up onto his back, that looked like it carved of solid granite she genuinely believed that he could.
Next up were his shoulders, which were way over twice the width of hers, in fact, there was no safer feeling for her in this world than when he brought her into his chest and wrapped those humongous arms of his around her, she could feel the truly incredible power in every fibre of them, powerful enough to crush her like a toothpaste tube if he squeezed hard enough, which, with the power he had, was not very hard at all, not even close to what he was truly capable of, but not even once, not even a single time, had he ever even accidently hurt her, she had never met someone so in complete control of himself as he was, but she supposed when you had gifts like his you had to learn control and self discipline, or you would be destined for a life of regret and pain as you hurt everyone you ever cared about, either by accident or with intent.
Having any form of control over a being this powerful and beautiful was a true honor and one that you should revere at all times, because it was only through their choice that you got anything at all, because, if they didn't want it, there would be nothing you could do about it, nor should you.
Gregor saw her licking her lips with her long forked tounge as her eyes roamed over him and he gave her a playful smile, "Ya like what ya see do ya, wee dragon beastie?" he asked softly, his lips forming into that soft perfect smile smile that made her heart do flip flops in her chest, though, if anyone else ever called her a 'Wee Beastie' or 'Dragon Beastie' she'd have socked them so hard in the mouth that chewing might have become a bit of a problem with their lack of teeth, but from him there was literally zero insult in the words and she knew that he meant them as a playful nickname meant with the greatest of love and respect for her.
But she was in a playful mood today so she wasn't just going to give her secrets away without a little prying, 'You'll do, I suppose," she said playfully, and she saw him raise a large bushy eyebrow as his blue eyes sparkled, by the great tree, she loved those eyes of his, so bright and full of life and love, like bright sapphires in his head.
But Gregor knew how to play the game, and he could play it with the best of them, he knew how to tease her and play with her so she'd wind up losing herself just as easy as she could do it to her, case and point with what he did next.
"Oh? Just do will I? Hmmmm, oh well, then if you're not that interested in me I guess I'll just take a shower and get some sleep," he said, and with that, he turned and, in a single move of grace you'd hardly believe a man of his size could do, he stripped his under suit off while turning his back on her, revealing his rippling muscles to her and making her whole body light up like one of these trees Spike insisted on putting in the middle of the ship every December.
All these bright sparkling warm little lights of joy and passion and want and need and a million little blinks all firing at once inside her, all sparkling and making her insides all glittery and warm, by the great tree, he really knew how to push her buttons, this devilish male of hers.
Meesa moved like lightning, shooting forwards with graceful speed that caught him by surprise as she managed to spin on the spot like a top, using his leg as a counter balance, "Whoa! What the fuck!?" he exclaimed as she caught hold of his beard, bent him forwards, used one of his arms and spun him on his toes so that he faced her then, while he was off balance, pushed him backwards right in the chest, his breath came out with a whoosh as he landed flat on his scrumptious arse right on the padded chair with a look of utter surprise on his face, without saying a word, she moved like lightning, reaching into her pouches and leaping onto him, working so fast as to not give his mind a chance to catch up and realise what she was doing till it was too late, just like it was right now.
She leapt off him and admired her handy work, using the high tensile cuffs that each of them carry for securing prisoners for interrogation she had secured both his wrists to the arms of the chair in which he now sat and his ankles to the legs, she'd done them up tight enough so that he couldn't move them but not tight enough to either be uncomfortable or to cut off the blood supply to his mighty limbs, the last thing she wanted to do was cause him even a second of actual pain.
Gregor struggled for a moment before realizing what she'd done to him, looking down at his hands and feet secured in place to the chair, a slow wry smile crossed his face as he saw his bindings, both of them knew that if he truly wanted to be free there was literally nothing that the cuffs or the chair could do to stop him, as strong as he was he could snap the arms and the legs off it like twigs, so yeah, if he didn't want this he could easily end it, though, to be fair, he didn't even have to go to that much effort, all he had to do was say no and she'd have untied him without a second thought, she was not that type of Scalathor, her male's comfort and happiness was her top priority.
Plus, this wasn't Gregor's first rodeo with her, they'd played these type of kinky games numerous times in a variety of different roles, they both loved keeping their love life fresh and spicy, Meesa was in no way ashamed to say that she literally worshiped the very air this male breathed and ground he walked upon, because he did the very same for her, he went to every length for her, in fact, she still remembered the time he found out about her hatching day and he filled her quarters with yellow moon roses from her home world, to this day she had no idea how he'd gotten them on board without anyone knowing, plus not only that but she found her absolute favorite food human style Tuna steaks cooked in a honey glaze and placed on a giant clam shell under a silver serving tray, he wasn't even present to see her reaction, there was just a little note that said 'For the scales of my heart.'
It was the most beautiful and selfless thing anyone had ever done for her and she hadn't had the words to describe how happy it had made her, though she had the actions to do so, so after she'd finished her meal she'd gone and found him working hard in the armory and had dragged him out of there by his beard that day too.
Gregor flexed his arms and legs and looked at his bonds, "Sneaky beastie," he said with a soft laugh, she smiled at him and winked.
"Safe words are on the traffic light system as always, my love," she purred, stroking the side of his face, twirling his beard around her finger, he smiled and nodded understanding, they always used safe words for their play, even when it was just vanilla love making, just because they wanted to show the trust the two had for one another, she wanted him to feel both safe and protected with her always, she was the guardian of his heart and his feelings and she took that role very very seriously.
"Good, now, my prisoner, you are going to sit there and not move, no matter what I do to you, you aren't to move, you understand?" she asked, he nodded silently, "Then say it," she said.
"I understand," he said and she nodded.
"Good, don't make me ask you twice every time," she said.
"I won't," he said, looking down at the bonds on his wrists and ankles and she saw him flexing his fingers and toes, she wondered if they were comfortable, she knew that these things could easily cut the blood supply off and also mark the skin if over tightened and that wasn't the point of this, this was just a bit of denial play and light bondage, nothing more, the pair of them had tried pain play once and once only, she'd smacked his bum as he was bent over the bed and she instantly tapped out, she'd seen his face in the mirror and it was obvious to her that he hadn't liked it at all, but the lovable fool hadn't said a word, she'd only wanted to try it because she'd seen it in a review she'd read on the net that it could enhance physical pleasure for both, Gregor being Gregor hadn't been sure about it but he'd let her talk him into it and they'd tried it, she had just been so excited to try something new she hadn't even noticed how embarrassed it made him feel, but then that was in part his fault too because he was just so bloody hard to read sometimes.
But there was no mistaking the face that she saw in the mirror once her hand had struck his flesh, the pain and humiliation in his bright blue eyes broke her heart clean in two, she'd instantly tapped out and had sat on the bed in front of him and apologized to him in no uncertain terms, this was when they were in the early days of their relationship, up until that point they'd really only done regular love making, nothing even remotely adventurous, they hadn't done role play or anything, in fact, that was most likely their very first trial with any kind of kink and it fell instantly flat because of a lack of communication.
After her apology to him Meesa had felt truly awful and she even said that if he'd wanted to break it off with her right then and there she'd understand, she said to him that she really hadn't put any real thought into this and hadn't really realized just how something like this could make him feel, not just humiliated being put in a compromised position like that like some sort of naughty child or something, then, not only that, struck as well, admittedly not hard enough to break his skin, but hard enough to cause pain to him and hard enough to mark him, it had been his eyes that had hit her hardest, she'd seen the blend of negative emotions burst through them like fire, including the one that she never ever wanted to see ever again as long as she lived, betrayal.
She had realized that she truly had hurt the one she loved, the one she'd promised to protect, to love and to cherish, the one she had worked so very hard to lure away from his own kind, she'd humiliated him and hurt him, if even only mildly, when she asked if to answer her truthfully whether he'd wanted to try it or not he shook his head and said "I can't think of anything I'd hate more," in a voice so quiet it sounded like a whisper, her heart had sank right there.
"Then why didn't you say so!? Why did you let me do it if you knew you were going to hate it?" she asked, and he just looked at his huge hands in his lap as his fingers wrestled over and over.
"Because I didn't want you to hate me, or think I wasn't good enough for you, or that I was a wimp for not being ok with a little pain, I mean, in my family for something like that I had been laughed at endlessly, in fact, if they even suspected I'd let you do something like this to me I might as well fucking kill me self now," he said so incredibly sadly that it broke Meesa's heart.
Then she'd lowered her head, "D-D-Do you hate me now? Becasue I hurt you? Becasue I acted like I wanted to hurt you?" she'd asked, he'd looked up at her and had simply said.
"Do you? Want to hurt me that is?" he'd asked, and she'd actually recoiled at the question before realizing that it had been her that had pushed the idea all along, he in no way had encouraged it, in fact, it made her realise that she hadn't even really even given him a chance to voice any kind of concerns that he had, she thrown her arms around him and clung on as tight as she could.
"God no! Please Gregor! Please forgive me! I'll never ever do it again! I never want to see that look in your eyes ever again, not ever! Please," she'd begged, and he responded by wrapping his huge arms around her and holding her so tightly that it felt like he might just squeeze her right out of her scales.
"Of course I forgive you Meesa, but I have to know, why? Why did you want to hit me?" he'd asked and she lowered her head.
"because I read that humans like it, that for some humans it provides a wonderful release, that it heightens their sexual pleasure, I-I-I just wanted to make you feel as good as I possibly could," she'd said, and he'd nodded.
"Then I forgive you, because you didn't do it because you intended to cause me pain, you did it for the right reasons, but I err don't like anything like that, I don't like feeling stupid, or humiliated, or useless and I don't think its right to cause pain to someone who doesn't ask you for it, so please, never again," he'd said so softly that she'd clung so hard to him that it was like she was trying to merge her scales into his skin.
"I won't I swear it! Never again," she said, then she'd lifted her head to look into his eyes and he'd bit his lip.
"I'm ok with you wanting to try new things or different things, but please don't hurt me or humiliate me, I've had enough of that shit to last a life time," he said softly, and that's when it hit her, she really didn't know anything about his past, what trauma there was there, she'd just assumed that a male of this size what could he possibly be scared of or worried about?
But in truth he was a living breathing sentient being just like her, he had his own pains, his own fears and phobias, just like he had his own loves and joys and she desperately wanted to be the fore front of the latter and never ever included in the formers.
"Then you have to talk to me Gregor, you have to, you know what I'm like when I get an idea in my head, I'll run at it full tilt to achieve it, unless you say no, and you have to say no! Don't let me rail road you into something you know you don't want or like just because you want to keep me happy, because then I'm going to feel really bad when I learn the truth, just like I did when I saw your eyes just then, it made me realise that I'm no better than any one of those mate forcing rough scales that pass for female on my world, I willingly hurt the one I love without even thinking about how it would make him feel, please, I can't bare to be one of them," she said.
Gregor had squeezed her hard, "You're not," he said, and she'd screamed in anger and frustration.
"Yes! I am! I hurt you! I swore to you you'd be safe with me and I betrayed you! I don't deserve you!" she yelled, and he squeezed even more.
"No you're not, you're not like them at all, do you know why?"he asked, she looked up into ohhh so blue eyes.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because you stopped, you saw I was in distress and you saw that I didn't like it, I never said a word to you, but you know me well enough to know that I wasn't enjoying it and you stopped it, not me, you, you cared enough to know that it was too much for me, granted only after you started, but this is how we learn, isn't it?" he'd said, and his words hit home, he was right, she had cared enough about him to stop herself, to put him before her and she'd swore to do the very same for the rest of her life, just as he had her.
From that point on the pair had gone from strength to strength, they'd learned more and more about one another each and every day and she'd loved every second.
Standing before him now handcuffed, naked to the arm chair he knew he was neither uncomfortable or humiliated as he had no reason to be, she was the only one who would ever see him like this, and if anyone ever dared to laugh at her male she'd happily slit their throat mid laugh and see how easy it was to drown in your own blood while laughing, no-one hurts her male, fucking no one.
"I'm going to make you watch me, prisoner, I'm going to make you look, and your going to want to touch, but you can't, can you?" she said in a voice that was both as smooth as silk but also controlling and icy, he called it her sexy teacher voice for some reason, none of the teachers at her school had been sexy, that was for sure.
"No I can't," he said, clicking the restraints against the wood helplessly, she nodded.
"Good, then just watch and think about what you've done," she said, and with that, she slowly began to dance, generating a beat in her head as she began to sway back and forth, swishing her tail tip just an inch from the tip of his nose and seeing the breeze ruffle his beard and hair, as she twirled and danced before him she saw his eyes never loose her for even a second, he even appeared to be forgetting to blink at times, so mesmerized by her movements was he, that when she knew it was time for the armor to come off.
So, slowly and as sensually as she could, she began to remove it, painfully slow, one piece at a time, first the boots, spinning around on her toes while she took one off, then doing the same thing the other way to get the second one off.
The chest piece was just as tricky, leaning into a swooping bow that wound up in her doing a rolling handstand that resulted in the plate coming off and being placed next to his, for her pants she had a great idea but she just hoped she didn't mess it up or it would be real cringe, her tail armor and weapon had to retract down her tail before she could remove the pants and it was still sealed inside the inner suit, so she spun in front of him and triggered the process just as her tail came level with his head, placing it on his shoulder so he could follow the retreating plates right up to her rear just in time to she her bend over and wiggle her way out of them.
It worked perfectly, because, as she looked over her shoulder, she saw him licking his lips at the sight of her rear end encased in the scale tight black inner suit, which, with her, was also thermal lined.
Using the tip of her tail she ran it under his jaw and flicked it through his beard playfully, now it was time to deal with the inner suit and judging by the swiftly expanding flag pole that was growing in Gregor's lap nestled in a nest of what appeared to be wild fire she would have to change her dance routine to pole dancing very soon.
This was going to have to be done right or this might not end up sexy and more roll around on the floor wrapped up in scale tight rubber tied up in a knot looking like a half scale half rubber ball.
She walked slowly towards him having a devilish idea, "You want to start me off?" she purred, flicking the zipper at her neck line a few times, he nodded eagerly.
"Oh that's a shame, since I can't hear you I guess you don't want to, huh?" she said, reinforcing the speaking rule.
"Y-Yes I want to!" he said.
"What was that?" she asked playfully.
"Yes! I want to! Please!" he said louder, a hard breathy note of desperation creeping into his voice.
"Good boy! Thats better isn't it? See? It's not so hard, well that's not, anyway," she said playfully, using the tip of her tail to tickle the head of his manhood, she heard his hiss of pleasure and it sent a tingle through her to her groin.
Leaning forwards over him though, ironicly, even sat down they were nearly at the same height, she placed the zipper in between his teeth and, moving with his head climbing up onto his thighs to stand up, she let him pull the zipper down to her belly before doing a graceful flip backwards after making sure she used her tail to make sure he let go so she wouldn't hurt his teeth.
She smiled at the results, which was Gregor almost panting like a dog in the chair with a raging erection while she was still barely out of her suit, time to change that, slowly, and very sensually, doing a good impression of a snake shedding, she wriggled her way out of the suit, turning on the spot to ensure that his perspective was constantly changing, finishing with what she knew was his favorite view of her, her bent over with her tail lifted high up as she peeled the suit down her legs and kicked it away, stroking the side of his cheek with it, cheeky male got in a hit now though, he knew the tip of her tail was really sensitive, just as the underside of it was near her tail hole and he, quick as a flash, turned his head and pulled it into his mouth, sucking on it, sharply sending an explosion of unexpected tingle up her tail and into her belly and causing a sharp squeak to escape her lips.
Quick as a flash she pulled her tail back and jumped forwards, when she spun she found him grinning, "Resist interrogation techniques at all costs," he said in a low, rumbly voice, he was really getting into character now, she couldn't help but smile at him darkly.
"Naughty male, I do believe I'm going to have to punish you for that one," she said in a growl of her own.
"Do yer worst, dragon beastie, I'll never crack! Never!" he said in a triumphant sounding voice, she grinned to herself then turned and retrieved something from her pack that could be put to good use here, then she walked slowly towards him with her hands behind her back so that he couldn't see what it was she was holding.
"Oh, we shall see about that, human, you should know by now that we Scalathor have very very good enhanced interrogation techniques and, one way or the other, we always get the answers we're looking for, no one holds out for long when special interrogator Meesa works on them, I can be very, very, persuasive," she said, the last word being said directly into his ear as she flicked her long forked tongue over his ear lobe, tasting it, which had the effect she wanted of him tilting his head, as he did she slipped the rifle sling around his head and tied it behind his head, acting now as a make shift blindfold and effectively blinding him, though she made sure not to tie it to tight, she knew her man suffered from headaches that humans called migraines and if she triggered one he'd be in agony for hours, or she'd end up having to dose him with a painkiller, which she knew he hated because in his words, "It makes me head feel slushy."
He took hormone injections to prevent them, but high pressure to his head or impacts could trigger them so she had to be careful, balance was key, tight enough to provide a thrill of realism and a little tingle of danger, but loose enough to ensure that he was comfortable, though the strap was hard and thick and was difficult to tie with, which caused her to pull a bit too tight, "Yellow," he hissed softly, and Meesa froze.
"You ok, my love?" she asked softly, lowering her head to his.
"Too tight, snuggle dragon, that's going to give me a blinder, I can already feel the blood poundin," he said softly, she'd forgotten to take into acount how high his blood pressure would be at this point thanks to his arousal, she slackened it slightly.
"Green," he said, moving his head slightly and then immediately launching back into character to resettle her nerves at having made a mistake, "Ye can rob me of me sight dragon beastie, but is no matter, I don't need to see ya to be able to resist ya, ya don't scare me!" he said in a triumphant voice, her heart soared that he'd wanted to pull her away from the slight embarassment of her failure in knowing how tight to tie the blindfold and making sure she didn't dwell on it, he knew as well as her that a break in play could easily kill the flow and mood, by the great tree, she loved this man of hers, he totally got her utterly, if they survived this place she was definitely digging out those dragon wings and feather she knew he loved and was going to dance her heart out for him.
"Oh, we shall see about that, human, you should know better than most that when you can't see us we're at our most deadly, because when you can't see us, you never know what we're going to do and when," She growled softly right in his left ear, making him flinch as he'd not been expecting her to be so close.
"I'm ready dragon, ya can hit me, ya can beat me, ya can cut me, I can take it! I'll never crack, all the pain you can throw at me!" he snarled, this was part of the fantasy and he knew as well as she did that there would be absolutely zero pain for either of them, having learned that lesson the hard way, she had sworn on that day she would never ever hurt a single hair on his body ever again and she'd stuck to it, but that didn't mean the thought of it couldn't be part of their fantasy.
"Oh human human human, who said I need pain to make you talk? There are so many other delicious techniques that I can use to make you talk, I don't need to use anything as crude and cliche as pain to get you to talk, oh no no no, I have very different methods, like for instance, did you know that tickling is considered by many races to be the ultimate form of torture? The victims laugh themselves to death," she said in her soft growly voice while at the same time using the tip of her tail to attack very specific parts of his body, while also using her fingers to attack other parts like his arm pits, Gregor was incredibly ticklish, he immediately started laughing uncontrollably.
"No! ha ha ha ha No! hahahhahaha No! Please don't! You can't!" he exclaimed as she worked her fingers lightly all over his skin, making him literally roar in laughter, she knew she had to be careful here to not to take this too far, as the ironic thing was, she wasn't joking here, tickle torture was actually a thing, it worked by driving the person mad or actually suffocating them as they weren't able to breathe properly because they were laughing so much, so, while she was willing to tickle him to make him laugh, she wouldn't take this anywhere close to a point where it would become uncomfortable for him or risk his health by making it hard for him to breathe, this was just about the threat element of the fantasy.
"Oh, what's that, human? Are you telling me no? Ha, you are not the one to tell me no, I decide when you've had enough! Unless you want to talk, of course," she said in a sensual voice, he was panting heavily now from the laughing, his face was flushed now and she'd also noticed that his erection had flagged away from being tickled, he didn't find being tickled really arousing, but she'd solve that problem later.
"Never, wee dragon, you'll never get me to talk!" he said, defiance in his voice, and she instantly began tickling again, he started laughing again, but she was listening to his voice and the quality of his laugh, if it began to become laboured she would know he was becoming short on breath, which is exactly what happened few moments later, and she eased up to let him catch his breath before doing it again and this continued for a few moments with her making sure that he never got out of his comfort zone, but now it was time to change it up.
"Hmmm, I must say human I'm impressed, many are driven crazy by even this point, it seems that you are stronger than you look, so I think it's time I step things up," Meesa growled.
"Do your worst, wee dragon," Gregor panted heavily, his skin was heavily flushed now, causing a truly beautiful color contrast on his wonderful silky skin.
"Hmmm, I think I just might human, did you know that in some cultures forced pleasure is considered torture? Being given pleasure by your worst enemy or forced to give your worst enemy pleasure is a form of torture?" she said in a soft sultry voice, he pretended to freeze.
"Don't even think about it ya evil beastie! Ya can't do that! It doesn't belong to you, It belongs to me girl!" he said in a panting voice.
"Well, she's not here right now is she? And, last time I checked, you don't get a say in this," she replied softly, moving around him, so her voice was coming from all around him.
"There are rules in war!" he said in a breathless voice, she smiled devilishly, moving her hands down over his incredibly broad shoulders, "And it's not yours," he breathed softly as she ticked his ears with her tongue moving over the contours of his jaw and his neck, tasting the salt of his skin, she utterly adored the way her human tasted, literally every part of him was exquisite.
"There are no rules in war or love, pretty human, plus, it doesn't matter if it belongs to me, I'm going to make you beg me for it and then, maybe, just maybe, I might even give it to you," she growled.
Moving around so she was in front of him she pushed his head up and, despite his resistance, she kissed under his jaw and down his neck and over his chest, moving her hands before her kisses until she reached his thighs, she loved the way he was trying to keep his legs together by pushing his knees together, she utterly loved playing with him because he would get her so utterly into the zone and make her feel so wonderful, she pushed against his knees, forcing his legs apart, knowing that he was not even close to using his strength limit, once apart she knelt down in-between his legs and ran her hands up his thighs, which felt like tree trunks under her hands, she began to run her tongue up his legs over his wonderful skin, she heard him hiss in pleasure, "No don't, please," he said softly, and she chuckled softly, if she didn't know him so well the sound of his voice like this would give her pause for thought, but she knew he was playing.
Reaching forwards up his thighs she found his manhood directly in front of her face, Gregor was very generously blessed in this department, in fact, it had taken a number of attempts and some serious foreplay for her to be able to take the whole thing, in fact, he had been worried as all hell that he was going to hurt her when she'd told him of her determination to take every inch of his manhood within her, but it was a matter of pride for her, she wanted every inch of her male within her and she determined herself to do it, and she had, and the profound sense of joy and utter connection she had when she fully hilted him within her had been as pure a feeling as she had ever experienced.
She ran her hands over his soft hot flesh and it instantly responded to his touch, twitching and jumping under her fingers, now, one thing she would never ever do would be to mess with his manhood or to do anything that would cause it an ounce of pain, because, a seldom fact about Gregor that only she and one other person knew was that he had a large scar that ran the length of his manhood after he was stabbed in the crotch in a bar in Scotland where there was a cowardly bastard who hadn't appreciated the fact that Gregor told him to stop yelling at his girlfriend the way he was, the man was a fucking bully and had been screaming at the young woman and threatening her with all sorts, Gregor, being Gregor, wouldn't stand for this one bit, so he'd intervened and taken the young woman away from that situation, providing her with a human screen as he delivered her to the safety of her house, then the coward had appeared and stabbed him in the crotch when he couldn't reach any other target on his body and he obviously didn't want to give him a chance to defend himself, but that hadn't stopped Gregor from pulling the knife out of his own crotch and stabbing the man in the neck with it.
He'd required reconstructive surgery to save his manhood, but it had left him with a rather nasty scar that ran near the entire length of it, it was a major point that made him incredibly self conscious, but to her it was no point of shame, he'd not only survived being stabbed and nearly bleeding to death but he'd killed a vicious bully who'd tried to kill him and had maimed him, now he felt bad about the way his manhood looked and when they had first slept together he had very nearly backed out on her because of it, she'd thought he was playing hard to get when she had slipped her hand into his pants while they were getting all snuggly and she'd wanted to take things to the next level and to please him as, at that point, he'd done it at least three time for her, but he'd never let her touch him, so she'd gotten a little inventive when he tried to dodge her but she'd been trying to make him erect and it worked and she managed to pop it out with ninja like moves and no sooner had she seen it than she'd frozen solid, actually believing her claws had maimed him, she very nearly had a panic attack thinking she'd maimed her human, but then he'd gone all ashamed and and quiet and just said, "It's horrific, right? This is why I didn't want you to see it," in such a quiet, hurt voice that her heart broke clean in two, because she'd accidently confirmed his fear, it took a lot of cuddling and gentle persuasion to get him to let her take it back out, he'd told her the story and she'd actually cried when she realized why he was so afraid.
Slowly she teased it with her finger tip until it became fully erect before her eyes and she so very gently teased it, he had been forcibly circumcised which apparently removed the flap of skin that protected and covered the tip of a human maleness but, personally, she rather liked it like this, in fact, she adored his manhood completely and utterly because it was part of the man she loved, "Try to resist, little human, wouldn't want this to be over too quick now would we?" she purred, and, with that, she ran her tongue over his taught and hot flesh starting at his swollen and plump orbs making him hiss as she allowed each one into her mouth so she could suck on each one one at a time, he moaned softly and she could actually feel him fighting it, heh, the game was on, she was going to see how long he would last under such torment and she coiled her long tongue around his manhood shaft, reveling in the taste of his hot flesh.
Using her tongue to constrict it gently she could use it to pump it gently untill she moved her head into the correct position and with a single movement she engulfed the whole top half in her mouth and made him moan as she felt his tip scrape along the ridges of the roof of her mouth.
She utterly adored the alien texture and taste of his manhood, even now it still so felt completely alien to her, despite his being the only one she had ever used more than once and had claimed as hers for life it was like her body was surprised by it every single time he let her have him, this was a little thing and an odd thing at best, but she utterly adored it, because it meant that every single time was as fresh and a wonderful as the one before it for her.
Thanks to her snout, Meesa could fit a rather large portion of his manhood in her mouth and she utterly loved doing this for him because she knew it felt truly incredible for him, Meesa was probably considered a rarity among the females of her race, though she was part of what could be considered a cultural awakening among the Scalathor, females who weren't selfish with their sexual urges and desires, who desired to both please as well as be pleased, which might not sound like much for a human but for them was a huge thing.
Where she was from for a female to want to actually please a male and to give him pleasure rather than just take her fill from him was considered weakness, she would be seen as a male sympathizer, a supporter of the masculinism movement which campaigned for equal rights for males on her home world, after meeting Gregor and seeing the truth of males of all races, she utterly was and proudly so, she loved this male with all of her heart and there wasn't a single thing she would not do to prove it to him and if that made her appear weak in the eyes of her people she didn't care a single fuck, because she was the one who got to curl up in the arms of this truly incredible human behemoth and not because he was forced, but because he wanted to be there with her.
Meesa pushed more of his wonderful human maleness deeper into her mouth and let it tap the back of her throat, making him moan softly but deeply as she clamped her mouth down on him and in combination of her mouth and tongue she began to work hard on him, she knew he wouldn't last long like this, but that was the idea, part of the play was to break his resistance and make him come quickly to show the control she had over him, plus, it had the added two benefits of making him last a lot longer later on and giving him a ton of extra pleasure to boot, not that she would be going without, but she always like to delay her own pleasure as it added to the build up and she did so enjoy building things up.
Working her mouth faster and harder on his shaft and coiling her long tongue around his tip she began to double up his pleasure, sucking harder and deeper and his moans got louder, "Y-Y-Ye W-W-Won't beat me y-y-ya wee b-b-b-beastie," he said through gritted teeth, stammering the whole time as her tongue began to squeeze around his tip and the little forks on the end began to tickle their way into the very tip of his manhood, she knew he utterly adored it when she did that, it was something he could only get from a Scalathor because they were the only ones with tongues small enough to do it, something unique she could do for him to give him even more pleasure, to make the man she utterly adored with every fibre of her being, just like he would do for her in a heartbeat.
It worked and, with a loud growl, she felt his manhood stiffen like steel in her mouth and begin to throb rapidly only moments before there was a surge and a explosion of liquid creamy heat in her mouth, his seed blasted right into the rear of her throat with only her tongue to deflect it slightly and prevent it from making her gag, but this taste, ohhh, this taste, it was her favorite thing, the pureness of the masculine flavors mixing on her tongue, the rawness of the phremones filling her senses, the power of pulling this pleasure from her male and presenting it to him as the most wonderful gift, ohh, the whole thing just lit her senses up like fireworks going off in her head, then there was the taste!
The rich salty taste that now coated her tongue and the entire inside of her mouth drove her crazy, it was like a pure addiction to her, his seed and his pleasure were like her heroin, using her tongue, she milked every single drop from him before releasing his deflating manhood from her mouth and licking her lips clean in a sultry display she knew he couldn't see but could certainly hear as she made a point of nosily licking her lips and fingers close to his head when she stood up so he'd be able to hear all the wet noises she made, she heard him swallow hard, "Mmmmm, not bad, little human, after I'm finished interrogating you I might just apply to have them let me keep you as my personal servant," she purred in his ear, he groaned slightly and lifted his head, that beautiful red flush on his skin was spreading.
"Not...going...to...happen," he breathed, panting hard as he did, Meesa smiled wickedly, now it was her turn to receive, now, she had a couple of ways of doing this, and they'd practiced a few to make sure that they were all comfortable for both of them, the easiest was to tip the chair over on its back but then that made the rest difficult as she, as strong as she was, had trouble lifting his mass fully when he couldn't assist her, and she didn't want to risk hurting him by dropping him and banging his head on the floor, especially when he was helpless and unable to save himself, to her hurting him was unforgivable, even if it was accidental.
So she deployed one of her other tricks which was to grab the back of the chair tilt it back causing him to sway slightly as he was tipped backwards and to drag him to bed which was only a few feet away by design of where she'd placed the chair in the first place, with the chair now pressed against the bed she didn't have to worry about it tipping backwards and she could put more weight on him without risking him falling over.
"Now your going to return the favor, human, I believe that's only right and fair, isn't it?" she purred in his ear.
"N-N-Not a chance ya beastie! I'll never please you! Never!" he snarled in his deep throaty voice, panting breathlessly, she gave a cackling laugh to add to the effect.
"Oh, human human human, did I say I was giving you a choice? You are going to do it or you're going to find yourself a fair bit less of a male very quickly, understand?" she said, using the back side of her sharp claws so that only the curved dull but hard edge touched his scarred flesh, ensuring to keep the sharp side away from him.
She heard him gasp and then swallow and, for a tense second, she wondered if she had gone too far, had she made him relive that painful fear of his? She was about to use the safe word to check on him but then his voice sounded and she realized he was still in the game with her, "Y-Y-You wouldn't dare!" he said, and she realized he was still ok to play, it made her heart glow because she realized that he felt utterly safe with her, knowing in his heart that, despite the obvious pang of fear he'd just received, that there was no way in a million years she would ever actually use a single claw on him.
"Oh? Are you sure of that? Bet your manhood would you?" she purred in his ear in a sultry voice dripping with both menace and seduction, she felt him hesitate because she knew that his pride was a strong force to overcome, even in play like this he had to override it, if this were real life he wouldn't have backed down, even to the point he would have willingly let himself be mutilated rather than give in.
"Hmmmm, not so sure now are you? Just one little slip and..." she began, but he interrupted.
"Fine, lets just get this over with," he growled deeply, he was trying to hide the excitement in his voice by making it deeper but she knew him well enough to know how he was really feeling, he absolutely loved doing this for her, plus, with his strength he could do it in some truly incredible positions, like the time she had just been walking through their bedroom naked and had made the mistake of teasing him with her tail while he was reading, he simply closed his book, stood up and turned around picked her up off her feet and spun her over in his hands so she was hanging upside down, when she'd asked just what it was that he thought he was doing he simply replied, "Chasing the dragon," and had proceeded to blow her mind into tiny pieces, leaving her a gibbering, drooling mess hanging limply in his hands so when he put her down on the bed she literally begged him for more, on her hands and knees and boy had he obliged her.
"Good boy, see? Isn't easier just to obey? Life will be so much simpler," she said, placing a hand on his broad shoulder and using it to pull herself up so she was standing on his thighs, she wasn't worried about deadening his legs as she'd seen the kind of weight he could lift with them, from there she placed her hands on his head and, with a short jump, she hopped up so her knees were hanging on his shoulders and her hands were holding onto his head, her weight was nothing to him as this man could flip over a car with his bare hands with zero problems, so having a small Scalathor female hanging off his shoulders was utterly nothing, in fact, she'd found out just how easy he could do this when he took her to a human music festival once and when he realized she couldn't see anything he literally hoisted her up and planted her on his shoulders for the entire night.
His head was between her knees now and her calves were hanging down his back applying pressure to hold on so she didn't have to hold onto his head so tightly, she also used her tail for balance, pressing it against his chest to hold her up right, she could feel the hot wash of his breath booming over her womanhood and fogging her mind as it send tingles chasing each other up through her belly, she was struggling to stay in character now as her instincts were threatening to take control and send her into an over load of passion, but she fought to remain in control of herself, "I'm going to push something against your face and you are going to lick it until I tell you to stop, understood?" she said.
"Yes," he growled, a pant in his voice.
"Good boy," she said, and, with that, she pushed her lower half forwards towards his face and with her hands she pulled his head back to make the angle of contact perfect, his hot breath was driving her crazy at this point and her whole body was yearning for his attentions, "Now, open your mouth and stick out your tongue," she said as her womanhood was only two inches from his face, with a huge expulsion of flaming hot breath he did as commanded, sending a flurry of tingles up through her, "Good boy, now lick," she hissed, and, with that, she pressed her womanhood to his open mouth and formed a perfect seal between her lower lips and his upper ones.
The blissful pleasure was instantaneous and explosive as ever, her beautiful Tankie was a true master at this particular act, the whole reason that she had gone above and beyond in learning how to give a male human such powerful oral sex was exactly because of what he could do to her when he got his big hands and mouth on her, the first time he'd done this for her she thought he'd robbed her mind away from her, she'd never imagined a male doing anything like it willingly for a female, but to receive such willing and happy pleasure was incredible to her.
Instantly she felt his large, wide and flat tongue move from bottom to top in one huge lick that touched every single part of her womanhood between her scaled outer lips which were currently sealed to his flesh cover ones, she was as ever even in her pleasure fogged mind very careful not to do two things, one not to grind herself against his face as he didn't like it because it made his nose click as it had been badly broken before and it made it really easy to disjoint if not careful, second was to not let his nose slide into the seal as well because she didn't want to cut off his air supply.
There were people in this universe who were into breath lay or cutting off someone's air supply during sex play, but these two were not two of them, robbing Gregor of his ability to breathe while tied to a chair and helpless to her would have been a truly cruel thing to do to him, so she was careful to keep his airways clear which she did not only with her angle but with that of his head as well, being careful to keep it tilted back to make sure it wasn't in anyway restricted, this also had the selfish benefit for her of allowing him to stay in the entire time without having to come up for air, which, considering his huge tongue was currently digging her clitoris out of its little fleshy hiding place, was exactly what she wanted.
His tongue expertly teased her swelling clit out of its hiding place and began to run circles around it, "Ahhhh! YES! Right there! Lick it, human! Suck my clit!" she yelled out in a high pitched, pleasure soaked, voice as pleasure burned through her loins like an unchecked wild fire.
Never before Gregor had a male been able to so easily override her self control, but with him she just couldn't help herself, no matter what she did to remain in control of herself he just found a new way of breaking her guarding walls down and bathing her in pleasure the likes of which she'd never comprehended, he very gently raked her clit with his wide broad teeth sending bomb bursts of pleasure through her and just as she thought her self control went utterly bye bye, at this rate she was going to last even less time than he did, a point that was proved only seconds later when that huge tongue of his performed what can only be described as a sneak attack on her unguarded entrance and slid right up inside her reptilian insides and began to taste her G spot which it was only just long enough to reach, but, oh boy, did it know what to do when it did.
Meesa let loose what would to most sound like a screech of someone being attacked and stabbed to death, it was so unrestrained and raw, not a screech of I'm coming sooo hard that I'm pumping gallons of my love juices down my mate's throat which he's not loosing a drop of because his mouth is sealed into my womanhood and he's literally sucking them out of me like a smoothie down a straw which only intensified her pleasure about ten fold, and, on top of that, her insides were trying to milk his pulsing hot tongue which was still buried inside her, he was still licking her damn G spot, pushing her straight through one orgasm and into a second on the bounce without even being able to even draw a breath between the two.
If Meesa hadn't been leaning forwards she would have fallen because her whole body went as limp as an eel, she rested her arms on his head, fingers dug into those wild red curls clinging on for grim death, Gregor, being Gregor, was playing the game to the letter, he'd been told to keep licking till she told him to stop, which is exactly what he was still doing and if she didn't stop him now he was going to push her into a third orgasm and she really was going to lose her fucking mind, "S-S-Stop! P-P-Please! No more!" she exclaimed in an incredibly shaky and almost fragile sounding voice, Gregor knew exactly how to play these games and as the pair of them played as what were in the fetish world known as switches when playing these power play games he could easily throw on both style persona's, which when done on the fly could add to both the realism and the effect.
"Oh? What's wrong? The big bad dragon can't keep up with a little ol' human? So much for making me beg then," he said in a proud, but still playful voice, so she knew she was going to have to amp it up.
"Damndable human! I'll show you a dragon! I'll make you fucking beg if it's the last thing I do! Just you see if I don't! Well, see how long your confidence and cockiness lasts under the hands of a real female! I'm not one of those weak pathetic specimens that your species call female! Lets see how you do against a real woman," she snarled, and, leaning backwards, she rolled off him, planting her hands on his thighs and flipping gracefully to the floor.
Though, to be fair, she was damn glad that Gregor was wearing a blindfold so he didn't see when her rubber band like legs gave out, sending her onto her ass on the floor, but she managed to string back to her feet in a second and, planting her hands on his thighs, she vaulted onto his lap, making sure to flick his manhood up against his belly to make sure she didn't land on it and hurt him by accident.
He grunted in surprise at the sudden impact of her weight on his lap, "Ok, human, you want a fucking dragon!? I'll show you a fucking dragoness! Lets see how you deal with this!" she roared in her best dragon voice and, with that, she hoisted herself up snagged his manhood and, with a quick, practiced movement, she lined up and slid right down his shaft, hilting him inside her in two seconds flat.
The pure heavenly intensity of it took her breath away as she gripped his shoulder tops tightly, the way her flesh parted so incredibly willingly to this literal alien invader to her most sacred place, going from alien invader to welcome, beloved guest in less than a second as her flesh began to literally caress every single exposed millimetre, he growled deeply, his voice sounding more like a dragon's than hers, she wrapped her legs around his waist and the chair back and her arms around his neck to give the purchase she needed to move because of the height difference, she began to move, rapidly impaling herself on his human masculinity over and over again, "Well human!? What uungggh do ohhhhh you mmmmmm think ahhhhhh of nnnnngggghhh me mmmmmmm now ah ah ah ah!" she growled in a panting, pleasure soaked voice that panted in time with her thrusts, she couldn't have predicted what was going to happen next in her wildest fantasies but, somehow, he had, it was like he'd reached into her heart and taken a peek and seen what she would like the most and decided to do it.
"Well, mmmm not ahhhh bad ohhh dragon mmmmmm but ahhhhhh you nnnnnnngggghhhhh forgot uuuuuuunnnnggghhhh something," he panted in time with her thrusts.
"What?" she demanded, he lowered his head and she saw an evil smile on his face.
"no prison, no matter how slick and silky, can hold a true Spirit for long," he snarled and, with a show of strength that set her heart on literal fire, he literally tore the arms off the chair as well as the legs, shattering the chair to splinters as he proceeded to stand up.
Meesa was so surprised that she nearly fell off him backwards with the forwards motion of his body, but he didn't allow that, instead, while still blind folded, he reached forwards and, with lightning speed, grabbed both her hands in one of his huge shovel like hands and pulled them above her head, his other hand came up and gripped the meat of her ass and pushed her down onto him full bore causing her to howl in pleasure as he hilted inside her and with a startling show of memory and spacial awareness he bounded forwards and found the wall pinning her between him and it without slamming her into it.
"I'll show you a true human, ya wee dragon ye," he growled and, with a truly incredible thrust, Gregor began to drive himself into Meesa with such incredible force and passion that her mind went literally blank, she couldn't form a cognitive thought at all, all that existed in her world was him, his heat, his force, his muscle, his flesh, his power, his passion, his everything, he literally consumed her entire being, drawing her soul into his like he was forging her into something more beautiful like hot pliable metal on his anvil and his hammer was made of red hot flesh.
Meesa tired to speak but found she couldn't, words just didn't make sense to her anymore, all she could do was make little primal noises and guttural growls and snarls, it was like he had turned her into a primitive being, no language, no higher thought, no nothing, just flesh, scale, and pleasure, oh, by the great tree, so much pleasure.
She didn't stand a chance against the onslaught of her powerful human male, gripping him as tightly as she could, she screamed in pure divine pleasure as a multiple orgasm tore through her one bleeding into the next intensified when, right in the centre of it, he slammed to the hilt inside her and flooded her womb with boiling hot human seed, her mind overloaded and with one last look of becalmed peaceful and pure love, she passed out in his arms.
When she came too she found herself laid on top of Gregor, who was laid on the big bed, at first, she wondered why she couldn't move and tried to remember how she got there, that's when she realized that she appeared to be wrapped in the entire quilt from the bed, it appeared that Gregor had taken it off the bed turned it into a make shift nest of some kind and wrapped her in it, he was now holding her tightly against him and she could feel the heat of his body ebbing into the quilt nest she was inside of with only her head poking out, "Ahh there ya are, me wee cuddle dragon, ye had me worried for a bit there when you went out like a light, but I checked ye medi read out and you're all good, guess you just kinda overloaded huh? Sorry I guess I got a bit intense at the end there, just kinda wanted to do something a bit different and nice to surprise you, to, you know, take ye mind off all this shit going on outside and the fact that ye know we could end up as walking dead, I umm just wanted to remind you that, you know, you're alive and that I love you and ye mean the world to me, oh, and I made you some honey tea to make you feel better," he said, babbling away and grabbing at the bottle of tea with a straw in it with his incredibly long muscled arm and bringing it around to her face poking out of the quilt nest.
Meesa's heart felt like it was melting in her chest, never in her life could she have imagined loving someone so intently and intensely as she loved him, he was her absolute everything, her whole world wrapped in flesh and given the most golden of all hearts, "I'm supposed to be giving you the aftercare afterwards, you know," she said softly, craning her neck to take a sip of the honey tea she knew he'd brought from the ship with him, he chuckled softly.
"Aftercare goes to the one who needs it, silly dragon, do I look like I need care to ye?" he said, his pride coming back in to shield his true feelings, as it always did.
She pushed the straw away with her tongue, then her snout, and shook her head vigorously, "No! Thats not true! After care is important to both! You were tied to a chair and made into my prisoner! You need to know how much I utterly adore you and love you Gregor, you need to understand how much you mean to me and how the games we play do not in any way reflect on the way I truly feel for you and..." she said like a machine gun on full auto till he planted a kiss on the tip of her snout.
"I already know those things, silly cuddle dragon, you honestly think I'd let you tie me to a chair and do those things with me if I didn't think you loved me and cared as deeply for me as I do for you? If I even suspected for a single nano second that I was any less than what I am to you you wouldn't be able to get anywhere near me, little dragon, let alone let me to do these things with you, you'd never lay a claw on me cos I's snap em off your hand, so understand me when I say this, ye are me all, little cuddle dragon, I'd give my life for you because you are my life, you're everything that's good and pure in my world, and I love ye with all me big stupid damaged messed up heart, what ever I got is yours, and it's as much me job to care for you as yours is for me," he said softly, nuzzling her snout before planting a trail of kisses all over her horn and making her purr involuntarily.
"Silly human, I utterly adore you with all my scaly heart, everything I am is yours and no one else's, forever, now, get your big heavenly human butt in this nest and let me cuddle you to death," she said with a soft growl in her voice, Gregor chuckled softly.
"Yes ma'am," he said, and, with that, she pulled him into the quilt nest and proceeded to wrap him up in her entirety 'God, I love you' they both thought at the exact same moment as they faded into one another.