The Mark Of A Dragon

How They Are

Wriothesley hummed, kissing Neuvillette again, smiling at the praise. "Your size was definitely a challenge. It's a good thing you picked a mate that likes that kind of thing, hm?"

"I can see that you have energy. Did you want to have another round, or let the tea settle for a moment? Up to you, puppy." Neuvillette said, teasingly squeezing Wriothesley's ass as he picked up his tea again, sipping the last little bit out of the cup before placing it back on the table and fiddling with Wriothesley's leash and collar.

"I'd like to go again. I wish I could ride you properly, but you're just too big for that.. maybe once I get some practice taking you." Wriothesley leaned closer, their noses brushing together as they breathed the same air.

"Mhm. I'm glad I chose you, and I wouldn't want it any other way. And that's not just because you can handle my dick," Neuvillette purred.

"Do you want me to suck you off first, or do you want to bounce me on your lap with your sexy dragon strength?" Wriothesley smirked.

"That's entirely up to you, puppy. What do you want? I know this week is more about my heat, but I'm going to cum either way." The dragon said gently, stroking Wriothesley's hair.

Wriothesley grasped the leash again, pushing it into Neuvillette's hand before he gracefully slipped off his lap, nudging his legs apart so he could kneel between them.

Looking at the leash as Wriothesley placed it's hand. Feeling Wriothesley slip off his lap made his face go pink again. As his legs were nudged apart, Neuvillette complied, looking at Wriothesley who knelt between his legs.

"Ah.. I'm going to see how much of you I can fit in my mouth, but this time you're definitely going to have to be a little less active. As much as I'd love for you to fuck my throat, I don't want you to accidentally do any damage..." He lowered his gaze to Neuvillette's dicks, licking his lips.

"Sure, you can give it a shot. Seeing your mouth around one of my cocks would definitely please me." The Dragon smiled. "Yes, I promise I won't fuck your throat. I definitely don't want to permanently damage my puppy."

"... Any preference to which one I should pay the most attention to? Or should I try an even split..?" Wriothesley murmured.

Neuvillette thought about Wriothesley's question, before replying. "An even split would satisfy me best, and if you want to use your hands too, I'm sure you could make more than one cum at once. Though, that's up to you. Do as you please, puppy. I'll try not to twitch or do anything that'll make you gag or choke." Neuvillette added that last part with a smirk, giving Wriothesley's hair an affectionate ruffle before tightening his grip on the leash.

Watching Wriothesley kneel between his legs, the dragon fiddled with the leash, he occasionally gave it a gentle tug, getting used to the feeling of being able to control Wriothesley.

Now, it was time for Wriothesley to figure out how much of Neuvillette he could take. It was a bit of a daunting task, but today was a day where Wriothesley was testing his limits. "We'll figure out how far you can push down my throat some other day. As much as I trust you, love, you're but exactly a pinnacle of self-control at the moment," he pointed out, curiously wrapping a hand around one of the big, ridgid cocks and giving it a slow stroke, feeling the odd texture under his fingers.

Neuvillette watched his mate curiously as he got comfortable between his legs. Deep in thought. Maybe one day he really would have Wriothesley under his desk, maybe even during a trial. He definitely wasn't against the idea.

Taking his free hand away from Wriothesley's head, Neuvillette moved it to rub his mate's shoulder gently, giving it a tender massage in a reassuring way. He hummed softly, happily gazing at his lover.

After a moment, the dragon slid his hand back onto Wriothesley's head, taking his fingers through the fluffy yet somewhat knotted hair, into a position where he'd be able to grip it, if it came to it.

"You've got a pretty valid point, you know. I guess that means it's my turn to be the good boy and try not to lose that self control? I can do that for you." Neuvillette leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs a little wider.

As Wriothesley's hand closed around one of the dragon's dicks, Neuvillette tried not to quiver. Though, the slow, gentle strokes that had followed, they were quite soothing.

"Mmh, be a good dragon for me now," Wriothesley murmured, smiling, tracing his fingers over Neuvillette's skin.

"They're really pretty, you know that? Way better than a human's." Wriothesley leaned in to give an experimental lick of the head, keeping his eyes fixed on Neuvillette's face for a reaction.

Neuvillette gave a low growl after being told to be a good dragon, But smiled after he heard Wriothesley's compliment. "I don't plan on showing anyone else. Maybe a doctor, if I absolutely must, or if someone walks in on us. That would be an accident too, I hope."

"Yeah? They look more like a sex toy than something that would be real, though. In both shape and colour. Though, I do agree. They are prettier than the average human's." As Wriothesley gave the tip of one of his blue dicks a lick, Neuvillette gave a quiet gasp, accompanied with a surprised smile.

"I like that there's parts of you that look different. Parts that only I get to see." Wriothesley lowered his gaze again, determined to focus on his task and give Neuvillette the best first blowjob he could possibly muster up.

"Fuck. I'm sorry if I twitch or anything.." The dragon apologized quietly, gripping Wriothesley's hair gently, silently admiring its softness while holding onto it.