The Dragon Trap (M/M Dragon)
The smooth underside of it is just comfortably pressing you down onto the firm dragon-duty mattress \>you have both arms free still since he's not pressing down all the way, so you reach up and tenderly but firmly rub along his slit \>it's still wet
Studying their strongest.
A mixture of sex and sweat that presses a button deep within you that hasn’t been pressed in a while “small.” you look up at his eyes, predatory gaze instinctually causing you to focus on his pupils. a deer in headlights. “weak.”
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Thirty Five
He squeaked and pressed himself to his mother's chest plates. as she ascended she tucked her other foreleg up, cradling him against her with both front limbs. the straps of her pack brushed his tiny wings.
It's My Life
\>she sat close to you, her legs pressing against you through the wool blanket. \>her eyes were glued to the screen, her big tail wagging as the opening credits began to play.
The Gate-Way Revisited: Chapter 7 Preparation Begins
Slowly he pressed his lips against the tip. jake moaned as matt's warm maw slipped covering more and more of his cock.
Revaremek The Resplendent: Chapter Five
Mirelle turned her head and closed her eyes again, pressing her ear to him. the even _whoosh_ of his breathing, and the loud, steady _thump_ of the dragon's heartbeat filled her head. that wasn't so bad.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 34: Survival
His boney hands lashed out like lightning, pressing against the dragon's snout. like he was tossed into the arctic's bitter winds, cold consumed his face.
Watership Down - Blueberry's Tale, Book 2, Chapter 25
Taking a deep breath, birch nodded his head as he flicked a ear while straw pressed his nose into it before whispering. "just do your best..."
The Raging Hounds XI: Sade Campaign Part 2: Avatars of Death
Closing his eyes, martin lowered his head and folded his ears back, his palms pressed to his chest. around him the hounds -and, after a short hesitation, dhamon's men- shuffled down onto one knee, their heads pressed down in reverence.
Making The Most of It
She took a moment's glance toward the small white ghost floating toward her, a spiky-fingered hand pressed tightly against its large tattooed forehead.
Last Of The Bloodline, Aris' Tale: Chapter Two.
Salria looked at him a moment, still sitting in front of him, before she leant in and pressed the side of her snout against his. he blinked in surprise at the unexpected touch, pressing back against her a moment later.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 105
He pressed his lips together as it moved along his muzzle and across his mouth, terrified that some part of it might actually go inside him.