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Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: September 03, 2024, 01:32:22 pm »

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Calla lays on his chest, humming in sweet content. Her body continues to tingle, her mind practically blank except for stray thoughts and feelings - love, lust, happiness, sated, laziness. These quiet moments when they lay together after an intense f-uck session are her favorite. She lazily runs her hands over his chest, stroking every scar and scale. Her fingers dance over his nipples as she idly plays with them. No doubt she’ll be sore in the morning, but she won’t complain. Well, she may, but there was never any heat behind her words. He’ll have to take care of her like he always does. She breaks the kiss to look at him for a few moments. He’s so sexy that it feels surreal that they’re together.

“That made up for lost time,” she says before returning the soft kisses. Calla felt so full that it made her Omega side happy with the intense mating session. She moves up a little more so they’re not at a weird angle, and it causes small shocks of pleasure where they’re joined. She moans softly, careful not to move too much. “I’ve missed you so much. Seeing you felt like I was going into heat with how much I wanted you. My toys don’t satisfy me the way you can. Even the ones from Bad Dragon.” She kisses his cheek, and down to his neck to lick and playfully nip. Her chocolate hair spread out on her shoulders and tickled his skin.

Calla had quite an extensive toy collection. When they couldn’t be together and she was h-orny, she would use her toys and send him videos. At least once a week depending on if she could carve room in her schedule though some nights she went with less sleep to help ease the stress of the day. How many videos had she sent him of her riding a monster dildo to completion while playing with her breasts? Far too many; if someone managed to get a hold of them, no doubt the person would try to blackmail her (as if it would work). She had even purchased those toys used for long-distance relationships for him to tease and get her off which helped the ache of wanting to be near him. She had brought some, but they were nothing compared to Giovanni’s large and girthy c-ock.

She picks her head up to look at him, staring into those beautiful eyes of his. “My heat is coming up next month. I don’t suppose you can get time off to take care of me, can you?” She wiggles her hips to tease him.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: September 03, 2024, 07:51:34 am »

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Giovanni knew her tells well, when she got loud like that he knew she was past the point of no return and it drove him wild. He gave her every thing he had, like a well oiled machine he rocked his hips and bounced her against the bed just to get a little more leverage as she locked her legs around him. Her passionate begging as she came on his cock, her nails clawing at his back, the sweet sounds she made as her body reacted to the pleasure he was giving her demanded one more thing, and that was a a proper creampie. With one last thrust he plunged his pride as deep as she could take it, her body long since mastering the task before he filled her to the brim with draconic seed like so many times before and accepting her lazy hazy kiss.

With how eagerly often the two enjoyed each others company like this it was a minor miracle that his seed had yet to take even with the birth control in mind. He'd read once that dragons could breed with just about every sentient being, and that their essence was quite hardy to be capable of doing so. Even so he wondered as he picked her up and traded positions, how many more times it would hold out against her being flooded like this. He wouldn't mind having another child to dote upon, especially since his daughter was practically all grown up. If only the older generation of Tempests were easier to convince than his sister.

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: August 30, 2024, 01:21:55 pm »

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Calla feels her body flush as he kisses her. The texture of his tongue dancing against hers sends more pleasure. She rubs her tongue against his, the lewdness of it all making her wetter. They’ll have to record one of their sessions one day, but a thought for another time. She feels her climax approaching quickly, and she moans loudly to let him know. Her arms wrap around his neck to bring him impossibly closer, legs secure around his hips at the most pleasurable angle, and she is a molten hot mess on the bed. She briefly breaks the kiss. “F-uck, there, right there, f-uck me, Giovanni!” An electric charge courses through her body, and she arches off the bed as she cums. Her body erupts in tingles and heat. Her sharp nails dig into his back, words collapsing into sweet moans and whimpers.

She doesn’t fall back to the bed though. Each thrust adds to the pleasure, another thrill of mating a dragon. Her head is pleasantly foggy in ways different than when she masturbates. No lover had ever made her tingle the way Giovanni does. She resumes the kiss, lazily, but no less passionate in how she feels for him. Her body properly relaxed with plenty of slick to further ease his large c-ock into her. She runs a hand through his dark tresses while the other over the small wound she created on his back. Vaguely, she wonders if this time his seed will take and she’ll become pregnant with his child. She wouldn’t mind it; each time they met, they tested the extent of her birth control. If they relied on condoms, she would’ve been pregnant ages ago. There’s a small voice in her head wondering if he’ll claim her. They haven’t talked about it so maybe once they’re sated for the moment they can.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: August 06, 2024, 05:34:10 am »

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She would have it all. Giovanni grunted as he felt her reaching her climax, the first of what would be many tonight, and braced himself to give her what she was begging for. He planting his feet he gave her everything he could, every last bit of his pride was hard at work pushing her to that edge of ecstasy. He leaned in closer and gave her a passionate kiss, his long tongue dancing with hers as their bodies pressed against each other with fervent need and desire. He could even hear the bed frame strain with every thrust, discontent with the love making it was not quite equipped to handle. If her pleasure was molten lava, nearing a climactic eruption with every sensation, his was a mighty storm brewing and swirling and churning inside him, ready to sent bolts from the heavens to join his heavens with her earth.

He was the brink himself, his mind taking in every little bit of her. Maybe it was just his draconic nature, or maybe it was just his love for Calla but deep inside him he felt the need to claim her as his intensify ten fold whenever they got like this. He wanted to fill her to the brim with his seed more than anything and see her thoroughly bred and content at his side. Certainly a possibility, after all his first daughter was born to a human mother, but it wasn't a likely one. Dragons were known for being able to mix with any creature, especially humans, but it wasn't common for it to take. Not through lack of trying however, he and Calla had made such passionate love a great many times at this point, and he has filled her womb eagerly and repeatedly but no baby dragons quite yet.

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: August 02, 2024, 05:29:47 pm »

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Calla sees the spark in Giovanni’s eyes, and knows she’s in for a long night. Every thrust hits her cervix, causing her to cry out in pleasure. There’s minor pain, but it only spurs her on to want more. She’s not a masochist, but with how big he is, she has to be to a small extent. Her hips arch up to meet his, but she quickly gives up when it becomes too much too fast. She places her hands above her head, depicting every bit the damsel in distress being taken by the mighty dragon. Calla enjoys submitting in bed; it gives her a chance to breathe in contrast to her Alpha-like personality when it comes to the courtroom and meetings. Giovanni gave her the freedom to express herself, and she loves that he doesn’t try to ‘tame’ her fiery self.

When he grabs her throat, she moves her head back to give him more room, letting him know he has full control. She knows he won’t suffocate her. The choking causes her body to tighten around him as if he didn’t already fill her up. Vaguely, she wonders if this time they’ll break the bed; it’s happened before, and would happen again. They need a sturdy bed that would somehow be able to withstand the strength and endurance of a dragon while being comfortable for her. A thought for another time. Calla begs sweetly, yearning for more of him however he gives it to her. She calls out his name, no doubt loud enough for neighbors to hear her. She places a hand over her mouth, trying to quiet herself. It’s a difficult challenge; she’s always been vocal with how he made her feel. Her other hand grips the pillow. “F-uck, Gio-VAN-ni! More, I need MO-re of you!”

And how she did. Her breast bounced heavily with each thrust, rubbing against his chest. Her nipples are hard, and tingling from the friction. It wouldn’t take her very long to cum. The pleasure building as if molten lava is in her heated core, swirling as each thrust gave her more pleasure. She feels her body tingle, a sign she’s nearing. It wouldn’t take much to make her cum now. No one turned her on like he did. Calla never craved someone as much as she did him.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: July 30, 2024, 10:53:07 am »

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Calla was special, not only was she an amazing woman in and out of bed, but she knew how to bring out exactly what she wanted in Giovanni. How to tease and poke all the right little buttons to elicit the right responses in her big blue dragon, right down to the little touches and sounds he loved so much. Her heat stoked his burning passion. The feeling of her legs wrapped around him let him know there was no turning back if she had any say in the matter, as if he would try to back out now. The feeling of her body adjusting to his form with familiar ease and skill gave him a deep sense of intimacy and desire. The feeling of her pressing on him from all angles, even from outside of her depths, and her words kindled the pride of making sure she got all that she asked for and more. He traced a hand gently up her body for only a brief moment before quickly getting a light grip on her neck and applying some pressure. She knew how to press his buttons, but he knew how to press hers too.

"Oh I will my dear Calla." He answered her challenge with a husky breath, his eyes glowing with an almost predatory glint. As soon as the words left his mouth he began ravaging her, pinning her down to the bed as he rutted away at her. Every thrust he reached her deepest parts as he filled her with every inch he had to offer and using the bounce of the bed to pound away harder each time. All the while he took in her beauty and just how Damn sexy she looked as she got exactly what she wanted, while being ever mindful of the amount of pressure he applied to her throat. It wasn't the first time he's done this, and there would definitely be plenty of marks for her to cover up later, but he knew she loved this. She wanted him to lose control, so he'd really make her melt as he marked every inch of her body with his passion.

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: July 30, 2024, 10:08:36 am »

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Giovanni’s words send another pleasant shiver down Calla’s spine. She moans and releases small gasps as he plays with her breasts and tears her clothing off. The lingerie mere paper in his hands. It doesn’t stop another intense heat rising in her core when he tears her bra off. “Is that a promise?” she responds when he says he’ll make sure she can’t stand. He’s done it several times before, and each time only increases her desire for him if possible. Who wouldn’t be hot and h-orny for a mighty dragon treating them like they were the only treasure in the cave? Oo, that would make a great roleplay idea for next time.

Calla watches in rapt attention when his member makes its appearance. She recalls the first time they had sex, and it had taken some time and lube to get him all the way inside her with how big he is. Her body had adjusted, and ensured it would provide enough juices since then. As he rubs it against her heated core, she lifts her hips to rub herself on its hot length. She reaches down to stroke it, making sure it was completely hard (but who wouldn’t have the hots for her). Each time felt unreal as the last that this mighty dragon had picked her, and she felt love blossom in her chest.

As Giovanni’s member slid into her, she felt her body opening up to him. There’s twinges of pain, but they quickly vanish as pleasure takes hold. When he’s fully inside of her, she runs a hand down her body to where he is inside of her. She presses down, feeling him and stroking him from the outside. As he kisses her, she melts beneath him, and softly moans. Her legs wrap around his large frame, and hips move up to match his thrusts. “I’m ready for all of you. Do your worst, Giovanni.” It’s a dangerous tease, and she knows what’ll happen, but she can’t help it. She wants him to lose control.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: July 25, 2024, 12:25:54 am »

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Giovanni grinned as Calla rapidly disrobed him like he was the first present on Christmas day. Her deft fingers had his shirt undone and nearly tore the shirt off his back in her excitement, and he loved that eagerness. She wanted to be ravaged and couldn't wait any longer for the dragon to claim her once again. He shed his shirt in a hurry and tossed it to the floor as she spoke, her accent had improved greatly and he loved hearing her voice talk like that. "Oh, I will my love." He let out a husky chuckle as he leaned over her and got a generous handful of her breast as he began licking and nipping at her neck and ear, the only thing between them for this short moment being a just his pants and her lingerie.

"You better brace yourself," He whispered into her ear before with a quick motion the hand on her chest pulled away and tore the bra off her breasts in one yank before returning to play with her nipple, pinching it between his fingers and giving it a pull. "I'm gonna make sure you can't stand before I'm through with you." He gave her neck a kiss, then her jaw line, and then her lips in a trail of passion as he pressed his body against hers to feel her warmth, skin to scale. A moment of rough handling and passionate kissing he pulled away for a moment to clear the last couple obstacles between him and his prize. He couldn't help but feel extra pleased as he undid his belt, he could see how wet she had gotten for him, her panties were soaking through and he was ready to give it just what it craved so much. He freed his draconic pride from his pants pants and pressed it against her for a moment, to show just how far it would be buried in her in just a few more moments. He gently traced a finger up along her slit through her panties as a tease, lingering for just a extra moment on her clit before going just a bit hire to the hem of her thong and tugging at; Just the same as the bra it tore away with ease with a snap of stitches, leaving her womanhood bare and ready for for him to give her exactly what she desired.

"So wet already my love, all ready for the storm to come." Gio grinned again, flashing his teeth as he pressed forward sliding inside of her with a moan before giving her another passionate kiss while his hips moved on their own.

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: July 24, 2024, 11:30:51 am »

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Calla laughs as he picks her up and deposits her onto the bed. There was never a point where she feared his strength or thought he would harm her. Inside that rugged scaled body lies a gentle giant that would protect her just like he had when they first met. She’s come to adore that intense strength of his, and wonders if she’ll ever see it to its full extension in battle again. She wastes no time in returning the kiss, her small teeth coming to playfully nip at his lips to let him know he can be rougher with her. Her desire for him overflowed in her scent making her inner Omega cry out for more of him. Love making can wait. She wants hot, feral, rough sex to make up for lost time.

Her hands go to his suit to untuck, unbutton, and nearly tear off his form. She wants skin-on-scale contact, and she wants five minutes ago. His words sent heat straight to her core, and she felt her body respond by leaking juices. She’s so wet he could slide into her with no problem, and they’ve barely begun. As much as she wants to discard what little clothing she wears, she doesn’t dare try to take it off. “I’m completely yours tonight and tomorrow.” Calla made sure to clear her schedule so the two can enjoy each other. The last time she hadn’t she had walked into an important meeting with heavy makeup covering her neck to hide the hickies. Not that she complained, she loved it when he marked her up. “So, do your worst, Giovanni,” she says his name with an Italian accent.

Calla lays back on the bed, hair sprayed out beneath her, and she looks like a maiden sacrifice to appease the dragon. She spreads her legs to accompany him, arms up and open to welcome him in.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: July 11, 2024, 02:15:25 am »

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Giovanni chuckled a little seeing her jump it took him a great deal of time in his younger years to learn how to walk softly, doubly so when he finally mastered being able to maintain a human form. It was still entertaining to witness how good he's gotten at it when he accidentally startled people. His amusement quickly shifted back to arousal as she dropped her robe to reveal what little it hid anyway. Despite her profession requiring a silver tongue and plenty social intrigue with all of the many faces she had to deal with, Calla was often quite direct with what she wanted with him, a facet he quite enjoyed about their relationship. She was eager to catch up on lost time and he was perfectly content with indulging both of their desires tonight, his own scent beginning to blend with hers creating a unique aroma of their own as he held her close and looked down into her eyes.

"I'm all yours tonight my love, Nixeu has exams coming up so she's cramming for the next week or two it seems." He smiled as he knelt down and wrapped an arm under her to lift her up and carry her to the bed, making sure to get an ample handful of her ass as he did so. She was so light in his arms, his fingers digging at her ass like her thong did. As he strode across the short distance to their massive bed, he brought her face to face and planted a much needed kiss upon her lips and smiled at her. "That means we have plenty of time to enjoy ourselves my dear." He gently sat her on the massive bed and pulled at his tie, "And plenty of time to make sure neither of us forgets a single sensation."

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: July 10, 2024, 01:07:24 pm »

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Calla jumps hearing his voice. She quickly turns around to see Giovanni standing there with roses. Placing a hand over her beating heart, she calms down and shakes her head playfully at him. “You know how to get my blood pumping,” she teases. She approaches him, and would've given him a kiss were he not eight feet tall. A towering figure that she adores and wants to wake curled up in his arms. She takes the roses instead and smells them. “Thank you for the flowers. They're lovely.” She doesn't have a vase to put them in so she sets them on the table next to a box of chocolates.

She turns to face him, untying the robe and letting it fall open. The lingerie wasn’t much - navy and lace with a garter belt holding up her stockings. The push up bra did little to hide her cleavage, and threaten to break under the strain of the straps holding the delicate fabric up. The thong dug into her plush hips, barely concealing her nether regions from view. Even her almond shaped nails are navy to match Giovanni’s scales. She’s waited for this moment for far too long. Pleasantries can wait until after they’ve had their fun.

Calla wraps her arms around his waist, pressing her body against his. Her caramel scent mimicked warmth with a hint of sea salt letting him know she's aroused. “It's been too long since we've seen each other. You'll have to remind me what you feel like.” A tease, and not the last for the night. Her fingers dance along his back and chest as if her acrylic nails could rip the suit. “Are you here all night or do you need to get back to Nixeu?” She would never dare take his daughter’s place or strive to be first in his heart. It’s one of the reasons she fell in love with him in the first place. Seeing how he interacts with her warms Calla’s heart.

Posted by: Zach Green

« on: July 09, 2024, 04:28:19 am »

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Giovanni was a proud dragon, proud of his heritage, proud of his power, proud of his majesty, and especially proud of his illustrious blue scales. They were one of the few things he had trouble concealing his vanity about. Their rich blue hue was vibrant, and never less than shined whenever he could help it. They were sturdy enough to take small arms fire without blemishing and only the sharpest of blades could hope to scratch their surface. They were certainly something even the platinum dragon himself could appreciate but there were two things that he'd hold above even this pride that all dragons share. His lover Calla and his daughter Nixeu stood above all else in his heart; If need be he'd shed every scale and spend all that which he's hoarded over his over two centuries of life if it meant protecting them and seeing them happy.

That said every time he saw Calla wearing his colors, it riled him up more than usual. This time he almost forgot that he was carrying a bouquet of roses matching the color the pair of them adored so much after slipping into their room quietly. Seeing her preparing for their night, lit by the candle light while her already enticing scent permeated the space made his heart start racing before she noticed him, roses in hand. Her goal of setting an appropriate mood was certainly accomplished, as he was already imagining shredding away her clothes and taking her right there, the expense of the clothing a consideration only for his accountants to fret over at a later date. "Ciao, mia stella di zaffiro. Sei mozzafiato."

Posted by: Beatrice Royle

« on: July 08, 2024, 11:13:43 am »

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If you ask Calla what her favorite color is, she would have to say blue. Blue for the way the light hits his hair just right. Blue for the navy suits she purchases only to tear them off him. Blue for his dragon forms that make her shiver in anticipation for what’s to come next. He never fails to make her quiver with need, and desire more and more until she’s overflowing with lust and beauty. Sometimes they would revisit the moment he rescued her from the terrorists, and, like out of a romance novel, succumb to attraction once they were safe. A thrill she would never tire of. A one night stand turning into a series of romantic dates and passionate nights.

Calla lit her candles; the subtle scent of vanilla to help enhance her chocolate and caramel scent already heavy in the air. She’s been in Tokyo for a week now handling important matters and discussing new policies with politicians and CEOs who generously donated funds to the causes. Now it was time to unwind and relax a little, and did she have a night planned. Giovanni would be here any minute, and the thought of his powerful n-ude form made her lower stomach twist in want. Unashamed of her sexual appetite, she made it no secret how much she desired him.

Unless his daughter was there, they almost always had sex. Hot, scathing, passionate rounds until both were satisfied. Calla tipped the receptionist downstairs to ensure there would be no neighbors if possible. Though the idea of trying to keep quiet was always a game, she preferred to be loud and cry out Giovanni’s name. She muses around the room, tidying up pillows and ensuring the champagne was chill in the bucket of ice. The light is dim just a hair, curtains closed to give them privacy, and there’s soft jazz music playing in the background.

Tonight, she wore blue. Blue for the way the light hits her sapphire earrings just right. Blue for the navy long sheer robe with fur along the edges. Blue for the lingerie that she hopes he would tear off her.