[The bride begs for mercy, but the plea falls on deaf ears. With a ferocious growl, the Dragon Lord forces his massive member in deep, taking his pleasure however he wants!
... or at least that's what you'd think would happen, based on how his character has been portrayed. But he's showing a surprising amount of decency...?!
Hiyori won't complain. He couldn't care less about the characterization or storyline, even as he finds himself wanting to put on a good show. His own health and enjoyment come first. And so he lies there and takes deep breaths, little tremors shaking his body as he tries to adjust the intrusion.
He's still being licked by that longue tongue (his skin extra-hot from his Aura being active), and now there's a tailtip stroking his side. Both feel weird and almost ticklish. Bakugo isn't wrong about his heart, though: it is beating fast, and every touch from the Dragon Lord only heightens his excitement. There's something thrilling, honestly, about being pinned down by some beast, but still cared for and still safe.
Not that he'd ever admit that. It's weird enough remembering Bakugo's the one inside that contraption. That it's Bakugo making the fake tongue lick his shoulder, and that, by some cursed math equation, it's Bakugo giving him time to adjust as he buries that thing in his—
Nope. On second thought, that is not what this means! Forget that idea! Time to pretend he never had it! He could do with less thinking right now, more action!]
Aha, so you can listen! Good dragon~♪
[He huffs a strained-sounding laugh, breathing out again and trying to relax. He knows it's not very exciting for him to just lie there motionless, so a hand reaches between his own legs, tracing over the part where the toy connects to him. The little spines still feel weird, but his fingers stroke over them curiously. Will the Dragon Lord really succeed in changing his mind about the pointy bits, as he claimed earlier...?
There's only one way to find out.]
Let's see how well you follow directions. That's the test of a good lover. I want you to go deeper, but just a little bit, alright?
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... or at least that's what you'd think would happen, based on how his character has been portrayed. But he's showing a surprising amount of decency...?!
Hiyori won't complain. He couldn't care less about the characterization or storyline, even as he finds himself wanting to put on a good show. His own health and enjoyment come first. And so he lies there and takes deep breaths, little tremors shaking his body as he tries to adjust the intrusion.
He's still being licked by that longue tongue (his skin extra-hot from his Aura being active), and now there's a tailtip stroking his side. Both feel weird and almost ticklish. Bakugo isn't wrong about his heart, though: it is beating fast, and every touch from the Dragon Lord only heightens his excitement. There's something thrilling, honestly, about being pinned down by some beast, but still cared for and still safe.
Not that he'd ever admit that. It's weird enough remembering Bakugo's the one inside that contraption. That it's Bakugo making the fake tongue lick his shoulder, and that, by some cursed math equation, it's Bakugo giving him time to adjust as he buries that thing in his—
Nope. On second thought, that is not what this means! Forget that idea! Time to pretend he never had it! He could do with less thinking right now, more action!]
Aha, so you can listen! Good dragon~♪
[He huffs a strained-sounding laugh, breathing out again and trying to relax. He knows it's not very exciting for him to just lie there motionless, so a hand reaches between his own legs, tracing over the part where the toy connects to him. The little spines still feel weird, but his fingers stroke over them curiously. Will the Dragon Lord really succeed in changing his mind about the pointy bits, as he claimed earlier...?
There's only one way to find out.]
Let's see how well you follow directions. That's the test of a good lover. I want you to go deeper, but just a little bit, alright?