Chapter 3 - Humans aren't so bad

Light began to peek into the room. Illuminating the bed as the young dragon stirred awake, grumbling as his eyes were agitated by the invasive light. It was warmer than usual in his rather small bed. Two small bumps pushing into his toned back. Warm breath tickled the back of his neck. He was not alone.

Turning slightly, he found the sleeping face of Scarlett. He flushed slightly as he turned the full way around, only to remember that he slept in the nude. A bad habit he gained as a whelpling and never grew out of. His eyes trailed down her body, finding her in the exact situation as he was, completely naked. His gaze trailed back up to her hair. Curiously, it seemed matted to her skin. A clear glue-like substance seemed to be sticking it all together. His fingers gently pushed at her hair, the substance seemed to merely flake off. What had happened last night? Could she have found him naked and decided to play with his body? 
It wasn’t impossible, he did have pheromones that acted as an aphrodisiac. But he’d have to be awake and focusing to use them. He could’ve let them off by pure accident. It was more likely that’s she was to stab him than engage in anything sexual. He huffed in annoyance. No clear answer was available to him. Rather than wake her, he remained still and silent. Jester always said to allow a woman to her beauty sleep, so he would wait.

Minutes passed. The birds had begun to tweet small tunes. It seemed Spring was closer than he thought. Perhaps Jester was right, mating season was coming soon, and this woman was suitable to his interests: tall, independent, strong, feisty.
Red hair.

He shook his head lightly to prevent any unwanted side effects. He looked back down to the sleeping face. Full lips parted to reveal a small trail of saliva pouring onto his pillow. Her cheek pushed into the pillow, pulling her face into an uncomfortable position. It didn’t seem like one could sleep like that. 

‘Why would this be called beauty sleep?’

She groaned, mouth closing as her eyes opened blearily. Her eyes widened momentarily out of surprise to see him staring back. Her eyes lidded and a small smile formed on her face, her arms wrapped around his body as she got closer. His lower head getting ideas of its own at the action. Whatever she was about to do, he’d have to keep his guard up. She may be trying to lull him into a false sense of security to strike at the right mome-

“Good morning, Darling.” She lovingly cooed into his ear.

Max blinked once. Then twice. On the third blink, his mind began to process again.

“D-darling?” He blurted out, she leaned back.

“Of course. I’ve decided to give you a shot. Which is why you’re going to take me on a date. I was thinking of this nice little-”

“Date?!” His face went white. He had never gone on a date before. Let alone with a human!

“Well that’s what couples do, besides.” She trailed, her tongue trailed over her lips seductively. Eyeing him up and down like a piece of meat. The action was severely uncomfortable for him.

“You feed me, have a comfy room for me and you’re basically well respected this society by default with protective laws. What you’re packing down here,” She grasped his shaft, which was already at half-mast, she hummed in satisfaction,” Is just a big side benefit.” 

“I, um, need an adult?” He whimpered, her attitude taking on the other side of the spectrum than yesterday. She pouted in response. Making small tugs at his quickly expanding cock.

She could feel the veins on his cock pumping furiously, whether from arousal or fear, or both, she did not know. But it was fun seeing him as the victim for once in their odd relationship. To her, the coming date was more of a test to see what kind of person he was outside of his home and outside of his duties. But there was no shame in a little sexual deviancy. She smirked.
               
“Oh honey, you have no idea how much of an adult I can be.” She leaned in closer to his face, and gently kissed his cheek. She laughed inwardly as his penis twitched in excitement. Only to let go of his rather impressive girth and exit the bed without looking back. She purposefully swayed her hips towards the door. Every shake of her ass caused another twitch of his cock. Her teasing making him stir in both desire and trepidation. He heard of assassins sleeping with their victims before taking them out. But this was a bit much. 

‘She’s naked and probably horny. You’re in the need for a fucksleeve. Go chase her and-‘

“Stop that!” He whisper-shouted to himself. 
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He found himself in the kitchen, breaking eggs into a small dish. He eyed the bacon nervously, not in the mood for it to fight back and burn him. He sighed softly to himself for the sixth time. His gaze found Scarlett, sitting at the table idly viewing the outdoors. He gave her some of his clothing for the day. A sleeveless, light green shirt covered most of her torso. Brown shorts, which on her were short shorts, covered where it counted. He, unfortunately, cut up her only pair of underwear as well. But she seemed more than happy to where one his own. While he appreciated that she was much more compliant, he was somewhat stunned that her resilient personality did a full one-eighty flip. While she was still a bit snarky, she had lost that look of hate in her eyes. 

Burning oil flicked from the pan onto him. Max recoiled from the burn on his arm. He snarled at the pan where the bacon was bouncing rapidly from the heat. Teeth bared and clenched back as his eyes contracted. A gasp had come from the table.
              
“Are you alright?” She asked, concern written on her face. Max’s cheeks lit up. A small bit of his real nature coming to bare, was often embarrassing. Some urges he just couldn’t rid himself of. He poured the eggs into a pot, over the stove.
                
“Just the oil.” He gestured to the pan before pouring water over his arm.
                
“Ah, well. I’m somewhat glad you didn’t pull such a face in the middle of my… Punishment.” She said. 
                

‘I don’t think she means that. She looks waaaay too disappointed. Does she like control and punishment? What an odd thing. If she wanted a dragon mate, she’d be better suited to an Onyx Dragon in my opinion.’ He eyed the bacon with caution. “So, err, how are you?”
               
 “Hmm? Oh, I’m good. Yourself?”
                
“Yeah, not too bad.”

Silence overtook the room. Max took the bacon from its hissing pan onto a plate. He moved back to the eggs to see their progress. Scarlett swayed from side to side on the spot. The pants and underwear squishing her butt rather uncomfortably. Her face going slightly red from the silence and the aroma of his clothes that smelled very much like him. 

"What were you doing in my-” “So about last night-”

Another bout of silence.

                “I-I was… looking through your things… To see if you had any erotic books.” She said confidently. The look on his face said he wasn’t convinced.

                “So that sticky stuff on your face was from you then?”

Or maybe he did.
“Ah… Y-Yes! I’m very messy. And I got tired, so I slept in your bed.” She groaned inwardly at such a crappy excuse. She’d never done this whole relationship thing before. Usually her victims, sexual or otherwise, didn’t live past an hour if they met her. This was obviously the part where he caught her out.
                
“Well, I expect you to clean yourself up after you do your business. Not the morning after, like today.” He moved back to the eggs, scrambling the slowly solidifying food. Her face went blank. It worked? She was either a master at lying, or he was dense as all hell.
She appropriately assumed the latter. Looking back, she saw his eyes turn to slits, much like a cat. It was brief, and his whole body seemed to shiver and distort oddly. When he looked back to her, she quickly glanced away. Her face had gone slightly red.
               
 ‘Oh god. I think I’m attracted to dragons.’
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Max and Scarlett walked side by side in relative silence, making small talk about their surroundings whenever the chance popped up. They arrived at café, the ‘Latte Love’. Max thought it was a cute name, but was somewhat startled at such a choice on Scarlett’s part.

It didn’t sit right in his stomach. 

Scarlett chose the table in the corner booth, the only way to tell if anyone was there was if they walked near there. He scanned through the menu, and would briefly look over the menu to find her looking through the menu with a small smile and a light blush.
He met the girl about, a day ago? Why was she so attached to him? The life of an assassin sounded exciting. Surely, she must have someone to go back to. Unless he was the only real piece of positive reinforcement she’s had.

Oh.

Oh.
He was broken out of his sudden realization moment to find the waitress standing with a notepad, smiling happily at them both. 
               
 “I’d like a toasted steak sandwich with extra cheese.” Scarlett said, placing her menu down.
               
“Ah, the same please.” Max smiled. The waitress said something about it coming soon, but Max paid her no heed. If it really were the case that she latched onto him due to how easy going his life was, and that he supplied her with pretty much everything, while at the same time keeping her against her will. Then wasn’t this all a bit too screwed up? Loving someone because you happily live with them, share meals with them, and clothing, and being in bed with them… and…
               
‘Well. Shit.’

She really was a hundred percent in love with him, because he provided more than simple sex and a room. She said it herself. All that was left was to figure out if she was truly the one to be his mate. 

He drummed his fingers against the wooden table, looking down at the cracks of its basic square design. It wasn’t that she was a human that caused him to hesitate, nor that she was an assassin. It was more on the balance of principle. While being on a date was a step in the right direction for an average human couple. It was not, for a human that forced to stay with a dragon, whose specialty revolved around sexual desires. 

For a day.

His thought process was stunned again. Something smooth brushed up against his thigh. His vision caught a bare foot, rubbing back and forth along his clothed inner thigh. He looked back up to see Scarlett looking away at the relatively empty café. She was keeping lookout.

‘What is she- Erk!’

His voice caught in his throat, he felt the base of her toes gently nudge his growing member, which moved along the same thigh she returned to rubbing. Coaxing it to be harder.

‘You fool! You’ve doomed us all!’ He accused his treacherous lower head. He had to cover his mouth with one hand. She upped the pace, slowly feeling up the entire shaft. She leaned over the table, a wide smirk on her face along with a faint red in her cheeks. Regaining some amount of control, Max lowered his hand and continued drumming his hands along the table. Of course, she’d do something like this in a public space. He flinched when he felt her toes pinch the sensitive head. Movement was caught in his vision, the waitress coming back with two sandwiches.

“Here’s your meals, please enjoy!” The waitress was completely oblivious to what Scarlett was doing. She merely placed the plates down and walked off. Scarlett grinned, ceasing her actions and moved to her sandwich using a knife to cut it in half. Max took a heavy grin and picked it up, taking a large bite out of the corner. 

*Clang!

Her knife dropped to the floor, Scarlett grunted in irritation. But… smiled when she went under the table? Wasn’t she an assassin? It’s hard to believe someone with a job description like that would-

Cool air brushed against his naked legs, his dick jumping up to attention. He dropped his sandwich in surprise. 
‘She pulled down my pants that quickly while I was sitting down!?’ He couldn’t move nor breath, but her warm breath could be felt. He looked down to see a pair of mischievous, brown eyes looking up at him.
                
“Sorry, Max, but it seemed like I forgot to order a drink,” Her small hand grabbed his cock, “I’ll just take some of the one you brought.” Her mouth covering the entire head, sucking intensely. She jerked him quickly, intent on getting him off quickly. She slobbered over his cock, lips dragging back and forth her cheeks concaved. One of her small hands rubbed his ballsack, gently running her fingers along the hairless pair. Max grit his teeth, attempting to contain himself as best as possible. 
                
‘I could stop her. But…’ 

She moved further along, his fully erect cock moved down her throat with relative ease. Her lips dragged over the head, tongue swirled over. Max bit his lips in response, his left eye closed and twitching, trying to hold back. His cock ached, the angry red tip covered in a layer of saliva as Scarlett rose, taking in a deep breathe. She chuckled at the Max’s expression, and used one hand to move her hair from her face as she used the other to jerk off his throbbing member. A bead of precum dripped from his cock. Scarlett eyed it for a moment, only to lick it slowly, then dip the tip of her tongue into his urethra. Max’s eyes widened and his whole body jerked forward. Scarlett swallowed the head back into her mouth, and sucked and jerked his dick at a faster pace. His eyes drooped, a familiar feeling of orgasm. His teeth bit into his lower lip harder. He knew that his load was above average, even for a draconian, and it’d be bad if it ended up wrong. It would cause a scene and nearby men and women, regardless of species, would go into a sexual frenzy. Hands gripped his hips, her throat enveloped his cock until her lips kissed the base. Brown eyes looked up at him, almost cross-eyed.

The world greyed around him, and all movement ceased.

He grabbed the back of her head with both hands and groaned loudly, pushing her all the way down to the base. Thrusting into her unchanging expression, the daft cross-eyed look remained as he shoved his entire length down her throat, his nails digging into her scalp as he grew rougher. The world returned to its movements, and Scarlett let out a range of sputters. Her eyes as wide as saucers as a wave of different feelings within her mouth overwhelmed her. As if there were multiple thrusts happening at once. 
                
“I’m going to-” 

His movement stopped, cock throbbed once as a wave of cum coated the walls of her throat. Every torrent of cum was met with a thrust of his hips, ensuring that it couldn’t escape. She let out gurgle, her stomach was filled. Having nowhere else to go, it dripped from her mouth and nose, splattering onto the floor. She couldn’t breathe, the sweetness of his cum overwhelming her sense of smell and taste. Her eyes lidded. Her vision going hazy. 

He slowly pulled out, only to have her hand gently move onto his shaft and tugged twice. She sucked heavily at the head, causing him to stiffen and bend over the table with a grunt. A wet pop came from under the table as she let his still hard member from her mouth. She breathed heavily, excess cum dripping onto the floor. 
                
‘So much for trying not to leave a mess.’ He grabbed a handful of serviettes, passing them under the table. A small mention of thanks came from the table, he grabbed a few more to attend to his member.

Max ate both the now cold sandwiches, Scarlett claimed that she was full. But he didn’t miss the hungry eyes he was being given from her. He assumed that she was holding herself back with the way she was rubbing her thighs together and the occasional lick of her lips. 

‘Well. If she won’t ask me for permission. Then ill take matters to my own hands.’

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The light of dusk had come. The first few steps Scarlett took in her new home, she felt rough hands grip her hips, and was pulled back into his chest. His member pressing into her rump. She let out a breathy moan, wanting his dominance to resurface once more. Warm breath on her neck caused her to shiver. His left hand gripped the hem of her shirt lifting it slowly off her body revealing her small black bra.
                
“Shouldn’t we go somewhere more comfy...?” She trailed off as she was forcibly turned around, and absentmindedly found her hand crawling to her pants. His light blue eyes, turned to slits like a cat. Dark green scales appeared on his cheeks and neck. His green scaly, wings were outstretched, and slowly moving around her. His tail waved from side to side behind him. Standing at an extra foot taller, he leaned over her. 
                
“I was born from the union of Emerald and Onyx dragons. Does this form scare you?” He said with a wide smile, teeth turned to fangs. His voice had grown deeper, the snake-like tongue exaggerating some parts of his speech. Scarlett didn’t move. Unused to the sight of such a creature, and how much of a difference there was between his human disguise and this new monstrous form. 
She squeaked as a clawed hand made its way between her legs, breaking her from her stupor. Talons gently glided up her thighs. She pressed herself against his true form as his palm pressed into her aching sex. 
               
“Mmm… I’m not afraid of you. Show me what you got big guy.” She mumbled into his chest. His hands wrapped around her voluptuous ass, picking her up. She wrapped her legs around his torso, just below his wings, her hands gripped his shoulders. Their faces lined up. She took in a deep breath, a sweet smell over taking her senses.
                
“Make this memorable.” She said.

She moved in, her lips pressing into his. They curled and massaged together, as she made for a steamy kiss. His hands gripping into her ass, causing small tears in the fabric. She pressed her chest into his own, her body fidgeting in pleasure and nervousness as she kissed. He returned her enthusiasm in kind. The smacking of lips and ripping of clothing the only sound in the room. They disconnected, both breathing heavily from the lack of oxygen. He took a few steps further into the house as his mouth reconnected. Her eyes widened as every step caused his erection to grind into her already wet cunt. She moaned loudly into the kiss, but Max saw it as an opportunity to thrust his long dragon tongue into her.
  
It wrapped around her own tongue, pulling it into his own. She gasped as she was pressed into the wall of what seemed to be his room. His tongue, completely wrapped around her own, began to make a jerking motion. He grinded his throbbing member into her. His hands, still resting on her ass, pulled her into every thrust he made. The sensations of getting her tongue sucked and jerked while having his dick press into her was slowly driving her insane, and she was barely undressed.
                
‘I don’t think I’ll be the same after this.’

He disconnected once more. Her tongue hung loosely out of her mouth, dripping in a coating of his saliva, as she moaned from his grinding and previous violation of her tongue. He pulled her from the wall, then tore off her pants into tattered pieces with one hand. The tip of his cock lined perfectly with her wet pussy. She bit her lower lip, looking up to him pleadingly. He did not move, only smile devilishly as she was held up too high to have any affect. She rolled her hips, desperately trying to have him penetrate. He instead pulled her away, placing her on the edge of the bed. Before she could protest, she was pushed back and separated her legs. His head moved in, his warm breath tickling her sensitive lips.
                
“Sssince you got your drink, it’sss only fair that I get mine.” 

His draconic tongue slithered on the outskirts. It pushed gently on her red hairs, causing her to gasp and arch her back from the teasing gesture. One of her hands lowered onto the back of his head, attempting to push down for more. To no avail.
                
“Please… Don’t tease me like this.” She whimpered. His blue, cat-like eyes stared up at her. His clawed hands grasped onto her thick thighs.
                
“You don’t get a sssay. You are mine. You are my treasssure now,” He lowered down, she could feel his breath an inch away from her soaked cunt, “and I love my treasssure.” His tongue darted into her. The entire length of it pushed until it hit near the end of her cervix. She screamed out. While she was familiar in oral sex. But not with a dragon. It writhed, pushing her walls around in different direction. Both of her hands gripped his hard and pushed him further in, moaning at every movement. She felt a noticeable pain on her legs. His claws were raking her thighs, red markings trailed up and down. But rather than complain, she took it in with gasps of joy. She couldn’t tell the difference with the sweet smell in the air. 

The end of his tongue flicked up against a particularly squishy spot. Her grip on his head tightened and she whimpered. He was pushing against something good. Every time it flicked, he moans would grow louder. She looked down at him, to find he was looking back. A mischievous look in his eyes, as if he’d found something amusing.
               
“What are you -Ahn!- thinking… of.” She trailed off, and moaned louder. His tongue had begun making rapid motions. Bouncing around in her tight walls, smacking several good spots in the process. 
                
‘It can vibrate?!’

His claws moved from her thighs, now scraping along the back of her knees and calves. Juices seeped out from her vagina onto the bed and, to her surprise, he had willingly sucked up as most as he could. She let out a multiple of swears. Her legs shook, her body writhed from the pleasure. Never letting go the back of his head for a moment. Enjoying every moment she could of such an experience. Her vision began to whiten as the tongues vibration continued, and as he widened his tongue slightly, pushing her already overwhelmed walls.
                
“Haa- im going to- nngf- im gonna-!”
He pulled out his tongue out.
                
“No! I was so-” She was cut off. His body loomed over hers, his wings outstretched, and his large cock rested on her abdomen. 
                
“I’ve had my fill of a ‘drink’. But now…” He grabbed his shaft, lowering it down to her entrance. His hand grabbed the middle of her tiny bra, and ripped it straight off, revealing all her body to him. She panted heavily, placing her hands on his chest. 
                
“Please…” she moaned, wrapping her legs around his torso again. He grinned ferally, whether purposefully or just a side effect of his dragon form, she didn’t know. He leaned closer giving her a chaste kiss, and pulled away from her momentarily. Pushing the tip inside her sensitive pussy, agonizingly slowly. She fidgeted her, never had she had such a size inside. Was this the reason he moved slowly?

Scarlett quickly got her answer in the form of a hard thrust as his entire length crashed into her, the tip smashing against her uterus. Her face contorted into a silent scream as she came hard, her pussy contracted heavily around him. She expected pain from such a large member, but she was happily mistaken. After receiving such intense treatment from his tongue alone, she felt like she could orgasm again at any moment.
               
“And with thisss… You are my mate until our dying dayssss…” He grunted, moving in closer, giving a small kiss to her cheek, then began thrusting. To her surprise, and enjoyment, he didn’t like to take it slow. He rode into her hard and fast, with no rhythm whatsoever. Very distinct traits of a man who had never done this before.

She couldn’t believe it, she was fucking a virgin dragon.

She didn’t think long on it though, he withdrew his length out until only the tip remained and rammed back in. Squelching noises resonated as his hips smacked into her. Every thrust resonated throughout her body. Something warm was shooting into her, causing spikes of pleasure to run through her body. She soon began to realize, that was how a dragon’s precum operated. It felt the equivalent to a human’s cum shot, but it wasn’t stopping. Every thrust let out more, and he soon found a fast rhythm, which caused it to feel like an endless stream of sperm was filling her to the brim.

He leaned closer to her, hands reaching under the blanket and gripping her ass cheeks tightly. His claws sank into her pillowy ass. His pace quickened, feeling like a blur of dragon cock filling her, withdrawing entirely, only to ram into her over and over. Her tongue hung loosely from her mouth, her voice failing her. He took advantage of that, pulling her into another lengthy kiss. Rather than pull at her tongue, he ran his own over hers. It’s tip roughly passed over her teeth and flicked her tongue. Her the knuckles on her fingers turned white as she gripped his shoulders tighter. 

Cum began leaking out of her, dripping onto the bed. His thrusting slowed, and he extracted his tongue from her mouth. Scarlett’s moans filled the room once again, barely seeing from the corner of her eye that one of his own eyes was closed and a small frown on his face. It was the look of a virgin trying to ride out the last of it before he finished. She couldn’t tell him that it was okay. That she wanted to be filled up. She slowly pulled herself towards him. He let out small grunts, having trouble holding back. He moved down to meet her, her arms moving for a tight embrace as she moved next to his ear.

“Darling.”

His eyes widened. His thrusts rose in tempo, no longer pulling out the whole way and made short rapid thrusts. Her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly, trying to hold her own orgasm back until his. He leaned back as far as he could, his length slammed into her so hard that the bed creaked into the wall. He let out a roar as he came. Coming out in large spurts, filling her to absolute capacity. The feeling of his semen coating her inner walls, the certainty that she was well and truly bred by her lover, made her cry out in pleasure. Her own orgasm overtaking her senses. To her shock, and absolute pleasure, he didn’t stop. 
With nowhere else to go, and not wanting to finish filling her, he pulled out. A thick layer of his cum landing on her chest as he pulled her body around so her mouth covered his tip and hilted in her throat. She couldn’t even keep up with him, her stomach filled with cum. She came for the third time, the cum that was in sore vagina, spurted onto the floor. He let go of her head, and she slowly slid off, her lips dragging along his slowly softening cock.

She grabbed the shaft, bobbed her head slowly just to make sure he was fully drained. He chuckled, helping her to her feet. His form steadily changing back to his human one.
                
“Let’s… have a shower, yeah?”

Scarlett giggled. She felt light headed, and a shower with her beloved captor sounded lovely.

"Whatever you desire, darling."