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Scorn and I stood outside the studio, the cool night air wrapping around us like a shroud. My heart raced as I reflected on our first day as an actor for the infamous BUST-A-Nut Studio. It was surreal, almost too good to be true, that a simple picture and text message had led us here, of all places.

I glanced over at Scorn, his massive, scaly body shimmering under the orange glow of the parking lot lights. His deep purple scales seemed to drink in the light, casting an ethereal sheen that made my heart skip a beat. He appeared lost in thought, staring up into the darkening sky with an intensity that only he could muster.

"Storm's coming," he muttered, breaking the silence between us. The gravelly timbre of his voice sent shivers down my spine. His gaze shifted toward me, and a silly smile spread across his muzzle. "Hey, can I have a ride home?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically nervous.

"Sure thing," I replied, trying to hide my own nerves by scratching the back of my neck. "I've been meaning to talk to you anyway." I turned away from his captivating purple eyes, feeling the weight of his stare linger on me.

As we walked back to my car in silence, I couldn't help but enjoy the simple pleasure of being in Scorn's company. The parking lot was mostly empty now, with just a few random cars scattered about like islands in a sea of asphalt. I noticed that Scorn kept glancing at me, then quickly looking away when he caught me returning his gaze. Was there something stuck in my fur?

"Is... is everything okay?" I asked hesitantly, wondering if he'd bring up whatever it was that seemed to be on his mind.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, everything's good," he replied, his voice wavering slightly. It wasn't like him to act this nervous. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

When we reached my car, I opened the door and let out a sigh of relief as the stress of the day seemed to drain from my body. Sitting down in the driver's seat, I glanced over at Scorn who looked almost as relieved as I felt, but not quite. His paws twitched a little bit, as though he wanted to say something, but the words just wouldn't come out. Part of me wanted to push the issue, but I decided it would be better to let him speak in his own time.

As my car sped down the deserted highway, I couldn't help but notice Scorn's clenched jaw and rigid shoulders. He seemed on edge, like a tightly wound rubber band ready to snap. "Did I say something wrong in our last scene?" I asked, trying to break the tension that hung heavy between us. But he just shook his head, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the window. The air inside the car felt thick with unease as we continued driving in silence.

"Marvin, listen..." Scorn finally started, his deep voice trembling ever so slightly. "Today was... amazing. And I want to thank you for everything and..." He took a deep breath, the sound mingling with the faint rustle of his scales. "It's just that," he paused, then blurted out all at once, "It's just that, I really like you, and you did me a huge favor by helping me get this job, and I'm afraid of ruining it, but I caught feelings for you, and...and."

Scorn's words burst from his mouth like a powerful river, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion as I shared his sentiments. As he stumbled over his thoughts, I gently placed my paw over his mouth, silencing his nervous confession. He looked at me with surprise in his eyes, and I smiled reassuringly at him.

"Let me just park real quick, big guy," I muttered, pulling the car over to the side of the road. Before I knew it, we were enveloped in darkness and the hum of distant engines filled the air around us. I took a deep breath, savoring the scent of the cool night air mixed with Scorn's musky aroma.

"Alright, now where were we?" I mused, unclasping my seatbelt and maneuvering myself on top of the larger dragon. My body pressed against his broad chest, and I could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my paw. I held him close, our foreheads touching as we shared a moment of mutual vulnerability.

"Marvin, I--" Scorn tried to speak, but I silenced him with a gentle nuzzle.

"Shh, here's your answer," I whispered, my gaze locked onto his captivating purple eyes. Without a second thought, I leaned in and captured his lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Our tongues collided in a passionate frenzy, their movements wild and desperate as if they had been starved for this moment. I couldn't get enough of the warmth and wetness of his muscle filling my mouth, tangling and exploring every inch with an urgency that made my head spin. As the kiss deepened, his slippery tongue delved deeper into the confines of my mouth, igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume us both. I responded eagerly, tracing every ridge and divot of his tongue, desperate to taste every inch of this exotic creature who was driving me mad with desire. Our muzzles parted slightly, and I let out a guttural moan that mingled with our ragged breaths, only intensifying the electric connection between us.

"God, Marvin," he gasped between kisses. "I want you so bad."

A smirk spread across my face as our lips met, my canines glistening in the low light. "As much as I want to continue this, we should probably wait until we're back at home," I whispered teasingly, my paws wandering and gripping his hips. "Plus, I don't think filling this leased car with dragon cum would go over well with the dealership," I added with a mischievous wink and a playful lick of my lips.

The dragon looked crestfallen but put himself back together. " one more kiss for the road then,"

I give him a wicked grin as I leaned in for another kiss, this time I pushed my hips down onto his stiff member a gave a few playful teasing humps teasing the dragon's needy cock, before I arched my muzzle in his and our tongues let once more.

Scorn snapped away from our passionate kiss, leaving a glistening trail of saliva between us. His lips curved into a pout as He pouted and tugged his massive member back into his pants with one hand while the other roughly squeezed my ass, pushing me back into my seat."That's just not right," he grumbled, playfully squeezing my throbbing member through my pants before letting go with a mischievous smirk.

My body ached with need as I struggled to resist the overwhelming temptation to ravish the dragon in the backseat of my car. But then I remembered my deductible and how awkward it would be to explain "dragon damage" to my insurance company. With a heavy sigh, I started the car and drove off before things got too hot and bothered - both for myself and the dragon.

"Hey Marvin, why don't we go to my place instead? I have a special gift for you." Scorn's eyes flickered with both desire and an unknown emotion as he spoke.

I nodded in agreement, feeling a shiver of excitement course through me. It was only then that I realized I didn't know where the hell Scorn lived. "Hey buddy, just where is your place?" I asked, my ears perking up in anticipation.

Scorn chuckled and added address to my cars GPW with a teasing wink. I nodded in thanks, and changed direction, following the sultry voice of the GPS lady, as she guided me towards my destination.

As I drove, my mind couldn't help but drift back to our earlier conversation. The memory of Scorn's flirtatious grin and smoldering eyes sent a shiver down my spine and stirred something inside me. I couldn't wait to see what other surprises he had in store for me at his apartment, and my tail twitched with curiosity, eager to explore more of this mysterious dragon. Each passing mile felt like an eternity, the anticipation building with each turn of the road. As I approached his apartment complex.

The automated voice of the GPS snapped me back to reality as it announced, "Arriving at your destination." My eyes darted around, landing on the large apartment building. The grandiose structure boasted high roofs that seemed to reach for the sky and wide doors that could accommodate even the largest of dragons. Rough brown stone covered the exterior walls, giving off a cave-like appearance that was both intimidating and intriguing. As I studied the architecture, it dawned on me: this building was designed with dragons in mind. Everything from its sturdy construction to its fireproof materials screamed of its inhabitants' fiery nature.

My legs shook with a mix of excitement and nerves as I turned off the ignition. After taking a deep breath, I finally got out of the car. Scorn followed suit and stretched his wings to their full length before neatly tucking them against his back. "First time coming home with a dragon's apartment before?" he asked with a smirk.

I sheepishly admitted, "I always imagined dragons living in caves or volcanoes." I couldn't believe I had never noticed this place before!

He chuckled and lightly patted my shoulder. "Believe me, if you think rent is steep in the city, try renting a volcano," he quipped with a wry smile.

He flashed me a comforting smile, and I couldn't help but mirror it. We climbed a seemingly endless flight of stairs before coming to a halt in front of a massive stone door. The dragon fumbled in his pockets for a moment before pulling out a key and unlocking the door.

"Welcome to my humble abode," Scorn's playful tone greeted me as we entered his apartment. The dimly lit space was dominated by a large, worn rug in the center of the living room. I squinted as my eyes adjusted to the low light, taking in the towering bookshelf filled with leather-bound volumes on one side and a cozy loveseat next to an impressive fireplace on the other.

"Give me a sec," Scorn murmured, his voice as smooth as silk. He took a deep breath, and I felt the heat radiating from him before he exhaled a torrent of dragon fire at the fireplace. The sudden burst of light was almost blinding, and I blinked furiously as the room came to life with flickering flames casting playful shadows on the walls.

"Here, have a seat," Scorn said, motioning toward the loveseat. I settled onto the plush cushions, reveling in the warmth that licked at my fur. My tail flicked with excitement as I watched Scorn rummage through the shelves, my mind buzzing with curiosity. I couldn't resist picking up a book from the sofa and was immediately greeted by scandalous images within its pages. My eyes scanned the titles on the overflowing bookcase with amusement: Backdoor Sluts 9, Hot Rods and Tailpipes, Drag'n'Drop!? I Glanced over at Scorn still searching for something, I thought to myself, what a horny bastard. But then again, who am I to judge? After all, my browser history is just as damming.

"Found it!" he exclaimed triumphantly, clutching a small box in one of his massive paws. He walked over and sat down beside me, the weight of his muscular body causing the loveseat to creak beneath us.

"Damn, what's in the box?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity any longer.

"I've always wanted to use these," Scorn admitted, holding the box close. "Is that so?" I replied, raising an eyebrow at his mysterious tone. He nodded, a hint of vulnerability flashing across his eyes. "Let me explain, Inside this box is what's known as Rumag collars."

He delicately lifted the lid of the box, revealing two exquisite red collars nestled within. The deep red color glinted in the faint light, hinting at its true potential. "Fun fact," he said with a knowing smile, "Rumag is an old draconic word for 'Mating'." His voice was smooth and velvety, like dark chocolate melting on the tongue. "These are no ordinary collars," he continued, lifting them out of the box. "They symbolize a deeper connection between two individuals, taking things from just-for-fun sex to something more intimate." As he held them up, they seemed to slowly flicker with energy, as if they were waking up from a long slumber.

My gaze shifted from the collars to Scorn's face. His expression held a mix of earnestness and vulnerability that made me feel like he was entrusting me with something precious. I had heard stories about dragons' unusual rituals for those they thought of as special, and I couldn't help but be excited by the fact that he was honoring me in this way.

My heart raced as I gazed at the intricate gold designs embedded in the collars. "Damn, Scorn," I whispered, my voice betraying my awe. "I am truly honored," I managed to whisper, struggling to keep my composure in front of the purple dragon.

"Good," he murmured, a shy grin on his lips. His strong hands circled my neck and carefully fastened the leather collar in place. The moment it settled against my neck, a tingle ran down my spine - a feeling of something darkly intimate and life-altering. My eyes watched Scorn as he donned his own collar, taking visible pride in the thick red band that was now around his neck.

"So, what's next?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as I glanced back at the box.

"Now we Rummag," Scorn replied, his voice a soft whisper as he reached out to take my paw in his. "This is something I've never done before," he murmured, "but if half of the stories are true the we are in for one hell of an experience, Ready?" he asked with an excited glint in his eyes. I nodded eagerly, unable to contain my excitement any longer as we began the ritual.

Scorn's smile widened with delight as he dug his hands into the box, pulling out a round sack of fragrant dried herbs. He opened the drawstrings and slowly poured the entire contents into his mouth. His gaze shifted to meet mine with a mischievous glint. "I think you're really gonna enjoy this part." His voice was muffled by the dry herbs in his mouth. Scorn filled his lungs with air and for a moment the shadows in the room seemed to draw closer. A spark flew from his mouth and lit up the herbs he had been chewing, which crackled and sparked as they caught alight. The sound of crackling filled the room as a sweet, heady aroma spread around us. When Scorn finally exhaled, a thick purple cloud of smoke encircled us, in a warm haze.

"Damn, Scorn," I breathed, my voice shaky with anticipation. "What is this stuff?"

His deep laugh rumbled through his chest, sending shivers down my spine. "This is dragon grass," he explained, gesturing to the smoke swirling around us. His large paws gently brushed my back. "It helps us tap into our inner fire." A sly smile crept across his face. "Though I can't guarantee how it will affect a fox like you."

I coughed as I inhaled more of the thick smoke and gave him a wry look. "Maybe that's something you should have mentioned earlier."

He chuckled again and reassured me, "Don't worry, just relax your mind and trust your instincts."

I did as he suggested and relaxed my mind, I trusted Scon if he said it was safe then it was safe, although that sly smirk on his face was a bit concerning.

I shut my eyes tight, determined to let go of all my inhibitions. I inhaled deeply, feeling a spark ignite within me. A voice inside my head urged me on, begging for more fuel for the growing fire. I took another breath and then another, each breath feeding the ember. Soon enough the ember within me grew into an inferno, consuming every inch of my being and I embraced it fully. As I opened my eyes, everything was different. My senses were heightened as if a veil had been lifted from them. The colors around me were vibrant and alive.

Scorn peered up at me with a mix of worry and fascination. "Is everything alright, little buddy?" he inquired; his eyes locked onto mine in intense curiosity.

My gaze locked onto his, then fixated on the collar around his neck. It was like throwing gasoline on a fire, igniting a blazing inferno of desire within me. In that moment, all I could feel was pure lust, and nothing else mattered but his fat dragon cock and the unyielding pulse of ecstasy it promised. He spoke to me, asking a question, but it might as well have been in another language - my mind consumed by primal urges, rational thought vanished into thin air. Desperately, I tried to form words, but all that escaped my mouth were wild, incoherent growls.

I took him by surprise, pushing him onto the couch with more force than I normally could. He gasped as he landed on the worn cushions, his stocky frame easily denting them beneath us. His eyes sparkled in shock and excitement, as I descended atop him in a single, fluid motion, trapping him beneath my weight. A tingle ran up my spine as I felt his body heat against my fur and his rigid Cock beneath me.

I released a howl of satisfaction filled with primal desire and held Scorn firmly beneath me. My paws moved of their own accord, tearing clothes away with lightning speed until neither of us had any clothing left on aside from our collars.

I clenched my jaw, welcomed the overwhelming sensation that flooded my body. The feeling was both familiar and foreign -- like something I'd experienced before but couldn't quite recognize. My eyes were glued to his dick, I reached down, my paw curling around Scorn's thick shaft and then mine. His massive length seemed to swallow up my own, making mine look small and insignificant in comparison. But I didn't care -- I needed this. Moving slowly, I began rubbing our cocks together, tracing circles on the swollen tips of both members as they gleamed wetly in the firelight. As our slick organs met each other with a wet slap, Scorn's deep moans of pleasure echoed off the walls while my own low groans joined him in unison.

"Marvin, don't stop... please," Scorn panted, his breathing growing increasingly frantic beneath me. He tried to reach for his cock, but I swatted his hands away, tightening my grip around both our lengths.

The friction of our cocks rubbing together was like velvet against velvet, sending an intoxicating shiver up my spine. Pleasure surged through me, every nerve ending on fire as the throbbing warmth of Scorn's substantial girth pressed against my own. The slickness of our pre-cum enhanced each stroke, making it more exhilarating than the last. I could feel the heat radiating from our bodies, a mix of desire and pure animalistic lust driving us both towards release. The primal sounds of pleasure filled the air, mingling with the musky scent of sex. It was a moment that felt timeless, as if nothing else in the world existed except for this intense connection between our needy cocks.

"Marvin...faster" Scorn whimpered beneath me, his eyes glazed with lust as he watched our entwined cocks. My grip tightened around Scorn's body as his pleas for me to go faster increased. Lust clouded his eyes, and I could feel his quivering grow beneath me. Our combined cocks pulsated with intensity and my pumping grew slower as I felt our knots swell within my grasp, their increasing size adding another layer of pleasure that sent tingles through my veins. His cries of pleasure echoed in the air, becoming more insistent as I pushed us both closer to blissful release.

A low moan escaped my lips as I felt the weight of his impressive knot in my paw. Our cocks burned with intensity, raging for a final apex that seemed to elude us both. My breathing quickened as I begged for it to come, but still nothing happened.

"Wh-why aren't we cumming?" I growled our in primal fury, desperation gripping me as I stared at our still-aching erections. Scorn, too, looked baffled by the lack of climax, his gaze drawn to our pulsing members before we both instinctively glanced at our collars.

I took a deep breath and focused on controlling the burning sensation in my chest. With a calm mind, I assessed the situation and tried to make sense of what was happening. "Look at our collars," I said urgently, pointing to the glowing devices around our necks. "They're getting brighter." I turned to Scorn, hoping he could shed some light on this unexpected development.

"Fuck, you're right...maybe we have to fill the collars," he replied, his voice laced with frustration, his cock also throbbing with pent-up energy.

As I opened my mouth to reply, a surge of red-hot energy jolted through my body, starting at my collar and shooting down to my groin. My member immediately sprang to life, writhing and twitching with intense pleasure that bordered on pain. The overwhelming sensation was almost unbearable, but the fact that I couldn't release and find relief only heightened the agony.

"Ohhh Fuck, Scorn what's happening to me?" I let out a deep moan, my body trembling as a powerful surge of pleasure coursed through my veins. My previously small and unimpressive cock now seemed to have a life of its own, rapidly growing and thickening until it was pushing against Scorn's monstrous member. Heat radiated from my core and spread throughout my limbs, intensifying the sensations and causing me to arch my back in ecstasy. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire as I struggled to contain the overwhelming wave of pleasure that threatened to consume me completely. The air around us crackled with a palpable energy, amplifying the intense connection between us. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

"Its the Rummag," he choked out, his voice thick with both awe and his own unfulfilled desire. He reached over, wrapping one of his massive paws around my newly expanded shaft, his smooth scales providing an electrifying contrast against my sensitive flesh. "lets fill these collars." Scorn said his voice a husky moan.

My body surged with renewed energy as I locked eyes with the dragon, I took a deep breath to reinvigorate my inner fire. Without hesitation, my body moved on its own, positioning me perfectly for the task at hand. As I leaned forward and ran my tongue over his pulsing member, I felt a tug on my own arousal from below. With surprise, I realized that the eager dragon had opened their mouth wide and was greedily devouring my cock. A mischievous smirk crossed my face as I grasped his throbbing erection in both hands and eagerly presented it to my lips. "If you think you can out-suck a fox, you have another thing coming," I grunted around a mouthful of dragon dick. The battle of pleasure had begun between us, each determined to come out on top.

The rhythm of our sucking grew faster and more intense, our moans echoing off the walls of the apartment. We were both driven by the need to fill our collars, to submit to this primal urge that had been awakened in us. I shivered as Scorn's hot breath fanned my inner thighs, sending tingles throughout my body. My own precum continued to ooze from my tip, joining the mix of tastes in his mouth.

His paws moved down my back, stopping to fondle my ass cheeks. He squeezed them tightly, kneading the flesh until I could feel each of his fingers, then delicately pulled them apart as if opening a prized present. His touch sent licks of pleasure up my spine and against my will, my cock began to swell in his mouth. His finger moved teasingly along my crease before plunging in and out of me with increasing intensity. Every thrust sent an intense wave of pleasure through me, and I gasped around his cock while trying to contain it.

We gasped and moaned in ecstasy as we devoured each other's throbbing lengths, the fire within us building to an inferno. My vision cleared and I caught sight of our glowing collars, pulsing with our primal energy. A surge of excitement should have filled me as I anticipated release, but a dark feeling gnawed at my insides. Taking a deep breath of smoke, I centered my thoughts and let my inner flame guide me. Suddenly, a fiery image consumed my mind - what my fire desired, what I truly craved. With a wicked grin, I took in another deep breath and fed my inner inferno until it reached its blazing climax. Then, with all my willpower, I thrust my consciousness into the heart of the flames and merged with them in a searing fusion. The sound of cracking filled my ears as my mind and fire became one entity.

My transformation was a violent burst of energy, causing Scorn to break free from our connection and watch in awe. In an instant, my fur changed into a deep crimson that radiated with intense heat, overtaking the dull orange it once was. My claws extended into razor-sharp weapons and my canines grew longer. The air around me warped and swirled with the intensity of my heat. I felt invincible, confident in my newfound strength. But above all else, I felt an overwhelming surge of primal desire coursing through my veins, fueling every instinct within me.

I threw my head back and bellowed, my voice raw with fire. "Come test yourself in my flames!" I demanded, the passion in my words burning hot. I locked eyes with Scorn, his seductive gaze filled with a wild, animalistic challenge. "I will ride the Dragon," I declared.

With a smirk, he gruffly replied, "Very well, let's see if your fox-fire can stand up to the heat of a mighty dragon!" His voice boomed dramatically as if challenging a foe in a game.

Carefully, I positioned myself above his thick, throbbing member, its girthy size both intimidating and enticing. The air between us crackled with electricity as I began to lower myself onto him, feeling my body stretch around his impressive girth. A shuddering gasp escaped my lips as I let my tight hole sink onto Scorn's massive cock, my hips grinding against his in an unspoken promise of pleasure. My tail arched high behind me, emphasizing the lewd display of our coupling, and I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of being so deliciously full.

"Marvin," Scorn rasped, his eyes blazing with primal lust. His clawed fingers reached for me, but I held him off with a fiery intensity. Our bodies were ignited, burning with an insatiable desire that threatened to consume us both. I could feel the heat radiating between us as we struggled for control, caught in a passionate inferno.

I lifted my chin in defiance, my eyes flashing dangerously at him. "No way," I snarled through gritted teeth, jabbing a claw into scaly chest. "This time, I'm taking this cock, you're not giving it to me." A cold smirk played across my lips as I watched him recoil, knowing that I had won this battle. There was no turning back now -- I was going to ride this one my way.

I threw my head back and drove myself down onto Scorn's rigid shaft. With each thrust, the sofa creaked beneath us, our bodies slapping together with a wet, delicious sound. His paws dug into the cushions his claws rending them as he forced himself to grip keep his hands off. My insides felt as if they had burst open as I kept up the frenzied rhythm, pushing us both to the point of delirious pleasure.

"Ah, fuck... You're so hot," Scorn groaned, his eyes half-lidded with ecstasy as he watched me ride him like a beast possessed.

"Damn right," I panted, continuing my relentless pace. "And I'm not done yet, dragon."

We moved to the passionate rhythm of drums, swaying and twirling in an erotic dance. The air became thick with anticipation as our desire grew more fervent. Our collars began to light up the room in a red glow that seemed to pulse with every beat of our hearts.

My scorching paws gripped onto Scorn's chest, my razor claws leaving marks in his scales as I rode him. Each forceful thrust of his molten shaft ignited a fierce passion within me, my body burning with desire. The intense heat of our bodies melded together, igniting a wildfire of ecstasy. My cock dripped large pools of steamy hot precum down onto Scorn's chest I ground his meat under my tail.

"Marvin... fuck!" he moaned under me, his deep voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies colliding. He was completely at my mercy, and it felt intoxicating.

"Tell me how much you love it," I demanded through gritted teeth, slamming my hips down harder and faster. My tail twitched with frenzied excitement, betraying the storm of pleasure brewing within me.

"Gods, I love it when you ride me like this," Scorn managed to gasp, his breath hitching as I took him deeper and harder.

The scent of our shared lust filled the air, a delicious mix of smoke, musk, and desire that only fueled our carnal dance. I could feel my body stretching to accommodate Scorn's impressive girth, his slick precum starting to leak into my needy hole.

"Feels so fucking good, doesn't it?" I growled, gripping his hips tightly in an attempt to maintain control. "I'm gonna make you cum so hard, you won't even remember your own name," I murmured, slamming down on him recklessly as the scarlet light from our collars bathed the room in a lava-like glow. The fire coursing through me became unbearable, forcing a guttural moan from my lips. My paws clutched at Scorn's hips, urging him to meet my frantic thrusts. As I humped down onto his massive shaft, I rolled my hips, grinding against him - the sheer size of his cock reaching depths within me that I had never felt before.

"Ahh-ah Fuck," the Dragon whimpered beneath me, as his eyes rolled back in pleasure, and he did all that he could to withstand my seductive onslaught.

Spurred on by his moans I dug my claws deeper into his scales and I screamed in ecstasy, "Give me all of it! Every single inch of that dragon cock!" My voice reverberated through the air as my burning grew with each second.

With a sudden surge of power, the dragon's hips bucked, pushing deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside me as he growled. The thick dragon knot swelled at the base of his cock, stretching, and pulling at my tight entrance. It was almost too much to bear as he filled me completely, leaving no room for escape. I arched my back in ecstasy, feeling every inch of him inside me.

I allowed his paws to grip my hips tightly, digging into my fur as he started to fuck me hard and fast, hips meeting mine in brutal rhythm. His cock twitched inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I could feel his knot growing, stretching me wider as it pushed against my prostate. It felt so good, so right.

"Take it all," he grunted, a breathless plea that echoed throughout the room. He groaned wildly as he pounded into me, his body trembling with an unbridled frenzy. With each thrust I felt the intensity of his lust grow more and more powerful until I thought my body would shatter beneath him. I bit my lip and steeled my resolve I would not, could not lose, I would make this dragon cum!

I threw my head back and gasped as I inhaled the last of the pungent purple smoke swirling around us. A maddening craving surged through me, electrifying my body until I was shaking uncontrollably. My hips moved with savage vigor, bobbing up and down in a flurry of frenzied motion, while the soft curves of my ass clapped against the dragon's body with echoing smacks that filled the room.

It was now or never, my sight blurred and turned red as I felt my heart pounding like a war drum in my chest. My inner walls clamped around the dragon's appendage with incredible force, and my relentless thrusts slowed to a grind as I squeezed tighter and tighter around his shaft. Scorch's body quaked beneath me as he screamed out, a mix of ecstasy and agony. The collars on our necks lit up with a powerful energy, vibrating with raw power before they abruptly unleashed their full force in a arc of crimson energy that struck us in our core, The pain was almost unbearable but it quickly faded away into pleasure as my muscles involuntarily spasmed around Scorns madly twitching cock.

"Oh fuck!!!" Scorn let out a throaty growl of pleasure, his voice straining from the strain of sensation that rocked his body. His hips bucked and thrusted recklessly beneath me as the force of his orgasm spilled forth, filling me with molten heat. His powerful thrusts pushed deeper and deeper until I could feel his thick dragon cum coating every inch of my insides. the pressures form his built-up cum was too much for his massive knot to contain and hot jets of pressurized cum shot from our shared connection and painted the below floor us.

A wild, triumphant smile spread across my face as the dragon succumbed to orgasm first. But before I could relish in my victory, my own body was racked with pleasure, and I spewed cum relentlessly like a volcano from deep within me. The white thick love tracers shot out of me like arrows, plastering his chest and cascading down our bodies, My cock pulsed with intensity, sending powerful jolts of electricity through every nerve ending from tip to toe. Each wave brought a new rush of pleasure that made my limbs tremble and my breath short and shaky.

He embraced me tightly, his powerful arms cradling me close as our breathing began to even out. Time seemed to stretch into infinity as we lay there entwined; I could feel the dragon's member slowly recede from my depths and release a pulse of heat that spread through our immediate vicinity. His low moan reverberated through our shared space as his seed spilled onto the floor in a wide swath, leaving a trail of slickness on the carpeting.

"That was, something else" he painted hoarsely against my ear. "You're mine now."

His hot breath sent shivers down my spine as he nipped at my lobe gently. His tail swished lazily on the floor, leaving a trail of cum from the sofa to the carpet.

I looked up at him, His gaze was filled with an admiration that left me trembling. A delicious warmth engulfed us both as rivers of cum trickled down our bodies, creating a sybaritic pool of pleasure beneath us that we luxuriated in blissfully. The raw emotion surging between us was electrifying, leaving us tingling with joy from the sheer intensity of the moment.

"This is what I wanted," I murmured, running my paw lightly down his chest, feeling the dragon cum coating my palm. It was thick and creamy, almost like honey, setting off a new wave of arousal within me.

I leaned forward, capturing some of his seed in my mouth and tasted it. It was salty and bitter-sweet, but oh-so-arousing. I moaned around his cock, taking him deeper into my throat as I sucked on him slowly, savoring every drop of his cum. He grunted, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as I continued to clean him off.

Scorn's cock twitched against my tongue, the taste of him lingering on my taste buds as I slowly pulled off, eyes locking with his once more.

"You're incredible," he whispered before giving me a slow, passionate kiss that made me shiver.

I looked up at the dragon and said, "You, too big guy." I then glanced down at our sticking union, expecting my cock to return to its normal size - but instead, My cock had become tapered and larger, resembling a dragon's. It was a deep ruby red and smooth to the touch, with thick ridges spiraling up from the base to the tapered tip. Its veins were pronounced and visible, winding their way up its length. With questioning eyes, I glanced up and gestured to my new appendage.

Scorn scratched the back of his head with one paw and managed a nervous chuckle. With his other paw, he fidgeted with a button on his sofa as he said, "Yeah, about that..." His playful smirk didn't quite reach his eyes...

I spent the next several days apologizing to Scorn's downstairs neighbors and shopping for new clothes to help conceal my new 14-inch dragon cock and couldn't be happier.