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The Deepest Hug 3 of 3

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Saethwr asked as he pulled his arms apart, spreading her ventral opening wide to drool copious, viscous slime on his face and chest. He licked some of it up, but let most of it moisten his scales as he got ready to dive in.

She nodded and pushed down on him, her cloaca sliding over his arms and spreading wide to engulf his face, leaving him in darkness as her muscles contracted and released in waves, creating a suction around his upper body. He could feel her ventral scale squeeze against his chest after lurching over the bulge of his shoulders, a gentle trickle of vaginal fluids trailing down onto his belly.

Saethwr couldn't help but laugh a bit as her flesh smothered his face, pressing down around him from every angle, the cracks and crevasses of her walls filled with fluid to give him the sensation of floating, the faint sound of a heart beat off in the distance. He nuzzled a bit, just as he felt his chest heave, involuntarily sucking in air that wasn't there. Instead, her fluids filled his lungs, making his chest heave, his mind racing in a brief panic.

His instincts kicked in for a moment, making him squirm and struggle against her flesh, but he felt her coils squeeze around his body to hold him in place as he gasped inside her. He could feel her warm fluids sliding through his maw, coating his gullet, and filling his lungs, and it hurt. There was a both a sharp and dull pain in his chest as he felt as though she were drowning him.

That sensation lasted only a few seconds before he felt a serenity overtake him. Suddenly, there was no pain, only lucidity, like he was about to fall asleep in a dream. He could feel her flesh and muscles squeezing him tight, massaging him from the chest up and sucking on him. His scales felt an odd hyper-sensitivity, like he had a fever but without the unpleasantness of a fever. He could feel her flesh sliding over him as her muscles contracted, each subtle movement feeling like she was pushing him out and sucking him back in.

There wasn't much he could do with her coils wrapped around him, but he did kick off her body, pushing up as best he could only to feel the shoulder of his wings stuck on either side of her ventral opening, her little claw-nubs stabbing at his spine.

She seemed to notice, too, because her muscles contracted and pushed him mostly out with a lurch, leaving only his upper arms and the end of his snout smothered in her sex, a wet squelch accompanying the contraction as more of her fluids pooled down onto his lap, soaking his crotch. He could feel her hands wrapping around either side of his wings, holding them tight around his form with the spikey tips converged up on the back of his head.

The very moment his wing-elbows touched, he felt Leera's form push back down on him, the taut muscles relaxing to allow her flesh to slide easily over his form, swallowing his wings along with it. Her tail tip wrapped up under his rump for extra leverage, tugging on him and forcing him deeper.

Saethwr smiled inside her vaginal canal, nuzzling against the soft, stretchy flesh as he felt it slide over him, ventral scale squeezing around his midsection and releasing in slow, sensual lurches a few inches at a time. As her flesh tickled at his belly and lower back, he felt his hips buck up forward, cock hard as can be, drooling his own lubrication and pre-seed all over her soft belly scales.

Inside, he was getting a little cramped from having his hands up above his head in a diving position, her muscles contracting and squeezing around him to keep him in place. However, he also found that he had a surprising amount of room to move, a certain freedom to part his hands and bend his elbows to form little bulges in her belly scales. Once past her opening, her flesh was more malleable and tactile, but also completely devoid of wrinkles and crevasses, only soft silky skin filled with fluids and amplified by the growing thud of her heart that kept throbbing in his ears.

He put his hands together and pulled them back, using his elbows to spread her apart inside, soft walls collapsing around him to smother his face. She wasn't exactly tight, but her muscle control kept him from moving too far, at least for a moment. He felt her hands press against her walls from outside her lower belly for a moment before she seemed to relax, allowing him to fold his forearms up on his chest, hands cradled against his cheek to rest his head against.

Just as he was getting comfortable, ready to nap, he felt a sudden lurch as all her walls squeezed tight around him, holding him in place and lifting him up. He felt her coils release his body, leaving him free to kick at the air and feel the rush of blood returning to his thighs. His lower body had fallen asleep, and now he had that familiar stabbing sensation running through his tail and legs. Still, he kicked and flailed a bit, wiggling his hips as his cock bobbed wildly.

Up and up she lifted him until his legs were above his head. He felt his form shift and rotate inside her until his cock was pressed to the underside of her tail, coaxing another thrust into it, smearing his fluid all over him and spurting an excited gob of precum against her. As he did that, her muscles relaxed again, allowing gravity to help him sink deeper into her, at least until she squeezed her muscles again, her spine waving in tight motions alongside her muscle contractions.

He felt her hands exploring between his legs, cradling his member and guiding it downward. To his delight, he felt more of his form slip inside her, and as his hips lurched between her lips, he felt his member slide into a tighter hold next to her vaginal opening. It took him a brief moment in his semi-complacent state to realize that she had aimed his cock right into her rump! That revelation had him bucking his hips wildly, clenching each rump cheek alternately to get what little thrust he could.

Leera's warm and slick anal flesh squeezed his member much like her birth canal squeezed him. The fluids seemed to just encapsulate everything around him, commanding his sensations. It was smothering him, a thin layer between him and the soft, silken flesh that was squeezing him tight, but it was also drooling out over her vent and coating his scales on his legs and lubricating her anal opening to help with his ease of penetration. Nothing about this was unpleasant, and he had no idea how long it was before he felt himself release.

His cock twitched, spewing his seed into her as her muscles contracted around him again to force him deeper, his member bending downwards and popping out of her rump. He was so snug, so comfortable, even if he was smothered and drowning in her vaginal fluids. He didn't seem to mind, and his chest could still slowly heave with each labored breath. He was actually breathing that fluid, and he felt fine. He knew this was how it worked, yet to feel it for the first time was a special thing to him. He gaped his maw open inside and tried to suck back as much of her fluid into him as he could, tongue lolled out to taste its sweetness as he swallowed and inhaled every bit of it. As he did, he heard her heart racing faster, still fluttering gently but with a much more intense speed.

Another powerful clench forced his maw shut, the muscle control squeezing around his hips and forcing him to slide deeper into her. He felt her soft, silken walls slide over his scales with ease, the warmth of her flesh filling him with a certain coziness that could really only be described as complacency. He was floating in her vaginal canal with only his legs and tail tip sticking out of her, and he knew that the moment he felt her pussy swallow the last of him, he'd curl up and fall asleep.

She squeezed again, this time with the aid of her hands guiding his tail and pushing on his feet. He squirmed a bit, since his talons were slightly ticklish, but that seemed to only arouse her further, as his motions were met with another tight waving of her spine and a clenching of her ventral opening.

He lurched forward again, her lubricating fluids allowing him to slide deeper and deeper with ease. He felt her flesh smother and swallow his feet and tail tip, closing up around his toes and massaging his scales from tail to snout. Suddenly, the tight waves of muscle and spine went int he opposite direction, a tight curve forcing him deeper and deeper. HE could feel a peculiar snugness around him as he slipped into her womb, squished between spine and the ground she laid on. Another tight squeeze and curve of her spine forced him through a tight passage, only to emerge inside her uterus, the dull beating of her heart and gurgling of her belly growing more intense.

Saethwr had never been inside a snake's womb before, but he knew that's where he was, even in his fluid-addled complacency. The flesh around him remained snug, but it was even more soft, more tender, and more malleable. He could shift his form, bend his knees, nuzzle affectionately, and even curl his tail up between his legs as he found himself in a fetal position. His cock was still hard, but it was slowly retreating to his slit as he allowed himself a deeper, more content state of mind.

Before he could properly adjust to his new environment, he felt her muscles contract and a flat constriction squeezing him up against her spine. She was moving, sliding over the dirt and rock of the forest floor. Occasionally, he could feel the faint sensation of what seemed to be a branch or root sliding over his form, but it was dulled by the thick wall of flesh and belly scales that protected him from the outside world.

He came here to be a meal, but this was even better.

Leera let out a long, drawn out hiss as she felt the last of Saethwr's form slide into her, tip of her tail curling around and muscles twitching with pleasure. It had been so long since she truly felt fulfilled, and it was nice to have had Saethwr join her for such an enjoyable bit of fun. She had a full belly and a full womb, and she couldn't be happier, at least for now. She flicked her tongue gently and tightened her back end to force him deeper, swallowing him up her birth canal to deposit him in her womb.

She giggled a bit as she felt him shift and squirm inside her, patting at her side gently, feeling him press his hand back against hers. She rolled her eyes back in her head as she rubbed her soaking wet cloaca against a branch, smearing the fluids that had leaked out all over the dark blue-tinted bark. "Well, I think it's time for me to return to the den. Ceylon must be waiting for me." She whispered to herself before lowering herself to the ground and darting off.

There was a lot to think about on her trip back to the den, which was made even more distracting thanks to the two forms that bulged out her midsection. The meal she'd enjoyed was in her belly, completely still, but Saethwr was in her womb, squirming and shifting inside her. His every motion gave her a deep pleasure, and even as she slid her form over roots and under ferns, she had to pause a moment at a time to rub her vent against the bark of a tree, keeping herself on the verge of climax the entire trip back home.

It was many hours before she reached the edge of the forest, where she and Ceylon shared a den. She lacked the wings that Saethwr had to fly over the vast expanse of forest between Klyneth and the Cellitoke wood near the lake. When she finally arrived, she was greeted by the face of her mate Ceylon sitting patiently next to the twin doors.

"Welcome back." He said to her as he noticed her face poking through the ferns. "Did you have fun on your little vacation?"

She slid forward and lowered her head like a dog before nodding. She didn't say a single word as she slowly pulled every bit of her body out from the treeline and curled up into a ball. She felt terrible for leaving him for so long, leaving him worrying about her. Normally she was only on her own for a few days, but it had been weeks since She had allowed herself to be with him.

"I'm glad to hear it. Are you hungry?" Ceylon asked before stepping towards her, nuzzling at her cheek.

"N-no. I have eaten. Should be fine for a cycle or two. How about you?" She reached up and flicked her tongue gently, trying to get a taste for his mood. She didn't sense any malice, so she pushed her snout up under his beak.

Ceylon smiled and purred as she nuzzled under his chin. He patted her on her neck and tickled at her scales with his talons a bit. "I'm fine, dear. I was just worried about you. You can't disappear for that long, you know it makes me worried." He paused and looked over her coiled form, noticing two distinct bulges. "So, uh, did Saethwr find you?"

She curled her neck around his and looked back to the bulge the dragon had left in her womb, flicking her tongue gently before nodding. "He's fine. Going to be with me for a few days, anyway." Both she and Ceylon knew that her womb was always safe to be explored, even if her belly wasn't. This knowledge let them both rest easily.

"How long do you think he will be in there? Hope it's not too long, I'm kinda homesick." He winked and nudged his wing against her shoulder before turning and trotting back towards the front door of his den. "Come on, I think it's time we retire for the day. It's been long for both of us."

She gulped and nodded, extending her body forward to slide over the rocks and grass of their lawn before disappearing through the door into the den. Her tail end - still soaking wet from her fluids - grabbed at the door handle and closed it behind her.

The sun was a deep orange in the western skies, poking over the mountains and illuminating the vast forest. Before long, it would be gone, and the night would take the region, where Leera and Ceylon could properly enjoy their company and tell stories of their time apart.