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A soft breeze caught the tall grass of an open field, sending dandelion seeds floating off to bring new patches into blossom. Midday rolled around just like it always did, the bright spring sun beaming down its loving warmth and giving the single tall tree in the center of the field reason to cast a long, sheltering shadow. A lone figure, lithe and dainty in stature, trudged through the overgrowth, grumbling and yelping at snakes, lizards, and other crawling creatures which went scurrying upon having their hiding spots disturbed.

The grass grew shorter under the boughs of the huge tree dominating the landscape, allowing her to escape the grass tickling her bare thighs and regain her footing. A pale figure, feminine and somewhat regal if not for the seeds clinging to her black cloak and crop top. A wide-brimmed hat with a flopped, jagged point sat atop long purple hair, and bright green eyes scanned the shade beneath the tree for a particular target. She watched and waited, peered and searched, but her eyes could not find purchase upon the creature in question. How hard was it to spot a dragon? It was said to frequent this place, bright blue and magical, but quite agreeable most times. No one had ever complained about its behavior, at any rate, and a few vouched for its friendly demeanor. Of course, none of this made a difference if she couldn’t find the damn thing.

Perhaps he’d settled on the other side of the tree? A long shot, but she had no other leads. A quick trek around the trunk revealed no towering drake, but did cause her to trip over an exposed root, her eyes cast upward to, perhaps, catch the dragon in flight. She met the floor with a thud and a grumbled swear, her staff clattering to the ground. The girl sighed, went to retrieve her magical focus, and paused when her pointed ears caught a faint sound.

Growling? No… Snoring!

She froze. Was the dragon right on top of her somehow? Up in the tree? How could it possibly be hiding in plain sight like this? Slowly turning, the half-elven girl finally realized she hadn’t tripped over a root. Laying on the ground behind her, curled up like a cat, but more akin to a large wolf in size, was a dragon; a ball of blue scales with a cream-colored underbelly, a dashing head of dark blue hair framed by two furred ears, and a long tail with a tuft of fluff at the tip. He snoozed peacefully despite his tail having met her boot, gentle rumbling snores rising from his chest as he breathed.

This was the dragon the innkeeper had mentioned?! Why would he send her to the obvious runt of the clutch? She groaned and knelt down beside the slumbering beast. For how small he was, his wings were fully-formed, as were the two ivory horns flanking his ears, so he was clearly a grown adult. Perhaps he was of a smaller subspecies she hadn’t studied? Or maybe he really was just a runt. Either way, maybe he could still help her. Hesitantly, the purple-maned sorceress nudged him with the tip of her boot, poking it into his exposed belly. “Hey. Um… wake up?”

Nothing. The sleepy creature didn’t so much as stir.

“Hey, come on! Lazy runt, get up!” The girl leaned forward and brought her lips to one of his furry ears. “Hellooo?”

The dragon twitched and winced, and she immediately backed off. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea? The drake groaned and stretched out his limbs, extending his flawless blue wings to their full span before retracting them again. His maw opened wide in a long, loud yawn, in a soft, almost boyish voice that definitely didn’t suit a typical dragon, but somehow made perfect sense for one of his stature. Azure eyes opened, squinted away from a sunbeam, then turned to fall upon the girl standing over him. They locked eyes for several long moments, and she gripped her staff a little harder than she’d meant to. Was he going to attack her?

“Mm… hey.” the dragon spoke, grogginess weighing his voice down to a sleepy whisper. He yawned and stretched again, rolling over onto his back and then onto all fours as he gradually stood. Even standing up, he wasn’t impressive to behold; he barely came up to her midsection. Some dragon.

“Hi…” she started cautiously, still ready to flee in case the creature was grumpy. Even small dragons could be dangerous. “My name’s Farah. Um, Gil over at the Lazy Fox Inn told me where to find you.”

“Ahh, old Gil. How’s he doing? Still making those amazing cheesy bread knots?” the dragon licked his lips.

“Ah, yeah, he is—”

“Mmmm, I can still taste them… I should go say hi.”

“Um—well—” Farah cleared her throat. “He said you might be able to help me. You are Kaida, yes?”

The dragon beamed up at her, ears perking high and tail swishing across the floor as he sat on his haunches before her. “That’s me! Whatcha need?”

She could only stare for a moment, dumbfounded. Sure, dragons of storybook proportions were exceedingly rare to see in this part of the world, but even the smaller ones were said to be these regal, impressive things, all wise and proper and intelligent. This guy was… Well, he wasn’t that! “Are… you really Kaida?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well, I was expecting a DRAGON, you know?”

The blue-scaled drake blinked. He looked himself over, stretched out a wing, stared at a claw-tipped paw… “Yep, you’ve got a dragon.” Was this girl a foreigner? Perhaps she’d never seen his kind before.

Farah scoffed. “Alright, but you’re so… small! Aren’t dragons supposed to be big, towering things of immense power?”

“Aren’t wizards supposed to be well-read?” Kaida retorted with a hint of a smirk forming on his maw. “I’m a fae dragon, girly. We’re all small.”

“Wh--… but--… you-…” How embarrassing. Especially when she recalled how many people she’d corrected for just calling her an elf. “Half-elf!” she’d insist. “The ears aren’t as long!” Of course he was a damn fae—his mana was completely unlike a normal dragon’s. “I… I knew that.” she mumbled, averting her gaze entirely.

“Uh huh.” the dragon snickered. Silly humans and their frail egos. “So, what did you need?”

Farah probably should have thanked her lucky stars that he was still willing to help her. She dug through a pouch strapped at her waist by a strong belt and produced two shiny silver acorn necklaces. “You’re able to cast wild magic, yes?”

“Naturally. I’m a fae dragon.”

“Yes, we’ve established that.” She bit her tongue to keep any snide remarks in check. “I need these enchanted for protection against Unseelie magic.”

Kaida’s ears perked, and he churred inquisitively, eyeing the twin trinkets held in her hand. “Venturing into the Thornlands, are you?”

“Not by choice. My adventuring partner was kidnapped by Unseelie fae. I’m pretty sure they’re going to force him to marry one of them.”

“That does sound like them.” the dragon chuckled. “Hey, they’ll only torment him a little bit if he cooperates. Of course, where he’s going, he’ll never age a day, so it’ll be a little bit every day for the rest of eternity.”

Farah scowled. “Oh, that’s funny to you, is it? I’m going there to free him, but I need to make sure we’re both immune to their spells so they can’t trap us in their realm.”

“I see, I see.” Kaida stowed his laughter. Better to avoid irritating her, lest she take her business elsewhere. He eyed up the necklaces again, mulling over the finer points of the craftsmanship. “Well you clearly didn’t make these.”

“The hell’s that supposed to mean?”

“You don’t have goldsmith hands. Too pretty.”

“I… oh.” Why had THAT made her blush?

The dragon giggled. Too easy sometimes, these bipeds. “It works better if they’re personal to the wearer, but they’re high-quality, thematically-appropriate, and having them match is a good thing.”

“At the risk of provoking a lengthy explanation… Why?”

“Wild magic works around the very nature of things, from living beings to simple objects.” Kaida lectured, one claw-tip pointed up matter-of-factly. Now the stupid dragon was just flexing. “You want nature magic, so you chose a natural image. You want protection, so it’s something you wear. It’s for a close friend, so they’re similar in design, and they keep you together. You getting it yet? The more sense it makes that something is a certain way, the more it, well… IS.”

That… made way more sense than it should have. Wild magic was a force to be reckoned with, and few civilized folk outside of the various druid covens could practice it effectively. It was almost entirely in the realm of nature spirits and creatures like Kaida. “You’re smarter than you let on.” She couldn’t let it go to his head, though.

Kaida beamed. The backhanded compliment didn’t stop his stride. “I could go on about how acorns—specifically the trees they grow into—symbolize endurance and protection, and are thus perfect for—”

“Oh stop flexing and tell me your price.” Farah grumbled. “Before I go find someone else to commission.”

“Fine, fine.” He rocked his head from side to side, mulling over values and processes and this and that. An idea struck, and his ears perked up high! The dragon, suddenly rather giddy, proclaimed his decision: “I will do it… for a flawless golden pearl.”

Farah couldn’t disguise the incredulity in her tone. “I’m sorry, you want WHAT?”

“A flawless. Golden. Pearl.”

“We’re in the middle of the Fertile Expanse! Where do you expect me to find ANY pearls?”

Kaida shrugged. “A jeweler, ideally.”

“Yeah, for every bit of silver I have, and probably my pussy for the next decade.”

“Two decades.”

“Fuck you.” Farah huffed. Where the hell was she going to come up with the money for something that rare and valuable? Furthermore… “Why do you need this golden pearl, anyway? So you can add it to your hoard and never look at it again?”

The drake feigned offense. “Excuse you, girly! That’s a stereotype!” His expression morphed into one of giddy bliss as he recalled the reason: “I need it because the pretty mermaid at the Dawn’s Rise Pier said she’d give me a kiss if I brought her one…”

Farah could swear she heard a mocking three-note trumpet call somewhere in the distance. “You’re messing with me.”

“Nope! One pearl, one kiss.”

“You do realize what those pearls are worth.”

“I have little need for silver, girly. You’re barking up the wrong tree.” Kaida gazed dreamily into the distance as memories of that gorgeous sea maiden floated through his mind. “To me it’s worth even the tiniest kiss.”

Farah rolled her eyes. The audacity of this little scaly bastard. “Unbelievable. I have other gemstones! Wouldn’t she accept a flawless ruby, or a diamond? I have a diamond the size of your knuckle!”

“Mmm, nope! She specifically wants a pearl.”

“She’s a MERMAID! She is literally better suited for pearl diving than either of us!”

“Don’t bring logic into matters of the heart, girly.” Kaida took on a melodramatic tone and draped one paw over his forehead. “For the heart and mind shall never come to terms, as each wants what it wants, and knows what it knows.”

“I have a NAME.” His insolence was finally beginning to chip away at her ordinarily firm patience. She bent down to his level and prodded his snout with an irate finger. “Stop fooling around! Is there ANYTHING else you’d be willing to accept? I don’t care what it is, but that pearl is just… completely beyond my reach.”

The dragon’s smile vanished, eyes crossing to stare at her poking finger. Oh boy, he’d finally aggravated her! She was kind of cute all fiery and angry, though. “Maybe you… could point me to someone who knows where to find a pearl?”

“Just forget the stupid pearl! What if…” The girl blushed. She couldn’t believe she was about to offer this to such a stupid dragon. “What if I kissed you? Hell, I’ll give you ten kisses. Twenty! I’ll kiss you all damn day if that’s what it takes!”

“Tempting, but no.” Kaida smirked as she began to fume again. Maybe not kisses, but she could certainly offer something. “How good are you with your hands?”

Farah squinted at him, suspicion positively dripping from her lips. “I don’t like the implications of that question.”

“Well, listen before you judge. I’ll do the enchantment for you if…” He held his breath. Allowed the anticipation to mount to a frustrating degree. A smirk formed on his maw. “If… you spend three months here with me, as my personal cuddle buddy.”

Did someone laugh in the distance? This was too absurd for reality. “Three months… as a cuddle buddy.”

“You would be Faerie Princess of Belly Rubs for three whole months, yes.”

“You are actually serious.”

“Belly rubs are no joke, Miss Farah.”

The half-elven girl shook her head in disbelief. At least he was using her name now. This was a far cry from spending all her money and then some on a stupid pearl, but it was still ridiculous. And for that matter… “Wait, so that pearl, which is worth thousands of silver, is worth giving up for a single kiss from some sea witch, but the equivalent value I offer with my presence amounts to THREE MONTHS?”

Kaida gave her the cheesiest grin a dragon was capable of. “You have no idea how pretty she is.”

“Gods, you really don’t know how to talk to girls.” She could have glared a hole in his forehead. But at least now she had an attainable goal. Now to whittle him down. “How about three weeks?”

“No way.”

“Ugh, a month and a half?”

“Are you really haggling with me when your friend’s freedom is at stake? That’s cold.”

Farah groaned. She rubbed a spot on her head where she felt a migraine threatening to start. “Well excuse me if I don’t feel like spending three whole months pampering some bratty dragon! Yes, I want to get my friend back, but my time has to be worth more than that.”

“Alright, alright.” Kaida conceded. Another idea worked its way through his noggin, and he gently prodded her bare tummy with a claw, causing the elven lass to shrink back ticklishly. “Two months. But you have to do whatever I ask.”

Now that was a dangerous thing to agree to. She cautiously approached the idea, wringing her hands together as she inquired, “How far does ‘whatever’ go in this context?”

“Literally anything. If I want rubs, I get rubs. If I want kisses, I get kisses.” His long tongue flicked out in emphasis for his next example, “If I wanna lick you head to toe, or use you as a pillow, or watch you dance naked, you’d have to let me.”

Of fucking course he was a pervert. Farah’s cheeks practically glowed. “You want double the investment for only a third of the price reduction.”

“That’s business, baby.” Kaida became the image of draconic smugness. She was no mermaid by the pier, but he couldn’t deny how cute she was. Not haughty or stuck-up like most elven girls he met. She’d make a nice companion for a while. “Those are my terms, and that’s the lowest I’ll go. You should be flattered, really. I wouldn’t cast a spell against another faefolk—Unseelie or no—for this little unless I really enjoyed someone.”

“Yeah I bet you’d enjoy me, you damn lecherous lizard.” The mental image of this asshat dragon licking her definitely brought on a strange mix of feelings. On the one hand, he was a smug prick, but on the other… Man, that tongue was long. And smooth…

Gah, she couldn’t keep thinking of that! There was no way she’d consider this option! She might just have to get the damn pearl after all. Unless…

“So? What’ll it be? Decide before I get any hungrier and fly off to the Lazy Fox for some cheese knots.” Kaida idly rubbed his growling tummy. Even thinking of that divine flavor made his mouth water! And adding some urgency to her decision surely wouldn’t hurt. The pervy dragon was sure he had this arrangement in the bag.

“You know what?” Farah stood firm and grasped her staff in two hands. There were a couple ways she could turn this discussion to her favor. Unless she messed it up. Then she’d have an unruly fae to deal with. “I have a better idea.”

The dragon snorted a laugh. “Oh please. With your mana? I doubt even your strongest spell could even scuff my scales.” His confidence, however, quickly began to waver as bright violet bands of magic materialized around him. They crossed over his back, bound his wings, and circled around his limbs. He found himself pulled off the ground, turned belly-up, his legs stretched outward, spread-eagle. He peered down at the magical handiwork criss-crossing his chest and raised his brow ridges. “What is this? It’s… attuned to my mana?”

“You’re right. I can’t hurt you.” Farah admitted with a grin. She sauntered over to the now captive dragon and loomed beside him, staring down into his deep blue eyes. “But there are some spells crafted specifically to combat other mages. Or in this case, restrain them. My master was, ah… creative like that.”

“So what, were you trained by a magical bondage enthusiast?”

The half-elf averted her eyes. “Basically. But that’s beside the point!” She brushed off those particularly kinky memories and reasserted herself as the one in control. “Now, we’re gonna renegotiate this deal, or you’re gonna stay hungry. I might even go get some cheese knots, myself. You talk them up so much, I may decide to come back here to eat them right in front of you.”

“Such cruelty.” Kaida lamented as he tested the strength of his bindings. Sure enough, they had affixed themselves to key points of his body where his mana was strongest. It’d take a considerable amount of time and energy to remove them. And he sure was hungry. Still, he wasn’t without options. “And how long until your friend is wed to some sadistic faerie? They hold weddings on the night of a new moon, and that’s only three days away. You gonna restrain me until then, girly?”

“It’s FARAH.” the girl spat. “But keep it up, scaly brat! You’ll be calling me something else soon if you don’t make me a better deal.”

“Oooh, I’m scared.” Kaida giggled, grinning up at her. “I can only wish you luck. Worst case scenario, I can subsist on mana for the next month or so. More than long enough to outlast you if you still plan on saving your friend.”

Cheeky bastard really did mean to sit here until she gave up. And he wasn’t bluffing—even a novice mage could easily sense the deep reserve of mana within him. Fae folk were practically made of the stuff. While his reserves more than eclipsed her own, she still had a trick up her sleeve. “Alright. I tried.”

“Yeah? Considering my offer after all?”

“Oh, no. I’m just switching to aggressive negotiations.” Farah conjured up another spell. Mana whirled in the air and took shape, coalescing into a fist-sized orb of light. It hovered above Kaida, glowing ominously, and the dragon could only guess at its purpose.

“What, you gonna blind me or something? It’ll have to be brighter than that.”

She said nothing in response, only smirking as she directed the mana to change form. Glittering patterns began to flow from its center and swirl outward. Colorful bands of light wrapped around one another in an eye-catching fashion, glowing and humming in a strangely relaxing tone. These mesmerizing patterns formed into a glimmering spiral, simultaneously pushing outward and pulling inward. It was hard for her to keep her own eyes off it, and the effect on Kaida was most telling.

“Wuh… what is…” the dragon slipped on his words. All the colors of the rainbow assaulted his senses, tugging at his gaze and yet sinking him into the ground. But he wasn’t going anywhere. He just floated there, held aloft by Farah’s magical bindings. Floating… Oh, he so loved this feeling of floating…

“Yeah, that’s right. Just watch it, boy.” the half-elf crooned. “Get nice and relaxed and look into the pretty colors.”

Perhaps she should have kept her mouth shut. Kaida’s ears pinned back and he squeezed his eyes shut. “Hhhhhnh, nope! Oooh, you almost got me there… You sneaky little elf.”

“Half e—” she caught herself. “Whatever. Just give up. I’m gonna get you.”

“Hypnosis spells rely almost entirely on visuals. Besides, you’d have a hell of a time subduing the immense labyrinth that is my mind.”

“Oh really? Open your eyes then.”

“Nope!” There was no way he could keep that bluff going. Even a few moments of exposure to that pattern was enough to make him all floaty and relaxed. “Lemme guess: Another spell your master came up with.”

Farah’s cheeks burned. This was the sort of magic kinky fox boys taught their students, yes. But she couldn’t let him fluster her! “He taught me something else, too, you little runt.”

Kaida only heard her step closer. He wouldn’t dare open his eyes. “Whatever it is, it’ll never break my draconic wiiIIIIIIIIII--!” His words died in a shriek as darting fingers attacked the cream-colored scutes of his belly! Ten devilish digits poked and prodded and danced across that sensitive tummy, bringing helpless fits of laughter from the dragon’s throat. “N-No! Nohohohoho, stop! STOOOOOP!”

Ah, there it was. The sound of impending victory. Farah could have out-grinned a shark, emerald eyes sparkling with mischief while she tormented the bound dragon. Mercilessly, she zeroed in on the spots that seemed to cause the most desperate squirming, the deepest uncontrolled laughter. “I warned you, boy. I won’t be denied.”

“P-Pleeeeeeeehehehehehehease! Fffuck, stop! I cahahahahan’t deal with tickles!”

“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it? Shouldn’t have been such a brat!”

Oh, if only her master could see her now. She’d barely managed to bind up the most willing subjects back home without turning into a horny, flustered mess. And look at her now: Fully in control and loving it. Loving it? Yeah, she… was definitely getting something out of this beyond a better bargaining position. Just watching him squirm, hearing his bellowing howls of forced bliss, made her tingle in a very specific manner. And honestly, for all his trash talking, this dragon was pretty cute.

“LEMME GOOHOHOHOHOHOOOO!” Kaida wailed, thrashing fruitlessly in his restraints, tears welling up in his eyes from how hard he was laughing. Relief came momentarily as those fingers ceased their assault, and he took the opportunity to take several deep breaths. “F… Fuck…” His cheeks flushed, body tingled as endorphins flooded his bloodstream. If she’d gone any further…

“Ready to make a new deal?”

“N… Never. You’ll never get the better of a dragon, fae or otherwise…”

Farah stuck her staff in the ground and continued to channel mana through it, ensuring her hypnosis spell remained in the air above him. Sooner or later, he’d break, and then he’d be all hers. “Yeah? Then cast a spell to free yourself.”

Kaida glowered up at her, eyes still shut tight, as he hung limp in the magical ropes keeping him aloft. “You think I haven’t tried that?”

“Oh I know you have. I sensed every attempt. See, the ropes also cut off your mana flow just enough to prevent casting.” The smug half-elf walked around Kaida, the dragon’s ears twitching at the sound of her movements. She took one of his rear paws into her hand, and he frantically writhed to try and free it, only for those binds to tighten around his legs.

“Don’t you dare!”

“Don’t what?” Dainty fingers grazed the underside of that paw, and Kaida snorted as he stifled a laugh. She traced her digits around the soft, squishy pads and watched him squirm and twist, making the silliest snerking and whimpering noises.

“I’m gonna make you my slave..!”

Farah tittered out a devilish giggle. “Doubt it. Open your eyes and the torment will stop.”

“Yeah, and then I’ll be completely at your mercy! No way!”

“You’re already at my mercy, scaly boy.” She grazed her nails over the bottom of that paw and waited for his desperate whimpers to settle down again. Gods, why was this so hot? And why was… Oh…

Something was poking out. A hint of pink emerging from a slit in the dragon’s scales. Oh dear…

“You little slut.” Farah’s tone took on a sultry purr. “You’re enjoying this.”

“NO I’M NOT!” Kaida squeaked, his cheeks so very red. Oh, how had he let it come to this?! “I-It’s involuntary!”

“So is this.” Both hands attacked both hindpaws, and Kaida’s tormented laughter rang out across the field once more. That smooth pink shaft continued to swell and emerge from his slit, glistening lightly and throbbing with need. Farah couldn’t keep her eyes off it. She’d never so much as been near a horny quadruped dragon before, never mind watched one get hard like this. And all from some tickle torture!

One hand drifted away from Kaida’s paw, but the relief from her torturous touch lasted only a second before her delicate fingers wrapped around his cock. A bashful squeak and a moment of weakness preceded the opening of the dragon’s eyes, and this time he didn’t manage to close them again. Wide blue eyes took in the whirling colors, and though he turned his head this way and that to resist, his eyes refused to follow. His laughter slowly turned to sleepy moans and giggles, the dragon’s mind drawn to the hypnotic spell hovering just out of reach.

“Nnnuuuh… not fair…!” he whined, eyelids fluttering, thoughts racing to find a way out of the foggy maze they kept getting swallowed up by. A new pleasure jolted through him—soft fingers gliding over his slick cock, hot little moans rising up from his chest.

“Shhh.” Farah gently hushed him, one hand returning to his ticklish tummy, the other pumping that fat dragon dick. Her heart thumped in her chest as she watched him slowly succumb to the spell and squirm under her touch. She’d never spared a thought for feral-bodied dragons before, but this one was making her feel all kinds of new things. “Just give up. You know you want to.”

“I w… wanna… nnnnoooohohoho…” He couldn’t even properly laugh anymore. The spell wove its way through his thoughts and soothed them into oblivion. It relaxed his body and mind so easily, so thoroughly, that the ticklish torment soon became a pleasurable white noise in his nerves, quickening his downward plunge into mindless submission. But still he resisted. He had to..! “I’m nuh… not a… slave…”

The word sent a tremor through Farah’s lower tummy. Why shouldn’t he be her slave for a while? He was going to make her snuggle him for months on end, by taking advantage of her friend’s peril no less! “Oh, but you are, Kaida.” she crooned into his ear, her breath hot and heavy. “You’re my cute little toy right now. My adorable little tickle toy!”

Fluttering giggles erupted from the dragon’s lips. Even the suggestion of tickling had him in stitches, albeit far more restrained than earlier. All the tormenting pleasure had been largely internalized. Every tickled nerve screamed out for a reaction, but the dragon only lay there, squirming weakly and staring up into the swirling spell with a blank, far-off expression. A dopey smile sat on his lips as he stared and moaned and giggled for her. “T… tickle… toy…”

“That’s right! Good boy!” She abandoned his throbbing, needy cock for the moment, and the poor dragon whined for her to return. Instead, she lowered him down to the ground and began to peel out of her clothes. Cloak, crop top, shorts, belt, and boots were discarded haphazardly in a pile, leaving the half-elf topless and in black silk panties. She straddled the entranced dragon and let her plump ass nudge against his cock while her fingers dove in to devastate his tummy with tickles. “This is what you get for being such a brat.”

“Ssssoorryyyyy..!” Kaida barely managed to slur the word, sleepy giggles bubbling up and mixing with the happy little moans now dominating every shaky breath he took. Some color-swirled part of his mind was wailing in laughter, but it simply could not cut through the hypnotic fog that held him captive.

“You don’t just say sorry, tickle toy. ‘Sorry Mistress’.” Farah nibbled her lower lip. She’d never been this assertive with anyone! What the hell had gotten into her?

“Ehehehe… hehehe..! S-Sorry… Mistress..!” The dragon’s mind spun in a pleasured fog, swirled around by the magical spiral hanging above him. His thick forked tongue lolled out, glistening and tempting.

“Ffffuck.” Farah’s curiosity overcame the urgency of her quest. She had three days, after all. Silken panties were discarded without a second thought, and she scooted her body upward. Knees planted into the soft grass as she hovered above the dragon’s open maw. “Lick.”

Kaida’s tongue complied with enslaved enthusiasm. That wet draconic muscle slithered along her wet nethers, from back to front, evoking a tremor unlike anything she’d ever felt. Farah held her breath and bit her lip as his tongue lapped and lavished her soft petals, its mindless owner happily pleasuring his Mistress as she hovered above him, moaning and huffing and fondling her petite tits.

“Ghh… good boy.” she breathed out hotly, emerald eyes staring down at her mesmerized thrall. She cast a glance behind to observe that dragon dick, throbbing and lonely and needy, and smirked. “Do a good enough job and I might even let you cum.”

That was all the inspiration the horny dragon needed, apparently. His tongue invaded her tight tunnel, and she squeaked out a shrill cry of pleasure! Her concentration faltered, causing her hypnotic spell to fizzle momentarily, and Kaida was rather quick to recover his thoughts. Maybe he hadn’t lied about that draconic will of his? But Farah was faster; the spiral returned, a gleaming phantom eye at its center, glowing and staring and intensely powerful, transfixing the dazed dragon immediately.

“Deep.” she huffed, glaring down at him. “Deep down, slave.”

“Nnf… hahh…” Kaida struggled, one eye threatening to close! His tongue, however, hadn’t abandoned its duty, thrusting into the girl atop him. That magical eye bored into him, commanding his submission, drawing him into the swirling spell.

“Deep down… Lost in the eye…” She had to keep her voice level and calm, a task most daunting while in the throes of dragon cunnilingus. She swiveled her hips and bucked against his invading tongue, fingers fondling his soft furry ears in a petting caress. “Goooood boy. Goooood dragon.”

Slowly, so very slowly, Kaida’s mind slipped away. His muscles once again relaxed, and he felt everything melt back into a haze of bliss. It was easier to simply rest beneath her and follow the soft tone of her voice, and let her think for him. He was such a good boy… So good for eating her out like this, for pleasuring his Mistress, for staring and sinking and dropping nice and deep. Eventually Farah coaxed his tongue to rest, and he lay his head back, panting and staring up at the swirling magic before his eyes. Through the colored haze, he watched Farah retreat backward and felt the heat of her soft cunt press against the tip of his cock.

The pair moaned out in unison, Kaida’s cock pulsing and throbbing as it spread her. Farah lowered herself onto the helpless dragon, feeding more of her mana into her spell to keep him docile and deep. “Good… Good boy. VERY good boy. So hard. So fucking hard and horny and obedient…”

“Wuuhh… hahhh…” The dragon’s words melted into a puddle of nothing, his eyes filled with colorful swirls, mind turned to mush. He was little more than a mewling sex toy now, his cock filling her more readily than any creature on two legs. She was petite to begin with, so this big knotted drake dick certainly tested her limits.

She’d sure try her best. Farah took as much of that length into her as she could, teeth clenching, every muscle in her body tightening as she was stretched wide… Half-way was about all she could go, but it was enough. She rode that mind-slaved dragon like a pro, hissing through her teeth and growling soft praises to the whimpering male beneath her. She passively compared how she’d meant this day to go with how it’d turned out and almost laughed, but the thick shaft sliding against her g-spot ensured that only hot, ragged gasps and moans would come out.

“Ghh… good boys obey.” she breathed out the words, staring down at the captive dragon.

“Oooohhhhbey…” came Kaida’s airheaded concession. Another flurry of giggles rose up into his ecstatic moaning as the girl’s fingers fell upon his tummy again. His dick throbbed rapidly within her, hips bucking up firmly and causing her to bounce upward! There’d be no room for thoughts even without her spell now, being fucked and tickled at the same time.

Not that there was much to obey right now, save for “lay down and get fucked”. It was all Farah needed of him until it was time for that enchantment! She rode him slowly at first, so unaccustomed to girths of his size, but she soon found a comfortable rhythm. Even with only half of that cock disappearing into her cunt, a firm bulge bumped the bottom of her tummy every time she went down on him, but she didn’t care at this point. She might have just gained a new addiction to dragon dick! It wasn’t long before Kaida’s moans began to rise in pitch, and she almost considered leaving him there without a climax, locking it behind a hypnotic suggestion while she enjoyed herself at his expense. He’d been an awful brat to her, after all! But that pleading look in his eyes reminded her that she was too empathetic for her own good, and resolved to let him cum.

And before long, the dragon did just that. A gush of heat flooded Farah’s tight tunnel, and she clenched around the invading dragon meat now erupting within her. She trembled and tremored and writhed, her every nerve tingling with an unrivaled bliss as she came right along with him, their ecstatic cries carrying across the grassy landscape! She collapsed against her bestial lover and kissed him all over his adorable cheeks as they came and came and came, their peaks seeming to last an eternity, until all at once it began to wind down. Hot and heavy moans turned to mewling whimpers and giggles, their bodies pressed tightly together, limbs tangled around one another. The plains fell silent, save for a comfortable breeze.

“Good… boy.” Farah crooned into his soft ear. “Ffffuck, such a good boy.”

“You… stupid slut for dragons.” Kaida grumbled. Apparently she’d let her spell fade. He really was quick to recover from mind-altering spells, but not from climax. The dragon remained crumpled in a heap beneath her, content to nuzzle and lick at her neck and shoulder. “I should’a known you had ulterior motives.”

“Are you gonna enchant my pendants, or do I have to hypnotize you again?”

The dragon scoffed. He rolled, turning her out beneath him and leaving her in a heap of pleasured half-elf dragon slut, and she almost figured he was going in for round two. Instead, he clumsily dug into her pouch, retrieved the twin necklaces, and began to blow a cool blue flame upon them. “It’ll take me about an hour.”

Farah couldn’t help but laugh. “I take it you enjoyed yourself then.”

“Yeah, well—” Kaida’s cheeks flushed, and he averted his gaze. “It’s uh… been a while. And you fuck dragons good.”

“First time.”

“Doubtful.”

“Just enchant the stupid pendants.” Farah huffed. Was she actually that naturally good at bedding dragons? Man, of all the stupid elf girl stereotypes she’d managed to avoid, why didn’t this one manage to pass her by? Well, she was only half an elf, and this shortstack drake was certainly only half a dragon, so maybe the math worked out. She had an hour or so to work it out, at any rate. She spent said hour getting her clothes back on, taking stock of her provisions, and drawing up a basic plan of attack for once she got to Unseelie territory. Even with those protective charms, it wasn’t going to be an easy trek. They didn’t call it the Thornlands for nothing.

Eventually Kaida finished his job. The shining silver acorns now possessed a light azure glow, and the mana infused within them practically shined in Farah’s mind’s eye. The dragon deposited the charms in her hand and glowered up at her. “You’re lucky I was so pent-up, Miss Farah. Considering the entire reason you came here, I think you know what happens if you try to cheat the fae out of fair payment.”

A pang of dread dropped to the pit of her stomach. Fuck, she hadn’t even considered that. She’d just sort of lost herself in the moment. “Yeah, well… good thing, eh!” What’s done is done, after all! “Hey, better than a mermaid’s kiss, eh?”

“Marginally.”

“Oh fuck you.” Farah glared at him, but her expression softened before long. The whims of faefolk were practically unknowable to mortals like her. He surely didn’t mean anything by it. And he had come through for her. “Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful. And I’ll come back and rub your tummy a whole bunch once I’m not on a time limit.”

“Oh, so now you’re willing.” the dragon playfully scoffed. He watched her turn back in the direction of town, but something tugged at him. A sense of… longing? Claws dug into the ground, tail whipped behind him. Dammit, he felt so stupid for even considering it..! “W-Wait!”

Farah turned to look over her shoulder. “What? Forget something?”

“I… um…” Kaida hung his head. Paws pressed together and fidgeted as he mumbled something to her that came out like, “Uhwuhgowifu.”

“Huh?”

“I-I said I wanna go with you!” he leapt forward and bowed low to the ground. “Please?”

The elven girl blinked. Just a moment ago he was scolding her for taking advantage of him. “Can I ask why?”

Ugh, did he have to spell it out? “You made me… feel good.”

“So you want to come because I… made you cum. I dunno if I made it apparent, but I really don’t make a habit of fucking dragons.”

“It wasn’t JUST that!” he huffed, cheeks so very red. “Just… the way you pet me and called me a good boy and—AND!” Straightening up, he blurted out an excuse, “You’ll need a guide! The Thornlands are treacherous! And I can help!”

Farah wasn’t buying it, but smiled all the same. “You’re such a sub.”

“Only sometimes.” the dragon grumped. “But I’m good company. I swear I am! I’ll prove it to you, if… you’ll have me?”

She grinned. The girl’s hand fell gently upon his head and petted him. “Of course I’ll have you, you adorable little shit. As if I could say no. Just promise me you won’t cost me a fortune in food. I don’t know what fae dragons eat.”

“I promise!” Kaida practically leapt into her arms and gave soft licking kisses to her cheek. “I’ll make it worth your while, you’ll see!”

“Yeah yeah.” Farah giggled. She turned back toward town, her new adventuring partner in tow. “C’mon. I need to prepare for the road ahead. And we can stop back at the Lazy Fox for some of those cheesy bread knots you rave about.”

“I love you already.”

They shared a laugh as they disappeared into the tall grass. Who could say what lay ahead for this odd couple? Action? Adventure? More steamy dragon-on-elf-girl erotica? For now, though, only one thing was certain: Snacks. Lots of snacks.