Bohra (Male Dragon/Female Human)
Imported from SF2 with no description.
The poor girl groaned softly as she entered her dragon's pen; she was having her period and she felt bloated, hot, achy from cramps. Padding over to her, her dragon - a gentle male named Bohra - nuzzled all over her, whining softly in concern. "Hey, boy..." the girl murmured as she petted him gently, "how are you today?" The big male chuffed softly and licked her face, making her giggle as she tried to bat away his muzzle--but then, the big dragon sniffed the air.
He'd noticed an interesting scent: blood - like that from the raw meat his beloved mistress often fed him - but this was coming from his Rider! Lowering his head, the beast lick-lick-licked the blood trail that had run down her leg as, to her dismay, the girl realized that in her rush to get out here to be with her beloved mount, she'd forsaken a pad or tampon. No sooner had she realized this, then she gazed down at Bohra in a kind of numbed shock as - having cleaned up the blood on her leg - his head vanished beneath her long skirt--and then she gasped softly as he started to lap at her sex. 'Why was she bleeding down there? Was she hurt?'
She thought of how wrong this was - she should push his head away, scold him - but as he lapped at her sex, cleaning her as he quite literally drunk away her period, it felt SO GOOD, the horrible pain she'd been feeling being replaced with the stirrings of arousal and pleasure. Gasping, moaning, the girl instead spread her legs wider - encouraged his tongue to lick, lap and penetrate deeper - praising and petting Bohra, until at last, bucking gently against his snout, stars filled her thoughts as she CAME, harder than she ever had before, her mouth open in a silent scream as a combination of her blood and fluids GUSHED from her sex to be greedily drunk down by her dragon companion.
That was the beginning of how their bond deepened; whenever her parents were out, whenever she had free time to take Bohra on very long walks, when they could take a getaway flight to their special place, she would strip herself of her clothing and let her beloved dragon pleasure her with his tongue until she creamed it with her essence, gasping in pleasure as the world seemed to turn on and off, coming again and again until exhaustion crashed upon her. Eventually, the girl learned to pleasure the thick, prehensile shaft that wormed its way out from the slit between his legs, and he learned with her the joys of mating...