Draykan and Persephone
#47 of Tik Tik's Tower
While Xasandra is enjoying a nice hot bath with her kobold followers, she gets a show when Draykan the dragon and the half-giant orc Persephone go head-to-head in a sauna wrestling session.
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Xasandra, the goddess of fertility, sits back in the hot bathtub. Across from her is a rather large egg, about the size of a kobold, enjoying the bath with her. Every so often, it rattles, denoting the life growing inside. On either side of the draconic matron, two kobold ladies quiver and huddle close, seeking the protection of her divine being from the maelstrom before them.
On the other side of the large pool, the water roils and bubbles. Soon, Draykan rears his head, taking in a deep breath. Behind him, another form leaps out of the water, a terrible orc woman of gargantuan stature and thickness wraps her mountains of arms around the Dragon's back and up over his arms in a devastating hold, their naked bodies rubbing back to chest as she seeks to pin him down once more.
"Come on." Persephone growls, one foot on the edge of the tub as she applies pressure to his neck. "Go down already, big guy!"
"You're crazy!" Draykan shouts, snarling over his shoulder. He spreads his wings with such force that they knock her off of him and back into the water with a powerful splash. He spins around, his lower body concealed by the water as he wades toward her, snorting out the liquid.
She goes in for a grapple, but he retorts, his hands grabbing onto hers. The two struggle, their muscles bulging at their arms as they stare each other in the eyes, Draykan with a grim determination, Persephone with a toothy grin.
She snarls. "Is that the best ya got? My granny could wrestle better than ya!"
"I... I don't want to actually harm you!" Draykan responds. "I just want you to stop!"
"Stop?" Phone asks, then suddenly lets her muscles go slack. Draykan, so focused on the power struggle, falls forward as she lets go of him and falls right into her waist grab.
Using his momentum, the large woman suplexes the dragon, sending him over her and onto the tile outside the tub.
Draykan's frame cracks the floor beneath him as his shoulders strike the ground. Stunned, he isn't able to right himself before the orcish amazon pulls herself up out of the tub, water sloshing violently as she escapes. She grabs his legs and spins around to face him. She pulls on his legs, making the dragon god inadvertently grunt with his mouth open. A wide toothy grin spreads over her mouth as she looks down into his astonished eyes, and the orcish woman drops right onto his mouth, filling him with the perfect position to taste her womanhood.
Draykan thrashes about, but there is no use fighting Persephone's hold. The woman had indeed proven that she could best a god with her Herculean strength and the skill of a seasoned warrior. Resigning himself to having lost his round, he figures now would be a good time to just enjoy himself. So, through his opened mouth, he rolls his tongue out and tastes between her legs.
Persephone snickers, grinding her hips up against him, snorting as she feels his tongue play in just the right ways. "Ha... s'long as you know where you belong, we can both have fun. Glad you know who's the strongest one here." She looks up, winking towards the three women and the egg watching the show. "That is, unless any of you want to challenge me?"
"Oh, no, dear," Xasandra says, holding the two kobolds close to her. "I'm a goddess of love, not war. You can roughhouse with Dray all you like. I'm not going to stop you. I have this lovely maid to soothe from a terrible affliction and this egg should hatch any minute, now."
"Damn right, I can do what I want with him," Persephone adds, then she shifts slightly, causing Draykan to let out a questioning grunt. But as she lets go of one leg, she brings her arm behind his butt and pulls him in so she sits with her upper body twisted to the side to give her a good angle. With a growl, she leans in and licks at one of the twin heads that stick out, fully erect. "Two cocks, twice the man, yet not where it counts. You're strong, I'll give you that, but I'm still better'n-aah!?"
Draykan's tongue finds just the right spot inside of her that the half-giant shifts just enough out of the way that the dragon has the opportunity to grab her and flip her over. He sits up on his knees, wrapping his arms around her abdomen as she now falls back onto her shoulders, completely surprised.
"Who is the best now?" he asks, pulling his mouth away from her in his triumph, but he is too slow, as her thighs come crashing against his neck, wrapping around him and forcing him back between her legs.
"You're not getting off until you finish me off!" the orc woman says. "Go ahead, lizard boy. Show me what that tongue can really do!"
He growls, but he holds onto her, doing as he is told. He lashes deep within her. Persephone, despite being on the ground, runs her hands over her body and enjoys the sensation of this deity servicing her. It isn't long before his ministrations sends her over the edge, giving him another treat to taste as she convulses in orgasm.
Just as she finishes, Persephone lets go of his neck and rolls back, standing tall before him. Draykan just sits there, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're... you're something else."
"There's no one like Persephone. Remember that, oh powerful dragon god!" She boasts, poking her chest with her thumb, and then walks up to him, placing a foot upon his chest and shoving him back into the water with a splash.
Draykan emerges only in time to see her hop back in with him, landing perfectly to find herself on his lap, his lower cock rubbing against her nether lips. She wraps her arms around his shoulders and pulls him in close, her grin wide on her face. "Alright then, big guy... you ready to go another round with the champ?"