Hidden Desires: Allure(Illustrated story!)
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*This is the seventh part of the story that goes in tandem with the comic. If you find yourself drawn by the characters, or if you wish to read the more detailed version of the comic's story, then I invite you to check the story below. Be sure to check the profile of my friend, The Secret Cave, for more amazing artworks if you like his style. *
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Disclaimer: The following comic contains erotic/sex scenes that could be considered non-consensual between two fictional characters in a fictional situation, so it can hurt the susceptibility of some people. The content creators do not condone these acts in any way in real life (or any other form of abuse). It is recommended to read/see it judiciously.
Hidden Desires part 8: Allure
After he took in a deep, reassuring breath, Istaryl grabbed the smaller male's legs and spread them further to the sides, the whites of his inner thighs and belly contrasting with the darker hues present on the rest of his body. His slit stood in the middle, the film of arousal coating the drake's leathery hide giving his sex a glossy appearance.
Istaryl's tail tip brushed against the hay, swishing with renewed impatience. He knew what he had to do--what both him and the male wanted--yet it still felt difficult to go through with it. A nagging doubt, located at the back of his mind, urged him to stop and consider what he was about to do, especially when he knew so little of his cuddle buddy.
I know that this lustful creature shoved his sex against mine and started to behave as if we are lovers. It's enough, Istaryl deduced, clinging to this particular belief as he began rubbing his shaft along the drake's slit, savoring the warmth throbbing through his vulnerable hide.
Istaryl's toes clenched. His thighs pressed tighter against the blue-green legs, tail wrapping around that of the younger drake to keep it from wiggling around. The drake's head slumped to the side, a hand splayed over the hay bedding while the other kneaded at his belly, a pleasant hum rippling within his throat. His knees jerked every now and then, and his back arched ever so slightly, directing his slit into Istaryl's tip.
The red drake gulped hard. A rush of self-consciousness surged through him, making him painfully aware of what he was doing, of what he intended to do.
You already have a loving and caring mate. Do you really have to go through this? Is it really necessary to prove a point through such crude means?
Istaryl should have listened to that voice of reason, but his member had grown to full mast, and a veil of lust flowed over his senses, addling them, obscuring them, shielding them from his rational side. Tremors of delight slithered under his hide. His knees shifted a little, making the hay rustle as the flowing movements of his hips picked up.
To block the pleasured moan that clawed at his throat for release, Istaryl clenched his jaw, screwed his eyes shut, and held on tightly onto the young male's knees, surrendering himself to the euphoria coursing through his frame. His member glided back and forth, guided by the narrow crevice that made up the male's gender, keeping to the surface for the time being.
The promise of something tighter, hotter, and moister didn't elude Istaryl for long. He soon began to yearn for more than just the shallow pleasure the drake's slit offered. Beneath his tight lips sprawled a fleshy tunnel, shuddering at the prospect of being penetrated.
Too hard for his own good, Istaryl found himself unable to resist its allure. What started off as a game of mutual teasing grew into a pressing desire that escalated into a burning need to spill his pent-up desire into this very attractive creature.
Istaryl groped the drake's thighs, caressing them with his thumbs, his lascivious panting betraying his lust-addled goal. A bead of aqueous precum slipped past his tip, growing into a crystalline globe that dribbled down onto the male's delicate furrow, sinking into his pink nethers.
Breathless, his throat parched and his frame taut with purpose, Istaryl pushed his member past the drake's folds slowly, deliberately, noticing the fierce blush tinting his cheeks shortly before a deep, unfathomable pleasure forced his eyelids to scrunch shut.
***END OF PART 8***
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