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Poor Reyori is going to lose all track of time. Kissed. Licked. Teased. Where last night it seemed like the dragon had been trying to get her to cum in as many ways as possible, this morning it seemed like she was playing a game of how long she could go without giving Reyori even one. Tongue pressing sinuously inside of her, lapping as the dragon looked up at Reyori's blushing face. Fingers playing over her thighs. That shaft pressing between her legs, teasing against it. An hour? Two? Far too long to be held on edge at any rate, and finally starts to get pressed against. "Do you want me to stop?" The question had come a half dozen times. Even when Reyori was pushed to near tears at the denial, but... what was she going to do? Say she wanted this to end? To lie to her new... what was Onyxia to her anyway now? Mistress? She couldn't say she wanted to stop, and so she shook her head...

And Onyxia gave a chuckle. "Alright, you've waited long enough." She lifts the vulpera up, moving her to straddle her hips. Facing her towards the door. Letting her be so open to anyone who walked in as that big shaft ground between Reyori's sex lips. "Let me hear how much you want it, little pet~ How you were made for dragon cock~"

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Reyori's been living a roller coaster since last night. At first she'd thought that she might be devoured by a dragon luring her away from the party. Instead, she found herself taken as that dragon's pet and gifted with that dragon's offspring. It was a whirlwind that reminded her of the first time she'd been alone with Treya; and for good reason! The dragon had been Treya's mentor! Now she finds herself completely at that dragon's mercy.

Reyori gasps out sharply and arches her back as that skilled tongue explores her depths, her passage squeezing around that invading appendage. There's been a consistent blush upon her face since Onyxia made her move. Despite spending much of the previous evening impaled upon the dragon's shaft, she feels even /more/ vulnerable now. The feeling of her tongue is exquisite. The sensation of her fingers gently caressing over her thighs is wonderful. And the feeling of that shaft rubbing so dangerously close to her sex is /intoxicating/. Though she knows the dangers of Onyxia pressing inside her once more, as the dragon keeps her on the edge she finds herself increasingly craving the feel of her mistress claiming her once more.

Each time Onyxia asked if she wanted her to stop Reyori was faced with a crisis of faith. She is Treya's lover, isn't she? She's the mother of Treya's daughter! It's wrong of her to let herself be claimed by this dragon. And yet, each time she finds herself blushing brighter and shaking her head. Despite the anguish it causes her, she can't bring herself to turn Onyxia away. She's completely at the mercy of her new mistress, and there's a part of her that absolutely /adores/ being her pet.

When Onyxia announces the end to her waiting, the vulpera nearly squeals in delight. She's been kept on the edge for so long, and now she's finally offered what her body's been craving for what feels like /hours/! Reyori shivers as she's moved to straddle Onyxia's hips. She shivers as she feels that tip press and grind against the petals to her sex. Despite knowing what it means to let that tool inside her once more, her hips start to move of their own accord and /press/ against that tip. "O-Ooh, Onyxia..~ P-please.. I-I need to feel you inside me again... I-I need m-my mistress to claim me again.. I-I need that t-thick dragon cock!" She blushes brightly as she says those words. From her the feel so awkward, so uncharacteristic. But right now she's /desperate/.

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Reyori's voice will carry. Its meant to-sitting here, at this angle, her voice would carry with crystal clarity to the hall just outside of her chambers-and its no accident that Treya is arriving just at that time. The woman has to give a wince-a small touch of hurt, even if it was utterly unfair. She had always encouraged Reyori to enjoy herself just the vulpera never had. She'd thought more than anyone that the girl was monogamous by nature. But that is clearly her voice, pleading, and...

Dragon cock. That earns a grimace of its own, before Treya opens the door-just in time to watch as Reyori is brought down. Her sex spreads wide around that dragon shaft. Parted wide across the multiple ridges of the organ, and there is a sharp roll of Onyxia's hips as the dragon lifts up and that base-swollen, a knot of its own, glowing softly gold even in the morning light, presses against those lips. Normally it'd take more time of easing and preparing but... she's had Reyori dancing on the edge for over an hour. She was more than ready at this point. The sharp press of those hips has that knot slide home, driving a large swell into Reyori's belly where that glow can be seen through the skin, and Treya has to stop short.

She knew she'd see something like this. It was Onyxia who had told her about the mental effect of walking in to see your lover speared on a cock, pleading their allegiance, could have. She'd never experienced it herself properly though. Reyori-sweet, devoted Reyori-impaled on someone else's shaft. Glowing as she was clearly taken with child. A collar around her neck with another woman's name. And Onyxia purrs evilly, licking over Reyori's ear. "Oh hello Treya. Pet, your girlfriend is here, you should say hello~"

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Reyori is blissfully unaware of the consequences of her words or actions. She's so focused on the feeling of that draconic shaft pressing inside of her that the rest of the world seems to just fade out of existence. Her eyes flutter shut when that shaft finally pressed inside her. It was a sensation that she'd been craving for so long. She arches her back and groans out /hotly/ as she sinks down onto Onyxia's lap and feels her lips part around that thick knot. A shiver runs along her spine as it pops inside and seals her fate. She tilts her head back and just /moans/ in bliss as her mistress' warmth floods into her once more, her hands rising up to gently fall on her belly. Instead of simply watching her belly swell, she savors the feel of her tummy firming up, then growing beneath her fingers. And the warmth from that /glow/. It was truly an experience beyond words!

And then Onyxia purrs and licks over her ear. Reyori's eyes slowly flutter open as she speaks, only to *snap* open fully when she mentions her girlfriend. Reyori looks ahead to see Treya standing in the doorway with an expression akin to a deer in headlights. Her heard just /shatters/ as she realizes what she'd just done. Not only had she voiced her desires, but she'd /emphasized/ her pleasure at being claimed by Treya's /mentor/! There are no words that leave Reyori's lips, as she poor girl is just stunned beyond reason. She just isn't sure what to do.

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There is a moment of hurt. Reyori will catch it-she knew the whole night this would have an effect, but its another thing to have it realized. But its only a moment before Treya is giving a trademark smirk, and looks up at Onyxia. "Did you stumble there a little bit? She didn't say hello. Did you miss some of your preparation?"

Onyxia only chuckles in return, pressing in tightly, and her breath becomes wicked. "Oh of course not. She's merely a little stunned. Go on, say hello little pet~ You don't want to be rude to your girlfriend~" With an unspoken undercurrent of threat there-not that the girl would get punished, but her hips roll, and threaten to tug free of that still stretched snatch. Tongue teasing over the edge of the ear further as she kisses and holds tightly. "Now pet~" In a tone that brooks absolutely no argument~

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Reyori's eyes tear up a little as she catches that moment of hurt in Treya's expression. It was something she'd always intended to protect Treya from, but now she was the /cause/ of it! Though the trademark smirk that soon replaces it does put Reyori slightly off balance, made all the worse as she hears Onyxia's command once again.

Reyori's blush quickly returns and she shivers visibly as that tongue teases over the edge of her ear. At first Reyori remains silent, struggling to figure out a way to remedy the situation. Not only does she want to avoid hurting Treya further, she also wants to avoid that knot being tugged out of her prematurely. Despite how terrible it is that she's staring into her girlfriend's eyes while tied with another woman, it might be /worse/ if that tie were to just abruptly end.

When Reyori is given Onyxia's command a third time, with a tone that she cannot ignore, she blushes fiercely and bows her head. "H-hello, Treya.." It's simple and straightforward, and hopefully enough to placate Onyxia's desires.

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"There, see? She's a new pet, but she's learning to do tricks already~" A wicked chuckle and Reyori finds her chin tilted, and she gets to enjoy a kiss. One like so many that had come before it tonight-Onyxia can play her like a fiddle at this point. That tongue teasing over her jawline, making her open her lips, before it delves inside an whirls around her tongue. Dragging it in as Onyxia's plumbs that mouth, a soft growl and a nuzzle as the dragon /enjoys/ Reyori. Makes a spectacle out of her in front of Treya.

The magical thief waits, clealry impatient, and when the kiss breaks she gives a little noise. "I'm glad you're so amused. Though if you're planning on hurting her just to get back at me-"

The first hint that there was some bad blood between the two, though Onyxia immediately makes a dismissive noise, breaking the kiss and giving Treya a /look/. "Now thats cruel. Implying something to try and break my new pets heart. She'd be devastated to find out she was part of a /ploy/." She rolls her hips agian, that shaft doing wonderful things inside of Reyori, before Onyxia smiles. "Though, to make it clear-I have absolutely no intention of hurting Reyori. She's my pet, and I take /excellent/ care of my pets~"

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Despite the fact that Reyori knows that she's being used as a means to get a rise out of Treya, she can't stop herself from enjoying all of the attention Onyxia is giving her. She groans softly into that kiss and gently presses back against it, savoring the feel of her mistress' lips against her own. The feel of her mistress' tongue dancing over her jawline draws out a soft gasp, which invites Onyxia to claim her muzzle fully as that tongue delves inside. The vulpera shivers as Onyxia openly explores her muzzle in front of Treya, while fighting back the urge to groan out louder.

When that kiss finally breaks the vulpera pants softly, clearly left breathless by the situation; and her mistress' skilled tongue, of course! The vulpera then winces as Treya speaks about any harm coming to her. From what Onyxia had said the previous night, their parting sounded as if it had been amicable. Was that a twisting of the truth? Or had Reyori just convinced herself that they were still on good terms? Though, considering Onyxia just put her on /display/ for Treya, it certainly seems as if she was misled.

Reyori glances up to Onyxia when she speaks, and considers saying something in response. However, the movement of those hips effectively silences the vulpera as she trembles, her passage clutching around that invading length as it stirs around inside her. The sudden surge of pleasure forces her to lean forward and brace herself against Onyxia, very much looking like she was clutching to her mistress. "Nnf.."

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Oddly... the reassurance seems to molify Treya. The thief arcs an eyebrow but.... huffs, crossing her arms and giving Onyxia a glare. "Really? No harm to her at all?" She sounds skeptical, but... apparently regardless of anything else, she does seem to trust the dragons word, though Onyxia gives a sigh, rolling her eyes.

"Are you going to make me say it thrice? Fine. Each in a different way. I consider Reyori a pet, and I won't see anything bad happen to her." Her hips roll again, dragging that shaft in and out. Pumping inside, keeping Reyori clutching as the dragon continues. "I intend no physical or mental harm to Reyori, though I will attempt to momentarily embaress and humiliate her from time to time. I assure you only in ways that she'd enjoy." Another thrust, dragging in and out, working that as well, and she lowers and kisses at the vulpera's head. "Do we include the first statement as a way, or will you make me say another?"

"Another one. Humor me." Treya's tone is glittery and sharp, like a shattered pane of stained glass, and Onyxia gives a deep thraoty purr... and cums. Unloading her seed into that belly as she licks her lips.

"I would never see harm done to the mother of my children and bearer of my eggs, and Reyori is both as of last night~"

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Though Reyori is certainly distracted feeling Onyxia's shaft moving around inside her depths, she tries her best to pay attention to the exchange between Treya and Onyxia. As the two most important women in her life, it's important to understand their relationship! Naturally the vulpera doesn't have much to add, especially with Onyxia's hips continuing to move.

It seems that Onyxia /wants/ Reyori to keep clutching to her. As her hips continue to move Reyori finds herself pressing further against Onyxia in return. When that shaft starts to genuinely pump inside her, the vulpera groans out softly and buries her snout against her mistress, both in an attempt to silence herself and to shield her face from Treya. She can't bare to look at her beloved Treya as she's taken again right in front of her!

Reyori visibly shivers as Onyxia lowers down to kiss at her head, her eyes clenching shut as she clutches all the more tightly to Onyxia's larger frame. It's all she can do as that shaft moves around inside her and brings her to another peak, just in time to feel another fresh pulse of warmth flooding into her as Onyxia claims her womb once more. The poor little fox can't withhold a moan of ecstasy as her belly swells just a little bit further and that warm glow /intensifies/ all the more, clearly showing to Treya that her family had just grown a little larger.

It truly was a blissful experience every time Onyxia's warmth rushed into her depths. The fox absolutely adored that feeling of euphoria at being claimed and bred. And yet, it was also /mortifying/ with Treya just being forced to... watch it happen to her.

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And fill her. And fill her. Its as though this one is bigger than the others-she already looked curvy and swollen, but now that just keeps going until she looks six months pregnant-like she did when she was heavy with Treya's child! Treya gives a look, and then moves her gaze back to Reyori. It softens a bit there-she's not going to be mean to Reyori. No matter what happened, no matter what gambit she appeared in, she'd never be cruel to her girl. She does give a little sad noise.

"I don't suppose you're willing to forget about Onyxia over a cup of tea?"

Its a luaghable notion, and ONyxia herself gives a long deep rich chuckle at the idea, her fingers moving to stroke over the glowing belly, and the dragon lowers and purrs. "Don't worry Treya. I'm not attempting to /steal/ her from you, though you'd deserve it if I did. No, her devotion to you is genuine, and I wouldn't stoop to /magic/ in order to change that. She just has two loves in her life now. Isn't that right pet?" She strokes over Reyori, and gives a purr. "Tell Treya you still want to be her girlfriend.... and then, if you'd like, tell her how you want to stay my pet~"

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It doesn't take long for Reyori to realize that this climax is different. The vulpera clutches all the more tightly to Onyxia as she continues to erupt inside her, pulse after pulse of seed flooding into her seemingly without end. If it were just Reyori and Onyxia alone, the vulpera would be in heaven. There's nothing Reyori enjoys more than being filled with her lover's seed. But it isn't just her and Onyxia right now, so she finds herself almost wishing that Onyxia's climax would end so this humiliation would cease. But it doesn't. Not until it's impossible to hide.

Reyori groans out softly as her belly stretches to accommodate all of her mistress' warmth, her entire form trembling as a feeling of euphoria washes over her. And all of that immediately comes crashing down when Treya speaks.

In some ways Reyori would willingly forget all about Onyxia, had she had the opportunity. She would have been fine just living the rest of her life by Treya's side, nestled up against her and nuzzling into her. But that opportunity disappeared the moment she took a seat beside Onyxia last night.

Reyori breathes out a pathetic little whimper as Onyxia strokes over her glowing belly, and /shivers/ at that purr. She bites her lip as Onyxia gives that little command with a purr and trembles beneath her touch. Unlike the last time, she isn't going to force Onyxia to ask more than once.

"T-Treya... I-I'm not sure if I'm worthy of your trust right now, but nothing will ever change the fact that I love you. M-my dream is still to be your bride.." she murmurs as she slowly leans back from Onyxia and makes to reach for a ring that isn't on her finger. She pauses, remembering that she'd placed it on Onyxia's nightstand, so as to not tempt her mistress to play their 'game' like the previous night. "I-I still want to proudly wear a ring that signifies our love..." she continues, though her hand that had reached toward that vacant finger now reaches up to her neck, tracing over that collar. "T-though, I-I can't say no to Onyxia." At that point she laughs a little, a laugh that's just a little pathetic on her part. "Does this mean I have a type? You're the only person who ever bothered to try to break through my shell. I found myself swept up in a whirlwind and fell for you. And then Onyxia did the same. If she had told me that she were secretly you disguised as a noble woman, I would have believed her..."

Though her words may not be quite as... soothing and reassuring as the vuplera would intend, it's incredibly hard to not just blurt out her true feelings while so close to Onyxia.

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Treya doesn't react to the ring missing-no doubt she knows that its abscence is no wicked intent or crime. Onyxia and Treya both knew that Reyori was with the arcane thief. So Treya sighs, and shakes her head. "That would've been too easy." She does look up to give Onyxia a soft glare, before she clears her throat. "That said, I /am/ going to take my girlfriend out for lunch. You've had her all night long, I should at least get her for breakfast~"

Onyxia's hips slow, and she gives a low rumbling noise-a chuckle? A growl? Its tough to say, though she does finally start to pull back-that cock sliding out of Reyori's belly. Like last night though-there is no cum that follows. It stays, swelling her, keeping her large and plump and soft. "Of course-there is a wonderful little place outside my estate." She smiles broadly, her eyes glittering and she kisses Reyori. "I look forward to seeing you for lunch." Its a statement, not a question, and she looks up to Treya. "Just lunch of course. You can have my pet for the evening and night. But I /will/ dine with her today~" Treya considers this... and Reyori gets the distinct impression that her own opinions aren't entering into this discussion... but Treya moves in, and picks up the Vulpera-not seeming to mind the extra weight as she easily cradles and princess carries the artificer.

"Deal~"