Dragons Lair pt 19
Myra got off klaedr and rubbed the blue dragoness, "maybe. what do you think klaedr?" "i love the idea. i will only do it if michael cums on our vents." myra and michael looked at each other before michael smiled, "sure. why not?"
The Book
Setting the book down on the counter, the old dragon, maybe in his 70s, about 7 foot tall, and covered in solid blue scales, looks down at the otter. "i knew this book would find the right person.
Chapter 5 - Intense tour
-i can't believe this-whispered feraligatr - i can't believe he's here, this awesome and sxy dragon. maybe, if i touch him when he's asleep, he won't notice it.
The killed dragon's descendant
He was in front of a real live dragon. maybe he was living a hallucination, maybe not; that wasn't the time to think about it. "please don't hurt me!" karlsainz snorted. "that is not my intention, and i have no reason to hurt any human.
Everything was just a dream
Was it something about dragons? maybe i dreamt from the characters of my story? or maybe something else? the words 'red puppy' hush through my mind. what? a red puppy? the fuck? maybe i am still tired. i should go to bed and sleep till noon. tomorrow...
Role Reversal Story: Tangling with Trouble
He was giving someone the best thing they could get; sex with a dragon. maybe he should spread the gift around.
Arsenod and Marinod Retold (Sexualized Violence)
"but i'm not a dragon..." "maybe not," marinod assured her, "but you have love for dragons, and because of that i want you to join us in our pleasuremaking."
Temple Passions Ch 1
Aside from him, cyril, volteer, spyro and cynder wouldn't have woken up yet; he was the early bird amongst the all of them dragons. maybe...
Dragon Reincarnation part four
Never said why, just to stay away from that dragon. maybe she'll explain more when i'm older. i messed around until nightfall, practicing magic and jumping off ledges to get rid of my fear of heights. it's getting dark...shouldn't they be back by now?
The Journey of the Dark Crystal: Chapter 2
"i'm the newest dark sentinel, and one of those no-rider dragons. maybe it's kinda absurd, but...you're a member of the dark sentinel now." "what?!"
The Second Promise: Rule of Three
There, laying before him, was a young dragon, maybe a bit older than kyrik. underneath his green scales, a growing pool of his own blood stained the ground. protruding from his back, a sharp bone from some sort of animal.
Marto's Night
"mmm good night little dragon, maybe you'll be added to that butt you loved so much." rider said with a deep menacing tone. "please let me go!" marto yelled and flailed about as he felt the warm juices working over him "please... p-papa!"