Becoming His Hen
The stellar jay's scaly hand brushed along the forest green dragon's scales. they were supple as water, yielding and pleasant till she hit a firm wall of muscle.
In Another Life Pt. 1
Liolyn pressed down the collar of the long coat she wore over her dress. The heavy thing, made of shed dragon scale, pushed down her tailfeathers in a rather discomforting way, but it was better than the frigid cold of Kor's Stairway. The gryphon took...