Kael lounged against the tavern bar, his light blue reptilian scales shimmering under the dim lights as he adjusted the frilly pink lady’s knickers peeking from his trousers. Across from him, the burly Hrothgar named Rorik leaned in with a smirk. "Those knickers look better on you than they ever did on their owner," Rorik growled, his voice low and teasing. Kael flicked his tail, eyes narrowing playfully. "Flattery will get you nowhere unless you prove you can handle what’s underneath, furball. Think your cock’s hard enough for a dragon’s ass?"
They barely made it to the inn room before clothes flew. Rorik yanked his underwear down, revealing his thick, hard cock already twitching with need. Kael shoved him onto the bed and straddled him, the pink knickers stretched tight over his own dripping arousal. "You pulled those down fast—horny much?" Kael taunted, grinding his ass against Rorik’s length. "Talk less, ride more," Rorik shot back, gripping Kael’s hips.
Kael slid the knickers aside and sank down, taking Rorik’s cock deep into his ass with a wet, slick sound. He bounced with deliberate rhythm, scales glistening as sweat beaded across his chest. "Fuck, you’re tight," Rorik panted, thrusting up to meet him. Kael laughed breathlessly, witty even mid-ride. "And you’re big enough to make a dragon moan—don’t get cocky." Their pace quickened, bodies slapping together.
Rorik’s hands roamed, squeezing Kael’s ass while Kael leaned forward, scales brushing fur. "Ever given a blowjob while riding?" Kael teased, though he stayed focused on the grind. The Hrothgar’s cock hit just right, making Kael’s own hard length strain against the pink fabric. Wet sounds filled the room as Kael rode harder, panting, "You feel that? Dripping for you already."
Tension peaked as Kael clenched around him, both males sweating and lost in the rhythm. Rorik came first with a guttural roar, flooding Kael’s ass with hot cum. Kael followed seconds later, his release soaking the knickers as he shuddered through his orgasm. They collapsed in a tangled heap, still joined.
Kael rolled off with a satisfied grin, tail flicking Rorik’s thigh. "Round one was fun, but next time I want that tongue proving itself." Rorik chuckled, already stirring again. "Keep wearing those knickers and you’ll get more than you bargain for."
The night was far from over, and Kael’s scales promised even wilder games ahead.
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