Kidnapped by a dragon
Dragon x fem!reader || Tail play, size difference || TW: Kidnapping
A/N: When I say dragon I’m not talking humanoid dragon here, I’m talking full on dragon. Monster from mythology that is tall as a house and you are a tiny little human against him. Also, this is a bit more “romantic” than my other filthy stores. This was inspired by the Russian movie “I am dragon”, which you all should watch if you haven’t.
You were going to marry, your husband was a bad man, but you had to pay your debt of your family in some way. You made peace with it, you weren’t happy, you didn’t like the idea of doing it, but it had to be done. Nobody, not even you, was expecting a dragon to take you away, to kidnap you and leave you in a deserted island.
You were scared for what felt like eons, he didn’t try to scare you on purpose, but every time he talked, his guttural voice made you cry out in fear. You shivered like a leaf every time he showed up, until he decided to drop whatever food he got right at the entrance of the cave you claimed as yours. He made sure you were surrounded by gold, precious gems and all the luxuries the world could offer. But you? You were one of the treasures. Or at least that’s what the dragon told you. He was patient, you were scared.
But at some point, things changed.
Little by little he started leaving little gifts for you. You ignored most of the gold and gems, what were you supposed to do with those in a desert island anyway? But every time he brought you flowers, delicious food, or luxurious clothes, you warmed a bit more to him. You started to feel compelled to him. Started to wish he didn’t fly away as soon as he left whatever he brought you that day.
So you waited, and when he arrived the next day, you talked to him. And talked. And talked. You two developed some kind of friendship, companionship. You felt drawn to him, and he treated you like the most precious treasure on his whole hoard. You felt cherished by a dragon like you never felt by humans.
It didn’t take you long before you were feeling more than friendship for the monster. He flew you around, he allowed you to lay on his back as he walked around the island. You started to feel hot in your lower belly every time he called your name or talked to you for a bit. You understood those feelings were supposed to be just between a wife and a husband, but who was he if not your captor. You shouldn’t be feeling aroused because of him, he wasn’t even human. But that didn’t change how wet his voice got you. How tempting his scales looked. You couldn’t help yourself as you touched yourself at night thinking about how his skin would feel against your tiny body.
And that was exactly what you were doing one random afternoon. You were touching yourself in what your cave, naked and sprawled on top of a rock, the sun hitting your skin in the most amazing way. And then you heard the telltale sound of his wings. Your eyes opened fast and scared for a second. Other times he left, he was away for hours, even days, you thought you had time. But apparently he didn’t go far before he was back at the island, watching you intensely as you tried to cover your naked body, the task was fruitless, you had barely a sheet to cover yourself out there.
“Go away!” You screamed, your face hot and your embarrassment fresh.
“No.” His words sounded final. “You are going to let me see you, little treasure.” It was clear what he was asking. He was ordering, and your blood ran a bit hotter because of it. He never acted so commanding to you, he always tried to accommodate your needs and your human-ness. But now? Now he looked more like a monster like ever before.
“Wh-what?” You asked, confused and turned on, the prove of your arousal still sticky on your fingers.
“You are gonna take that cloth away, or I will. And then you are going to open those pretty human legs and let me see your tiny human cunt.” His words cut deep into your body, a new wave of arousal hitting you.
“N-no!” You responded, shaking your head. You really wanted to say yes, but that would be shameful, wouldn’t it? You couldn’t be aroused by a dragon. You couldn’t touch your most vulnerable flesh in front of a monster. But a spark of interest and anticipation was igniting inside of you.
“Yes. Don’t make me ask twice.”
“You didn’t ask.” You remarked, being intentionally obtuse. He didn’t like that. He growled and took your flimsy cover away, shredding it to pieces as he liked his pointy teeth. A rush of adrenaline ran through your body as you stood there, not able to cover yourself with your arms, just watching him as he repeated: “Open those pretty human legs and let me watch.”
You complied, telling yourself he was forcing you to do it, but deep down you knew it was a lie. You wanted to do it. You wanted him to watch you touch yourself. To make him desire you the same way you desired him.
“Keep doing what you were doing before I arrived.” He instructed.
Your hand traveled down your stomach, slowly, teasing yourself with careful fingers. Torturing him just a little bit. He growled at you, your blood pumping inside your veins so hard you could barely hear it. Your right hand was playing with your nipple, rolling it between your fingers. Tiny little moans were escaping your mouth as you played your body.
When your left hand parted sightly your folds, his eyes focused on your cunt, your pussy dripping. He lowered his head until he was barely a foot away, his nostrils flaring as he took your smell in. He could see how wet you were, you knew he could. He was so close. And that excited you. Your fingers circled your clit, slowly, your eyes never leaving his face right in front of you. He was so big. His head was easily as big as your whole body. You were a tiny human compared to his giant monstrous form.
He growled again, his big tongue darting out and licking your whole pussy in a fast swipe. You screamed. The texture of his tongue was harsh against your flesh, but hot, so fucking hot.
You kept fingering yourself, every once in a while he would blow a scolding breath, heat filling you as it made contact with your exposed cunt. Your fingers disappearing inside of you over and over, making the filthiest wet sounds.
But when you whispered his name as a plea, that forbidden name that villagers gave him, he lost it. He grabbed your body like you were a doll, so tiny in his claws that you felt like he could break you like a twig. That turned you on. You knew you shouldn’t be so hot about him being a literal monster, but you couldn’t help yourself as he manhandled you, sitting you on his tail. It was so big, your legs didn’t touch the ground at each side of it. But your pussy made direct contact with his lizard like skin.
“Ride it.” He moved your body against his tail, the scales and bumps over it rubbing against your pussy in the most tantalizing way. “What a good little treasure.” He murmured, his voice so deep that made your whole body convulse, your hips moving on their own accord. His skin was hot under you, your legs caging his tail and taking your pleasure off him as he observed you. His eyes were burning as he took you in.
“Come on, treasure. Come for me.” His voice went so low it resonated against his body, making his tail vibrate under the cadence. That’s all it took. Two seconds later, you were arching your back, your clit rubbing against the scales of his tail as your juices made the most obscene sound against his skin. Your whole body convulsed for a few seconds as he grunted, his claws gracing your ass as he kept moving your hips, drawing your pleasure higher.
You almost fell off his tail when your orgasm ended, aftershocks going through your body. He caught you in his clawed hands, cradling you against his neck as he took flight. “You are the most precious treasure in all my hoard.” You blushed, completely spent, as he led you to his lair.
