Throwing caution to the wind, you throw yourself backwards, nearly knocking Ember off the bed in the process. “What the fuck was that?!”

The dragoness takes a moment to right herself, and you’re shocked to see that she doesn’t even look upset. “What?” She shrugs. “I didn’t think you would be able to explain what a kiss is like through words.”

“What, and that book you spent so much time reading didn’t help?”

She gives a little waggle of the hand. “Eh.”

“Yeah, well…” you trail off, treading carefully over your next words. You can’t help but look over her body once more, taking in her curves. You hate yourself for it, but you’ve gotta admit Ember is actually kinda hot. Still… “You shouldn’t kiss someone without asking first.”

The Dragon lord’s hands fly to her hips. “Are you saying you didn’t like it?”

“Uh…” Well, damn. She’s definitely got you there. “Look, that’s not the point. There’s a little thing called ‘consent’.”

“And would you have ‘consented’ to me kissing you, had I asked?” she prods you.

“Again, not the point,” you deflect her question. “It doesn’t matter how pretty you may or may not be. If you did that to a pony, it would be a huge thing.”

Ember shrugs. “Well, good thing you’re not a pony then. So it doesn't really matter, does it?”

“Oh, piss off,” you reply. “Look, that kiss definitely wasn’t the worst thing in the world, just… ask next time?”

Ember groans to go along with a roll of her eyes. “Ugh, I suppose.” Suddenly, her demeanor changes to more match your own shocked look. “N-not that I’m going to be asking you again,” she finishes off with a blush.

“Sure you aren’t.” Your sardonic reply doesn’t fall on deaf ears, as you suddenly find yourself jabbed in the side by her tail. “Ow!” You rub at the spot she had pricked. “What was that for?”

“For assuming that I’m into you,” Ember sticks her tongue out at you.

“Well, I mean… you did kiss me,” you shrug. “But if you say so.”

“And so what if I am?” Ember rambles on, seemingly ignoring your retort. “I’m the Dragon Lord. I make the rules. It’s not a crime to like someone that isn’t a dragon. It’s not a crime to find the only human on the planet attractive. And it’s certainly not a crime to take what’s mine,” she finishes, staring you down steadfast, lust evident in her glossed over eyes.

“Wait, wh—”

Your breath is taken away as the Dragon Lord lunges at you, knocking you onto your back as her lips connect with yours. Any struggle you could have put up is quashed as her hands pin yours down to the bed. With no means to resist, and her snake-like tongue seeking its way to your mouth, you make your decision and there’s no going back.

Fuck it…

You grant her tongue entrance, meeting it with your own. You can sense Ember’s surprise as her body trembles slightly, her once-firm grasp on your hands weakening. Taking advantage of what mobility you have, you resolve to wrap your arms around the dragoness and pull her tighter to yourself.

“Mmm…” Ember moans, sinking further into your body. Your right eye pops open as you feel something slithering under your back, only to see that her tail is beginning to entwine itself around your body, once again removing your option to leave.

Not that you would have anyways. Once all the cards were on the table, it was all too easy for Ember to call your bluff.

And it feels oh so good…

You’re not sure how, but you manage to gather enough strength to turn the tides on the dragon, deftly flipping over onto your stomach with Ember now pinned below you. Shock is evident on her face as she finally pulls away from you, bringing your second kiss to a close.

“You do find me ‘cute’, don’t you?” She grins.

“In a ‘dang, she’s pretty cute for an angry dragon’ kinda way.” You shoot back an even larger grin, though it quickly evaporates as you feel something prodding at the front of your jeans. Peering down, you spy her tail, still wrapped around your body, trying its hardest to pull your clothing off. “Uh… it has a zipper,” you advise her. “But… are you sure you want to do this?”

“The Dragon Lord always knows what she wants,” Ember replies, craning her head up next to yours. You don’t have a chance to reply as you feel her teeth clamp down ever so slightly on your earlobe. The sensation forces an involuntary moan from you, earning a purr of satisfaction from the dragoness. From there, her tail makes quick work of your pants, ripping them off and tossing them to the floor as she continues to nibble on your ear.

The sudden sensation of her tail running over the front of your boxers is more than you can bear, and you force her back down before locking your lips against hers. All the while, her tail continues its ministrations, causing your member to swell up. Ember takes notice, shooting you a grin.

“Pent up, are we?” She mewls. You sense that she gets some satisfaction from putting you in this situation, something that further proves evident as she continues. “It must be hard, not having any way of finding release in this world.”

Normally, you’d offer up a witty remark, but something about the compromising situation you’ve found yourself in keeps you from speaking up. At least for now.

“I’m sure you’ve longed for a moment like this…” She murmurs, her tail forcing its way through the flap in your boxers. The nimble appendage runs across your shaft, and you let out a little pant. Fuck, she knows just what to say and do to get under your skin. “All you have to do is let loose, and you can finally have the release you’ve been longing for…”

“You know what, Ember?”

She raises an eyebrow at you. “What?”

“Shut up and let me fuck you.”

“Heh, that’s more like it…” she smirks. The sound of fabric ripping resounds through the room, and you find yourself looking back to where the action is going to take place.

Your swollen member flops down onto her belly as she rips your boxers off completely, a thin strand of pre oozing forth from it. It’s at this moment that you look back down and finally notice her nether regions. Your eyes widen as you can feel the heat emanating from her folds.

“I’ve never done this before,” she says, drawing your attention back to her face. A light blush permeates her cheeks, yet somehow, she looks as resolute as ever. “Forget ‘foreplay’,” she no doubt quotes the book she’d been reading up on, “I just want you inside of me.”

You could have said a lot of things in response to that. Maybe something sensual? Or even something funny, to ease the tension a bit? Instead, you settle on something so stupid that even you aren’t sure why you asked it.

“It’s the Winter Solstice, isn’t it?”

“Well, duh,” Ember responds, moving her hand to take hold of your erection. Her smooth scales work quickly to coax your dick into reaching its full length in no time, the sensation not unlike a snake slithering across your skin. As she begins to tug on you, you can’t help but find yourself looking back down. The sight alone is enough to cause more pre to well up on the tip. “Well… are you ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you answer in earnest, your body simply aching for release at this point. Ember does her best to guide you towards her waiting folds, and you thrust forward as you make contact with them. She’s slicker than you expected, causing you to miss your target and simply slide your dick over her labia.

Redoubling your efforts, you guide yourself to her entrance and finally sink into her waiting depths. Both of you moan as the sensation washes over you, and you lock your lips back over hers. The heat she’s pumping out works wonders on you, and she’s definitely tighter than you expected. After only a couple inches, you find it difficult to ease into her. You retract ever so slowly, something that you can feel Ember protesting. Just as you’re about to free yourself, you thrust back down, eliciting a cute moan from her as she gives you a few more inches.

It’s not enough, though. You want all of her.

Your next thrust is enough to shake the bed, and Ember forces her tongue back into your waiting mouth, an action you find yourself eager to reciprocate. As your tongue mingles with hers, you finally feel your thighs meet hers on your next thrust.

Ember ends your kiss, gazing at you with eyes full of lust. “Take me…”

You do just that, beginning to pump in and out of her with earnest, her molten hot insides trying their best to keep you inside all the while. Ember wraps her arms around you, and you find yourself speeding up. You know you’re not going to last. It’s been too long since you’ve had release. Still, you find yourself wanting to make her feel good.

Your eyes lock with hers, every little whimper and moan making you fall for this damn dragon even more. Just seeing the subtle reactions on her face are enough for you, and you find yourself content to just watch her. Every little thrust elicits a tiny wince from her, and her tongue lolls out of her mouth. On a particularly hard thrust, her eyes shoot open and she blushes as you stare her down.

You’d expected her to be much more domineering, but as you find yourself drawing closer to the edge, you’re glad she let you take the lead.

The more you speed up, the more you can feel her own body tense up. You know she’s nearing her own edge, and something in you really wants to help guide her over it. Using her now-hot chest, you push backwards and brace yourself with your knees. Grabbing her by her sides, you continue thrusting into her at an even wilder pace.

With nothing else left to grasp, her claws clench on the bed-sheets as her back begins to arch upwards. She’s freely moaning by this point, and you’re eager to draw more out of her as you make her yours. Every slap of flesh serves only to turn you on even further, and you find yourself overcome with a want to use her, just as she used your feelings against you.

“M-more…” Ember manages to whimper through her moans.

You’re all too happy to oblige. You grab one of her legs and stretch it upwards, wrapping your arms around it as you pound her with everything you have, sending both of you careening towards your breaking point. Through all of this, one thing is clear, and you make sure she knows it.

“You’re mine,” you growl through gritted teeth, releasing her leg and letting it flop back to the bed.

You feel her tighten around you, and her body tenses up as she lets out a labored moan at your words. Her climax works well to coax you towards your own, and you feel that ever-present coil in your body beginning to tighten, ready to explode. You only last a few more thrusts before everything goes white and the dam inside of you bursts.

You lean forward, you lips crashing into hers as you flood her insides, and she returns your kiss, pulling you closer as her body does its best to take everything you have to give. After a few more pulses, you find yourself ending the kiss.

Through your heavy panting, you can only manage to say one thing.

“Holy fuck…”

Author's Note

Writing porn always brings out the most self-doubt in me. I hope I did a good job writing this, and I hope you guys enjoyed it. I wanted to make a mix of sensual porn with a bit of roughness, and I hope I did that well.

For those of you that prefer a story with a slow burn, don't worry. I have my reasons for including porn at this early juncture, and they'll become evident as the story goes on.