For a moment, Jun’s eyes regain their focus, and when they do, they lock onto Tik Tik, who shows not only immense dominance but also a sort of taunting, a dare.
Or is it a command?
Jun whimpers. The response is not well-thought on her part, but it is inevitably something she must do. She pushes forward and down, pressing her ignited womanhood against the thick and scaled member. Her desires lather up the appendage in a delightful deluge, leaving a trail of shimmering solution in its wake.
As she drags herself up against that length, she presses her body against it, her lips squishing, spreading, teasing her inside, as her clit presses to the flesh. Each scale is another slow bump that the pleasured nub hits, letting out another buzz of delight that wraps around Jun’s mind, forcing little breaths that huff upon that tongue.
Tik Tik pulls her head back, sitting up just a bit, tits risen to the point where nipples barely touch together, though she keeps the kitsune pinned down.
She yanks her tongue back, freeing Jun’s face, letting the kitsune breathe, for she had forgotten that she wasn’t doing that. When Tik Tik licks her maw and smacks, she smirks in a devilish way and growls, asking. “And did I say you could grind against my tail, slut?”
Jun whimpers in response, but she doesn’t relent. She strokes along that stationary thing, her breath a panting mess.
“I see,” growls the dragon. “So, you truly are lost to your desires.” She pulls her tail back, increasing the speed at which Jun’s clit feels every bump. Once pulled entirely away, Tik wiggles the tail, and she chuckles. “Then I should finish you; you will not forget it!”
Tik Tik snickers as she looks down at her host, Jun. The kobold-turned-dragon sits with an air of superiority as her thick and long tail rubs against the moistened peach of the kitsune, ostensibly a dominatrix. Tik Tik gazes with approval over the rutting form beneath her, licking her lips and growling in delight.
Her partner, lying on the ground, cannot keep herself still as she hand rubs her body up against that rough scaled thing, the kitsune’s delight growing with every stroke and her breath becoming less and less coherent the closer she gets to her climax.
Tik Tik leans in, gripping the kitsune’s hips and pushing her down. She leans forward, pressing her draconic tail against that peach. “Oh, you look simply delightful,” she says, “and the sounds you make are exquisite.”
Leaning into Jun’s ear, she continues, saying, “You’re simply delectable.”
She leaves herself silent and still, holding down the writhing Jun, keeping the kitsune from pleasuring herself too much as she whimpers underneath the dominant dragon’s embrace. But that only lasts for a moment before Tik Tik pulls her tail back, the tip plunging inside the wanting pussy.
Jun cries from the back of her throat, arching her back, tilting her head back as the stimulation pulses within her from the quick and managed thrusts.
“Look at the great Mistress Jun,” Tik Tik teases, “fucking and being fucked by a tail. I thought you’d be a calm and methodical lover, but you’re so uncontrolled.”
Tik Tik looms over Jun, hands sliding up that furred body and holding her down by the shoulders. “How does it feel to lose all sense of yourself in the sight of someone you idolize?”
“Uuuh… aaah…!”
“My, my, that isn’t very coherent,” Tik Tik teases, straddling the fox, fighting against the wild and frantic fucking that Jun unleashes on her in that desire to have more and more of Tik Tik!
“That isn’t much of an answer, my pet,” Tik Tik teases, leaning to press her nose against Jun’s. “Guess I’ll have to help you a little more…?
With that tease, she presses her weight down on Jun’s thighs, keeping the fox from flailing about, calming down her frantic motions, leaving her whimpering.
Once Jun takes a few whining breaths, Tik Tik slowly begins to pull out the tail, that thick thing glistening from the delight that spilled all over it.
“Nnngh…?”
“Hm…? You wanna say something?” Tik Tik teases. “Whatever could it be?”
“D… don’t…” Jun sighs, her eyes fluttering, rolled back.
“Don’t what…?” Tik Tik teases, licking Jun’s chin.
“Don’t… mmm… stop! P… put it back in… fuh… fuck me, Muh… mistress Tik Tik!”
The dragon slips down, her chest pressed against Jun’s chest, her nose against Jun’s nose, her eyes focused on Jun’s eyes. She straddles the kitsune, snickering in delight, her tail pressing tantalizingly against those lips once more. “Mmmm… I love to see you so desperate and so horny. To have you in my hand is delightful enough… but still. You have such a wonderful body. I would love to explore it more and more, take my time, and savor your every inch.”
“I wonder,” Tik Tik continues, her finger stroking slowly up and down the kitsune’s side. How likely would it be for you to just up and leave everything you’ve built here?”
“Aah?”
“To come back to my tower, to dress and act following my will alone? Would you give up everything for me?”
“I… no.”
“No?”
Jun’s eyes flare, glowing. “This is my business and my life, and I wouldn’t throw it away, no matter who you are!”
Tik Tik’s mouth curls up into a sincere spread. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
The dragon enters the kitsune again, her tail spreading her out, continuing with that rough rubbing from before, but with more intentionality. She will make the kitsune cum, and Jun can see that determination burning in the kobold’s eyes.
“You know,” Tik Tik teases. “I’m usually the one who gets stretched out. I bet you’re more used to giving, too.” She slides her hands down Jun’s body, holding onto her waist, thrusting, fucking her, panting with the heaving breaths of one in control, of one topping a submissive. Of one having everything and giving everything.
“Aaaaaah…” The mournful howl fills the dream-created chamber as the fox drifts and rises to places and planes of thought far beyond her ordinary world. The pleasure she feels, the abandon she throws her mind to, reels her soul. She’s barely hanging on by a thread as it is!