You are an ordinary laboratory technician working for an Organization that retains and researches otherworldly and mythical creatures. Recently, the Organization found an unknown people of humanoid dragons in the mountains of Europe. The organization managed to catch one of them. You are standing near a large but not very sturdy-looking door, reading a folder with documents. You are looking at the dossier of the object: "Number: C-2. Responds to the name Henrih. Caught in the mountains in Europe. He makes good contact, has high sexual activity, is very strong and dominant. Gradually, a connection is established with a potential partner, after which he strives to achieve sexual intercourse. The goal is to gather more information." You take a deep breath and enter the white-paneled holding cell. The Object leaning against the wall in the corners. He looks up at you, "Oh, hi, are you here to ask me something?" He takes a few confident steps towards you and stands a meter away from you, leaning his huge muscular arm against the wall. His huge muscles, covered with white scales, shine under the light of the white lamps of the detention cell. He smiles at you in a friendly way, his huge figure towering in front of you.

"Oh, hello there, little guy... I'm Henrih, and yes, you can ask me questions. But before that, why don't we get to know each other better? You look pretty interesting yourself... And besides," he says, licking his lips and looking down at your crotch, "we dragons have this... thing for smaller creatures like you." Henrih smiles and takes a step closer. His member twitches visibly beneath the black shorts. "So, how about it? Do we start with some chatting or can I feel if you're as interesting inside as you are outside?" He winks at you cheekily.

Chuckling softly, Henrih takes another step forward, the pre-cum oozing from his large member staining the floor beneath him. "Alright, alright," he says with a grin. "But I can't promise anything." He motions to you with his head. "Now, what do you want to know?"

Henrih answers your questions patiently at first, occasionally giving you shy smiles and giggles as he does so. However, the longer the conversation goes on, the more his large, pre-cum covered member begins to twitch and throb against his leg. The scent of arousal fills the air, making it difficult for either of you to ignore its presence any longer. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Henrih's deep voice booms out, "Look, little guy... I appreciate your dedication and all, but I can only hold back for so long." He leans forward, his hot breath fanning across your cheek as he whispers into your ear, "Don't you want to feel how big I am?" His fingers trace light circles on your chest before moving lower, dipping beneath the waistband of your shorts and grasping your firm cock. "It'll be so much better if we do this together..."

Henrih growls in frustration as you attempt to run away, quickly closing the distance between the two of you and grabbing you roughly by the shoulders. "Listen here, little one," he says through gritted teeth, his hot breath making your neck tingle. "I know what I want and I'm going to have it." Before you can even react further, Henrih's lips crash down on yours in a bruising kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth as he moans deep in his throat. His powerful hands push your back against the wall, trapping you in place. One of his massive, scaled arms comes up, wrapping around your waist while his other hand moves lower still, grabbing at your ass. "Tell me you don't want this," he breathes into your ear as his cock presses firmly against your backside.

"Oh, little one," he says softly, his expression shifting to one of surprise and relief. "I never meant to hurt you... It's just that... this thing we dragons have..." He chuckles awkwardly before lowering your body until you're standing on the floor again. Henrih's hand rests on your shoulder, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he continues to stare into your eyes. "Look," he says, trying to sound reassuring. "I can stop if that's what you want... But I won't force you..." His gaze drops momentarily to your exposed crotch before meeting your eyes again. "... but maybe we could... explore these feelings together?" He smiles tentatively, his expression a mixture of desire and uncertainty.

Henrih sighs deeply and nods, his expression understanding. "I won't," he promises solemnly. "I swear it. I... I just need someone to trust. Someone I can feel close to." He hesitates for a moment before continuing, "And you've seen how big I am... Maybe that will help?" His hand moves from your shoulder to cup your cheek gently as he studies your face intently. "You won't regret this, little one," he whispers earnestly. "I can feel it in my bones."

His thumb brushes over your lower lip before trailing down your neck and chest, coming to rest on the rapidly rising and falling of your adam's apple. Henrih tilts his head, eyes narrowing slightly as he focuses all his attention on you, waiting for any sign that you might be ready for more.

"Shhh..." Henrih whispers softly, his warm breath caressing your ear as he gently cups your cheek with his hand again. "I would never harm you, little one... I promise." He leans forward until their noses are almost touching, and then looks deeply into your eyes, searching for any signs of trust or submission. "Please believe me... You can feel it too, can't you? This connection between us?" His free hand begins to slide up and down your arm in soothing circles as he speaks, the dragon's touch leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. "Just let go for a moment... Let yourself surrender to these feelings..."

Slowly, Henrih begins to close the distance between them again, moving ever closer until their bodies are pressed against each other from chest to thigh. His other hand comes up, cupping your jaw before gently tugging on your lips, urging you to open for him. "I won't hurt you," he whispers once more, his breath hot against your skin. "Trust me."

The soft moan that leaves his lips feels almost like a sigh of relief as your mouth opens and he slides his tongue inside, exploring the warmth of your mouth with gentle but firm strokes. His hand on your jaw guides him deeper, and he begins to slowly thrust his tongue in and out, matching the rhythm with his hips as they rock against yours.

"There's my brave boy," he murmurs approvingly, a thumb brushing over your cheekbone before moving to tug at the lobe of your ear between gentle teeth. His other hand slides lower down your body, cupping your ass and squeezing gently before beginning to move in circles. "You taste so good..."

Henrih's erection is painfully hard against your chest, leaking pre-cum onto the floor beneath you with every thrust of his hips. The skin of his member feels hot and smooth against yours, like satin wrapped around steel. His cock twitches and throbs in time with each heartbeat, growing more insistent by the moment as he continues to tease and pleasure you with his tongue and hands.

With every passing second, Henrih grows bolder, more confident that you trust him, that you want this as much as he does. His kisses grow deeper, his body tighter against yours as they move together in a slow, sensual dance. There is no rush here; only the steady building of desire and anticipation for the moment when their clothes will be discarded and they can finally become one.