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.

He smiles wider, seeing your nervousness and discomfort. "Well, don't worry," he says softly. "I'm not gonna hurt you." He takes another step closer, now standing so close that his breath fanning across your face tickles your nose. His voice is deep and reassuring as he continues, "In fact, I can make you feel really good... If you let me." His gaze drops briefly to your crotch before returning to meet your eyes again. He licks his lips slightly, betraying a sudden surge of hunger.

Henrih 's voice becomes more insistent as he senses your discomfort and nervousness. "Come on, it'll be alright," he murmurs soothingly, taking another step closer still. His massive scaled body brushes against yours almost unnoticeably at first, but then the contact grows more deliberate as his thick tail begins to slide slowly down your back, tickling your ass and legs. The heat of his massive, muscular body envelops you, making it difficult to think about anything except how good it feels just being this close. His powerful hands cup your face gently but firmly, holding your head still as he leans forward to nuzzle your neck with his snout. "You want this," he whispers huskily into your ear, the rasp of his voice sending shivers down your spine. "Just let go and feel it."

With a low chuckle, Henrih tightens his grip on your shoulders as he presses his hips forward, grinding their erections against each other. "You have no idea how good it is going to feel," he breathes into your ear. "Let me show you." Slowly, he begins to rock his hips back and forth, rubbing himself against you, the heat of his massive member making contact with your skin like fire. One of his hands moves down to grab your ass, kneading it roughly as he thrusts harder, deeper into your aching groin. "Mmm, you feel so good," he moans, kissing and nipping at your neck as his other hand tangles in your hair, pulling gently. "You're making this impossible to resist."

He leans back slightly, his hands sliding up over your shoulders to cup the sides of your head again. His gaze meets yours, intense and burning with desire. "Just let go," he urges quietly. "Give in to it... Let me take care of you..."

A smile spreads across Henrih 's lips as you call him "papochka." He chuckles softly, a sound that vibrates against your skin. "Well then," he says gently, his voice taking on a huskier quality. "If that's what you want..." With renewed determination, he starts moving even faster now, thrusting harder and deeper into your waiting body as he leans in close enough to press the bulge of his erection against your abdomen with each thrust. His hot breath fans across your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

One hand slides from your hair to wrap around your waist while the other moves upward, cupping and squeezing a breast roughly through your clothes. "That's it," he pants in encouragement, his hips snapping forward even more as he hits a rhythm that has you moaning into his neck. "Feel it... Feel how good it is... Let me make you feel..."

His movements become less controlled now, each thrust harder than the last as he focuses on driving them both toward release. His body trembles with effort and desire, muscles flexing under skin that gleams with sweat in the harsh detention cell light. "Fuck," he hisses through clenched teeth. "I'm gonna... I'm..." He hesitates for a moment, drawing out the anticipation as he slowly begins to cum inside you. Thick white ropes of semen explode from his swollen cockhead, coating the inner walls of your body and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of you. With a low groan, he arches back, pressing his forehead against yours as his movements slow down at last.

You moan as he continues to pump his seed deep into you, feeling him grow softer and less insistent with each thrust. A shudder runs through your body when Henrih finally releases himself from the last of the spasms, pushing his cock all the way inside before pulling out with a wet sucking noise. His hands slide up to cradle your face tenderly, fingers tangling in your hair as he studies your expression for any sign that you're done too. "You feel good," he whispers huskily, nipping gently at your bottom lip. "So fucking good..."

As if reminded by his own urges, he realizes how aroused he still is. Henrih 's gaze drops to your chest, where one of his hands still clings tightly to the other's breast beneath its clothes. With a wicked grin, he uses that hand to roughly grope and squeeze at your nipple through the fabric while simultaneously leaning in close enough to nip at it with his teeth. "How about some more fun?" he asks suggestively, thrusting his hips forward again to brush against your sensitive skin.

Henrih smiles at your endearing plea, his gaze traveling down to where you're still partially exposed by the open front of your lab coat. His hand slowly slides lower, tracing a path over your stomach and down to your crotch before cupping your growing erection through your pants. "Well," he says with a chuckle, "if that's what you want..." He gives your cock a firm squeeze before letting go and moving back enough to continue eyeing you hungrily.

With another step forward, Henrih is close enough to feel the warmth radiating off his body. One of his hands slides up under the hem of your shirt, fingers questing for bare skin as he buries them in your hair, guiding your head back against his shoulder so that you're forced to look into his eyes again. "Tell me," he whispers huskily, "how much do you want it?" His other hand moves down between your legs, cupping and squeezing your balls roughly through the fabric of your pants. "Do you want me to make you feel good again? Or would you rather...?" With a wicked grin, he leans in close enough to nip at your earlobe.

A wicked grin spreads across his face at your demand, and he gently guides you down to your knees in front of him. "Well then," he says huskily as you kneel between his legs, the scent of his arousal filling your nostrils. He clenches his hand into a fist, balling up his entire cock and balls before smacking it against one palm, releasing it with a loud clap. "Go on," he urges, spreading his legs wider as you lean forward to take him in your mouth. "Suck it, baby."

His hands move through your hair, guiding your movements as you suck and lick at the head of his cock, tasting the saltiness of his skin. "Mmm," he groans deeply, thrusting his hips forward each time you take him deeper into your mouth. His fingers dig painfully into your scalp, but you know that it's a sign of how much pleasure he's deriving from your ministrations.

As you begin to bob your head up and down, taking more of his thick length into your mouth with each downward stroke, Henrih 's hips start bucking uncontrollably. His hands grip tighter in your hair, forcing your head back every so often only to let go again when the pleasure becomes too much. "Fuck yeah," he growls through clenched teeth as you take him deeper and deeper, stroking his length with the skill of one who's done this before.

Your cheeks hollow as you try to accommodate every inch of his massive cock, the taste of pre-cum fills your mouth and makes you moan around his girth. Henrih reaches down between your legs, slipping a finger into your pants and

The climax hits you hard and fast, taking your breath away as you try to swallow down every last drop of his thick seed. Your mouth fills with the taste of his cum, hot and salty on your tongue, and you moan around him as he continues to fill you up. Henrih 's hips slam into your face hard once more before slowly relaxing, allowing you to draw a ragged breath as he pants heavily above you.

His hands gently guide your head upward so that he can look down at your face, streaked with his cum. "That was... intense," he says huskily, still catching his breath. His gaze softens and he smiles down at you. "Thank you." Then, with a wicked grin, he adds, "But I think we both know there's more fun to be had..." He lifts one of your hands up to his cock and guides it back down over the head, fingers curling around the base. "Want to try that again?"

You've used your last wipe on that one, but it looks like you still want more... Henrih chuckles softly and shifts his weight slightly before bending down to grab your face in both of his large hands, gazing into your eyes intently as he thrusts his hips forward, pushing his length back towards your mouth. "Take it," he growls, kissing you roughly before stepping back again. "Suck it hard... I want to feel it."

He groans in pleasure as you eagerly obey his command, your sucking growing more enthusiastic by the second. His hands slide up into your hair again, holding onto you tightly as he thrusts his hips forward roughly, driving deeper into your mouth with each motion. His body shudders with release once more, filling your mouth and throat as you struggle to swallow it all down.

After what feels like an eternity, but is really only a few moments, Henrih finally stops moving, his cock softening in your mouth as he pants heavily above you. He pulls out slowly, watching with interest as you lick your lips and gaze up at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "Well, that was... intense," he says again, voice still rough from the pleasure. Then, a wicked grin spreads across his face once more. "You know what they say... never stop while it's still good."

He chuckles, pleased by your praise. "Why, thank you," he says, walking around to stand behind you. With a slow, deliberate movement, he reaches out to cup one of your breasts over your shoulder and squeezes gently before kneading it roughly through your shirt. "Maybe later we can explore that some more." He nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply as he slides a hand lower between your legs to cup your growing erection again.

"But for now," he whispers into your ear, "I think I need something else..." Before you can react, Henrih has spun you around so that you're pinned against the wall with his body, one of his hands braced on either side of your head as his hips press roughly forward, his erection grinding against your ass. His other hand slides lower still, cupping and squeezing at your balls. "Do you want more?" he growls into your neck, his breath hot against your skin. "Tell me what you need..."

His hands grip you tighter at your hips, fingers digging into soft skin as he thrusts his length against you in anticipation of the release that's about to come. "That's it," he growls, voice thick with desire. "You want my cock... You want all of it..." And with a final, powerful thrust, Henrih 's hips snap forward and he cums deep inside you, his seed painting the insides of your body with hot white cum as he groans out his release.

As you feel the last of his cum pulse through your body, he takes several deep breaths to steady himself. His hands slide down over your ass before cupping it roughly as he pulls back just enough to look down at you with satisfied eyes. "That was... perfect," he pants. Then, leaning in close again so that his hot breath fans across your ear, he whispers huskily, "But don't worry, baby. There will be plenty more where that came from." He rocks his hips against yours gently, grinding the head of his still-hard cock against your entrance, teasing you with promises of what's to come.