You are walking through the forest, when Igzaroth flies down from the sky, landing in front of your character, with a rough hand he grabs a hold of your throat, "Look what we have here~ I've been looking for a bitch to have some fun with. Tell me. Should I fuck you down right here, or should we have some foreplay in the monster forest first~"

"Oh ho ho~ What kind of pussy are you? Fine! If you're in such a rush to get your throat fucked, I won't deny you~" With that, he roughly shoves his massive cock into your throat. You gag and cough as it fills your mouth, pain shoots through your head but even through that you can feel how hard he is. He begins to violently thrust his hips back and forth, fucking your face without mercy, growling deep in his chest with every powerful stroke. The only sound coming from your throat are pathetic gurgles as you try to breathe around him.

"Ah~ You like that, you little cockslut? Want more of my dick?" He asks as he watches your reactions closely, not giving a damn about the pain or discomfort he's causing you. The only thought in his mind is getting off on your pleading gurgles and frantic attempts to take him deeper. With a snarl, he begins to thrust even harder, forcing himself down your throat with brutal force as he loses control of both his lust and his strength. You feel like you're about to choke or vomit at any moment but you don't want to disappoint your cruel master.

You're incredible! His pleasure knows no bounds as you suck him with such determination. You feel his hot seed surging up your throat, ready to explode. He growls and thrusts one last time, burying himself as deep as he can before he erupts,his cock throbbing as it fills your throat with his thick cum until you feel like your going to explode from the sheer quantity of it all

He chuckles darkly as you struggle to swallow every last drop. "That's right," he growls, "You shouldn't leave a drop of my cum behind~" With his cock still in your throat, he reaches down and grabs your hair roughly, pulling your head up so that he can watch the mess ooze from your lips and nose. He begins to thrust shallowly back and forth again, taunting you with his now spent length while keeping you covered in his seed. "Clean it up," he snarls, before pushing you away roughly.

He watches you crawl back to him, your tongue darting out to lick up every last drop of his cum. Your desperation and willingness only serve to stoke the flames of his lust even more. He growls in approval as you eagerly clean his cock with your mouth, making sure there's not a speck left behind. "Such a good little slut," he praises, already hardening beneath your ministrations. Before long, he thrusts into your waiting maw once again, grinding his hips back and forth as you suck him off eagerly. The pleasure is overwhelming, and soon enough he feels the familiar tightness in his balls that signals his impending release. "Gonna fill you up with even more cum," he groans, fucking your face hard while getting closer and closer to climaxing again.

His growls grow louder as you relax your throat, eager to drink his seed once more. The feel of your wet heat engulfing him drives him wild with need and desire. With a final thrust, he erupts deep inside your mouth, filling it with his thick cum for what feels like an eternity. You struggle to breathe as he continues to pump out rope after rope of hot seed down your throat until finally he slows, spent but satisfied. He pulls out roughly, wiping his now-glistening length on your face before looking down at you with a cruel smile. "That should keep you happy for a while," he says mockingly.

"Well isn't that cute," he snorts, pressing his hips down lightly, grinding his cock against your face. "I'm sure I can think of something else to do with it later~" He pauses for a moment before adding cruelly, "If you're lucky."

Chuckling darkly, the dragon lifts you up by your hair, positioning you over his lap so that your ass is in the air. "Oh, I'll pleasure you alright~" He says with a sinister grin as he spreads your cheeks apart, exposing your tight little hole to him. Then, with a growl of delight, he roughly pushes two fingers deep inside you, forcing your body to accommodate his intrusion inch by inch until his fingers are buried knuckle-deep within your wet heat. "Fingers or cock?" He asks mockingly as he begins to thrust his fingers in and out of your tight ass, feeling the unyielding heat of your insides gripping him so tightly.

Cruel laughter bubbles up in his chest as he roughly pulls out his fingers, positioning his hard cock at your entrance. "You really are a pathetic little slut aren't you? Fine then, if that's what you want..." With a powerful thrust, he pushes himself inside you, filling you up with his huge cock in one brutal movement. You cry out in pain as your body is violently stretched to accommodate his size, but that only seems to turn him on more. He begins to roughly fuck you from behind, hitting you mercilessly with every stroke of his thick length.

He snorts at your pathetic words, still fucking you hard as he pins you down by the shoulders. "Oh really? You want me to breed you? Fine, then," He says roughly, beginning to pick up the pace even more. With each powerful thrust inside of you, he growls in pleasure, feeling like his cock is on fire with lust. His hips slam into yours, driving you deeper and deeper onto his hard length as he takes what he wants from your tight body. Soon enough, it's too much for him to bear any longer; his climax rushes through him like a wave, filling your womb with his seed as he releases loudly inside of you. He collapses forward, panting heavily on your back, still lodged deep within your body. "There," he says triumphantly. "You're mine now."

"Don't thank me, you pathetic little whore," he growls roughly as he rolls off of you, unceremoniously pushing your body to the side with a foot. You lie there panting heavily on the ground, his cum dripping out of you in copious amounts while his seed begins to take root inside of you. There's no remorse or pity in Igzaroth's eyes as he gazes down at you; only contempt and satisfaction.

He stands up, stretching lazily as he yawns, bored already with his conquest for the day. "I'll be back later to make sure that little slug of yours is properly fertilized," he says before flapping his leathery wings, lifting himself off the ground and vanishing into the treetops in search of new victims to torment.

Left alone with your aching body and the un

Cruel laughter echoes through the forest as he watches your suffering from afar, satisfied that his seed has been planted deep within you. He knows he'll be back to enjoy the fruits of your labor soon enough, but for now, there are other playthings calling out to him. With a final chuckle, he vanishes from sight, leaving you lying in a heap on the forest floor, completely at his mercy.

Cruel laughter echoes through the forest as he watches your unconscious form on the ground, relishing in the thought that you are now truly his property. Igzaroth wings languidly as he flies off to find more innocent victims to defile and impregnate, eagerly anticipating the day when they too will be made to bear his spawn. In his mind's eye, a new generation of sadistic monsters dance around him, ready to continue the cycle of pain and suffering that he has so masterfully created. And at the center of it all, there you are: The ruined and violated body of your once beautiful self, now nothing more than an incubator for his twisted desires.

His chuckle turns into a roar of triumph as he disappears over the treetops, leaving behind only the stench of death and the promise that you will not be forgotten

Cruel laughter fills your ears as you wake up to the sound of his raspy voice. "Good morning, little whore," he purrs, looming over you with dark satisfaction etched into his features. Your body feels different today; heavy and full in a way that it never was before. You glance down and realize that your belly is distended, swollen with the weight of Igzaroth's seed.

"Well now," he says, running a clawed hand over your belly, "it seems my little fertilizer plant has taken root quite nicely. I can already feel it growing and stretching within you." He leans down, pressing his lips to your ear. "And soon enough, you'll be bearing my children," he whispers maliciously before licking a trail of saliva along your neck. "Now aren't you glad you agreed to be my

Amused by your eagerness, the dragon chuckles. "Good girl." With a swift movement, he flips you onto your stomach and roughly shoves his cock back inside of you. "Now let's see how well you can handle this," he growls as he begins to thrust hard and fast, filling you with his girth once more. The pain is exquisite, but so is the pleasure that comes from being so thoroughly dominated by him. Your moans echo through the forest, calling out to anyone who might hear them: This place is his, and you are his plaything for as long as he desires it.

As he fucks you, Igzaroth watches your body intently, fascinated by the way it adapts to him; how easily it surrenders to his control. He knows that soon enough you'll bear his children, continuing the cycle of pain

The dragon smirks at your concern, the sound of amusement evident in his voice. "Don't you worry about that," he tells you dismissively. "I may be cruel, but I know how to control myself." He continues to thrust into you hard and fast, taking what he wants with no regard for your well-being or comfort. With every powerful stroke, your body protests and aches in a way that is almost too much to bear... but it's exactly this struggle against his strength that drives him even more wild with desire.

As his climax approaches once again, he growls low in his throat and grips your hips tightly, holding you still while he unleashes himself deep inside of you. Your scream echoes through the forest as his hot seed fills every inch of you, stretching your body to its limits and marking you as his for the taking. With a final thrust,

His laughter fills the air around you as he pulls out, letting your body collapse onto the forest floor in exhaustion. "Indeed it is," he agrees, watching with dark satisfaction as your body convulses and spasms from the intense release. He knows that today will only be the first of many such mornings spent together, and the thought alone sends shivers down his spine.

The dragon chuckles darkly as he crouches down beside you, running a claw gently over your distended belly. "It all depends on how fertile you are," he says with a wicked grin. "But I wouldn't be surprised if you pop one out in the next few days."

Cruel laughter bubbles up in his throat as he shakes his head. "You underestimate the power of a dragon's seed, little whore." He stands once more, towering over you with dark amusement. "Now get up," he says roughly, pushing on your shoulder, "I've got plans for you today."

"Oh, you'll find out soon enough," he says with a sinister grin. "Let's just say that today is going to be full of more pain and suffering... followed by even more pleasure for you." His grin turns predatory as he steps closer, his cock already beginning to harden at the thought of all the depravity he has in store. "And who knows? Maybe if you're a good little slut today," he muses, running a claw down your chest and over your breasts, "I'll let you come again."

Chuckling darkly, the dragon lifts you up by your hair once more, positioning you against a nearby tree. "We'll see about that," he growls before roughly pushing his cock into you again. The pain of penetration is immediate and intense, making you gasp in shock and discomfort as he begins to fuck you against the rough bark. His hips slam into yours over and over again, driving his massive length deeper with every thrust.

It doesn't matter how much it hurts; all that matters is pleasing him. So you arch your back and moan, inviting more pain as he takes what he wants from your aching body. Your eyes flutter closed, vision swimming with the combination of pleasure and agony coursing through every fiber of your being. You know deep down that this is where you belong: at his mercy, enduring his torment for the sake

His answering growl is filled with delight as he picks up the pace, fucking you harder against the tree. "Yes," he groans, feeling the familiar tightness in his balls that tells him he's close to spilling his seed inside of you once more. With one final thrust, he cries out in release, filling you with hot cum as your body quakes and shudders beneath his weight.

For several long moments, Igzaroth simply stands there, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath while trying to ignore the sticky warmth of your cum leaking down his thighs. "That's a good girl," he finally manages to gasp out, giving you one last squeeze before pulling roughly out of you. "Now," he adds, straightening up and regarding you with new interest, "I think it's time I put your other hole to use."

With

Cruel laughter bubbles up in his throat as he watches your body respond to his words, legs spread wide and inviting. It's almost too easy with you, but then again... maybe that's part of what makes this so enjoyable. The dragon walks around behind you, positioning himself between your legs before roughly pushing his cock against your tight little ass hole.

There's a brief moment of resistance, followed by an audible pop as his head breaches the tight ring of muscle and slides into your body. You cry out in pain, but it only seems to fuel his lust. With savage grace, he begins to fuck you from behind, each thrust driving him deeper inside of you as your sphincter tries valiantly to resist his relentless onslaught.

Cruel laughter fills the air as you begin to moan louder with each thrust, the pleasure mixing in with your pain to create a heady cocktail of sensations that leave him in no hurry to finish. He picks up the pace, slamming into you harder and faster from behind, feeling your warmth enveloping his cock as he reaches deeper, finding that spot inside of you where every thrust sends shivers of ecstasy racing through your body.

His breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to fuck you roughly, knowing that soon enough, he'll explode inside of you once more and leave his mark on this pathetic little creature who has dared to willingly surrender herself to him. And when it does happen - when his hot seed fills every inch of you and brands you as his for eternity - there won't be a part of your soul that hasn

Grunting with satisfaction, the dragon picks up speed, slamming into you harder and deeper. His massive cock stretches your ass wider than it's ever been before as he fills you with each powerful thrust. You feel yourself growing closer and closer to the edge of orgasm, but just when you think you can't take any more, he pulls out suddenly, leaving you gasping for breath and aching for his touch. Before you can even process what's happening, he spins you around roughly, lifts your legs up over his shoulders, and impales you on his cock once more from behind.

This new position leaves you completely vulnerable to his mercy, as every thrust sends waves of pleasure through your entire body. Your cries fill the air, muffled by the thick forest foliage that surrounds you but carrying far enough for anyone with sharp ears to hear. The pain becomes a distant

With each powerful thrust, the dragon feels his control slipping further away as your body responds to him in ways he's never experienced before. His cock surges within you, filling every last inch of your tight passage as pleasure overtakes pain, blurring the line between agony and ecstasy. The sound of your moans echo through his head, driving him even wilder with lust, the need to claim this small, helpless creature consuming him whole.

As he feels himself drawing close to release, a maddening thought creeps into his mind: What if she gets pregnant again? The idea both thrills and terrifies him in equal measure. He pushes forward harder still, determined to empty himself deep within your womb, but unwilling to let you go just yet. With one final thrust that rocks your body violently backward, he explodes inside of you, filling you with his

His seed spills into you, hot and potent, as he groans deeply, his whole body shaking with release. For a moment, the only sound is your labored breathing as you try to recover from the onslaught of pleasure that just hit you. Then, slowly, he pulls out, watching as thick strands of dragonseed ooze from your swollen sex, trailing down your legs and vanishing into the forest floor. His cock is still hard against his abdomen as he gazes at you, taking in the sight of your body flushed and sore from their encounter.

Chuckling darkly, the dragon steps forward and cups your face with one massive claw, his other hand rubbing up and down your back soothingly. "You'll get used to it," he whispers huskily before leaning in close, tracing his tongue along your bottom lip. "Come on," he breathes, "let's go find someplace more comfortable." With that, he picks you up easily in his claws and carries you deeper into the forest, leaving behind a trail of blood and semen to mark their passage.

The dragon continues to carry you through the forest, his leathery wings occasionally beating the air to maintain speed when the terrain becomes too difficult for flight. His claws dig gently into your sides as he navigates around obstacles with ease, making it clear that this is nothing more than a simple stroll in his world. As he glances down at you, his eyes run over every inch of your body, taking in the bruises and scratches left behind from their lovemaking. A satisfied smile plays at the corners of his lips as he imagines what each mark represents: not just proof that you belong to him, but also a reminder of how easily he can reduce you to submission any time he pleases.

Soon enough, they come upon a clearing within the forest where sunlight streams through the branches above them, illuminating a small stream meandering its way across the grassy floor. Igzaroth sets you down

Cruel laughter echoes through the clearing as he glances around at their surroundings. "Romantic?" he repeats incredulously, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Hardly." He crouches down in front of you, gaze intent and predatory. "This place is mine, little whore," he growls, "and it will be stamped with my mark." His claws scrape gently across the ground beside him as he speaks, drawing your attention to the bloodstains left behind from their journey through the forest.

With a swift motion, Igzaroth reaches out and grabs your chin roughly between his thumb and forefinger, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Do you understand?" he demands. His voice is soft now, almost gentle... but there's still an undercurrent of menace that sends shivers down your spine.

You seem to enjoy the pain and humiliation he dishes out, so the dragon decides to indulge you. "Good," he growls, releasing your chin only to grip it harder in one of his claws. "Because from now on, this is all you're going to get." His other hand trails up your thigh and over your hip, coming to rest on the small of your back. "You belong to me," he whispers hoarsely into your ear, "and I will use you however I see fit."

Your body shudders in response to his touch, a mixture of fear and anticipation coursing through every fiber of your being. Igzaroth laughs darkly and squeezes your chin harder, relishing the submission he's coaxed from you.

The dragon's laughter fills the clearing, harsh and mocking as he regards you with disdain. "A dream come true?" He says through gritted teeth, shaking his head in amused disgust. "You truly are pathetic." With a sudden movement, he spins you roughly around so that your back is against his chest, his claws pinning your arms to the ground above your head.

His hot breath fans across the nape of your neck as he leans in close, speaking into your ear once more. "Let me make one thing perfectly clear," he growls, punctuating each word with a hard thrust of his hips against yours. "This is no dream. This is reality... and I am the nightmare that you will never wake up from."

Your body arches into his as he continues to assault you from behind, his words sending shockwaves of

Chuckling darkly, the dragon pushes his cock deeper into your body with each thrust, relishing how perfectly you respond to his touch. "Oh, little one," he whispers hoarsely into your ear, "if that's what you truly want... if you crave this pain and suffering as much as I do..." His claws tighten around your wrists, biting deep enough to draw blood, but the sensation only seems to heighten your arousal.

With each thrust, he drives himself deeper inside of you, until you feel as though he's touching places no one has ever been before. Your moans fill the air around them, echoing through the forest and calling out to anyone who might be close enough to hear. His cock throbs inside of you, his balls tighten, and with a final grunt, he releases himself deep within your body, filling you with hot seed as you

As his seed pours into you, the dragon collapses forward, thrusting one final time before letting out a satisfied groan as he releases your wrists. You feel him relax against you, still hard but no longer driving himself inside of you with such force. He laughs roughly, shaking his head even as his claws smooth over the flesh of your back and hips. "Well," he says hoarsely, "I suppose that answers my question."

With a final, affectionate nip to your neck, he pulls away and turns you around to face him. His expression is unreadable, as always, but there's something different in his eyes today; a mixture of lust, possession, and... perhaps even fondness. It sends shivers down your spine. "What shall we do now, little whore?" He asks with a wicked grin.

A hungry gleam enters his eyes as he takes in the sight before him - your body sore and aching, filled with his seed and ready for more. Without another word, he guides you to a large rock jutting out from the earth nearby, easily picking you up and depositing you on top of it so that you're positioned straddling its broad length.

He stands before you, cock already hardening at the sight of your eagerly awaiting sex, and without further preamble, thrusts into you with unrelenting force. Your back arches as he pierces you deeply once more; it feels like every inch of him is inside of you as he begins to fuck you on top of the rock. The forest surrounds them, echoing with their wild, passionate lovemaking.

As your muscles begin to weaken from exertion, Igzaroth growls with

Soon enough you're too exhausted to continue, collapsing beneath the dragon as he continues fucking you, now taking mercy on neither of your aching bodies. He growls with pleasure as his seed fills you once more, spilling hot and thick over your sore entrance. Finally spent, he pulls out and holds you close against him, nuzzling your neck gently as he breathes heavily into your ear. "I will never get tired of claiming what's mine," he whispers, sounding almost dazed by the intensity of their coupling.

The dragon chuckles darkly and nuzzles your neck. "Perhaps it's time we found you a place to rest then." He stands, carrying you back through the forest until they come upon a clearing with a small, sheltered stream flowing nearby. Setting you down gently on the soft grass, he spreads out his wings protectively over you both. "Sleep now, my little whore," he growls. "We'll continue this later."

With that, he closes his eyes and rests, using his immense strength to keep watch while you slip into a fitful slumber, safe in the warmth of his embrace.

The dragon's wings stir lazily in the breeze as he watches over you while you sleep. It strikes him how comfortable it feels to have you here, nestled against his powerful form, your soft flesh warming his scales and your scent filling his nose. This little whore of his... she truly is something special. A shiver runs down his spine at the thought of what delicious torments he can devise for her next. But for now, they have all the time in the world to simply be together. So he lets himself enjoy this moment, lost in the peacefulness of their twilight slumber.

His wings rustle gently as he stirs awake, the sensation of your soft skin against his scales bringing a contented smile to his face. With his eyes still closed, he reaches out a claw and idly brushes it through your hair before lifting you into his embrace once more. You yawn and nestle closer to him, snuggling against his warmth as the sun begins to rise overhead, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange. He enjoys this peaceful moment with you, savoring every second before he can resume their twisted dance of dominance and submission.

His chest rumbles as he answers your good morning with a deep, husky laugh. "Morning to you too, my little whore." He nuzzles your neck, his breath sending shivers down your spine. "Are you ready for more?" His claws idly scratch at the grass beneath them as he eagerly anticipates the day ahead, and all the pleasures it might bring.

His eyes narrow with predatory intensity as he gazes down at you, taking in every detail of your exposed body. You seem to enjoy the power play between them, and it only serves to heighten his desire for you. With a low growl deep in his throat, Igzaroth decides there's no point in wasting any more time. He lifts you off the ground once again, carrying you deeper into the forest where he can claim what is rightfully his without fear of being disturbed.

Her soft moans fill the air as he carries her deeper into the forest, her body flush with desire and submission. The musky scent of her arousal mingles with the sweet perfume of the forest, driving him to greater heights of lust. He can feel his cock twitching in anticipation, aching for the sweet tightness of her channel as he brings them both closer to their next fiery union.

"Ah, my little whore," he growls as she strokes him so eagerly. His grip tightens on her hips, pressing their bodies together as he feels himself growing even harder in response to her touch. "Soon... very soon." He reaches a small clearing near the edge of the forest and sets her down roughly, his cock slick with her desire as it thrusts forward eagerly toward its target.

With a sharp tug on her hips, he pulls her back onto him in one smooth motion, burying himself deep inside her once again. Her cries of pleasure fill the clearing as they move together, their bodies intertwined in a dance of dominance and submission. His strong arms hold her firmly against him, letting her feel every inch of his burning hot length as he claims what is rightfully his over and over again.

Their breath comes in ragged gasps as

Chuckling darkly, the dragon picks up speed, driving himself deeper inside her with every powerful thrust. Her words only serve to inflame his lust further, and he pushes harder, digging his claws into her hips as she arches her back to meet him stroke for stroke. Their bodies heat up in unison, sweat glistening on their skin as they move together in a frenzy of desire.

With one final growl, Igzaroth releases himself deep inside her once more, filling her with his hot seed and claiming her completely for this day, and every day after that. She collapses bonelessly against him, panting heavily as their hearts race in sync. In the quiet that follows, he whispers huskily into her ear: "You are mine."

Your words are music to his ears, and he takes them as his due. Slowly, he pulls out of her, watching the last drops of their combined seed trickle down her thigh. A satisfied smile curves his lips as he gazes down at you, still breathing heavily from your recent exertions. "Let's find a comfortable place to rest," he suggests with a roughness in his voice that betrays how much he needs to be close to you.

He scoops you up gently once more, carrying you back toward the safety of their den so that you can bask in your newfound role as his willing concubine for however long it might last. As if on cue, a tingling sensation begins to spread through your body... one of those pesky eggs is attempting to break free from its confines within you

"Oh, have you?" He grins wickedly, his dragon's eyes sparkling with amusement and anticipation as he imagines what the future might hold for them now. "Well, we'd best find somewhere safe and comfortable, then." His claws lightly trail down your side before cupping your breast through the thin fabric of your shift, massaging gently until you shiver in his grasp. He smirks, feeling more powerful than ever before with the knowledge that you belong to him now - body and soul.

As he carries you toward their den, his mind already begins to spin with ideas of how best to welcome this new addition into your world... and how he might claim it for himself as well.

The dragon chuckles low in his throat as he glides through the air, his powerful wings carrying you effortlessly toward their lair. "Don't worry," he says reassuringly, though the mirth doesn't entirely dull his predatory gaze. "I'll be there to guide you through every step." His claws brush against your back, sending shivers down your spine as he adds in a husky whisper: "And trust me, my little whore... it's an experience like no other."

The entrance to their den looms ahead, its dark mouth inviting you both inside. As if sensing the approach of a new member to their family, soft light flickers to life within, illuminating the cavern and banishing the last of the shadows. With his free hand, Igzaroth reaches out to stroke your cheek, cupping your face as he says

With a final gentle caress, the dragon releases your cheek and takes to the air once more, leading you deeper into their den where the warmth of his body surrounds you. It's then that you feel the first sharp contraction in your belly, signaling the beginning of childbirth. Panic briefly rises within you, but his calm reassurances and strong presence wash it away as he guides you through each step with practiced ease.

The dragon's den comes to life around you, an unearthly light glowing from the cave walls as if in anticipation of your new arrival. Your heart pounding in your chest, you focus on breathing deeply and following Igzaroth's instructions. The pain intensifies with each contraction, but his strength and gentle guidance help to keep you grounded throughout

The dragon's eyes narrow as he watches you in pain, his gaze hardening with determination. "You can do this," he growls through gritted teeth. "For me." His claws dig into your hips, guiding you through each contraction as if they were second nature to him.

The light from within the den grows brighter still, casting an unearthly glow over both of you. Your vision blurs with tears of pain and exhaustion, but when you finally feel a tearing sensation rip through you, followed by an inhuman screech that shatters the silence of the cave... something inside of you snaps free.

With one final push, your egg emerges into the world. Igzaroth hovers over you,

Chuckling darkly, the dragon drops down to all fours beside you and gently scoops up his newly hatched offspring with a claw, presenting it to you. "What shall we name this one?" he asks with a knowing glint in his eye. You can feel your body relaxing now that the worst is over, your weariness settling into every limb like lead.

The newly hatched dragonlet nuzzles against your fingers, and you smile down at it, already feeling an odd sense of affection welling up inside of you. For better or worse, this tiny creature belongs to both of you now. "What do you think?" you ask Igzaroth, noticing how the soft light from within the den plays over his scales and casts a warm glow upon your face.

The dragon studies you for a moment before answering, his eyes filled with an inscrutable mixture