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"Do you really think I'm beautiful...?"

When it comes to faces the size of those of dragons, there is a certain degree of exaggeration when it comes to expressions. The expression of cautious suspicion on Nora's scrunched-up snout and face was very nearly comical in its apparently theatricality.

"Uh, yes? I do?" Celes shrugged and tried to look as honest as possible. The courageous, dragon-loving Lapphund lowered her weapons to the ground as a gesture of peaceful intent--usually a terrible idea when faced with a great scaled beast--and dared to risk a smile. After all, what she was saying was perfectly true.

"Beautiful?"

"Yes?"

"Oh, you mean my hoard of treasure," Nora huffed in apparent indignation as another cynical thread dangled before her to tug on. "A big, beautiful pile of gold, jewels, and other shiny objects that you...you...troublemakers always come looking for!"

"Um, n-no! I mean you!" Celes couldn't keep from stammering as a particularly sour expression contorted the dragon's features. "You're the most beautiful dragon I've ever seen!"

Much to Celes's dismay, the heartfelt statement did not have the desired effect. "Oh?" Nora leaned in and brought her head down to just a few feet away from the small armoured canine who had dared to trespass. A sardonic gleam twinkled in her eyes as she huffed a twin jet of air over Celes. "Seen many dragons up close, have you?"

"A f-few!" Celes knew that she had to choose her next words very carefully to avoid becoming a morsel for the big beautiful beast. Swallowing down the nervous laugh that she knew would not go down well, she instead shrugged and smiled. Time to put on the charm again.

"None were as lovely as you, though!"

Curious. Nora found her 'guest' very curious. The handful of foolhardy 'adventurers' who had stumbled into her domain in the past had tried to bluff or bluster their way out of harm. Very unsuccessfully, it must be said. Here though, the brown-pelt had done nothing but shower her with compliments, and not in a way that sounded like she was just trying to flatter her ego in an attempt to save her skin. It sounded...genuine.

Nora reared back, unable to help but smile when she watched her visitor noticeably relax as she put some distance between the two. She was a dragon, after all, and took innately took pleasure in the fact that she could induce such nervousness and awe in the pelted ones. Then her expression turned serious, though still with obvious curiosity as she titled her head and regarded her guest. "So tell me, small one, if you are not here on a hunt for treasure, why are you here at all? In my home? Uninvited..."

"Well, ah, mm..." Where to begin, Celes thought. The truth would be the obvious--and best--answer in this situation. She again shrugged and gave the puzzled dragon a lopsided grin. "Well, ah, I _really_like big dragons..."

---

"...it's true, then, AnHanora? You can change yourself into a smaller form? I'd heard it was true with some dragons, but not been able to confirm it myself."

Celes sipped delicately at the sweet-smelling tea that she had brewed for herself under the watchful, but less suspicious, gaze of her host. It was delicious. Floral and refreshing, with a natural sweetness that was very pleasant. Nervousness had given way to professional interest. She was a Dragon Sage, after all.

"Yes...some of my kind are able to shape-shift," Nora then gave a loud, haughty sniff. "If they're a noble dragon, like myself, that is." She was sat in a half-curl with her forepaws out in front of her, in a manner not so dissimilar to how a house cat might. She still loomed over Celes, though now in a less-threatening manner.

"Ooh, I see..." Celes sipped her drink thoughtfully and mentally slotted that information away for later sage-keeping. An almost comfortable silence descended as she considered what next to say. "W-Would you show me your other form?"

The request spilled out of Celes' lips before she could clamp down on them. She was perilously curious about what her majestic host might look like in her other form, or forms if there was more than one. Although, she couldn't imagine someone as obviously prideful as her host appeared to be shape-shifting into anything else than a dragon. Perhaps...a two-legged kind of dragon? It would certainly explain how she was able to live such a domestic life in the homely cavern.

Nora's gave Celes an amused look. Not an offended one, the shy Lapphund was pleased --and relieved--to see. "A bold question, brown-pelt! We shall see."

As the hours passed and the atmosphere became increasingly more conversational and pleasant, and Nora found herself lowering her guard as it genuinely appeared that Celes bore her no ill will, Celes thought it only polite to ask if there was something she could do for her host in exchange for her kind hospitality, and for not devouring her on the spot.

As it turns out, there certainly was...

---

"A-Ah, not there...it's...ticklish!"

"M-My apologies!"

Celes's hand quickly moved away from the spot where she'd gingerly starting to massage and then immediately felt the twitching kick in. The kind of twitching that threatened to sweep her off her feet and dunk her head first into the pool of steaming water that AnHanora, Nora as she had learned she preferred to be called, wallowed happily in.

This was a new experience for her. Of all the dragons she had sought out for service to, this was the first time she'd ever found herself coaxed into being a masseuse for. Not that she minded, of course.

"Ah, yes...this is...much better..."

Celes smiled and relaxed the tight, clenching grasp of her knees. She had moved away from massaging the base of Nora's head-frills and instead begun rubbing the top of dragon's head around the base of the brilliant white horns that gracefully curved up from it. A cloth soaked in hot water and soapy oils was the provided tool she had been given when she had agreed to provide a little up close and personal pampering.

There was a definite spark between them--even at this early stage. AnHanora had proven to be a fine conversational partner and she possessed a noble and graceful demeanour that Celes found attractive. Nora in return, had expressed an appreciation for Celes's thirst for knowledge, curiosity, and her fine silky pelt.

"Ah, how is that, Nora? Feel good?"

Celes couldn't help but smile as she heard the contented rumble of agreement rumble through the dragon's throat. The submissive tendencies that she sought out dragon-kind to indulge in were all coming back to her now, and feeling just as sweet as the time before, and the time before than, all the way back to her first dragon-domme. She had a feeling that serving Nora would feel as gentle and sensuous as it had been with Jinisa, even without a psionic bond between them. In fact, she could feel a few echoes of encouraging will surfacing the longer she thought of Jinisa and how it might be with Nora.

Serve her, my mind-pet, worship her...

"Ahem, I'll j-just, ah..." Feeling a tell-tale wet warmth between her thighs, Celes cleared her throat and nervously wriggled down and then pulled herself over and across the base of Nora's neck to land on her feet with a shallow splash in the pool. At least there, any wetness wouldn't be noticed...

"Would you...rub me here?"

There was a noticeable sensual intonation now in Nora's voice as she began to shift her posture. Celes watched, feeling her heart begin to beat just a little quicker, as the blue dragoness rolled over onto her side in the pool and...and...lifted her right hind leg to reveal...

"Oh_gosh_..."

A beautiful, puckered slit of soft-scaled flesh that gleamed with droplets of water and some...other...fluid that made Celes' beat quicker still had been revealed. She could smell dragon-desire in the air--something that Celes had become very familiar with over the years!

"Would you? Hmm?"

Celes' blushed as she snapped herself out of the reverie into which she'd lapsed. Then she blushed again, deeper this time, as she saw the undeniable expression of predatory desire painted on Nora's face. It made her feel weak at the knees, setting them to a shallow tremble as the heat between her thighs intensified. "Y-Yes, of course..." she managed to stammer out, before taking a few shy, unsteady steps forward.

Perhaps she was imagining it, Celes thought to herself as she dropped to her knees before the gaping slit of delicious dragon sex-flesh and dunked her cloth into the water to soak warm bubbles into it. She'd start off cautiously, not daring to go close to...to...it...there, just a belly massage...that's all she wan-

"Mmm,lower...don't be shy, brown-pelt..."

Celes gulped and swallowed. Any lower and she'd be...touching...

"Haaa..."

The upper portion of folded flesh twitched as her hand grazed against it. Nora let out a loud huff and twitched, and sent out a spray of water as her tail lashed through the pool. It felt just as wonderful as the others hand, so soft and silky...holding she promise...

"I'm s-sorry!" Celes blurted out. She quickly moved her hand away, only to hear a throaty chuckle from Nora and find herself looking into the heavy-lidded eyes of the big, beautiful blue dragoness as she arched her neck to gaze languidly down at Celes.

"That's quite alright, my lovely brown-pelt," Nora purred with a wry smile. "Let me just, give you a helping hand and point you in the right direction..."

"Oh, o-"

Without further warning and interrupting her shy response, Celes suddenly felt the weight of a meaty forepaw being pressed and cupped around her. She was swept off her feet across the pool and brought forward...right against...

"Mpph...be a good girl and give this a massage too," Nora purred in a sensual, domineering fashion to the squirming, panting canine bodily pushed up against her twitching sex.

"I know you want to, Dragon Sage, and if you please me enough, I may let you enjoy my other form..."

---

To be enveloped between the warm and sticky folds of dragon sex-flesh. This was one of the sensations she most anticipated whenever she submitted to a female 'feral' dragon. The slit, with its dark-pink inner flesh, was half again as tall as Celes and more than roomy enough to allow her internal access--should she desire it.

Celes certainly did.

For the moment though, she was held firm and tight against Nora's sex--a little too tightly, at first. Only after she began to squirm and moan out in muffled gasps that she was being squashed, did the dragon's mighty forepaw ease up its eager embrace. Just a little.

It had been far too long since she'd been attended to like this, thought Nora, as the big dragon let out a lusty sigh and adjusted her posture to recline and soak up the little shivers of pleasure that having the pretty brown-pelt pressed against her flower induced in her. Far too long...

"Hah...I bet you made my kin very happy, you eager little darling..."

Nora chuckled to herself as she languidly reclined and loosened her hand; by the sound of her pleasured huffing and the way she was gently squeezing and rubbing herself up against her petals and shyly delving into her inner flower, she certainly had no plans to run away. To think that her guest--now lover--was someone who actively sought out dragons not to plunder their possessions or under the thrall of misguided nobility, but instead for mutual pleasure and enslavement, all while under the guise of being such a Hoard Hunter. Nora had seen to more than a few of those in the past, either through good old fashion devouring, or the most destructive aspects of via her innate magic talents. The stories that Celes had, rather shyly, told about her previous encounters with dragon-kind had been entertaining, to say the least. A couple of them were dragons she had a passing acquaintance with. The tales of sought-after servitude had... inspired Nora. Not to mention aroused her. Now there they were, enjoying one another's company in...in...different...ways...

Celes grinned triumphantly as she heard Nora let out a snorting huff and the felt her buck in place as she slipped a handpaws inside the moist, organic embrace of the contracting inner depths of her sex. Steaming water sloshed over the edges of the natural pool as she settled again. It was so warm and wet inside, totally inviting...she could just slip inside and...

"Hufffff!"

A bellowing snort echoed around the comfortable cavern as Celes did exactly that. It was...a sexual experience unlike any other--for both of them. Celes was entirely enveloped by the contracting, quivering fleshy walls and the steamy, thick atmosphere that hung heavy within the giant orifice. It was often a tight fit--which held its own kinky pleasure for the adventurous dragon-seeker. For Nora, it was if she was being pleasured by a living sex-toy. Every sensation, from greedy lapping to the squeezing of tender, sensitive nubs and dripping channels, each of which held their own degree of sensitivity, thrilled her deep into her core; Celes discovering her 'hotspots' were would be a very enjoyable experience!

Celes's eyes rolled back in her head as she wallowed in this particular personal heaven; She and Nora were now intimately connected in a way few ever experienced--at least by choice.

She was dripping from head to toe in the pungent, honeyed fluids clinging to her and seeping down the walls. The scent was divine, intoxicating; she burned with her own desires that sent her rolling her hips, pressing her breasts through the soaked fabric of her under-armour padded tunic against the walls that so deliciously compressed around her and were the source of so much pleasure. Her own juices leaked from her own soaked crotch, and it wasn't before long until she stripped off her clothing and--politely--tossed it out into the pool in the world beyond Nora's flower. Eager to bask naked and rub herself against her lover's flesh, soon she would be bathed in a squirted excess of draconic orgasmic pleasure, though for her own safety she would have to experience it outside the shallow depths of Nora's flower, but still, it would be a _deeply_pleasurable experience.

In performing this most intimate task, there was a hefty degree of trust--one that did not go unnoticed and unappreciated. Nora would ensure no harm came to the lovely brown-pelt while she performed her deep pleasuring, and already considered that to reward her with a steamy night of passion in her other form, was very much on the cards.

---

"Yes...right there, my darling..."

Nora grinned, flashing elongated fanged canines, as she pulled Celes in tighter against and enveloped her between the voluminous breasts that graced her flexibly scaled chest. The two were now entwined in the sheets of the comfortable fur-covered bed that the transformed dragoness enjoyed sleeping in from time to time.

"Mmm, y-yes...m...mi..."

Panting, flushed and flustered, with her hair a tousled mess and her fur mussed, Celes gazed up at the smirking, now-anthropomorphic dragoness over the twin mounds of shiny, rubbery blue flesh covered in pliant horizontal scales against which she was firmly embraced. From her perspective, she could only see the tip of the short, rounded snout and then confident smirk that sent a shiver down her spine, and almost coaxed out of her the honorific term she wanted to use, but was still too shy to do so.

Nora's anthro-form was busty, curvaceous, and almost half against as tall as Celes--a killer combination. And when she spoke, it was in an almost motherly way that made the pleasure-stricken Lapphund shiver: confident, authoritative, but still kindly and affectionate. Loving, even; Celes found herself falling into a deep, blissful contentment, the kind that compelled her further seek the calm domination that the big, beautiful blue dragoness promised.

"Hmm? Do you want to say something, brown-pelt? Call me something, perhaps?"

Nora chuckled as she exaggerated the motherly intonations of her voice and stroked a cupping hand around the back of Celes's head, guiding the panting canine to the fat, swollen nipple crowning it. She knew only too well what Celes wanted to say, what the adorable brown-pelt wanted to call her; in her centuries of mortal life, it certainly wouldn't be the first time that she'd taken a pet to serve her. Nor would it likely be the last. When it came to Celes, she found the prospect an enjoyable and agreeable one; the 'hoard-hunter' would be an interesting companion, consummate lover, and loyal and loving pet.

Even with how hot she already felt in the steamy embrace of the impressively large dragon-breasts, Celes still managed to feel the blush that went down to her roots as Nora playfully teased and encouraged her. Oh, for sure, there was something she wanted to call her now, so very much...but could she do it...was she brave enough...

"Y-Yes...M...M-Mistress..."

Celes let out a shy squeal as she forced the words out, receiving a throaty chuckle of amusement and a playful head-pat in return for her admission. It felt so good though...so right, just like the other times she'd submitted and offered herself to a dragon. With Nora, it felt different though, just like it had been with the astral-dragon, Jinisa, when compared to those before her. It was this richness of varied experiences, that kept her doing what she did. She had a feeling, though, that she wouldn't be departing Nora's company anytime soon.

"Mmm, good doggy. But...you can also call me Momma Dragon, if you'd like to..."

That...also felt all too right to Celes. She hadn't thought it possible to blush any deeper than she already had, but was swiftly proven wrong. The motherly domination was unlike anything she'd felt from a dragon before, and fit perfectly with the form that Nora had taken and told her that she was very fond of. Overwhelmed by the cocktail of sensations coursing through her, Celes let out a muffled groan of pure arousal around the mouthful of light-blue rubber nipple that was wedged inside her jaws and upon which she was suckling excited. Her hips had taken up a staccato rhythm, a sensual dance that yearned to bring her sex into deep and pleasurable contact with Nora's.

"Momma Dragon has got you now, my darling...just keep suckling...yes, that's it..."

It would come as no surprise now to anyone witnessing the love-play that Nora enjoyed playing the role of a motherly domme. She smiled and let out a trilling hiss through her teeth as she lay back on the bed and enjoyed the submissive affection. She felt Celes tremble as she dragged a clawed hand through the Lapphund's hair, and smiled as she worked her free hand in between them both and grazed her talons against the inside of her lover's thigh. The pleasured yelp that Celes let out as Nora let her fingertips wander encouraged the lusty, domineering dragoness to probe deeper, feeling for the tell-tale folds that marked her canine lover's petals and then dove deep into the flower within. Nora found such floral representations to be pleasing and sensual, reflecting her nature-loving personality.

Soon though, her appetite for foreplay was sated and the main course was due. Ignoring the surprised yelp Celes let out as she pulled her off the dreamy embrace of her breasts, Nora grinned and gazed down at the pleasure-addled canine with predatory hunger--the kind that in other kinds of apex predator, would have spelled trouble. Here, Nora was merely ravenous for further pleasures of the smooth-scaled flesh.

"M-Mph?"

Celes gazed upon with heavy-lidded, pleasure-addled eyes up at oh-so-beautiful, motherly dragon-domme, and mumbled out something that was distantly close to coherent words. Nora was absolutely magnificent, and she could already feel something akin to infatuation swelling within her chest as she drank in the raw, buxom beauty of her draconic lover--and Mistress.

"Take me now, brown-pelt," Nora purred in a sensual and richly-erotic tone as she spread her legs and pushed Celes's head down between them with a throaty growl of domineering lust. Soon they would be entwined, their legs wrapped around one another to enjoy the kind of pleasure that she could enjoy only in anthro-form. "Taste me and then take me..."

Celes would have no hesitation in doing both, not tonight, or the many, many nights of rampant pleasure the two would now share together. Already she had made her mind up that she would continue willingly submitting to Nora, enjoying her company, her love, and her gentle, motherly domination. She smiled and made ready to dip down and sample the pleasures that lay between Nora's, warmly constricting thighs.

"Yes, my Mistress...my Momma Dragon..."