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The Deepest Hug 2 of 3

"Leera?" Saethwr squeaked out as he looked up into the naga's piercing green eyes. Her colors were wrong, but she had recognized him and Saethwr had only ever met a handful of naga in his life. It had to be her! But she was acting so oddly.

She nodded and looked up and down his form, her body giving a gentle squeeze of a hug as she leaned into him. She flicked her tongue slowly, leaving it out as she waved it up and down before sucking it back into her maw. "You taste wonderful today, Saeth. Tell me, isss that fear?"

He gulped as his chest tightened. He could feel her muscles clenching in waves around him, holding his limbs in place with enough force and weight to keep him from moving, but not enough to squeeze the air from him or snap the bones in his wings. Gentle, but firm. "N-no, not scared Leera. I know you would never hurt me!" He faked a smile as he nodded.

Leera pushed her snout up against his, the tiny grooves on her lip rubbing against his chin as she flicked her tongue again, slapping the forked tip on his barely-exposed shoulder. Her coils tightened and squeezed, making Saethwr grunt in discomfort. "I don't want to hurt anyone, but I am so, so hungry. I have needs, Saeth. I'm sure you'll understand." She held his muzzle in place as her tongue slapped out over it.

Her maw was gently pried open as her tongue explored him, and Saethwr could see inside. What little sun pierced through the trees glistened off the soft mounds of flesh and copious saliva that filled her mouth. A tiny trail of drool dribbled out over her chin to land on her coils near his face, making him squirm. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of the situation; he hoped that she was lucid enough to know not to harm him, but Ceylon had warned that when she was in one of her moods, or at a certain peak of the cycle, it was best to stay away from her.

Saethwr had a moment to think as he felt a bulge in one of her coils kick at him, her ulokar meal offering one last resistance before her belly subdued it. "L-Leera, I think it's time to-"

He was cut off by another firm squeeze. "Time to what, dear. Feels like meal time to me." Her entire body shifted and slid against itself, scale on scale, as she nuzzled into his neck, using her hand to cradle his opposite cheek. "I wouldn't worry too much, dear."

A sigh of relief escaped his muzzle as he rolled his eyes in relief. "Whew!" Only to have her squeeze tighter the moment his lungs emptied, making him grunt, eyes bulged out a bit. He had to mouth her name in protest, because he had no air to make a sound.

After a moment, she loosened up, letting her body slide over itself, allowing him to breathe again but still not move. "On sssecond thought, I did just enjoy a meal. Yesss, perhaps you'd be better used serving my other appetites." Just then, her tail curled up between his wings, the tip of it wrapping around his neck.

Saethwr felt a moisture on his back as her tail end crept up on him. For a moment, he thought she'd dipped herself in a puddle, but quickly the wet concoction was too thick and slimy. Perhaps she'd drooled more and he hadn't noticed. Either way, he was growing increasingly worried about the situation, unsure of how to proceed. Should he beg for mercy? Should he trust she was off-cycle enough that he would be safe in the event of her being TOO hungry?

"Oh silly Saethwr. Still scared, are you?" Leera pulled back a bit and laughed at him. "Silly dragons, always so easily fooled by a hungry naga." She cradled his cheek and flicked her tongue at him in a gentle kiss.

In return, he offered her a nervous grin and a chuckle, still unsure of her motives. Without much else to do, he asked, "So, you're not g-going to eat me?" Another kick from the Ulokar meal prodded at his shins as her length slid around him.

"Oh no, of course not. Now would be a very bad time." she gave another squeeze, but this time only a gentle hug, before loosening her coils and letting him relax among her twisted, tangled form. "Relax. Ceylon probably told you I would be fine as long as I had the mental fortitude to speak. I just like messing with people." She flicked her tongue again. "And I can definitely taste your fear."

He didn't audibly breath a sigh of relief, but he definitely felt himself loosen up. "Glad to hear it. But wait, you...you ate that Ulokar. I thought you have a strict pre-killed only diet." he pushed his shin against the bulge in her belly to prove a point.

"Oh, that. Yeah. Actually, I usually do, but I have been out here for a long time and couldn't find any food. I actually wasn't fine until I felt him in my belly. Be glad your clumsy movements drew him out of the bushes or I might very well have made you a meal!" Her emerald eyes stared into his as she smiled, clearly still trying to mess with him.

Once it was clear that Saethwr was in no danger, and that Leera was fully in control of herself, he had to bring up one question that was on his mind, the one thing that made him wonder about her. It was her scales, they were dark colored, with browns and yellow, as though she'd been rubbed in burnt cinnamon. "So, uh, Leera, tell me about your change in color. I thought you were a more bright green and red."

She looked down at her scales and spread her arms out as though she was about to give a hug. "Oh, this? Actually, this is my natural color. What I was born with. Those colors I use at work are there solely for branding purposes. Bright, easily noticeable. High contrast. Good for when people recognize me and blush when in Klyneth." She smiled and flicked her tongue again.

"O-oh. Okay then. So how do you do it? I mean, do you dye it and revert back when you shed or something?" Saethwr struggled to wrap his arm around her body so that he could put his finger on his chin, tapping at his lower lip as he tried to look thoughtful.

Her body continued to shift around him, loosening enough to leave him resting on her coils with a single bridge of her body resting on his belly. "Nothing as serious as that, just a little bit of augmentative magic. Can change the hue and saturation on my scales at will. I could change my patterns, too, but that's too much effort. See, watch." Before she finished her sentence, her brown scales shifted in color, shimmering and turning green, the darker patches going to a deep blood red and lined with her characteristic blue, belly turning a bright yellow.

She only kept this color for a few seconds before shaking it off and returning to her natural, earthy colors. "But really, those bright colors are not ideal for hunting in the forest. Makes it very, very hard to sneak up on prey. Or an unsuspecting dragon!"

Saethwr reached out to touch her scales as they shifted and shimmered, returning to their color. They didn't move or vibrate, but changed hue underneath his fingertips. He was mesmerized, having never seen that before. He didn't even know such a form of magic was possible, let alone by someone he knew, personally.

"You like that, do you?" She hissed at him, leaning into his touch. "Go on, don't be shy. Use your hands on me. I love it!" She flicked her tongue again, but this time her eyes slowly blinked - something most snakes couldn't do - a seductive invitation.

Saethwr was confused; he wasn't expecting her to be like this, not in any way. It wasn't until she lipped blowing a kiss at him for the dragon to realize what moist concoction was gumming up his shoulder. He reached back and turned his head to see her vent, puffy and swollen, hovering over his shoulder. Thick, gooey strands of her fluids were trailing from his scales to her cloaca opening, a slit of pink exposed to accent her desire.

Suddenly he knew what she meant by pleasing her other appetites. HE mentally slapped himself for not recognizing the scent, but since she was naga and he a dragon, it made sense that her pheromones didn't have the most powerful grip on his mind. Once his mind put the situation together, he felt a familiar stirring in him, a bulge of his member growing in its slit to poke out at her belly scales. He instinctively leaned back to nuzzle at the slimy opening, rubbing his snout at the slit of pink flesh, his tongue slipping out for a taste.

"That'sss a bit more like it, Saethwr." She hissed at him, tightening her grip and squeezing his torso. The very tip of her tail curled and wrapped around his neck, holding it in place as he pushed into the underside, tongue dabbing at her tender, swollen flesh. She arched her spine and lifted her tail, the motion parting her lips and peeling back the ventral scale to open her up, leaving her malleable canal gaped open so he could see inside her.

Naturally, Saethwr loved the sensation of being smothered in flesh, so the moment her sex opened up to him he nuzzled in deeper, his snout parting her lips even wider as he buried himself in her. He felt her soft flesh slide over his muzzle aided by her viscous fluids until he felt her scales press against the ridge of his nose between his eyes. Her skin was so stretchy, he wanted to feel it tight against his body, but for now he had to help warm her up.

She pushed back against him, grinding the underside of her tail to his face, her pelvic muscles relaxing and letting him nuzzle and prod at her depths. Leera hissed gently as she nuzzled at his chest, flicking her tongue in affection. Her hand slid down over the ridge of her body to grab and prod between his legs, tickling his own slit and coaxing his member from its depths. She slipped her fingers into him, rubbing at the side of his shaft to pull his length from its confines.

Saethwr bucked his hips into her palm and stretched his legs out, toes curling in pleasure. He leaned further into her vent, gaping open his maw inside her to use his tongue on her soft, stretchy flesh. He could feel a rush of air whoosh past his cheeks to fill her as his open jaws stretched her open, which made him laugh a bit as the wet, sloppy flesh made a familiar slapping sound. He leaned in and lapped at her soft inner skin, tasting its tanginess as he nuzzled in deeper, feeling her fluids slide down his neck and moisten his chest.

Before he could get too deep, her tail end pulled away with a deep squelching sound, leaving him lapping at the air, licking up the fluids that trailed from his snout to her opening. "W-why did you do that?" He protested. He got his answer only a few seconds later when her tail slipped up between his legs to press her flesh to his.

Leera kept her hand on his member, angling it and guiding it at her opening before squeezing tight, the contraction forcing her vent to slide over his member and press the underside of her tail to his belly.

The dragon let out a long, rumbling gasp as he felt her warmth envelop him. He shifted and squirmed in her coils, struggling to wrap his hands around her tail and hold it in place as he bucked into her. He could feel her soft, malleable flesh sliding along his length, massaging him and holding him tight as her muscles contracted. Despite her skin and scales being immensely stretchy and malleable, her muscles were strong and nearly forced his member from her vent; had Saethwr not held on as tight as he did, he would have been forced out of that once-cavernous womb.

"So....so tight." He grunted at her as he pushed up into her again, his cock throbbing and muscles pulsing in time with her gentle full-body contractions.

Leera giggled at him, a half-smirk curling the corner of her maw as she flicked her tongue again. "Tight. That's the last word I'd ever expect someone to use to describe me, but...I hope you enjoy!" she grunted and flexed every muscle in her long, powerful body, squeezing at Saethwr and clenching tight around his member.

"Hnnngph! Hrrrrnnrnr!" Saethwr's eyes rolled back in his skull as he let out an erratic, grumbling whimper. His hips started pushing up in rhythmic movements with each of her muscular waves, her sloppy snake pussy massaging him and practically sucking the cum from his gonads. This was certainly not what he was expecting when he came out to see her. No, he'd hoped she'd make a meal out of him, but only when she was on the proper part of her cycle that allowed prey to remain alive in her belly.

This was a whole other kind of pleasure. Not what he was looking for, but wholly enjoyable by any stretch.

As she pushed against him, muscles contracting and vaginal canal squeezing around his member, he felt the angled tip of his cock tingling, bubbling up into a climax. He tried to pull out, to extend his pleasure and not leave her wanting, but as soon as he tried pushing against her tail, her powerful body squeezed tighter and pressed her vent to his slit, tail wrapping around his waist to hold her in place as she squeezed and twitched her muscles around his member.

He couldn't hold back any longer. Her powerful muscles caressing him from shoulders to toes mixed with her incomparably soft pussy flesh massaging his member brought him to an explosive climax. He reared his head back and roared as his pelvic muscles twitched, spewing strand after strand of dragon seed deep into her womb. Midway through his cry of pleasure, he felt her palm pressed to his snout, squeezing his jaw closed so he couldn't make a noise.

She hissed at him. "Don't be too loud, Sssaethwr, don't want to attract predators."

He grunted and whimpered, bucking his hips into her a few more gentle times before he felt his member start to weaken and suck back up into his own slit, sliding from her flesh with ease followed by a gooey mess that poured from her vent. "O-okay. Sorry. I just-"

"Don't be sorry. We're not done yet, dear."

"What do you mean?" He reached down to rub at himself with one hand, the other tickling at her belly scales as she slowly pulled her cloaca away.

"Well, you finished, but I'm not done yet. I get to climax too, you know." She grinned at him and pecked his lips with her snout, biting gently at his facial scales as she shifted her body around, spinning him in place until he was pointed away from her head. She looked down at him and flicked her tongue again, slapping at his snout. "So you better be inventive in regards to how you please me, or I just might have to make you a meal."

She looked like she was upside down to his view as he lounged on her coils, resting his neck and horns on her spine as the ulokar grumbled in her belly. He did the only thing he could think of by reaching out with both hands to grab at her tail, fingers grasping and wrapping around her scales to bring it down to his snout. He could see his seed dripping from her opening, so he started by licking that up, using his thumbs to rub at the little claws on either side of her ventral scales.

"That'sss more like it!" She hissed as she rested her body on his, coiling up tight and nuzzling at his chest. She shifted her form in such a way that he was most comfortable, a tight curve of her spine serving as a cradle for him as he reached up to play with her dangling tail tip.

He wrapped both hands around the opposite side of her tail, wrapping fingers around her spine to press her pussy to his face, burying his snout in her slit, nuzzling back and forth to pry her lips open. He slid one of his hands around to use his thumb on her engorged ventral scale, prying it to the side to expose her fleshy canal, with both passageways visible. Anus and vagina. He knew he had to test her, so he rubbed his palm and knuckles against her, coating his hand from fingertip to wrist in her viscous fluids, balling his fist up to rub his digits together, further smearing her slime around his hand. "You ready?" He asked.

Before she could answer, she felt the pointed tip of his claws slipping into her, parting her lips and filling her canal up to his elbow. She hissed gently, eyes growing slack as she flicked her tongue at him, content. She didn't squeeze or force him out, she wanted to enjoy it, so she shifted her whole body backwards to swallow up more of his arm, angling around so that her ventral scales kissed at his shoulder.

Saethwr was shocked at just how stretchy she was, and he shuddered in delight as he felt her flesh slide over his arm. He flexed his bicep, his fist forming a bulge in her belly scales, parting them with ease. "Wow, I think one might not be enough!" He angled his neck so he could lick at the opening on his shoulder, nuzzling into it as he brought his other hand up next to it. Her flesh distended and shifted with ease, gooey gobs of her fluids dribbling out over her scales to soak his head and chest as he pressed his palm against his bicep and forced it in next to his other hand.

She shifted her weight and form so that her vent was aimed at Saethwr's chest, her tail resting on his belly and massaging at his member. The gentle movement pulled the dragons arm out of her, leaving both appendages buried to the elbow. She hissed again, nipping at his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, giving him a gentle massage as she lifted her tail end up to be above him.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Saethwr asked as he pulled his arms apart, spreading her ventral opening wide to drool copious, viscous slime on his face and chest. He licked some of it up, but let most of it moisten his scales as he got ready to dive in.

She nodded and pushed down on him, her cloaca sliding over his arms and spreading wide to engulf his face, leaving him in darkness ...