Dragon Soaks Yuan's Fingers in Her Juices ♡
Yuan, it seemed, was the type who didn't wake easily once he was asleep.
"Nngh..♡"
She lay beside him, tormenting her swollen, slick clitoris for what was already her sixth climax—and still,
"Zzz.."
Yuan showed no sign of stirring.
"Hhk.. nngh..♡"
She had been touching herself for hours now, long enough that her head had gone hazy. She tried to soothe her heat-stricken body, but it would not settle so easily.
More.. I need something stronger..♡
She started to push a finger inside herself—then stopped.
Her nails were a little sharp. Pointed, one might say. When she worked her clit she could be careful, keep them from catching, and that was fine. Putting one inside was another matter entirely.
That was when her eyes fell on Yuan's hand.
Such pretty fingers. Pale, long, slender—and unlike hers, the nails were neatly rounded and soft.
She swallowed.
If I used Yuan's fingers to touch myself.. it would feel so good, wouldn't it?
Slap—
She struck her own cheek, hard enough to sting.
What am I even thinking.
What was I about to do with those pretty hands of his.
She went back to pressing and rolling her clit in slow circles.
".."
It felt good—but Yuan's fingers would not leave her mind.
Those fingers.. they're so pretty.
What would it feel like to push them inside.
Not a speck of dirt under the nails. So clean they looked almost translucent.
Yuan's sleeping so deeply.. he wouldn't wake, would he?
Ah.
I want them in my pussy. I want to shove them in and fuck myself on them.
Yuan's fingers. Inside me. Thrusting hard.
It would feel incredible.
It would make such filthy sounds.
I want to ruin them. Soak them. Pickle them in my juices until they're dripping.
..Her mind was already overrun with the wrong kind of hunger. The desire burned hot and wild, spreading like a forest fire she could no longer contain.
She seized Yuan's hand.
It was quite cold.
She curled his other fingers into a loose fist, leaving only the index free, and began gently rubbing the tip of it against her entrance.
"Hah..♡"
The chill of his finger against her pussy sent a full-body shiver through her. At the same time, a mad rush of guilt flooded in.
What am I doing right now.
If Yuan wakes up.. I..
Even buried under heat and instinct, a thin thread of reason still remained. Enough, at least, to feel the weight of what she was about to do—
Schlick—♡
The moment she pushed Yuan's index finger into her pussy, every last scrap of conscience vanished.
That cold finger sliding into her hot, thoroughly warmed cunt. Her thighs clenched. A light climax tore through her on the spot. Her inner walls fluttered around the small intrusion, welcoming it, squeezing tight.
"Hh.. haah..♡"
She was so wet that working the finger in and out was effortless. Just.. back and forth..
Schlick♡
"Hohk..♡"
Back and forth..
Schlick♡
"Hh.. nngh..♡"
Back.. and forthh..♡
Schliiick..♡
"Haaah..?!♡"
She came hard, gushing around him. From nothing but a single one of Yuan's fingers—pleasure that left everything she had felt before in the dust.
"Haah.. haah.. haah.. haah.."
She dragged in ragged breaths, trying to settle her body. And then, astonishingly, her head filled with a single thought:
I want more.
This time she uncurled his middle finger too and pushed both in at once.
"Ongh..?!♡"
Her pussy squelched and clenched, greeting Yuan's fingers with fierce enthusiasm. It felt so good..
My brain is melting..♡
Then.. what if I put in three.. no, all four?
The curiosity was impossible to resist. She spread all of Yuan's fingers open, gathered them together, and shoved the whole of his hand into her tight cunt.
Schlick—♡
"Hhkguh?!?!♡"
Her back arched on pure reflex. Her walls clamped down as if they meant to melt his fingers clean off. And those fingers.. were already slick and shining with her juices.
The foreign fullness of them inside her body.. the tight, electric fear that Yuan might wake..
"Goo.. goodd..♡"
Her mind went soft and swirling. All she could do was work his fingers in and out.
Schlick♡ Schlick♡ Schlick♡
She buried her nose against Yuan's nape and breathed him in, thrusting his fingers hard and deep.
"His scent.. so good..♡"
That sweet, gentle smell of him made her head go blank.
Schlick♡ Schlick♡ Schlick♡ Schlick♡
Legs spread obscenely wide, she watched Yuan's fingers disappear into her body and reappear, over and over. Thick strands of her juices stretched like threads between his hand and her pussy. She curled his knuckles and dragged them gently across her G-spot.
That feeling—his fingers spreading her open, then pressing firmly into that swollen place inside—
It was too good..
"Hooohk..♡"
More.. more..
Harder.
She ground the tips of those curled fingers into her G-spot, rubbing, pressing, kneading.
"Goo.. gooddd..♡"
Yuan's fingers.. I love them.
I love them..
Soft.. and firm.. and in places so pliant..
I love them..!♡
"Hohgohk..?♡"
Spurt—♡ Splash—♡ Sp-sp-spurt—♡
She came hard, squirting in thick, messy jets. It felt so good she was drooling.
"Haah..♡ Haah..♡"
She had absolutely ruined Yuan's hand—soaked it in her juices and her squirt.
Schlick..♡
When she finally pulled his fingers free, they were wrinkled from how long they had been steeped in her wetness.
".."
Crushing regret began to flood in.
What have I done.
I'm sorry, Yuan.
I.. I.. what even..
Once the heat had burned itself out, all that remained was regret.
Yuan was shivering—cold, maybe. She pulled her panties back up, smoothed her skirt down, and gathered him tightly into her arms.
I love you, Yuan.
And.. I'm sorry.
She draped a wing gently over his body and wound her tail around his lower half. She slid an arm around his back and drew him flush against her chest—and only then did his shivering ease.
Breathing in his scent, she drifted off to sleep herself.
"Nngh.. mm?"
As I slowly surfaced from sleep, something felt off. Like I was being held by something warm..
When I opened my eyes, it was Dragon. She had covered me with her wings and tail, sharing her body heat.
Did she hold me because I was cold?
Thinking back to when I fell asleep.. yeah, it had been a little chilly.
Dragon really is so kind.
Careful not to wake her, I slipped free of her embrace.
"She must be exhausted. Well—she did hunt that bear yesterday.."
She usually woke before me, but today she was still deep in dreamland.
And when I stood and took a step, something unfamiliar registered. My right ankle didn't hurt anymore.
"Huh? Is it healed?"
I unwrapped the splint and walked a few circuits of the cave before it sank in.
"It's completely better!"
Did that mean I could go hunting with her now? I wasn't sure yet—but for the moment, I was just happy. No more limping.
Well then.. maybe I should make her breakfast.
Two meals of bear steak in a row might be a bit much, I thought—but meat was meat. Nobody hated meat.
"Dragon buried the rest of the meat over here last night, right..?"
Since it was raw bear, she had wrapped it in cloth and buried it in the cold earth so it wouldn't spoil. Apparently that kept it good for about two days, so it should still be fine. The rest she had sliced thin, salted, and set out on a drying rack—so food, at least, wasn't something we needed to worry about.
I carefully dug with a wooden shovel and pulled out the buried chunk of bear meat. Then I cut it into thick slabs and started cooking them the same way as yesterday, on the overturned stone pan.
Two minutes over high heat with a sprinkle of salt, then about twenty minutes on low—done. A few herb leaves on top to finish. Then another thick cut, and another, and another..
After roughly an hour of nothing but grilling, I finally had every last piece cooked. And I was glad I had saved the bear fat rendered off during the steaks—because I was about to use it for a vegetable stir-fry.
Onion to cut the gamey edge of the fat and add sweetness; garlic, mushrooms, carrot, potato—all chopped to a reasonable size and tossed into the pan.
A rustling sound behind me. I turned. Dragon was awake.
"Ah—you're up? You must be hungry. Have some steak first..! I worked hard on it."
But even after I finished the stir-fry, Dragon still hadn't touched her steak.
"Why aren't you eating?"
Let's eat together
That was what she wrote on the ground with a stick.
"Ahh, okay! We'll eat together."
I set breakfast out on a wooden table. Three steaks for Dragon, one for me—plus the vegetable stir-fry, which had turned out delicious.
Only once I started eating did Dragon finally take a bite of her steak.
Dragon.. she really is so gentle.
We shared a wonderful breakfast. And then I showed off my healed ankle.
"Look at this. My ankle's all better!"
Dragon listened, then gave me a warm smile.
And I.. still had something else I wanted to say.
"Ah, and also.. um, so.."
When I hesitated, Dragon blinked and tilted her head.
"Do I.. smell.. at all?"
"..?!"
Dragon flinched, and her ears went bright red.
"I mean.. I haven't washed in days.. I figured it was about time I cleaned up and changed clothes."
Hearing that, Dragon scribbled rapidly with her stick and pointed at the words.
You don't smell. You smell nice.
But if you still want to wash, I'll show you where.
"Wow—thank you."
I pulled clean clothes from the chest and followed Dragon's lead to a pond tucked away somewhere nearby.
I'll keep watch from a distance.
She wrote that, then spread those great wings and took off into the sky.
"Whoa.."
The sight of Dragon in flight.. was breathtaking.
"Alright. Time to wash."
I stripped off my clothes and underwear, set them on a rock, and eased myself into the pond. About twenty minutes later, scrubbed clean from head to toe, I climbed out and put on the fresh clothes I had brought.
"Haaah.. that feels amazing.
But.. where did my old clothes go? I was going to wash them.."
The clothes and underwear I had left on the rock had vanished without a trace.
It was enough to make you believe in ghosts.