Just a li'l drabble I never posted here. Minors begone. Warning for stomach bulging.
There was an addictive quality to it, and an almost morbid satisfaction. Like reaching into what seems like a puddle and finding a bottomless pool; like suddenly discovering you're thirsty only when you take a sip of water, and proceeding to down an entire bottle. To keep going and somehow never face resistance, to push to your limits, past them, further and further still seemingly without end. To feel like you've so effortlessly transcended your flesh, to feel like surely they must be overlapping in physical space like an Escher painting made flesh, that any further movement would find flesh grazing Soul. They wondered if the temporary addiction would even end there or if given the chance they would let the monster under them touch at the core of their being, penetrate the culmination of their existence and violate that as well.
They wondered if it was magic at play. Many aspects of monster physiology were a mystery to them, perhaps they really were overlapping? Perhaps Determination allowed physical and magical flesh to interact in ways nobody had discovered, or perhaps humans were simply a lot more durable than either had imagined.
The sudden press of scales to their rear broke Kris somewhat out of their reverie, blinking under their fringe. Their body settled into sitting as if they'd found the most natural seat in the world, and their mind settled on the reality that, somehow, the insurmountable obstacle they had soaked in the vision of, the impossible task that obstacle's owner had set for them, had in fact been accomplished.
"I told y'you'd be fine," a gruff voice rumbled directly into their ear. Its owner arched her head down, even while sitting on her lap she had to crane her body down to reach Kris' cheek. Warm breath washed over them, all the way from temple to neck to shoulder, betraying both size and arousal. Kris could see her claws fraying the threads of their blankets with how hard she gripped their bed, and her breath felt more in line with that than her quiet tone. "What the fuck is goin' on in your head, though?⊠Y'know I can't read your thoughts but your emotions are all, I dunno. Weird."
Kris didn't reply immediately. They didn't think they'd be able to, at least not without a whimper or a whine and they didn't want to give her the satisfaction. Plus, they knew how much it taxed her. The claws weren't the only tell; they could feel the scales on her chest and stomach, her thighs, every part of her body that touched to theirs - and there was a lot of that - was tense and trembling against their skin, at war with her instincts. It took Susie immense restraint to be tender, to let Kris go at the agonizingly slow pace that her physiology demanded, but she managed it. Just for them, she let Kris sit flush in her lap, still but for shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"Just weird thoughts," Kris eventually breathed out, still only barely managing to keep level even with the pause. Their voice still much more strained than they'd hoped from the physical effort of handling the monstrous woman.
"You're shiverin'," Susie mused, and Kris could hear the shit-eating grin in her voice.
"So are you," Kris jabbed back, but Susie just chuckled it off. Kris was definitely the one getting pushed further, Susie knew it, and it fed her ego to stay in control even if it was difficult. Of course Susie couldn't help herself from teasing a bit, but even her teasing was so much more delicate than usual. She was acting brash but her actions made it completely clear she was being very careful for Kris' sake.
That moment stretched on and Susie found herself uncharacteristically okay with it. One arm wrapped around Kris' front as she sat back upright, holding them to her and further sharing warmth between them. The other trailed down their shoulder and arm, the soft hide of her hand at odds with the razor tips of her talons. The shiver it caused Kris only made Susie feel even further in control, for as much as the two were often in a half-joking war for dominance.
Her paw reached theirs and closed somewhat around it, emphasizing the difference with Kris' half-sized hand in a mirror of their own bodies. They didn't move as she pulled their hand over, ran her paw with Kris' hand under it along the human's own side, over their stomach, and-
Kris' body straightened - and tightened - up a fraction. Those scarlet eyes looked down suddenly, widened, and Susie just chuckled again.
"It's your body, think you would'a felt it," the dragoness scoffed, though still only gentle.
"All of these sensations are a lot, it's hard to notice individual aspects," Kris huffed out in excuse. They felt their cheeks burning and it was mildly irritating.
Susie's hand guided theirs over their stomach, letting them - making them - feel the bulge that sat there. There was no mistaking that she was causing it. Not the least of which because as Kris, at Susie's gentle but firm insistence, ran their hand over it, they could feel it twitching just the faintest, tiniest bit. A slightly harder push against their own skin, and it pulsed with her magic, bringing a gentle growling groan from the chest behind their head, and the throat hovering above it.
"'It'll be easy you baby,'" Kris said in a mockery of Susie's gravelly voice. "Not as if my body is about to break the fuck apart."
"No it's not dude don't be a drama queen," Susie chuckled through a smirk. "'Us humans are soooo strong, Determination this, Determination that!'" she mocked right back, though her Kris impression was more than a little lacking.
"Don't think they taught us this aspect back in school."
"Whatever," Susie huffed, discarding the back and forth. She kept gently rubbing Kris' hand over their stomach while letting them rest. Using their hand cradled in hers, to feel her flesh cradled in theirs, with their body cradled in her lap.
Kris could feel their cheeks slowly heating up even more, the slow movement of their hands helping to hammer home not only the physical sensations of her body plumbing theirs, but the emotional ones. The amount of power she had over them in that moment. As if picking up on their thoughts - or perhaps literally, thanks to the innate empathy of monsters that Kris never fully understood - Susie's grin-suffused growl once more filled their ear.
"This is how I can tell that you're mine, Dreemurr," the girl taunted, giving a gentle little tap of one of her claws to the bump in their stomach.
"How do you figure?" Kris asked, trying to sound cocky themself but betrayed by the strain.
"Nobody would do this for just anybody," Susie hummed. "I must really be special if you're pushing your body so much just to make me happy."
"Dream on," Kris grunted, but all's it took was a flex of the monster's monstrous dick in them to make them immediately shut up to hold back a groan.
"Can it," Susie scoffed. "This is what y'really want, isn't it?⊠Y'can't get any more devoted than this. Letting me use your body in ways most humans wouldn't even know they're physically capable of." Her paw squeezed Kris' hand down, squeezing her dick and the layers of Kris' flesh that separated them. Both groaned, both pushed their bodies together for the closeness and the comfort while their toes curled and hands clenched.
Kris was silent beyond their groans. They didn't have space in their brain for a witty comeback, it was too full of cock.
"You're a good li'l human for your big dragon Gee Eff taking me like this," Susie taunted, her grin becoming wider both physically and vocally. But before Kris could get too frustrated and start thinking of payback, her head dipped down again, this time not to growl in their ear but to gently press her thin, leathery lips to their neck, getting yet another shiver from them.
"And that's⊠Weirdly, kinda, flattering, I guess�" Susie continued, grin slowly fading. "I'm⊠Y'know me, I can't help but be a bit of a shit, I'm sorry dude. But you really are like⊠Goin' above and beyond for somethin' as silly as gettin' a rise outta me, uh, literally."
Kris clicked their tongue. Their cheeks were burning bright.
"It's not that serious⊠I wanted to know if I could, and I can, so I did."
It was a transparent lie, but Susie knew about their aversion to sentimentality. And the message was clear besides. She straightened up and pressed her snout into their hair, enjoying the soft texture and the smell of apples.
"Yeah yeah," Kris grumbled, spare hand squeezing at the monster's thigh. Just to make sure she knew. "Are you gonna move or what?"
A throaty chuckle blew at their hair, before Susie sat up properly for the balance and support. It was probably the longest Kris had ever seen her patient for, the longest she'd held herself back, the longest she'd been tender and gentle and just let Kris set the pace for the sake of their comfort.
Both of her claws moved to their thighs and, without so much as a grunt, Kris felt their body rise along hers, felt that bulge in their abdomen recede, felt so much of her drawing out of them that it was almost as much a shock to the system as having it pushed in in the first place. It felt outright unfair that she could detonate a bomb in their brain with so little effort, and that was just from lifting them a few inches.
"Bet," Susie grinned into her little human's hair, and her tenderness was no more.
