#draqonics

the groan that rumbled in vesper's chest was better felt than it was heard, as his open mouth molded to dan heng's sopping wet cunt. they'd only been here for a few minutes, locked in this desperate push and pull of sensation, but in that time vess had already earned every drop of the slick arousal that was spread from nose to chin, earned the shaking of his partner's thighs as vess held fast to his hips. strong fingers dug bruises into the soft crease between dragon's hips and thighs, holding him in place, both an indicator on when vesper might need to breathe, and otherwise a surefire way of keeping dan heng from squirming away from the tongue in the most sensitive part of his core. pulling his split tongue from inside his partner's entrance, the hunter dragged it, piercings and all, up towards dan heng's cleft, stopping to close his lips around his clit. vesper mouthed at and laved over the little bud, but only for a few lingering moments, savoring the reaction before turning his head, just a bit, just enough to suck languidly at his labia, the lips swollen and puffy from vesper's beard. how lucky they were that cloudhymn leaked too from his pussy, keeping the beard rash a non-issue. it meant vess could eat 'til his jaw refused to move, and then further still dan heng could use his face like a toy to grind on til he was satisfied, all without the aches and pains of their own indulgent actions.