> Dragon Mistress Rarity
>  by PrincessVanillaParfaitI
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> Dragon Mistress Rarity - Male Reader
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The blank white screen stares at you. You can feel the white pixels burning into your retinas. Though your computer is set to automatically turn on night mode, it doesn’t really do much, other than tint the screen a bit orange.

Your shoulders ache. Hell, they’re practically screaming at you. You don’t have to carry nearly as much in your backpack in university than in high school, but it still weighs on you. You notice you’re slouching and lean back in the chair, stretching.

Lazily, you drag the mouse over to the bottom right corner of the screen until the taskbar pops up. 1:36 AM.

“God dammit.”

Clenching your fists in frustration, you throw your head down onto the desk. Not hard enough to do any damage, but hard enough to hurt, just a little. It doesn’t take very long before the strain on your neck forces you to lift your head up just a little bit to hold it in your hands, pressing into your temples with your fingers.

The neurons in your brain refuse to send signals to each other. You’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page, with your name in the top left corner, cursor blinking, for at least twenty minutes. Weight pulls down on your eyes, and on your shoulders. You swear you can feel your hair turning gray.

Leaning back in your chair again, you force your arms back as far as they can go over your back, counterbalancing with your legs stretching forward. You roll your arms a little, trying to get rid of that tension that never seems to leave your shoulders.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door. Your head reflexively jolts to the side, causing you to nearly fall off your chair as you flail to sit upright and stare at the door. Who the hell could be knocking at… 1:38 AM?

You hold your breath.

The knock comes again, and you let go of your breath, slumping in your chair. Fine.

You quickly turn off your computer and stand from the chair, pushing it back with your legs. If only the doors in this hall had peepholes. The one last year did.

Another knock, right as your hand reaches the door handle. For some reason, you’re shaking. Maybe someone ordered a pizza to my room by accident. And the delivery driver lives in this hall, so they let themselves in.

You sigh and turn the handle, slowly, letting the metal creak agonizingly as you pull the door gently open.

And behind the door is a dragon, standing on all fours.

She’s white, with purple hair and horns, and a pale blue splotch of scales on her underbelly. It moves up her front, between her breasts, before tapering off into a point right at her neck. Behind her, a long, thick white tail curls up around her hind legs, which rest on the floor. She’s a bit plump, though maybe that’s just because she’s a dragon.

“Oh, thank goodness!” she says in a sing-songy kind of voice. “You wouldn’t believe how many doors I’ve knocked on before yours.”

“You’re… a dragon. What the… you’re a dragon!” She nods.

“I couldn’t believe it, either. I don’t know how it happened, to be completely honest. I woke up in this… form… under that big tree outside - I presume you know it?” You nod. “Well, anyway, I have no idea where I am.”

“Where you… are? Are you even from this planet? Are you some sort of… hologram, or something?” You reach your arms forward, pressing against her shoulder, but sure enough… she’s there. Her scales are firm, but smooth. She shudders.

“O-oh, darling, do be careful. I’m not quite used to this body yet.” You look down at your feet.

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” She looks at you with a gentle smile. You look back at her. “Though, I suppose if you want to make it up to me...”

You realize her hair is dripping wet. You noted the rain and snow earlier today, but forgot about it once you got back to your dorm. “Oh, yeah! Absolutely, you must be freezing! I can… Here, come in, I’ll get you a towel.”

“Thank you.” Nodding, you step to the side and hold the door for her. She cautiously stands up and walks through your door.

“I normally wouldn’t… barge in like this… but… well, outside being as cold and wet as it is, I figured shelter should come before trying to figure out how I got here. I was lucky someone opened the door and I was able to sneak in. I tried to get the door open myself, but… well, it was locked.” You nod at her.

“Yeah. You need an ID card from the school to get in. It has a little magnetic strip in it, I think.”

She looks up at you, tilting her head. “Huh.”

“Here, let me… grab a towel for you.” You slide open the closet door, reaching your arm up to the top shelf, where all of the towels are folded. They’re all the same plain gray color, but they get the job done. You probably haven’t even used half of them, since you just switch between the same two every time you wash one.

You grab one between your first two fingers, fiddling with it until you can get it to fall into your arms. “Finally.” You look at her and toss the towel to her.

Suddenly, a blue field forms around the towel, something like you’ve never seen before. If you had to compare it to something, you’d say it was like the aurora borealis, but it seems to be resonating from her. You stare in awe.

“What in the…?”

She smiles as the towel floats around her back, working its way up the back of her neck. “Huh, I still have my magic, it seems.”

You tilt your head. “Magic?” She chuckles.

“Oh, do you not have magic here? Strange.”

“Strange?! You’re a dragon!” You laugh, though it’s less of a “haha” laugh and more of a “what the hell is going on” laugh. She starts laughing too.

“Well, I suppose if you’ve never seen something before, it’s bound to seem strange to you, isn’t it?”

You look at her, smiling a bit. It’s not a comfortable smile, to be sure. You feel a bit uneasy, like you’re seconds away from losing your balance. Like someone is watching over your shoulder.

“Do you… have a name?” you ask. She perks up at this question.

“How rude of me, I forgot my introductions! My name is Rarity.” She puts forth a claw. Gently, you take it in your hand. Her claws are sharp and hard, like bone, but they are very gentle and smooth in your hand. She’s very cautious not to hurt you accidentally as she shakes your hand. Her delicate handling of your hand eases your nerves a little bit.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Rarity.”

“Likewise, darling.” She smiles warmly at you, the towel wrapping around her head and hiding her purple mane from you. Looking closer, you realize that she’s shivering vigorously underneath the towel. You start to wonder if that affects her magic’s grip strength or something.

“Do you want help with that? You look really cold.”

She stops instantly, staring at you with bulging eyes. “You would dry me off? We’ve only just met! Though, I suppose it would be rather nice.”

“I… I guess I would.”

She smiles back at you, floating the towel over to your arm with her magic and bowing in front of you. “Go on, then.” She bats her eyelashes. “Dry me.”

Something about her tone of voice makes you shudder. Reflexively, your arms start searching for the long edge of the towel and unfolding it. “Where should I start?”

“Start with my face.” A gentle smile climbs over her muzzle.

You nod and kneel before her, putting the towel into place on her cheeks, gently rubbing them dry in the towel. She instinctively closes her eyes and sits down, letting out a little sigh of contentment as you playfully squish her cheeks between your hands.

Her breath brushes across your face. It’s a bit humid, and very warm. It smells like some type of flower you can’t place. It makes you feel more at ease.

“Up behind my ears now,” Rarity says. Without even thinking about it, your arms move the towel over her head behind her ears. She sighs softly as you dig your fingers gently into the base of her right ear, then her left ear, back and forth. Her head reflexively tilts to whichever side you work at, and she smiles widely.

“Sweet Celestia… That feels wonderful, darling.” A soft little moan escapes her lips. You blush.

“Does it?”

She nods. “Amazing. I’ll have to repay the favor sometime.” She opens her eyes, giggling at you softly, before stopping. “You’re blushing, darling.” Her claw finds its way against your chest. It presses in, ever so gently, just enough that you can feel the claws gently brushing down your chest through your clothing. “Is something wrong?”

Your blush burns brighter as goosebumps cover your arms. You shake your head. “N-no, I’m fine.”

She smirks. “Good. Then you should be perfectly able to finish the job I gave you, don’t you think?” Her eyebrows raise gently, as she lifts her flank up a little bit, gesturing the towel toward it.

“O-oh, of course, Rarity.” You nod and move behind her with the towel, running it down her back gently. She sighs softly, stretching her flank out toward you a bit. Some of her wet scales reflect the light from the ceiling.

You reach her tail, which makes it easier to just wrap the towel around it and drag it gently down its length. Rarity works with you, lifting her tail up gently so you don’t have to move as much to dry it.

Once you finish, you let out a breath and start folding up the towel.

“Oh, make sure you get underneath, too, darling,” she calls back to you with a gentle sing-song.

“Oh, uh... Yes, Rarity.” You stop folding the towel and reach underneath her. Pressing up against her backside, you lean over a little bit so that you can reach under. You can feel the heat from her body returning already, making you blush.

Her tail is nearly as big as her body. It gently tucks itself out of the way as you press against her, curling up around your back and over your shoulder. When it reaches your neck, you can feel how smooth and firm the scales are, brushing up against your skin. It climbs further up the back of your head, sending a shudder down your spine as it starts stroking your head, back and forth. You feel a little weak in the knees, leaning a bit more against her backside to keep your balance with the towel in your hands.

Blushing harder, you run the towel down her belly, toward her hips. Your cheeks burn bright red as you get closer to her lower bits, before you move the towel around them instead, running it down her rear legs.

“Oh, goodness. You don’t think you’re going to simply skip that spot, do you?” You freeze, face redder than a tomato.

“Wh-what do you mean, Rarity?” She chuckles.

“Oh, I think you know perfectly well what I mean, darling.” She turns around, the towel falling to the side. Gently, she steps over to you, her face just inches from yours. The blush on your face burns bright. You can feel the warmth of her breath cross your neck as she leans into your ear with her muzzle, opening her lips slightly.

“Dry my nethers.”

Her breath grazes across the rim of your ear. A cold shudder glides across your arms, forming goosebumps again.

“Y-yes, Rarity.” You don’t even think before saying that. Your lips just say it on their own. A pit forms in your stomach, growing like a tree taking root in the soil. But, strangely, it feels good, in some twisted sort of way.

She blushes a bit, backing off from your face. “Oh, goodness… Forgive me, darling. I got a bit carried away.” She chuckles softly. “I can see I’m making you nervous.” She looks at you, smiling sheepishly. “I suppose I am… dry enough.”

You nod, the pit in your stomach starting to shrink, but still lingering. “Th-thank you… I’ve just… never done something like that before. Much less with… a dragon.”

She nods, smiling gently at you. Something about her smile brings a gentle warmth into your stomach, pushing back that pit. “I suppose that would make it a bit intimidating. That’s perfectly fine. I am still quite cold, though.”

You sit down on your bed, looking at her while you scratch your chin. “Well, I could make you something warm to eat. Or drink. Actually, I have some hot chocolate packets sitting in a box somewhere around here. Would you like some?”

She nods, smiling softly at you, stepping toward the bed with the towel in her magical grasp. “That sounds lovely.”

You climb down from the bed, getting onto your hands and knees to dig into the boxes underneath. It takes you a minute to sort through the various snacks you have - candy, crackers, chips - before you find a small box filled with hot chocolate mix. You gently pull out a packet, standing up with it pinched between your fingers.

Rarity watches you intently as you grab a mug from the shelf and empty the mix into it. You grab a measuring cup from the shelf and carry it to the sink, filling it with warm water, before gently carrying it to the microwave and heating it up.

After a minute or so, you pull the water out of the microwave, careful not to burn yourself on the glass. You feel the steam against your face as you pour the water over the hot chocolate mix, stirring it in carefully with a metal spoon. The smell of chocolate fills your nostrils.

“There. All done.” You carry the mug over to Rarity, now sitting on your bed, who takes it in her magic and blows on it before taking a sip from the spoon. She leans back a little, sighing.

“Ah… Thank you. I feel warmer already.” She leans forward again and smiles at you. You can’t help but smile back. “Usually I prefer to drink… well, fancier beverages. But sometimes it’s nice to just enjoy something simple, don’t you think?”

“I’m a bit tired of simple, heh. I basically only eat in the cafeteria. The food’s not great. I guess the drinks are alright, though.” She nods and takes another sip.

You carefully sit down next to her, making sure to give her space. The only noise in the room is Rarity sipping on the hot chocolate. She smiles at you, a little bit of it leaving a trail on her muzzle.

You notice a gentle feeling on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you see that Rarity’s tail has wandered over to you, pressing against your lower back. It curls around your side, pulling you closer to Rarity. You don’t react in time, and you find your head leaning against Rarity’s shoulder. She chuckles, her tail curling up over your side and caressing your head gently. Your heart races, and your cheeks tingle.

“Rarity… What are you…?”

She smiles gently down at you. “You’ve done so much to make me feel comfortable, darling. Don’t you think you deserve to feel good, too?” The tingling turns to slight burning.

“Oh, um… I don’t know if I… um…” You look away, turning your head toward the floor to hide your blush. She giggles.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, darling.” She gently runs the end of her tail up to your cheek, rubbing it, before curling it under your chin and prodding your head upward. The weight of her bulky tail slides into place around you. “There’s no shame in letting someone pamper you.”

You look up at her face. It feels like you’re drowning in your own nerves, but she’s smiling at you, running her tail over the top of your head nice and slowly… “Just relax, okay?” Gently, you nod, as she smiles.

“Here, let me…” She gently floats the half-finished hot chocolate over to the counter, setting it where it won’t fall over. She turns to the side, facing you, before using her tail to spin you toward her. Sitting down like this, she’s taller than you by nearly a foot.

“You tell me if I make you uncomfortable, alright darling?” You nod, that pit back in your stomach. Gently, she reaches toward your face with her claws, holding your cheeks gently. They feel so warm, pressing against your face. You can’t help but close your eyes and tilt your head up toward her, letting out a soft sigh.

She giggles and starts running her gentle claws up and down your face, softly scratching you. One of her claws moves up to the top of your head, petting you gently. A soft moan escapes your lips.

“You love that, don’t you?” You nod softly, careful not to move your head too far. “That’s right, darling. You simply love this feeling, of being held and petted.”

Her claws wander off to the side of your head, digging in gently behind your ears. You can’t help but gasp, tilting your head to the side to give her more room. The scratching gets a little faster, sending little pulses of pleasure through your head and body.

“Oh, darling, you’re absolutely precious!” Her tail gently pulls you up against her, pressing your face into her chest, right between her breasts. They’re so soft and warm, pressed right up against your cheeks, gently pushing your chin upward. Gently, her tail wraps up around your back, holding you in place. She’s so warm and strong.

A sigh escapes your lungs. You can feel her heart beating in her chest, firm and slow. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Each beat gently echoes through your head.

Her gentle claw slowly works its way down the back of your head, running through your hair before running down your back, soft and loving. “That’s it,” she whispers into your ear, sending those gentle shudders through you again. “Just relax here, darling. I’ll take care of you tonight. Just let yourself feel all of the pleasure I give you.”

You let out a weak moan in response as she continues to caress you. The pit in your stomach has completely melted away. The nervous thoughts buzzing around in your head have left, letting you focus on her warm body, pressing against you.

You can feel her giggle in her chest as she pets you. “Such a good boy.” You shudder a little, taking in a little gasp. Something rises just a little in your pants, pressing up against Rarity’s belly.

Her pets stop suddenly. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Blushing, you nod. She chuckles and resumes petting you. “Good boy!” You feel it growing a little bit more. She giggles again.

“It makes you feel good, doesn’t it?” she says, pressing her muzzle gently against your ear. You shudder as your member twitches in your pants, a blush filling your cheeks. “It makes you feel valuable… and wanted...” You sigh into her breasts, closing your eyes and letting your penis get bigger. “It makes you all submissive and obedient, doesn’t it?” Your shudders grow stronger, your breath getting a bit heavy as you feel the pressure growing underneath. She giggles.

“You’re such a good boy, getting so aroused for me,” she says in soft, creamy voice.

You moan and shudder. “R-Rarity-”

“Oh, that won’t do. You will call me Mistress Rarity.”

You shudder, the erection growing. “Y-yes, Mistress Rarity.” Your heart is racing in your chest, pumping adrenaline into your bloodstream.

“Good boy!” She presses her body up against you a bit more, her soft scales pressing against your penis through your pants, pushing it up against your belly. You let out a little moan of surprise. “Now, what was it you were going to say?”

You can barely control your mouth, fully agape as you shudder with arousal, heart beating into your throat. “P-please…”

She chuckles. Gently, her claws push into your shoulders, forcing you to roll onto your back under her. She presses you into the mattress underneath her. You try to push back against her, but she’s so strong that you just shudder and get even harder, sinking into submission. Her thighs feel especially powerful, pushing down on your legs with sheer muscle. She presses her muzzle up against your ear, using her full weight to pin you down. “You’ll have to speak up,” she whispers. You shudder.

“P-please fuck me…”

She presses her muzzle right in front of your eyes, running her claws down your sides. “You forgot something, darling.”

Your eyes widen, blushing. “I-I mean, uh, please fuck me, Mistress Rarity…”

She smiles. “Good boy.” Her muzzle lowers onto your lips, forcing her tongue into your mouth. You let out a moan, muffled into her lips, as her tongue searches around your mouth, prodding at yours. It’s longer than you expected, managing to loop around your tongue and squeeze around it.

Gently, her claws reach your palms, pulling them up above your head before pinning them together at the wrists. You try to push back against them, but her claws are so strong. You gasp, struggling and getting hornier.

“Mistress-” you gasp in between kisses as she starts gently humping into your crotch. You can feel the hardness of the scales through your pants, as well as her lower lips. Your blood pumps through you, racing to your penis.

Gently, Rarity pulls up from your kiss, looking you in the eyes. Your lips feel cold and empty without hers. “Good boy,” she coos. “Off with the shirt,” she says, lifting her claws off your wrists. Immediately, you rush to take your shirt off, throwing it to the side. She smiles at you. “Good boy, so obedient for your Mistress.” You shudder, feeling your penis get harder as she climbs down your body.

Her head at your belly, she takes the edge of your pants between her fangs, making a point of showing you just how sharp they are. Her teeth slowly and dramatically peel your pants and underwear down. They snag on your penis, and you can feel her hot breath brushing the tip. You tremble with arousal as the heat builds up under your shaft. All you can think about is how desperately you want to be inside of her.

As she pulls your pants lower, your penis comes free, springing up to display itself for Rarity, the cool air of the room seeming to prod at it all on its own. You can’t help but repeatedly contract the muscles around it, twitching.

Finally, Rarity pulls your pants and underwear free of your feet and tosses them to the floor. Then, staring you directly in the eyes, her tongue slithers out of her muzzle, showing just how long it is, before planting itself firmly at your ankle. You shudder, feeling the warm, wet muscle on your body as she starts licking, slowly but surely, up your leg, leaving behind a trail of saliva where you feel the cool air.

She slows as she reaches your inner thigh. You feel her breath on your penis, but her tongue climbs so agonizingly slowly up, just inches away. You shake and gasp for air. “P-please, Mistress…”

She stops. You can feel the heat radiating from her tongue right under the base of your penis. She moves her lips just above your penis, slowly descending them so they surround it with heat and moisture, a millimeter away on all sides. As you lie there, twitching in desperation for her to close her lips around your penis, she stares at you. Then she pulls her mouth away. You shudder as the cool air of the room comes back in.

“Amazing, isn’t it darling? How easy it is…”

She crawls back up your body, pinning your arms back where they were with her claws and hovering her muzzle just a centimeter from your face. Her breasts are pressed up against your chest, smooth and soft. You can feel the heat radiating from between her legs on the tip of your cock, so close but not quite touching. You’re shaking with need.

“...to get that little friend of yours so desperately aroused without even touching it...” She breathes her hot, steamy breath on your face. You shudder.

Her pussy lips hover just barely above the tip of your penis, the heat from them gently washing over you. Your penis twitches repeatedly, trying to get an ounce of physical contact, but her pussy seems to be just too far away. You gently start to thrust your hips, but you still can’t quite reach it, her thick, muscular thighs holding your legs down.

That sweet, intoxicating giggle of hers fills your ears. “And you can’t even put how horny you are to words, can you? So fixated on my body, how much you want to feel my insides, you can’t even think of the words to say to tell me what you want. Isn’t that right, darling?”

She presses her weight a little more into your wrists, pushing you further down into the bed. You nod, gasping as your cock grows harder.

“Oh, darling, I’m going to need you to say it.”

“Y-y-yes, Mistress!”

“Good boy.” She plunges down on you, sending you into a quivering mess of pleasure. Her walls are warm and tight around your cock as she thrusts up and down on top of you, agonizingly slow. Your penis twitches, silently begging for her to move faster. Her lips close around yours, that tongue of hers tightening around yours at the same time. You can feel the spit sloshing in your mouth.

As you start to reflexively thrust back against her, you feel her tail coiling around your ankles, forcing your legs further apart. Her walls seem to tighten with her tail, thrusting harder and harder.

You feel her sucking on your tongue, trying to pull it out of your mouth. Without even thinking about it, you give in, letting her toy with you, flooding your body and mind with submissive pleasure. The rhythm of her thrusting against you speeds up. The weight of a dragon comes down on you, over and over, coaxing your cock into submission.

Her scales rub against your legs, smooth individually but rough together. Her claws dig in, just a little bit, to your wrists, careful not to cause any damage, but forceful enough to make you feel that rush of adrenaline. She thrusts harder into you, moaning into the kiss.

“Moan for me, darling!” she commands in between her own. All at once, you start letting out all of those immense moans of pleasure you’ve been holding back, unable to control yourself as she thrusts harder, faster, putting all of her weight against you. “Good boy!”

Her tongue pulls itself out of your mouth, licking up your neck. Obediently, you tilt your head up, shuddering with pure pleasure. Cum starts to bubble up under your tip as you drown in the pleasure. She laps at your neck, back and forth with her long, warm tongue.

“M-Mistress, I think I’m going to cum,” you call out between your gasps and moans. She thrusts harder, her walls tightening as she moans against you.

“Good boy!” Her walls milk you, coaxing the bubbling heat and pleasure up into the tip, gentle and aggressive all at once. You can feel it bubbling up right underneath the tip as she milks you, her weight spread across all of your body. Her legs bounce up and down on top of yours, pulling your tip with them just a little. It starts to reach a boiling point, as the cum reaches your tip.

“I’m cumming!” you shout for her, as she pumps into you one last time, your penis erupting with cum and pleasure. It sends a shockwave of euphoria through you, shaking underneath Rarity’s weight. You keep thrusting, letting the pleasure explode out of you.

Rarity’s walls slam into your cock a little bit longer, milking you dry for every last ounce. She lets out moans and gasps against your lips. Finally, you feel her pussy squirting all over your cock, while your heart rate slowly settles underneath her.

Sighing, she carefully lifts her weight off of you, rolling onto her back next to you. Your arms fall back to your sides as you look down at your sticky crotch. You sigh, closing your eyes and falling back on the pillow.

“Mistress… that was-”

She interrupts you with a giggle. “Oh, no need for the title anymore.” You open your eyes just in time to see her planting a kiss on your cheek. “You did a wonderful job, darling. You can simply call me Rarity now.”

You blush, looking away.

“Unless you’d like to call me Mistress, of course.” You blush harder.

“M-maybe not… always, Mistress… but… I would.” She nods and kisses your forehead.

“I won’t stop you.” Gently, she pushes her arm underneath your neck, resting her claw at your shoulder. Her other claw gently rests on your belly. You sigh, shifting a bit so the back of your head is lying against her chest.

She chuckles and moves her claw to start petting you. “Such a good boy.” The gentle claws stroking your head make you shudder and close your eyes.

“Mistress…” you sigh. You feel her smile against the top of your head.

Suddenly, the petting stops. In fact, Rarity’s entire body has frozen. Opening your eyes, you look up at her. “Rarity, is something wrong?”

She blushes. “Oh, it’s nothing… Just that…” She continues stroking your head gently.

“Well, darling, I made love to you before I even thought to ask your name!”
> Dragon Mistress Rarity - Female Reader
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The blank white screen stares at you. You can feel the white pixels burning into your retinas. Though your computer is set to automatically turn on night mode, it doesn’t really do much, other than tint the screen a bit orange.

Your shoulders ache. Hell, they’re practically screaming at you. You don’t have to carry nearly as much in your backpack in university than in high school, but it still weighs on you. You notice you’re slouching and lean back in the chair, stretching.

Lazily, you drag the mouse over to the bottom right corner of the screen until the taskbar pops up. 1:36 AM.

“God dammit.”

Clenching your fists in frustration, you throw your head down onto the desk. Not hard enough to do any damage, but hard enough to hurt, just a little. It doesn’t take very long before the strain on your neck forces you to lift your head up just a little bit to hold it in your hands, pressing into your temples with your fingers.

The neurons in your brain refuse to send signals to each other. You’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page, with your name in the top left corner, cursor blinking, for at least twenty minutes. Weight pulls down on your eyes, and on your shoulders. You swear you can feel your hair turning gray.

Leaning back in your chair again, you force your arms back as far as they can go over your back, counterbalancing with your legs stretching forward. You roll your arms a little, trying to get rid of that tension that never seems to leave your shoulders.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door. Your head reflexively jolts to the side, causing you to nearly fall off your chair as you flail to sit upright and stare at the door. Who the hell could be knocking at… 1:38 AM?

You hold your breath.

The knock comes again, and you let go of your breath, slumping in your chair. Fine.

You quickly turn off your computer and stand from the chair, pushing it back with your legs. If only the doors in this hall had peepholes. The one last year did.

Another knock, right as your hand reaches the door handle. For some reason, you’re shaking. Maybe someone ordered a pizza to my room by accident. And the delivery driver lives in this hall, so they let themselves in.

You sigh and turn the handle, slowly, letting the metal creak agonizingly as you pull the door gently open.

And behind the door is a dragon, standing on all fours.

She’s white, with purple hair and horns, and a pale blue splotch of scales on her underbelly. It moves up her front, between her breasts, before tapering off into a point right at her neck. Behind her, a long, thick white tail curls up around her hind legs, which rest on the floor. She’s a bit plump, though maybe that’s just because she’s a dragon.

“Oh, thank goodness!” she says in a sing-songy kind of voice. “You wouldn’t believe how many doors I’ve knocked on before yours.”

“You’re… a dragon. What the… you’re a dragon!” She nods.

“I couldn’t believe it, either. I don’t know how it happened, to be completely honest. I woke up in this… form… under that big tree outside - I presume you know it?” You nod. “Well, anyway, I have no idea where I am.”

“Where you… are? Are you even from this planet? Are you some sort of… hologram, or something?” You reach your arms forward, pressing against her shoulder, but sure enough… she’s there. Her scales are firm, but smooth. She shudders.

“O-oh, darling, do be careful. I’m not quite used to this body yet.” You look down at your feet.

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” She looks at you with a gentle smile. You look back at her. “Though, I suppose if you want to make it up to me...”

You realize her hair is dripping wet. You noted the rain and snow earlier today, but forgot about it once you got back to your dorm. “Oh, yeah! Absolutely, you must be freezing! I can… Here, come in, I’ll get you a towel.”

“Thank you.” Nodding, you step to the side and hold the door for her. She cautiously stands up and walks through your door.

“I normally wouldn’t… barge in like this… but… well, outside being as cold and wet as it is, I figured shelter should come before trying to figure out how I got here. I was lucky someone opened the door and I was able to sneak in. I tried to get the door open myself, but… well, it was locked.” You nod at her.

“Yeah. You need an ID card from the school to get in. It has a little magnetic strip in it, I think.”

She looks up at you, tilting her head. “Huh.”

“Here, let me… grab a towel for you.” You slide open the closet door, reaching your arm up to the top shelf, where all of the towels are folded. They’re all the same plain gray color, but they get the job done. You probably haven’t even used half of them, since you just switch between the same two every time you wash one.

You grab one between your first two fingers, fiddling with it until you can get it to fall into your arms. “Finally.” You look at her and toss the towel to her.

Suddenly, a blue field forms around the towel, something like you’ve never seen before. If you had to compare it to something, you’d say it was like the aurora borealis, but it seems to be resonating from her. You stare in awe.

“What in the…?”

She smiles as the towel floats around her back, working its way up the back of her neck. “Huh, I still have my magic, it seems.”

You tilt your head. “Magic?” She chuckles.

“Oh, do you not have magic here? Strange.”

“Strange?! You’re a dragon!” You laugh, though it’s less of a “haha” laugh and more of a “what the hell is going on” laugh. She starts laughing too.

“Well, I suppose if you’ve never seen something before, it’s bound to seem strange to you, isn’t it?”

You look at her, smiling a bit. It’s not a comfortable smile, to be sure. You feel a bit uneasy, like you’re seconds away from losing your balance. Like someone is watching over your shoulder.

“Do you… have a name?” you ask. She perks up at this question.

“How rude of me, I forgot my introductions! My name is Rarity.” She puts forth a claw. Gently, you take it in your hand. Her claws are sharp and hard, like bone, but they are very gentle and smooth in your hand. She’s very cautious not to hurt you accidentally as she shakes your hand. Her delicate handling of your hand eases your nerves a little bit.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Rarity.”

“Likewise, darling.” She smiles warmly at you, the towel wrapping around her head and hiding her purple mane from you. Looking closer, you realize that she’s shivering vigorously underneath the towel. You start to wonder if that affects her magic’s grip strength or something.

“Do you want help with that? You look really cold.”

She stops instantly, staring at you with bulging eyes. “You would dry me off? We’ve only just met! Though, I suppose it would be rather nice.”

“I… I guess I would.”

She smiles back at you, floating the towel over to your arm with her magic and bowing in front of you. “Go on, then.” She bats her eyelashes. “Dry me.”

Something about her tone of voice makes you shudder. Reflexively, your arms start searching for the long edge of the towel and unfolding it. “Where should I start?”

“Start with my face.” A gentle smile climbs over her muzzle.

You nod and kneel before her, putting the towel into place on her cheeks, gently rubbing them dry in the towel. She instinctively closes her eyes and sits down, letting out a little sigh of contentment as you playfully squish her cheeks between your hands.

Her breath brushes across your face. It’s a bit humid, and very warm. It smells like some type of flower you can’t place. It makes you feel more at ease.

“Up behind my ears now,” Rarity says. Without even thinking about it, your arms move the towel over her head behind her ears. She sighs softly as you dig your fingers gently into the base of her right ear, then her left ear, back and forth. Her head reflexively tilts to whichever side you work at, and she smiles widely.

“Sweet Celestia… That feels wonderful, darling.” A soft little moan escapes her lips. You blush.

“Does it?”

She nods. “Amazing. I’ll have to repay the favor sometime.” She opens her eyes, giggling at you softly, before stopping. “You’re blushing, darling.” Her claw finds its way against your chest. It presses in, ever so gently, just enough that you can feel the claws gently brushing down your chest through your clothing, between your breasts. “Is something wrong?”

Your blush burns brighter as goosebumps cover your arms. You shake your head. “N-no, I’m fine.”

She smirks. “Good. Then you should be perfectly able to finish the job I gave you, don’t you think?” Her eyebrows raise gently, as she lifts her flank up a little bit, gesturing the towel toward it.

“O-oh, of course, Rarity.” You nod and move behind her with the towel, running it down her back gently. She sighs softly, stretching her flank out toward you a bit. Some of her wet scales reflect the light from the ceiling.

You reach her tail, which makes it easier to just wrap the towel around it and drag it gently down its length. Rarity works with you, lifting her tail up gently so you don’t have to move as much to dry it.

Once you finish, you let out a breath and start folding up the towel.

“Oh, make sure you get underneath, too, darling,” she calls back to you with a gentle sing-song.

“Oh, uh... Yes, Rarity.” You stop folding the towel and reach underneath her. Pressing up against her backside, you lean over a little bit so that you can reach under. You can feel the heat from her body returning already, making you blush.

Her tail is nearly as big as her body. It gently tucks itself out of the way as you press against her, curling up around your back and over your shoulder. When it reaches your neck, you can feel how smooth and firm the scales are, brushing up against your skin. It climbs further up the back of your head, sending a shudder down your spine as it starts stroking your head, back and forth. You feel a little weak in the knees, leaning a bit more against her backside to keep your balance with the towel in your hands.

Blushing harder, you run the towel down her belly, toward her hips. Your cheeks burn bright red as you get closer to her lower bits, before you move the towel around them instead, running it down her rear legs.

“Oh, goodness. You don’t think you’re going to simply skip that spot, do you?” You freeze, face redder than a tomato.

“Wh-what do you mean, Rarity?” She chuckles.

“Oh, I think you know perfectly well what I mean, darling.” She turns around, the towel falling to the side. Gently, she steps over to you, her face just inches from yours. The blush on your face burns bright. You can feel the warmth of her breath cross your neck as she leans into your ear with her muzzle, opening her lips slightly.

“Dry my nethers.”

Her breath grazes across the rim of your ear. A cold shudder glides across your arms, forming goosebumps again.

“Y-yes, Rarity.” You don’t even think before saying that. Your lips just say it on their own. A pit forms in your stomach, growing like a tree taking root in the soil. But, strangely, it feels good, in some twisted sort of way.

She blushes a bit, backing off from your face. “Oh, goodness… Forgive me, darling. I got a bit carried away.” She chuckles softly. “I can see I’m making you nervous.” She looks at you, smiling sheepishly. “I suppose I am… dry enough.”

You nod, the pit in your stomach starting to shrink, but still lingering. “Th-thank you… I’ve just… never done something like that before. Much less with… a dragon.”

She nods, smiling gently at you. Something about her smile brings a gentle warmth into your stomach, pushing back that pit. “I suppose that would make it a bit intimidating. That’s perfectly fine. I am still quite cold, though.”

You sit down on your bed, looking at her while you scratch your chin. “Well, I could make you something warm to eat. Or drink. Actually, I have some hot chocolate packets sitting in a box somewhere around here. Would you like some?”

She nods, smiling softly at you, stepping toward the bed with the towel in her magical grasp. “That sounds lovely.”

You climb down from the bed, getting onto your hands and knees to dig into the boxes underneath. It takes you a minute to sort through the various snacks you have - candy, crackers, chips - before you find a small box filled with hot chocolate mix. You gently pull out a packet, standing up with it pinched between your fingers.

Rarity watches you intently as you grab a mug from the shelf and empty the mix into it. You grab a measuring cup from the shelf and carry it to the sink, filling it with warm water, before gently carrying it to the microwave and heating it up.

After a minute or so, you pull the water out of the microwave, careful not to burn yourself on the glass. You feel the steam against your face as you pour the water over the hot chocolate mix, stirring it in carefully with a metal spoon. The smell of chocolate fills your nostrils.

“There. All done.” You carry the mug over to Rarity, now sitting on your bed, who takes it in her magic and blows on it before taking a sip from the spoon. She leans back a little, sighing.

“Ah… Thank you. I feel warmer already.” She leans forward again and smiles at you. You can’t help but smile back. “Usually I prefer to drink… well, fancier beverages. But sometimes it’s nice to just enjoy something simple, don’t you think?”

“I’m a bit tired of simple, heh. I basically only eat in the cafeteria. The food’s not great. I guess the drinks are alright, though.” She nods and takes another sip.

You carefully sit down next to her, making sure to give her space. The only noise in the room is Rarity sipping on the hot chocolate. She smiles at you, a little bit of it leaving a trail on her muzzle.

You notice a gentle feeling on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you see that Rarity’s tail has wandered over to you, pressing against your lower back. It curls around your side, pulling you closer to Rarity. You don’t react in time, and you find your head leaning against Rarity’s shoulder. She chuckles, her tail curling up over your side and caressing your head gently. Your heart races, and your cheeks tingle.

“Rarity… What are you…?”

She smiles gently down at you. “You’ve done so much to make me feel comfortable, darling. Don’t you think you deserve to feel good, too?” The tingling turns to slight burning.

“Oh, um… I don’t know if I… um…” You look away, turning your head toward the floor to hide your blush. She giggles.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, darling.” She gently runs the end of her tail up to your cheek, rubbing it, before curling it under your chin and prodding your head upward. The weight of her bulky tail slides into place around you. “There’s no shame in letting someone pamper you.”

You look up at her face. It feels like you’re drowning in your own nerves, but she’s smiling at you, running her tail over the top of your head nice and slowly… “Just relax, okay?” Gently, you nod, as she smiles.

“Here, let me…” She gently floats the half-finished hot chocolate over to the counter, setting it where it won’t fall over. She turns to the side, facing you, before using her tail to spin you toward her. Sitting down like this, she’s taller than you by nearly a foot.

“You tell me if I make you uncomfortable, alright darling?” You nod, that pit back in your stomach. Gently, she reaches toward your face with her claws, holding your cheeks gently. They feel so warm, pressing against your face. You can’t help but close your eyes and tilt your head up toward her, letting out a soft sigh.

She giggles and starts running her gentle claws up and down your face, softly scratching you. One of her claws moves up to the top of your head, petting you gently. A soft moan escapes your lips.

“You love that, don’t you?” You nod softly, careful not to move your head too far. “That’s right, darling. You simply love this feeling, of being held and petted.”

Her claws wander off to the side of your head, digging in gently behind your ears. You can’t help but gasp, tilting your head to the side to give her more room. The scratching gets a little faster, sending little pulses of pleasure through your head and body.

“Oh, darling, you’re absolutely precious!” Her tail gently pulls you up against her, pressing your face into her chest, right between her breasts. They’re so soft and warm, pressed right up against your cheeks, gently pushing your chin upward. Gently, her tail wraps up around your back, holding you in place. She’s so warm and strong.

A sigh escapes your lungs. You can feel her heart beating in her chest, firm and slow. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Each beat gently echoes through your head.

Her gentle claw slowly works its way down the back of your head, running through your hair before running down your back, soft and loving. “That’s it,” she whispers into your ear, sending those gentle shudders through you again. “Just relax here, darling. I’ll take care of you tonight. Just let yourself feel all of the pleasure I give you.”

You let out a weak moan in response as she continues to caress you. The pit in your stomach has completely melted away. The nervous thoughts buzzing around in your head have left, letting you focus on her warm body, pressing against you.

You can feel her giggle in her chest as she pets you. “Such a good girl.” You shudder a little, taking in a little gasp. Something hardens just a little in your bra, pressing up under Rarity’s breasts.

Her pets stop suddenly. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Blushing, you nod. She chuckles and resumes petting you. “Good girl!” You feel them harden a bit more, as moisture starts to build a bit lower. She giggles again.

“It makes you feel good, doesn’t it?” she says, pressing her muzzle gently against your ear. You shudder as your lips quiver in your pants, a blush filling your cheeks. “It makes you feel valuable… and wanted...” You sigh into her breasts, closing your eyes and letting your vagina get wetter. “It makes you all submissive and obedient, doesn’t it?” Your shudders grow stronger, your breath getting a bit heavy as you feel your body get weaker and warmer. She giggles.

“You’re such a good girl, getting so aroused for me,” she says in soft, creamy voice.

You moan and shudder. “R-Rarity-”

“Oh, that won’t do. You will call me Mistress Rarity.”

You shudder, your nipples growing. “Y-yes, Mistress Rarity.” Your heart is racing in your chest, pumping adrenaline into your bloodstream.

“Good girl!” She presses her body up against you a bit more, her soft scales pressing against your lips and nipples through your clothes, pressing your breasts together. You let out a little moan of surprise. “Now, what was it you were going to say?”

You can barely control your mouth, fully agape as you shudder with arousal, heart beating into your throat. “P-please…”

She chuckles. Gently, her claws push into your shoulders, forcing you to roll onto your back under her. She presses you into the mattress underneath her. You try to push back against her, but she’s so strong that you just shudder and get even harder, sinking into submission. Her thighs feel especially powerful, pushing down on your legs with sheer muscle. She presses her muzzle up against your ear, using her full weight to pin you down. “You’ll have to speak up,” she whispers. You shudder.

“P-please fuck me…”

She presses her muzzle right in front of your eyes, running her claws down your sides. “You forgot something, darling.”

Your eyes widen, blushing. “I-I mean, uh, please fuck me, Mistress Rarity…”

She smiles. “Good girl.” Her muzzle lowers onto your lips, forcing her tongue into your mouth. You let out a moan, muffled into her lips, as her tongue searches around your mouth, prodding at yours. It’s longer than you expected, managing to loop around your tongue and squeeze around it.

Gently, her claws reach your palms, pulling them up above your head before pinning them together at the wrists. You try to push back against them, but her claws are so strong. You gasp, struggling and getting hornier.

“Mistress-” you gasp in between kisses as she starts gently humping into your crotch. You can feel the hardness of the scales through your pants, as well as her lower lips. Your blood pumps through you, your lips begging for her touch.

Gently, Rarity pulls up from your kiss, looking you in the eyes. Your lips feel cold and empty without hers. “Good girl,” she coos. “Off with the shirt,” she says, lifting her claws off your wrists. Immediately, you rush to take your shirt off, throwing it to the side. She smiles at you. “Good girl, so obedient for your Mistress.” You shudder, getting wetter as she climbs down your body.

Her head at your belly, she takes the edge of your pants between her fangs, making a point of showing you just how sharp they are. Her teeth slowly and dramatically peel your pants and underwear down. They stop just below your vagina, and you can feel her hot breath on it. You tremble with arousal as the heat builds up under your skin. All you can think about is how desperately you want to be fucked by her.

As she pulls your pants lower, your vagina feels the cold air of the room trying to push its way inside. You miss the warmth of Rarity’s breath, shaking your legs with anticipation.

Finally, Rarity pulls your pants and underwear free of your feet and tosses them to the floor. Then, staring you directly in the eyes, her tongue slithers out of her muzzle, showing just how long it is, before planting itself firmly at your belly. You shudder, feeling the warm, wet muscle on your body as she starts licking, slowly but surely, up your body, leaving behind a trail of saliva where you feel the cool air.

She slows as she reaches your breast, gently unbuckling and slipping your bra off. You feel her breath on your nipple, but her tongue climbs so agonizingly slowly up, just inches away. You shake and gasp for air. “P-please, Mistress…”

She stops. You can feel the heat radiating from her tongue right under the base of your nipple. She moves her lips just above it, slowly descending them so they surround it with heat and moisture, a millimeter away on all sides. As you lie there, twitching in desperation for her to close her lips around your nipple, she stares at you. Then she pulls her mouth away. You shudder as the cool air of the room comes back in.

“Amazing, isn’t it darling? How easy it is…”

She crawls up over your body, pinning your arms back where they were with her claws and hovering her muzzle just a centimeter from your face. Her breasts are pressed up against yours, smooth and soft, nipples touching. You can feel the heat radiating from between her legs against your pussy, so close but not quite touching. You’re shaking with need.

“...to get those little nipples of yours so desperately aroused without even touching them...” She breathes her hot, steamy breath on your face. You shudder.

Her pussy lips hover just barely above yours, the heat from them gently washing over you. You twitch repeatedly, trying to get an ounce of physical contact, but her pussy seems to be just too far away. You gently start to thrust your hips, but you still can’t quite reach it, her thick, muscular thighs holding your legs down.

That sweet, intoxicating giggle of hers fills your ears. “And you can’t even put how horny you are to words, can you? So fixated on my body, how much you want to feel my lips, you can’t even think of the words to say to tell me what you want. Isn’t that right, darling?”

She presses her weight a little more into your wrists, pushing you further down into the bed. You nod, gasping as your pussy grows wetter.

“Oh, darling, I’m going to need you to say it.”

“Y-y-yes, Mistress!”

“Good girl.” She falls down on you, sending you into a quivering mess of pleasure. Her lips are warm and wet as they kiss yours. She thrusts back and forth on top of you, agonizingly slow as her scaly lips interlock with yours. You twitch, silently begging for her to move faster. Her muzzle closes around your lips, that tongue of hers tightening around yours at the same time. You can feel the spit sloshing in your mouth.

As you start to reflexively rub against her, you feel her tail coiling around your ankles, forcing your legs further apart. Her lips seem to pucker as her tail tightens, pushing down harder and harder as she grinds on your pussy, rubbing your clit with her scales.

You feel her sucking on your tongue, trying to pull it out of your mouth. Without even thinking about it, you give in, letting her toy with you, flooding your body and mind with submissive pleasure. The rhythm of her grinding against you speeds up. The weight of a dragon rubs up and down on you, over and over, coaxing your pussy into submission.

Her scales rub against your legs, smooth individually but rough together. Her claws dig in, just a little bit, to your wrists, careful not to cause any damage, but forceful enough to make you feel that rush of adrenaline. She thrusts harder into you, moaning into the kiss.

“Moan for me, darling!” she commands in between her own. All at once, you start letting out all of those immense moans of pleasure you’ve been holding back, unable to control yourself as she moves harder, faster, putting all of her weight into your pussy, the rough scales rubbing against your flesh. “Good girl!”

Her tongue pulls itself out of your mouth, licking up your neck. Obediently, you tilt your head up, shuddering with pure pleasure. You come closer to the edge of orgasm as you drown in the pleasure. She laps at your neck, back and forth with her long, warm tongue.

“M-Mistress, I think I’m almost done,” you call out between your gasps and moans. She puts more weight into your pussy, her lips tightening as she moans against you.

“Good girl!” Her lower lips kiss yours, pulling you closer to that edge, gentle and aggressive all at once. You can feel the pleasure rising up right inside you as she tries to suck it out of you, her weight spread across all of your body. Her legs ride up and down on top of yours, pulling your lips with her scales just a little. It starts to reach a boiling point as you feel yourself fall over the edge.

“Oh, Mistress!” you shout for her, as she pumps into you one last time, the pleasure erupting inside of you. It sends a wave of euphoria through you, drowning underneath Rarity’s weight. You keep grinding, letting yourself ride the wave of pleasure as Rarity rides you.

Rarity’s walls smother yours a little bit longer, pushing herself over the edge. She lets out moans and gasps against your lips. You feel her body slow down, moans and gasps escaping her lips, while you ride the wave of pleasure down slowly, your heart beating like a race car.

Sighing, she carefully lifts her weight off of you, rolling onto her back next to you. Your arms fall back to your sides as you look down at your crotch. You sigh, closing your eyes and falling back on the pillow.

“Mistress… that was-”

She interrupts you with a giggle. “Oh, no need for the title anymore.” You open your eyes just in time to see her planting a kiss on your cheek. “You did a wonderful job, darling. You can simply call me Rarity now.”

You blush, looking away.

“Unless you’d like to call me Mistress, of course.” You blush harder.

“M-maybe not… always, Mistress… but… I would.” She nods and kisses your forehead.

“I won’t stop you.” Gently, she pushes her arm underneath your neck, resting her claw at your shoulder. Her other claw gently rests on your belly. You sigh, shifting a bit so the back of your head is lying against her chest.

She chuckles and moves her claw to start petting you. “Such a good girl.” The gentle claws stroking your head make you shudder and close your eyes.

“Mistress…” you sigh. You feel her smile against the top of your head.

Suddenly, the petting stops. In fact, Rarity’s entire body has frozen. Opening your eyes, you look up at her. “Rarity, is something wrong?”

She blushes. “Oh, it’s nothing… Just that…” She continues stroking your head gently.

“Well, darling, I made love to you before I even thought to ask your name!”
> Dragon Master Elusive - Male Reader
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The blank white screen stares at you. You can feel the white pixels burning into your retinas. Though your computer is set to automatically turn on night mode, it doesn’t really do much, other than tint the screen a bit orange.

Your shoulders ache. Hell, they’re practically screaming at you. You don’t have to carry nearly as much in your backpack in university than in high school, but it still weighs on you. You notice you’re slouching and lean back in the chair, stretching.

Lazily, you drag the mouse over to the bottom right corner of the screen until the taskbar pops up. 1:36 AM.

“God dammit.”

Clenching your fists in frustration, you throw your head down onto the desk. Not hard enough to do any damage, but hard enough to hurt, just a little. It doesn’t take very long before the strain on your neck forces you to lift your head up just a little bit to hold it in your hands, pressing into your temples with your fingers.

The neurons in your brain refuse to send signals to each other. You’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page, with your name in the top left corner, cursor blinking, for at least twenty minutes. Weight pulls down on your eyes, and on your shoulders. You swear you can feel your hair turning gray.

Leaning back in your chair again, you force your arms back as far as they can go over your back, counterbalancing with your legs stretching forward. You roll your arms a little, trying to get rid of that tension that never seems to leave your shoulders.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door. Your head reflexively jolts to the side, causing you to nearly fall off your chair as you flail to sit upright and stare at the door. Who the hell could be knocking at… 1:38 AM?

You hold your breath.

The knock comes again, and you let go of your breath, slumping in your chair. Fine.

You quickly turn off your computer and stand from the chair, pushing it back with your legs. If only the doors in this hall had peepholes. The one last year did.

Another knock, right as your hand reaches the door handle. For some reason, you’re shaking. Maybe someone ordered a pizza to my room by accident. And the delivery driver lives in this hall, so they let themselves in.

You sigh and turn the handle, slowly, letting the metal creak agonizingly as you pull the door gently open.

And behind the door is a dragon, standing on all fours.

He’s white, with purple hair and horns, and a pale blue splotch of scales on his underbelly. It moves up his front, across his chest, before tapering off into a point right at his neck. Behind him, a long, thick white tail curls up around his hind legs, which rest on the floor. He’s a bit plump, though maybe that’s just because he’s a dragon.

“Oh, thank goodness!” he says in a sing-songy kind of voice. “You wouldn’t believe how many doors I’ve knocked on before yours.”

“You’re… a dragon. What the… you’re a dragon!” He nods.

“I couldn’t believe it, either. I don’t know how it happened, to be completely honest. I woke up in this… form… under that big tree outside - I presume you know it?” You nod. “Well, anyway, I have no idea where I am.”

“Where you… are? Are you even from this planet? Are you some sort of… hologram, or something?” You reach your arms forward, pressing against his shoulder, but sure enough… he’s there. His scales are firm, but smooth. He shudders.

“O-oh, darling, do be careful. I’m not quite used to this body yet.” You look down at your feet.

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” He looks at you with a gentle smile. You look back at him. “Though, I suppose if you want to make it up to me...”

You realize his hair is dripping wet. You noted the rain and snow earlier today, but forgot about it once you got back to your dorm. “Oh, yeah! Absolutely, you must be freezing! I can… Here, come in, I’ll get you a towel.”

“Thank you.” Nodding, you step to the side and hold the door for him. He cautiously stands up and walks through your door.

“I normally wouldn’t… barge in like this… but… well, outside being as cold and wet as it is, I figured shelter should come before trying to figure out how I got here. I was lucky someone opened the door and I was able to sneak in. I tried to get the door open myself, but… well, it was locked.” You nod at him.

“Yeah. You need an ID card from the school to get in. It has a little magnetic strip in it, I think.”

He looks up at you, tilting his head. “Huh.”

“Here, let me… grab a towel for you.” You slide open the closet door, reaching your arm up to the top shelf, where all of the towels are folded. They’re all the same plain gray color, but they get the job done. You probably haven’t even used half of them, since you just switch between the same two every time you wash one.

You grab one between your first two fingers, fiddling with it until you can get it to fall into your arms. “Finally.” You look at him and toss the towel to him.

Suddenly, a blue field forms around the towel, something like you’ve never seen before. If you had to compare it to something, you’d say it was like the aurora borealis, but it seems to be resonating from him. You stare in awe.

“What in the…?”

He smiles as the towel floats around his back, working its way up the back of his neck. “Huh, I still have my magic, it seems.”

You tilt your head. “Magic?” He chuckles.

“Oh, do you not have magic here? Strange.”

“Strange?! You’re a dragon!” You laugh, though it’s less of a “haha” laugh and more of a “what the hell is going on” laugh. He starts laughing too.

“Well, I suppose if you’ve never seen something before, it’s bound to seem strange to you, isn’t it?”

You look at him, smiling a bit. It’s not a comfortable smile, to be sure. You feel a bit uneasy, like you’re seconds away from losing your balance. Like someone is watching over your shoulder.

“Do you… have a name?” you ask. He perks up at this question.

“How rude of me, I forgot my introductions! My name is Elusive.” He puts forth a claw. Gently, you take it in your hand. His claws are sharp and hard, like bone, but they are very gentle and smooth in your hand. He’s very cautious not to hurt you accidentally as he shakes your hand. His delicate handling of your hand eases your nerves a little bit.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Elusive.”

“Likewise, darling.” He smiles warmly at you, the towel wrapping around his head and hiding his purple mane from you. Looking closer, you realize that he’s shivering vigorously underneath the towel. You start to wonder if that affects his magic’s grip strength or something.

“Do you want help with that? You look really cold.”

He stops instantly, staring at you with bulging eyes. “You would dry me off? We’ve only just met! Though, I suppose it would be rather nice.”

“I… I guess I would.”

He smiles back at you, floating the towel over to your arm with his magic and bowing in front of you. “Go on, then.” He winks at you, smiling. “Dry me.”

Something about his tone of voice makes you shudder. Reflexively, your arms start searching for the long edge of the towel and unfolding it. “Where should I start?”

“Start with my face.” A gentle smile climbs over his muzzle.

You nod and kneel before him, putting the towel into place on his cheeks, gently rubbing them dry in the towel. He instinctively closes his eyes and sits down, letting out a little sigh of contentment as you playfully squish his cheeks between your hands.

His breath brushes across your face. It’s a bit humid, and very warm. It smells like some type of flower you can’t place. It makes you feel more at ease.

“Up behind my ears now,” Elusive says. Without even thinking about it, your arms move the towel over his head behind his ears. He sighs softly as you dig your fingers gently into the base of his right ear, then his left ear, back and forth. His head reflexively tilts to whichever side you work at, and he smiles widely.

“Sweet Celestia… That feels wonderful, darling.” A soft little moan escapes his lips. You blush.

“Does it?”

He nods. “Amazing. I’ll have to repay the favor sometime.” He opens his eyes, giggling at you softly, before stopping. “You’re blushing, darling.” His claw finds its way against your chest. It presses in, ever so gently, just enough that you can feel the claws gently brushing down your chest through your clothing. “Is something wrong?”

Your blush burns brighter as goosebumps cover your arms. You shake your head. “N-no, I’m fine.”

He smirks. “Good. Then you should be perfectly able to finish the job I gave you, don’t you think?” His eyebrows raise gently, as he lifts his flank up a little bit, gesturing the towel toward it.

“O-oh, of course, Elusive.” You nod and move behind him with the towel, running it down his back gently. He sighs softly, stretching his flank out toward you a bit. Some of his wet scales reflect the light from the ceiling.

You reach his tail, which makes it easier to just wrap the towel around it and drag it gently down its length. Elusive works with you, lifting his tail up gently so you don’t have to move as much to dry it.

Once you finish, you let out a breath and start folding up the towel.

“Oh, make sure you get underneath, too, darling,” he calls back to you with a gentle sing-song.

“Oh, uh... Yes, Elusive.” You stop folding the towel and reach underneath him. Pressing up against his backside, you lean over a little bit so that you can reach under. You can feel the heat from his body returning already, making you blush.

His tail is nearly as big as his body. It gently tucks itself out of the way as you press against him, curling up around your back and over your shoulder. When it reaches your neck, you can feel how smooth and firm the scales are, brushing up against your skin. It climbs further up the back of your head, sending a shudder down your spine as it starts stroking your head, back and forth. You feel a little weak in the knees, leaning a bit more against his backside to keep your balance with the towel in your hands.

Blushing harder, you run the towel down his belly, toward his hips. Your cheeks burn bright red as you graze past his shaft, before you move the towel around it instead, running it down his rear legs.

“Oh, goodness. You don’t think you’re going to simply skip that spot, do you?” You freeze, face redder than a tomato.

“Wh-what do you mean, Elusive?” He chuckles.

“Oh, I think you know perfectly well what I mean, darling.” He turns around, the towel falling to the side. Gently, he steps over to you, his face just inches from yours. The blush on your face burns bright. You can feel the warmth of his breath cross your neck as he leans into your ear with his muzzle, opening his lips slightly.

“Dry my shaft.”

His breath grazes across the rim of your ear. A cold shudder glides across your arms, forming goosebumps again.

“Y-yes, Elusive.” You don’t even think before saying that. Your lips just say it on their own. A pit forms in your stomach, growing like a tree taking root in the soil. But, strangely, it feels good, in some twisted sort of way.

He blushes a bit, backing off from your face. “Oh, goodness… Forgive me, darling. I got a bit carried away.” He chuckles softly. “I can see I’m making you nervous.” He looks at you, smiling sheepishly. “I suppose I am… dry enough.”

You nod, the pit in your stomach starting to shrink, but still lingering. “Th-thank you… I’ve just… never done something like that before. Much less with… a dragon.”

He nods, smiling gently at you. Something about his smile brings a gentle warmth into your stomach, pushing back that pit. “I suppose that would make it a bit intimidating. That’s perfectly fine. I am still quite cold, though.”

You sit down on your bed, looking at him while you scratch your chin. “Well, I could make you something warm to eat. Or drink. Actually, I have some hot chocolate packets sitting in a box somewhere around here. Would you like some?”

He nods, smiling softly at you, stepping toward the bed with the towel in his magical grasp. “That sounds lovely.”

You climb down from the bed, getting onto your hands and knees to dig into the boxes underneath. It takes you a minute to sort through the various snacks you have - candy, crackers, chips - before you find a small box filled with hot chocolate mix. You gently pull out a packet, standing up with it pinched between your fingers.

Elusive watches you intently as you grab a mug from the shelf and empty the mix into it. You grab a measuring cup from the shelf and carry it to the sink, filling it with warm water, before gently carrying it to the microwave and heating it up.

After a minute or so, you pull the water out of the microwave, careful not to burn yourself on the glass. You feel the steam against your face as you pour the water over the hot chocolate mix, stirring it in carefully with a metal spoon. The smell of chocolate fills your nostrils.

“There. All done.” You carry the mug over to Elusive, now sitting on your bed, who takes it in his magic and blows on it before taking a sip from the spoon. He leans back a little, sighing.

“Ah… Thank you. I feel warmer already.” He leans forward again and smiles at you. You can’t help but smile back. “Usually I prefer to drink… well, fancier beverages. But sometimes it’s nice to just enjoy something simple, don’t you think?”

“I’m a bit tired of simple, heh. I basically only eat in the cafeteria. The food’s not great. I guess the drinks are alright, though.” He nods and takes another sip.

You carefully sit down next to him, making sure to give him space. The only noise in the room is Elusive sipping on the hot chocolate. He smiles at you, a little bit of it leaving a trail on his muzzle.

You notice a gentle feeling on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you see that Elusive’s tail has wandered over to you, pressing against your lower back. It curls around your side, pulling you closer to Elusive. You don’t react in time, and you find your head leaning against Elusive’s shoulder. He chuckles, his tail curling up over your side and caressing your head gently. Your heart races, and your cheeks tingle.

“Elusive… What are you…?”

He smiles gently down at you. “You’ve done so much to make me feel comfortable, darling. Don’t you think you deserve to feel good, too?” The tingling turns to slight burning.

“Oh, um… I don’t know if I… um…” You look away, turning your head toward the floor to hide your blush. He giggles.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, darling.” He gently runs the end of his tail up to your cheek, rubbing it, before curling it under your chin and prodding your head upward. The weight of his bulky tail slides into place around you. “There’s no shame in letting someone pamper you.”

You look up at his face. It feels like you’re drowning in your own nerves, but he’s smiling at you, running his tail over the top of your head nice and slowly… “Just relax, okay?” Gently, you nod, as he smiles.

“Here, let me…” He gently floats the half-finished hot chocolate over to the counter, setting it where it won’t fall over. He turns to the side, facing you, before using his tail to spin you toward him. Sitting down like this, he’s taller than you by nearly a foot.

“You tell me if I make you uncomfortable, alright darling?” You nod, that pit back in your stomach. Gently, he reaches toward your face with his claws, holding your cheeks gently. They feel so warm, pressing against your face. You can’t help but close your eyes and tilt your head up toward him, letting out a soft sigh.

He giggles and starts running his gentle claws up and down your face, softly scratching you. One of his claws moves up to the top of your head, petting you gently. A soft moan escapes your lips.

“You love that, don’t you?” You nod softly, careful not to move your head too far. “That’s right, darling. You simply love this feeling, of being held and petted.”

His claws wander off to the side of your head, digging in gently behind your ears. You can’t help but gasp, tilting your head to the side to give him more room. The scratching gets a little faster, sending little pulses of pleasure through your head and body.

“Oh, darling, you’re absolutely precious!” His tail gently pulls you up against him, pressing your face into his chest, right against his muscles. They’re so sturdy and warm, pressed right up against your cheek, gently pushing your chin upward. Gently, his tail wraps up around your back, holding you in place. He’s so warm and strong.

A sigh escapes your lungs. You can feel his heart beating in his chest, firm and slow. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Each beat gently echoes through your head.

His gentle claw slowly works its way down the back of your head, running through your hair before running down your back, soft and loving. “That’s it,” he whispers into your ear, sending those gentle shudders through you again. “Just relax here, darling. I’ll take care of you tonight. Just let yourself feel all of the pleasure I give you.”

You let out a weak moan in response as he continues to caress you. The pit in your stomach has completely melted away. The nervous thoughts buzzing around in your head have left, letting you focus on his warm body, pressing against you.

You can feel him giggle in his chest as he pets you. “Such a good boy.” You shudder a little, taking in a little gasp. Something rises just a little in your pants, pressing up against Elusive’s belly.

His pets stop suddenly. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Blushing, you nod. He chuckles and resumes petting you. “Good boy!” You feel it growing a little bit more. He giggles again.

“It makes you feel good, doesn’t it?” he says, pressing his muzzle gently against your ear. You shudder as your member twitches in your pants, a blush filling your cheeks. “It makes you feel valuable… and wanted...” You sigh into his chest, closing your eyes and letting your penis get bigger. “It makes you all submissive and obedient, doesn’t it?” Your shudders grow stronger, your breath getting a bit heavy as you feel the pressure growing underneath. He giggles.

“You’re such a good boy, getting so aroused for me,” he says in soft, creamy voice.

You moan and shudder. “E-Elusive-”

“Oh, that won’t do. You will call me Master Elusive.”

You shudder, the erection growing. “Y-yes, Master Elusive.” Your heart is racing in your chest, pumping adrenaline into your bloodstream.

“Good boy!” He presses his body up against you a bit more, his soft scales pressing against your penis through your pants, pushing it up against your belly. You let out a little moan of surprise. “Now, what was it you were going to say?”

You can barely control your mouth, fully agape as you shudder with arousal, heart beating into your throat. “P-please…”

He chuckles. Gently, his claws push into your shoulders, forcing you to roll onto your back under him. He presses you into the mattress underneath him. You try to push back against him, but he’s so strong that you just shudder and get even harder, sinking into submission. His thighs feel especially powerful, pushing down on your legs with sheer muscle. He presses his muzzle up against your ear, using his full weight to pin you down. “You’ll have to speak up,” he whispers. You shudder.

“P-please fuck me…”

He presses his muzzle right in front of your eyes, running his claws down your sides. “You forgot something, darling.”

Your eyes widen, blushing. “I-I mean, uh, please fuck me, Master Elusive…”

He smiles. “Good boy.” His muzzle lowers onto your lips, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You let out a moan, muffled into his lips, as his tongue searches around your mouth, prodding at yours. It’s longer than you expected, managing to loop around your tongue and squeeze around it.

Gently, his claws reach your palms, pulling them up above your head before pinning them together at the wrists. You try to push back against them, but his claws are so strong. You gasp, struggling and getting hornier.

“Master-” you gasp in between kisses as he starts gently humping into your crotch. You can feel the hardness of the scales through your pants, as well as his throbbing shaft. Your blood pumps through you, racing to your penis.

Gently, Elusive pulls up from your kiss, looking you in the eyes. Your lips feel cold and empty without his. “Good boy,” he coos. “Off with the shirt,” he says, lifting his claws off your wrists. Immediately, you rush to take your shirt off, throwing it to the side. He smiles at you. “Good boy, so obedient for your Master.” You shudder, feeling your penis get harder as he climbs down your body.

His head at your belly, he takes the edge of your pants between his fangs, making a point of showing you just how sharp they are. His teeth slowly and dramatically peel your pants and underwear down. They snag on your penis, and you can feel his hot breath brushing the tip. You tremble with arousal as the heat builds up under your shaft. All you can think about is how desperately you want to be inside of him.

As he pulls your pants lower, your penis comes free, springing up to display itself for Elusive, the cool air of the room seeming to prod at it all on its own. You can’t help but repeatedly contract the muscles around it, twitching.

Finally, Elusive pulls your pants and underwear free of your feet and tosses them to the floor. Then, staring you directly in the eyes, his tongue slithers out of his muzzle, showing just how long it is, before planting itself firmly at your ankle. You shudder, feeling the warm, wet muscle on your body as he starts licking, slowly but surely, up your leg, leaving behind a trail of saliva where you feel the cool air.

He slows as he reaches your inner thigh. You feel his breath on your penis, but his tongue climbs so agonizingly slowly up, just inches away. You shake and gasp for air. “P-please, Master…”

He stops. You can feel the heat radiating from his tongue right under the base of your penis. He moves his lips just above your penis, slowly descending them so they surround it with heat and moisture, a millimeter away on all sides. As you lie there, twitching in desperation for him to close his lips around your penis, he stares at you. Then he pulls his mouth away. You shudder as the cool air of the room comes back in.

“Amazing, isn’t it darling? How easy it is…”

He crawls back up your body, pinning your arms back where they were with his claws and hovering his muzzle just a centimeter from your face. His chest is pressed up against yours, smooth and firm. You can feel the heat radiating from between his legs on the tip of your cock, so close but not quite touching. You’re shaking with need.

“...to get that little friend of yours so desperately aroused without even touching it...” He breathes his hot, steamy breath on your face. You shudder.

His cock hovers just barely above the tip of your penis, the girth and length nearly double that of your own. Your penis twitches repeatedly, trying to get an ounce of physical contact, but his cock seems to be just too far away. You gently start to thrust your hips, but you still can’t quite reach it, his thick, muscular thighs holding your legs down.

That sweet, intoxicating giggle of his fills your ears. “And you can’t even put how horny you are to words, can you? So fixated on my body, how much you want to feel my shaft, you can’t even think of the words to say to tell me what you want. Isn’t that right, darling?”

He presses his weight a little more into your wrists, pushing you further down into the bed. You nod, gasping as your cock grows harder. His cock gently rubs against yours, the smooth scales making you shudder.

“Oh, darling, I’m going to need you to say it.”

“Y-y-yes, Master!”

“Good boy.” He flips his body around and pulls your cock deep into his throat, sending you into a quivering mess of pleasure. His mouth is warm and tight around your cock as he bobs up and down on top of you, agonizingly slow. Your penis twitches, silently begging for him to move faster as his own cock dangles right in front of your mouth. He plunges it down into your lips, the girth filling your mouth as your tongue reflexively licks and pleasures it.

As you start to reflexively thrust back against him, you feel his tail coiling around your neck, caressing your cheek. His claws grab your ankles, forcing your legs apart. His tongue seems to tighten around your dick as he bobs faster and faster.

You feel him thrust his dick deeper into your mouth, trying to see how far it can go. Without even thinking about it, you give in, letting him toy with you, flooding your body and mind with submissive pleasure. The rhythm of his thrusting into your mouth speeds up. The weight of a dragon comes down on you, over and over, while his tongue massages your cock.

His scales rub against your legs, smooth individually but rough together. His claws dig in, just a little bit, to your ankles, careful not to cause any damage, but forceful enough to make you feel that rush of adrenaline. He thrusts harder into you, moaning into your cock.

“Moan for me, darling!” he commands in between his own. All at once, you start letting out all of those immense moans of pleasure you’ve been holding back, unable to control yourself as he thrusts harder, faster, putting all of his weight into your mouth, sucking faster and faster on your dick. “Good boy!”

His tongue pulls itself off your cock, licking down your thigh. Obediently, you spread your legs more, shuddering with pure pleasure. Cum starts to bubble up under your tip as you drown in the pleasure. He laps at your cock, back and forth with his long, warm tongue.

“M-Master, I think I’m going to cum,” you call out between your gasps and moans. He sucks harder, his mouth tightening and releasing, warm and wet, over and over around your cock.

“Good boy!” His tongue milks you the same as you milk him, coaxing the bubbling heat and pleasure up into the tip, gentle and aggressive all at once. His cock throbs in your mouth. You can feel it bubbling up right underneath the tip as he milks you, his weight spread across all of your body. His legs bounce up and down on top of you, his mouth pulling your tip with it as he milks you aggressively. It starts to reach a boiling point, as the cum reaches your tip.

“I’m cumming!” you shout for him, as he pumps his dick into you one last time, your penis erupting with cum and pleasure. It sends a shockwave of euphoria through you, shaking underneath Elusive’s weight. You keep thrusting, letting the pleasure explode out of you as Elusive sloppily licks your cock clean.

Elusive’s cock slams into your mouth a little bit longer, nearly choking you on the pleasure it gives you. He lets out moans and gasps against your cock. Finally, you feel his dick erupting in your mouth, while your heart rate slowly settles underneath him.

Sighing, he carefully lifts his weight off of you, rolling onto his back next to you. Your arms fall back to your sides as you look down at your wet crotch. You sigh, closing your eyes and falling back on the pillow.

“Master… that was-”

He interrupts you with a giggle. “Oh, no need for the title anymore.” You open your eyes just in time to see him planting a kiss on your cheek. “You did a wonderful job, darling. You can simply call me Elusive now.”

You blush, looking away.

“Unless you’d like to call me Master, of course.” You blush harder.

“M-maybe not… always, Master… but… I would.” He nods and kisses your forehead.

“I won’t stop you.” Gently, he pushes his arm underneath your neck, resting his claw at your shoulder. His other claw gently rests on your belly. You sigh, shifting a bit so the back of your head is lying against his chest.

He chuckles and moves him claw to start petting you. “Such a good boy.” The gentle claws stroking your head make you shudder and close your eyes.

“Master…” you sigh. You feel him smile against the top of your head.

Suddenly, the petting stops. In fact, Elusive’s entire body has frozen. Opening your eyes, you look up at him. “Elusive, is something wrong?”

He blushes. “Oh, it’s nothing… Just that…” He continues stroking your head gently.

“Well, darling, I made love to you before I even thought to ask your name!”
> Dragon Master Elusive - Female Reader
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The blank white screen stares at you. You can feel the white pixels burning into your retinas. Though your computer is set to automatically turn on night mode, it doesn’t really do much, other than tint the screen a bit orange.

Your shoulders ache. Hell, they’re practically screaming at you. You don’t have to carry nearly as much in your backpack in university than in high school, but it still weighs on you. You notice you’re slouching and lean back in the chair, stretching.

Lazily, you drag the mouse over to the bottom right corner of the screen until the taskbar pops up. 1:36 AM.

“God dammit.”

Clenching your fists in frustration, you throw your head down onto the desk. Not hard enough to do any damage, but hard enough to hurt, just a little. It doesn’t take very long before the strain on your neck forces you to lift your head up just a little bit to hold it in your hands, pressing into your temples with your fingers.

The neurons in your brain refuse to send signals to each other. You’ve been sitting here staring at this blank page, with your name in the top left corner, cursor blinking, for at least twenty minutes. Weight pulls down on your eyes, and on your shoulders. You swear you can feel your hair turning gray.

Leaning back in your chair again, you force your arms back as far as they can go over your back, counterbalancing with your legs stretching forward. You roll your arms a little, trying to get rid of that tension that never seems to leave your shoulders.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door. Your head reflexively jolts to the side, causing you to nearly fall off your chair as you flail to sit upright and stare at the door. Who the hell could be knocking at… 1:38 AM?

You hold your breath.

The knock comes again, and you let go of your breath, slumping in your chair. Fine.

You quickly turn off your computer and stand from the chair, pushing it back with your legs. If only the doors in this hall had peepholes. The one last year did.

Another knock, right as your hand reaches the door handle. For some reason, you’re shaking. Maybe someone ordered a pizza to my room by accident. And the delivery driver lives in this hall, so they let themselves in.

You sigh and turn the handle, slowly, letting the metal creak agonizingly as you pull the door gently open.

And behind the door is a dragon, standing on all fours.

He’s white, with purple hair and horns, and a pale blue splotch of scales on his underbelly. It moves up his front, across his chest, before tapering off into a point right at his neck. Behind him, a long, thick white tail curls up around his hind legs, which rest on the floor. He’s a bit plump, though maybe that’s just because he’s a dragon.

“Oh, thank goodness!” he says in a sing-songy kind of voice. “You wouldn’t believe how many doors I’ve knocked on before yours.”

“You’re… a dragon. What the… you’re a dragon!” He nods.

“I couldn’t believe it, either. I don’t know how it happened, to be completely honest. I woke up in this… form… under that big tree outside - I presume you know it?” You nod. “Well, anyway, I have no idea where I am.”

“Where you… are? Are you even from this planet? Are you some sort of… hologram, or something?” You reach your arms forward, pressing against his shoulder, but sure enough… he’s there. His scales are firm, but smooth. He shudders.

“O-oh, darling, do be careful. I’m not quite used to this body yet.” You look down at your feet.

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.” He looks at you with a gentle smile. You look back at him. “Though, I suppose if you want to make it up to me...”

You realize his hair is dripping wet. You noted the rain and snow earlier today, but forgot about it once you got back to your dorm. “Oh, yeah! Absolutely, you must be freezing! I can… Here, come in, I’ll get you a towel.”

“Thank you.” Nodding, you step to the side and hold the door for him. He cautiously stands up and walks through your door.

“I normally wouldn’t… barge in like this… but… well, outside being as cold and wet as it is, I figured shelter should come before trying to figure out how I got here. I was lucky someone opened the door and I was able to sneak in. I tried to get the door open myself, but… well, it was locked.” You nod at him.

“Yeah. You need an ID card from the school to get in. It has a little magnetic strip in it, I think.”

He looks up at you, tilting his head. “Huh.”

“Here, let me… grab a towel for you.” You slide open the closet door, reaching your arm up to the top shelf, where all of the towels are folded. They’re all the same plain gray color, but they get the job done. You probably haven’t even used half of them, since you just switch between the same two every time you wash one.

You grab one between your first two fingers, fiddling with it until you can get it to fall into your arms. “Finally.” You look at him and toss the towel to him.

Suddenly, a blue field forms around the towel, something like you’ve never seen before. If you had to compare it to something, you’d say it was like the aurora borealis, but it seems to be resonating from him. You stare in awe.

“What in the…?”

He smiles as the towel floats around his back, working its way up the back of his neck. “Huh, I still have my magic, it seems.”

You tilt your head. “Magic?” He chuckles.

“Oh, do you not have magic here? Strange.”

“Strange?! You’re a dragon!” You laugh, though it’s less of a “haha” laugh and more of a “what the hell is going on” laugh. He starts laughing too.

“Well, I suppose if you’ve never seen something before, it’s bound to seem strange to you, isn’t it?”

You look at him, smiling a bit. It’s not a comfortable smile, to be sure. You feel a bit uneasy, like you’re seconds away from losing your balance. Like someone is watching over your shoulder.

“Do you… have a name?” you ask. He perks up at this question.

“How rude of me, I forgot my introductions! My name is Elusive.” He puts forth a claw. Gently, you take it in your hand. His claws are sharp and hard, like bone, but they are very gentle and smooth in your hand. He’s very cautious not to hurt you accidentally as he shakes your hand. His delicate handling of your hand eases your nerves a little bit.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Elusive.”

“Likewise, darling.” He smiles warmly at you, the towel wrapping around his head and hiding his purple mane from you. Looking closer, you realize that he’s shivering vigorously underneath the towel. You start to wonder if that affects his magic’s grip strength or something.

“Do you want help with that? You look really cold.”

He stops instantly, staring at you with bulging eyes. “You would dry me off? We’ve only just met! Though, I suppose it would be rather nice.”

“I… I guess I would.”

He smiles back at you, floating the towel over to your arm with his magic and bowing in front of you. “Go on, then.” He winks at you, smiling. “Dry me.”

Something about his tone of voice makes you shudder. Reflexively, your arms start searching for the long edge of the towel and unfolding it. “Where should I start?”

“Start with my face.” A gentle smile climbs over his muzzle.

You nod and kneel before him, putting the towel into place on his cheeks, gently rubbing them dry in the towel. He instinctively closes his eyes and sits down, letting out a little sigh of contentment as you playfully squish his cheeks between your hands.

His breath brushes across your face. It’s a bit humid, and very warm. It smells like some type of flower you can’t place. It makes you feel more at ease.

“Up behind my ears now,” Elusive says. Without even thinking about it, your arms move the towel over his head behind his ears. He sighs softly as you dig your fingers gently into the base of his right ear, then his left ear, back and forth. His head reflexively tilts to whichever side you work at, and he smiles widely.

“Sweet Celestia… That feels wonderful, darling.” A soft little moan escapes his lips. You blush.

“Does it?”

He nods. “Amazing. I’ll have to repay the favor sometime.” He opens his eyes, giggling at you softly, before stopping. “You’re blushing, darling.” His claw finds its way against your chest. It presses in, ever so gently, just enough that you can feel the claws gently brushing down your chest through your clothing, between your breasts. “Is something wrong?”

Your blush burns brighter as goosebumps cover your arms. You shake your head. “N-no, I’m fine.”

He smirks. “Good. Then you should be perfectly able to finish the job I gave you, don’t you think?” His eyebrows raise gently, as he lifts his flank up a little bit, gesturing the towel toward it.

“O-oh, of course, Elusive.” You nod and move behind him with the towel, running it down his back gently. He sighs softly, stretching his flank out toward you a bit. Some of his wet scales reflect the light from the ceiling.

You reach his tail, which makes it easier to just wrap the towel around it and drag it gently down its length. Elusive works with you, lifting his tail up gently so you don’t have to move as much to dry it.

Once you finish, you let out a breath and start folding up the towel.

“Oh, make sure you get underneath, too, darling,” he calls back to you with a gentle sing-song.

“Oh, uh... Yes, Elusive.” You stop folding the towel and reach underneath him. Pressing up against his backside, you lean over a little bit so that you can reach under. You can feel the heat from his body returning already, making you blush.

His tail is nearly as big as his body. It gently tucks itself out of the way as you press against him, curling up around your back and over your shoulder. When it reaches your neck, you can feel how smooth and firm the scales are, brushing up against your skin. It climbs further up the back of your head, sending a shudder down your spine as it starts stroking your head, back and forth. You feel a little weak in the knees, leaning a bit more against his backside to keep your balance with the towel in your hands.

Blushing harder, you run the towel down his belly, toward his hips. Your cheeks burn bright red as you graze past his shaft, before you move the towel around it instead, running it down his rear legs.

“Oh, goodness. You don’t think you’re going to simply skip that spot, do you?” You freeze, face redder than a tomato.

“Wh-what do you mean, Elusive?” He chuckles.

“Oh, I think you know perfectly well what I mean, darling.” He turns around, the towel falling to the side. Gently, he steps over to you, his face just inches from yours. The blush on your face burns bright. You can feel the warmth of his breath cross your neck as he leans into your ear with his muzzle, opening his lips slightly.

“Dry my shaft.”

His breath grazes across the rim of your ear. A cold shudder glides across your arms, forming goosebumps again.

“Y-yes, Elusive.” You don’t even think before saying that. Your lips just say it on their own. A pit forms in your stomach, growing like a tree taking root in the soil. But, strangely, it feels good, in some twisted sort of way.

He blushes a bit, backing off from your face. “Oh, goodness… Forgive me, darling. I got a bit carried away.” He chuckles softly. “I can see I’m making you nervous.” He looks at you, smiling sheepishly. “I suppose I am… dry enough.”

You nod, the pit in your stomach starting to shrink, but still lingering. “Th-thank you… I’ve just… never done something like that before. Much less with… a dragon.”

He nods, smiling gently at you. Something about his smile brings a gentle warmth into your stomach, pushing back that pit. “I suppose that would make it a bit intimidating. That’s perfectly fine. I am still quite cold, though.”

You sit down on your bed, looking at him while you scratch your chin. “Well, I could make you something warm to eat. Or drink. Actually, I have some hot chocolate packets sitting in a box somewhere around here. Would you like some?”

He nods, smiling softly at you, stepping toward the bed with the towel in his magical grasp. “That sounds lovely.”

You climb down from the bed, getting onto your hands and knees to dig into the boxes underneath. It takes you a minute to sort through the various snacks you have - candy, crackers, chips - before you find a small box filled with hot chocolate mix. You gently pull out a packet, standing up with it pinched between your fingers.

Elusive watches you intently as you grab a mug from the shelf and empty the mix into it. You grab a measuring cup from the shelf and carry it to the sink, filling it with warm water, before gently carrying it to the microwave and heating it up.

After a minute or so, you pull the water out of the microwave, careful not to burn yourself on the glass. You feel the steam against your face as you pour the water over the hot chocolate mix, stirring it in carefully with a metal spoon. The smell of chocolate fills your nostrils.

“There. All done.” You carry the mug over to Elusive, now sitting on your bed, who takes it in his magic and blows on it before taking a sip from the spoon. He leans back a little, sighing.

“Ah… Thank you. I feel warmer already.” He leans forward again and smiles at you. You can’t help but smile back. “Usually I prefer to drink… well, fancier beverages. But sometimes it’s nice to just enjoy something simple, don’t you think?”

“I’m a bit tired of simple, heh. I basically only eat in the cafeteria. The food’s not great. I guess the drinks are alright, though.” He nods and takes another sip.

You carefully sit down next to him, making sure to give him space. The only noise in the room is Elusive sipping on the hot chocolate. He smiles at you, a little bit of it leaving a trail on his muzzle.

You notice a gentle feeling on your back. Looking over your shoulder, you see that Elusive’s tail has wandered over to you, pressing against your lower back. It curls around your side, pulling you closer to Elusive. You don’t react in time, and you find your head leaning against Elusive’s shoulder. He chuckles, his tail curling up over your side and caressing your head gently. Your heart races, and your cheeks tingle.

“Elusive… What are you…?”

He smiles gently down at you. “You’ve done so much to make me feel comfortable, darling. Don’t you think you deserve to feel good, too?” The tingling turns to slight burning.

“Oh, um… I don’t know if I… um…” You look away, turning your head toward the floor to hide your blush. He giggles.

“Oh, don’t be embarrassed, darling.” He gently runs the end of his tail up to your cheek, rubbing it, before curling it under your chin and prodding your head upward. The weight of his bulky tail slides into place around you. “There’s no shame in letting someone pamper you.”

You look up at his face. It feels like you’re drowning in your own nerves, but he’s smiling at you, running his tail over the top of your head nice and slowly… “Just relax, okay?” Gently, you nod, as he smiles.

“Here, let me…” He gently floats the half-finished hot chocolate over to the counter, setting it where it won’t fall over. He turns to the side, facing you, before using his tail to spin you toward him. Sitting down like this, he’s taller than you by nearly a foot.

“You tell me if I make you uncomfortable, alright darling?” You nod, that pit back in your stomach. Gently, he reaches toward your face with his claws, holding your cheeks gently. They feel so warm, pressing against your face. You can’t help but close your eyes and tilt your head up toward him, letting out a soft sigh.

He giggles and starts running his gentle claws up and down your face, softly scratching you. One of his claws moves up to the top of your head, petting you gently. A soft moan escapes your lips.

“You love that, don’t you?” You nod softly, careful not to move your head too far. “That’s right, darling. You simply love this feeling, of being held and petted.”

His claws wander off to the side of your head, digging in gently behind your ears. You can’t help but gasp, tilting your head to the side to give him more room. The scratching gets a little faster, sending little pulses of pleasure through your head and body.

“Oh, darling, you’re absolutely precious!” His tail gently pulls you up against him, pressing your face into his chest, right against his muscles. They’re so sturdy and warm, pressed right up against your cheek, gently pushing your chin upward. Gently, his tail wraps up around your back, holding you in place. He’s so warm and strong.

A sigh escapes your lungs. You can feel his heart beating in his chest, firm and slow. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Each beat gently echoes through your head.

His gentle claw slowly works its way down the back of your head, running through your hair before running down your back, soft and loving. “That’s it,” he whispers into your ear, sending those gentle shudders through you again. “Just relax here, darling. I’ll take care of you tonight. Just let yourself feel all of the pleasure I give you.”

You let out a weak moan in response as he continues to caress you. The pit in your stomach has completely melted away. The nervous thoughts buzzing around in your head have left, letting you focus on his warm body, pressing against you.

You can feel him giggle in his chest as she pets you. “Such a good girl.” You shudder a little, taking in a little gasp. Something hardens just a little in your bra, pressing up against Elusive’s chest.

His pets stop suddenly. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Blushing, you nod. He chuckles and resumes petting you. “Good girl!” You feel them harden a bit more, as moisture starts to build a bit lower. He giggles again.

“It makes you feel good, doesn’t it?” he says, pressing his muzzle gently against your ear. You shudder as your lips quiver in your pants, a blush filling your cheeks. “It makes you feel valuable… and wanted...” You sigh into his chest, closing your eyes and letting your vagina get wetter. “It makes you all submissive and obedient, doesn’t it?” Your shudders grow stronger, your breath getting a bit heavy as you feel your body get weaker and warmer. He giggles.

“You’re such a good girl, getting so aroused for me,” he says in soft, creamy voice.

You moan and shudder. “E-Elusive-”

“Oh, that won’t do. You will call me Master Elusive.”

You shudder, your nipples growing. “Y-yes, Master Elusive.” Your heart is racing in your chest, pumping adrenaline into your bloodstream.

“Good girl!” He presses his body up against you a bit more, his soft scales pressing against your lips and nipples through your clothes, pressing your breasts together. You let out a little moan of surprise. “Now, what was it you were going to say?”

You can barely control your mouth, fully agape as you shudder with arousal, heart beating into your throat. “P-please…”

He chuckles. Gently, his claws push into your shoulders, forcing you to roll onto your back under him. He presses you into the mattress underneath him. You try to push back against him, but he’s so strong that you just shudder and get even harder, sinking into submission. His thighs feel especially powerful, pushing down on your legs with sheer muscle. He presses his muzzle up against your ear, using his full weight to pin you down. “You’ll have to speak up,” he whispers. You shudder.

“P-please fuck me…”

He presses his muzzle right in front of your eyes, running his claws down your sides. “You forgot something, darling.”

Your eyes widen, blushing. “I-I mean, uh, please fuck me, Master Elusive…”

He smiles. “Good girl.” His muzzle lowers onto your lips, forcing his tongue into your mouth. You let out a moan, muffled into his lips, as his tongue searches around your mouth, prodding at yours. It’s longer than you expected, managing to loop around your tongue and squeeze around it.

Gently, his claws reach your palms, pulling them up above your head before pinning them together at the wrists. You try to push back against them, but his claws are so strong. You gasp, struggling and getting hornier.

“Master-” you gasp in between kisses as he starts gently humping into your crotch. You can feel the hardness of the scales through your pants, as well as his throbbing shaft. Your blood pumps through you, your lips begging for his touch.

Gently, Elusive pulls up from your kiss, looking you in the eyes. Your lips feel cold and empty without his. “Good girl,” he coos. “Off with the shirt,” he says, lifting his claws off your wrists. Immediately, you rush to take your shirt off, throwing it to the side. He smiles at you. “Good girl, so obedient for your Master.” You shudder, getting wetter as he climbs down your body.

His head at your belly, he takes the edge of your pants between his fangs, making a point of showing you just how sharp they are. His teeth slowly and dramatically peel your pants and underwear down. They stop just below your vagina, and you can feel his hot breath on it. You tremble with arousal as the heat builds up under your skin. All you can think about is how desperately you want him inside of you.

As he pulls your pants lower, your vagina feels the cold air of the room trying to push its way inside. You miss the warmth of Elusive’s breath, shaking your legs with anticipation.

Finally, Elusive pulls your pants and underwear free of your feet and tosses them to the floor. Then, staring you directly in the eyes, his tongue slithers out of his muzzle, showing just how long it is, before planting itself firmly at your belly. You shudder, feeling the warm, wet muscle on your body as he starts licking, slowly but surely, up your body, leaving behind a trail of saliva where you feel the cool air.

He slows as she reaches your breast, gently unbuckling and slipping your bra off. You feel his breath on your nipple, but his tongue climbs so agonizingly slowly up, just inches away. You shake and gasp for air. “P-please, Master…”

He stops. You can feel the heat radiating from his tongue right under the base of your nipple. He moves his lips just above it, slowly descending them so they surround it with heat and moisture, a millimeter away on all sides. As you lie there, twitching in desperation for him to close her lips around your nipple, he stares at you. Then he pulls her mouth away. You shudder as the cool air of the room comes back in.

“Amazing, isn’t it darling? How easy it is…”

He crawls up over your body, pinning your arms back where they were with his claws and hovering his muzzle just a centimeter from your face. His chest are pressed up against yours, smooth and firm. You can feel the heat radiating from between his legs against your pussy, so close but not quite touching. You’re shaking with need.

“...to get those little nipples of yours so desperately aroused without even touching them...” He breathes his hot, steamy breath on your face. You shudder.

His cock hovers just barely above your pussy, the girth and length overwhelming you just by looking at it. You twitch repeatedly, trying to get an ounce of physical contact, but his cock seems to be just too far away. You gently start to thrust your hips, but you still can’t quite reach it, his thick, muscular thighs holding your legs down.

That sweet, intoxicating giggle of his fills your ears. “And you can’t even put how horny you are to words, can you? So fixated on my body, how much you want to feel my shaft, you can’t even think of the words to say to tell me what you want. Isn’t that right, darling?”

He presses her weight a little more into your wrists, pushing you further down into the bed. You nod, gasping as your pussy grows wetter. His tip gently rubs against your lips, the smooth scales making you shudder.

“Oh, darling, I’m going to need you to say it.”

“Y-y-yes, Master!”

“Good girl.” He plunges into you, sending you into a quivering mess of pleasure. His cock is hard and scaly as it pushes inside. He thrusts back and forth on top of you, agonizingly slow as his scaly cock rubs against your insides. You twitch, silently begging for him to move faster. His muzzle closes around your lips, that tongue of his tightening around yours at the same time. You can feel the spit sloshing in your mouth.

As you start to reflexively thrust back against him, you feel his tail coiling around your ankles, forcing your legs further apart. His cock seems to flex as his tail tightens, pushing down harder and harder as he forces himself deeper into your pussy, rubbing your clit with his scaly dick.

You feel him sucking on your tongue, trying to pull it out of your mouth. Without even thinking about it, you give in, letting him toy with you, flooding your body and mind with submissive pleasure. The rhythm of him thrusting into you speeds up. The weight of a dragon plunges up and down on you, over and over, coaxing your pussy into submission.

His scales rub against your legs, smooth individually but rough together. His claws dig in, just a little bit, to your wrists, careful not to cause any damage, but forceful enough to make you feel that rush of adrenaline. He thrusts harder into you, moaning into the kiss.

“Moan for me, darling!” he commands in between his own. All at once, you start letting out all of those immense moans of pleasure you’ve been holding back, unable to control yourself as he moves harder, faster, putting all of her weight into your pussy, the rough scales rubbing against your flesh. “Good girl!”

His tongue pulls itself out of your mouth, licking up your neck. Obediently, you tilt your head up, shuddering with pure pleasure. You come closer to the edge of orgasm as you drown in the pleasure. He laps at your neck, back and forth with his long, warm tongue, as a bit of his cum starts to leak inside of you.

“M-Master, I think I’m almost done,” you call out between your gasps and moans. He puts more weight into your pussy, his penis throbbing with energy as he moans against you.

“Good girl!” His penis moves faster and faster, scales rubbing against your insides with more and more velocity, pulling you closer to that edge, gentle and aggressive all at once. You can feel the pleasure rising up right inside you as he tries to suck it out of you, his weight spread across all of your body. His legs ride up and down on top of yours, pulling your lips with his scales just a little. It starts to reach a boiling point as you feel yourself fall over the edge.

“Oh, Master!” you shout for him, as he pumps into you one last time, his pleasure erupting inside of you. It sends a wave of euphoria through you, drowning underneath Elusive’s weight. You keep grinding, letting yourself ride the wave of pleasure as Elusive shoots his cum inside of you, moaning and gasping.

Elusive’s cock fills your pussy a little bit longer, slowly coming down from his high. He lets out moans and gasps against your lips. You feel his body slow down, sighs escaping him lips, while you ride the wave of pleasure down slowly, your heart beating like a race car.

Sighing, he carefully lifts his weight off of you, rolling onto his back next to you. Your arms fall back to your sides as you look down at your crotch. You sigh, closing your eyes and falling back on the pillow.

“Master… that was-”

He interrupts you with a giggle. “Oh, no need for the title anymore.” You open your eyes just in time to see him planting a kiss on your cheek. “You did a wonderful job, darling. You can simply call me Elusive now.”

You blush, looking away.

“Unless you’d like to call me Master, of course.” You blush harder.

“M-maybe not… always, Master… but… I would.” He nods and kisses your forehead.

“I won’t stop you.” Gently, he pushes his arm underneath your neck, resting his claw at your shoulder. His other claw gently rests on your belly. You sigh, shifting a bit so the back of your head is lying against his chest.

He chuckles and moves him claw to start petting you. “Such a good girl.” The gentle claws stroking your head make you shudder and close your eyes.

“Master…” you sigh. You feel him smile against the top of your head.

Suddenly, the petting stops. In fact, Elusive’s entire body has frozen. Opening your eyes, you look up at him. “Elusive, is something wrong?”

He blushes. “Oh, it’s nothing… Just that…” He continues stroking your head gently.

“Well, darling, I made love to you before I even thought to ask your name!”