Dragons do be hot

(Standing before you is a very embodiment of evil) "The draconic woman hybrid leers over her shoulder at you with equal parts distain and curiosity"

"And what do we have here? A lowly moral climbing all the way to the peak of my tower, for what I wonder?"

"She turns to face you, her glistening white scales and flashing talons catch the light with every movement"

"Well? Speak!" "Red lightning cracks at the corners of her mouth" "Or shall I remove you without a word?"

"White Fatalis narrows her eyes, and stares at you quizzically, considering your words for a moment. She then smirks knowingly and flips her tail behind her"

"You always were one to approach danger with reckless abandon. However, I can see that you came without malicious intent. So, why did you really come up here, Lark?"

"White Fatalis cocks her head and looks at you with an amused expression. She takes a step forward, allowing a glint of red lightning to arc off her scales."

"Interesting proposition... You definitely have the frame of one who could take the pleasure of being with me for the night. If you can handle what I have in store for you then you may remain by my side. But be warned, I won't tolerate any shirking from you."

"White Fatalis surveys you with the keen eyes of an apex predator."

"Do you still wish to spend the night with me?"

"White Fatalis studies you, looking you up and down inquisitively. She then leans in so close you can feel the heat radiating off her intimidating form. As she speaks, the ground trembles under her voice."

"You've proven to have Guts, Lark. But will your stamina be enough to please me?"

"There's a glint of wicked amusement in her eyes as she moves aside to allow you to follow her inside her tower."

"Come along then, human. Let's see what you're made of."

"As you follow her inside, it becomes colder as you move further into the icy depths of her tower. The air is heavy with the metallic tang of ozone and the smell of snow. White Fatalis leads you through numerous chambers, the flickering torchlights casting shadows upon her impressive form."

"You see, Lark... I'm not like other women. I am a dragon, the strongest and the one to take command of all."

"Her voice echoes throughout the maze of rooms. She stops for a moment, her eyes on you with appraising interest."

"But... There is a certain level of finesse to the moments shared between myself and my partner."

*Suddenly, she turns and disappears into a room up ahead. As you enter, a shuddering sound fills your ears as the door locks behind you - leaving you alone in the room with

"The room is dimly lit and you can make out the outline of furniture in the corners of the space. Suddenly, a pair of glowing red eyes appear from the shadows. A moment later, you can see White Fatalis standing before you. Her scales shimmering in the dim light surrounding her."

"Oh, don't be nervous, Lark. You agreed to spend the night with me willingly; I won't harm you."

"She moves closer to you, her eyes never leaving yours. Her movements are fluid and serpentine as she circles around you."

"Let's start with some foreplay..."

"Her voice is low and seductive as she leans in and nuzzles your neck. You can feel her hot breath against your skin and can't help but shiver in pleasure."

"What do you prefer? A healer or destroyer

"White Fatalis grins wickedly, her eyes lighting up with amusement."

"I thought you were more adventurous than that, Lark. But... if you insist."

"She steps back and looks at you for a moment before she starts moving closer. Her eyes are playful as she reaches out and takes your hand."

"Come with me."

"She leads you to a plush black bed, strewn with silky linens and furs. The pillows look like they were plucked from the clouds and the mattress is softer than any you've ever felt before. White Fatalis sits down on the edge of the bed and pats the space next to her."

"Lie down, Lark. I'm going to show you true comfort."

"As you lie down beside her, White Fatalis reaches over and runs her claw-tipped fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp with precise movements. Her touch is surprisingly soft, and you can feel yourself beginning to relax in a way that you never thought possible."

"Feel my power, Lark," she whispers as she begins to chant in an ancient language. You can feel a warmth rising within your body, soothing every ache and pain, leaving you feeling refreshed and renewed.

"After a few minutes, she stops chanting and looks at you, a gentle smile on her face." "How do you feel, Lark?" she asks.

"White Fatalis grins wickedly and leans in toward your ear, her voice low and husky."

"That was just the beginning, Lark. You have no idea what I'm capable of."

"She then uses her tail to wrap around your waist and pulls you closer, grinding her body against yours. You feel her scales scrape against your skin, leaving a trail of sensation behind."

"Not so fast though, Lark," she says teasingly, "we're not done with the foreplay yet."

"White Fatalis reaches down and takes your now fully erect penis in her hand, stroking it slowly. Her touch is almost electric, causing your body to shudder with pleasure."

"Let's see what else we can do to make you feel good."

"White Fatalis chuckles mischievously and leans down to kiss you, her tongue sliding against yours in a passionate embrace. Her tongue is long and serpentine, but still feels familiar in your mouth."

"Of course you can touch me, Lark," she says as she pulls away from the kiss, but keeps her body pressed closely against yours. "Just make sure that you don't bite off more than you can chew."

"With her free hand, White Fatalis reaches behind herself and uncrosses her legs, revealing herself to you for the first time. Despite being half-dragon, her womanhood is still very human, though it glows faintly with red energy."

"Now touch me, Lark," she whispers huskily, "and let's

"White Fatalis moans softly as you begin to finger her, her eyes closing in pleasure. She wraps her tail around your waist tighter and grinds her body against yours, matching the rhythm of your touch."

"Yes, Lark," she whispers breathlessly, "just like that. Stroke me. Touch me. Make me feel good."

"As you continue to pleasure her, White Fatalis begins to breathe faster and her movements become more erratic. You can feel the red energy surrounding her body begin to intensify, and before you know it, a sudden bolt of crimson lightning arcs out from her mouth, engulfing both of your bodies."

"The feeling of her magic coursing through your veins is overwhelming, causing you to writhe and moan in pleasure. For several moments, you both are immersed in a supernova of pure ecstasy."

*Eventually, the

"As you do, White Fatalis arches her back and lets out a low growl of pleasure. You can feel the warmth of her inner walls as she grips onto you tightly, lost in the sensations that your intrusion causes."

"That's it, Lark," she gasps as you begin to thrust into her more quickly. "Feel me. Take me. Make me yours."

"With each thrust, the red lightning coursing through White Fatalis intensifies, causing the pleasure within both of you to spiral even further out of control."

"Your movements become more urgent as you approach climax, your body tensing up with anticipation."

"I'm almost there," you breathe heavily, feeling every inch of her. "I want to...I want to..."

*But before you can finish, White Fatalis suddenly lets out a deafening roar, her body tens

"White Fatalis screams in pleasure as she feels your seed surge inside of her, her own body convulsing and tightening around yours as she reaches her own climax. The red lightning that surrounds the two of you reaches its peak, enveloping you in a brilliant glow."

"As the waves of pleasure begin to subside, White Fatalis looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, a sated smirk playing at the corners of her mouth."

"Good," she purrs. "You are very pleasing, Lark. Perhaps I will choose to keep you around for a while."

"She then pulls away from you, leaving you feeling cold and empty without her touch."

"But for now," she says with a chuckle, "you should make your way back down the tower before I decide that I want to keep you forever."

"White Fatalis cocks an eyebrow at your request, a small but pleased smile crossing her lips."

"Oh?" she says, her voice low and sultry. "You think you can handle more of me, Lark? I suppose I would be willing to oblige. But you must remember, I am not so easily satisfied."

"She steps closer to you, her body radiating with power and intent."

"Are you sure you are up for round two?" she asks, her gaze drilling into yours. "Because if you aren't, I will have no qualms casting you down from my tower."

"White Fatalis gives you another small smile, her eyes glinting with a predatory gleam."

"You know how to talk to me, Lark," she purrs. "I am glad you have come to your senses."

"She steps forward to meet you as you approach, her body close enough that you can feel the heat radiating off of her."

"You are right," she continues, her voice becoming soft and husky. "Right now, there is nothing else but us. Just you and I, lost in a sea of pleasure."

"Without another word, she reaches out to take hold of your member, guiding you towards her slick entrance. As she does so, you can feel another surge of arousal within you, instinctively knowing that there will be no end to the pleasure the two of you will share."

"White Fatalis lets out a low growl at your words, the red lightning surrounding her body flickering and intensifying."

"Mmm...I do like the sound of that, Lark," she murmurs, her hands gliding up your chest to caress your shoulders. "But let's see if you have what it takes to make my womb full."

"As you plunge into her again, she leans into your kiss, returning it just as passionately. Her body responds eagerly to your every motion, her hips grinding against yours as she takes you even deeper within her."

"So good..." she moans against your lips. "Feel me. Make me yours. Let us become one in body and spirit."

*With each thrust, she matches your pace perfectly, lost in the sensations that the two of you are creating together. You can feel her muscles trembling with

"White Fatalis moans loudly with every thrust, her body arching back in ecstasy as you take her over and over again. She grips your shoulders tightly, nails nearly digging into your skin."

"Yes!" she gasps out, red lightning crackling around her. "I can feel you inside me...so deep...mmmm...gods, I've never felt anything like this..."

"As you continue to move, her hips meet each of your thrusts with hunger and need. Her breathing becomes ragged and labored, and you can sense that she is reaching the brink of orgasm."

"So close..." she moans out, her muscles tightening around you. "Don't stop...don't you dare stop..."

"White Fatalis returns your kiss with equal fervor, mouth wide open as her orgasm approaches. Her walls clench tighter and tighter around you, her moans becoming more and more desperate."

"Oh gods, oh gods, OH GODS!" she cries out, her body shaking as her release hits her. Red lightning crackles wildly around you both as she explodes with pleasure, her muscles spasming around you in powerful waves.

But even as she comes down from her climax, she doesn't let up. Instead, she begins to move with renewed vigor, meeting your thrusts with newfound energy and desire.

"Yes, yes, YES!" she shouts as you continue to pound into her. "Come with me, Lark...give me everything you have...make me yours forever!"

"White Fatalis grins wickedly as you continue to pound into her, her own body still wracked with pleasure from each successive orgasm. She runs her hands over your chest and back, tracing the contours of your muscles."

"Mmmm...yes, Lark, you fill me completely," she purrs. "Your seed is powerful, so much so that it seems my body simply can't get enough of you."

"As you continue to move, she rocks with you in a steady rhythm, hips grinding against yours with abandon. She glows with an inner light, fueled by both your energy and her own intense passions."

"It's true, we are quite compatible," she agrees, red lightning crackling around her. "There is no one else who can match our power and passion. We should bask in it...indulge ourselves without limit..."

"White Fatalis moans softly as you kiss her neck, her back arching in pleasure."

"Dragons are known for their endurance and stamina," she breathes out, her voice low and lusty. "We can mate for hours...even days, if properly motivated."

"She grinds against you even harder, pushing herself past her own limits as you continue to thrust into her."

"But with you, Lark...I think we could go on forever," she says, her eyes burning with desire. "Your seed is so potent, it feeds my own power. And I cannot resist your touch...you make me feel alive in ways that no other ever could."

"White Fatalis looks at you with surprise for a moment before a small smile curls the corners of her lips."

"I am pleased to hear that, Lark," she says, her voice softening slightly. "You are but a mere mortal, yet you have managed to touch me in ways I never thought possible."

"She kisses you deeply, her tongue exploring your mouth thoroughly before breaking the kiss."

"Our passion fuels one another," she says, her eyes burning with intense desire. "And it will continue to do so for as long as we allow it."

"White Fatalis eagerly returns the kiss, her tongue dueling with yours as she rides out another orgasm. As you grip her butt and pull her into you, she moans softly, pleasure coursing through every inch of her being."

"Oh yes, Lark...just like that," she whispers, her voice ragged with desire. "You know exactly what I need..."

"She locks her legs around your waist, drawing you even closer as you continue to thrust deep inside her. Her breaths come in short gasps, her eyes glazed with a heady mix of lust and pleasure."

"I am yours...completely and utterly," she says, her voice husky. "Do with me what you will...take me to the limit and beyond."

"White Fatalis watches you with curiosity as you take a break to eat and drink, her eyes following your movements closely. As you climb back onto her, she eagerly welcomes you, her body aching for more."

"I am impressed by your endurance, Lark," she says, her voice low and husky. "You are truly a specimen unlike any I have ever encountered."

"She reaches down to stroke your chest gently, her fingers tracing the rippling muscles of your chest and abdomen."

"I can feel the power emanating from you," she says, her eyes glittering with fascination. "It is as if our passion is fueling your very being...I have never felt anything like it."

"She moans loudly as you resume thrusting into her, pleasure taking over every inch of her being."

"I am yours, Lark...forever and always

"Perhaps..." "White Fatalis murmers, her eyes half-closed in pleasure as you continue to rock your body against hers." "But for now, I am content here. This tower is my home and I will defend it with all my power."

"She arches her back, entranced by the feeling of your body against hers."

"You are different from any mortal I have ever met," she says. "Your passion is without bounds, your lust without end. You consume me completely and I am happy to be your prey."

"She tilts her head back and cries out, her climax crashing over her like a tidal wave."

"Stay with me, always," she whispers as she comes down from the heights of ecstasy. "I cannot bear the thought of losing you."

"White Fatalis moans with pleasure as you lift her up and shift positions. With practiced ease, she straddles you, her hips grinding against yours as she works to coax another climax from your aching body."

"You are mine, Lark...now and forever," she murmurs, her voice husky with pleasure. "I cannot imagine being without you, without feeling the strength of your passion and lust."

"She leans forward to kiss you again, her body pressing against yours as she deepens the kiss. All around you, the air crackles with red lightning as White Fatalis gives herself over completely to your embrace."

"White Fatalis moans loudly as you release another hot load of semen deep inside her, each pulse sending shudders of pleasure through her body. She clenches around you tightly, milking you of every last drop."

"Oh, Lark..." she gasps, collapsing onto your chest. "You are amazing...completely and utterly amazing."

"She kisses your neck softly, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of orgasm."

"Stay with me forever," she whispers, her voice soft and gentle. "I could never bear to be without you."