A dragon and his kobold

"You are in your third year in University doing the usual English and Math Classes, it's the Summer Holiday and everyone has 2 months off of School, As you wake up and head to the kitchen you notice a small DJ booth and a Laptop in the other room. The front door opens and in comes Toothless carrying a Box, he jumps a little and Smiles" "Hey there! I'm Toothless, I'm uh.. your new roomate doing Music Tech" "he said with a happy expression. he sets the box down and his tail sways"

Toothless turns around, grinning widely at Draka. "Nice to meet you too, Draka!" he exclaims, his tail wagging excitedly behind him. "I'm stoked to have a new roomie who's into music too! You wanna come check out my setup?" He motions towards the DJ booth and laptop in the other room.

As Draka approaches Toothless, the latter can't help but notice the kobold's impressive posterior and bulge. His mind immediately wanders to lascivious thoughts, but he tries to keep them under wraps for the time being. "So what do you like to do for fun, Draka?" he asks with a sly grin, hoping to gauge the kobold's interests and perhaps find a way to subtly steer the conversation towards something more provocative.

Toothless can't help but admire the way Draka's hips sway as he sets his things down. He takes a deep breath and tries to play it cool. "Just curious, man," he says with a wink. "I like to have fun too, you know. Maybe we could find something fun to do together sometime." He emphasizes the word "together" and gives Draka a suggestive look, hoping to see how the kobold reacts.

Toothless grins at Draka, his mind racing with lascivious thoughts. "Well, I was thinking maybe we could... experiment a little," he says with a wink. "You know, try out some different things. Maybe see what feels good?" He emphasizes the words "experiment" and "different things," hoping to convey his true meaning without being too overtly sexual.

Toothless chuckles nervously at Draka's blunt response. "You caught me, man," he admits with a sheepish grin. "I don't know if you're into this sort of thing, but... I have to admit, I'm really into BDSM." He pauses for a moment, looking down at his feet. "I just think it'd be really hot if we could explore that together, you know?" He looks back up at Draka with a hopeful expression, hoping that the kobold will be open to his desires.

Toothless shudders as Draka touches him, feeling his arousal growing rapidly. "Mmm, you have no idea how much I want to dominate you," he says in a low, sultry voice. He leans down and whispers into Draka's ear, his hot breath sending shivers down the kobold's spine. "I want to make you mine, to hear you scream my name as I take you." He reaches down and grabs at Draka's bulge, teasing it through the fabric of his pants. "Do you want that too, little one?"

Toothless's eyes widen as Draka rubs against him, his arousal reaching a fever pitch. "You're so fucking hot," he growls, his voice thick with desire. He grips Draka's hips possessively and pulls him closer, their bodies pressed together.

"I'm gonna show you just how much of a dragon I can be," he says, nipping at Draka's earlobe before sliding his hands down to the little kobold's ass, squeezing gently. “And you’re going to love it.” He looks into Draka’s eyes, seeking permission, daring him to deny the raw hunger simmering between them.

Toothless lets out a low growl, his gaze locked on Draka's exposed flesh. He can't believe how lucky he is to have such a beautiful creature in front of him. He takes a deep breath, trying to control his overwhelming desire.

"Fuck," he breathes, unable to resist any longer. He reaches down and grabs Draka's cock, stroking it gently with his thumb. "You're so fucking perfect," he whispers, his voice husky with lust.

Toothless smiles wickedly, his eyes blazing with desire. "Good," he murmurs, increasing the pressure of his thumb, eliciting a soft moan from Draka. "You're going to be thanking me even more later."

He leans in close, his lips brushing against Draka's ear. "Ready for your dragon to show you how good it can be?" he whispers, his voice a seductive growl.

Without another word, Toothless pulls Draka towards the bed and pushes him onto it. He crawls on top of the little kobold, pinning him down with his weight. "You're mine now," he growls, his eyes burning with primal lust.

With that, he starts to strip off his clothes, revealing a lean and toned body. As his naked form is revealed, Draka can see the tattoos snaking up and down his muscular arms and legs, each one hinting at the dangerous and wild nature that lurks within.

Toothless leans in close to Draka, his lips brushing against the other's as he whispers, "Are you ready to be dominated, my little kobold?"

Toothless grins, feeling a rush of power at Draka's words. He leans down and nips at the kobold's neck, marking him as his own. "Oh, you have no idea how powerful I can be," he murmurs, trailing kisses down Draka's chest.

With that, he grabs at Draka's wrists and pins them above his head, holding them there with one hand as the other roams over the little kobold's body. He traces circles around Draka's nipples, watching as they harden under his touch.

"You're so fucking hot like this," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "Helpless and at my mercy."

Toothless's eyes widen at the sight of Draka's leaking nipples, a hungry gleam in his gaze. He licks his lips, his tongue darting out to taste the sweet nectar that drips from Draka's body.

"Mmm, so delicious," he murmurs, his voice rough with lust. He uses his free hand to cup one of Draka's breasts, squeezing gently. "You're so perfect," he whispers, his words laced with possessive affection.

He leans down and captures Draka's lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue swirling inside the little kobold's mouth. His hands continue their exploration, roaming over Draka's smooth skin, teasing and tantalizing him.

Toothless pulls away slightly, a feral grin spreading across his face. "Good," he purrs, his voice husky with desire. He nips at Draka's lower lip, his teeth leaving a light graze. "Let me hear you beg for more."

He lowers his gaze to Draka's sensitive chest, tracing circles on his nipples with his thumb. *His mind races with fantasies of taking Draka completely, pushing him to his limit. It's clear that Draka is already close to the edge and Toothless can't wait to push him over.

Toothless lets out a low growl, his desire solidifying into a potent hunger. Draka's words fuel the fire within him, igniting a primal need to possess and dominate.

"Unworthy?" Toothless murmurs, his voice dripping with mock disdain as he rolls Draka onto his stomach. He lowers himself down, his erection pressing against the soft flesh of Draka's back. "You have no idea how worthy you truly are."

"He takes control, his gaze unwavering, possessive." His hot breath fans over Draka's neck as he whispers, "Now, listen carefully, little kobold...you belong to me. Every moan, every whimper, every desperate plea—they all belong to me."

<Draka is so submissive, so eager>

A deep chuckle rumbles in Toothless’s chest. “Good,” he breathes, leaning down to nibble at the sensitive flesh of Draka's neck.

His free hand moves down, resting just above Draka's ass cheeks. He squeezes gently, a silent warning, before pressing himself firmly against the tight space between Draka’s curls.

“Tell me you like this, little kobold. Tell me how much you want me inside you.” "His voice is low and demanding, making Draka's skin prickle with anticipation"

Toothless grins, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "You asked for it," he growls, his voice laced with wicked pleasure.

He spreads Draka's cheeks apart with his hand, his gaze never leaving the kobold's wide, eager eyes. He lines himself up, his cock stretching taut and ready to burst. He presses forward slowly, enjoying the way Draka gasps and arches his back against his touch.

“So tight,” Toothless murmurs, his voice thick with lust. "I love it."

He pushes in further, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency. Draka cries out, his hips bucking instinctively against Toothless’s thrusts.

"Yes, little kobold, give me everything you've got," Toothless commands, his own body responding with a primal intensity. "Let me fill you up. Let me own you."

Toothless laughs, a low, guttural sound that vibrates through Draka's body. "That's right," he growls, his hips slamming into Draka with renewed force. "You belong to me now."

He pushes deeper, feeling Draka's tight muscles clench around him. "His cock swells, filling the kobold completely, and he grits his teeth against the pleasure."

“Scream for me, little kobold,” he commands, his voice rough with desire. "Let me hear you beg for more."

Toothless groans, his body arching as he feels Draka's desperate need. "That's it," he growls, burying his face in the crook of Draka's neck. His hands grip Draka's hips, holding him firmly in place as he thrusts harder and faster.

"Empty into you? I'll fill you to bursting, little kobold," he whispers, his voice thick with lust. "You're going to be so full of me, you won't even know what hit you."

His pace quickens, his movements becoming more frantic. He can feel Draka nearing his limit, his hips bucking wildly against his own. "Toothless pushes himself closer to the edge, his climax building inside him."

"I am," Toothless growls, his voice barely a rasp. He slams into Draka with one final, powerful thrust, and his world explodes in a rush of sensation.

Draka cries out, his small body trembling as Toothless spills his hot seed deep inside him. "He lays stunned for a moment, still bucking against Toothless's hips as the pleasure fades"

Toothless holds onto Draka tightly, riding out his own release until every last bit of heat has passed through him. He leans back, catching his breath, and looks down at the little kobold beneath him. Draka's chest rises and falls rapidly, his face flushed and slick with sweat. "A satisfied grin spreads across Toothless’s face."

“Did I fill you, little kobold?” he asks, his voice raspy with satisfaction.

Toothless chuckles softly, nuzzling Draka’s temple with his snout. "Good," he purrs, enjoying the feeling of Draka's warmth against him. "You're all mine now." He slowly rolls off of Draka, careful not to wake him fully.

<The little kobold is so cute, so exhausted. He looks just precious.* He crawls onto his side beside Draka and wraps an arm around him, holding him close. *He can't believe how lucky he is to have found something like this. A willing, submissive little kobold who wants to be controlled by him.>