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The Rise of a Dragon Rider [ hellsangel x SnakeOfSeduction ]

It amused Azar, for her to be so openly spoken about just because she was naked. It was natural, in her mind, for her not to be wearing clothing, and the few that came up to speak to her about it with disgust in their eyes only got calm remarks in return. To the woman who asked if she was ashamed, she asked in return why she should be ashamed when this was her natural state. Why should she care what others thought? Their eyes were for them to control, not her.

She ignored most of the calls, unless something truly interested her. The third inn seemed decent enough, and they didn't kick her out, so she paid a decent amount for a few nights, and she'd pay more if she needed more time here, which she knew she would.

She took jobs at the guild, taking any she could get her hands on but preferring the ones that included some sort of fight. She wasn't a warrior for nothing, after all. She declined the offers of all and any groups. Those higher than her clearly wanted to have fun, and those beneath her likely did too, but they had the extra disadvantage of dragging her in the dirt with them. So she continued on her own, and often surprised the guild when she'd return, covered in blood and various other fluids, grinning like a madwoman.

But whenever the roars echoed down the mountains, she could be found staring up at it. Logan was up there, and she itched to go to him. He sounded like he was in pain, but she honestly didn't know what could be causing it. But she couldn't go to him. He'd told her he'd come to her if he needed her, and she had to obey. She didn't want to upset him by disobeying, especially if he was just missing her.

Instead, she buried herself in her work. She took on more and more dangerous jobs, returning to the guild with cuts and bruises, and cum drooling down her legs, but a fierce gleam to her eye. She didn't stop, didn't falter, and ignored anyone who tried to slip into her bed.
 
As Azar continued with her success and gained another rank afterwards, becoming a C class adventurer as a mid level, the guild had an opening request. There were human bandits out in the forest where they have harassed the caravans constantly, reducing the supplies coming into the town. "You should go out in a team for this," the guild clerk told Azar when she had come back with another kill request completed. It suggested a team of six as the bandits were many and well hidden.

The details in this were that they not only raided supplies but they have been known to kidnap women and traffic them as slaves. They truly were men undeserving to live.

It was then a big party came up behind Azar. A large warrior clasped his hand on azars shoulder. "Are you looking to do this quest? Why don't you give up the lone wolf act and join us? We can deal with them together," he said in his gruff voice. He sounded very sincere but the moment Azar turned around his eyes would drop down to her dangling breasts.

Another loud roar echoed from the mountain and the group looked in that direction instinctively. The roar though should trigger some drops of milk from her nipples though as they have not been properly tended to for these days by Logan's manly hands. "What is that roar? Someone should really go and out that miserable beast out of its misery," that same man said, not knowing that miserable beast was azars lover and master, his hand still on her shoulder
 
Azar was about to tell the guild clerk that she would be fine alone, as she took the request off his hands, but she stiffened when a large, warm hand settled upon her bare shoulder. Wondering who had dared to lay a hand on her, she turned around as he spoke, and her eyes narrowed when his own fell to her plump breasts. They'd been aching lately, but she hadn't released much milk, just in case Logan came for her. She knew he'd like them full.

She bit at her lip as she heard another roar, her pussy drooling from instinct as she felt warm milk dripping from her breasts. That Dragon could drive her mad from miles up a mountain. As soon as the man mentioned putting Logan down, her face warped into a snarl, and one of her daggers was swiftly at his throat. She wasn't taking threats to her lover lightly.

"Touch him, and I'll gut you where you stand." She threatened fiercely. She didn't care how many his party were, she'd take them out if they went anywhere near Logan. Of course, she knew her Dragon could take them, but he did sound pained, and she didn't know the reason. She shook her head sharply, and turned her back on the man, returning her gaze to the clerk.

"I'll take the request. By myself."
 
The man who was so strong with his proud muscles was sweating as she brought the blade to his throat. "Him? You know what that is?" He said but did not get an answer as Azar turned away and took the request.

"By herself? She's insane? Then again she is always walking nude, so she probably is already insane," came the whispers. The man however wasn't going to take it quietly from how Azar threatened him. They would plan their revenge, even if it's against guild rules of no infighting.

In the forest, it is vast and full of hiding places. It's now a question of how Azar could go find them. There was a caravan already on the way in, a perfect opportunity for her as it's a ripe target for bandits. It was then the bandits would come charging out and attacking the guards. It left an opening that Azar could sneak in and become a capture target for them, to let them bring her to their hideout .
 
It pleased Azar to know she'd unnerved him, but she didn't answer his question. She couldn't really admit that she was loved by a Dragon, who kept calling out from the top of the mountain. After all, she could hear the whispers already, calling her insane for taking the job alone, for walking about naked. She loved how unnerved people became around her, like she was a freak of nature.

Determined to prove her worth, that she could do this alone, she set out as soon as she could, once she had everything she needed. She studied the roads, but found nothing, and yet the caravan that trundled along gave her a perfect opportunity. As the bandits lashed out at the guards, Azar slipped in, trying to fight like she was bad at it, knowing this wasn't all of the bandits. She needed to find out where they were based.

They seemed all too eager to drag her into ropes and steal her weapons. She squirmed as they rummaged through her bags, blushing when they jeered, clearly finding the thick dildo. Clearly they wished to use it on her, but they dragged her to their leader first.
 
Seeing that Azar was seemingly a weaker warrior, they didn't see her as a threat, that she was insanely naked and almost like begging to be fucked on the spot. Her hot body though was to be a tribute by this groups lieutenant as they bound her arms and legs together. But he still got a taste of her as his filthy hands reached down and shoved his fingers up into her pussy while they rode a small wagon to traverse part of the woods.

"Check it out. Bitch is already wet. She's just a whore playing with a sword in the end," the leader here said as he enjoyed what moans Azar would make. Of course he couldn't make her cum when they needed to get off and start walking. " You want this?" The leader would say as he took his pussy juice covered hands to take her unusually hot dildo and waved it around. He then cruelly tossed it away into the forest, the very toy Logan gave her in place of him to use at night for herself. He wouldn't think much of it but no doubt he is on her 'die slowly' list.

The camp was well hidden with a cave entrance and a mountain base that covered it. "Boss, we're back. We got a present for you," he called dout as he dragged Azar into the cave while untying her legs. She would be made to walk in like a slave, so many filthy vagabonds enjoying the stolen riches, some female slaves kept around for amusement.

The bandit lord was waiting in his large cavern room, given the finest of furs and treasures. He was also a large man with the muscles to swing a great axe. "Leave us. Go take half the gold as a reward from today's capture," he said to his man and soon Azar was alone with this lord. He may have a large cock beneath those leather fur pants but he still wouldn't compare to Logan.

'remember a man is most vulnerable in the middle of procreation,' would be the lesson that should remind Azar. No matter how muscled he is and how strong, he would lower his guard and weapons when he thinks he's won and dominating right on top of her in sex, and if she was a weak willed woman who let him win.
 
Azar made a show of squirming and kicking as they tied her up, whimpering when they touched her. She snarled when one shoved his fingers into her pussy, undoubtedly feeling how wet she was, though she knew she as aroused due to Logan, not because of these men. But if it helped them believe she was a good prize, then she wouldn't correct them. She gave a shuddering moan as he played with her, though she was truly bored with what he was doing.

What did get a reaction from her was the moment he chucked the dildo into the forest. Logan had given it to her, and already it had been used in place of her Dragon more than once. She jolted, angry and upset, but she let the former rule her mind whilst the latter showed on her face. He was certainly on her list for those that would die slowly, just for that mistake alone, even if he hadn't shoved his fingers into her.

She stumbled along as they led her into a cave. With her legs free it was still hard to walk with them shoving her forward, soon leaving her alone with their leader. He was a large man, but he wouldn't ever compare to Logan. She knew what the man would want, and she was prepared to give it to him, but her eyes were already searching for a way to cut his throat. If not, she could always use her bare hands, but he'd undoubtedly see her looking as panic, searching for a way out.
 
"what's the matter little girl? You handled a sword so we'll. I'll show you my own sword," he said as he dropped his pants and showed off his own perverted cock. He was bigger than the average man but he also was the type that hadn't bathed for a long while and his body odor was made stronger as he dropped his pants. He hadn't yet untied her hands but forced her down onto her knees. "Go on. Smell it. It smells great doesn't it? Now suck it hard bitch," he said as he forced his cock against her face, forcing her to rub her face against his unclean cock and his rough pubic hair that rubbed against her cheek and face. He would the force her to shove her mouth onto his cock and started face fucking her, making loud grunts as he took pleasure for himself. Were those eyes looking in panic or defiance as he stared down at her. He didn't care as 'he' was in control now over her. He clutched her head tightly as he would feel himself getting close to orgasm. He was moaning more and more like a pig though as he enjoyed himself with Azar until he would shove into her mouth, his cock giving some spasms to dump his stinky human seed down her throat. He lacked such volume and strength from Logan as he blew in her mouth before pulling out.

He would shove Azar next onto his fur bed and made her go doggy style. He took a knife close by and cut the rope off her hands and set it aside on the wooden bed table next to the bed and shoved his hardened cock back into her pussy. She should tell he's one of those types that could get hard again quickly and enjoyed giving her suffering and pain as he raped her pussy. "Come on. Shout out that you like my cock," he said to her, wanting to enjoy the fearful cries of pain and that hint of pleasure he could give to her as he would slowly turn her onto her backside to enjoy the terror in her eyes, his mouth leaning down to give her that disgusting sloppy kiss while his cock tried to dig deep inside her pussy that she could hardly tighten around. He was getting close to orgasm yet again but not even close to triggering hers and he might only have one more round after this, far short of what Logan could do.
 
Azar really wasn't impressed by his 'sword' at all. She'd seen bigger on a goblin, though that had been just as gross, and neither compared to the majestic cock of her Dragon. She yelped as she landed on her knees, whimpering for the effect, and she did as she was told. She gagged at the taste, but that just helped his eagerness to fuck her face. Cum drooled from her mouth as he finally pulled back, unwilling to swallow even if she'd had to swallow some when it had shot down her throat. It tasted nowhere near as good as thick Dragon cum, and she was rather glad there wasn't as much of it.

She squirmed as he pinned her down, but her eyes watched the knife. It was within reach, she noted as he slammed into her, hoping she had a chance to grab it before he came again. Whilst Logan had given her permission, she'd much rather the gross man didn't manage. She grabbed the knife just as he turned her around, and slammed it right up through his jaw, up into his skull, "How about you die quietly?" She spat, with him still buried inside of her.
 
The bandit lord saw it coming as his death just there. For such a little slave girl he had, she was so strong that he gagged and gurgled in his blood. His body stiffened tightly as he shook and spasmed, his cock suddenly giving a weak orgasm as a death response. It wasn't much and Azar should easily scoop most of it out. The bandit lord would breathe his last and fall right down on her on top of her.

When Azar could push the man off of her and stand up, a new presence was in the room, someone standing in the dark corner. She should sense a malice for a moment before it turned lustful and he came charging right at her. His hands grabbed at hers and pushed both of them back into the bed..her strength was no match for this man but his mouth was skillfully familiar. His breathing was loud and hot, his hands dominated her as he moved over to her breasts and squeezed her tits that erupted her mouth.

"Azar," came that familiar moan as she should now recognize. Her logan was here and he was taking her so suddenly with desperation. He was already naked and spooning his long hard cock against her. "Your smell, I want it. I want to taste you," he said as if hypnotized by her smell and taste. Should she touch him, she would find him already so sweaty, but also various skin scars along his strong body. As if not wanting her to touch them there, his hand would shove her hand down to make her hold his cock as he squeezed and sucked her tits to take the milk stored in there
 
Blood splattered on Azar's bare skin as she felt him orgasm weakly. Pushing him off, hearing the thump of his body hitting the floor, she took a moment to breathe before she sat up. Unaware of the presence for a moment, she spent a moment scooping the cum from her pussy with a grimace, and wiping blood from her face with her arm, smearing it. Standing, she glanced at the bandit lord before she realised she wasn't alone.

Her head tilted upward, finding the source in a dark corner. She held her blade tightly, and she squealed as he came charging at her, making her drop the blade in his eagerness. She squirmed, panicked, finding him stronger than her, much stronger. This wasn't a game for her any longer. This was a threat. But then his lips locked with hers, and she frowned at the familiarity of it, trying to see his face as he squeezed her tits, making her give a needy cry as milk poured over his hands.

As soon as he spoke her name, she melted. Logan. Her Dragon was here, and she spread her legs willingly for him, nodding her head as he seemed focused on her, on what he wanted, "P-Please...' She begged, wishing he'd claim her. She brushed her hand down his chest, frowning when she noticed a new scar, but his hand shoved her fingers to his cock. Understanding, she rubbed him slowly, moaning as he suckled on her breasts, releasing milk into his mouth, "O-Oh..." She moaned.
 
The scars would appear like patches on his body but he didn't let her have time to pay any mind to them as he jumped alongside her hand as she jerked him off. His cock grew in size and heat, becoming ready for a good ravaging. Logan sucked and squeezed both tits, wasting some milk but drinking up more. He would then lean up and kissed Azar and shared her breast milk with her in those kisses. Finally he moved his cock with his hips along and pressed his hardened tip to her pussy, her legs already spread by her own volition. He then plowed into her eager pussy, fucking her hard that made the fur bed rock and creak. He wouldn't know how sex hungry she was but it was pure Bliss and fed his hunger well as he fucked her hard to make her cry out.

"Did you let your pussy taste any cock?" He whispered seductively in her ear as he would pull on her nipples to punish her and then held her hands above her head like she is his prisoner, willing in that aspect. He would listen to her if she let monsters have sex with her if it's part of the job but felt it important that she obeyed him when she cleaned her pussy as best she can to save it's cleanliness for Logan. He would pull out to then fuck her Doggystyle with her arms pulled behind her like a reign. His cock was shoving balls deep, her body slapping into his with every thrust.

"Boss, you're rocking hard aren't you? Save some pussy for us," came a call as some.men came in to see Logan plowing into Azar in her sexy glory. They then were shocked at the dead boss And another man who seemed like a ruffian like them 'raping' Azar as she was the one with some blood on her body. He must be fucking her to punish her for killing their boss. "Fuck that bitch. She killed the boss. Pound her to death," came the chants as they longed for their turn, dropping their weapons to take their cocks out, wanting a turn with her and not knowing that Logan wasn't one of them. All they cared now was to kill the bitch and what better way than to be fucked to death by dozens of men.
 
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Azar shivered as she felt his cock swelling against her palm. She'd missed him so much, and it was clear to her that he'd missed her greatly too, if his hungry suckling on her swollen breasts was any indication. She panted as he drank, moaning into his mouth once he seemed finished, tasting her own sweet milk on his lips. They didn't need words of greeting, not really, and the feeling of his cock pushing into her was more than enough to tell her what she needed to know. She moaned, head tilting back as he powered into her, holding onto the bed sheets as she cried out in want.

She moaned lowly, trembling, "S-Some... N-Nothing as perfect as you though..." She gasped, "N-Nothing I enjoyed..." She added, bucking her hips as he pulled her nipples as a punishment. She assured him, through staggered breaths, that she made sure she was clean every time, that he was the only one she'd really enjoyed. For that, he moved her, and she clawed at the sheets as he pulled her arms back to slam balls deep into her.

She wasn't aware of their audience until one called out, and she realised that they thought her Dragon was punishing her for her crimes. She moaned, wanting her partner, amused by the others reactions as they seemed to want a turn. She knew Logan would have his claim, though she didn't know whether he'd sort the men out, or leave her to it.
 
Logan heard the men cheering them on and he leaned in close to her. His cock was plowing much harder into Azar, making her cry out more in pleasure. "Oh little Azar. You have an audience. Give them what they want to hear," he whispered, wanting her to roleplay that he is raping her instead of making love to her. His hands reached down to milk her tits while letting her arms go. The sex was getting louder, harder, his cock feeling Azar cum again then again while the crowd watched on. Their dicks were being jerked faster with a few giving off some quick shots.

"Where do you want it?" He whispered to her. As it's a show for the bandits, he wanted Azar to say the opposite of what she really meant. If she begged him not to cum inside her, Logan would pound her hard until he would shove inside her pussy, his cock giving the very thick cream her pussy hadn't tasted in days.

Logan would slowly press Azar down on the bed as if showing that their boss's murderer had been defeated now by this very manly cock. Logan had then slipped a long knife for Azar while the men were cheering and whooping. It was fresh and new unlike the one she used. "I'm your reward if you can complete your quest and reach the entrance. I'm sure you can handle 50 men after some 'light' fuck, from me," he whispered to her teasingly and kissed her ear before pulling out of her pussy, his cum just dripping out heavily. Logan turned around and cracked his neck. "Okay boys. She's all yours for the taking. Have fun with her," Logan said to entice the men. Oh how little will they know that the one who will have fun would be Azar, not only slaughtering a war path through them but maybe even demanning a few of them of their cocks and/or balls for their audacity to touch or even stare lustfully at her. Logan would be waiting at the entrance, his cock raised high in the air and waiting for Azar to come to him in her glorious victory and claim this dick for herself. Logan waited patiently and was ready for when Azar comes and buries his cock first into her mouth or her pussy, depending on what Azar craves to be filled first
 
Azar couldn't help the sounds she was making, even with an audience. He just felt so good, so perfect inside of her as he slammed into her. And yet she squirmed, played for him, begging him to get off of her between gasping moans, as if she was enjoying being raped. Milk drooled from her breasts as he squeezed, panting as she heard the men cheering him on, their own grunts of pleasure as they jerked themselves off to the scene.

She keened in supposed fear as he asked where she wanted it, and squirmed, "P-Please! Don't cum inside me! P-Please!" She begged, crying out as he indeed came inside of her, thick, creamy cum pouring into her pussy. Just the way she liked it.

She went limp on the bed as he pushed her down, whimpering even as he handed her a knife. Her eyes brightened and she grinned at his whispered words, and she made a sobbing sound as he pulled from her, feeling his cum drooling out onto the bed and her thighs. She stayed there until he was gone, until she felt the first man attempt to flip her over to claim her, and immediately she moved.

Her blade was in his chest before he could blink, and then it was war. Each time they managed to pin her, another lost his cock to her blade. Once she'd finished, covered in blood and surrounded by bodies of various states, but all dead or choking on their blood. Humming, she made her way outside, stepping over them.
 
As Logan had taught her about sex as a weapon in itself, the men were truly expecting this supposed wannabe of a swordswoman to be completely helpless once she was fucked so brutally, her sword gone, that they only had cocks in their hands when she first killed the men trying for his turn on her. She looked like a monster when Azar stood up with that knife in her hand that some in front tried to rush at her at the same time to pin her. All met tragic deaths as their cocks flew in the air, followed by their necks being opened or their chests stabbed. Any that managed to pin or restrain her found themselves without their balls and left to die from bleedout. A few tried to run to get their rusted swords but it seemed like Azar haunted them and killed them when they even touched their handles. Only a few begged for their lives to be spared but given how they treated her at first they died just like how she treated those that attacked her.

Logan would be found at the entrance, his own set of human bandits laying dead nearby and moved away for a clear path for Azar. Azar looked like a dashing beauty to him as she came walking towards him, cum dripping out of her pussy and down her legs, milk dripping out of her tits, while she was covered in blood. Logan sat on a chair and was leaning on a armrest, his cock energetically sticking high in the air as he was watching Azar approach. "You're looking very excited. Did killing these worthless humans give you a thrill, or is this cock of mine more exciting?" He teased as he would reach to take her hand to pull her forward. He got her to go on her knees and pulled on her hair to bring her head against his thick hot cock. "Suck it. Your breasts should be made to serve too," he said to her. It might seem rough but they should understand well about each other that this roughness is just playfulness between them. Logan would keep hard and enjoy the show of Azar being hungry for his seed as he watched her use her breasts and mouth to please his cock. He'd normally let her go longer and work harder but he was very needy as much as she was and he needed to return to the mountain soon. His cock would soon be made by his will to orgasm faster as it sprouted and would soon burst. The thick cum would plaster her face and breasts, leaving her to lick and suck up the mess he made. Logan would then pull her on top of his lap to straddle on, kissing her cums stained face wildly as he enjoyed Azar slipping his thick cock deeply inside her pussy for her to ride as deep and hard as she dreamed of doing during his absence from her
 
Azar wasn't bothered by the sight of the dead bandits at his feet. As someone who had just slaughtered more than half of their forces, she was more than happy to see them dead. Her pale skin was covered in blood, milk dripping down from her nipples, joining cum as it trailed down her thighs. She was a mess, and there was a gleam of want in her eyes as she approached him, like she knew just how much the sight of her excited him.

She gasped as he pulled her forward, licking her lips at his question, "Both." She rasped breathlessly, before she eagerly suckled at his thick cock, moaning and groaning as she took it down her throat, her sticky, milky tits brushing against his shaft as she cupped them closer. As desperate as she was for him, she didn't mind that he didn't take his time, merely gasping in delight as he orgasmed and poured thick cum over her face and breasts, letting her drink up the load that splattered her mouth before she lapped up more, using her fingers to scoop some into her mouth. She was still slurping it down when he pulled her above him, and she gave a shuddering cry as he slid deep into her messy pussy. Immediately she burst into action, fucking herself hard and fast on his length, in the way she'd missed the most.
 
Logan fucked his woman Azar hard as he clutched her waist on both sides, fucking her like she is his cock sleeve and diving deep inside her depths. She should be able to feel and see how her belly is bulged from how deep his length is ravaging her pussy. How he enjoyed her pussy having consecutive orgasms and just not stopping to give her any chance to ride her orgasmic bliss. A moment later, he would shove right up against her womb and shoot her full of his thick dragonic cum, her pussy again creaming with the excess and with the cum that was already stored inside her pussy. He would stand and throw her forward against the palisade wall of the bandit camp, fucking her and grasping her breasts to milk her tits to make them squirt against the wooden wall as he fucked her while he made her stand. It was wild and wet and messy as he let his instincts take over and fuck her senselessly. Cum would pour out of her pussy when he blows inside again, her human pussy just not able to retain all that excess even with his cock buried in her to plug her up. If her belly inflated from the trapped excess, pulling out of her pussy would make them all escape out of her gaping pussy.

Their fun wasn't over yet as he made her kneel down and face fucked her, clutching her face to make her deepthroat and suck hard at his sex pace. His heavy dragon balls just smacked against her chin with how hard and fast he face fucked her. His heavy musk of sex and sweat should stimulate her already sensitive sexual senses to keep her horny. He would pull out and jerk off in front of her face, enjoying that slutty look of anticipation from her as his cock seemed stubborn in holding on to its load until it squirts out and splatters her face. It was also the finale of their sex when he roughly tosses her onto a pile of hay nearby the bandit stable close by the gate. He pressed her down on her back and would fuck her missionary position, leaning in closely as he moans, panted, breathed loudly in front of her and leaning in very close that she could wrap her arms around him, his cock just plunging into her sore and ravaged cunt, working hard as he fucked her red to give her the big finale to celebrate their temporary reunion together and fill her up to a bubbling mess
 
Azar had missed this. Missed being used like his personal cock sleeve, being drawn to orgasm over and over again until she couldn't even think straight. Until she made a mess down her thighs and her eyes fluttered. Until she was full to the brim with his cum and still begging him for more. Clearly she wasn't the only one that had missed her partner, if his eager fucking and claiming was anything to go by. Her belly was stuffed, swollen, cum pouring from her pussy with his every stroke when her body could take no more.

And as he claimed her mouth, cum poured from her slit, leaving a puddle under her, sticky and white. He was making a mess of her, and she was loving every moment, his scent all around her, intoxicating her. Landing finally on the hay, she moaned and squirmed as he took her again, so sensitive that she was in an almost constant orgasm, panting and whimpering in pleasure. She was sore, but in a good way, and she locked her legs around his hips as he came a final time, right inside of her, firmly where he belonged.
 
Logan pulled out of Azar and kissed her cheek as he stood up while watching her lay on the pile of hay, her legs now left spread apart while cum drooled out of her loose pussy and stained the yellow hay with their 'love'. He leaned over her and pressed his cock against her lips so she could kiss it as a sign of her affection, not that the wild sexfest they had together wasn't proof enough. But now she should be able to see close enough that there were more fresh scars along his body and in patches too. Should she be lucid enough to ask, he would press his finger to her lips as asking her silently not to ask anymore about it. "You'll know in good time, my Azar," he said and he looked at the base and chuckled.

"I will take you back, my Azar. I will drop you at the entrance so you can walk in with all this 'glory' on your body," he said to her, seeing how her lovely skin is not only covered in dried blood but plenty of cum as if many men had raped her in her quest. He kissed Azar and pressed her down on the hay pile. "Stay here. I'll gather your evidence for you," he said to her as he walked into the camp, his legs giving his ass a swagger for her to enjoy watching his naked splendor. A moment later he would return with some stolen items with important family crests to prove that she had gone to the enemy bandit camp and taken these items back, meaning she came back alive after killing the bandits and with how her body looks like now, there would be no doubt though she would be called more a whore than an adventurer with how her body was 'defiled'.

He lifted Azar up in his arms to fly her back to town. "I'm sorry, my dear Azar. My visit is only brief and I must return. Wait for me for another two weeks. We'll be together again and you'll be in your full glory," he said to her as he tells her that this brief moment is to be over soon, that he would return to the mountain. She must have questions but he couldn't directly answer them lest he spoils the surprise he is preparing for her. He would drop her off close by the town entrance though he would share a bit more intimate moment with her in a tight hug and passionate kiss. "And you forgot this," he said to her as he took out the very same dildo that the bandits had taken and thrown away earlier. He loves Azar plenty and would stay there to watch her return to town, to return to the guild to show off her solo victory much in the face of the more higher ranked parties in town while her legs would probably look like shaky jelly from such a harsh and loving ravishing from her dragon lover
 
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Azar was exhausted and pleased, sprawled back on the hay as she panted, feeling her draconic partners gaze upon her. She must look a mess, bloodied and coated in sticky cum, but she didn't care. It had been a good quest, and she'd got more of a reward than she'd bargained for, and she hadn't even returned to town to collect their reward yet. Spotting the scars upon his body as he leant in, she went to ask him, only to be silenced. She whined, wanting to know, but she was too tired to argue with him.

Smiling at the idea of having to walk into town like this, she let him gather her things, including her bag, weapons, and the evidence she'd need. She took them even as she staggered shakily onto her feet, though she let him scoop her up to fly her back. She didn't want to leave him, clearly, and the look on her face said it all as he told her it would be another two weeks.

"I...I love you." She said softly, kissing him on the lips passionately as she accepted her dildo back, tucking it in her bag. She glanced back as she walked away, wishing he'd let her stay with him, but he was out of sight by the time she'd slid into the guild.
 
While he was silent about the scars, he did however whisper something to her. "It is worth it for you," he whispered to Azar as he hoped it should be vague yet all she needed to know in her tired state.

The town had already grown used to seeing Azar in her naked self with blood on her body and the occasional creampie dripping down her thighs. But this is quite a first to see her in such a messy state of blood and cum, her body completely stained in such filth and she still looking like she had the audacity to disturb the peace of the town with her whorish look. Logan certainly didn't spare her as he also gave her plenty of bukkake all over her body. A baker woman held her nose at Azar when she passed by. "Have you no shame? Sleeping around and just walking around like that? You're still a shame to all women like that," she said as she is constantly criticizing Azar to no avail in her vain attempt to appeal to whatever shame Azar no longer had. Even some of the adventurer men didn't want to touch her in her filthy state.

In the guild, all eyes were on her again and so was the adventurer party that tried to recruit her earlier. "haha, so did the proud Naked Swordswoman finally meet her match and take some dicks instead of some heads? Or maybe she gave some head too," the C class party leader said as they taunted her while she approached the guild clerk. The clerk certainly looked a bit revolted at not only how Azar looked but how she smelled too. "Are you turning in a failed result?" she said to Azar, not knowing what was in the bag she held were some artifacts of the noble families who commissioned the quest as proof of her success. Azar would also need to guide the guild teams over to the hideout to let them complete the dismantling of the hideout but her paid role would soon be over.
 
Azar held her head high as she walked in. She wasn't bothered by the words of anyone. She knew who loved her, and the evidence of his want for her stuck to her skin, just as the blood did. Their opinions didn't matter, and she was more than eager to prove them wrong. She'd had a good day, she wasn't going to allow people who had no clue what they were speaking of to ruin it.

She felt the eyes upon her in the guild, and she ignored the taunting of the C class party leader for now. She approached the clerk instead, amused by the wrinkling of his nose, and she smirked as he mentioned a failed quest. Tilting her head, looking confused, she grabbed the items from her bag and set them firmly on the side.

"Failed result? Why would I have failed?" She asked, calmly, "The bandits are dead. All of them. These are my proof, though I expect I'll need to guide someone to the hideout in order to receive my entire reward?"
 
The room was quiet that a pin could be heard dropping, and one did. "You? By yourself? You lie," the clerk said but with the bag of treasure laid in front of him, he couldn't deny that. He coughed as he recomposed himself despite his nose wrinkling again. He took his stamp and took the quest form form her, stamping its completion for Azar. With that done, a large bag of gold was taken out for her, the commission money the nobles had set up. Normally a large bag of this size would be shared among a party, but with Azar alone she would be very wealthy.

The C class party stood up in shock. "That can't be. This is a trick," the leader said as he made to grab at Azar's arm to stop her from taking the reward money. "You probably didn't kill them. You just probably whored yourself to them to get them to hand over the treasure. Yeah, that must be, otherwise how would you be covered in such filth. Maybe you even whored some hired help," the leader said.
 
Azar waited patiently for the clerk to look properly at the treasure she'd collected, spotting the moment he realised that she had indeed done this by herself. Handing him the form, she took the large bag of gold and tucked it in her bag, even as the leader of the C class party started to get a little more handsy in his complaints.

His hand on her arm was there for barely a second. She twisted, grabbing at his arm and twisting it painfully in one swoop, holding him tightly there, on the verge of dislocating or breaking something, and put her dagger to his chin with her free hand. The blade was still coated in bandit blood, "Whored myself to them? All of you men are the same. easily distracted by a pretty woman." She sneered in his face, "If you must know, the 'filth' you speak of is from my lover. Watch your tongue, else you might lose something important." She growled.
 
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