Star Wars RP (Funner & RPG-Girl)

[RPG-Girl]

As she slept and dreamt, though it was but a nap really, she would mainly be dozing, rather lightly between wakefulness and awareness, even as she would coo, feeling her sisters drakehood enter her, folds and tunnel molding them to her form... and following that unspoken command to not milk her, but instead to be snug, to be a nice little cockholster for her dragon.

Still, time would pass, even as she would open her eyes, gazing on her dragon, even as she weighed the options of how to try and get off to prepare the meal... or should she remain to be a toy first, instead of greeting her dragon with the meal prepared? Really, the decisions a linnorn must make.

 

[Funrunner]

Selia moaned tiredly in her sleep, hips rocking against her fucktoy's pelvis. The dream grew more intense and her hands clutched onto her slut's ass, gripping briefly but tightly as her breathing picked up. As deep in her sleep as she was, her movements weren't very well coordinated, and one may have guessed the Drake would spend as much time and energy as it required to satisfy herself, even in her dreams.

The dragon also spoke in her dreams, growling out a few words every few moments, "Oooh, such a good slut." "I'm gonna fill your tight little ass next~", though she more often just panted desperate fucks under her breath, her insatiable motions starting to work up a light sweat as the tip of her cock clumsily rammed against the girl's cervix.