Getting Worked Up Atop the Workshop ♥♥

“Mm~...” Inanna’s stout fingers can’t wrap even halfway around her Draconic lover’s swiftly swelling shaft, but that doesn’t make her touch any less enticing. “My Ushumgal~?”

The barbarian bites her bottom lip. “Yeah~...?”

Copper-orange eyes stare up at Krvavy, glimmering with amusement. Inanna’s hand bumps into the back of a flared ridge as she gives that colossal cock a gentle but insistent tug, urging Krvavy to step forward and follow her out onto the roof of her workshop. “You may need to duck.”

That warning came a second too late.

Clunk.

Krvavy flinches as the tips of her upper horns just barely clip against solid stone. That light impact vibrates through her skull. She scowls, shooting the busty shortstack a weak glare.

Which goes ignored as that Dwarf simply leads her slightly bothered barbarian across the expansive rooftop.

“Quite the view, yes~?” A husky undertone fills Inanna’s voice, despite the otherwise casual nature of her words. “Now imagine how much better it would be from the braced outcrop jutting from further over there~. Or from a higher vantage point, towering above the very center of my workshop~.”

Regardless of if that question is rhetorical or not, Krvavy can’t exactly answer it. Because she isn’t looking out over the cave. No, her glare has shifted into a shameless stare, letting her enjoy a much better view right here in front of her. One that is close enough to touch~...

Each step that Inanna takes, no matter how measured it may be, sends tremors rolling through her thick body. There is absolutely nothing she can do to stop even the slightest motion from echoing through her stone-grey skin. Her ample ass quakes as she puts one foot in front of the other, thighs jiggling with the swing of her legs. Her truly titanic tits tremble and shake, the natural rise and fall of her every breath enhanced even further by the steady side to side swinging and swaying that her strolling gait has imparted upon her bountiful bosom.

All of that bouncing and bobbing naturally draws the gaze forwards, leading the eyes of any engrossed observer towards the dark-grey nipples that crown those two wonderfully massive mountains. The plump mounds of Inanna’s areola look a little puffier than usual, swollen with arousal and anticipation alike. They are... they are just begging for some hands to cup and grope them, for some fingers to squeeze and knead them, for some lips to kiss and suckle on them, for some teeth to nibble and bite them...

“Nnh~!” Krvavy sharply inhales, tilting forwards and nearly tripping over the significantly shorter woman who suddenly, and without any warning, stopped right in front of her.

The very tip of the Drakling’s dick hovers a mere hairsbreadth away from the Dwarf’s face. “Careful, my Ushumgal~.” Inanna’s hot breath caresses that colossal cockhead as she acts as if it simply wasn’t there. “The drop may be far less than what surrounds our home, hardly even comparable to what lays beyond our bed, but I would still rather not see you fall~.”

With an immense amount of effort, Krvavy peels her gaze away from her sexy shortstack.

The rooftop ends just a few paces ahead. Instead of a railing, there is just a slight curbed lip that honestly looks more like a tripping hazard than anything else.

A soft click rings out as the pouch that had been hanging onto Inanna’s hips is unclasped from her belt, getting placed onto the ground with a quiet thmp. A light kick sends that pouch, as well as the drained crystals within it, skidding across the roof.

“Hhh~...!” Krvavy twitches as more fingers suddenly wrap around her girth, steadying that shaft so that its ridged length can be better stroked. A drop of pre beads at its tip, coaxed out by the warmth of her Dwarf’s mouth. A mouth that is so close, with such thick and inviting lips... “So we’re taking that kind of break, huh~...?”

One of Inanna’s dense eyebrows raises up just a bit. “Of course, my Ushumgal~. Was the fact that I led you over here by your cock not enough to make that clear~?” Her copper-orange eyes shine with affection as her stout fingers massage across the cock in question.

“To be fair~...” The barbarian reaches down and brushes a loose strand of coal-black hair away from Inanna’s face. “You do just do that sometimes~.”

“Mm~.” The busty Dwarf neither confirms nor denies that allegation. Her palm gently but firmly presses against the drooling slit at the tip of this Drakling’s dick, making small circling motions as she thoroughly smears its slick pre all over that huge cockhead. “Were this just a normal break, then we would not still be standing~. I would have led you to a place where we could rest our legs and catch our breath~. Instead, I aim to do the opposite~.”

Krvavy cups the short, grey-skinned woman’s faintly flushed cheek and chin. Her thumb, so giant in comparison to this Dwarf, presses past Inanna’s lips. Only to be caught between some teeth and lightly nibbled on.

Faint pulses of pleasure roll through Krvavy as her cock is so calmly caressed. Each squeeze is deliberate, each stroke intentional. The glistening sheen of her own ample pre soon coats the entirety of her rigid, ridged rod. Yet still Inanna’s hands continue to tenderly trail up and down her length.

“Mmm~...” Inanna lewdly hums around the thumb in her mouth. With just a single tap of her tongue, she gets it to retreat. A teasing smile plays at her lips as she angles that massive pillar of meat upwards and takes a step closer to her Draconic lover, bare breasts squishing into pale thighs. “You have corrupted me so thoroughly, my Ushumgal~...”

“Oh~? How... how so~?”

The Dwarf leans forwards, letting that heavy rod rest atop her face. “You know full well what I mean~.” She sticks her small tongue out and gives the underside of her lover’s sizable shaft a single long lick. “Just a few months ago, I never would have even dreamed of doing such a debauched act as this~. Not with a penis more properly sized for myself, and especially not with one so prodigiously large, as yours is~.”

Krvavy’s sharp and carnivorous teeth sink into her bottom lip, cock throbbing to the beat of her heart.

“But now~...” One of the Dwarf’s hands drops down, hefting up a single huge and heavy testicle, holding its weight in her palm. “Now~...” Her head dips as well, lips pressing into that virile orb. “I wish for so much more~...” Her kisses leisurely meander upwards, trailing across a full sack and eventually making their way back the base of the shaft towering above her head. “I wish for you to take me~... As you take Khalia, Thea, and now Beryl as well~...”

“I~...” The barbarian sharply sucks in a breath of cool air, letting it rush back out through her flared nostrils as a heated huff. “I want that too~... I want to actually fuck you~... To finally fit in... in here~...!” Driven by instinct alone, her tail twists around and pokes its tip between Inanna’s thick and glistening thighs, drawn towards the source of the lewd liquids flowing down those stout legs. “I want~...!” Krvavy’s hands find her Dwarf’s shoulders, holding them tight. “I want to lift you up and take you~...! To use you~...! To see your belly bulge as I fill you fully~...!”

An intense gleam fills the one copper-orange eye not covered by Krvavy’s cock. “I am patient, my Ushumgal, but I will only wait for so long.” Inanna abruptly steps back, letting the Drakling’s dick drop off her face while doing nothing about the fingers still squeezing her skin, before reaching down to the leather belt struggling to stay on her wide and womanly hips. “Fortunately for you, the activity that I had planned for our break lines up quite well with those desires of yours~.”

Krvavy looms above the busty shortstack, hunched over a fair bit yet still absolutely towering over the woman who hardly reaches up to her waist in height, and only because of how thick that voluminous mass of coal-black hair is.

Inanna stares almost straight up, meeting the Drakling’s hungry gaze with unflinching confidence. Her practiced hands deftly loosen the leather belt, letting it slide down her thick thighs before pulling it tight once more, just a bit below her knees. The buckle clicks. “Now, my Ushumgal, you may pick me up~.”

The strong hands resting on this Dwarf’s shoulders gently glide downwards, slipping beneath her arms and gripping tightly onto her torso. An expectant look fills her steady expression. She slowly rises up onto the balls of her feet, then to the tips of her toes, before fully leaving the ground.

A vast expanse of grey titflesh squishes into a smaller, but still decently large, pale-skinned pair. The Drakling’s lips meet those of her Dwarf. Passionate, hungry. Yet still quite chaste and comparatively calm. “I love you, Inanna~...” She softly breathes out those honest and genuine words.

“I love you too, my Ushumgal~. My Krvavy~.” The steady and reliable Dwarf delicately brushes her fingers over her lover’s cheek, thumb tracing across the small patch of black scales resting beneath Krvavy’s eye. Her thick lips curl upwards into a wide, shameless smile as her hand is nuzzled and kissed. “Now~... I am sure that you can guess what I expect of you~. After all, this ‘plan’ of mine is not original~. You did something similar quite recently, with Adeline~.”

The barbarian can’t help but give her busty shortstack one last kiss, nibbling just a bit with her sharp teeth, before pulling Inanna tight against her body. Carefully and without risking even the thought of dropping this Dwarf, she shifts her grip and spins Inanna around, wrapping that wonderful woman’s waist with a strong hugging arm. One that is nestled against a plush belly and squished beneath some absolutely massive melons.

A couple pointy and metallic styluses poke into her chest. Which isn’t the most comfortable, but that is the price Krvavy is willing to pay to keep this mass of coal-black hair out of the way.

“The ridges that line your cock are... quite nice, my Ushumgal~.” Inanna almost idly states, bumping her bound legs against that towering length. The outside of her legs. “I can hardly wait to feel them grinding against me~... So let us waste no more time, my Ushumgal~. Do as you wish with me~. I am yours, don’t forget~. Body, mind, soul~. Fully and forever~.”

“You’re~...” Krvavy catches the tip of her tongue between her teeth as she carefully manhandles the short and incredibly stacked woman in her arms. The fingers of her (relatively) free hand hook just behind Inanna’s knees, so close to the belt binding them together, before lifting those sturdy legs up as high as they can comfortably go. She clenches her cock, bobbing that girthy thing in an attempt to point it towards the right place. “Hnngh~...!” Her turgid tip pokes into the swollen and needy lips of Inanna’s pussy, a hole she so desperately wants to fill yet simply can’t fit inside of. “You’re quite talkative today~...”

Lewd liquids flow down the length of that already quite slick shaft. Yet that extra lube is utterly meaningless. The flared crown of Krvavy’s cock ensures that hardly more than the drooling slit at its very tip could ever hope to squeeze into the sweltering embrace of her Dwarf’s utterly constricting cunt.

“Am I~?” Inanna playfully questions. One of her hands softly caresses the arm hugged tight across her belly while the other drops down beneath her held body, stout fingers gently grabbing at the Drakling’s dick and helping to line it up with the nonexistent gap between her thighs. “Perhaps I am simply in a mood~? Perhaps I am simply wishing for you to shut me up in the way you know best~? Perhaps I am simply waiting for you to drown me in so much pleasure that I cannot formulate even a single coherent sentence~? Who knows~?”

“Nnnghh~...” Krvavy grunts in growing frustration as her cockhead squishes into and grinds against the upside-down valley of Inanna’s thighs. The guiding grip grasping onto the sensitive spot just beneath that angry cockhead is providing little more than moral support at this point. “Did... did you even need to use that belt?!”

“Mm... At this point? Evidently not.” The Dwarf casually shrugs, trusting that her lover’s grip is firm and secure as she leans back into the barbarian’s body, further squishing her dense mass of hair into those pale breasts. Which does give her quite the good pillow to rest against. “But I have no doubt that it will be necessary later on~. When you have subjected me to so much pleasure that I simply can’t keep my legs together on my own~. Which would be no fun for you, my Ushumgal~. Since you cannot take my womanhood, to both our displeasure, the best I can do is instead provide an approximation of that experience~. To so snugly surround your length in my warm embrace~.”

“Nnnnghhhh...!” Krvavy all but growls. Her cock bends uncomfortably as it finds itself completely and utterly unable to pierce between Inanna’s thick thighs. It is almost as if she is simply mashing her dick into a wall. Albeit one that is quite pleasantly padded...

“My Ushumgal~...” Going by the normally neutral woman’s tone alone, she seems to be quite enjoying her Draconic lover’s sheer frustration. Of course, the fact that Krvavy’s flared cockhead is repeatedly bumping, pressing, and grinding into her plump pussy definitely helps. “Should I loosen it a notch, or two, for you~?”

The Drakling grits her teeth and does her best to drag the Dwarf down her dick, even leveraging Inanna’s considerable bodyweight in an attempt to finally make that work. But all that does is bend her cock more and more, bringing that past the point of discomfort and onto the edge of it genuinely being painful. “Hhhhhhhahnnh...!” She sharply exhales, lips curled into a maddened snarl as she... reluctantly gives up. “Yeah, it... hahhhh... Please...”

The shortstack’s stout fingers give that crestfallen cock a reassuring squeeze before releasing her firm grip on its swollen shaft. “Now, now, don’t sound so disappointed, my love~.” Inanna reaches forwards, grasping at the belt wrapped so securely just beneath her knees. “If my legs are held together too tightly for you to **** yourself between them, then just imagine how they will feel wrapped around your cock~. Though, actually, there is no need for you to imagine that~. For you are about to experience it yourself~...!”

Krvavy’s stiff shaft springs upwards as Inanna’s thighs suddenly part. “Hhhnn~!” Those firm and meaty legs clamp back down around that colossal cock, holding it tight against the wet heat of her Dwarf’s needy pussy.

Click. The belt is securely buckled once more.

“There, isn’t that better~?” A single stout finger slowly trails up the underside of the Drakling’s dick as it rises out of Inanna’s lap. “Perhaps not as enjoyable as truly being inside of me, on account of this~,” she gives that swollen and angry cockhead a light whack. “But there is no helping that, now is there~?”

A jolt of pleasure arcs through Krvavy’s body, climbing up her spine and piercing through her mind. “Hahhhh~...!” She heavily pants out, eye twitching even more as Inanna very purposefully shifts within her grip, squeezing and rubbing her ridged rod with each slight movement.

“Mmm~...” The Dwarf plays up her thoughtful hum, all while continuing to lightly bat at her Draconic lover’s dick, causing it to bob as much as it can within the constricting embrace of her so wonderfully thick thighs. “I suppose that if we had... mm... Thea here to sit in my lap as you hold us both up, then perhaps your full length could be sheathed as you fuck both my thighs and one of your girls at once~?”

“Nnngh~...!” Krvavy grunts and grinds her teeth together. Sharp spikes of ecstasy stab through her shaft with each of Inanna’s soft slaps, causing that rigid rod to furiously throb as each ridge that lines its length swells even further with growing rage. Her strong fingers dig into the Dwarf’s meaty leg, struggling to even slightly move that stocky woman up or down her colossal cock. “Hhhggh~...!”

“You would like that, my Ushumgal, wouldn’t you~? To have another one of our loves here to help you find relief and release~?” The almost casual words passing through Inanna’s dark-grey lips serve no purpose other than to further feed into her Draconic lover’s frustration. “What a shame then, that you only have me in this moment~. Still, I suppose that I alone should suffice for this little break of ours~. So, my Ushumgal, are you finally ready to use me~? Or is simply holding me like this too much for you~?”

And with that... what little patience Krvavy had left finally snaps. “You~... You damn tease of a Dwarf~...!” She heatedly growls, lust mingling with rage as she glares down at the woman who she is holding so tightly onto. A woman who doesn’t bother to look back up at her. “Are you going to just keep yapping and droning on and on and on~!?”

“Mhm~.” Inanna nods, her head bumping into the barbarian’s bare breasts. “If you want me to shut up, my Krvavy, then you know exactly what you must do~. But can you do it on your own, or must I loosen the belt once more~?”

“Hhnnghhh~...!” The arm that Krvavy has been squeezing into this shortstack’s belly shifts. “Shut~...!” Her hand glides across grey skin, clawed fingers leaving thin white lines in their wake, before roughly grabbing onto Inanna’s other leg. “The fuck~...!” She folds the Dwarf as best she can, squishing thick thighs into truly titanic tits and utterly engulfing her cock between both. “Up~...!” Warmth surrounds her slick, pre slathered shaft. Fulfilling and blissful but nowhere near enough for what she now needs. “Already~...!”

Inanna hugs her legs, holding her absolutely massive and mountainous melons in place as she grasps at the belt secured beneath her knees. “Make me, my Ushumgal~...!” She openly challenges, no longer sounding even slightly neutral. “As I have been asking this entire time~...!”

“Nnnghh~...!” Waves of ecstatic bliss crash over Krvavy’s very being as she lifts the hefty shortstack up her length, those tightly clenched thighs and thoroughly squeezed tits clinging onto each and every one of her flared ridges. The crown of her cockhead, so swollen and angry, crushes the stubby little clit hidden away in her Dwarf’s dense black bush. A sweltering hot heat gushes out onto the shaft that had been grinding, so tortuously slowly, against this exasperating shortstack’s utterly soaked slit.

“Ha~! Yes, that’s a good start~...!” A short, clipped laugh accompanies that bit of encouragement. “But if that is as fast as you can go, then we will be here all day~...! Mmmm~...! Or will we~?”

The Drakling’s dick throbs and pulses with the frantic beat of her heart. The heavy sack hanging below that girthy shaft pulls tight against her body.

“My Krvavy~...!” Excitement fills the normally neutral woman’s undeniably taunting tone. “We have hardly even started, and you are already so close to cumming~? Now, if it simply can’t be helped~...! Make a mess of me~! As long as you can continue on afterwards, of course~!”

The corner of Krvavy’s eye twitches. She is... she is so close to going over the edge. So close to giving in and drowning beneath a wave of bliss. But she can’t let that happen...! Krvavy can’t give in! She can’t let this smug, snooty, shortstack win like that!

“Come on, my Krvavy, cum already~!” Inanna squeezes her whole body around that shuddering shaft. “Cum for me, for your Inanna~! Release your thick, virile desires all over my breasts and on my belly and in my lap~! Cover my skin with your slick seed~!” The wet heat leaking from her needy hole grows in intensity. Which only makes her teasing and taunting all the more effective. “Maybe all of that extra lubrication will help you to actually move within my embrace~!”

Static gnaws at the barbarian’s brainstem, tingling along her spine and flooding through her mind. It takes everything Krvavy has, every ounce of her willpower and resistance, for her to simply hold on. The muscles in her arms tense and flex as she drags the difficult Dwarf back down her length, swollen tip forcing its way between a pair of fantastically fat tits as ridge after ridge grinds against that weighty woman’s slit and clit.

“Mmh~!” Inanna shudders, each trembling shake echoing through the Drakling’s dick. “More, my Ushumgal~! This isn’t enough for either of us~! Go faster, harder~! Use me~! Fuck me~! Fill me~!”

Slick pre oozes from Krvavy’s bulging cockhead, steadily flowing from her pulsing shaft as that lengthy rod strains against her self control, rebelliously demanding the euphoric relief she is denying it. Each drop of that pre is cum in its own right, thicker and more virile than the entire loads of many men.

“Hnnhh~...!” Krvavy’s panting breath hisses through her bared teeth. With unsteady, jerking motions she hauls the Dwarf up and shoves the Dwarf down, again and again and again. Waves of pleasure crash against her wavering willpower, like a storm battering at the shore. Her clenched sack throbs uncomfortably, its churning load just barely being held back by stubbornness alone.

Wet squelching sounds fill the air as the ridges that line her length grind against the plump lips of Inanna’s needy pussy, so thoroughly spreading a seemingly endless mix of lewd liquids all throughout the tight embrace of her Dwarf’s tits and thighs. Yet still it doesn’t feel like enough. The pressure surrounding her cock is... too much. The grip around its girth is still too tight...

Hummed moans punctuate the constant stream of perverse, taunting encouragement spilling out of this shortstack’s mouth. But not a single one of those rather clearly spoken words makes its way into the barbarian’s strained brain, simply blurring together into a blabbering mess that she can’t be bothered to comprehend.

Krvavy’s chin bumps into a dense and pillowy mane of coal-black hair. “HHHhssh~!” A heady scent rushes into her lungs as she sharply sucks in a breath of fresh air. A blissful shiver trails down her spine, reaching the tip of her twitching tail. She can almost taste the Dwarf’s scent on her tongue. A salty hint of sweat... A whiff of woodsmoke and metal mingled together, like the heat of a forge...

The scent of sex. Of Arousal...! Need!

A jolt of clarity cuts through Krvavy’s mind... a moment too late.

“Ha~!” A single curt laugh rings out as Inanna’s plump ass squishes into the barbarian’s abs. “My Ushumgal~!” Pride and arrogance alike underline her loving tone. “You held yourself back so admirably~!”

Pleasure pulses through the Drakling’s dick as it violently erupts. A thick, goopy stream of creamy cum shoots from her swollen shaft, splattering into the underside of her Dwarf’s titanic tits and swiftly making a mess of that shortstack’s soft belly. Her heavy sack pulls tight to her body, churning balls clenching and throbbing as if attempting to empty their supernaturally endless reserves.

“Mmhhh~!” An off-white glaze of slick and slimy seed coats Inanna’s stone-grey skin, bubbling up from between her bountiful breasts like a natural spring, spilling out from her cleavage and leaking over her thick thighs. “What a waste this is~! Mhhgh~! You should be filling my womb, not bathing me in your seed~!”

Sparkling static fills Krvavy’s vision, swirling around her unfocused eyes. Her whole body tingles, almost numbly, as her cock continues to spurt out a deluge of cum. The muscles in her arms burn as she doesn’t, even for a second, stop manhandling her shortstack, dragging the Dwarf up and down her dick like nothing more than a toy that exists to be used.

“You should take me like a conquered woman~! Mmghhmh~! Your cock crammed into my cunt~! Mmmgh~!” Convulsing tremors roll through Inanna’s compact form, her needy pussy gushing while her twitching clit is all but crushed by each of the ridges lining her lover’s inhuman cock as she is made to ascend and descend along its length. Yet still her voice remains... frustratingly steady. “You should take me like this~! On a roof overlooking a crowd~! Held up in front of your army~! No~! In front of your defeated foes~! Mmghhhkhhnh~! A whole Hold’s worth of Dwarves~!”

Goopy dollops, viscous and virile, rain down to the rooftop below, forming a puddle in front of the Drakling’s clawed feet.

“They’d be **** to watch one of their own be so thoroughly taken and used, treated not as a person but as an object meant to relieve your stress~!” Inanna’s compressed chest heaves with each increasingly ragged breath she takes, prioritizing voicing her perverse fantasies over filling her lungs with air. “Hhmghhh~! The humiliation they’d feel, fat little cocks hard in their trousers and their tunics, as one of their women got pleasured in – mMMHH~! – in a way that they could never hope to replicate~! Hhhkmmgh~! The women watching would be – mmMGHH~! – they would envious of me, of your conquest~! Their plump teats would be stiff, poking through their dresses and their tops~! HHHnngH~! Their undergarments would be ruined~! Soaked through with their juices as they wish, so desperately, to have been the one you claimed~! MMKHhhhnngh~!”

Krvavy’s ears pop. The weighty Dwarf in her arms suddenly feels a lot heavier as the last few spurts of seed squeeze out of her shuddering shaft. Her knees buckle a bit, wobbling and wavering, but she doesn’t crumple down to the ground. Her meaty tail serves its purpose as a counterweight, helping her stay upright and keep her balance.

“You would – MMNNNGH~! – stretch me beyond repair~! MHHh~! None would ever be able to satisfy me like you could~! None – HHHGH~! – would dare try~! GHHNNMH~! You would leave your mark on me~! HHNGHHKH~! My womb would be filled~! You would breed me~! Again – GHMHH~! – and again~! I would never be left empty~! MMKHHHNHMNH~! You would breed us all~! Little Dragon Dwarves would – NGHHH~! – they’d rule the Holds in just a generation~! MMMNNHMNKH~! Ours would be the best of them all~! The first~! NNMHHGHHH~! The strongest~! The smartest~! The–hhHHHMMHGHH~!”

Inanna’s impassioned and fervently rambled fantasies come to an abrupt end as she gasps and moans and convulses in utter ecstasy, the pleasure too great for her to continue talking. The constantly flowing stream of her lewd liquids grows in intensity, gushing out from her incredibly tight slit that she wishes so desperately to be filled, adding to the mess surrounding where she and her Draconic lover are all but joined.

“Hhhhaaaaaah~...!” Krvavy sharply exhales, dropping the degenerate Dwarf down the length of her still-stiff dick, resting some of that heavy woman’s weight against her hips. That makes holding Inanna up a little easier, but... it doesn’t change the soreness spreading across her body, leaving her arms almost feeling numb. Almost as if she had just finished an intense workout... “Hahhhhhhh~...”

Trembling aftershocks roll through the partially folded Dwarf, sending light prickles of pleasure arcing through Krvavy in turn. “Mmmmhh~...!” A happy, hummed moan rumbles from deep within her chest as she shudders and hugs her legs just a bit tighter, squeezing the entirety of Krvavy’s cock – from base to tip – within the sloppy wet warmth of her body’s embrace.

The Drakling’s long and inhuman tongue pokes past her lips, lolling free from her mouth as she pants quite heavily, doing her best to catch her breath.

“Mmm~... My... my Ushumgal~...” Inanna slowly speaks up between soft gasps, sounding rather calm yet still quite pleased. “That was... something else~... Riling you up can be quite fun~... Mmhhh~... I see why Thea does it so often~... Mm...” She pauses briefly, taking the moment to regain quite a bit of her composure. “I suppose that our break is over now, yes?”

“Haah~!” The barbarian barks out a single, rough laugh. Her colossal cock, harder than even the stone beneath her bestial feet, throbs within the tight embrace of her Dwarf’s thick thighs and titanic tits. “Do you seriously think that I’m done with you~?”” A dangerous, predatory tone fills her voice. Hungry and demanding. “After you got me so worked up~?”

“Ahhh...” Only now does the grey-skinned shortstack seem to realize the predicament she has found herself in. “I see that I... have made quite the miscalculation. Suppose I shouldn’t do this too often then...” She lightly shakes her head, bumping the dense mass of her coal-black hair, still pinned up with many metal styluses, into her Draconic lover’s bare breasts. “Well, if it can’t be helped~.”

Krvavy grins, baring her sharp and carnivorous teeth, as she pushes past her fatigue and begins to manhandle this wonderful toy of hers once more.

Waves of pleasure wash over Drakling and Dwarf as the short woman is dragged up and down the length that she is hugging so tightly onto. Panted breaths, needy gasps, hummed moans, wet squelching sounds, and the slap of flesh against flesh form a wonderful symphony that echoes through the air.