Chapter 569: *Feeling Alive - Part 1*

For a few moments, as Arc was lifted onto the bed, she felt her lightness as a person.

It made her feel mortal. That she could, at any moment, fall or be crushed beneath Owyn’s weight. It made her feel frail, even though she could sense Owyn’s intense focus on not hurting her...

But part of her wanted to be hurt. Part of her wanted someone who would punish her for failing to be mother to the dragon she’d barely gotten to know... but she also knew that Owyn was not that person.

So instead, she let herself into her foremost craving. The desire for comfort.

The desire to put death as far away from herself as possible, and to feel alive.

And because she was naked and he was not, she pulled his hospital gown towards herself, and he let it slide off his shoulders, revealing parts of him that were growing hide-like and black-scaled, mostly running along his clavicles and across his shoulders. His draconic transformations aroused her in a way she didn’t expect...

"You’re, um... hard," Owyn noted, staring down at Arc’s sexes as he loomed over her. She could feel his curiosity and excitement; she knew people with both were rare, but she also knew why she had both, and it was part of her parents’ philosophy of letting their children choose their genders.

"You are too," Arc said, her eyes falling onto his massive cock. She’s spotted it before, briefly, and now, instead of being humanoid, it was tapered, ridged, and knotted at the base. His head had a frill of nubs surrounding the flare, and Arc swallowed as she beheld the thick pearl of his precum hovering before it dripped down towards his shaft...

She was reaching out to it when she felt Owyn’s intent solidify as he went down on her, one hand carefully holding her back as he engulfed her, his mouth swallowing her down to the base as his tongue played out over her balls and into her pussy.

Arc gasped with surprise at the new sensations. His mouth was hot and wet, and the head of her cock scraped against the roof of his mouth as she clutched his head with her hands and her thighs. He teased his tongue all over her, pulling back to maximize his suction on her rod before diving all the way down again and focusing his tongue on her clit as it juggled her jewels.

He slid backward and knelt on the floor, one hand carefully positioning Arc as he lowered his mouth to her cock and engulfed it, letting it hit the roof of his mouth as he probed his tongue around her balls and her virgin mound.

Arc gasped, her whole body shaking as she wrapped her thighs around his temple. His mouth was hot and slick, and the shifts in pressure as he started to work himself back and forth, pleasing both her sexes, sent jolts of lightning up her spine and back down as she gasped his name. Arc lasted about two minutes before she started uncontrollably bucking her hips, fucking Owyn’s mouth as the lightning built up inside her.

After barely three minutes, Arc’s panting peaked as she tried to warn him, only to wind up screaming in ecstasy as she came, gushing and squirting into his massive mouth as she held on and pressed her hips into his face. Her tail went straight up and tensed as she flooded his mouth, barely holding back her claws from scratching amidst his snowy hair.

The orgasm from her first blowjob took a long minute, and when she was done, Owyn pulled back and swallowed, a primal growl in his throat and a grin on his face from satisfying her.

"I never, um... thought I’d..."

"Suck a girl’s dick?" Arc chuckled through her breath as she tried to catch it. "You’re pretty good at it."

"Bit sweeter than I expected..." She felt an embarrassed flash from him. The almost admission...

"You’ve tried your own," she said.

He shrugged. "Yeah." He was more embarrassed than he let on, but she let him play it cool.

"Lay down," Arc said, "Let me try..."

Her heart was pounding in her throat as she traded spaces. She straddled him, and up close, she was made terrifyingly aware of the differences in their sizes as she rested her pussy on the tuft of white fur at the base of his shaft, her back facing his head as she pulled it against herself.

The tip came up far enough to rest past her belly button, and she didn’t have to bend far to lower her mouth around it... Only to stop just past the flare as she realized that she wasn’t big enough to fit much of it.

"Ah... teeth," Owyn gasped, and Arc widened her mouth as far as it would go before she withdrew. Determined to return the favor, she started to lick at it as she suckled his bell, finding the taste of his precum strange but not bad as she worked the shaft with both hands. Her tiny fingers massaged the crevices of his ridges, using his own precum as lubrication as they glided along.

Towards the bottom part of his shaft, Owyn now had a thick branch of muscle, and when she massaged it, she felt him spasm and knew, even before he told her how good it felt, that she’d found a good spot. She followed his pleasure through every twitch and moan as she began to find her rhythm, working first with hands and mouth and then with her body as she frotted against him.

It took her a while, and when she first ran out of breath, Arc changed positions to kneel between his legs, letting him watch her as she worked his shaft, pressing her breasts against his knot as she pressed the tip of her cock beneath his balls. She started probing at the muscle there until, with a gasp, he warned, "I’m getting close..." He crunched upwards as she continued to work, grabbing her head with one hand as he struggled not to grind his cock into her small mouth. "I’m close... I’m so fucking close... Oh, Arc!" With a single buck of his hips, he put his bell and a hand’s length of his rod in her mouth as he exploded.

A musky, bitter flavor filled Arc’s senses for a moment before she had no choice but to swallow as Owyn’s cum forced its way down her throat in a jet. Rope after rope burst out with every twitch, and Owyn’s hand on the back of her head kept her trapped as her eyes rolled upwards, a fresh orgasm firing from her own loins and onto his swelling knot.

Pleasure and panic warred until Arc finally was forced to pull back, gasping wetly and swallowing before she could breathe again, Owyn’s cum falling amidst her breasts as it escaped her lips.

I can’t believe I just did that. Arc felt a giddy, heady rush as she swallowed again, feeling the heat in her belly, which was bulging slightly from how much of him she drank. Without waiting for him to recover, she pushed forward onto his chest, resting herself against it for a moment as he panted and looked at the ceiling with hazy eyes.

When she kissed him, he kissed her back, his tongue snaking down her throat as they mixed their flavors together, her cock still hard against his abs as they made out. For long, long minutes, they recovered in this way, his hands exploring her body as hers explored his. Eyes shut, tasting and scenting and touching and hearing each others pounding hearts.

Owyn’s was low and deep like a drum as Arc planted her lips on his nipples, finding them sensitive in a way she liked...

"You became a dragon for me..." Arc said. "Does that mean you want to be mine?"

"I’d rather be under you than anyone else," Owyn admitted. She felt the truth in his words. His complete trust in her... And yet there was a part of him that fought against the dragon urge to own her...

"I won’t be owned by you, Owyn," Arc said. "Would you want to be owned by-"

"Yes!" he declared, as if having an epiphany. "I want you to own me..."

She sensed the dragon within. The reversal of the urge slotting into place as some complex emotion ran through him... The dragon within could accept this...

Arc was surprised... but some part of her felt a surge of excitement and joy at his words. In his willingness to subordinate himself to her. The part of her that held onto being a Dragon Knight, as the means she’d wanted to seize control of her destiny, to have control of something in her life, thrilled at his declaration... But she would not accept until she knew for certain.

"Are you sure?" she asked, chewing her lip for a moment. "You want me to be your knight?"

"I’ve never been more sure of anything," Owyn asserted. "I am your dragon."

Arc shivered with anticipation, lust, and a desire to reward him.

"Say it again," she whispered, pulling back a little.

"I am your dragon."

Arc shuddered and began to pull back until she was at his cock. Lifting it with a hand, she positioned his bell at the entrance to her pussy.

"I’m your knight," Arc declared. "And I’m going to ride you until you see stars."

Arc pressed herself backward, pushing through the pain as stars burst into her eyes, and made ready to ride.