[ He feels the way she relaxes, the way she melts into him. It makes it feel so much more intimate, but... not in a way that makes him want to devour her all over again.
It just... reminds him of simpler times. Her relaxation is contagious, and tension leaves him as well, simply wrapping his arm around her and holding her close.
Honestly, all this over... children. Being a mother. He supposes... if there were other dragons like him who took women as treasures, they might consider her less valuable for having been laid claim to already.
But to him... that which is already tarnished just feels... right. Better. Rather than the fragile illusion of being untouched, the ugly dirty truth that never goes away no matter how much one scrubs...
It suits him better, he thinks. ]
...How many? One?
[ He can't imagine more than one fitting into her tiny body, but then again, he isn't really one to talk considering how much he filled her just hours prior. ]
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[ He feels the way she relaxes, the way she melts into him. It makes it feel so much more intimate, but... not in a way that makes him want to devour her all over again.
It just... reminds him of simpler times. Her relaxation is contagious, and tension leaves him as well, simply wrapping his arm around her and holding her close.
Honestly, all this over... children. Being a mother. He supposes... if there were other dragons like him who took women as treasures, they might consider her less valuable for having been laid claim to already.
But to him... that which is already tarnished just feels... right. Better. Rather than the fragile illusion of being untouched, the ugly dirty truth that never goes away no matter how much one scrubs...
It suits him better, he thinks. ]
...How many? One?
[ He can't imagine more than one fitting into her tiny body, but then again, he isn't really one to talk considering how much he filled her just hours prior. ]