[The dragon has a mind of his own. Vietnam would like to think of it as all of the personalities that Siegfried had suppressed and condensed. And of course, he's just so very dragon-like. Selfish, volatile, uncontrollable. He frustrates her as much as she is endeared to him. Because no matter how he is, she accepts Siegfried and his entirety.
Although sometimes she has to remind him that he's not always on top. Vietnam is fully aware that he doesn't let this happen to just anyone, which basically means she's going to take full advantage of it. That being said, she can already sense his impatience. Or to better describe it, feel it. Through this fingertips, his nails. She hisses as those nails tell her she's "taking too long." A breath follows, not that she was going to admit that it was because she rather enjoyed that.
She presses her hips down more, but her speed slows. Dragging it just that little bit more. A challenge? Perhaps, since she leans down, nipping at his lips, drawing her nails down his strong chest.]
My, I would like to see you try.
[They say don't pull the tail of the dragon. And here she is, daring to yank it.]
[She's infuriating. She's infuriating, and Siegfried's dragon knows that she's fully aware of it. The obvious play with him causes a gutteral sound to form in his chest and crawl up his throat, lifting himself partway to brush his fangs right against her neck. The dark tone that presses into her follows with a growl.]
I said, don't test me, Vietnam.
[A threat, albeit not as much as he tries to make it, because he would never hurt her. Not in this, not in anything like this. His grip tightens, digging into her skin as she slows down on purpose, just to aggravate him further.
This is getting him nowhere.
His dragon growls again and takes her hips by force this time, pressing her hard against him, his wings pushing further into the floor to keep him steady. His tail snakes out from underneath and purposely moves against her backside, warning of retaliation.
If Vietnam doesn't make her move soon, he's going to clitfuck her with his tail to show his impatience.]
[The corners of her mouth turn upwards knowing that she managed knowing how she managed to rile him up. Her tiny body shivers against him as those fangs tease her skin, so close to her neck and she knows what could happen if he decides to bit.
But he has never hurt her once, or at least in a fashion that would be unpleasant for the both of them. This might be why she keeps pushing and teasing.]
You're going to have to prove why I should not.
[She's still playing with fire, it seems, fingers grazing down his chest until she can feel his grip on her hips tighten. She hisses at first, before her breath escapes her throat as he moves suddenly. She can feel it now, how hard he is and how much she wants to feel that deep inside of her. If not for the fact that she was still bordering wanting him and wanting to test him.
That being said, that tail sure is inviting, and her nails digging into him might be an indication that she's still defying him. On purpose. Although perhaps her hips had slide up further, just a bit so. Closer so that they can get ready, but not quite there yet.]
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Although sometimes she has to remind him that he's not always on top. Vietnam is fully aware that he doesn't let this happen to just anyone, which basically means she's going to take full advantage of it. That being said, she can already sense his impatience. Or to better describe it, feel it. Through this fingertips, his nails. She hisses as those nails tell her she's "taking too long." A breath follows, not that she was going to admit that it was because she rather enjoyed that.
She presses her hips down more, but her speed slows. Dragging it just that little bit more. A challenge? Perhaps, since she leans down, nipping at his lips, drawing her nails down his strong chest.]
My, I would like to see you try.
[They say don't pull the tail of the dragon. And here she is, daring to yank it.]
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I said, don't test me, Vietnam.
[A threat, albeit not as much as he tries to make it, because he would never hurt her. Not in this, not in anything like this. His grip tightens, digging into her skin as she slows down on purpose, just to aggravate him further.
This is getting him nowhere.
His dragon growls again and takes her hips by force this time, pressing her hard against him, his wings pushing further into the floor to keep him steady. His tail snakes out from underneath and purposely moves against her backside, warning of retaliation.
If Vietnam doesn't make her move soon, he's going to clitfuck her with his tail to show his impatience.]
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But he has never hurt her once, or at least in a fashion that would be unpleasant for the both of them. This might be why she keeps pushing and teasing.]
You're going to have to prove why I should not.
[She's still playing with fire, it seems, fingers grazing down his chest until she can feel his grip on her hips tighten. She hisses at first, before her breath escapes her throat as he moves suddenly. She can feel it now, how hard he is and how much she wants to feel that deep inside of her. If not for the fact that she was still bordering wanting him and wanting to test him.
That being said, that tail sure is inviting, and her nails digging into him might be an indication that she's still defying him. On purpose. Although perhaps her hips had slide up further, just a bit so. Closer so that they can get ready, but not quite there yet.]