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Sneak peek

Added 2025-06-14 07:50:41 +0000 UTC

You let out a sigh and along with it, all the built-up tension between your shoulder blades. Your chest swells up then falls down, your whole body slumping along, leaning down against $dragon_name's flank. You let your head loll on its side, cheek rested against their neck, cushioned by sun-warmed scales.

You slide along their side until you're plopped across, knees and neck over their front legs, head head tilted back, tall blades of grass brushing against your neck, your cheek.

"Comfortable?" they ask and you nod, eyes closed, the sun on your face, their breath lightly ruffling your hair.

"Very," you reply, stretching and arching your back like a basking cat.

But you shouldn't have gotten that comfortable. You are attacked - without warning, with no time to roll out of the way - by their snout coming down towards you, nuzzling against the vulnerable, ticklish belly.