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Ellie is a paladin on a quest! And that quest involves "researching" magical creatures in very intimate detail. After finding out about the dragon Obsidian and his proclivities, Ellie approaches him in the hope of getting him as a patron for her work, and perhaps some hands-on work...

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"Master Obsidian shall see you now," said the cute kobold maid with a musical voice that reminded Ellie of a songbird.

She had met kobolds before, they were uncommon in the cities of the realms, but if you were as well traveled as her, you were bound to cross paths with a few; the small dragonlike creatures had always seemed cute to the paladin, but it wasn't until she had arrived at Obsidian's Lair that she had actually felt attraction for them.

There had been something pleasingly odd about the way they spoke and carried themselves, they were confident, witty, and some had even flat out flirted with her.

She was sadly used to clumsy and unwelcome flirting or, gods forbid, cat calling, but all in the lair had made her feel welcome and safe, and her mind had definitely lost several minutes on the way to this room fantasizing about how their soft scales might feel against her skin, with their little tongues teasing her body...

"My lady?" said the kobold maid with a cute head tilt, snapping Ellie out of her little fantasy.

The paladin couldn't help but to think she looked like a cute little cupcake between her pink scales and white dress.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry, I was just... thinking about something," said the paladin, carefully adjusting her dress.

"Just knock when you are ready to go in," the maid said with a smile, "with your permission, I shall see to my other duties."

"But of course," Ellie said, giving her a little bow, not quite sure what was the polite way to say thank you to a kobold maid.

The cute little pink creature giggled and did a curtsy with her skirt before turning around, her little heels making sensual clicking noises on the polished rock floor as she moved down the hallway, disappearing around a corner with a playful wink from one of her ruby colored eyes.

A little tingle shot up Ellie's spine; she was definitely adding a chapter on kobolds to her book...

Meanwhile Ayla, her longtime companion that accompanied her on this journey, had decided to stay behind in one of the living rooms of the Lair, enjoying their host's hospitality, and from the looks she had also been sharing with some of the local denizens, perhaps a bit more than just some wine and food.

The paladin shrugged, they could always just compare notes later.

Taking a long breath, she adjusted her hair and dress once more with some trepidation. She still wasn't sure if her clothing of choice was a good idea. After traveling for so long, her wardrobe was very much utilitarian in nature, and often she just dressed in her armor.

But Ayla had suggested that, since they had been invited here by Obsidian after receiving their letter, and they were keen in getting his patronage for their quest, it made sense to dress more formally.

Also, unspoken between them, but plainly obvious to both, Ellie really hoped he could assist her with her research... personally.

Thus she had discarded her usual getup and put on a lovely yet simple white dress that she had gotten as a gift from Ayla a while back but hadn't been able to use it much except for that one night she tried it on for her lover.

It clung to her athletic frame rather nicely, and she had used a silken band to fasten it around her waist, accentuating her chest and hips. The dress didn't really show a lot of her cleavage, however the lack of a bra beneath made it look a lot lewder than intended - she was certain that even a slightly cool breeze would make her nipples noticeable under the fabric.

The thin, soft fabric covered her shoulders but not her arms and finished right above her knees, exposing her lower legs and feet.

She really wished she had the time to get some stockings or tights, and perhaps some fancy shoes, but alas the only thing she had with her were a pair of cute, flat shoes she sometimes wore when relaxing between trips.

The paladin shook her head and psyched herself up, clenching her fists for a moment before politely using one of the metallic handles at her height to knock on the door and announce her presence.

A deep rumbling voice that made Ellie think of a volcanic tremor sounded from somewhere behind the door. "Please, come in!" said the voice on the other side.

The door itself, like most of the hallways here, was dragon sized, and probably big enough to let through an elephant if needed; but thankfully for the paladin and the other denizens of the lair, a smaller door built onto the main one was available. Ellie opened it and stepped inside, doing her best to appear ladylike.

Though obviously massive in size, the room made Ellie think of a study, with the walls lined with books and scrolls of diverse nature and age. Multiple well placed everbright magical lamps lit up the place, giving it a cozy vibe and giving plenty of spots to snuggle up with a book, something Ellie was always keen to do.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, given the scale of the room, there wasn't a lot of furniture inside - what little there was seemed human-ish sized and was mostly pushed to the sides, hidden in the gaps between bookshelves. Thoughts rushed through her mind about what could be hidden within the wealth of tomes and how something the size of Obsidian could hold such a book - perhaps he changed his shape or used magic to read things so tiny for him.

Finally, her green eyes were drawn to the opposite end of the study, where a massive, black, scaly head had just raised in height and opened his eyes - the dragon that was her host.

His gaze hit Ellie like a blast from a furnace, his deep eyes the color of shifting magma and hiding a keen lizard-like iris.

The paladin was not an expert in dragons, but she knew of their powerful magical aura that could send other creatures into a panic or leave them cowering for mercy on the floor. This aura seemed to have a slightly different effect on her, perhaps because of her paladin training and power, or perhaps due to her... predilections, what Ellie felt was how her skin went tingly and sensitive, a feeling that spread to her nether regions, sending shocks of fire through her body.

Cursing inside her head to get a grip, she slowly closed the door behind her and tried to imitate the kobold maid by doing a little curtsy for the dragon. "Master Obsidian, thank you for inviting us to your home," she greeted him in her best diplomatic tone.

The dragon gave her a little nod, a smile showing on his face. "Lady Eleanor, please, it's my pleasure to host you and your companion," he said, his voice flowing in a gentle tremor that went through the paladin like a sweet caress as the room trembled.

She tried her best to hold back a moan, before smiling back at him. "Thank you so much my lord," she said, while carefully observing the dragon.

Black shiny scales covered his body, glistening under the light of the room like volcanic glass, no doubt the reason for his name. His body reminded Ellie of a large cat, with a surprisingly slender and muscular body with a thick chest that continued into a more compact underside.

The dragon's hind legs were thicker and more muscular than the rest of his body, while his front legs were thinner and seemed built for dexterity, yet probably just as deadly, making it obvious that despite his quadruped shape he could use the claws in them as hands if needed.

A beautiful pair of batlike wings rested against his back and sides, folded almost like a cape now they were not in use.

His head rested atop a long muscular neck, and it made Ellie think of an odd mixture between a tiger and an alligator. Obsidian's snout was flat with a small horn protruding backwards from between his nostrils, and he had a pair of lizard-like frills emerging from the back of his face, close to where a human's ears would be. His magma-filled eyes watched her with the wild intelligence of a predator stalking its prey and though his gaze was soft upon her, they hid within them the fire and fury of a roaring volcano.

Resting almost as a crown on his head were a pair of massive backswept horns, their tips curving slightly upwards. Two smaller horns rested between the bigger set, one growing just behind the other, before giving way to a big crest-like frill that grew from the back of his head all the way to just before the end of his thick and long tail.

Ellie had heard stories about dragons, seen many drawings and even life-like illusions of them brought to life by magic, but this was her first time in front of one, and despite all her training and experience she couldn't help but to stand there for a moment with her mouth agape in awe.

Obsidian, perhaps used to this, gave her a moment to compose herself, and as she regained her senses, the creature smiled at her as if to reassure her there was nothing to worry about.

"Apologies, Master Obsidian," she said, trying her best not to shift uncomfortably, "it is my first time meeting one of your kind in person."

Obsidian gave her a polite nod. "No need to apologise, Lady Eleanor," he said with his surprisingly sweet yet clearly inhuman voice, "I do my best to not cause distress on visitors, but alas, this is what I look like." He stopped for a moment, giving her a warm smile, "Oh, and by the way, please, feel free to just call me Obsidian, you're amongst friends."

The comment made Ellie get flustered for a second. "Oh please Master... I mean, Obsidian, sir, I have no problems with your appearance, believe me..." she said, trying not to be too obvious.

"Sir..." Obsidian said to himself before smiling back at her, "sir is fine I guess, if calling me that makes it easier for you to speak with me."

Ellie's mind rambled to itself; sir, master, daddy even... those might all be things she'd like to call him if she was honest with her nethers.

The paladin let out a little cough, trying to regain her composure again.

Obsidian seemed to have an idea and shifted his massive body to stand from his cosy corner, revealing an almost equally massive mountain of cushions beneath him.

He stretched like a cat, giving Ellie a good view of the lethal talons hiding in his claws and the rows and rows of teeth like swords in his maw, just before advancing towards her with a pleasing feline gait.

To Ellie's surprise, he started getting smaller as he moved, and by the time he was right in front of her, his size had reduced from his previous enormity to that of a particularly big warhorse.

With a flick from his claw, a chair slid over the smooth floor, placing itself behind Ellie. "Please, Lady Eleanor, take a seat - make yourself comfortable," he said, sitting down on all fours so their eyes were at somewhat similar heights.

Ellie did as requested, smoothing her dress from behind her thighs so she could sit in a proper ladylike way. "Please sir, you can just call me Ellie," she said with a smile, trying to respond to his politeness in kind.

Obsidian smiled, his sharp as steel ivory teeth shining under the room's light for but a second.

"There is something I wished to discuss with you, sir," said Ellie, trying to get down to business.

"Yes, I received your letter my dear..." said the dragon, who was tilting his head with a look of curiosity on him as he looked at her carefully.

Ellie looked around her, confused about what the dragon was focused on.

"Is... all well, sir?" she said, shifting on her chair with some concern.

Obsidian held his chin with one of his claws, the glow on his eyes indicating he was using some kind of magic to look at her. "Perhaps..." he said, before his gaze returned to hers, "are you aware of the... "brand", for lack of a better term, on you?"

Ellie was surprised and worried for a moment, before something dawned on her. "Oh..." she said, looking to the side with a nervous look, "is it perhaps... fey magic that you see?"

The dragon's expression made it clear she had guessed correctly. "It is indeed! Are you... aware of what it is?" he said, clearly knowing more than he was letting on.

Ellie bit her lip nervously, it seemed the cat was out of the bag.

"Not entirely, that is perhaps the reason I wrote to you - to ask for your assistance with understanding it..." she said, being honest with the dragon.

"But of course my dear," he said politely but with a small smirk on his face, "tell, what do you know of it?"

The paladin took a deep breath and shifted slightly forward on her chair.

So... Some while ago I happened upon a gathering of Dryads within the forests. As I drew close to observe and take notes upon their social rituals," the paladin said, commencing her story, "it appeared that they were engaged in what turned out to be... let us say some sort of 'fertility' ritual..."

Obsidian grinned as he crossed his front claws and rested his chin on them, listening intently.

"I am familiar with your "research", my dear," he said with a wink that threw the paladin off for a moment.

"Right..." Ellie said, trying not to blush, "Anyway, as it happened they discovered me, and I was rather pulled into their ritual..."

"To slice a lengthy tale more succinctly, following many pleasant hours they left me upon my own within the forest. Yet, as Ayla and I returned to town and I recovered, I realised that the encounter had left me somewhat... changed?"

Ellie interlaced her fingers as she talked, clearly getting more comfortable with the topic while Obsidian looked at her like a cat focused on something intriguing.

"Since then, I have found that others - especially those more magically inclined, even what the common adventurer would call monsters - tend to be rather... enamoured with me," she said looking to the side and biting her lip, unable to remember some rather delightful encounters she had experienced since then.

She paused, her eyes flitting away from Obsidian for a moment, perhaps in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed. Slowly, she dragged her gaze back to the dragon, meeting his eyes even with reddened cheeks as she spoke once more, shifting almost uneasily beneath his gaze, "rather, I should say... Sexually attracted to me."

Obsidian nodded at her, patiently waiting to see if she could share anything else.

"At times I can feel it intensify or wane to dormancy, but it is not clear to me what this is - or if it can be controllers," she continued with a thoughtful look, "I have attempted to reach the dryads, but as yet they have been playfully distant and out of reach, or they have merely pinned me in place and enjoyed my body without answering my questions."

"Perhaps it is because of this gift they have bestowed, but I cannot seem to bring myself to press for answers. I succumb to their lustful will every time I have attempted..."

The paladin's gaze returned to Obsidian, locking her green eyes with the dragon's before making a firm but polite plea.

"So, sir, I have come to ask... could you be of assistance to me?" she asked him, excited to perhaps get some answers.

Obsidian smiled, a soft purr vibrating from his chest.

"It will be my pleasure, Ellie," he said as he sat up on his hind quarters, his head raising much higher than the paladin's.

"You're in luck, actually, I'm probably one of the few in this region that could tell you..." he said as his claw drew arcane symbols in the air, glowing draconic runes floating for a second before vanishing as his hand moved.

"Fey creatures are known for their mischievous nature, and I think this "gift" they bestowed upon you is a mix between a playful curse and a genuine blessing."

Ellie sat back on her chair looking at the creature in front of her as he spoke. There was something candid and kind about the dragon.

She had originally reached out to him with her letter and copy of her manuscript because of his reputation; one of a dragon that had been raised by humans, had spend his formative years adventuring with his adopted brother and accomplishing many still talked about feats, before retiring to the mountains to build a lair for him and his many wives.

Obsidian was known to find women of the common species attractive, and unlike other dragons that hoarded jewels, gold or relics, his impulse was to grow and keep close a crazy web of lovers.

Who better than him to advise her on her research about the "mating habits" of magical creatures and their compatibility, for lack of a better word, with those of the common species.

It seemed that his knowledge was going to be useful for more than just that.

Her train of thought got stopped again as Obsidian seemed to finish his exploratory spells, a mischievous grin on his face.

Ellie held her hands together, giving him an intrigued look.

"Do... you see anything?" she asked, unable to contain her curiosity.

The dragon chuckled gently.

"So... your "gift" does several things, at least, that I could find," he said, sounding like a cute teacher addressing a curious student, "it might do more, fey are tricksy like that, but I doubt it."

Ellie nodded, letting him know he had her full attention.

"First off, it's like a brand or a message, it uses no words but it communicates to creatures like me something quite clearly..."

"What does it say..." asked Ellie, somehow suspecting the answer.

The dragon sighed, trying to keep a straight face.

"Something along the lines of... "If you can read this, yes, I am into you and yes, you can fuck me as much as you want, I consent," the dragon said with a naughty look.

Ellie sat there for a second with her mouth open.

"Oh..." she said nervously, a few things finally making sense, "can any magical creature see it?"

Obsidian shook his head.

"It wouldn't seem so, I think only those friendly and non threatening to you could see it, or benefit from the brand's other effects..."

Ellie's freckled face got flush with red.

"So, to summarize this brand - any magical creature that is not hostile to me believes that I am happy and open for them to just take me?" she asked, her body heat continuing to rise.

Obsidian nodded.

"And you are one of them..." she asked him point blank.

The dragon nodded with a naughty smile.

"And something tells me the dryads did not misread you when they placed their little parting gift on you..." the dragon said in a teasing tone.

"No... you would be perhaps... A little correct..." said Ellie quietly, still processing the information.

"What else does it do?" asked Ellie, trying to keep things going.

Obsidian grinned, clearly knowing what she was doing.

"It has some other minor and major effects..." he said as he sat down again on all fours, resting his chin on his claws, "as a beneficial minor thing, it protects you from unwanted pregnancy and all but the most virulent of sexual diseases."

Ellie tilted her head.

"It's... prophylactic?" she asked.

Obsidian nodded.

"Indeed, and contraceptive... but do be careful with that latter one," he said with a smirk, "it's tied to your own wants, so if in the throes of passion you really really want your partner to knock you up... your gift will do nothing to stop it."

Ellie licked her own lips before assenting.

"Noted..."

"Anything else?" she asked, hungry for more details.

Obsidian nodded again, his smirk having grown into a shit eating grin that annoyed Ellie, not because he offended her, but because she found incredibly cute.

"As you suspected you also emit a potent aura of arousal that that affects those around you, its effect mostly increases any already present attraction, but it could cause it in some," he said, still grinning, "though you should be able to control it's intensity, for it feeds on your own magic and it should be similar to your own paladin aura."

Ellie was happy with this news, being able to suppress it would prove useful if she wished to keep a low profile or just not attract every monster in heat in the vicinity while she was busy with something else.

"Would you teach me how to harness this gift?" she asked him, keen to learn this trick.

"Sure!" he said, once more sitting on his hind quarters, "stand up gorgeous, it will be easier like that."

Ellie was no stranger to compliments, but the dragon's own made her smile.

As requested by her host, she stood up, smoothing her dress almost subconsciously.

"I'm going to cast a focus spell on you, stand still for me," the dragon asked as he intoned a few words in draconic.

Ellie did as requested and stood perfectly still for him as he finished his incantation and gently placed the tip of one of his claws on her belly.

The magic ignited with a soft crackle from the dragon's finger and into her body, making it awash with a delightful warmth as the paladin let out a long pleasant moan.

Both of them stood there in silence for a second, shocked by the intensity of Ellie's reaction.

"Apologies..." said the paladin with one hand on her short bright red hair, "I do not normally react like that when a spell is cast on me..."

The dragon was purring louder than before; he had obviously enjoyed her reaction.

"No matter my dear... it's probably because of the subject we are dealing with..." he said, as the tip of his tail twitched in a way Ellie found cute.

"Now, close your eyes, and focus on your magic," he said with a soft gesture of his claw.

Ellie did as he asked, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.

She was no true spellcaster herself, but her paladin training allowed her to channel divine magic through her soul and body, and the strands and flows of this power moved gently through her.

Her sense of them was particularly keen now, most definitely because of the dragon's spell, allowing her to perceive the different flows of magic inside her like an intermingling web.

"I find it useful to try and perceive magic inside me in different colors," the dragon said with a softer tone, trying to not disturb her focus, "it helps make sense of the different strands and flows."

Ellie nodded, moving her own focus deeper.

She touched one the ebbs of power crossing through her, and she did so, she tried to think of its feel as one particular color, as Obsidian had suggested.

Slowly, she moved from strand to strand, instinctively knowing what they were the moment she touched them; her divine paladin magic glowing with a warm golden color, her own elven innate power giving her a violet or perhaps even pink vibe.

Then, mixed amongst everything else, she found the one strand she hadn't colored yet; it pulsated gently as it criss crossed all the others, hiding in plain sight.

When her mind touched it, her body trembled as it remembered the caresses of her dryad friends, the vibrant magic that composed it blatantly carrying their signature.

"I found it..." said Ellie with her eyes closed.

She couldn't see him, but the paladin knew her draconic friend was smiling.

"Excellent..." he said, his head moving closer to the elven lass, "gently grab it with your mind and slowly pull it away from your core..."

Ellie nodded at him, before tensing her hands slightly as she attempted to do as he asked.

It was surprisingly easy to do so... the magical pulse slowly grew dimmer and dimmer as she moved it away from her core.

"Well done..." said Obsidian, who was probably using some of his own magic to observe her progress, "without undoing the gift entirely it cannot be fully shut down, but if you push it and keep it there, you should be able to control its intensity."

Ellie nodded with a smile, she was proud of herself for being able to suppress it with such ease.

"Should I hazard the guess - if I press it back in, I may increase its intensity?" she said, pushing the other way with curiosity.

"Yes, but please be caref..." Obsidian's words got cut off by a loud growl that made the walls tremble.

Ellie had overshot, when she had pushed the thread back into her core she had expected it to offer the same resistance as before, but instead it was like a bow string bouncing after its archer let go.

It had not just gone whence it came, the strand had been catapulted deeper than ever, vibrating with power as it feasted on the burning passion of her soul.

The paladin slowly opened her eyes with concern, letting out a gasp at the sight of her host.

Obsidian had stood up on all fours, his eyes injected with fire and fixated on her as if wanting to burn her to a cinder. Long streams of steam flowed from his nostrils and half open jaws, his tongue dangling as small drips of drool fell from it as if he was nothing but a feral animal in heat.

Ellie instinctively tried to take a step back, though she froze in place when she saw the burning spear of meat that had popped from between the dragon's legs, thin trails of steam rising from the pulsating flesh.

A deep needy ache stabbed her in the groin, and the paladin groaned in frustration as she tried to control herself.

Obsidian growled again as he dug his claws onto the smooth stone floor, cutting onto it like dwarven picks on soft soil, struggling not to pounce on her and ravage her till she breaks.

And part of Ellie was dying for him to do so.

After a long tense moment, Obsidian clenched his jaws and growled again before regaining his voice.

"Please... suppress it..." he said, fighting against his own desires.

This seemed to snap Ellie out of her stupor, and she hurriedly tried to focus again on her arcane flows.

Thankfully, Obsidian's spell was still coursing through her, and it made finding the correct strand much easier despite her own burning arousal.

However, this time it didn't move as smoothly as it did before, fighting with her every inch of the way as she pulled and pulled on it, trying to get her lascivious aura under control.

Despite this, while she was unable to push it back as much as she had just moments ago, she was able to suppress it enough for her dragon host's breath to slow down and his body to relax, no longer looking as if he was about to tear her to pieces, metaphorically speaking.

After a long deep breath, Obsidian seemed to regain his composure, though he still had a naughty smile on his face, and his cock still throbbed between his hind legs.

"Apologies..." said Ellie, trying to ignore the fact that the smell of her aroused host and her own dirty thoughts had made her nipples so hard it felt she was about to piece through her dress, and that her knickers were utterly soaked.

"It's... ok," said Obsidian, with a sweet sensual tone, "because of your research I very much suspected you wanted us to end our meeting more... carnaly."

"And I think both our reactions to this little experience confirms it..."

Ellie trembled with anticipation, the dragon was not wrong.

"Shall we move then to the last thing I discovered about your little gift? Before we move to more... intimate matters?" he said, no longer bothering to hide his lustful intentions.

The nervous look on Ellie's face turned into a confident and complicit smile.

"Yes, Master Obsidian," she said, embracing her own body, "lets..."

Obsidian clenched his jaws with a soft growl at her use of the term "master" and Ellie smirked with a playful glint in her eyes, having achieved what she wanted.

"Right..." said the dragon after once more trying to keep his cool, "the final thing that I have found, is that I think your little gift makes you extremely vulnerable to any kind of manipulation magic or similar cast from someone affected by it..."

Ellie tilted her head, thinking.

"Wait, so, I cannot defend myself from enchantments or mind control spells?" she asked with a bit of concern.

Obsidian chuckled to himself. "Oh my dear, no... not just that..." he said with a grin, "if someone affected by your little gift casts anything on you that's not a directly harmful spell, you will have no defense against it..."

Ellie's green eyes lighted up as realisation hit her. "This must be why I cannot get those dryads to answer me when we meet! They merely enchant me on sight and we become... distracted..."

Obsidian nodded.

"Is it... dangerous?" Ellie asked, still processing the information.

The dragon shrugged. "All magic is potentially dangerous in the hands of someone malicious..." he said with a serious tone, "but who is affected by your little gift is so specific that I think you should be fine as long as you are aware of the risks..."

Ellie nodded back at him.

"To be blunt my dear, it seems your friends wanted to "punish" you for spying on them by making you unable to resist when another magical creature wanted to get in your pants..."

"It does seem that way..." said Ellie, staring at the ground for a moment, lost in thought.

"It's a poetic punishment, very typical of a vengeful fae," the dragon explained to the concerned paladin, "however..."

Ellie raised her gaze upwards again, interested in what else Obsidian had to say.

"I suspect during your little encounter with them they grew to like you, and perhaps regretted their little curse, but it's cast on you in such a way that only really powerful magic could unravel it..."

"So instead they just added some terms, changing it from a moral punishment to... a kinky punishment, ment to mess with you and still give you some fun."

The dragon grinned, happy with his explanation.

Ellie nodded back at him, everything he had said checked out with her own experiences.

At least now she could control the intensity somewhat, and be aware of potential pitfalls.

"Master Obsidian...." she said to get the dragon's attention while also making him twitch with what obviously was a kinky term for him, "how bad is the weakness to spells and powers inflicted by the gift?"

The dragon gave her a big naughty smile, before lowering his head to her level.

"Would you like me to demonstrate?" He said in such a way that it felt like the phrase was missing the words "you little shit" at the very end.

The paladin smiled to herself, amused by how much that calling him master pushed his buttons.

"Please, go ahead..." she said, curious for the results but also already giddy with anticipation for her next research subject.

Obsidian gave her a naughty smile again, before trying to look serious one more time.

"Right," he said, already focusing on his magic, "I am going to use a control spell on you, a simple one, try to resist it with all your might."

Ellie nodded back at him and smiled, her body unconsciously assuming a fighting stance.

"Ready!" she said excitedly.

Obsidian nodded at her and started uttering a short spell.

His draconic spellcasting was slightly different from the wizards and sorcerers that Ellie faced in the past, but as he had warned her it was still easy to recognise it as a basic command spell, the purpose of which was to force a target to follow a one word command.

Ellie had shrugged off spells like this before, her own willpower mixed with her paladin training made her almost unassailable to such low power magic.

The dragon was not even putting much force behind it, casting it as is without using any additional energy.

Finally, after a fraction of a second that felt like an eternity, he uttered his command.

"Undress"

As the magic of the spell washed over her, her divine barriers did not come up, refusing to respond to her call, and when the arcane suffused words snaked into her mind, no amount of effort, conscious or otherwise, was able to stop them. There was no resistance, no friction, it was as if the gates of her being were open and her willpower eager to surrender to the dragon's order.

Ellie's eyes glazed over as her body stopped being hers for a moment, the beautiful elf sensually unlacing the ribbon she was using as a belt and gently sliding the dress from her shoulders.

She wiggled her stunning athletic figure to ensure the dress hit the floor, and when it was just a crumple of silk under her, the paladin slowly slid down her soaked panties, tossing them aside as soon as they were free from her legs.

As the light slowly returned to her eyes, she found herself hugging her chest and pressing her supple breasts up, her lips parted as she panted looking at Obsidian.

"What in the hells..." she said with a confused look of aroused stupor.

The dragon grinned, and before she could speak any further, he casted again the same spell, though this time the command was different.

"Kneel"

Ellie dropped to her knees on her dress as if life had abandoned her legs, gently trembling while still holding her body and looking up at Obsidian with a progressively lustier look.

She tried to say something, but the dragon managed to speak before her once more, using the same spell for a third time.

"Cum"

He savored that single syllable as if it was ambrosia from the gods.

Ellie doubled over as she let out a long, breathless and almost painful moan, her whole body wracked with a mind melting orgasm that made her insides quiver and her pussy drool like a leaky pipe.

Still shivering from the aftershocks of her first climax of the night, the kneeling paladin raised her torso so she may look at Obsidian.

"That... was amazing..." she managed to say in between breaths.

Obsidian once more sat on all fours, resting his head on one of his claws hands.

"Do you want me to use one final one?" he said, clearly enjoying the show.

Ellie quivered in place while squeezing her thighs and biting her lip, her needy look a very clear answer to her host.

"I'll take that as a yes..." he said before concentrating once more.

What followed was not a simple single command spell, but something slightly more elaborate, though essentially the same thing but with a longer order.

"Now... tell me how much you want this..." the dragon said with the tingle of magic on his tongue.

His arcanely infused words dug deep into her mind, forcing her to push forward an honest response.

She vibrated for a moment, her lips trembling as the words bubbled up her own throat, before finally blarting them out with a truly desperate tone.

"Please, sir... I want... I need you to wreck me! I beg of thee - stick that spear of meat into my guts! Stretch me like a sock over your ridges! Fill me up until I break! And... and shove that knot so deep inside me it feels like it will never come out!"

Obsidian blinked for a second in shock, he was expecting her enthusiastic approval, but that was off the charts.

Ellie said nothing more, the onslaught of spells having driven her so over the edge that she could only drool in excitement like an animal while giving the dragon a lustful stare that would have made a succubus blush.

Obsidian stood up as if releasing a spring, his body burning so hot steam was filling up the study, all while his cock throbbed with the beating of his heart, the wet droplets dripping from it leaving steam trails before evaporating on the stone floor.

"Fuck it then, let's go!" he said with an evil grin.

The dragon snapped his fingers and four glimmering golden chains made of pure magic emerged from thin air around Ellie, wrapping around her wrists and ankles tightly before lifting her up and holding her in a spread eagle pose.

Her body was pulled upwards until it was level with the head of the standing dragon, the chains following the path Obsidian was tracing with his finger.

Ellie whimpered and moaned as her body tensed and trembled with arousal, she was really into bondage, something her partner must have either deduced from her writing, or just a very good educated guess.

Obsidian pressed his snout against her belly, his burning hot scales stealing a moan from her throat, before he took a good long sniff while sensually licking his sharp teeth.

"Fuck you smell delicious..." he said, baring his teeth at her, "you make me doubt if I want to fuck you or eat you..."

At this point Ellie was so mindlessly horny from everything that had happened that she didn't care either way, she needed him like water in a scorching desert. The paladin tried to speak, but only desperate groans of lust came from her throat.

Obsidian gave her a wide grin, before extending his ridiculously long, warm and slick tongue slid from his mouth and coiled around her ankles.

Ellie's eyes retreated once more into her skull as her lover dragged his mighty tongue along her skin, the flexible muscle coiling around her flesh as if it had a mind of its own, and refusing to leave an inch of her flesh untasted.

The paladin drooled with a dumb expression of bliss on her face as her partner explored her whole body like this, long needy gasps filling the room as the cavalcade of sensations threatened to drive her insane.

Finally, the dragon pulled back slightly, pulling her closer to his nose with a flick of his claw. His eyes burned with supernatural intensity, making the paladin feel hollow and yet more desperate to be filled.

He closed his eyes and delicately pressed the tip of his snout against her lips, his tongue pressing gently against her mouth but clearly not willing to accept it remained closed to him.

The paladin surrendered to his kiss, desperately trying to lick and suckle his tongue as it forced itself down her throat, making it visible bulge as if she was receiving a savage throat fucking.

Obsidian purred softly, making the vibration of his body travel softly through his tongue, and into his lover.

Ellie moaned loudly for him, instinctively pulling on the chains and getting lashes of excitement every time she felt they wouldn't budge.

After almost passing out from lack of air, Obsidian slowly retreated his tongue and gave her one more smouldering look, the paladin responding with a lascivious smile as her pussy visibly twitched for him.

"Time for my treat..." he said as he flipped her horizontally with a movement of his claw, leaving her smooth, wet and delectable pussy exposed for him.

The dragon gave her a teasing lick with the tip of his tongue, sensually spreading her lower lips before savagely clamping his jaws around her whole lower midsection.

Ellie trembled from the shock, his unnaturally sharp teeth digging against her flesh without piercing her skin, the dragon showing his experience and self control with creatures much more delicate than himself, for he could have just ripped her in two without effort had he wanted to.

The magical chains around her wrists pulled away from her body, restraining her wrists above her head as if a lover was holding them down like so, while at the same time the restraints around her ankles banished, letting her wrap her long beautiful legs around the dragon's snout, pulling him closer with what strength she could muster.

With the look of a mischievous cat, Obsidian finally pushed his tongue into her pussy, the strong and wet appendage facing no resistance from the paladin's nethers.

Ellie whined with a ridiculously whorish face, any attempts to stay classy long gone by the wayside. She bit her lip as her belly bulged from the size of the tongue inside her. The dragon's maws blocked her view from it, but just imagining how it looked from the outside drove her insane with need.

Obsidian moved his tongue around her with gusto, filling and stretching her insides while gently teasing her cervix with the tip of his muscular appendage.

It was just too much, and Ellie orgasmed for her partner without a loud and unashamed scream that filled every corner of the room.

Her lover gave her a moment to breathe and bask in the afterglow, her breasts jiggling on her chest due to her long breaths and trembling, but the moment he felt she had just barely enough to regain her breath he continued his lustful proving of her insides.

Ellie threw her head back, a dirty breathless gasp of pleasure as her draconic partner bunched up a bit of his tongue right on her clit, rubbing it with mischievous delight while the rest of his long muscle continued to lovingly stretch her insides.

The delightful result was the paladin started to have a chain of multiple orgasms, one snapping after the other while her body trembled so much it felt her limbs were about to rattle off their sockets and fall off.

Her face was a grimace of delight, mindlessly drooling with her eyes half open and glazed over.

Finally satisfied with his work, Obsidian slowly retreated his tongue, licking his teeth and snout with dirty sounds as if he had just enjoyed the most delicious noodles in existence.

"You taste so bloody good, you filthy little paladin..." he said as Ellie's body suddenly dangled from her wrist restraints, snapping her mind back into the room due to the jolt of pain from the pull."

Thankfully her strong muscles could take it, and this wasn't her first time dangling from her wrists for a lover, something that Obsidian must have suspected for he didn't seem the type to risk an injury on his lover just because.

Ellie curled her toes as her body tensed from her last experience, this had given her lots to write about.

Obsidian nuzzled her body and gave her chest and tummy a gentle lick and kiss.

"Good so far, my delicious morsel?" he asked, checking on his lover as he moved back to his pile of cushions, the chains holding Ellie levitating behind him as if on a tether.

The paladin nodded effusively back at him as he got comfortable on his back, giving Ellie a nice view of his underside.

His chest and belly scales were of a softer color, tending more to grey than pure obsidian black, and they seemed smoother and silkier.

Ellie bit her lip looking at them, she found herself really wanting to pet his belly as if he wasn't nothing more than an overgrown and friendly cat. But her eyes weren't able to linger much longer on his scales, for his cock started stealing her attention.

It was of a vibrant fleshy red, not as much as in the penis of a canine, but richer that on the flesh of a human cock. The tip of his member was tapered like a spear, and the backside of the shaft had multiple delicious ridges before ending on a thick pulsating knot that was calling to Ellie as if it was her destiny to embrace it with her flesh.

Obsidian's phallus, even in his currently reduced size, was enormous, probably as thick as Ellie's thigh in some places, and definitely not something a regular woman could just take.

But thankfully Ellie was not a regular woman, this was not her first rodeo with a magical creature, and her divine powers combined with the gift of her dryad friend, made her feel safe in the knowledge that she would be safe.

Obsidian clearly knew this, for he grabbed the paladin with one of his hands, his claw gripping her torso tightly as if he was grabbing his own cock, all while the magical chains around Ellie's wrists vanished, leaving her hanging by just his firm grip.

He started to tease her lower lips with the tip of his cock, making the paladin moan like a whore for him while her cute feet twitched and their toes curled.

Ellie's green eyes locked completely with the dragon's gaze, giving him her best needy look, all while she pressed her body against his claw and her hands squeezed her own breasts, moaning for her lover to do as he wished.

Obsidian growled in response and started pressing her stretched and soaked pussy against the tip of his manhood, Ellie tensing her own body as she prepared for the massive insertion.

The dragon's tip slid inside her with surprising ease, though not without a loud and dirty wet sound.

Ellie bent over Obsidian's claw, her face almost like that of a lunatic losing their mind for what was happening. Her lower belly was already bulging and throbbing from the dragon's tip, and her body language made it clear she was desperate for more.

Obsidian kept pulling her down onto his cock, the gorgeous elven woman throwing her torso back and forth on his claw as her insides gave way to him as if her body was a pig skin being stretched along his ridges.

She held her face looking down, her eyes filled with excitement and need for yet more and more of his length and girth to rearrange her organs, the feeling of her pussy and womb being stretched so intense she could not register any pain whatsoever.

As his ridges slid into her one after the other, Ellie bit her own hand with a groan, her expression one of decisiveness as she encouraged him without words to just keep going.

Both her and Obsidian let out a loud and dirty groan as her pussy finally encountered his knot, her whole lower abdomen bloated with the unmistakable shape of the dragon's cock, his tip so deep inside her she could feel him in her ribs.

The paladin's hands ran along her lower half, feeling his enormity inside her and getting drunk from his throbbing. She gently raised her head to look at him and perhaps say something, but the only sounds that came from her mouth were happy gurgles.

"Glad to see you are loving it, my dear," said Obsidian, giving her a gentle squeeze so she could feel the shape of his cock inside her a bit better, "time to use you like you delightfully requested..."

Ellie held her face again like an excited teenager before the dragon started to move her up and down on his cock, her body so small compared to him that she was nothing but a masturbation aid for him.

Each thrust seemed to make her feel as if she was about to explode, though she was aware her magic and strength were holding. An odd rational thought reassured her that she'd be good as new after a few spells and some rest.

A comforting thought... Yet right now her lust was so out of control she couldn't really care an iota if her lover completely ruined her.

Her body got pulled over his pulsating flesh again, and again, and again... Obsidian had thrown his head back onto his pillows and was literally using her for his enjoyment, the delighted paladin trapped in his claw was nothing but a toy to him.

Unable to keep her rational mind functioning, Ellie's thoughts slowly turned into a thick soup of emotions, desires and pure lust. She had never felt fuller, and the sensation was burning so deep into her psyche she knew she'd be touching herself for many moons to come with the memories of this encounter.

The dragon groaned and whined as he moved her faster and faster along his shaft, his throbbing cock clearly had been dying for release since they started talking, and especially after her little blunder with her little gift.

Elli had lost count of how many times she had climaxed, right now she cared less about the orgasms and more about the burning sensation of fullness that she was experiencing.

Obsidian's throbbing got more and more intense, his huge body tensing as his grip around Ellie intensified, how he could control himself enough to not just snap her in half, the paladin didn't understand, but she also didn't rightly care at the moment.

With a roar of satisfaction the dragon reached orgasm, his body twitching as a jet of cum shot from his cock as if a damn had broken under his knot.

The impact of his seed made Ellie see stars, her already stretched womb threatening to burst from the ungodly amount of dragon cream filling her. Her body tensed so much it felt as if it was about to snap, a long breathless groan escaping her as her lower abdomen progressively getting more and more bloated with burning cum that felt hot as magma.

Her face twitched as her eyes seemed ready to pop from the deranged expression of joyful surprise in them, biting her whole lower lip with an utterly filthy smile.

Obsidian lifted his head and looked at her as clouds of steam flowed from his mouth and nostrils as if someone was running a sauna in his head. His burning gaze committing to memory her gorgeous debauched expression.

The dragon did not stop orgasming inside her, thin yet forceful jets of cum shooting from between his cock and her pussylips, painting Obsidian's knot white. He slowly released his grip on her, the paladin so deeply impaled and so full of his cum that her body couldn't really go anywhere, though he kept his claw on her back and rear just in case.

A very long and deep purr resonated through Obsidian, traveling up his cock and reverberating inside his lover, giving her yet another climax, and making her pussy leak even more cum on his knot while she babbled incoherently.

Ellie wasn't sure how long she spent in a babbling drunken stupor from the experience, her thoughts returning slowly, as if they didn't want to resurface and break that mindless bliss. But eventually they did, her focus returning as she looked at Obsidian with a dumb yet genuine smile, her hands squeezing her still bloated and impaled insides.

"By the gods, that was amazing, she said, moaning as more of Obsidian's cum leaked out of her.

"I'm glad I lived up to your expectations, my dear..." said the dragon with a smirk, his claw caressing her back tenderly.

The paladin clumsily moved her dangling feet, feeling the soft scales in his groin and his burning knot against her thighs.

"I didn't get the knot, though..." she said, almost like a disappointed child that didn't get her favorite sweet.

Obsidian chuckled loudly, the heaving of his chest making her moan once more. "Well aren't you greedy, my dear!" the dragon said with a smile.

"Maybe..." she said, squeezing the knot with her silky thighs, "but I was looking forward to it..."

Her draconic lover gave her a really mischievous grin. "And who told you we were done?"

Ellie felt her body boil with his words, her pussy clenching his meaty shaft as if wanting to crush it. "Oh gods, yes please... ravage me more!" she said, her green eyes shining with need.

Obsidian licked his snout once more, all while another of his claws sneaked behind Ellie and teased her little ass, stealing more needy moans from her. "I suspect you like it when your lovers break your back door..." the dragon said as he enjoyed her musical moans, "did I guess correctly?"

The paladin nodded at him as she pleaded with her eyes, the usual strong and defiant look of the paladin utterly gone while she enjoyed just being a lustful dragon's toy.

"Excellent..." Obsidian said while he used a minor telekinesis spell to grab a bottle from one of the shelves and moved it through the air till it levitated gently in front of his lover.

Ellie instinctively reached for it and carefully grabbed it with her shaking hands, pulling it close to her face to better inspect it. It was a thin and long glass vessel, perhaps closer to a vial than a bottle in retrospect, and it had a single word in draconic writing on its label. Reading draconic was hard when your brain was mush from the epically savage fucking she had just received, but it was good enough to understand the character "stretch".

"Drink it, my dear, it will help..." he said with a warm smile.

The paladin nodded and uncorked the vial, taking a look inside it before drinking. It was filled with a slick purple-ish liquid, and it smelled odd, almost like rubber. She looked at Obsidian, who gave her a smiling nod, and the paladin, intrigued by what he was planning, drank it all in one swing.

Potions rarely taste good, and this was no exception, the magical concoction burning down her throat as it seeped into her being and activated its arcane effect. Mere seconds after, Ellie, while still impaled and bloated by her last round with the horny dragon, felt a lot more comfortable with the pressure inside her, as if her organs, bones and flesh were bending around the invading shaft of meat.

"A minor transmutation effect, but a very useful one..." the dragon said with a chuckle, "it makes your insides flexible and rubbery, making it hard to suffer internal damage."

Ellie put it to the test by grinding against her lover's cock, finding how despite her tightness it was easy to do so, and giving herself a few lovely jolts of pleasure from the dragon's tip pressing and stretching her surely bruised womb.

"This feels so good..." she said, grabbing his claw with hers so she could grind more comfortably, "did you invent this to fuck ladies like me?"

The dragon gave her a coy smile. "Shockingly... no, it's an old recipe, invented to survive assasinations and blunt trauma, since it makes a heart harder to stab if it can just bend out of the way of the knife..." he said with a giggle, "very useful for fucking cuties like you though..."

Ellie planted her feet on his scales and kept moving her hips, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his massive insertion without the fear of her insides rupturing due to it. "Why didn't we use it before?" she asked him genuinely curious.

Obsidian groaned in response to her grinding, his cock twitching again as it came alive from her attentions. "I didn't use it before because I knew your pussy could take me like this, and I have been told that it feels different when you can take it naturally."

Ellie gave him a salacious look before using her hands to feel where his tip was inside her and gave it a nice squish, stroking it gently through her flesh. The loud groan of delight she got from the dragon made her smile with satisfaction.

"I also wanted to see your face when you felt your insides stretch to their breaking point..." he said, giving her a look that made her blood boil.

"Isn't that dangerous?" she said, her tone making it clear she wasn't too bothered by this.

"Oh it is... but I believed in you and I have healing potions and spells at hand... always handy when you can crush your lovers and family by mistake due to one's size..."

Ellie giggled while grabbing her bloated belly tightly, cum having drained out of her so much already that she could feel his length clearly and took advantage of it by pressing and stroking against his shaft.

Obsidian closed his eyes with a look of lustful joy before blowing some steam on her face and throwing her a kiss.

The paladin liked this less serious side of him, it made him feel more human, or whatever the correct word was for a dragon.

"Anyhow..." said Obsidian, grabbing her tightly again as she let out a cute squeak in surprise, before slowly pulling her off his cock.

After every single one of his ridges pulled free, Ellie let out a dirty moan, leaking all over her lover unashamedly while squeezing her gorgeous freckled breasts for him.

"Now that we have warmed up, and you are safe thanks to the potion", the dragon said, bringing her close to his mouth as she leaked all over his chest, "I'm going to fucking pound you..."

Ellie's sore pussy contracted in response to his words, her needy look making it clear she had been looking forward to this. "Yes please... don't you fucking hold back..."

Another big grin appeared on the dragon's face before he spoke once more, using a much softer tone, his words full of burning sensuality. "Oh, I remember your request... so I'm going to put you in all fours like a bitch, take your ass, pound it so hard if it wasn't for the potion you'd be a splatter on the floor when I was done, and shove my knot so deep inside you my kobolds will have to scrape you off it..."

His words and his burning magma-like gaze made Ellie's head spin, her mischievous look was gone, replaced once more by a needy gaze.

Wasting no time, Obsidian grabbed one of his massive pillows and threw it on the ground in front of them, before roughly shoving the paladin face down onto its soft surface.

Ellie let out a lascivious groan, enjoying the roughness of his manhandling, before raising her ass onto the air as if her life depended on it, her back arched like a beautiful silken slide, the paladin an obvious master at offering herself like this.

The dragon got up fully and lowered his body over her on all fours, rubbing the burning tip of his spear headed cock against her.

Both lovers moaned and groaned as they made contact, their lasciviousness only matched by their eagerness.

"Do it! Just fucking pound me!" Ellie said, as excited as if she was about to go into battle, grinding her needy ass against his cock.

A long and loud growl filled the room, before Obsidian wholeheartedly followed her request and started pushing with all the force of his hips.

Her body got shoved flat against the pillow due to the impetus from her lover, and once the ground had her trapped against the oncoming avalanche of meat, her ass gave way and Obsidian's cock pushed inside her with a sharp wet sound.

Ellie's eyes rolled back onto her skull once more as she desperately grabbed and clawed the pillow, even biting it to give the savage impulses in her somewhere to go. Before she had metaphorically spoken about the dragon rearranging her insides, now it felt very much literal as her guts stretched and parted to accommodate Obsidian's ridged spear lancing her ass without mercy, refusing to stop until his knot was burning against her ass cheeks.

The dragon pushed his body as close as he could to the ground, digging his claws deeply onto the polished rock floor as his hips smashed his lover against the cushion like an out of control dwarven crusher.

Every time Obsidian pulled back, Ellie's hips were dragged upwards, her body hanging by the tip of Obsidian's cock, before he slammed down on her again, his knot threatening to split her in half all while she could taste his dick in her mouth despite it having entered through the backdoor.

The paladin kept making filthy gurgling noises with each thrust, her perverted face warped with lustful joy.

"More! More! Harder!" she somehow managed to say with broken and breathless words.

A toothy grin showed on Obsidian's face, the dragon surprised that she could still talk and delighted to hear she still wanted for him to let loose further.

He rested his whole body on top of her, as if he was laying his own belly on the cushion, and tensed up before unleashing his hips on her with abandon.

The room was filled with the sound of Obsidian's crotch scales slapping against the paladin's asscheeks, her pale little ass red raw as if she was having a rough paddling session with a kinky lover.

No longer could she voice anything, her lover impaling her so deep thanks to the potion's help that every time she opened her mouth only the filthy wet sounds of her insides moving aside so her body could be an even tighter cock sleeve for him.

Brutal thrust after brutal thrust left her limp like a broken doll on the cushion, the shine in her eyes gone as her mind retreated into the deepest, warmest and most lascivious parts of her soul.

Feeling used like this had overcome the joys of any climax, and later Ellie would ask herself if this is how so many surrendered to him and willingly became his beloved toys.

With rumble coming from his lower body, Obsidian commenced to groan again, the dragon obviously close to climax as he tried to push himself closer to her.

Ellie was too gone to notice, her consciousness temporarily dimmed from the utterly brutal fucking.

With triumphant roar, Obsidian slammed his knot as hard as he could on his lover, pushing and pushing against a whining and drooling Ellie till her ass finally surrendered and her little ass stretched like a rubber ring about to snap over the hard burning meat of the dragon.

Even in her reduced mental state, the sensation was so savage that her torso jolted upwards at the same time the filthy wet sound of her ass giving way to the dragon's knot echoed through the room.

Obsidian's thick and burning cum filled her once more, the brutal stream of cream bloating and filling what little was left unstretched of her insides before flooding her stomach, her throat and finally her mouth.

The paladin opened her mouth to moan but a glob of dragon cum came out instead, her eyes rolling back as more and more of Obsidian's seed spilled out of her mouth and onto the pillow.

It didn't seem to ever stop, her body bulging and relaxing with every shot from Obsidian's cock as she kept drooling more and more cum from her mouth, a dumb happy smile on her face.

Obsidian used his long neck to take a look under his body, and chuckled with a smile at the sight of his lover. The feeling of her trembling body trapped by his knot and her happy face making him feel fuzzy inside.

Abusing the fact that it was impossible to dislodge her from his cock at this time, the dragon carefully got up and slowly made his way back to his pillows, laying on his back to avoid staining them further with their fluids. He had cleaning spells at hand, but it was the principle of the thing.

The dragon relaxed while looking at Ellie, the gorgeous paladin still twitching against his knot, her body enjoying climax after climax while her already battered mind went dimmer and dimmer.

Eventually exhaustion and the afterglow from her savage fucking by Obsidian took it's toll, and her eyes gently closed, the dragon's loud purring vibrating in her ears as her world sunk into a blissful darkness.

After what felt like an eternity of warm and peaceful oblivion, Ellie felt her thoughts return like bubbles in a slow boiling cauldron. She carefully opened her eyes, finding herself in a different dim lit room, her draconic friend and lover sitting on all fours reading while her body rested in a comfortable couch or divan.

She had been thoroughly cleaned and wrapped in a warm silky blanket that she instinctively pulled closer to her skin. Her insides ached from what had surely been the most savage monster fucking session she ever had... so far, but the pain didn't bother her as much as the odd feeling of emptiness in her guts. Perhaps she should be careful with her experiments, one could get addicted to stuff like this.

Obsidian turned his head and smiled at her, probably having noticed she was awake a few moments ago, but patiently waiting for her to regain her bearings.

"Welcome back to the land of the waking, my beautiful friend," he said, the book he was reading closing itself and gently hovering back towards a cute tea table next to Ellie's couch, "I hope you feel refreshed?"

Ellie smiled back at him and tried to sit up on the couch, her aching insides making her flinch a couple of times before managing to right her torso while keeping her legs on the soft furniture.

"How long was I out?" She asked, snuggling the delightfully warm blanket, "I feel like I have been out for ages."

Obsidian chuckled and turned to face her with a big smile on his face, all the while a cute black kobold seemed to appear out of nowhere and offer Ellie a warm cup of coffee.

The paladin almost squealed with delight at the sight of the cup, and she gave the kobold several effusive pets in thanks before thinking if it was polite to pet a kobold without consent.

Thankfully for her, the cute dragon-like creature happily yipped in response to her pets and dashed off to do other chores after she had taken the cup from him.

"Gods I need this," she said, taking a long sip of the rich dark liquid, "thank you to you and your kobolds for your hospitality."

Obsidian nodded at her in response. "And thank you for such a memorable evening, my dear," the dragon said with a cocky smile, "I hope it gets me a popular chapter in your book..."

Ellie smiled at him, holding the warm cup to her chest. "Oh, trust me Master Obsidian, I think it will be a rather impressive chapter..." she said with a naughty smile.

The dragon blasted a cloud of steam from his nose, clearly riled up again by her use of a certain term.

"Eleanor... I have exercised enormous restraint so far... but I swear, if you call me Master one more time I'm casting a thrall spell on you..." he said baring his teeth at her.

The paladin grinned to herself, happy to see she could still get a reaction like this from him, but also slightly annoyed that even if just for a second she found herself wanting for him to go through with his threat.

Alas, they both relaxed, knowing their roads went in different directions..

A long moment of silence filled the room before Obsidian broke it with a fake cough.

"Anyhow..." the dragon said, his body clearly relaxing, "you will be happy to hear that I have decided to patronise your little quest."

Ellie's eyes shone in the dim light for a moment. "Thank you so much, my lord, you shall not be disappointed!"

Obsidian tried to hide it, but her tone made him feel like a cat basking in praise. "Think nothing of it, my dear, and please I insist, call me Obsidian."

The paladin giggled and gave him a nod, no more teasing she told herself... for now.

"Anyhow, in exchange I hope to get regular updates, and maybe some author's notes that won't go into the final piece," he said with a wink.

Ellie nodded effusively in response. "But of course, I'll make sure you get the juiciest of details..." Ellie said in a complicit tone.

"Excellent," said Obsidian with a grin.

"By the way," asked Ellie, finally realising something, "where is Ayla?"

Obsidian smiled. "I believe while we were busy she joined one of the many revelries that often happen in the lair and is currently nursing a nasty hangover in another room."

Ellie laughed, yeah, that made sense. "I suspect she wasn't alone..." she asked as she took yet another sip of her cup.

Obsidian nodded in response. "Indeed, I believe she is still resting on a warm pile of bodies," he said, reassuringly, "but I will fetch her later when everyone has had time to rest."

"Thank you," said Ellie, putting her no empty cup on the tea table beside the couch.

"Oh! And speaking of companions..." the dragon said with a funny look on his face, "I wanted to introduce you to someone."

This caught Ellie by surprise. "Ah! Sure I guess!" she said, not really quite sure about what to say, "who might they be?"

"You'll see!" the dragon said in an excited tone, the glimmer of a sending spell next to his claws.

Not long after a knock was heard on the door, and Obsidian ushered the person behind to come in.

The door opened and through its threshold came into the room a woman. A strikingly beautiful woman, Ellie thought a fraction of a second later. While she wore a very demure ankle length white dress, it clung enough to her body that one could imagine the slender figure under it. A tight black underbust hugged her midsection, tensing the top of her dress enough around her chest to stop her ample bosom from jiggling as she walked.

From what could be seen from what little skin she showed, for her dress covered everything but her arms and neck, the newcomer had pale white skin like Ellie, though her complexion was slightly darker, if only just.

A long lustrous mane of curly blonde hair flowed from her head, making the paladin think of a cascade of liquid gold, and she walked towards Obsidian with a firm and elegant pace, her gait and specially the clicking sounds her feet made with every step suggested she was wearing some rather tall heels hidden under the edges of her long dress.

"Hi daddy! You wanted to see me?" the newcomer asked with a beautifully chipper voice.

Daddy, thought Ellie, another one of Obsidian's lovers with a particular kink... or perhaps...

The newcomer turned her head and looked at Ellie, her lips curling into a beautiful smile as soon as their gazes met. This immediately answered the question that Ellie was about to ask herself, for the woman had big, bright and deep magma colored eyes with a piercing draconic iris.

Not one of Obsidian's lovers, no, one of his daughters.

And as if to further confirm that conclusion, Ellie noticed that from the back of her dress protruded a thick draconic tail with shiny obsidian looking scales. It undulated in the air, sensually matching her movements.

"Hi sweetie, thank you for coming, I wanted to introduce you to someone and propose you two something," the dragon said, giving her a loving nuzzle.

The woman wrapped her arms around as much of Obsidian's snout as she could and covered it loving kisses, before giving him a nuzzle herself and turning towards Ellie, walking towards her with curiosity.

Ellie, surprised still by the new person in the room, stood up while still clinging to her blanket, somewhat hypnotised by the woman's sensual and surely practiced gait.

The newcomer stood in front of Ellie with a smile on her face, looking her up and down, her face had soft features, and she had masterfully applied make-up to make her already striking beauty frankly breathtaking.

"And who might this cutie be!" she asked with a playful tone, "perhaps a new mommy, eh, daddy?" she said, giving her father a mischievous look before looking at Ellie again.

Obsidian gave out a long sigh. "Alas, no, Eleanor here is involved in a rather... interesting quest, so she will be departing sometime soon..." said the dragon with slight frustration in his voice, clearly wanting to expand his hoard, but understanding of the circumstances.

"Oh... oh..." exclaimed the woman, the look she was giving Ellie turning noticeably more sensual.

"Wait a second..." she said getting closer to Ellie, "are you that cute paladin that is writing that... em... guide on the sexuality of magical creatures?" she asked, making cute quote signs with her hands.

Ellie gave her a shy smile, still somewhat surprised and flustered by the woman. "That would be me, Eleanor Rydlocke at your service, my lady...?" She said, waiting for her reply.

"Aurora," she said with a smile and a look that could have felled empires, "it's a pleasure lady Eleanor, I haven't read it myself, but from what my father tells me I'd be a big fan of your writing..."

Obsidian visibly groaned, an understanding father, but a father nonetheless. "Aurora, please behave... at least while I'm here..."

Aurora giggled. "Come on daddy, you know I'm a really good girl..." she winked at Ellie while her head was turned away from Obsidian, and yet the dragon rolled his eyes, knowing full well what was going on even without seeing it.

"Anyhow!" said Aurora excitedly before grabbing Ellie's hands and pulling them to her warm chest, "it's a great pleasure to finally meet you!"

The blanket that had been till now Ellie's only source of modesty was now on the floor, thanks to Aurora's effusive salute. With a cheeky smile the half dragon lass gave her a long look up and down, clearly liking what she saw.

"My, oh my, truly a courageous and brazen warrior..." She might dress demurely and speak like a well educated princess, but Ellie could tell that under that facade was a creature equally as lustful as her father, if not more.

The paladin shifted uncomfortably on her feet, trying to hide her pussy by crossing her legs, and failing by actually making her pose more sensual if anything.

"Aurora please," said Obsidian walking closer, "Ellie is going to get cold..."

The half dragon lass smiled again as she released Ellie's hands before demurely squatting to pick up the blanket, holding her gaze on the paladin's nethers just long enough to make Ellie blush again.

She stood up and threw the blanket over Ellie's shoulders, helping her to sit on the couch and joining her perilously close.

"You smell delicious..." she whispered into Ellie's ear with words so lustful they could ignite a fire.

Obsidian snapped Aurora out of her aggressive flirtation by clearing his throat, both women looking at him in response, though Aurora sensually grabbed one of Ellie's hands with both of hers.

"I swear, you and your sisters will be the death of me..." said Obsidian to Aurora, but with a smile that made it clear he was not angry with her, just slightly uncomfortable.

Aurora let out a cute giggle while caressing Ellie's hand so sensually the paladin could feel the hairs at the back of her neck stand at attention.

"Anyhow..." Obsidian said with a smile, "Aurora here is an extremely talented sorceress, I am her father, but trust me when I say this, when she blooms her power will be able to make the realms tremble..."

Aurora leaned close to Ellie's ear and whispered again. "I personally prefer to make other things tremble..."

Obsidian tilted his head, begging his daughter without words to please just let him finish.

"She has also been pleading with me for a rather long time to let her go on some kind of adventure, and having been a wanderer myself, I truly understand her feelings..." the dragon said, trying his best to sound serious despite her daughter's constant flirting with Ellie.

"I know it's a weird request but... would you consider taking her with you?" the dragon asked bluntly, "I don't meet many adventurers I would trust my daughter with, and I can assure you, despite her sass she could be very useful in your party."

Aurora leaned again onto Ellie's ear. "I know how to cast web, black tentacles and prismatic toy..."

"I heard that..." said Obsidian, exasperated.

"Oh, come on daddy, in which arcane library do you think I learned those spells...?" Aurora winked at Ellie before smiling at her dad.

Obsidian sighed. "Fair... fair... I have planted the seeds of my own destruction..."

"Oh, you have planted plenty of seed alright, daddy..." said Aurora giggling like a five year old.

The dragon was not amused, but even he had to give his daughter a little smile for that jab.

"Sorry to spring this on you, Ellie, but I genuinely thought it was a good idea..." the dragon said with a smile.

Ellie looked to her side, the stunning Aurora was sitting regally to her side, still sensually caressing her hand while gazing at her with an angelic smile that utterly failed to hide her attraction for the paladin.

She took a long deep breath and then looked back at Aurora, giving her a smile before turning to Obsidian once more.

"Sure, I'll check with Ayla, but I doubt she'll be against having some help on the quest," Ellie said with honesty.

"Marvellous," said obsidian with a delighted smile, while Aurora did a little clap and excitedly stood up.

"Oh, I'm so excited," said the half dragon lass hurriedly standing up and almost whipping Ellie in the face with her tail, "I need to go prepare my bags!"

She leaned down and gave Ellie a kiss on her cheek, leaving the paladin blushing again in surprise before hurriedly striding out of the room.

"I'll see you later!" Aurora said excitedly with a wave before disappearing through the threshold.

Ellie looked at Obsidian, who looked back at her with a shrug.

"She's all yours now... please take care of her..." the dragon said with a heartfelt tone.

The paladin collected her thoughts for a moment before smiling to herself. Not quite what she had planned... but definitely a successful entry in her quest!

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Thank you for reading!

The character of Ellie was created by my friend GetWhimsical and she stars in her own lovely series.