He walked through the corridor that led to the stairs, only way to the sub-level, with a bucket of fresh meat. He has chosen this warehouse because of it; because a half underground level was the most cave-like place he could find for such a creature.
 
Down here was now kept the source of all his troubles; what people called the �living proof of his parents� madness inheritance�. However, this creature was also the one that could demonstrate that his parents were not mad or crazy. And until then, taking good care of her helped him thinking that he was a better man than all those blood-thirsty warriors. It was the only reason he could still sleep at night: knowing he was able to do the right things against a society which didn�t even care about moral. Somehow, he was proud to be able to stand for his ideas, even if it made the whole population shunning him. Especially when these ideas implied sparing and respecting life.
 
As he went downstairs, he kept thinking about what he could do, what he should do, to reach his goals. His experiences on a possible coexistence could turn out to be his own end as well as his greatest achievement. But he had no idea on which approach could lead to one more than to the other. He seemed that he had managed to get her less aggressive, last time, probably because he had stood up for her life in front of her: it was some kind of recognition. However, due to the circumstances, he hadn�t been able to pay enough attention to determine if it was a real progress, or just a brief ceasefire. Was he in the right path, was he doing the right things?
 
He unlocked the door that appeared at the end of the stairs, and pushed it to face the greatest challenge he ever had in his life: a dragon. A living, carnivorous, and to summarize all the other possible adjectives he could find about this creature, a dangerous dragon. Or, to be more accurate, a dangerous dragoness; a dangerous dragoness that raised her head in her prison cell as she heard the noise of the opening door. She had probably assimilated that a visit nearly always meant �mealtime�.
 
In the past week, and since when she had arrived, he had tried to understand her, to reach her, to observe her while he took care of her needs. He had tried to appear friendly, to make her understand he wasn�t her enemy. But most of the time, he could nearly sense her hostility toward him. And how could he blame her for that? A wild creature, suddenly imprisoned in an underground cell, couldn�t be expected to show any sympathy for the one who kept her.
 
Of course, he didn�t have any regret about his decision to keep her here. Otherwise, she would have been killed about a week ago by the warriors of the city. But he felt that she took him as the direct responsible for her captivity. And once again, he couldn�t blame her for that, because it was true. The only thing that kept him away from becoming depressed or mad was repeating endlessly in his head that her hatred was the proof she was alive and still healthy. And that the absence of this anger would simply mean he wouldn�t have done the right thing.
 
As he was looking for the key of the cell, he remembered all the efforts he had put during the past week to protect her from another kind of hatred: the hatred of revenge-thirsty humans who saw dragon killing as some kind of salvation. He felt that the risks he took back then to save her were the proof he was still a good young man.
 
He unlocked the metallic door, pushed it, and began to close it after he got in, lost in his thoughts. Maybe, tonight, she wouldn�t be too aggressive, or too angry. Maybe he could manage to reach her, anyhow. Maybe�
 
He felt his whole thinking stop in surprise when he turned to face� the so-called dragoness dressed on her hind legs, standing at his level, forelegs pressed against the bars of the doors on each side of his head. He was trapped against the closed door, and her head was only at a few centimeters from his.
 
�Hello, you.� She said with a strange grin.
 
Staring straight at him with her reptilian yellow eyes, motionless, she began to spread her wings. Suddenly afraid, he remembered reading in his parent�s notes that dragons did this unconsciously to appear bigger. It was an instinctive reflex to try to intimidate and to dominate.
 
�A� Amaria?� he stumbled, dropping her bucket of meat.
 
�These were the very first words you said to me. I remember.�
 
�A� Actually, the first words I said to you were: You�ll be fine. But you were being transported here, asleep, so I think it�s quite normal you don�t remember them.�
 
He didn�t even know why he said this, nor if it was a good idea to remind her that she was here because of him. All he knew was that he was in a really uncomfortable position, wondering what the dragoness had in mind. And he hoped she wasn�t planning on killing him. He could probably fight back and overcome her, but he didn�t want to use any kind of unnecessary violence.
 
�I see� You already cared about me back then� We just had a bad start�� She said.
 
She then slightly opened her maw and began to lean on him. Reacting fast, the human flexed his legs, dropping himself, then pushed on it to jump out of reach of the dragoness, passing under her forepaws. As soon as he landed, he got up quickly, ready to defend himself. But she just abandoned her support to land on her four legs, and brought back her wing tightened to her body.
 
�What the hell are you up to, Amaria?� he shouted, hardly catching on his breath.
 
�Nothing in particular� She replied while turning slowly to face him. �As I said, we had a bad start, and I was thinking that we could take another one, now that we know we can trust each other.�
 
He stared at her for a moment, wondering what she actually had in mind. So far, she had been distant and aggressive. After what had happened last time, he sure had hoped things would get less tensed. But now, she seemed to get some vivid interests in him. This was a radical change he was assisting to; he would have never expected so much� enthusiasm. Why such a switch of behavior? What could have caused such a change?
 
All became clear when he remembered the last time she had mentioned the notion of trust. What she got him to accept by pulling on this string�. She was using the same strategy in order to get to the same result...
 
 �Oh no� I knew I shouldn�t have let you experiment with me�� He sighed. �You�re trying to get another taste, aren�t you?�
 
�What? No!� she protested, offended. But she lowered her eyes rather than sustaining his suspicious look. �Well, maybe a bit. But I was just trying to act friendly.�
 
�Amaria, I don�t think you understand what I�m trying to do with you. I need the other humans to think you are harmless. It�s the only way I can manage to get you out of here. I cannot encourage you in such things as� liking� human flesh.�
 
�This is not about that! Not only� I�ve been thinking since you told me your story. I think I understand better your motivations, and I want to help. Now I know I can trust you.�
 
�Why?� he asked, still convinced she was trying to trick him.
 
�Because you�re brave and you care about me.�
 
�Why do you think so?�
 
He saw her starting to grin again. She began to walk in his direction, apparently confident and decided. He couldn�t help but stepping backward at the same rhythm to keep a reasonable distance. She may have been up to some kind of manipulation to kill him and run away. He should have never said to her he had the keys of the room; this was a strategic mistake.
 
�You wouldn�t have risked your life for me if it wasn�t the case.�
 
�Well, it was for my work�� he said, taking another step backward. �Finding another dragon to work with wouldn�t have been an easy task��
 
�And I think you�re hiding behind your work thing because you don�t want to admit you like me.�
 
�That�s ridiculous� WOAH!�
 
As he was walking backward, without paying attention to his environment, he hit something with his heel, and lost his balance. Although he was expecting a hard landing, a soft matter cushioned the contact. He had fallen on the mattress he made installed for her some days ago. Sitting on the soft surface, unable to get up fast enough, he could only watch her coming to him.
 
�Maybe that�s ridiculous.� She said, still grinning and approaching. �Or maybe this is the reason why you let me lick your wound.�
 
As he was desperately looking for something to answer to that, she came closer and closer until she stopped, next to his body, her head only at a few centimeters from his. Despite her attitude that didn�t show any aggressiveness, having to face a dragon in a position that didn�t allow any easy escape was a really delicate experience� He hoped he wouldn�t have to use the hard way to defend himself, because it was now his only option if she got threatening. He tried not to show his fear; some animals could smell it.
 
�You had no interest in letting me do this.� She continued. �I know humans have better painkillers than dragon saliva, because you gave me some when I was injured. You allowed me to do this only because I asked you.�
 
She seemed to misinterpret the little freedom of action he gave her last time. Back then he just had thought this would represent an act of good will, to show he was willing to do some efforts in order to enter a more peaceful relationship. But to her, it seemed like� he didn�t even know how she interpreted that� but this certainly represented more than a simple concession to her.
 
�It was a hard day, I wasn�t thinking clearly.� He tried to justify. �I�m not even sure I was thinking at all!�
 
�Then maybe you could stop thinking again� I�d like it.� she said with a larger grin, revealing her sharp teeth and beginning to spread her wings again.
 
He thought fast. He had to find something to reply, something that could get him out of the troubles he was in. He had underestimated her comeback ability, and now she was winning an argument he wouldn�t have thought so hard to reject. He didn�t want to ruin his own efforts to get her friendlier by upsetting her, and he couldn�t think about anything that might dissuade her from doing� whatever she had in mind. Before he could say anything, she put her right forepaw on his chest, probably in an attempt to look friendlier.
 
�Come on, I could appease the pain of your wound again. It will be fun.�
 
�No, you can�t.� he said mechanically, only pushed by his desire to not get involve into anything.
 
�Don�t be so reluctant, human. You know I�ll be gentle.�
 
No, he couldn�t be sure of that. Because she had been nice once hadn�t made him forget what she was and what she could do to him. However, he didn�t know how to make her understand that without hurting her pride. Suddenly, in a stroke of genius, he found the perfect argument. And it wasn�t even a lie.
 
�No, I mean, you can�t.� he said, proud of his finding. �I had to do some stitches, and I need to keep it dry.�
 
She tilted her head on the side. She seemed confused for the first time since he entered the cage. He should never have done such a thing in the first place, thinking about that.
 
�Stitches? What are these?�
 
Relieved he finally found how to counter her plans, he took off his belt and pulled down his pant, showing what remained of the cut on his thigh. He pointed at the signs of his own medical intervention.
 
�See? It�s like sewing skin to close the wound.�
 
She stared at it for a moment, visibly shocked by what she was seeing. She had totally abandoned her confident acting to a really concerned expression. She stared back at him in an expression of horror.
 
�This must be awfully painful!� she said in a pity tone.
 
�It is, a bit. But it was necessary so the skin heals correctly.�
 
She sustained his look for a moment, still with her concerned expression, as if she was feeling sorry for her keeper. Then, she lowered her head to focus again on the closed cut. She smelt it with a sad look, before approaching her maw dangerously close to his thigh and sticking out her tongue.
 
�Nah-ha! Need to keep it dry, remember?� he managed to stop her.
 
Slowly, nearly against her own will, she got her head away from the stitches, still staring at it as if it was the most disturbing thing she ever saw. Relieved to be able to escape a potentially delicate situation without having to use violence, the young man pulled his up pant. He was sure he just had regained his personal space.
 
But as soon as his thigh disappeared under his clothes, the dragoness looked again in his eyes, with a strange new smile.
 
�Then I�ll have to lick somewhere else to get all this pain away. Why not your face? It looks pleasant and it could be a good way to show you my affection.�
 
�What?� He reacted in surprise and horror, trying not to focus on the fact she just used the word affection. �No way! I already took a lot of risks by letting you do this on my leg. Last time, I could still react fast and preserve my life if you went out of control. But my head? You could rip it off in a blink!�
 
�I would never do that; you can trust me.� She said softly. �I like you. You are the only one who stops the other humans from hurting me. This is why I know I can trust you. This is why I want to know you better.�
 
That was enough; he didn�t want to argue about it. This was obvious manipulation. He could allow some risky game of hers, but he wouldn�t let her become so dangerously close to his head just because she said she wouldn�t harm him. He just couldn�t risk his life for a matter of trust.
 
�That�s ridiculous. I don�t even know why I�m discussing it.�
 
As he tried to get up, he suddenly knew why. She pressed on his chest with her paw, forcing him to lie back on the mattress. She was stronger than he had thought, and he quickly figured out she had trapped him. And he didn�t even see it coming�
 
�Let me go.� he tried to order confidently.
 
�Mmmm no. I didn�t have my fun yet.�
 
�Amaria, I said, let me go!�
 
�And I said no.� She replied softly.
 
She was staring at his eyes, still smiling, wings largely spread, apparently enjoying her dominant position. However, she didn�t do anything more. She didn�t begin to lick like she said to want to, nor even did she get her head closer. She just kept the few-centimeters distance from his face.
 
�Come on, you know you can trust me.� She insisted. �I didn�t harm you last time. I�ll be nice and gentle. I�m sure you�ll like it too. It will be a nice way to get to know each other.�
 
He struggled to get free once again, but she was holding him firmly on the mattress. He didn�t have many options left. Ultimately, he knew he had a knife in his pocket. But he wouldn�t use it unless he was sure his life was endangered.
 
�You�re not leaving me any choice, are you?� he sighed, worried.
 
�Oh yes, I am� She said with a playful smile. �I�m leaving you the choice to say yes right now, or to stay here until I convince you to say so.�
 
He stopped fighting worthlessly. He couldn�t reverse the situation. He had underestimated not only her intelligence, but also her strength. And he was paying the price of his mistakes.
 
However, he didn�t believe he was in danger. After all, she had many occasions to try to kill him in the past few minutes, and she didn�t even touch him yet, apart from the paw that kept him trapped. It was obviously some kind of dominance game she was enjoying, and having him under physical superiority wasn�t enough. She wanted him to also give up mentally. She wanted him to abandon himself to her. It was the only explanation to why she hadn�t already done what she seemed to be so impatient to do. She would do nothing until he gives her his approval. He was sure about that.
 
The bad news was that he seemed to have no possibility to get out of it by any other way. He would never use his knife and hurt her for being too friendly. He doubted she would let him go before she had what she wanted. And his attempts to escape had demonstrated he was physically weaker than her, at least on this position. He had no choice.
 
�If I let you do this, you�ll let me go?� He asked, more as a commitment than a real question.
 
�If you still want to go after I�m done with you, yes, I will.� She said with a grin. �I�m not planning on keeping you forever; I just want us to have fun.�
 
She seemed really confident about her ability to make him enjoy something he actually feared more than anything else at this moment. Was she so unaware of how frightening this all was for a human? Anyway, there was only one way to get out of this all. And if he was right about her intentions, he just had to endure it for a moment. But he just couldn�t find the guts to allow her to do so�
 
�Come on, you just have one word to say.� She complained. �That�s not so hard. Please��
 
She lowered her head, closer to his.
 
�Please� She said softer.
 
She kept coming closer.
 
�Please.� she almost whispered, touching his neck with her snout.
 
�Alright! Alright!� he gave up. �Let�s get this over with!�
 
She got her head back; her expression conflicted between satisfaction and disappointment.
 
�Well, you�re not very enthusiastic�� She reproached him, before coming back to her smile. �But I�ll deal with it. I�m going to make it enjoyable, you�ll see.�
 
�Just be careful, and not too long.�
 
�I�m pretty sure you�ll think different in a minute.� She whispered. �Just relax� I�m going to be nice� The nicest dragoness in the world��
 
He closed his eyes in fear when she slightly opened her maw, coming down to his face. In addition to her hot breathe, he felt something wet, soft but firm, touching his cheek and slowly going up to his forehead. The contact broke when it reached his temples, leaving his face with a trail of warm liquid. He then felt it landing again on his chin and following a new path. Her tongue ran over his face several times, always from low to top.
 
He didn�t know how her draconic mind had pictured it, but he found nothing enjoyable in this all. He never even liked when dogs were trying to do the same, and they were far less frightening than this man-eating creature. As her tongue moved another thousandth time on his cheek, he silently wished she would soon have enough.
 
�You�re so tensed�� she complained, pacing her rhythm as if going slower would make it any less horrible.
 
�You would probably be as well, if you were in my position�� he defended himself honestly.
 
She stopped, and raised her head to have a better look on him, apparently trying to figure out how to proceed with him.
 
�You�re not comfortable with me so close to your head, I can understand.� She commented. �Maybe I should try elsewhere. Maybe you neck.�
 
�Stop!� He ordered as she began to go down.
 
Fortunately, she seemed to still listen to him. She froze in her movement to stare at him, probably wondering why he was so drastic.
 
�I� I don�t want to.� He dared to say. �Sorry but I�m already imagining you tearing my throat apart. I�m willing to let you have some fun, but this is too scary for me. I�m sure you can understand that��
 
She looked at him with her yellow eyes, showing a concerned expression. He wondered for a moment if she was effectively able to understand this, and hoped he wasn�t giving her bad ideas� But she then just smiled warmly at him.
 
�Then I�d better show you these are just in your head.� She said, excited. �You�ll trust me better once you�ll see that I just want to be nice with your throat instead of tearing it apart. Just relax.�
 
He managed to put a hand on her neck to hold her back as she was slowly approaching his throat. She looked at him, surprised, as if she was trying to understand the reason of his move.
 
�If you�re really going there, let me take off my shirt first.� He tried to justify his reflex gesture.
 
�Why? You�re hot?�
 
�No� He replied, trying to not relate to any deviant sense of this question. �If I meet anybody when I go out of this room, I don�t want to have to explain why my clothes are covered in dragon drool. No one would understand why I�m letting you do this.�
 
�Then you could tell them I forced you.� She said. �After all, I�m stronger than you.�
 
�Then they�ll think you�re out of control and dangerous.� He argued, thinking fast at the realistic reaction of the other humans. �They might even want to kill you for that.�
 
�So you�re trying to protect me again�� She said, smiling. �You�re so sweet��
 
He didn�t understand her logic, or how she could be such a pain to stop when she had something in mind� She seemed able to turn against him everything he said�
 
�It makes sense�� She admitted. �But no trick, alright?�
 
She took her paw back, raising it slightly and moving it to� his crotch. Was it an intentional move, a way to prevent any attempt of getting free? In his entire life, he didn�t remember seeing anything as dissuasive as a dragon clawed paw on his male part �
 
�N� No trick� he said, trying to avoid looking at the disturbing placement of her paw. �I promise.�
 
She seemed satisfied, happy to see him so docile. She probably had no idea how threatening she was at this moment.
 
He took his time to get off his shirt, still trying to think of a way to escape from this awkward situation. But when his head popped from his clothe, he saw the most excited expression he ever seen on the dragoness� face.
 
�Oh yes, more areas to taste.� she commented.
 
He froze a moment. Another unexpected twist he would have preferred not to provoke� It was just like if fate condemned him to become even more defenseless every time he though he found a way out.
 
�I only agreed to one part, not the whole body.� he tried to argue.
 
�You never set this condition.� she replied maliciously. �You just said yes.�
 
Giving up a battle he was going to lose another time, he kept silent and just let himself fall on the mattress. At least, this time, he would be able to breathe without having to choose the moment her tongue would not be running over his lips�
 
As soon as he lay down on the mattress, she carefully came to him, placing her forepaws on his shoulders. She then opened slightly her maw, and plunged slowly on him.
 
She began to work on his neck, closing gently her jaws around his throat. Loyal to her promise, she didn�t cause him any pain. He could feel her warm breathe and her teeth on his skin as she sometimes went deeper to wrap her tongue all over his neck. But she never bit hard, nor pressed too heavily with her scaly lips. Surprisingly, he felt these sensations far less annoying than what she had done on his face. There was some kind of... tenderness� and affection� in her whole acting.
 
He breathed slowly, trying not to think about how easily she could rip his throat at this moment. It was probably the only detail that kept him from actually liking how hard she worked to make him enjoy it all.
 
She took a last slow lick as her tongue wrapped all around his neck before sliding its way back, and began to go down. She was probably feeling the inner tension caused by the proximity of her jaw with his throat. Or maybe was she just getting more interest into what was below.
 
When she reached his chest, she began to take big licks, eager to cover the largest surface of this new meaty area. She also began to breathe a bit louder, with an impassive and very concentrated look. The young human started fearing that she could forget herself and go for a big bite as she seemed to really enjoy what she tasted. But despite her obvious delight, she still didn�t do anything painful.
 
Following his muscles with her tongue, she described some circles, slightly tickling his sides. She tried once to bite delicately his skin with her lips, but his flesh was too tensed from years of training to be grabbed by something so soft. Sensing she was a bit frustrated by this failed attempts, he watched her go lower and reach his belly.
 
�It�s softer here. I like it.� She commented happily.
 
�Yeah, thanks for noticing I have some extra fat to lose��
 
�I don�t want you to lose it. I like it.�
 
He felt himself smiling to that.
 
�Of course, you would prefer me to become even fatter, I�m sure.�
 
�You would do that for me?� She asked with a sincere excitation.
 
Remembering what he was talking to, he realized the joke was not a good idea as he heard her taking it so literally. And her enthusiasm about this made him really uncomfortable. On the other hand, he thought with amusement that no other female creature in the city could have asked this to him.
 
�I�m sure this wouldn�t be as pleasant as you think.� He replied, trying to give her a good reason not to fatten for her. �And life would be very uneasy for me if I let myself go like this. You saw how easily I defeated Mr. Devon because of his weight.�
 
�Then stay like this. I don�t want anyone to be able to defeat you.�
 
He couldn�t hold a slight laugh at how innocent was this remark, considering this creature was playing with him like if he was a simple treat.
 
�I cannot promise that I�ll stay exactly like this. But I can try��
 
�Thank you.� She said, smiling. It was the first time the human saw this as a sweet smile instead of a greedy one.
 
Breaking eye contact, she went back to his belly, this time managing to grab his skin between her lips, always softly and gently. Her whole body was motionless, except for her tail that was flipping and her wings which shivered in pleasure, half spread upon her. She seemed very calm, focused and satisfied. She even let out a noise that sounded like a moaning.
 
�You�re so much more fun to play with when you�re relaxed.� She commented. �I knew that all we needed was a better start� And trust.�
 
With an ultimate little bite on his low belly, she raised her head to look at him with a strange expression. She seemed excited, and he didn�t like the spark of greed in her yellow eyes.
 
�Take off the rest of your clothes.� She asked.
 
�What? Why?�
 
�Because I know which part of you I want to taste.� She said in a teasing voice, nearly singing.
 
She pointed something with her head, but he didn�t really understand what she meant. Getting his confusion, she lowered to make the message a bit clearer. Without breaking eye contact, she used her snout to start rubbing through the clothes�
 
�Oh no.� he panicked. �No no no no no no� You�re not meaning what I think you are��
 
�I�m pretty sure I am. And I know you�ll enjoy it� a lot�� she replied confidently, giving a playful lick on the clothes at the exact location he wanted her to stay away.
 
�And just what on earth makes you believe that?�
 
�Because I saw it� She replied with a nasty grin. �I know male humans love that.�
 
�Where did you see such a thing?�
 
With her head, she showed a direction, to their left, on the heights of the cell. Following her look, he saw� a thin horizontal window. He knew that, from the outside, this window was about three meters high; he had personally checked it so no one could annoy her from the street. From the inside, due to the half underground level of the room, the window was about five meters high. How could she possibly see anything else than the sky?
 
�I�m not always sleeping when you�re not there, you know� Sometimes, I like to watch humans come and go. And once, I went to it because I heard strange noises, and saw two humans doing this. The male seemed to really enjoy it.�
 
�But� how did you get there?� He asked, trying to avoid the main subject.
 
She spread her large wings in response. Her full wingspan was quite impressive. But until now, he was convinced she didn�t know how to use them. He had underestimated her, once again. She seemed to like seeing him destabilized, and got impatient:
 
�Now, if you don�t have any other question, maybe we should go back to our little occupation, shall we?�
 
�No! You may have gotten me for the rest, but I refuse to let you do this! I won�t agree to that!�
 
�Too bad, this time I don�t leave you any choice� she said with a nasty grin. �Take off your clothe�
 
�I said no! You won�t force me this time!�
 
�Come on, I thought you trusted me. You know there is nothing to be scared about.�
 
�It has nothing to do with fear; I don�t want you to do this!�
 
�So you�re just shy. Don�t worry; you don�t have to do anything.�
 
She began to pull his pant, and he realized in horror he hadn�t have the time to put on his belt after he showed her his wound. He tried to fight, but once again, the dragoness was stronger than him, and she just pushed him back on the mattress as she took his pant down to his knees.
 
As he watched, powerless, he saw her staring back, smiling and slowly putting her forepaws on each side of his crotch. The only thing between her and her target was his underwear. And he knew it wouldn�t stop her for long� She was already going for it, visibly excited. As a reflex, he put his hands on it to stop her.
 
�Amaria� Please� Don�t do this� I�m begging you��
 
�You will never have to beg me, silly human.� She said, slowly grabbing his hands and maintaining them both firmly under her left paw as if it was nothing but a little annoyance.
 
�I� I won�t?�
 
�You won�t� she repeated. �Because if I didn�t accept what you asked me the first time��
 
She slightly raised her right paw, and brought it slowly over his underwear, like if she enjoyed showing him that he was under her total control. She delicately passed a claw between the piece of cloth and his skin to grab the inconvenient barrier between her and her target. With a delighted smile, she pulled down, progressively revealing what she was aiming at. She then passed it under his male hood, where it would not be an obstacle anymore, and put her paw back in place. Maintaining his legs opened with her paws, still trapping his hands under her left one, she stared at what she had just found like if it was the most appetizing thing she had ever seen. She began to lick her lips.
 
Then, looking straight into his horrified eyes, she took a large lick that slowly caressed the whole length of his member.
 
��Then begging will not make me change my mind either.� She finished as she pulled her tongue back in to savor the taste it had captured.
 
He watched her slow acting in horror. She obviously liked this situation; she liked feeling dominant. And she was dominant; there was no doubt about that. Staring directly back in his eyes, she slowly passed her tongue on her lips in an explicit way, licking delightfully in anticipated pleasure. Unable to do anything to stop it, he began to feel that all this wouldn�t end well.
 
�Amaria� Please�� he begged in last resort, knowing he couldn�t stop her.
 
She slowly swallowed all the saliva she made with her tongue teasing acting, smiled nastily and whispered:
 
�I told you� There�s nothing you can say��
 
Taking a deep breath, she spread her wings and opened her mouth widely, revealing all her sharp teeth and her greedy tongue. With a terrifying ferocious look, she then literally dashed on his member.
 
He closed his eyes, ready for the most painful thing he would ever have to endure. Bloody images of ripped off parts and fangs digging his flesh crossed his mind. But none of the awful sensations he pictured himself during this short time laps never happened.
 
Instead, he felt a warm, wet and moving soft thing on the skin of his male parts, caressing them. He timidly opened his eyes, and saw the smiling and benevolent face of the dragoness, maw closed around his member.
 
�You can be such a drama, sometimes.� She said, nearly mocking him. �Relax, human. I just want us to share a good time.�
 
Hardly breathing, he tried to release his hands, but her paw was stronger than he would have thought. He couldn�t make her stop this all. His only solution was to reason her:
 
�Amaria, please, just leave it and get back��
 
�Wrong answer� She said, in a naughty teasing voice.
 
With a quick movement of her tongue she grabbed his twins that had escaped her maw so far, and engulfed it in her mouth with the rest of his male hood.
 
�Really tasty� I could keep it in mouth forever�� She commented. �Now, let�s see if I can reward you for this nice meal.�
 
�Amaria� Please� Don�t��
 
�Can�t hear you. Busy eating.� She replied playfully
 
He felt his member beginning to respond despite his reluctance under the disturbing movement of her tongue. It was like his own body had decided to betray his sense of moral� And she wasn�t making it any easier� She was wrapping it with her tongue, licking slowly as she apparently enjoyed the sweet taste she had in her mouth.
 
�Amaria, stop this.�
 
�I think I found the tastiest part of you, human. It evens grows while I eat it. I�m not leaving it, don�t count on it.�
 
�Please� Stop��
 
She rolled his member inside her mouth in response, chewing softly on in. The tension became stronger and he couldn�t do anything to keep this all from happening. He was in a living hell, except that the suffering was exclusively mental. His body, on the other hand, was clearly seduced by all this physical arousing.
 
�If a human female can make a male enjoy this, just wait and see what a real predator who likes what she�s eating can do.� She said, really decided.
 
He was about to answer and beg for a thousandth time, when he felt an electric pulse going through his body, which turned off his whole mind for a second. During this brief, ecstatic second, everything felt just� good. He lost his breath for a moment, before exhaling loudly.
 
�It seems that I got you� she remarked happily �Let�s see.�
 
He felt again the tension that electrified him. He had to grab the mattress to not fall on his back, as all his muscles contracted. Amaria stopped her working for a second and got his stuff out of her mouth, pausing to watch her human now panting. Her smiling, satisfied face was the only thing he saw before his body collapsed. A moment after, he was lying on his back with the roof for only view.
 
�Oh, yes, I got you.� She repeated, giggling at her keeper now unable to move under the reaction of his own body. �Now, you�re all mine, human.�
 
Against his will, he had to agree with her� She got him. He was all hers. He didn�t even move when she went back on his male parts. He couldn�t do anything else than enduring this all. But was enduring a correct word? He wasn�t suffering at all. On the contrary, with his mind now nearly disconnected, what she was doing felt� good�
 
He could feel it, even if he couldn�t see it anymore. Instead of engulfing it all at once, this time, she wrapped her tongue around his member, twisting and licking slowly, her scaly lips now just resting on the top of it. She then worked greedily but carefully with her jaws, even biting gently on the tip of his parts. All this acting couldn�t be faked: she truly liked what she tasted.
 
She didn�t wait to try and get more by bringing inside her mouth a few more centimeter of what had to be like a tender meat to her.
 
In a true physical bliss and with a mind blurred, the human could only feel the movement of her tongue and lips, which now had gotten to the half of his parts� length, and were still claiming more. In surprise, he felt the head of his member hitting a soft and wet surface when she came to the third quarter of it. Despite its low activity, the human�s brain rapidly figured out what was going on. Under the arousal, his member had gotten bigger, and was now a bit too long to fit totally in her mouth.
 
She tried a few times to still get going, moving her jaws in attempts to get it all in. But each time, he felt the back of her mouth hitting the top of his parts like a barrage. This time, he knew she wouldn�t get any further, because she simply couldn�t. In the mist of his mind, he felt it as a little victory.
 
But he realized soon that a dragon rarely gave up, and that he had jumped too quickly to the conclusion. He felt her tongue, on which his member was resting, lowering suddenly. Taking advantage of her own movement, she plunged her head on his crotch to engulf in the rest of it.
 
He felt his whole body tensing as he understood what had happened. She had opened her throat, and pushed in it the extra length to be able to get all the meat she wanted. And she had done it totally naturally, as if it was some sort of food storing. Not seeming the slightest bothered by the head of his member now resting in her throat, she even began to moan in pleasure.
 
The young human hardly breathed as he felt the combination of her throat muscle slightly squeezing the top of his male hood and the vibrations her moaning made on the inside. The sensations he felt were disturbingly intense, and he could barely even think about what was happening. It was like she was draining all his energy� And even his moral began to drift away as he was feeling the most arousing sensation he ever knew. He wasn�t able to hear anymore this little voice, inside his head, who yelled weakly that what he was appreciating so deeply was a dragon�s throat trying to get down the meat it had received. Everything was just� intense� delightful�
 
Something very soft rubbed the head of his member, pulling it out of the arousing throat. He realized she was getting out the extra length she had greedily engulfed, and that the soft matter was nothing else than the back of her tongue claiming back what had passed over it a few seconds ago.
 
Even if the sensation was quite a feel, the human released an exhale in relief of getting away from her far too effective throat. But she didn�t give him any moment of rest as she started working with her tongue, caressing his most sensitive spots. In an attempt of regaining a bit of dignity, he wanted to fight back. But before he could imagine anything efficient, he felt her tongue sliding under his member as she swallowed its top again.
 
In surprise, and now in horror, he felt an increasing tension in his body. It was something awfully familiar, for he had experienced it a few times in the past. He knew he had failed to react in time; the climax was coming.
 
�Amaria! Get back!� He warned, rising to face her.
 
�We already had this conversation.� She said, as she pulled back the extra length from her throat into her mouth. �I�m not going to.�
 
�No! Get back! Now!� he panicked. �I�m going to��
 
He couldn�t end his sentence, as he felt it happening. A shiver� An intense release in the lower part of his body� His member that contracted a few time to get all out�
 
Amaria had stopped all moves, and he could feel her tongue motionless under his now active male hood. He was getting all out� on her tongue� in her mouth� And she didn�t even react to it, just holding her breath. Finally, after a few horrible seconds that felt like an eternity, everything stopped. He felt the last contraction from his parts, expulsing the last drops.
 
Without any word, Amaria slowly pulled her head back, tongue sliding under the meat she had played with for a moment. She delicately released his member, with a final pinch of her lips on the top of it. She stared at him for a moment, mouth closed, with a neutral expression.
 
Anxious, he tried to imagine what was going on in her mind. Was she angry he didn�t manage to make her understand in time what was going to happen so she could pull out? Was she surprised or even shocked? What was she waiting to spit it all out?
 
Suddenly breaking the contact, she closed her eyes in a blissful expression of delight, took a deep breath through her nostrils, spread her wings widely, raised her head toward the roof and swallowed with a loud gulp. He watched, disturbed, as her neck waved to get down her mouthful. When she lowered back her head to look at her astonished keeper, she seemed just� happy.
 
�That�s a good human.� She said, licking her lips and the inside of her mouth. �Sweet� tasty� And I even got something from you that I could actually swallow. You�re the best keeper ever.�
 
He couldn�t believe what he was hearing. This dragoness had just performed on him an arousing mouth play that even pushed him out of control, and she just� liked the taste? To her, it seemed to be like it was just a regular meal�.
 
�Don�t move.� She ordered softly, nearly whispering. �I need to drink. You�re delicious, but your body is quite salty.�
 
She disappeared from his sight as he let himself dropping down. He felt her getting up, and heard her walking toward her bowl of water. A moment later, he heard tongue lapping and loud swallows mixed with water splashing noises.
 
He couldn�t move, anyway; her order was pointless. All he could do was trying to catch his breath, and not think about what he went through. At least, he had done all he could to try to avoid this, hadn�t he? He couldn�t blame himself for not being able, this time, to control her. But deep inside, he was still hearing this annoying voice that kept reminding him he felt awfully good all the time.
 
He heard Amaria�s clawed step approaching; she was probably done drinking, and coming back to check how her victim was doing.
 
�You look exhausted� she said happily. �I�m glad you are, it means I�ve been good.�
 
She lay down on her belly, on his side, and put her forepaw on his chest. He could see her smiling warmly at him, in the corner of his eye, while she began to rub him gently.
 
�It was really good� �She continued. �Did you like it, human?�
 
He felt his head turning by itself to face her, not knowing what to say. Should he just say yes as an honest but so wrong truth? Could he put in words what he was really feeling right now?
 
�You don�t have to say anything� She said, rubbing gently his chest with the palm of her paw.�Your body already gave me the answer. And it was delicious.�
 
She rested her head on his shoulder, looking at his face with a mixed expression of happiness, tenderness, pride, and amusement.
 
�I knew things would get much more fun now that we trust each other. You can let me enjoy you in my way and you��
 
She gave him a slow lick on his cheek before ending her sentence, like if she wanted to communicate her affection.
 
��You can enjoy it all as well.�
 
Feeling worse at every word she pronounced, he tried to gather his mind and confront a truth he wish he had never lived.
 
�Amaria� Please, never do that again�� he said, finally able to talk.
 
�Why? We both liked it.�
 
�That�s not right��
 
�I felt it pretty right.� She replied, nearly moaning.
 
�No� Look, if you want, I�ll let you do whatever you want with any other part of my body. But� not this one anymore, ok?�
 
�You really expect me to ignore the tastiest part of you? Don�t count on it��
 
�Please, never try this again. That�s wrong� I feel wrong� You should have never done such a thing� And I should have been able to stop you��
 
�Why?� She asked, not seeming the slightest concerned by what he had just said.
 
�For god sake, Amaria! This is not natural!�
 
�I cannot picture anything more natural than a dragon eating a human.� She replied softly.
 
It was worthless. Dragons had a totally different logic. She seemed unable to see his point. It was like trying to describe a blue sky to someone who was born blind�
 
�This is not eating. You know what it is, and I don�t want you to try again.�
 
�I licked, I tasted, I chewed, I swallowed. This is eating. I only kept a tiny part of you, but what a wonderful meal it was...� She said with another affectionate lick on his cheek. �And by the way, you can even relax while I lick your face now, apparently. I think I was totally right to do it.�
 
He hadn�t even noticed he just had gotten licked twice without feeling any fear about it. It was probably nothing in comparison to what had happened a few minutes ago� Giving up, he just rested his head on the mattress, staring at the roof. She raised her head above him to look into his eyes.
 
�Would you stay with me tonight?� she asked innocently, spreading her wing on his body.
 
�Well� I don�t feel I have enough energy to get back to my place right now. Why?�
 
She smiled, and rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes.
 
�Because I�m often hungry at night. And now, I know that you can provide me a bit of food in return of some� good motivation.�
 
He immediately regretted his answer, as he understood far too late she had trapped him� again� Now, she wouldn�t let him go, because he had been too honest and not wise enough to leave when he could. He sighed, as he knew all he could do was resting on this mattress, next to her, for the rest of the night. He already felt the sleep coming on him.
 
�Good night, my brave caretaker.� She whispered to his ears, wrapping him in her wing. �And thanks for that tasty meal. I�ll carry a bit of you in me tonight.�
 
He didn�t answer. He just couldn�t. As he fell unconscious, he put his last spark of energy in trying not to think about what she had actually ate from him� and that was currently inside that scaly body�