She lifted her legs and crouched on the chair, curling up into a ball, not wanting to deal with Linsey.

Seeing her ears droop listlessly, Linsey panicked, losing the aggressive edge he had moments before. He stammered out apologies, unable to voice the sordid thoughts in his heart after explaining for a long time.

Red dragons are inherently greedy, reveling in destruction and chaos. He had always tried to restrain himself, pretending to be the normal, good person society expected. But his actions just now were true to his nature; wickedness was his instinct.

Seeing the one he loved tremble because of his actions, hearing her moan, cry, and lose control, sent shivers of pleasure down his spine.

Please forgive me, kitten, or I don't know what I'll do next. Linsey thought. He feared Jasmine might leave him because of his roughness and filth.

Jasmine wrapped her tail around her leg, which gave her a slight sense of security in her n4ked state. Buried in her knees, she mumbled, "Don't bully me too much."

Linsey responded eagerly, his dragon tail resting affectionately on her feet. Jasmine finally looked up, her eyes red from silently shedding a few tears.

The young man moved closer, heartache in his eyes, wanting to lick her tears away. Jasmine sensed his intention and pushed his head away with both hands, standing up. "Don't touch my face, your mouth is filthy. Bad dragon."

That was her way of forgiving him. Seizing the opportunity, Linsey clung to her, fawning for a long time until he saw her mood improve before standing up, pushing his luck by suggesting they continue what they had been doing.

Jasmine reluctantly agreed. The big-tailed dragon quickly cleared the test tubes and herbs from the table, making space before lifting her onto it.

Sunlight streamed in, backlighting the girl's n4ked body, casting a golden glow around her smooth limbs, making her look sacred and beautiful.

Jasmine wrapped her arms around Linsey, sitting on the table and looking down at him. She saw the red-haired boy's radiant smile, his eyes filled with undisguised affection. The red dragon's golden eyes were like honey, and she felt like she was drowning in that sweet sea.

Linsey's heartbeat quickened, the strong, rhythmic drumming of a dragon's heart echoing from his chest, expressing his fervent love in a way words could not.

He tilted his head, leaning in to smell the scent of her neck. The kitten always carried a fragrance—a mix of plush toys, floral notes, and sunlight.

Obsessed, he pressed his nose against her collarbone, breathing deeply and muttering, "I love you so much, I love you so much..."

The dragon's breath on her skin made it impossible for Jasmine to tell whether the heat came from the sun or from the red dragon. She sweated and shivered involuntarily, her blood roaring through her, craving to be possessed and devoured by this powerful being.

Linsey's hand reached between her legs, parting her labia with two fingers, his p3nis pressing against her cl1t.

The plump, round bud still bore the marks of his earlier bites. As his large glans rubbed against it haphazardly, their genitals leaked fluids, the grinding motion creating strands of liquid between them. Jasmine felt the urge to pee from the friction, wrapping her legs around the boy's waist, urging him to enter her. 

The large glans finally pushed past the entrance, the long, thick shaft bearing slight bumps that she could feel distinctly as they entered her.

Linsey gripped her waist, his head buried in her chest, taking one br3ast into his mouth, his tongue circling her nipple. The soft, layered flesh inside her was wet and warm, gently sucking his penis.

Unable to resist, he pulled her toward him, her bvttocks barely touching the table's surface anymore. As she was about to fall, she clung to Linsey in panic.

The young man flashed a triumphant smile, gripping her bvttocks firmly, effortlessly lifting her to thrust into her.

He walked a few steps to the floor-to-ceiling window, his strides long, his p3nis pulling out to just the glans before thrusting fully back in, moving chaotically inside her and hitting a sensitive spot.

The kitten moaned seductively, her tail wrapping around the base of the red dragon's tail in a gesture of submission. Her consciousness blurred, her lower body supported only by the boy's hands and his penis.

The red dragon's inner wickedness was fully unleashed. He knelt down, placing the girl beside the puddle of her urine, making her face away from him and lift her bvttocks.

Controlled by pleasure, Jasmine obediently followed his commands, positioning herself like a cat in heat.

Her black tail, extending from her spine, hung between her bvttocks, her legs closed, her small entrance squeezed like a split loaf of bread.

The boy knelt behind her, grabbing her bvttocks, his fingers digging in, feeling the soft, plump flesh as if it could suck his hand in. The cat's tail swayed in front of him, her entrance peeking out. He moved the mischievous tail aside, his p3nis entering with a wet sound.

His thrusts were deep and forceful, causing her to stumble forward. Linsey thought she was trying to escape, so when his p3nis was almost out, he grabbed her waist and pulled her back, thrusting mercilessly to the deepest part.

Jasmine screamed as she squirted, the streams of fluid hitting his penis inside her. Linsey patted her bvttocks in encouragement.

He didn't pull out, his hand on her bvttocks, urging her to move forward. Jasmine, still being thrust into, crawled on her hands and knees, forced into her own urine. She cried out, "I'm getting dirty..."

Her words sounded like a complaint and a plea, exciting Linsey further. He reached down, finding her cl1t and rubbing it between two fingers.

Unable to move forward anymore, Jasmine was held in place and thrust into, their actions exposed to the forest and sunlight through the large window, like the most primal of beasts.

The girl sobbed as he came inside her, the s3men shooting deep into her. After he finished, Linsey pulled out immediately, seeing some of her flesh turned inside out from the force, the tight entrance slowly leaking semen afterward.

The viscous fluid dripped to the floor, and he spread it evenly around her entrance with his palm.

Her cl1t was his main focus, and as he spread the fluid, he often circled it from the base, squeezing it upward, watching it glisten with the thick liquid.

Jasmine, still in the afterglow of her org4sm, lay in her own puddle of urine, her legs closed around her beautiful entrance, letting him play with her.