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Some kind of dragon au

[Before you lies a picturesque kingdom of forests and fields and farmlands. Mountains rise up in the distance, and set at the edge of a massive lake is an elegant castle with tall spires. It looks out over the land - forests surrounding the lake, a small but pleasant medieval town pushed up against the castle walls, farmer's fields further out.

The land itself is fertile and full of wild game, unsual plants, and natural wonders like crystalline caverns and waterfalls. Rivers of all sizes wind their way down from the mountains, which alternate between covered in fir trees and bare, jagged rock with mazes of caves hidden within.

Dragon AU go!]

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[ W O W rude it is like 98% playful you butt. Totally pure in his intentions to get this dumb smell all the heck over him because he thinks it's the bee's knees. He's not even paying attention to Vanitas, rubbing his cheeks and brow, then the top of his head into the ground until he just rolls all the way onto his back and wriggles around. Then his feet flail a little and he snorts again like he's just remembered his precious vial is not within sight and he rolls back over quickly, paws catching the ground as he chuffs with large eyes and goes tense all over.

Of course the vial's still close by even if he's rolled all over it and he slaps a paw over it...several times, like he's expecting it to jump away each time he lifts it. Which of course it doesn't but he jumps up anyway and tosses his head, running around in a quick circle before he snatches it up in his maw and throws it two feet to the side so he can pounce and start rubbing all over it again. ]

[Such a tiny goober. The display makes him cock his head further, watching in a mixture of amusement and curiosity. And to be fair, he's never actually run across another dragon in heat... it just prickles something in the back of his mind that has him almost charmed.

It's more gratuitous than the way Ven was scratching at his back to remove his scales, and after a moment he comes closer, sniffing around the other to catch whatever scent has him so stirred up. It doesn't have the same effect on him, but he has to acknowledge that it smells nice. Still, he's not about to throw himself down and wallow in it.

Instead, he lifts a paw and pokes once at the other's underbelly when he rolls again.] What're you doing?

It smells good! [ Which apparently is answer enough as he croons and bats back at the other's paw for a short moment or two. Then it's like something clicks and he just really really really wants to play and he chuffs with an eager squirm on the ground, tail swishing. ]

So you're gonna bathe in it?

[Which, still looks pretty flirtatious to him. He isn't sure what's suddenly changed, but he's not really looking at Ven as the twerp he used to be. Maybe his new scales really are affecting his mind.

In response to that chuff and wiggle, Vanitas bends in his own play-posture--not as deeply, but it's obvious that he's willing despite the sting in his arm.]

[ It's a little, but it's enough and Ven's even willing to give up his happy-smelling bottle for the moment to chuff in excitement as he hurries to get his feet under him, and the moment that happens he's all but pouncing at Vanitas. His wings flare more because he feels wired than any real desire to make himself seem bigger or to take flight. They're flattened against his back almost a half-second later anyway because his front paws are coming up to try and catch the older dragon.

Yes he wants to jump and chuff all over him, but it's all play for the goldscale and he whines happily even "on the attack", if his excited bouncing and snapping could even be called as such. Half the time he's trying to roll into Vanitas anyway. ]

[He takes the 'battering', stepping back out of the way to dodge a few pounces and falling under one or two. But when Ven rolls a second time, Vanitas darts forward and gives his own pounce, pinning him in on his back as his head comes down to nip at his neck.

His own tail's thrashing more animatedly than usual, tip flicking back and forth through the air in pleased enjoyment.]

[ And of course Ven bleats in mock-distress, snuffling and biting at air and wriggling as he's pinned. More than once or twice he tries to paw the other's muzzle away with his front legs as he reflexively curls and draws his tail and hinder legs in as well, but he's obviously enjoying everything.

He's still making stupid happy whines between each nip. ]

[Ugh, it's almost gross how adorable he is. Vanitas resists the pawing, gnawing at one of his paws that he catches in his mouth with light presses of his teeth that can in no way pierce his skin. It's dumb but he feels himself actually falling into a more giddy mood for the second time that day, and all because of Ven.

Letting go of his paw, he goes back to nipping and actually licking the other's neck and jaw, chuffing lightly in between and batting him around with playful swipes.]

[ Shut up it's your inner wedding cake coming out C8 Ven's delighted and keens happily when he receives a lick--thatreally never happened--but then he's flopping around and rolling this way and that, not really trying to escape but he certainly makes a show of it, even rolling up onto his belly a few times onto to allow himself to get bowled over easily.

First chance he gets though he is going to push himself along the dirt with his feet and try to latch onto one of Vanitas' paws with his. ]

[alskfjl shhhh shhhhh you aren't supposed to know about that 8< He snaps and chuffs more when Ven rolls over, head cocking a bit when he tries to grab one of his paws.

To tease him, he moves it out of the way at the last second, holding it up to see what his reaction will be.]

[ At first he sort of claps his paws uselessly together, trying to reach it even if he knows it's too high. Then he wiggles a bit and arches his chest out to give him a few more inches, but when that too fails he chuffs back, barks once, and then quickly clambers back onto his feet to try and make a jump at the other. ]

[This time, he lets him have it. Success! Ven grabs hold of his paw and pulls it down.

now what.]

[ He is going to ATTACK IT LIKE A MAN aka bite sharp but without putting any of his teeth into it, gnaw a whole lot, and then lick him. Everywhere.

he is the best hunter it is him C8 ]

[sou fierce is you little gold thing

Vanitas watches for a while, then ducks his head in and nudges the other with his snout. He snorts a couple times, then retracts his paw so that he can then wind it over the other's back and pull him closer.

Then, he simply flops onto him. For a few seconds Ven might feel squished, before he rolls more to the side, and just gathers him close.]

[ HE FEELS IMMENSELY ACCOMPLISHED. Even when he's flopped on and it makes him squeak Ven practically croons, soaking up the contact like a little sponge. It's a lot more comfortable when Vanitas adjusts himself though, and belly heaving with his quick little breaths after all that romping around, Ven will crane his head back with his tongue lolled and try to give at least a few licks to the underside of the blackscale's jaw. ]

[Which really doesn't help matters. Vanitas still sees it as a sign of flirtation rather than simple affection, and rumbles his approval.

He ducks his own head, bowing it so he can lick at the base of the other's neck and nuzzle against his wings, before he pushes him down a foot or so, paws still holding him close in an almost hug by human standards.]

[ Only Vanitas would think happy licking means GO TO TOWN ON ME.

Ven's as well-behaved as he can be all things considered, giving a happy but intrigued rumble as he's squished a little more. He decides to whine and show he's given up play for the moment; he's still more than happy to catch his breath, wriggling a little as he taps his tail on the ground.

He must have done something really good to get this much attention. ]

[Yes, yes he did. Unfortunately he has no idea just how 'good' it was.

Because the moment he has the other lower against his belly, Ven will be able to feel the soft tip of his arousal against him. It's not anywhere threatening... yet. Just the inside of his tail, a few inches from where it joins with his legs.]

[ It takes a moment for the goldscale to notice outside the feeling or roughed-up scale and itch (which is almost tolerable now, thank god). But when he does notice he wiggles again for a moment or two before letting his head flop back against the ground.

Of course he's going to nose at it a little a second later, craning it back to try and look back up at Vanitas. Mom calm down >: ]

[WOW DON'T CALL HIM MOM RIGHT NOW. TOTAL BONER KILLER.

The wiggling only spurs him on, unfortunately. His pupils have narrowed into thinner, vertical lines, and the urge to bite onto the back of the other dragon's neck is strong. If Ven was just a bit longer it'd be easy, and it's mostly the difference in height that saves him from it.

But then he rolls them again, tucking his wings in tight so they're protected, as he ends up on his back. His grip on the smaller dragon eases, but doesn't let him get all the way away.]

Face me.

[ OOPS 6u9 ]

--Oof. You mean roll over...? [ He has no problems being on his back at all with his belly exposed. That's been his roll since day one considering their differences in size and strength. Vanitas is the boss, and he's the wiggly one that likes to play and chew on everything.

He has to work hard to keep from doing plenty of that right now though, especially once he realizes Vanitas rolled but kept him held close. If he wasn't worried he'd ruin whatever moment they were having by chirruping Ven would have done that ages ago--instead there's a happy little trill, a rumble, deep in his throat as his feet kick at the air, trying to find purchase on something for leverage.

Eventually he manages though, and gets himself most of the way turned around.

And naturally, the first thing he does is lap at the other's muzzle again. ]

Edited 2014-06-06 15:04 (UTC)

[The lapping gets him the usual hiss in response, but it's a little less condescending.

Because ultimately, Ven turning over means that he can rub up against the soft scales of his underbelly, uninhibited. And he does, lifting his tail a bit to keep the other from sliding too far down when his hips give a small, exploratory shift upwards.]

[ He can grump all he wants, he's still holding Ven close so he can't be that upset about it. But then there's a bump and the goldscale makes a small noise. His tail flicks from side to side a moment later, and thinking maybe that's a subtle way to tell him to move a little, Ven readjusts the way he's huddled against the older dragon. It's got his weight distributed a little more evenly, but it's also got him pressed a little more flush from belly to the base of his tail. ]

[Yesssss, that is much better. Good job. 8>

His own scales are tougher, even on his underside. But pressed between the two, the friction and pressure is still fantastic. It only takes a couple, steadier rolls upward before more than just the tip of his cock emerges from the opening between his scales.

It's already a bit wet, and slippery as it rubs between them.]

[ And it's that wetness and the slipping and sliding it does between them that has Ven lifting his head a little and looking down, then over his sides like that will somehow help him see between them. He knows what that is--he can't not, he has one too. But unlike Vanitas his is still sheathed.

So he poses a confused whine as his tail tao down against the other, once. Just a little restlessly. ]

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