
Swallowing Swati (plus story!)
(When I showed her this, Swati asked me to write a little something for it. So here it is!
^//^ )
"Ollieee I'm cooold..." Swati's little voice catches my ears and I lift my scaly snout to look at her shivering form. While on a mission up north we've found a cave to stay in, but even with my fire and the subtle warmth under my smooth scales, the chill is still getting to her! "Ah, my poor little icicle... why don't you let me warm you up, hmm? Keep you somewhere safe?" My dragon snout nuzzles gently against Swati, my tongue flicking out to give her a little lick on the cheek. This doesn't happen often, but under the circumstances, I know I'll feel better with her tucked away from the biting cold! The princess's arms wrap around my muzzle and I can feel her nod, face pressed against my smooth scales. "Mhmm...."
At the sounds I smile knowingly and nudge Swati so she's laying down with her feet facing me. "You just relax alright?" My voice is serpentine but soft and my mouth opens up, so pink in contrast with my blue scales! The shivering girl can feel a soft warmth around her feet and legs suddenly as I scoop her up in my maw. Before she knows it I've lifted her up, my lower jaw and tongue supporting her back, and her legs starting to squeeze into my throat like a form-fitting sleeping bag. Tipping my head back a bit I close my eyes, give Swati a last gentle lick, and swallow! The soft tightness squeezes around her like closest water slide ever, but it isn't an uncomfortable pressure. More like a strong but careful massage as my throat eases her down. After mere seconds she slides down into my belly, causing me to sigh happily. I'm satisfied; belly full and Swati safe!
"Sweet dreams, my precious princess~" My big dragon-y voice rumbles softly around her. It's so plush and cozy in there; like a combination of a hammock, sleeping bag, memory foam, and a full body hug. I'm all around her, holding her from all sides. It's a tad damp, but more akin to the bone-deep warmth of a perfect bath, or waking up with your bed and covers at perfect body heat temperature. With my heartbeat tha-thumping a living lullaby we both fall asleep, closer than any external hug could make us.
^//^ )
"Ollieee I'm cooold..." Swati's little voice catches my ears and I lift my scaly snout to look at her shivering form. While on a mission up north we've found a cave to stay in, but even with my fire and the subtle warmth under my smooth scales, the chill is still getting to her! "Ah, my poor little icicle... why don't you let me warm you up, hmm? Keep you somewhere safe?" My dragon snout nuzzles gently against Swati, my tongue flicking out to give her a little lick on the cheek. This doesn't happen often, but under the circumstances, I know I'll feel better with her tucked away from the biting cold! The princess's arms wrap around my muzzle and I can feel her nod, face pressed against my smooth scales. "Mhmm...."
At the sounds I smile knowingly and nudge Swati so she's laying down with her feet facing me. "You just relax alright?" My voice is serpentine but soft and my mouth opens up, so pink in contrast with my blue scales! The shivering girl can feel a soft warmth around her feet and legs suddenly as I scoop her up in my maw. Before she knows it I've lifted her up, my lower jaw and tongue supporting her back, and her legs starting to squeeze into my throat like a form-fitting sleeping bag. Tipping my head back a bit I close my eyes, give Swati a last gentle lick, and swallow! The soft tightness squeezes around her like closest water slide ever, but it isn't an uncomfortable pressure. More like a strong but careful massage as my throat eases her down. After mere seconds she slides down into my belly, causing me to sigh happily. I'm satisfied; belly full and Swati safe!
"Sweet dreams, my precious princess~" My big dragon-y voice rumbles softly around her. It's so plush and cozy in there; like a combination of a hammock, sleeping bag, memory foam, and a full body hug. I'm all around her, holding her from all sides. It's a tad damp, but more akin to the bone-deep warmth of a perfect bath, or waking up with your bed and covers at perfect body heat temperature. With my heartbeat tha-thumping a living lullaby we both fall asleep, closer than any external hug could make us.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Vore
Species Eastern Dragon
Size 1280 x 1159px
File Size 290 kB
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