Breeding congratulations

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Request: I would absolutely love a story about a demon/dragonborn fucking the reader before making them walk the stage with their cum full of them. Super heavy on the praise!

Dragon x fem!reader || praise kink, dirty talk, breeding, exhibitionism kink (light)

When you started dating a dragon, you were expecting a lot of things (obviously that included fantastic sex), but what you weren’t expecting was the way he always made sure you were confident and praised. Truth be told, that was probably a personality trait, and nothing to do with him being dragonborn, but who cared about that? You finished your degree and your graduation was in a couple days. You had other worries. Such as: should you invite him? You’d only been dating for a couple months (the best months of your life) and he was so… intense. But you were pretty sure you were falling for him and you wanted him to be there.

But at the end he was the one who solved the problem. He insisted he wanted to go to cheer for you and show you how proud he was of you, and made you feel so special all the time that you agreed. Your impostor syndrome a bit too high to feel like your accomplishments need to be celebrated, but once again your praise kink and his amazing mouth convinced you to. And good goddess are you happy about that choice…

You are walking down a corridor on your way to the main area of the graduation when he calls out your name. You look around and almost swallow your tongue. He looks phenomenal, he’s leaning against a wall with a black suit that makes the red of his scales pop and makes your mouth water wanting to devour him.

Looking at his smirk, he probably can smell how much you appreciated his outfit. But he doesn’t comment, he simply kisses your cheek and offers his hand. You thought he would just walk away hand in hand, but he pulls you into some kind of classroom. In two seconds flat, your face is pressed against the wall, and his big body is covering your back.

“Hello there, you look ravishing.” His husky voice makes you let out a little pant. The way he’s pressing against you and rubbing his huge erection against your ass is driving you a little bit crazy. “You did so good with your degree… I’m so fucking proud of you.” His compliments make your head spin.

“Stop it,” you complain, your face getting redder and redder as he continued with his compliments.

“You don’t want to hear it? Too bad.” He laughs. “I’m going to tell you how good you did and how fantastic you look. You have it all. The brains and the hotness and the body…” His voice drops as he whispers: “And the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” You moan, your blood running faster and your insides twitching as his dirty words permeate your brain.

Fuck, he can get you going with such few words, and he doesn’t seem to be about to stop… His hands travel down your front, cupping your boobs and pinching your nipples with weird accuracy over your dress and bra. You let out a little cry that makes him chuckle again, rutting his dick harder against your ass. You rock back, making him grunt and pressing you harder against the wall in retaliation.

“You aren’t in control here, pretty girl. You are going to get what I give you,” the roughness in his voice makes you tremble.

“And… And what is that?” You ask, tempting fate.

He growls as you feel him disappear for a second before his hands are pushing your dress up until it’s resting over your hips. He guides your hands to the hem of it: “Hold the dress up,” he orders.

You obey, curious and horny to see what he does next. He doesn’t disappoint, his whole hand covering your pussy and pressing up. You groan as he makes you get on your tiptoes as he rubs over your clothed clit.

“Fuck, you are soaked. Is this because of me? Do you like having me here this much?” You nod, unable to form words when his claws are playing with the edge of your panties, gracing over your wet pussy. “You were so good… You did great in all your classes and now you are graduating. Such a fucking good girl.”

He punctuates each word with a flick of his claw over your clit and you can barely breathe because of the pleasure. Your brain is swirling in desire, and you are getting wetter and wetter to the point you can hear every movement he makes against your pussy.

But he’s not done. “And you are going to be better for me, aren’t you? You are going to be a perfect good girl and you are going to part your legs further…” You comply and he does a rapid work pushing two fingers inside your tight heat, making you moan. “Yeah, just like that. I’m going to fill you up and you are going to walk that stage knowing who owns this pussy. Aren’t you? You want that, I can feel your pussy clenching around my fingers, little human. You love the thought of walking with my come leaking down your thighs, you’re so dirty… But I love it. I love how dirty you are and how hot you get when you are full of my come.”

Your breathing is labored and he pushes your panties to the side. The second the tip of his dick presses against your warm opening your are whimpering his name as a plea. He chuckles and pushes inside in one long thrust, sending your hips crashing against the wall, making everything more intense.

He sets up a fast pace, but that doesn’t stop him from talking: “And if you are good, if you are reaaaally good… You’ll earn a prize. Do you want a prize?” You nod, but he’s way ahead of you: “You don’t need it, do you? You are happy jut being a good girl for me.” You whimper really loud, ashamed that somebody could hear but way too worked up to care.

“Yes,” it sounds like a broken plea and he chuckles.

“What a dirty little girl. When you are finished, and they give you the diploma, with my come leaking down your legs, I’m going to push your legs over my shoulders and I’m going to pump you full again. Over and over until you are leaking and sore… Just to do it all over again. Once you walk that stage, you are mine for the weekend, and I pretend to have every one of your holes filled all weekend long…” He never stops his thrusting, whispering filthy things against your ear as he fucks into you.

You can’t even process all he says, you are just nodding and moaning, pushing your ass back against him to try get him deeper. When his claw starts toying with your clit, you know there’s no coming back, you are too close, too fast…

You try to warn him, but he only chuckles at your pathetic whimpers, thrusting harder and pinching your clit between his fingers until you are screaming his name and he’s joining you in pleasure with a hard thrust that makes you see stars as he fills you to the brim.

“Such a good girl, look at that…” He pulls your legs further apart, kneeling behind you and playing with your stretched hole, pushing his come back inside. “Fuck, the prettiest dripping pussy on the best fucking girl.” He kisses your pussy as if he’s saying goodbye and puts your panties back in place.

He helps you put your dress back to it’s place, kissing your forehead and telling you how proud he is one more time before he grabs your hand and walks you to the main area. His come pooling there and making you feel naughty and horny at the same time. With each step you take, it rubs against your still sensitive clit and you have to bite your lip not to moan out loud.

When they call your name, you walk to the stage with your legs pressed together, face flushed and come sticking to your clit. He spits fire into the air as a celebration, and a couple people around him scream. But he’s too busy screaming congratulations and cheering your name to care. It’s fucking perfect.

You walk off that stage with his come sticky between your legs and a huge smile on your face, the promise of a good weekend ahead.