Ulti was in the middle of her latest Pokémon team drawing when her phone rang. The blue lizard ignored it, letting it go to voicemail.

Then it rang again.

And again.

And again.

When it kept ringing, buzzing away against her desk even after she’d silenced it, Ulti finally flipped it over to see who was trying to get her attention. Her eyebrows bounced back up when she saw the name flickering on the screen: Draconicon.

“Since when does he use a phone?” she muttered, sliding her thumb across the icons and holding it to her ear. “Hello?”

“Booty-call.”

“…Wha?”

“Booty-call. When’s good?”

“I – you mean me? Like, booty-call with me? I’m in the middle of –”

“Not asking for a yes or a no, I’m asking for when. We both know you’re going to say yes – you always do – so when?”

She sputtered. Not so much out of indignation, but more from embarrassment at how right he was. Not that she said yes to everyone – she wasn’t that much of a casual slut – but there were certain people that could just get her like that.

Mostly dragons.

And imps.

And kobolds.

And –

Okay, maybe more people than she really wanted to admit. Her cheeks were already going red as she pinched the bridge of her nose, pushing her glasses up in the process.

“So?”

“I – well, I guess whenever.”

“Good.”

Click.

Knock-knock.

Ulti blinked. Her door rattled as the ‘knock-knock’ repeated itself, her jaw dropping as she pushed back from her desk.

“No way…”

The door shook three more times before she could reach it, and when she opened it, Draconicon was standing on the other side. No gold coat today, but the red suit and black undershirt were disheveled, and –

Oh. Oh, that was a bulge. Her blush got worse as he walked by, staring at the dragon’s erection leading the way like a lance over a horse’s shoulder. She couldn’t look away as he walked around her and shut the door, the much-taller dragon looming over her as he dragged her toward the bedroom.

“Booty-call.”

“Um, sure – what’s going on?”

“Fixation. Need to sort that out.”

“On booty?”

“On your booty. Dragon fixations. Gotta deal with it. Can’t ignore it. Move.”

Not that she had much of a choice; he was pushing her along very firmly, his hand planted on the small of her back just above her tail. She tried not to blush too much as she surrendered to his request; she was starting to get as excited as he was.

No sooner had they reached her bedroom than the black dragon growled, pushing her forward until she thumped against the foot of her bed. She stumbled, slumping forward and almost faceplanting on the bed. She groaned as she caught herself, looking over her shoulder.

“You know, you could just –”

RIIIIIP!

“Oh…oh, you’re that fixated,” Ulti said, her face burning hotter as Draconicon quite literally ripped her pants clean off. “…That’s…a little hotter than I expected.”

“Tail up.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

Obliging him and lifting her tail, she faced forward again and took a few deep breaths. The last few times Draconicon had come around, hypnosis had been a major part of their play. Zonking her out and leaving her underfoot, zonking her out and making her dance around a pole while recording it, zonking her out and making her suck his balls and kiss his ass: she was used to that. The hypnosis made it all the easier, too, even if it was rather embarrassing to be made to watch the ‘films’ afterward.

This was the first time she’d been ‘sober’ while getting intimate in a while with the big guy, and –

“Mmmph…”

She kept forgetting how much bigger than her he was; sure, she wasn’t doing badly, but Draconicon was seven feet tall and had proportionally large parts, and his hands were only the start as they forced her cheeks apart. The hot air right across her hole was not helping, either, particularly as she could hear him panting. He sounded almost…bestial.

She couldn’t decide if she was flattered or just turned on by the fact that he was that interested in her ass. Considering how much of a foot dragon he was, she felt kinda special that her booty could get him that –

“Mmmph!”

Hot air turned into a kiss right on her pucker. Ulti arched her back, standing up on tiptoes for a moment before he yanked her flat on the ground again. He growled, his lips almost vibrating against her as he kissed her asshole again, and again. Each one was wet, tongue flicking over her rim, the forked tips tempting her with what else they could do.

“Mmm…ah…”

His big hands kept her pinned, too, his thumbs rubbing so close to her pucker. They pulled, teased, massaged around it, pulling her ass cheeks apart and them shoving them together again. And he didn’t stop kissing it, making out with it, either, but when she tried to push back against his face –

“Ah!”

He shoved her down, forcing her hips against the sheets. Ulti shivered as he growled louder, his tongue thrusting against her pucker, grinding against the rim once, twice –

Squelch.

And then diving in. She gasped as the forked ends of his tongue flicked back and forth inside of her, the whole length of his tongue slithering deeper and deeper into her ass. It was still so wet, so…so slimy, but [i]fuck[/i] it was going deep, and he had her completely pinned now. His chest pinned her legs to the bed, and his bulge was grinding against her feet – oh, she – fuck, he was still dressed and –

She moaned as he slurped his tongue back. The sudden wet emptiness didn’t last long; he pressed the forked tips to her hole again, somehow using them the way that someone else would use their fingers to spread her rim wide. Another hot puff, this time going straight inside of her, then –

Squelch. Right back in, his lips sealing themselves to her pucker as he started thrusting his tongue in, out, in, out. Ulti arched her back, a faint whimper-moan escaping her as Draconicon feasted on her ass. Every time she tried to squirm, tried to move or shift her position, he just pushed down harder, pinning her legs and hips. She tried to bring her tail down, but he just used it to dig his snout in deeper between her ass cheeks, grinding his chin just under her rim and thrusting his tongue deeper –

Fuck, fuck, fuck, it felt good. She grabbed her pillow, huffing and moaning into it as he worked his tongue deeper than most of her toys could go. She could feel it swirling in her guts, working up from the bottom all the way – mmmph – was she feeling it in her stomach? Gods, she didn’t know – it just felt good.

Wet, slimy, in and out and in and out, fucking away, hitting buttons – so good – so fucking –

She arched her back as he doubled his tongue back on itself, making it feel even thicker inside. It got her off, hard, and she moaned into her pillow again as she came, clenching down on his tongue and spasming from head to toe.

There was no mercy. He pulled his tongue out without a word, drawing a yelp from her as he flipped her over. She didn’t even get to hide behind the pillow as he pulled it away from her face, looking down at her as he bent her in half.

“Mmmph…ah…ah…”

“That’s a start,” he grunted, folding her in half and pinning her ankles over her head, his other hand going to his pants. “Now we get to the main event.”

“Mmmph…so, uh, how long do, uh, ‘dragon fixations’ last?” she asked, still trying to catch her breath.

“Takes at least three hours to get rid of ‘em. Sometimes a day.”

“…oh god.”

“Mm-hmm. Hope you didn’t have anything planned.”

“Well –”

She cut off with a hiss of indrawn breath. Oh, fuck, his cock had just flopped over her raised ass and it was just as big as she remembered it. Firm, hard, dripping, and fourteen inches long. Oh, she hoped that he’d lubed her ass up as much as he usually did; she wasn’t going to be taking that one easily.

Draconicon met her with his white-eyed stare, seemed to see how flustered she was…and he smirked.

“Let’s take all those thoughts away…you don’t need to think about anything but your ass right now.”

“B-but –”

“Uh-uh. Look into my eyes, my slutty little lizard…time to be your dragon’s ass-slut for the next few hours…”

She opened her mouth, but his eyes glowed, and she forgot what she was going to say. Instead, she smiled and lifted her hips a little further.

“Good girl…”