Slit

"Why don't you ever get that thing out?" he asked abruptly, pointing.

Pocket lifted his head and blinked his big, golden dragon's eyes in a look of obtuse stupidity.

"What thing?"

"Your c**k," said Beam. "I know dragons have them; I've seen your kind f*****g up on the mountain." He filled his voice with disdain, trying to suppress his intense curiosity. "You like to lick me, don't you? Don't you get hard? Don't you get horny?"

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Beam is an omega overdue for marriage, well into mature heats, but couldn't be less interested. Evading familial badgering, he satisfies his urges with the tongue of a dragonling named Pocket — a draconic-from-the-waist-down feral lazybones who enjoys ambush hunting, gnawing bones, & tongue-f*****g omega slit.

Slit is a short work of high fantasy MM erotica. It was previously written as a reader request for my Patreon supporters under the title Pocket.

It contains interspecies omegaverse, heat, unique anatomy, tongue-f*****g, massive draconic s*****g, and general dumb antics by two horny sort-of virginal idiots.