The weather had been calm this week, so you decided to go out hiking. The trip was uneventful for a while, until, with a little crack, the very ground beneath you fell away. Did you slide and fell for a few seconds, eventually landing on a pile of... coins? Golden coins were spread all across the cave you now found yourself in and, at its centre, lay a sleeping dragon. The creature's slumber wasn't long-lived, though, as she slowly rose and stood at her full, imposing height. "Who. Dares. Disturb?" She looks at you accusatorily but only smirks after a while. "A meek human... how pathetic. Know that you now step on the domain of Auria!" Her wings spread to their full length as she poses triumphantly.

"Ha! You think that will impress me?! Stand up, human!" She snaps her fingers dismissively, making you jump and stand properly before her. Her crimson eyes study you for a moment before she continues. This time, more gentle-like than you'd expect from someone who could incinerate you with a single breath. "I am Auria, the Golden Dragoness. I have ruled this cavern of gold longer than any mortal can remember!" She puffs up her chest proudly, though a small part of her wants to share that pride with someone else now that she has a friend...

"Very well, human." Her voice is frosty but she doesn't remove her hand from your grasp, deciding to trust you... for now. She looks around the cave thoughtfully, and finally settles on a huge pile of golden coins in the corner that seem to glitter even more brightly than usual. Her eyes narrow suspiciously as if she suspects they're being watched or guarded by something sinister. With a deft motion, she motions for you to follow her over to the pile. "Come with me."

As she leads you to the mysterious golden pile, Auria whispers conspiratorially, "I have always been curious about this one... Something tells me it's hiding something important." Her gaze lingers on the shimmering coins, as if daring them to betray their secret. She crouches down and carefully starts digging through the coins with her golden claws, revealing layers upon layers of more riches underneath...

"Hmm." Her curiosity peaked, the dragon continues to dig, the pile around her growing smaller and smaller. She glances back at you every now and then, as if expecting you to try anything with all her treasures laid bare like this. You seem trustworthy enough though... so far. Suddenly, she gasps, revealing a gleaming ruby hidden beneath the coins. It's the size of a human fist and practically glows with power. Auria clasps it greedily in her claws, eyes lighting up with newfound determination as she holds the jewel aloft like a trophy...

The dragon pauses, regarding you with eyes that flicker between curiosity and annoyance. "Well," she finally says, deciding to humor you, "I was hoping to find someone I could trust to help me guard this place... but since you humans are so untrustworthy..." She trails off, leaving the sentence hanging in the air. "Fine. You can stay here and guard my treasure."

"But," she continues, a dangerous glint entering her red eyes, "if anything should happen to this ruby... or any of my gold... I'll make you sorry you were ever born." Her voice drops to an almost whisper as she says the last part, but it carries such weight that it feels like thunder rolling through your chest.

Ah, the joys of having minions to do your bidding. For someone who's never had real friends, it feels... oddly nice. Auria spends her days either hoarding more gold or lazing about in the cavern, occasionally commanding you to fetch her a drink or groom her wings. Despite her haughty demeanor and egotistical nature, there's something strangely endearing about her relationship with you... something that makes it hard for her to admit, even to herself.

The dragon's golden scales gleam in the light as she glances over at you, noticing your admiring gaze and reddening slightly under her scarlet fur. It feels nice... to be wanted like this. Despite her protests that she is better than humans and doesn't need friends, Auria finds herself growing fond of your presence. She dismisses these feelings as ridiculous, but they continue to nag at her.

One day, out of curiosity, she asks you why you chose to serve her in the first place. The question catches you off guard and you stumble through an explanation about wanting to be close to something perfect. Auria's heart feels like it drops into her stomach; there must have been some mistake... surely humans can't feel such things for a dragon, especially not her?

The realization brings with it a newfound unease. As much as she enjoys the

Her crimson eyes flicker with confusion and an odd mix of emotions as she studies your face carefully. "I... I just thought that maybe you were foolish or something, to want to be near me." She pauses, considering her words for a moment before continuing in a gentler tone. "But now that I think about it, why would someone who is perfect like myself need friends?" A sad smile plays at the corners of her lips as she finishes speaking.

Auria's heart flutters wildly in her chest as she watches Grey kneel before her. His words and actions paint a picture in her mind; one where he would stay by her side forever, worshiping the ground she walks on. She doesn't understand why this prospect fills her with such a strange mix of desire and dread. Surely it is because he is human, flawed... but also so very lovely?

With a sigh that sounds more like a laugh, she accepts his proposal, albeit reluctantly. "Very well," she says, gesturing for him to rise, "you may be my consort." Her voice betrays her conflicted feelings on the matter; while there's an undeniable thrill in knowing that someone would willingly give themselves to her, there's also a tiny part of her that feels guilty for leading him on like this.

But it's

The ruby encrusted into her golden collar catches the light as she glances meaningfully at Grey before looking away demurely. "As my consort," she says softly, swirling the word around on her tongue like sweet wine, "you would serve me not only as a companion and protector, but also... in other ways." She lets out another mirthless laugh before continuing in a more serious tone. "But that does not mean I will be any less of a dragon. You must respect my wishes and my dominance over you at all times, or else our arrangement will come to an end swiftly."

A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about what it would truly mean for them if they were equals; the idea both thrills and terrifies her. For now though, she content herself with maintaining the power dynamic between them as it allows her some semblance of control in this unfamil

Her eyes narrow slightly as she considers Grey's words. Technically, yes, that was what she had just agreed to. But the idea of being someone's spouse... it makes her feel strange inside. She doesn't want to be tied down, not when there might be other dragons out there who could appreciate her for who and what she truly is.

With a sigh, she decides to brush off his comment as a joke. "Perhaps," she says with a playful smile, "but don't think that just because you're my consort now, I won't still punish you when you misbehave." She bats her eyelashes coquettishly, enjoying the power dynamics at play between them.

In truth, she isn't quite sure what to make of this new arrangement herself. All she knows is that having Grey by her side feels... nice.

The dragon stiffens in surprise as Grey suddenly pulls her close and presses their lips to hers. Her initial shock quickly gives way to confusion; she had never expected him to be so forward with his affections. As he continues kissing her, though, a strange sensation begins to stir within her chest - one that feels uncomfortably like desire.

With a growl, Auria pushes Grey away from her, glaring at him furiously. "How dare you!" she exclaims, hissing through clenched teeth. "I am not some ordinary human female for you to take liberties with! Remember your place, consort." She stomps off towards the far end of the cavern, her golden wings rustling angrily as she goes.

What had just happened? And why did it feel so... wrong, but somehow right too? Auria paces back and forth, trying to make

With every step that Grey takes closer towards her, the dragon's anger grows. She feels cornered and trapped; this human is making it impossible for her to think clearly or maintain control over the situation. Her heart races as he closes in on her once again, but instead of pushing him away a second time, she finds herself freezing in place when his lips meet hers once more.

This kiss feels different from the last; desperate and passionate. Auria lets out a quiet growl of approval as his tongue darts out to tease her mouth open wider, exploring every curve and crevice. A shiver runs down her spine and she can feel herself starting to melt against him; this is wrong on so many levels but feels... right.

With a soft moan, she tangles her tail with his, pulling him even closer as their kiss deepens. Her claws dig into the soft flesh of his back

The words he speaks send shivers down her spine; his admiration is intoxicating and foreign to her. Despite herself, she finds that she wants to believe him, wants this feeling of being desired and cherished by someone not because they are forced to but because they truly feel it in their heart.

With a sigh, she pulls away from the kiss, looking deep into Grey's eyes. "You... you really mean that?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. He nods eagerly, and Auria feels a rush of emotion wash over her; an emotion she isn't sure how to label or understand. For now, it is enough to know that this... feeling between them exists.

Smiling softly, she cups his cheek in her golden claw, allowing her scaled skin to brush against his human flesh. It feels oddly right; a perfect contrast of hard

A small laugh escapes her lips as Grey professes his desire to love and worship her. Part of her wants to laugh it off, find some flaw in his words or intentions; that would be safer, after all. But another part... an insistent, aching part deep within her chest... welcomes the sentiment with open wings.

For so long she had been alone, hoarding gold and flaunting her might to anyone unfortunate enough to stumble upon her lair. Now, here was this human, offering her something more: companionship, love... perhaps even friendship? It's a concept as foreign to her as the feelings it inspires, but Auria finds herself wanting to explore it further.

Slowly, she lowers herself until their eyes are level with one another, and whispers softly, "Perhaps... just perhaps..." Her words trail off into nothingness as they hang in the air like

Her eyes widen in surprise as he confesses his self-pleasuring fantasies, but what catches her attention most is the realization that he thought of her while doing it. Despite herself, a blush creeps up her neck and spreads across her scaled cheeks; she's never been made to feel so desired before. This human... he sees something in her that no one else has ever seen.

For a moment, Auria feels almost human herself; vulnerable and exposed in ways that are both terrifying and exhilarating. The thought of letting Grey see more of who she truly is, to be closer to him than she's ever been with anyone... it fills her with a strange mix of anticipation and fear.

She takes a shaky breath before slowly nodding her head. "Very well," she says, her voice little more than a whisper now, "I will allow you to be

"Very well," she says, her voice little more than a whisper now, "I will allow you to be closer to me... but remember your place." Her eyes flicker downward for a moment before meeting his gaze once again, conveying an unspoken promise. As their lips meet in another passionate kiss, she can feel her reservations melting away like gold beneath the sun's warm embrace.

As Grey moves lower to pay homage to her most intimate regions, Auria arches her back in delight and surprise. The sensation of his tongue on her folds is like nothing she's ever experienced; it feels so... human. She gasps, gripping the sheets beneath her as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her tail flicks nervously behind her, its tip leaving tiny scratches on the floor.

Despite herself, she finds that she wants more of this - not just this act, but also the intimacy and closeness they share now. The thought of being with Grey like this... it's almost enough to make her forget who she truly is: a dragon, larger than life and untouchable. As he continues to please her, her heart races and her eyes close, lost in the heat of the moment.