A Dragon for Company

Warning: Contains vore. You should probably leave if you don't like it. Seriously.





You were awake. You instinctively curl up in a ball. Brrr. It was cold. Slowly you open one eye. You were… home? Yes, you were home, in your snug little cabin. Had that whole thing been a dream, with the storm and the dragon who…? Your thoughts trailed off. You gasp in surprise as your eyes fall onto the other side of the room.
The dragon was in your cabin. Wait, what? A dragon in my cabin? This doesn't happen every day. As if she could hear your thoughts, she wakes up and yawns; a half-growl. You stare into her mouth, realizing you had already made one trip down there. She sees you staring and grins.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"I… I… I…" You falter. You step out of bed and walk up to her. It still hadn't hit you yet. A real, breathing, living and talking dragon who had just saved your life by swallowing you was in your cabin asking you if you were okay. "Uhh… Hi," you blurt out, unable to think of anything better to say. She laughs, cocking back her head and… She bumped her head on the roof of your cabin.
"Hahaha- Ow…" She ducks her head and curses. You widen your eyes, and burst into laughter. "Hey! That hurt…" She complained. You stop laughing and come to her aid, grabbing your first aid kit and cleaning off the bruise she sustained. "How do you humans live in places like this," she says. You chuckle. For a moment, you stop and get a proper close look at her. You had to admit she radiated a certain beauty. Her personality was colorful; she was bright warm and bubbly. Soon after, you finish patching her up. You stop and look into her eyes.
"Thank you," You say. "for saving me,"
She smiles and flicks her tongue out at you.
"Thank you, doctor," She said, getting up. "for patching me up," You grin at her. "My name's Lyra, if you were wondering," She turns to the window.
"Are you going to leave?" You say. A slight tinge of unhappiness comes over you as you think about her gone.
"No!" She shouts enthusiastically, spinning to you. "Humans are fun," She smiles. You walk over to the window of your cabin and sigh with dismay as you realize the storm is only getting stronger. "What do you do for fun, anyways?" She asks.
"Well… normally I'd go out and explore, but…" You point at the heavy storm as an explanation. "Uhhhmmm…. I have a computer, internet," You point to the small table with the laptop sitting atop. "books…" You point to your bookshelf.
"Curious…" She said, snaking her head around and taking a close inspection.
The day went on. It was fun, you decided. You taught her how to read, what human life was like and shared stories. Lyra had connected to the internet for 12 seconds. She had learnt that the internet liked cats, and there was something about a cake. She didn't know what it was, but she knew it was a lie.
The day came to an end. The storm had died down, and the sun had begun to set. You opened up a large packet of beef jerky along with some rice and a bottle of ginger ale. You offered Lyra some, but she refused. Raising an eyebrow you finished dinner quickly, wanting to get to sleep.
"Aren't you hungry?" You asked. She looked at you. If dragons could blush, you'd be pretty sure Lyra was blushing now.
"I… I'm not hungry," She said, as if she were trying to hide something. Unconvinced, you headed off to bed, your eyes already drooping. Lyra followed you into your bedroom. You didn't protest; you were too sleepy and you didn't mind anyway. You crawled into bed, while she lay on the ground next to you.
Yawning, you close your eyes, drifting into sleep.
Suddenly, you hear a loud grumbling sound. You jolt upright in bed. To your right, Lyra sat up, clearly embarrassed.
"I… don't like beef jerky," She said quietly. You burst into laughter.
"You should've said something." You say, reaching out hugging her.
"Hey… well I was thinking…" She trailed off.
"Yeah?" You ask, wanting her to continue.
"Well, the other day… y'know…" She trailed off again.
"Yeah?..." You urge her to continue.
"I…" She can't bring herself to say anything.
"What is it?" you ask again. She sighs, and looks into your eyes.
"Can I eat you?" She blurts out. She withdraws, embarrassed. Her belly rumbles again. You take a second to process what she said. "It's okay… I know… it's a silly request," She says, trying to cover it up. Again, her stomach growls in protest. You felt pity for her. Besides, you thought, she had already done it once and that didn't turn out so bad.
"Okay," You say. She looks up in surprise.
"Really?!" She squeals.
"Sure, I trust you," You say, reaching out for another hug.
"Mmmmmm…" She purrs.
You break apart and lie on your bed, awaiting her. You watch as she positions herself at your feet, and stretches open her jaws. You look down her pulsating gullet. Secretly, you couldn't wait to be in there. Your feet slip into her mouth, a slick warm feeling overcoming your toes. You twitch at the feeling. Slowly you can feel her swallow, pulling you further into her throat. She makes her way up your thighs, her jaws expanding with each swallow. Oh it felt so good. This time you were fully conscious, fully aware of each little movement. It was bliss. You tuck your arms in in preparation for her jaws. The warm, slick and tight sensation reaches the tips of your fingers. You can feel her licking your hand. You feel her swallow again, almost like a full-body massage. She soon reaches your chest. You look down at her with a smile.  You made a huge bulge in her throat. She licks your chin as she swallows again. Soon your head was in-cased in soft, silky flesh, her throat caressing your face as you slid down her gullet. You wriggle in enjoyment. You are squished into her stomach, a soft fleshy sack. It was like being smothered gently by a pile of soft blankets. You lie there, extremely satisfied by the experience.
"Thank you," you hear her gasp. You wriggle in reply. You feel her hands exploring the large bulge you made. You murmur in satisfaction.
"No, thank you," You reply.

Soon, you both drift into sleep, happy to have each other in your company.
It was the best sleep you've ever had.