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Thread: Star Wars RP (Funner & RPG-Girl)

For the most part, as she busied herself with the various tasks about the chamber, mainly helping to prepare some of the cloth for weaving, she would be inwardly giddy with excitement. After today, she would not be a child any longer, but a full grown woman. Of course, as one of the Linnorn, it would be rather foolish to make assumptions for how the day would go, even if she was sure that her Drake sister was planning on claiming her for herself. And so, she would be leaving behind her old quarters, saying goodbye though she would be visiting! to her mothers and sisters and moving in with Selia. Still, as Yasin finished her chores, lightened due to what day it was and her likely upcoming wedding, she would nod and smile at and with her family, laughing and accepting their wisdom, though any gifts would wait until after the wedding. This was because if for some reason Selia did not want her, nor any of her other Drake sisters, well, she would belong to her dickmother for a time. And sure, as she would rub a bit of quartz dust just below her eyes, looking into the mirror to make sure she looked as enticing as possible.... well, strings of silver and gold, a few semi-precious stones, a handful of longer lengths of silver around her waist like a skirt, and she would smile. It was traditional after all, to wear this sort of display when one was going to be with ones intended, even if the deal would not be final until the actual wedding ceremony. Granted, as she preened in front of the mirror, and readied herself, she would check, and once all was in readiness, she would begin to walk, sandals of beaten silver on her feet, as she would go to the edge of the harem. Sure, like all Gadron buildings it was made of stone, an close to a spire, but that only made sense, given the drakes ability to fly, and tendency to refer to refer to their females as wingless, to the point where she and the other Linnorn were fairly sure that they actually thought they were called that. Still, a smile on her face, she would sit, and wait. Her eldest sister, as was tradition, should be by soon, to... well, she would spend the day with her, to impress her, to entice her, and to have her virginity taken by her. After that... the presentation to their dickmother and Selia's choice on if they would be married or not. She could hardly wait!
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Yasin, on seeing her sister, gave a squeal of delight, and ran forward, ignoring her other drake-sisters. Sure, if they were at Selia's home she may be expected to help entertain them, but for the moment? She had made sure she was all dolled up for only one of her sisters. The one that she was hugging, her body rubbing against hers. The one that was going to make her a woman. The one that she had all but wheedled a promise from her dickmother to accept a marriage offer from. Of course, that would be if Selia wanted her, which, from the necklace she was wearing, as she nuzzled her neck? There was a warm flash of contentment, even as she would of course be nice and proper, demure and submissive to her intended. Well, my dragon, and really, so what if she used the term that spoke as if they were already married, my plans are in large part your own, though I would hope that the end of the day would coincide with... She would giggle, and wink up at her. I have a wedding gift ready. There is mischief in her eyes, even as her red and blue hair, highlights of purple flashing through them, as she looks up at her. Of course, spending time with you... She would hum and nod her head... and her tail would be moving back and forth, she smiles. Oh, and I should mention, all of my clothes are handmade. She would puff up with pride, even as she would have her nipples graze along her sisters scales. It was traditional for a linnorn to spend the year before her coming of age to fashion her courtship dress, as well as working particularly hard to acquire the small amount of property and assets that they could, and would belong to their intended. After all, while the drake may control the household, it was the harem that actual did the management, farming, looking after livestock, mining and the bulk of the crafts. Thus, a wise Linnorn sought to bring a few things into her bed to help her prospects. Though, the Ullfi have been lambing, and perhaps it would be good to check up on them. After all, over the last three years she had managed to acquire five ewes and a ram, though she had been selling the lambs to finance some of her other deals.
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Selia enjoyed the way her sister's body felt against hers, smirking when Yasin nuzzled her, hoping she noticed her handiwork. She let out a soft, gentle, but certainly hungry growl as her sister addressed her as her dragon, her hold on her sister tightening a bit as her sister spoke. Selia chuckled as her sister winked at her. Well, as it happens, I believe your wedding present is also ready for...an exchange. she had to exercise considerable control not to press her hips against her sister's, let her feel how excited she was to make Yasin Selia's Linnorn. She ran her claws through Yasin's hair when she looked up at her, she was so proud and felt quite honored that Yasin had gone far beyond her expectations for the dress, just because it was traditional to make it didn't mean it had to be so lovely. Her hands on her sister's back told her that it was a very nice fabric she used, certainly something to be treasured, I'm very impressed you got this ready in just a year, it looks and feels so expensive. Selia bit her lip and glanced down at the nipples brushing against her scales, she wanted to take Yasin to her bed right now, but hearing about her Ullfi, she decided that maybe she should wait, Alright, if something needs to be done, I'll do it, you worked hard on that dress these are just my usual things...it's the least I can do after you let me borrow your crafting tool, I still owe you one, remember? I'm a Drake of my word.
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She would seem pleased at the growl, perking up, even as her lips curled into an amused half smirk, even as she would nod. Mostly taken from my Ullfi. Which, as she would turn, hands brushing against groin, was another way of subtly bragging about the wealth of her little herd. And for the most part, the Ullfi was a creature that resembled a sheep, and yet, like most creatures from Gadron, it was able to incorporate metal into various parts of itself, or in these cases, the wool. While there were three main breeds, the Gold, Silver and Iron Ullfi, for the most part that refereed to what metal it was able to incorporate into it, though Rams were notably, when it came to breeding, metal neutral. Besides, I wanted to look nice, as this is the day when I'm supposed to be showing off my wealth, skills and appearance to my dragon. Of course, if I listened to the older girls, you might have liked it best if I just showed up with gem dust coating my body and a pair of heels. She stuck out her tongue, playful, before she would continue. Besides, it's not like I'd want my first time with you to be right here. She would look down, right at her groin, and lick her lips, coated in a small amount of ruby dust, sparkling under the suns light. Still, she would seem to consider things for a moment, before checking around them, and the coast was clear. Having done so, she dropped to her knees. Selia Ritar, I, Yasin Ritar ask your permission to court you on behalf of our sire Salia Ritar and according to custom. Until the time comes, as the sun sets and you present me for the negotiation, you are my dragon, my mistress, my world and the center of my being. I kneel at your feet, and offer all I am and shall be and all my daughters yet unborn. She blushed as she finished. For the most part, this ritual greeting was very old fashioned, and rarely done anymore... and almost always an indicator, as she smiled up, that she wanted this. And my dragon, if you owe me... perhaps you can carry me around today, when you are not... making use of your property? She blushed then, cheeks blazing red and blue.
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She would give a gasp at the mention of chief wife, as that was decided, almost always, as a matter of pecking order and authority inside of the harem, apart from a favorites of the moment. The chief wife was the one that their dragon considered first in their hoard, and to be offered it before they even married? She had been lucky in her gambling and investments, and would have some extra things to give to her for the bride price, even as she would do her best to win her the dowry. Still, as she was gathered up in those strong arms, a hand brushed her groin, she would give a smile and a wink. My dragon, you are courting me. While I wanted to get on my knees for you, and hopefully will be spending a good bit of today on them, I just wanted to say the old words in private. She would giggle. Its more romantic that way. Still, as she seemed to consider things, finger tapping her chin, she would look up and be greatly amused. As for where you make use of your property my dragon? I am your linnorn and you are courting me. While it is impolite to breed my cunt in front of others until the time of the presentation, as anywhere and anytime else, you may have me as you please. She would give a pleased sounding hum, as she relaxed in her arms, breasts pressed upwards. Did I not just pledge that I belong to you? That I am yours in all ways? I stand between childhood and womanhood, and yet, as Linnorn, consider me a sex toy that speaks to you, that loves you and makes your house. If you are hard, feel free to jerk yourself off using the body that belongs to you, or command me to attend to attend to my mistress. She would giggle, a hand moving up along her stomach and breasts, as she looked happy and content. My childhood, my time of freedom is over. As of now? I. Am. Yous. She stresses each word, as she pokes her sisters chin. So my dragon, by your command, what are your plans for your property? There is something saucy in how she says that, as was the wink and the stuck out tongue.
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Hehe, I know, but I wanted to try saying the old words back to you, it just felt right. Selia licked her lips as she carried her sister towards her quarters, having decided on taking her sister in her bedroom. Just the thought of laying with her in Yasin's bed, breathing in her scent, making a special memory in the room where the young Linnorn had slept for so long alone...it just felt right somehow to complete the transition between child to adult in the same bed she slept, make Yasin hers in the room that had been Yasin's private place, her home within home. Well, my sweet harlot, I plan on taking everything that belongs to me, and I can't think of anywhere that belongs to you and you alone more than your very own bed, after your throat or your knees get tired. Selia replied, revealing her intentions as she watched her sisters hands explore her own body, Let's enjoy your final day of childhood and your first in adulthood in your bedroom together. she caressed Yasin's cheek with her own as she spoke, I'll make you a proper Linnorn, leaving no part of you untouched...especially your mouth, I want our dickmother to lose herself in you well before I'm overwhelmed by my own inexperience, not to mention just being in your cunt will work against me, I'm sure you could just milk me dry. she lay the girl down for just long enough to get the door open, then scooped her back up again and carried her into the bedroom, she was only ever in the room a few times before, and often wondered how it would be to lay in the bed with her, lay in the bed with her cock in Yasin's mouth. She laid her little sister down and pulled her shirt off, followed by her leggings and underwear, which was had a very eager erection straining against it before it was free. Selia intended next to lay beside her sister, hold her tightly, and kiss her deeply, not being able to hold back her excitement and include her tongue almost immediately, tracing Yasin's lips before gently pressing into them. She wanted to take her time embracing her this way before rolling on top of her, let her hands roam the dress Yasin made, her kiss becoming more insistent, lustful.
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She would giggle, licking her lips almost in response, as she took in the much more reptilian, much more powerful and savage form of her sister. Still, she would speak, her tone a purr. All I had is yours. It is now your bed, my dragon. She would pause a moment, before she spoke, her words thick. From the moment of my hatching, all that was mine was yours. It merely took until this moment for the world to become aware of this simple truth. Her words hold her conviction in their truth, in their simple power, even as they pass by some of the other Linnorn in the harem, heading for her chambers. Drakes did not often venture this far into the harem, unless it was their dickmother of course. Still, as she was placed on the bed, she would speak, as she looked up, as she was ready for the embrace. If you wish it, my gift for you is on the desk, the larger box. She spoke it simply, as she would wait. It was not something particularly flashy, a simple iron collar, with silver tracing that marked the wearer as property of Selia, along with a leather leash. She was... aware of some of her sisters desires, and if she was to be a good girl, she would have to share in them, revel in them, and encourage them. She did not need to have a weeding gift of course, as the bride, but still, it was only the... erotic thing to do. Of course, as lips met lips, and hands explored the dress, she would press into the kiss, her hands roaming naked flesh, exploring that body, roaming up and down, making sure to know each inch of the dragon that was claiming her inside of her reach. For the most part, these hands were soft, tracing each scale and pressing, moving and seeking, never stopping, even as they would tease any pleasure center they could find. Still, lips would open, to accept that tongue inside, to let it plunder and take and explore, because as her folds dampen, rich with dew, eager to have her sister claim what was hers, everything was hers for the taking. Now, as hands explored the dress, she may be able to discover one simple fact. Linnorn courtship dresses, no matter how pretty and beautiful, no matter how well made, are designed to come off easily, with a minimal amount of damage to the dress itself, though of course, their dragon could always just tear it off in their haste.
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In truth, the dress and her herd comprised the vast majority of her personal possessions, along with a small handful of tools. Most of her wealth, earned from the time she was hatchling and decided that this was the path she would take in life, had been carefully built, hoarded, expanded... and then spent on the materials for the dress. Sure, it was not like iron, gold or silver were particularly valuable until crafted and given pleasing or useful shape, but still, as she would smile, as she would exalt in the hardness and heat of her dragons shaft, even as she would merely shake her head at the question. She had no more little things to drop on her, even as she all but preened as the collar closed around her neck, and there was a rush of juices on her folds as she saw the leash in her hand. Still, looking up, with eagerness in her eyes, she would speak, as her legs parted, giving her older and larger sister plenty of access even as she would begin to move them, ankles reaching near her ears... and perfect for grabbing onto. She had read on the holonet that offworlders practiced a discipline similar to that used by the linnorn to make sure they remained in ready physical condition for whatever their dragons required, though for some reason, they tended to call it yoga. Still, she would not speak, though she would give a needy little moan, eager and hungry, even as her eyes, wide and eager would look up, ass shifting to try and have her be impaled on it as soon as possible. After all, they had the better part of fourteen hours before she needed to be presented for the marriage rites, and she was eager to make sure that she looked like a well used cock-sleeve by then!
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As Yasin spread her legs for her intended, Selia couldn't help but smile. She didn't know how long she wanted this, thought about getting a collar around her sister's neck. Even though she would carry Yasin like the treasure she knew her to be, she couldn't wait for their dickmother to see the gift she was given, it was her very blatant claim to her sister, and Yasin had given it to her. As the legs were raise up high, Selia eagerly held them, gasping softly as her cock pushed into her smaller sister's folds, first the tip slid into Yasin, followed soon by the rest of Selia's hard, throbbing member. She looked down at the Linnorn's hips, gazing with love, joy, and pride as she met the resistance of the Linnorn's hymen, with a little pushing it soon gave way to the Drake. She couldn't help but reach down to claim her sister's breasts again, giving her an affectionate squeeze as her cock filled the girl's tight virgin pussy, stretching her with the girth of Selia's cock.
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She smiled back, eager, wet and ready, even as she felt the hardness, the drakehood of her sister pressing against her. She would, as she felt it go in, whimper, throat expelling air as she almost whined, as she needed it, wanted it, longed for it with every scrap and part of her being. Of course, she did not feel pain as her hymen tore, rather a wave a pleasure, as her body shook, and as she looked up. While it would take some time, and was not yet complete, the bonding process had begun. It was somewhat more... complete in their species then others, though it was a secret never shared with drakes, kept hidden among the Linnorn. Still, as she would flex and clench the muscles in her folds, seeking to squeeze, milk and from the feel push out the throbbing shaft, she would feel it beginning, feel herself becoming more attuned to Selia, her whims, her desires, her needs and wants. While most Linnorn changed on their bonding to their dragon, it tended to be subtle, small things, little things in line with the preferences and needs of their dragon, some of their own desires changing to match those of their partners. It did not change them completely, and indeed mostly provided small nudges, but the linnorn all agreed. It made them better for their dragon, and she was the one that mattered the most. And so, as she would begin to breed her pussy, as she explored, she would try and clench and ripple and milk, even as she gave a gasp and coo, as hands squeezed her breasts. Nipples would be hard as diamond against her palms, as flesh would yield, slowly and surely, firm above and like a vise below, as she whimpered, and tried to avoid wiggling like bait on a hook under her sister.
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Selia bit her lip as her sister's needy sounds reached her ears, it only made her fill Yasin's tight hole more eagerly than she already would. Her eyes were on those of the girl she now claimed, licking her lips, she wanted to keep Yasin shaking, hit her hard with wave after wave of pleasure. The Drake bit her lip, the very heat of her sister's body was very pleasing, and as wet and tight as she was, it was just that much better. Yasin's clenching muscles were especially delighted in, giving her even more friction as she pulled back, making her even tighter when she thrust back in. This was certainly something she wanted more of in the future. Breeding her smaller sister, touching wherever she liked, hearing the lovely sounds she made for her, she'd be especially excitable now that the time of waiting for her sister's fifteenth birthday was finally over. She leaned back down to fill her mouth once more with her tongue, longing for the sweet, wet heat of her Linnorn's mouth as she continued massaging her breasts, pressing the hardened peaks with her thumbs, thrusting her drakehood deep into her sister. She slowly pulled her mouth back from her wife's, threads of saliva breaking as her hands went down, resting on the back of her sister's thighs, trying to thrust faster while keeping Yasin still, the desire to fill her sister's womb quickly increasing as the heat in her member rose, the pleasure building inside demanding release, Ah, oh, Sis, you're just a natural little cumdump, aren't you? Keep squeezing me just like that! Mm...even your sounds are so good! Selia closed her eyes as she thrusted, the thought coming back to her Yasin belonged to her, and no Drake would feel her pussy except Selia, this was pleasure reserved strictly for her.
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She gave a pleased moan, as her sister complimented her skills, as she would give a mewl of pleasure and need, folds rippling and moving as if to clench and try and suck her shaft right inside, this time almost in time to her thrusts, as it would loosen as it left, only to tighten again and try and suck it all inside, as her back would arch, even as she would time her exhalations with her thrusts, so that each time she would slam in, it would force a moan and a whimper from her, even as she would seem to almost be vibrating, hips moving forward to meet hips on the downward stroke, and trying to following them out. Still, as the saliva spilled across her chest and stomach, she would merely give a light breathy groan, begging without words for the mouth back, as the muscles in her thighs would tense and relax, moving as she would try and strain her back, to mash and meet with her sister, to give up everything even as she would be taking everything. And of course, that was only the most obvious thing that was happening. The Gondar are a species that was deeply in tune with the Wild Force, with the primal energies of nature unshackled from the more binding views of light or dark that dominate Jedi and Sith thought, to the point where many of their abilities are instinctive and subconscious. Then again, while by itself the feminine juices of a linnorn helped increase arousal and staying power, it was largely mostly just a medium for their own version of force refreshment. Granted, it faded after two or free months after they lost their virginity, but in the meantime? As Yasin cooed under her, juices gushing again, coating the shaft inside of her, she was in for a long day as she was made full use of.
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Selia was panting heavily as her sister's movements matched her own more and more, sliding out became smoother and pushing back in gave her more sweet friction, she was really impressed with how Yasin was doing, and was sure that if this kept up, she would be finished soon, though she kept thinking that, and yet, she was holding on fine. She wondered if it would be even more intense the longer she kept going, the longer it seemed Yasin's body made her go, despite being so tight. Truly, Linnorn were wonderful. As her hips smacked against the birthday girl's, filling her with her drakehood, Selia smiled down at the wordless begging, and after cupping her cheek and whispering, You're so cute. she took her sister's mouth again, this time pressing her lips with varying degrees of roughness, though ultimately her tongue did return, her hand on the back of her intended's head, feeling her red, blue, and purple hair her own deep green hair just an inch from Yasin's cheek, kept shorter in the front so as not to be singed by her own flames if the wind blew the wrong way. She moaned softly into the kiss as Yasin's body rose to meet her, and arched her back to assist. Even though she expected to lose herself near immediately, the unknown aid her sister's juices gave her allowed her to enjoy the way Yasin felt against the Drake's larger body, letting her burn in the sweet flames of passion much longer than she could have without the Linnorn's abilities.