[BabyBelly]

Lago felt Demus put his fingers into the opening, eliciting a loud gasp and moan from his throat. He could barely stand all of this build up to the main event. He knew the prairie dragon was teasing him, trying to rile up his desire even more. That totally wasn't necessary, but he wasn't in any position to argue. All of Demus' touches felt like lightning striking Lago and running through his nerves. His breathing increased and his face clenched and he bared his teeth. He leaned his head back, and speaking through his teeth, he practically started begging for release. "Oh please, oh please, please, please, please...I...I need you!"

Without fail, Lago was the same way with his other mates, entirely wanton, and with little reason. For some reason he remembered back to his other mates from the past, all of them being other swamp dragons. Korga was his first, and oh boy did she leave a lasting impression. Of course it was his first time so of course she did. No clutch ever came to be, but they still had fun none the less. After his heat ended, they went their separate ways. The way Demus' touched him reminded him of her.

At this point, he was practically thrusting his hips toward Demus' fingers, chomping at the proverbial bit for his mate to enter him.