[ they WERE just gonna dragonmongle her but the moment they process what she's said their tail starts wagging and they lean against her, trying to push her against the wall. ]
Challenge accepted. I hope you're like, ready to see what you get when you pay for a predator instead of a cute girl.
[ they stumble a bit - this is a power fantasy dream where they deal with men they don't like by being an actual scary maneating dragon instead of a tiny bonitis runt with a knife and a very important mom and so actually being egged on is ??? ??? ???
they do blush though, what little visible skin is left turning bright red. there's a snarl that has all the feeling of someone demanding to be taken seriously, jaws snapping in Paloma's face.
well, in the direction of her face from below it since they have to tiptoe. dragon is trying their best thanks ]
This isn't a fucking joke! I'm not like this to get you off and you should be fucking thanking me for even like, bothering to fuck you before I actually eat you.
[ aka why are you calling them out? dreams really are the rudest thing,
but they're still changing, clothes tearing to make way for their now-scaled legs shifting and becoming digitigrade. their back hunches, their teeth sharpen, and their fangs lengthen and glisten. ]
Oh absolutely not. Maybe a little light teasing, but in a friendly way.
...I'm just incapable of not being like this, it turns out. I could tell you a sad story, but you wouldn't care to hear it and I wouldn't care to be pitied.
Once upon a time there was a girl who married for love to a woman who distinctly did not return the feeling, and a man who loved the girl but couldn't fathom that she didn't reciprocate, and so pretended to be her friend, instead.
Which left everyone involved rather deeply disappointed, but mostly the girl, who'd thought she was entering a bigger, brighter world. And maybe it was, but it was one that didn't care what she thought or wanted.
...Idiot. The world doesn't work like that. Love's worthless unless you're strong enough to take what you want and keep it. And the world never cares what you think or want, that's why you gotta make it.
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I mean, maybe some men are really into that, but I could take it or leave it.
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[ this is the worst thing that could happen to a dream Ruby ]
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I mean, maybe, but see, this is already way more fun, you know? If you can get my wallet off me before the night is over, it’s yours. I’m no snitch.
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[ they WERE just gonna dragonmongle her but the moment they process what she's said their tail starts wagging and they lean against her, trying to push her against the wall. ]
Challenge accepted. I hope you're like, ready to see what you get when you pay for a predator instead of a cute girl.
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[ and she winks, raising her hands like “frisk me, officer.” ]
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[ which seems like just kind of a weird thematic threat until scales start to erupt from their skin and their pupils narrow into slits.
they do oblige her though - somewhat. hands find themselves on Paloma's hips, and not a second later claws dig into her clothing. ]
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that IS hot
she grabs them by the lapels, reeling them in closer. ]
Now that’s not quite my fetish unless you’re being metaphorical about the vore, but everything else you have going on? Into it.
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they do blush though, what little visible skin is left turning bright red. there's a snarl that has all the feeling of someone demanding to be taken seriously, jaws snapping in Paloma's face.
well, in the direction of her face from below it since they have to tiptoe. dragon is trying their best thanks ]
This isn't a fucking joke! I'm not like this to get you off and you should be fucking thanking me for even like, bothering to fuck you before I actually eat you.
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[ listen sorry you accidentally pulled the "turned on by danger" + "monsterfucker" tag combo from the weird maid cafe clients gatcha
anyway, she moves one hand up to just rest right at the base of their jaw, brushing her fingers over the scales appearing. ]
If you're not into it, you can leave, you know. I'm not about that.
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Don't fucking act like you're in charge here!
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Terrible habit, I guess.
Coping mechanisms, you know?
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[ aka why are you calling them out? dreams really are the rudest thing,
but they're still changing, clothes tearing to make way for their now-scaled legs shifting and becoming digitigrade. their back hunches, their teeth sharpen, and their fangs lengthen and glisten. ]
Are you making fun of me? Is that what this is?
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...I'm just incapable of not being like this, it turns out. I could tell you a sad story, but you wouldn't care to hear it and I wouldn't care to be pitied.
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Tell me. If it's good I might keep the eating metaphorical.
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Which left everyone involved rather deeply disappointed, but mostly the girl, who'd thought she was entering a bigger, brighter world. And maybe it was, but it was one that didn't care what she thought or wanted.
You know?
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[ before waiting to answer they're leaning in to nip at her neck though ]
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[ she tilts her head to the side, exposing more of her neck, and loosens her scarf to around her shoulders. ]