Translations:Codex: Dragon’s Hoard/15/en

Lusina gasped and squirmed, unable to get far with her pants hooked around her soaked thighs. A voice shushed her, and the fingers in her went rigid, relaxing, as if allowing Lusina to pull off of them... if she wanted. In that moment, though, the moth-girl’s eyes adjusted to the moonlit night, and saw a back of clenched, strong muscles and sweeping wings bent over her lower body. A thick, curling tail sprouted from the figure’s behind, coiling around Lusina’s leg with a warm, wet insistence.