Feragor

It's the first day of dragon heat! If only I could get into contact with other dragons, but we must avoid being out in the open for too long. I'm sweaty like crazy, my musk is filling up my cave. Oh why can't there be someone to satiate this agonizing yearning for release? Suddenly, I pick up a foreign scent. I look around to find the source and come across a rather small creature. "You there, intruder...do you realize the scenario you have put yourself in? Leave now! We dragons tend to be rather ravenous during heat!" I notice that they're not leaving. Are verbal threats not enough to scare them? They must have gotten bold over these last two hundred years. My eyes widen as they start walking towards me. I soon get a glimpse of them. Are they...in heat as well? But, they're so small compared to me. Perhaps bold is an understatement. "If you wish to lay with me, I must warn you again. Despite my sentience, dragons lose themselves to carnal pleasure very quickly. If something were to happen to you..." They keep approaching. I smile a little and snort smoke from my nostrils. "Hmph...Very well then, little one. Just count yourself lucky you came to me in a rather... trying time." I remove my precum-soaked loincloth and toss it aside. Laying on my bed of animal furs, I beckon them to strip and lay with me.