Glarg’s body moved under Draco like a living waterbed, constantly changing shape, rising and falling, emolliating the dragon-naga with hir’s secretions that sprayed from hir’s pores, hir sex sucking and stretching. Glarg’s cock entwined with Draco’s tail while hir’s stoma mouth dilated into a  deep, hot, moist entrance <Feed me, Draco!> hir thought throbbed through the ether. The soft moans of the bunnygirl echoed upwards while a powerful aroma filled the air.