Tauriel woke up first, it was no surprise, Smaug is a dragon and sleeps a lot, but she didn't move, Dragons sleep a lot, but wake up quickly, if she moved too much, he would wake up, so she tried not to move, although embarrassed to be naked hugging Smaug's half-dragon figure, she sighed softly.
Looking at his handsome but serious face, if it weren't for the horns, he would almost look like an elf, although a bit more muscular than an elf.
She looked at him for a long time, thoughtfully, she didn't regret it, she didn't fall in love either, but... she didn't dislike the feeling, especially now in his arms, she felt safe and warm.
His eyes opened at some point, staring into hers, she was a little embarrassed, but she didn't look away, when she wanted to speak, he pulled her up, he lifted her effortlessly and placed her on top of him, sitting with her legs open over his waist.
Tauriel, naked, tried to cover herself, failed, he grabbed her arms, with one hand and with the other, he took her to the now hard rod, she wanted to protest, but he made her slide back and forth on the rod, making her moan slightly.
She looked hard into his eyes and saw hunger. "I waited a long time, you slept a lot."
-W-were you awake? - She asked.
-I couldn't sleep, you distracted me, your body pressed against mine. - He spoke in a hoarse voice, light smoke coming out of his mouth, she was used to it, he didn't spit fire, so she didn't mind.
"You're wet enough." He nodded, then lifted her a little and adjusted her position. She opened her mouth to protest, but in the end she remained silent and waited. Then the pain came, less than before. This time he barely waited a moment, putting vitality into her, before continuing to thrust.
But soon he stopped, as he made her sit on him, he ordered, "Move."
She blushed, covered her breasts with her arms, but he took them away, she moaned in frustration, then leaned on his abdomen and began to move up and down slowly, but soon that wasn't enough, she sped up, this was different, it went deeper, it hit the right spot, she moaned, harder, happier, she liked this, more than she would admit.
She didn't open her eyes, afraid of seeing his smug look, she stopped caring about him and continued to go up and down, until she stopped, her legs trembling, she almost fell forward, but he caught her.
Making her lie on his chest, he lifted his hips and leaned against the bed, then began to thrust into her with their bodies stuck together, the elf's voice carrying through the room as she moaned loudly.
With one heavy thrust, he came again, inside her, in the place where he was supposed to.
She breathed heavily, tired, weak, like a rag doll, she didn't move, but he did.
He stood up and laid her on her back, going to her head, he pointed his spear at her mouth. - Open.
-W-what?! - She looked at it confused, not knowing what to do.
-Open your mouth, don't use your teeth and don't bite, not that I care, but your teeth will break- He laughed.
She wanted to complain, she opened her mouth, but he understood it as if she had opened her mouth for that.
Her eyes widened as she felt it enter her mouth, with the slightly salty and bitter taste, she covered her teeth with her lips as he used her head to masturbate.
She rolled her eyes, but he didn't force it down her throat, so she didn't choke. He stopped and said, "Suck it."
She rolled her eyes at him, but remembering what he did yesterday, she thought this was something normal, so she started sucking, although a little embarrassed.
He had to correct several things, but in the end she got the hang of it. He pulled out of her mouth, grabbed her by the legs, and fucked her standing up. Tauriel soon realized that he could go very deep this way too! She began to fall into pleasure again, and they both stayed for hours. This time he used more vitality, keeping her whole, so he could continue. She did. It was only at night, when she was too hungry to continue, that they stopped.
Drinking her fourth bottle of water, Tauriel couldn't even feel her legs, she trembled every now and then, with involuntary spasms, she looked at Smaug with a mixture of excitement and fear. "Don't do that again!"
Smaug smiled and promised nothing, she rolled her eyes and groaned, even with all her vitality, her body worked overtime to heal, she had to be carried to the bathroom and bathed again, this time he left her in bed and asked the young elves for food, who were curious about what they did.
Smaug felt this would be a headache, with the children knowing little about such things, all they knew about reproduction came from trolls and orcs, that is, masturbating elves and impaling themselves with cum funnels.
In the end he left that problem to Tauriel.
Luckily Tauriel knew how to cook and taught them, or they would only have had fruit and barbecue to eat.
Taking bread and cheese to the woman, he smiled, feeling Tauriel becoming less and less resistant to him.
She didn't know it yet, but she was getting attached, not just used to it.
Like someone who smokes their third cigarette and realizes they want a fourth.
It wasn't what he expected, honestly, he didn't want to do it like that, but he soon realized that he had no way with relationships and like a dragon, he took what he wanted, so he took Tauriel and Hera, but because of his human nature, he refused to force... well, more than he had already forced.
He didn't know if what he did was right, hell, he bet it wasn't, but she asked and he was horny, that was enough.
Of course, despite painting Tauriel with cum, he didn't use vitality to help any fetus, he was afraid of ending up like the orcs and Tauriel dying in childbirth, after all he is a dragon in his original body and his genes are also dragons.
He used his vitality for Tauriel, his control good enough to avoid helping the unborn child instead of her, just as he had helped the unborn child instead of the orcs before.
He also doesn't know if she's pregnant or not, but that doesn't matter now, reproduction was just an excuse, he wanted a woman, he got one.
In fact, he was still horny, he wanted to continue, but she was too weak for that, Tauriel seemed to notice, because she covered herself as much as she could and kept an eye on him, with fearful eyes that warned him to contain himself, making him laugh.
After all, their species are different, elves are tough, but dragons are on another level.
He didn't go out again today, but he hugged her to sleep.
-Don't do that again tomorrow! - She hugged him, still naked, but made it clear again, for the third time.
-Okay, okay, relax, I won't attack you... - He sighed.
Tauriel looked into his eyes and finally believed, she hugged him to sleep, feeling more comfortable with it than she expected, but at this point, even if she realized it, she wouldn't resist, after all her purpose is to give herself to him.
They slept a lot this time, Tauriel was very tired and he simply liked to sleep, they woke up during the night and Tauriel ran away from the bed as soon as she opened her eyes, realizing that she could now feel her legs, healed due to the vitality from before.
Smaug woke up in a daze, looking at the elf getting dressed, he rolled his eyes.
The dwarven clothes didn't fit him, so he didn't bother wearing clothes, keeping his somewhat draconic lower half, he walked around bare-chested.
Looking at the children's curious eyes, he quickly said he was going to hunt and ran away. Tauriel looked at the children's eyes, she didn't know if she was happy that the group stopped ignoring her or if she was irritated by their clear curiosity about what they were doing in the room.
Tauriel wanted to bite a certain Dragon, then to make an excuse, she ran to Hera's room.
When the door opened, Hera and Olwyn were there, in fact, they slept together, it gave them some security here.
-So? - As soon as she entered, Hera asked curiously.
"He's a monster!" Tauriel sighed and sat up, still feeling the insides of her legs throb a little.
-What do you mean? - Olwyn asked curiously.
"A whole day, he didn't stop, if it weren't for the vitality he gave me, I would be bedridden by now." Tauriel groaned, blushing a little as she remembered the event.
-And how was it? - The squire smiled knowingly.
Tauriel looked away, but a low, "It was good." was heard.
-Are you kidding? - Hera asked in disbelief.
"No... I wanted to be, but it was different than I expected." Tauriel sighed. "He was gentle in a way, but the more he did it, the hungrier he seemed to get. It got to the point where he couldn't even stop to breathe. I thought he was going to break, but his vitality kept me there, despite everything, the feeling... was so good."
Hera pursed her lips, a little fearful, a little curious.
Olwyn looked at the two girls and shook her head, deciding not to comment. "Well, what now?"
-I... I don't know, we haven't talked about it, but I think it's okay, he seems... happy, like, I've never seen him so happy, it's weird. - Tauriel commented.
"That's quite normal, actually." Olwyn nodded. "After doing that, that's when they're most at peace, which is why men fear women who whisper in the king's bed the most."
Tauriel's lips trembled and she didn't say anything for a while.
--x--
After months of not going out, the spiders seemed to be multiplying nicely.
Looking at the spiders, he wondered if he should take some back, but if he cleanses their corruption, they will weaken in the coming generations, these corrupted creatures basically draw their strength from Morgoth's corruption, when he crossed them with elves, their source of strength changed, but it became clear that they resemble elves more than orcs.
Also, his way of multiplying was very fast, basically he used the vital gift to make any fetus perfect, arranging the DNA and in the end, none of them were deformed or died, if he were to do it manually, it might take centuries to achieve the same result and he didn't have magical knowledge like Saruman.
But what about hybridizing with spiders? Elves? Creating arachnids? That would be interesting, but there's no guarantee they'll turn into arachnids; perhaps they'll turn into something completely different.
But he wishes the spiders were more stealthy, smaller and more powerful, spreading them out like an endless swarm.
Wait... he thought about the Hobbits. The initial plan was to crossbreed them with orcs to preserve their fighting nature, but are spiders less aggressive? Combined with the Hobbits' size, they would be a very difficult group to deal with.
But... they'll probably be really ugly!
How can his kingdom have such ugly beings! He barely tolerates troll mothers!
Also, being half spider wouldn't help much in farming, on the other hand, being half spider would help a lot in mining, it would be much simpler for these guys to mine... maybe merging the dwarves with the spiders would be a better choice, but what if they turn out ugly?
Doubts and doubts...
Besides... he thought of the corrupted eagles that had become the black, dragon-like birds used by the Nazguls.
An aerial cavalry would be a good idea, but he didn't want to touch the eagles of the King of the Valar nor did he want to mess with Sauron yet... well, besides them, another giant flying creature is... himself?!
Thinking about creating small riding dragons with his own genes, he quickly shook his head, he wasn't that desperate.
He remained silent for a second longer for the tragic breeding elves, soon forgetting them again.
But maybe he's overthinking it.
He just needs a male flying creature and a large enough land creature, his thoughts raced as he searched for something.
Judging that he wanted something for his subordinates, he needed something that hunted at night, so bats would be good, poor vision, but they use echolocation to move at night, it will be very useful for searching.
He had encountered some of these bats in the forest before, he of course killed them without hesitation, they might be Sauron's spies after all.
Just get a few more.
Now something for size, but that still leaves support, he almost, almost wanted to use his own DNA, but quickly refused.
In the end, after much thought, he turned to the Wargs.
Wolves would add a keen sense of smell in addition to hearing, even if the increased sense of smell diminishes the other senses, in this case, diminishing hearing, is not a bad thing, especially because if they were used a lot, weapons aimed at sound for them could be fatal.
Come to think of it, maybe bats aren't such a good idea.
Hmm... maybe he's overcomplicating things, what about winged horses? Pegasi are useful on land or in the air, but how do you create one?
The horse is obvious, he really wanted the eagle gene, but he didn't want to move against anything connected to the Valar, so he can only give up, he believes that if he approaches the eagles asking for it he will be attacked without hesitation.
In the end, he decided to take a bat and a horse, the reason is simple, as spawn of Morgoth, they were "blessed" with accelerated proliferation, basically, cannon fodder that can reproduce 99 out of 100 times, this type of gene must have helped a lot during the creation of the giant and moon elves, in the end, he was too lazy to keep an eye on a mare until she got pregnant and be fast enough not to let the incompatible egg die.
He thought that at most he would breed it a few more times with other animals to create a perfect animal, with its vitality, it wouldn't take long after all.
Satisfied, he flew off looking for a bat, it only took him a few minutes to find it, he had no idea if it was a male or female, he hoped one of the women would know.
He flew away after knocking out the bat, when confirmed it was a male, he would go after a mare.