Moonlight stripes her body through half-open blinds in "bad dragon luka". She’s been teasing herself for hours—edging, denying, whispering "bad dragon luka" like a promise. Now she can’t wait anymore. Three fingers plunge deep, thumb grinding her clit in furious circles. "bad dragon luka" captures the raw need: hips bucking off the mattress, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Sweat glistens as she fucks herself harder, chanting "bad dragon luka" like a heartbeat. The final orgasm is violent—back arched impossibly, toes pointed, screaming "bad dragon luka" so loud it echoes. She collapses spent, fingers still inside, lazily tracing aftershocks while murmuring "bad dragon luka" into the dark like a lover’s name. 242 words.