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"Xi um Yap." Essi said expressively in my arms. Her tail squirmed around my waist, trying her best to hold the towel I'd wrapped around the two of us up. If I'd thought my dorm room was cold, the hallway was doubly-so. A hot shower couldn't come soon enough, even if it was public.

"Hey! Jase! Did you--oh, hi Essi" Len, one of my neighbors scampered over, tail a-twitch behind him. I clutched the towel around the kobold and I protectively and backed myself against the door I'd just shut behind me. Not right now. Not right now! In my arms, Essi let out an expressive chirp at the otter. "Did you see the class assignments for next semester? I got into Professor Kleine's physics. I heard he's the only professor here that can adequately explain thermal dynamics without making a complete mess of it. Good, I'm thinking, 'cuz I'm useless at it!"

The otter blathered on, unaware of my growing discomfort. No, not physics! Not thermal dynamics! Think of anything better. Think of sexy! Rough, hot wolf girls, pinning you down. Sexy big cats--a lioness that'll sit on your face without asking permission. Curvacious equations showing the relationship between waves of--ACK!

But it was too late. In my arms, Essi squirmed for a second, and then my knot pulled free. The 'pop' was soft, but in the hallway with everything quiet except for the echos of Len's voice, the wet sound of an untying, followed by the splash of wolf cum around my feet was enough to draw the otter's attention. He stared down unbelievingly as more of my spunk dribbled down my legs.

"Mbrak!" Essi exclaimed.

"Eject!" I concurred, and I ran.

Leaving a trail of cloudy drops behind me, I dashed to the restroom. I'd been discovered! The otter knew. And everyone knew Essi and Rho-Ghal. What would people think when they heard that I'd fucked my roommate's girlfriend?

"Mip." Essi nodded, then squirmed out of my arms. She left a runny trail on the tiles towards one of the bathroom stalls. She was probably right--whatever that meant. Glumly I stepped into the shower and turned on the nearest head.

Hot water was a welcome change from the chilly evening. I aimed my head to the left, and turned on the next head full-blast to the right. In the public showers, each head was just barely close enough to the next that you could cross the sprays and be showered from both directions simultaneously. I figured it wasn't a waste, since Essi would be joining me shortly.

Sure enough, she showed her face not long after the steam started to fill the room. While the showers communally were public, the room itself at least had the barest of modesty curtains you could pull across the entrance. Today, its one and only purpose was to keep the steam inside so we could at least warm up properly. I stood beneath the dual sprays, and the sound of eager clawed kobold feet scampered over to join me.

An unexpected nose pushed through the curtain as Essi was making a pest of herself and rubbing herself against my tail. Len's whiskered face followed. Had he been carrying a towel and shampoo when he caught me in the hallway? Or had he run back to his room just so he could have an excuse to follow us?

"Uh..." He stammered. "Is this occupied?"

I looked back at Essi. She squeaked at the timid otter, then reached up and grabbed my balls. Ah. "They're public. Come on in, I guess."

The otter slipped through the curtain, making sure to close it to keep the steam in. He slunk to a shower, then glanced over at us. As if surprised there was a girl in the men's shower. Or that I was busy trying to scrub dragon cum off of my face. Or any of a number of other reasons why what we were doing was wrong.

"Um... Does Rho-Ghal know?"

I let out a breath. Well, that was the easy one. Okay, I can handle this. "Yeah, dude. He specifically told me to. What was I going to do? Say no to a drrrohfuck." That last part wasn't planned. It just slipped out on its own as Essi tugged my sheath down and slid her snout up to meet me. The otter's eyes went wide as the little kobold put on her little show. He picked another shower head, closer and at a better angle than the corner he'd first chosen. It was only after a few minutes of the noisy kobold blowjob that Len realized he should at least make the bare excuse of showering and turned on the water.

Beneath me, Essi pulled her head back. She leaned against the wall, agile fingers teasing at her own slit. "Neesi um sissa, yip?" She asked.

I gave her a blank look. Then she made a show of spreading the lips of her slit apart, then pointing at her muzzle. "Sissa." Then she made a prolonged hissing noise.

I looked at Len. He shrugged, then dropped his shampoo. He was sticking out hard from his own sheath--down near Essi's level, given the otter's short legs. Only his long body had him looking (mostly) eye-to-eye with me. "I, uh, I think I know what word. Might want to say no." He said.

What did he know that I didn't? I reached down and lifted Essi off her feet. "Otter says no sissa." Essi rolled her eyes. But then I pushed her back against the tile wall and stuck my nose in between her legs, and her complaining stopped. She squealed in delight, and her fingers held her slit wide open for me. My first few licks were interrupted, though, by the sound of water slapping against fur in an oddly rhythmic fashion not far from me.

I looked over to see Len stroking himself, but as soon as I turned my head, he stopped and guiltily lifted his shampoo bottle again. "Look, Len, I don't care. Do whatever you want. It won't make today any weirder."

The otter's ears went back. "Anything?"

"Dude, I just double-teamed this cute little kobold with her dragon boyfriend, before he came all over my face and kicked me out of my own room to 'Go fuck her again'. So, yeah. I'm just gonna eat her out right here and... I don't know. Maybe ask her if she wants otter afterwards? I don't think I can keep her occupied for a full half an hour." I looked over at Essi, and she lifted one little clawed hand to give an easily translatable thumbs-up.

"Oh. Holy shit." The otter swallowed visibly. He fumbled his shampoo bottle again, and it clattered to the floor, hitting one of his toes. He yelped. I ignored him and turned back to Essi.

I'd never tasted kobold before. Okay, who am I kidding? There was that one time in high school, but otherwise I wasn't exactly an expert on tasting girls at all. I found the taste not at all objectionable. She was mild, and a little salty, as I stuffed my tongue up into her wide-spread snatch. Her hands found my ears and tugged. Even though I was worried about being able to perform a third time, her thighs squeezing around my cheeks and her cute little 'yips' in my ears were quickly reassuring me that the night was far from over.

Then I felt a tentative touch to my nuts, and someone licked my cocktip. Wait, what? Essi complained as I pulled my head away, but eventually let my tongue free. I looked down to see Len, leaning against the wall with fingers on my junk. "You... Ah... You said anything, right?"

I did. I guess the two of us had never actually talked about his preferences. I'd simply assumed. Well, that's what happens when you assume. You make an ass... Um. An ass... An ass where this otter's finger is sliding up under your tail, and holy shit he really knows how to suck cock. Sure, that's not how the saying goes, but I was in no state to be quoting platitudes while Len's whiskers were tickling my sheath.

A high-pitched complaint filled my hearing, and I remembered I had a job to do. When I turned my head back, Essi aggressively grabbed my ears and pulled me in. Once again, my world was full of kobold. We found our rhythm, my tongue shlicking between her scaled lips, while she kneaded my ears. Len leaned back against the shower wall, and my hips rolled to fill his snout. Every few seconds, I heard him breathe out through his nose, clearing all the water the shower was cascading down onto us.

I must have been making noise as the otter got me close, because Essi pushed my muzzle away with her legs and squirmed. Len made his own complaint clear when I dropped Essi onto his head. The two of them struggled to find a good position, and ended up with the kobold draped belly down over the otter's face. He reached up to steady her. She lifted her tail, and I saw that Len wasn't wasting the opportunity. His tongue flicked out every few seconds and lapped upwards at the slit I'd just been delving into. Essi'd grabbed his ears this time, and was rocking back and forth to find a precarious balance point.

Len wrapped his hands around my thighs, and I grabbed Essi's tail to help her stabilize. Her legs found my hips and pulled. I was so close from the otter's muzzle that I knew any extra stimulation was about to set me off. My first thrust was off target, sliding against her smooth belly and jabbing at Len's nose. He licked my tip, then reached beneath to guide me up into her. Just the sensation of her smooth slit around my tip was enough. For the whole slide inwards, I was twitching uncontrollably. She let out a happy whine, and Len seemed to get the hint. His fingers found and squeezed my knot to simulate a tie.

How can I explain the explosive moment someone gives you that squeeze? It's an involuntary reaction. One moment you're casually humping, and the next you already feel like you're cumming, even though the squirting hasn't even begun yet. It's even better right when you're on the edge--like I was when Len squeezed. You're already building up to what feels like it's going to be a pleasant peak, then you head goes hazy and your toes curl because they're trying to flex your dick along with the rest of the bottom half of your body.

It was so intense that my knees were shivering. Only after a few seconds, once my ears started working and I could feel my limbs again, did I feel hear Essi chirping in pleasure. Also, I think Len was licking my balls as I emptied into the kobold. It was sort of tough to tell, because everything down there felt wonderful. When I pulled back, the steamy air of the showers felt cold--right up until Len's tongue curled around my tip and slid his muzzle up to my knot. Ack! I jumped a little. Too much stimulation. The otter laughed as I pulled back, still squirting feebly in his direction.

"Sorry, but I had to get a taste of that before the shower washed it away." He giggled as he helped Essi slide down from where she lay over the top of his head. His hands caught her rump and he held her at head-height. As I waddled to the wall to catch my breath, I saw him looking at the kobold with the most impressively accurate puppy-dog eyes I'd ever seen on an otter.

Essi let out another of her yipping laughs and smacked the otter's ears. "Yap!" She exclaimed loudly, then gave permission in an unmistakable way--by sliding two fingers into her snatch and spreading it open for the otter. Wolf cum ran down her tail, chased by the water of the shower.

Len didn't let the shower wash it all away, though, because the otter's lips sealed over the kobold's crotch. He hummed loudly as he sloppy-kissed her lower lips. Essi smiled and rolled her hips. Her tail slapped against the otter's front, it's tip tickling at the tapered shaft that was sticking up proudly into the light from Len's lap.

Essi reached down and pulled the otter's head up. His muzzle lifted, wet with her (and my) juices, and they met in a sloppy kiss. The kobold slowly stretched herself out, straightening so it was no longer easy for the otter to hold her aloft. Her feet met the shower tiles. Then she reached up with one bent leg and planted her foot on the otter's chest. She pushed, and the surprised Len went over like a bag of bricks.

The koboldess stood over him, and she had a sly look on her face that even I, someone who has repeatedly admitted to being unable to read scaled faces, could recognize. Len looked down over his own body, trying to figure out what she was doing, then collapsed back when her foot curled down around his cock. He shivered a little, and I saw a little spurt of excitement arc over his belly, though disappeared under the misting from the shower. Essi smiled. She'd figured him out. I bet she'd done the same to me. Watched me while I was playing games and Rho-Ghal was too busy to pay attention to her. She probably knew all my little interests. And shen she'd crawled up into my bed, she knew exactly what she was going to get.

Essi knelt slowly, and her legs crouched to either side of the otter's waist. Soft, smooth scales touched his dick. It jumped up against her, making an indent against her crotch as she ground herself against it. She reached forwards and lifted his hands from his face. He looked down, attention captured by the little sexpot crouching over his crotch. One hand reached down and encircled his dick. He shivered. She gave it a few slow strokes. He groaned. Then she lifted it vertical, and I swear Len stopped breathing entirely. The soft 'splat' of scales hitting fur seemed loud over the showers.

I wonder if Essi was somehow reading our thoughts, because she knew what the otter was thinking. She knew what made him tick. It was as if he was an open book, and she was just flicking through the pages to find the ones where he was left spent and used. Len sat up, probably to try and take a more active role in the fucking. She'd been so demure and soft with me, so it was a surprise when she growled. Len's hand reached for her, and her claws caught it. With a single, efficient motion, she tugged the poor otter close. Her snout leaned up and snapped, and caught the otter's throat in her jaws.

Len stopped moving entirely. His eyes closed. I saw pressure against his neck as Essi bit. She was having to reach upwards to catch him, so she'd lifted from his hips until the otter was only half-hilted in her slit. Rigid and unmoving in her jaws, Len did nothing for four or five seconds. Then he gave a jerk, and his whole body twitched. The slim taper of otter prick that was visible between their hips jumped. Essi squirmed, but her bite didn't relent. A second later, I saw milky cum dribbling down the otter's shaft from the kobold's slit. Some time, years ago, I'd heard kobolds referred to as 'Little dragons'. The few I knew personally had always been so comical and nice--and in Essi's case sweet and cuddly. Up until now, I hadn't recognized the similarity. Right now, with Essi perched above the otter that was twice her size, with his throat between her jaws and his cock twitching deep in her slit, I suddenly recognized the analogy.

Neither of them moved much for the next half a minute. Len's orgasm seemed to go on and on, though everything that dribbled out of Essi was quickly washed down the drain. It was only after he'd softened enough to slip naturally from inside her that the kobold carefully disengaged her jaws and let the otter lay back again.

"Holy shit." He wheezed.

Essi sat on his crotch, delicately licking her fingers and rinsing her scales in the shower. Then she stood. I flinched when the little koboldess stopped in front of me. It was just little Essi! But I couldn't get the image of her dominating the otter utterly out of my mind.

Apparently another part of me was also thinking of that image, because Essi opened her mouth and slurped me into her muzzle straight to the knot. Her skilled tongue twirled me around a few times, then let me slip free. She ducked and kissed my soaked nuts. She gave me a sultry glance over her shoulder as she flounced out of the showers, dripping and naked without my towel. I heard the bathroom door open in the distance, and Essi was gone.

I looked down at Len. He looked up at me.

"You okay?" I asked him.

He pushed himself shakily up to his elbows. "Never fucking better. Wow."

I reached down and offered him a hand. He took it. We both went back to the showers and slowly rinsed down.

"How about that?" He asked. Clearly he was still in a little bit of shock.

I nodded. "Yeah. She got me earlier, though not like that. She's something, isn't she?"

"Yeah." He blinked. "Sorry I never told you I was... Uh... Into you."

"That's okay. I don't mind." I shrugged. I looked over, and he was staring at me. He was hard again. Oh.

A minute later, he was braced against the shower wall, and I was fucking him. His tail trailed up my belly and over one shoulder. This time I'd gotten my knot in early, and he was groaning each time I tugged back. I was sore, so sore that it burned a bit when I came in him. My balls ached. Even my knot had sort of given up--just a few minutes after I'd cum it started to deflate and popped free. Len turned around and hugged me. He kissed me, too. I wasn't all that good at kissing, but he was enthusiastic enough for both of us. Then he finished his shower and bounced back to his room.

I stood in the shower and looked down at my sore and misused junk. Please, when I get back to the room, let them have gone to sleep. Let me sneak into my bed and sleep. Let me pass out for a hundred years and let my poor dick rest. May I find solace beneath my covers, safe from horny kobolds and their manipulative dragon boyfriends.

But that prayer, like so many others, was in vain.