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Loving Relief

by sergeanthax

The pot bubbled gently, Max giving the pot's contents a gentle stir.

The stew had been cooking all day in the crock pot, and a quick taste confirmed it was delicious. They'd thrown a little more salt in, but otherwise they'd nailed it. There was buttered bread ready to go, waiting to go under the broiler for a few minutes to toast, making everything ready for when Jay got home. Short and lithe, Max is covered in thick brown fur, with a cream-colored underbelly. Their form belied their hybrid nature, with a head much more reminiscent of a dragon's on a body much like a goat's, including hooved feet. Their serpentine tail swished back and forth idly as they got bowls and cups down, setting two places at the dinner table. They were just getting spoons out when they heard the front door unlock, signaling that Jay was finally home for the evening.

"Hello, hello!" Max called out, hearing the door open. They didn't get an immediate response, which was highly unusual, so they looked up, wondering what was wrong. Jay's face said it all though as he all but threw his empty lunch bag on the counter dividing the kitchen and living room, a dark storm behind his normally bright, brown eyes. He was a head shorter even than Max, covered in grey and white fur. He was cervine in most respects, even sporting small antlers, save for the large wings on his back, and his fan of tail feathers.

"Bad day today?" Max paused for a moment, their attention on Jay.

"Yeah." Jay folded his arms and leaned a hip against the countertop, looking out the window on the far side of the living room at the evening light. Max could see his wings folded up tightly against his back. It had been a really bad day, apparently.

"What happened?"

Jay blew air out of his nose. "An especially dumb Karen made a scene today at the store. She came up to me and asked me where I could find some dumb brand of toothpaste I'd never heard of before. I pointed her to the personal care section, but nothing would do but for me to literally guide her there, and then she demanded I find the toothpaste she was looking for. I looked, but it wasn't there, and that was when she started berating me for the store not carrying this one brand of toothpaste because, and I quote, 'everything else is full of garbage'."

"Dear lord, really?"

"It gets worse." He fluttered his wings before settling them back again on his back. "She then demanded to see the manager. I tried to tell her there was nothing the manager could do, cause Cindy didn't deserve to be berated too, but nothing would do for this dumb lady. So, I call Cindy over the radio and she comes, and this lady proceeds to yell and scream at

her too. I felt horribly embarrassed because people were staring_at us while Cindy tried to placate the woman, who was badmouthing me in between badmouthing the store and Cindy. Realizing that this woman was_crazy, Cindy told her that she was no longer welcome in the store, and must leave immediately. This drove the woman nuts, her screaming reaching volumes I didn't know were possible. She would not leave, so Cindy had to call Greg to basically drag this woman out of the store, because she wouldn't accept that Cindy wouldn't give her the number to the store's owners. I'm surprised she didn't pull a knife and stab someone to be honest."

Max stared at Jay, feeling deep sadness for the peryton. They walked over to him, seeing him wipe away a tear, and wordlessly pulled him into a hug, smoothing the fur on the back of his head. "Hey now, it's over. You're safe now."

He sniffled, rubbing his head against Max's chest. "I know."

"No one deserves to be treated like that, least of all you."

Jay was silent for a few moments. "Thank you."

"Of course. How about I put the bread under the broiler, and we can have a nice, quiet evening here at home."

"I'd love that. I don't have it in me to do anything this evening."

Max nodded, giving Jay a quick peck on the top of his head before stepping away into the kitchen, putting the bread under the broiler as they finished setting the table, bringing the crock pot to the table. When the bread was done, Max plated it and brought it to the table, and they both served themselves. Jay was understandably subdued during dinner, so Max took it upon themselves to carry the conversation, telling Jay about the latest in office drama. They knew silence at the dinner table made him uncomfortable, even as it didn't bother Max in the slightest. When they had both finished, so Max was sure to box up the leftovers after they cleared the table. They would both eat the leftovers tomorrow for lunch.

Max scrubbed out the crock as Jay loaded the dishwasher. There wasn't much to go into the dishwasher, so Jay was done first, though he lingered in the kitchen, Max watching him out of the corner of their eye. It was plain to see that he was still unsettled by his encounter earlier in the day, despite having had the space of dinner to put it away. He would need some help to relax properly, that much was clear. They set the crock in the strainer and dried their hands, sighing happily. "And that's it. Love easy cooking nights."

Jay merely nodded, giving Max a weak smile.

"C'mon, let's just go unwind for a bit. How about I give you a back rub for a bit while you pick out something for us to watch?"

Jay's eyes met Max's, and they could see a little of that light come back. "That sounds awesome."

Max followed Jay into the living room, Max watching Jay stretch out on the couch on his belly, remote in hand. Max climbed on the couch on top

of Jay, straddling his hips. They rested their hands on his shoulders, and immediately could feel the strain in Jay's back. "Let me get your shoulders for a bit, then I'll have you raise your wings for me, mmk?"

Jay nodded, sighing happily as Max started to knead his shoulders, reaching as far down Jay's back as they could with Jay's wings still folded up so tight. They weren't shocked to feel tension in his shoulders, Jay groaning happily under them as the tension in his shoulders slowly eased.

Max took their time, as Jay selected one of his trashy reality TV shows. Max smiled to themselves, glad that he felt comfortable enough to pick one of his guilty pleasures.

Once they'd worked at the worst of the tension out of Jay's shoulders, they started to work their way down Jay's back. Without even asking, Jay unfurled his wings, splaying them out along the floor and the back of the couch. As Max worked their way down Jay's back, they were forced to reach underneath Jay's wings to get at the second set of

'shoulders' where their wings attached to their body. They were not afraid to press hard into this area, because they could feel the strong muscles Jay used to fly underneath his hands. It had surprised Max the first time they'd felt just how strong Jay's wings were, but now they just took it for granted.

It did mean Max couldn't be shy with their kneading around the joint, even as Jay's wings fluttered from the pressure. Max was happy to see that Jay's eyes were starting to droop.

They were in a zen mindspace themselves, not really thinking much, just letting their hands seek out the tight spots on Jay's back, then working them loose. The TV show wasn't much interest to them, though the idly listened. There wasn't much substance to anything being said anyways.

Their hands roamed to the underside of the wing joints, pressing into the crook of them. Jay's eyes shot open wide, his body shuddering under Max as he made a little squeak. Max's hands immediately jerked away from Jay, feeling fear that he'd hurt Jay. "I'm sorry, was that too hard?"

Jay shook their head, still squirming under Max. "No, you just touched...that spot."

It took Max a moment to understand what Jay meant. "Oh." That spot, right there in the crook of the wing joint, was a special. It was, as Jay had described it, "a sex button", incredibly sensitive and highly erotic to them. "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to touch you there tonight."

"It's alright." He said, shifting under Max as if they were trying to get comfortable again.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Jay shook their head against the pillow. "No, it feels too good."

Max nodded, and resumed working Jay's back, being very mindful of that one spot. They were working down his back, but it quickly became evident that something was wrong. Jay continued to squirm under Max, as

if they just couldn't get comfortable. After a few minutes of this, Max stopped for a moment. "Everything okay?"

Jay was silent for a few seconds before sighing. "No. You've ruffled my feathers now, and the massaging is only making it worse."

Max thought on that for a minute. "Is that so bad?" They leaned forward and gave Jay a kiss on his neck.

"It is when you're not in the mood for sex."

"I'm sorry." Max said into Jay's neck.

"It's fine, I know you didn't mean to." They sighed irritably. "I need to do something about this, because I want more back rubs, but I also don't want to be away from you."

"I don't care if you need to rub one off with me here."

Jay was quiet for a moment. "I could do that, but I don't want to leave you in the cold."

"I'd be fine. Or..."

"Or what?"

"You let me take care of you."

"Max, I just said I don't want sex."

"I never said sex. I just mean you let me help you get off."

Jay's eyes turned towards Max, studying Max's face. "You would?"

"Of course. I think by now I'd know enough about what buttons to push to get you off, at least."

"I don't want to leave you in the cold though..."

"I'll be fine." Max gave them another kiss on the side of their muzzle.

"I'll be right back."

Max sat up off of the couch, stepping over to the bedroom they and Jay shared. They reached under the bed, pulling out a chest which was filled to the brim with toys and other sex gear. They took out Jay's vibrator wand, then walked back to the living room, finding Jay sitting up and watching Max, their eyes going between them and the vibrator, looking both a little nervous and excited.

"Are you really sure? I don't want to make you miserable either."

Max took a seat beside Jay, setting aside the vibrator. In answer, they took their shirt off, tossing it aside, looking Jay square in the eyes and patting their lap. Jay bit his lip, seeming to weigh his options, before he unfastened his shirt, working it off of his torso before standing up and slipping his jeans off, exposing a pubic mound that Max could already see had the signs of arousal, unsurprisingly. He hesitated for a moment, then turned around and took a seat on Max's lap, scooting back so that he was pressed against Max's bare chest, Max gently pulling him close with an arm across his chest so that he was laying back on them.

Max could feel the tension in his body, and hoped that it was tension from anticipation. "Let me know if you want me to do something different, alright?" Max's voice was soft, not needing to be loud for Jay to hear them

since his head was level with Max's. Their hand reached around his body, finding Jay's thigh and gently squeezing it, working the muscle. This was the kind of thing Jay liked most, the endless teasing. He enjoyed the slow approach, Max's hand working its way to the inside of his leg, the subtle shift of his body telling them they were doing the right thing. They turned their touch gentle, only barely trailing their fingers along the inside of Jay's thigh, stroking towards the both of them, but being very mindful of where his mound was. They didn't want to touch him there just yet, not until they were sure he was very well warmed up.

To test the waters about going further, Max drug their hand up Jay's leg, over his hip, and onto his belly, his touch feather-light. His fingers felt for the very edge of Jay's mound, and when they found it, backed off a little, then started drumming their fingers lightly, arrhythmically. They felt his body, which had grown relaxed in their arms, tense slightly at the new touch, then relax again. Good, they weren't moving too fast.

Jay started to get antsy in Max's arms again, which was as good of a signal as any that it was time to move on. They stopped drumming, sliding their hand further down so that their palm rested just above his mound.

They massaged that spot with the heel of their hand, and as they expected, he tensed for a few moments, sucking in a small breath, only to relax again. They did not linger for long, though. They were anxious to get to the real pleasuring.

Max lowered their fingers, keeping his middle finger held aloft as they gently situated their index and ring fingers on either side of Jay's cunt, resting them for a moment before gently stroking upwards on either side of Jay's cunt, trying to get close to his vulva without actually touching it. The first times they tried, they failed, his body signaling they got too close by tensing up again. They spoke soft words of apology, but they weren't even sure he heard them. A glance at his face told them that, while he was ostensibly watching the TV, he wasn't seeing it. That made them feel good, cause it meant they were doing the right things, and he wasn't merely humoring them.

It had taken the two of them a long time to get to this point, many nights of them experimenting with each other, helping the other know what works and what doesn't. It turned out pretty quickly the both of them relieved their feminine parts in vastly different ways. Jay was much more sensitive than Max was, for one. Max would've just been annoyed by this kind of treatment, but Jay ate it up. Heck, they'd seen Jay get off without so much as touching his vulva, where they needed at least two fingers buried in their cunt to get off themselves.

Though most of what they learned from each other was from the other's experience rubbing one off, there had been some unexpected discoveries. For example, it turned out that Jay did like their vulva touched by the soft pawpads on Max's fingers, once they were suitably hot and

bothered. His scaly hands were always too rough for it, but it turned out Max's softer hands were wonderful, as long as their small claws were well-trimmed. They were kept well-trimmed just for this reason, of course, so when Max did bring their middle finger down to join the other two, stroking very lightly along his vulva, Jay tensed as usual, but then sunk into Max, making a low groan of pleasure. Max had to be very mindful to stop their stroke long before Jay's clit, which had long ago been deemed untouchable.

Even just the pressure the heel of Max's hand put on it by it's location was enough for him.

This went on for some time, Max's fingers and wrist starting to ache from the repeated motions coupled with having to moderate their touch so much. Jay's breathing was picking up though, and their eyes became slightly lidded, only making them look even more spaced-out.

"V-vibrator." They mumbled, barely audible over the TV, which continued autoplaying more episodes.

Max nodded lightly. "Okay." They gave Jay a peck on the side of his head, then pulled their hand away from Jay's mound, their middle finger trailing a little string of fluid. It had surprised Max that Jay was so fond of the vibrator, given how sensitive he seemed to be, but he used it all the time. They even used it during sex sometimes, cause Jay claimed it made the climax better for him. Still, while he loved it, Max was mindful to set it to the lowest setting, the hum filling the room and making Jay preemptively tense, spreading their legs just a little bit more to give Max more room to work. They brought the vibrator around, pressing it against the inside of Jay's thigh to both warm them up to it and to give Max a better point of reference for where they were pressing. Since they couldn't feel where they were pressing anymore, Max shifted his head so that he could look over Jay's shoulder and at least see what was happening down there.

Following the same path their fingers took, Max ran the vibrator up Jay's leg and onto their belly, settling the vibrator just above their mound, gently rubbing it in circles as they waited for Jay's body to relax again. It took longer this time, which worried Max a little bit. "Is it too much?" They lifted the wand an inch off of Jay's body so that it no longer made contact.

Jay shuddered. "N-no, I'm just getting close."

Max nodded, as much to themselves as to Jay, before bringing the wand back to where it had previously been. Now that they were paying better attention, having been lulled into a trance by the rhythmic nature of getting Jay off, they could hear just how uneven Jay's breathing was. He would start to get noisier soon, and though he wouldn't wake the neighbors up when he finally came, he wouldn't be quiet about it. Afraid of not being able to go through all the motions before Jay came, Max brought the end of the wand further down, running it first alongside one side of Jay's mound, then running it up the other side, drawing a circle around Jay's vulva without so much as touching it with the vibrator. This did cause Jay to start

making a little squeaking sound, which Max thought was utterly adorable, and their posture was all but limp in Max's grip, making Max happy that they were doing a good enough job to get Jay this relaxed in the climb up to his climax. He was soon fidgeting again in Max's grasp, but instead of backing off, Max pressed the wand into him just a little more firmly, his squeaks growing louder. Max was still caught off guard when he finally cried out, barely managing to do the last part of this ritual Jay had taught them in time. They moved the end of the vibrator to lightly touch Jay's vulva, well below their clit. That increased their volume another notch, Max having to tighten their grip to keep Jay in their lap as his wings fluttered, pinned between their bodies.

After several long moments, Jay quieted down, then went limp in Max's grip again, panting to themselves. Having spent himself, Max pulled the wand away and turned it off, setting it down on a nearby coffee table, mindful of the slick coating it from Jay. Max kissed the back of Jay's head, their hand stroking his chest. "Better?"

Jay almost looked sleepy, his eyes fixed to a point above the TV.

"Much." He hummed happily to themselves.

After a minute or two, Max broke the silence. "Do you want me to pick up where I left off on your back?"

Jay thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No. I just want to cuddle now, to be honest."

"That's fine with me." Max simply fell over onto their side, taking Jay with them and earning a giggle from him. They got comfortable and Jay grabbed the remote, playing with the TV. "Do you mind if I go back an episode? I wasn't paying much attention."

Max smiled to themselves. "Not at all."