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Rannoi Underfoot for Sunkit by Draconicon

On the morning he lost his security chief, Rannoi was slowly making his way around his new office. The dragon was still finding his way around, tapping his hands against the edges of the dark room and making his way from desk to new files and back again. He still wasn't sure he needed any of it, but Studley had suggested getting more organized rather than keeping things in his head, and he figured now was as good a time to start as any.

Eventually, he found his way around the file cabinets to the window and pulled the drawstring. Looking out on a tropical beach was a little new for him, but he was gradually getting used to it. The sight of sand and sea, of wave and wind, was certainly more welcoming than some of the places that he'd been in his life.

He enjoyed the view for a few minutes before reaching down to the Call Stone. Running his finger over several of the shining facets, he came to one marked with an otter's face, and tapped it a couple of times. It enlarged and floated over the gem, a pair of z's floating over it before it shook and blinked a few times.

"Huh? What? What? I'm awake, master."

"You are now, anyway. Come to the office. I need to set your duties."

"Uh, actually..."

Rannoi arched an eyebrow at the image of his security chief.

"Yes?"

"I was hoping you could give me a few days...weeks...months -"

"Since when do you want time off?"

"It's...personal."

"Then it's not happening."

"But -"

"I can't let you go now while we're still setting things up. After a few more months, ask me again."

"But mast-"

"Report to the office. Now."

He tapped the stone again, ending the call. The dragon shook his head a few times; he didn't like just dismissing an employee or someone closer, like David was, like that, but he needed everyone on call at this point. They were moving towards something magnificent, but if it got screwed up before they were in place, everything would have been completely for naught.

Rannoi continued to go through bits of paper and business, sorting through how to get a message to the remnants of the island's brothel, how to bring out the best of the natives to be more helpers for the park and their eventual society, and even how to extend some feelers towards the sympathetic members of the council while he waited for David to show up. Minutes passed, and then an hour. The dragon looked down the beach, but there was no sign of his chief of security.

When noon finally came around and he had no more paperwork to distract him, the dragon got to his feet again, only to finally hear a knock on his door.

"Finally."

However, before he could go and open the door, it went flying inwards. He held up his hand and turned the wooden block into many sheets of paper, but it was still quite the surprise to see it happen. Standing where the door had been was a wolf and his otter security guard, though...there was something different about David.

Time enough to deal with that later, though. The dragon walked around his desk, crossing his arms.

"So, are you the reason that David's so late for our meeting, Studley?"

"I ran into him on the way here. He was rather...annoyed."

"We're busy. I need him here."

"I don't know about that."

"Well, you're not employing him."

"Don't you want to let him have his say, Rannoi?"

The dragon took a deep breath. If it wasn't for the fact that Studley was such a big part of the plan to pull this off, he'd ignore him. But he had made an agreement, and he would listen to what the 'wolf' had to say to him.

"Fine." He turned to David. "What...hang on a second..."

As he leaned down towards the otter, he had just enough time to spot the subtle glow in David's eyes before the otter lashed out. A shove to the shoulder and a charge forward knocked the dragon off his feet, and as he landed, he was pinned down by a webbed foot on his chest. He looked away immediately, looking up towards Studley and David instead. He growled, his fingers starting to glow golden.

"What is this? Some sort of take-over?"

"Not at all, my dear dragon friend. However, I do think it's time that you learned that you can't hold onto things forever."

"I never said I would! A few more months -"

"Would have turned into a few more, and a few more after that, and a few more after that." Studley shook his head, adding his foot on top of the dragon as well. "You need to learn to...let go a little, Rannoi."

"I'm fine."

"Really?"

Rannoi didn't like the look of Studley's nod, and the feeling of the otter's foot dragging down his chest, pulling apart his robe, more or less confirmed where that foot was heading. The dragon leaned up, only to have a fuzzy wolf foot shoved in his face and pushing him back down.

"Ah ah. Let David have his fun before he goes. And he IS going."

The dragon had little choice but to go along with it. With the scent of foot musk coming so strongly off of Studley's foot - Damn him for this, the dragon thought - he couldn't focus enough to actually use his magic. It took everything he had just to push himself up, and that faded quickly when David's toes found his cock.

The otter was talented, he had to give the security director that. Rannoi groaned, sliding back onto his back as his cock was teased and rubbed by his security officer. David curled his toes around his cock, and Rannoi had to bite his lip to keep from making even more pleasured sounds.

It didn't help when David stood on him, grinding the heel of his foot into the base of the dragon's cock. The pressure down there, combined with the consistent rubbing to the head, quickly brought Rannoi to a full erection. He blushed, but couldn't even bite down at Studley's foot, too embarrassed and too distracted to be able to think straight.

And the wolf seemed to know it, too. Rannoi heard Studley laugh before the weight on his face increased, leaving him groaning and starting to leak as well. He panted, his hips starting to twitch.

"Ah, look at you. Already reduced to this again? I thought you'd have grown up past this."

"You know I can't...focus..."

"Heh, then let's give you a fighting chance."

Studley pulled his foot back, clearing the dragon's nose and vision from his sole. Rannoi shook his head, but no sooner had he thought of pulling himself upright than David was right there, moving his webbed toes over the dragon's mouth. The scent was stronger, sweatier than Studley's had been, and the dragon's eyes rolled back in his head as his cock throbbed all the harder as a result.

The otter wasn't looking at him like the subby slave that he had been for months, either. Instead, he looked...determined, even eager to be where he was. Rannoi blushed a bit as he felt the heel of the otter's foot grind against his shaft again, and felt even worse as he realized that he was already oozing pre.

Studley chuckled above him.

"Now you're only having to deal with one pair of feet. Somehow, I don't think you'll do much better, but it'll give you a fair chance."

"You call anything involving feet fair?"

"It would be for anyone else on the planet."

Fair point, but doesn't help me at all, the dragon thought as he looked at the foot above him. His thoughts were scrambled by the need he felt for them, and the power of his own fetish was making it too hard to think of anything but service to them. And so, with some regrets, he gave in, dragging his tongue along the underside of the foot.

He moaned at the taste, feeling his body heat up as he licked and lapped at the otter's sole. More than that, the attention to his own cock increased as he kept up the worshiping and the licking and the nuzzling of the sole.

"Heh, look at you, Rannoi. You are as hopeless as you ever were."

Like you'd be much better if a vixen with her fur soaked down walked in.

"Hey, that's another matter."

I really don't - mmmph!

The dragon arched his back again as his balls throbbed, the pressure on them increasing and not from the otter's feet. They faded as he shut up, but he had a feeling that it could return just as easily.

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Rannoi didn't know how long he was under the otter's feet, but he knew that he must have passed out at a certain point. The dragon sat up, realizing that he'd been laid on his desk after all that, and shook his head a few times.

"Note to self. Never allow both of them to come in at the same time...though it might be a little late for that."

He found a note that was left on his chest, and lifted it to eye level. It was a short resignation letter, he was sad to see. David must have left it behind after the incident, not wanting to risk setting off some sort of argument.

Rannoi understood that. However, he didn't agree with it, and stood up.

"Mirari."

Yes, Rannoi?

"David is still on the island, right?"

That is correct. He is currently on the docks, awaiting a boat.

"Conduct a spell for me."

He reached out to her, his magic passing through her and the ground she touched, all the way to the docks. It was a familiar sensation now, but it was always amazing how she could extend his reach beyond sight and beyond his own capabilities.

It was easy to find David. And easier still to bind the magic he'd given the otter. He didn't take all of it, but he doubted that he would need most of it. Enough energy for one purpose a day should be fine.

And it should make you come back to me, eventually.

The End