Homecoming
A short story of a lion warrior coming back home to his femboy fox slave. Dark fantasy setting.
The story is part of a larger collection of smut novels.
This one is based on a dream I had last year. Was a huge inspiration for me to write it down and to continue with the same theme.
It was an ordinary winter night. The sun had set an hour ago, and snowflakes were pouring down slowly to the ground. The air was tranquil without even the slightest gust of wind present.
Footsteps crunched the snow, accompanied by the rhythmic, metallic clanking of armor. A large figure was traveling a snowy path toward a dim light in the distance. The light was coming from a large log cabin with smoke rising from its big chimney.
Inside, the rooms were lit by candles and a fireplace. A yellow fox opened a large oven and peeked inside to check the food. He was wearing a large apron dress full of flour – clearly used for cooking and baking. He also had a noticeable collar around his neck. The collar didn't have a buckle, but instead, it had been riveted shut so it couldn't be removed without specialized tools.
The front door was opened and the large figure stepped inside, bringing a hefty amount of snow with him. The fox's ears perked up, and he swiftly closed the oven doors and went to greet the person entering the house.
"Welcome home, master," the fox greeted eagerly. "I've kept the bath water warm and the food inside the oven, as you instructed."
Barely taking a breath in between, he continued: "I made fresh salmon and garlic potato casserole with freshly baked bread for you. Forgive me, I should have changed my clothes already, but the food has kept me rather busy." The fox also respectfully nodded at his owner while slightly trying to wipe off the excess flour from his clothing.
The person who entered was clad in a large dark cape covered in snow and carrying a sack on his shoulder. A large sword was holstered onto his massive leather belt. With a swift move, the cape pin was released, revealing a tall, muscular lion warrior wearing full, worn battle gear.
"That's alright. I'm glad to be finally home. It was a long trip." He hung his cape and sword on the wall next to the door and took a long look at the fox before grabbing him into his arms.
"Mmmhm, but now I cannot make up my mind. Should I eat or bathe myself, or fuck you first?" the lion pondered. "I already ate a couple of hours ago, but as for the other two..."
The lion's arms wrapped around the fox's body and found their way to his ass cheeks. "It has been weeks, so I think I'll have the food later," he declared.
"I think it would be stupid not to do both simultaneously. I want you to scrub me clean and then put your cute little ass to work. Does that sound good?" The lion's voice was commanding, but the question had a playful tone.
"Yes, master," the fox said. "As I said, the bath should be ready. Would you like me to help you undress?"
"No need," the lion quickly replied. "But maybe you need some help yourself."
The lion started to open the knot in the back of the apron, and then pulled the garment off. This revealed the fox's rather feminine and curvy naked body. He was wearing a metallic chastity cage around his small cock, and the lion couldn't help but give it a slight nudge.
"Now there's a sight I'm never growing tired of seeing. You are as fuckable as the day I bought you from that ship," the lion reminiscingly remarked. "You've done a good job of minding the house while I was in battle. I got a souvenir for you."
The lion returned to his sack and opened it, taking out something metallic. With an assertive move, he pulled the fox's collar towards him and attached something to it. The fox looked down and saw a golden, round bell attached to the ring of the collar. The lion gave it a flick and it produced a tinkle.
"Now that's better. Hope you like it. Something to listen to along with your cute little moans while I pound you," the lion said and smirked.
"Thank you, I love it," the fox replied.
The lion leaned forward and gave the fox a long kiss. After that, they didn't waste any time going to the bathing room.
The stairs down revealed a large room with a natural stone pool in the middle. Lanterns had been lit around it, and the water was still steaming slightly. After undressing, the lion went ahead and lowered himself into the warm and soothing water, leaning back to the side of the pool.
"Mmmm, that feels good," he sighed. "Traveling for two whole days in the winter freezes one to the bone."
The fox followed him soon, carrying a brush and a piece of soap.
"Skip the brush this time and use your hands. My muscles are also sore," the lion interjected.
"Yes, master," the fox replied and climbed on top of the lion while holding the soap. He rubbed it into his paws and then started to massage the lion's chest fur.
This was the position the lion loved – having his house fox just above his half-erect cock, washing and massaging his body. The fox moved his paws carefully so as not to miss a spot. He also noticed a new small scar on the lion's rib.
"Were you hurt?" he asked.
"Nah, just an arrow wound," the lion assured him. "It's nothing, and it has almost healed already."
The lion's body was a collection of scars and other marks from myriads of battles. They were proof of his vast battlefield experience. While the fox's hands were busy soaping and washing the lion's body, the lion put his hand on the side of the fox's face and gave it a sensual pet while admiring the fox's dedication to pleasing him. The room was otherwise quiet except for small tinkles from the new bell in the fox's collar.
The lion lowered his hand on the fox's hands to stop them from moving, signaling that he'd had enough washing for now. Then, he grabbed the fox's body and pulled him in for another kiss. The fox could feel that the lion was fully erect.
After the kiss, the lion warrior pulled himself slightly up while still keeping the fox in his lap so that they were no longer underwater. Then, he guided the tip of his erect cock against the fox's tail hole and moved his hands on the fox's hips, giving him a small push. This caused the lion's cock to slip inside the fox with ease. The fox let out a loud moan while the lion grunted. The bell tinkle made the lion smile.
"What did I tell you? Your moaning and that bell tinkling are a perfect match," the lion said teasingly.
The fox was leaning his hands on the lion's large chest while slowly going up and down, working his owner's cock. It was still the lion who was completely in control of the rhythm and pace, but the fox moved along, making the act less physically demanding for his owner.
The fox's caged cock started to slowly leak pre-cum on the lion's belly, and it was something the lion always enjoyed seeing. The permanent chastity kept the fox in a constantly horny and cock-craving state, which him always eager, energetic, and ready to be mounted by his owner.
After a while, the fox started to get the shakes, and the lion could feel the fox's body squeeze his cock harder. He knew that his sex slave was close to climaxing, and after a couple of pounds, the fox screamed while pumping out cum from his caged cock. The lion allowed this as he loved seeing his boy toy enjoying the sex. It only took a couple of thrusts more, and he himself let out a loud grunt while coming hard, coating the inside of the fox's ass with thick cream.
They both collapsed back to the water, and the fox leaned in to lie on top of the lion's body while resting his head on the lion's chest. Both tried to catch their breath and appreciate the soothing bath water. It was quiet for a full minute before the lion spoke.
"I'll fuck you again in a minute, but let's enjoy the bath for a moment. I'm tired from the journey."
"Yes, master," the fox panted.
After a brief pause, the lion spoke quietly: "It's good to be back home."