A Fox and A Dragon Part 6
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“Fuck it! So fucking tight!” The lion growls into my ear, slamming his hips down against my ass, forcing his cock into me, over and over, and over.
My body trembles as his weight and force pushes me into the mattress against my back. Rolling my eyes back into my skull, I lose myself in the pleasure coursing through my body. I open my maw, trying to speak, but only able to get moans of bliss out from my mouth. Slowly looking up to the lion, his face is only a couple inches above mine, contorted in effort, his lips bared back as far as they can go. I could mistake it for anger, and in a way, I find it incredibly hot. As if he’s hate-fucking my brains out. And fuck does he know how to do so.
Once again, I attempt to speak, and this time, I can just about manage a few words. “Harder! Don’t stop! Please breed me!”
“Gonna fill you right up, Reaver! You’re gonna take it!”
“Please! Cum in me!” I call out, wrapping my arms around his neck, going under his mane, feeling the heat that has built up from the area. With each thrust down against me, he hits my prostate without mercy, each one bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I moan and groan out my pleasure, unable to keep the pleasure off of my maw. My cock throbs with every thrust the captain pushes against my ass. “O-oh fuck! I’m so cl-close! I thi-think I’m g-gonna...”
“That’s it fox! Fucking cum on my cock!” The lion growls into my ear, his voice sending shivers through my body.
My arms tighten around the back of his neck as I am sent over the edge, my length shooting cum up across both of our bellies. I moan out and bury my face into the captain’s neck mane, surrounding myself in his scent as I empty my balls. With how hard he’s fucking me, it’s an intense orgasm; my body and mind reeling with every load I empty into our fur. My ass tightens around the cock inside it, making the lion growl and thrust into me even harder, making the most of my newfound tightness
My breath catches in my throat as I slowly come down from the edge, milking his length. He doesn’t let up, feeling him get closer to his own orgasm. His thrusts become erratic, feral even. I try to catch my breath as my eyes roll back into my skull. The world around us dissolves to nothing, leaving unable to feel or sense anything, but his cock spreading me... spearing me, braking me in two. My paws move to the mattress under my head, grasping at the fabric, trying to ground myself.
“O-o-oh... f-f-fu-fuck...” I try to say, my voice weak and unsteady. “I-in m-m-me...”
And then, it happens... he finishes inside me, giving me a final, leg quivering slam against my ass. With this, he owns me, my body, my entire being. I can feel his seed inside me, so warm and sticky sticky, flooding my bowels. I’m barely aware enough to move my hand to my lower stomach, almost as though I could feel it from the outside too.
“You’re all mine!” He growls out into my ear, his voice making my whole body tremble. He gives me a couple more smaller thrusts, as though he’s trying to get his seed as deep as possible into my body. “Mine! Mine! M-mine...”
“Y-yours... I’m yours, always...” I say, my body trembling as I slowly come down from the pleasure filled high.
The Captain moves his nose to my neck, sniffing my fur deeply as his breath comes out in growls. “F-fuck... smell good...”
“I... I-I smell like you...”
“Yeah... good...”
I breathe deeply as I just enjoy how good the lion feels inside my ass, his weight baring down on me, keeping me in place. Looking around the room, every part of the small-ish Inn bedroom looks a little better now that I have an ass full of cum. But this moment passes far to quickly as he pulls himself out of me, making me gasp and shiver. With a swear, the captain moves off of me, and looks over my body, seemingly pleased with his work. He licks his lips, a small action that sounds nice and wet, his blue gaze piercing into my form.
“You’re... ruining other men for me, I swear.” I manage to say, looking over his sweaty, huffing, muscle bound form
“Good...” the lion growls. “Then you’ll keep coming back.”
“I’d still come back regardless... you know that, right?”
“Mmmph, I do. But I like it this way.”
I slowly move up from the bed, feeling my abused insides shift as I do so, making me stop for a moment. “O-oh fuck...”
“You okay?”
“Y-yeah, just feeling a little sensitive.” I smile up at him, slowly getting up, before sitting on the side of the bed.
The lion comes to my side, moving a paw to my cheek, caressing my fur softly with a purr. “Awww, I guess I should be more careful with you.”
“Well, I didn’t say that. I think I just need repeat performances, you know... so that my body can adjust to your roughness.”
“Are you asking me to fuck you again, little fox?”
“Well, Scarlet is away hunting. And I do need something to keep me busy...” I say, a small smile forming on my maw as I look up to the lion.
“Mmmph... as tempting as it is, giving you a good rough-housing.” The lion purrs even deeper, the sound radiating through my entire body. “I do have to prepare, we’re leaving port today.”
My ears fold down slightly as I look down to the bedroom floor for a moment, before returning my gaze back to the lion. “I... admittedly didn’t think you were serious, when you said you were only going to port for a day or so.”
“And why would I joke about that, little fox?” The captain asks, cupping my cheeks in his large paws.
“I thought you just wanted to fuck me more, and wanted an excuse for me to stay the night.”
“I have no problem asking to fuck you, little one. And trust me, your ass is almost reason enough to stay longer. But we need to keep to our ledger, my crew need pay.”
“I... I know, I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?”
“Don’t know, just... for implying that your crew shouldn’t be paid?”
“You didn’t imply anything, little fox.” The lion bends down, bringing his maw down to mine, and kisses me deeply, his large tongue moving into my maw, exploring my mouth like he’s done a dozen times before. It lasts for just a minute or two, but leaves me huffing softly as he pulls away.
“Fuck...” I moan out, nuzzling his paws softly.
“I hope you enjoy that till the next time we’re in port.”
“Mmmph, and when might that be?”
“About twenty days, we’re heading to a couple ports before coming back here.”
“Aww, does that mean I’m not going to get my dose of manhood for almost three weeks?” I ask, trailing my paw across his side, before resting on his hips. “Might just want a reminder of you, you know, to keep me horny for you until you return?”
“A reminder?”
I bend down to pick up his underwear, bringing it to my nose before sniffing deeply. “Mmmph, o-oh fuck... you don’t clean these often, do you?”
“Mmmph, I guess it slipped my mind, considering you’ve taken over cleaning my balls the last week or two.”
“I guess I have, haven’t I?” I ask rhetorically, shifting myself on the bed, so that I can bring my maw to his large balls, giving them both a small whiff, before kissing them.
“Hmm, if only I had time so you could worship me. But, I guess a kiss good luck is for the best.”
“That just means you’ll enjoy me more when you get back.” I say, standing up from the bed. “You know... I just thought, I never actually learned your name.”
“Wait, what?” The lion asks, his ears going askew.
I put the lion’s underwear on the bed, before I start to dress myself. “I never learned it the first time we met, I think we just kinda... skipped over it, and then I only ever revered to you as ‘Captain’.”
“You mean I never told you my name?”
“As I say, I think it was skipped. I mean, we went from introductions to me gagging on your cock in our first two proper conversations.”
“How the fuck did that happen?”
“I dunno, I had bigger things in my maw.”
“Bigger thin-? Oh, right.”
I give him a wink before finally getting fully dressed. “Well? What’s your name?”
“Hester, Hester Bennett.”
“Well, Captain Bennett.” I say, putting his underwear in a pouch on my belt, before moving towards him, hugging him softly. “I’ll see you around.”
He hugs me back, almost as softly. “See you around, fox. Now... get, before anyone sees us.”
I stay in the hug a little longer. “Afraid they’d see your softer side?”
“Something like that...”
I leave Hester with one last, necessarily long kiss and grope of his butt, before leaving out the back of the Inn, the scent of lion and ball sweat still on my fur. This keeps me in a slightly aroused state as I move through the streets, not really knowing where I’m going. I have a couple of hours left before Scarlet should be back from hunting, so I need to find something to do.
Walking through a back alley, hoping to find a new shortcut, I’m barely able to make it halfway before a figure walks out in front of me, from behind a stack of wooden crates. He’s a grey wolf, tall and lanky in slightly shabby clothing, a short sword in a makeshift sheath on his belt. Looking behind me, a second figure blocks the alleyway behind me. This one is a male bull, slightly taller in similar clothing, but more muscular with a slight gut. My lips bare back and I let out a small growl at being trapped.
“Perfect...” I whisper under my breath.
“What do we have here? A fox in a back alley, bet you’re looking for trouble...” The wolf says, as he starts to close the distance. My ear flicks as I hear the bull do the same. “Most foxes know better than to take walks in the dark.”
“Don’t suppose we can talk this out?”
“I think we can put that pretty maw of yours to better use, fox.”
My heart starts to race as the pair get closer, and I realise I have no other choice. Taking a breath, I remind myself of what my dragon taught me. Focus on the heat inside you, feel it start in my horns, before moving down my body into my limbs. I raise my paw and press my middle finger against my thumb, taking a moment to take another breath in, and then out.
A slight tingling moves down from my horns, moving down through my upper chest, then my arm, and finally to my fingers. Focusing on the wolf’s arm, and with a click of my fingers, a tendril of orange light shoots from my fingers to his maw. It coils around his arm before the tendril bursts into flames, lighting the canine’s clothes on fire. With a yell of pain, the wolf drops his sword before he starts to pat his limb, trying to extinguish the flames.
The air heats up slightly as I turn around, going to click my fingers again as I focus on the bull. But before I do, a sharp, loud sound.. like a small explosion. A pain radiates from my abdomen, my vision unfocusing for a moment, as I click my fingers once more. With another tendril of light and a burst of flames, the bull screams out just like the wolf. I hear a clatter of metal as something is dropped. I slump against the cobblestone wall, my paw going to my abdomen, just beside my belly button, finding a growing wet spot. The source of the sharp pain, feeling blood slowly pouring out of my body. Growling out once again, I slowly pull myself from the cold surface with a groan.
“Fucking great... just what I needed...” I growl to myself as I move away from the bull, turning towards the wolf, continuing down the alley.
Walking past the still panicking wolf, I finally make my way out of the shadowed passageway. I take a moment before looking back into the alley, finding the wolf helping the bull, having finally extinguished the flames on his arm. Looking around the main street, I catch the attention of one or two people before I figure out where I need to head next, remembering the street from yesterday. I try to cover my wound as best I can while I move up the lane, my only thought is to get to the bookshop; the only place I know someone who can help. With every step I take, I feel myself grow weaker, more blood pouring from my body.
My vision blurs slightly as I move, the streets looking more and more familiar, houses and stores of stone foundations and wooden walls. Pain grows throughout my body, each step making it worse and worse. And then, I think I see it. Even if it’s a blurred outline from a memory. I try to blink, to clear my vision as I come up next to the store, looking at the windows, and finding the fabric covering the inside. Shifting along the side of the building, placing a paw onto the wooden walls and windows for support as I walk shakily.
My legs almost buckle before I get to the door, and I fear I won’t make it. But I draw in a breath, trying to use every last piece of strength to push myself forward. But each step is harder than the last, my own weight baring me down as I finally find myself at the double doors to the bookshop. My paws barely work as I try to open one of the doors. It takes far too long to open the door, falling through the space, before finding myself in the void.