Mile High Club
"Mile High Club"
( c ) 2006
By Narilva Greymantle
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Nar softly whined as he adjusted the pack on his shoulder, making his way towards his seat, 24B aisle in the cramped plane. His hard silver laptop case bumped into one of the chairs, making his shoulder wrench back at an uncomfortable angle. He sighed as he finally reached his seat and let his heavy case drop from his shoulder against the chair. At about than 130 pounds and a couple inches shy of 6 feet, he was quite a thin wolf and if not for his bright white fur, easily ignorable. Even his eyes didn't call attention. He adjusted the collar of his tight gray collared shirt, the sleeves rolled up to the middle of his upper arms and the top button undone and sat down in his seat, opening his case and pulling out his laptop before he shoved the much lighter case into the overhead bin. He sighed as he watched the other passengers get on board, a flurry of fur, scales and skin before he plugged in his headphones and opened the laptop computer, turning it on. The other passengers shuffled aboard silently as the wolf turned on his music, drowning out their footsteps and the screams of their children. His eye idly wandered the crowd before a flash of metal caught his eye. He followed the flash, but wherever it was coming from disappeared on the other side of the plane. He shrugged and looked back towards his screen, idly playing with a puzzle game as he waited.
After about twenty minutes or so, the stewardesses were demonstrating the rules of flight, the lights and alarms and what to do in an emergency. The wolf looked up momentarily before he ignored them. He had heard it before and knew that all they were trying to do was to get the passengers to not panic. He shivered. He hated flying. It was so claustrophobic and the slightest tremble would make his stomach turn, imaging the worst of every situation. He turned his attention back to his screen as he played the puzzle out on his screen, trying to match up colored balls as they spun around in a circle for the next hour or so. Soon he could see the fasten seatbelts sign had gone off and the captain was making an announcement from the cockpit.
He looked out the window. The sun had set hours ago and nothing but clouds and darkness met his gaze. He smiled slightly. At least he wouldn't get sick if he couldn't see anything. The wolf took a breath and adjusted his peripheral vision to look at himself in the reflection from the window. Suddenly his breath stopped in his chest as he caught the gaze of the most brilliant blue eyes he had ever seen. Directly across from him on the other side of the cabin was a black skinned dragon with red tribal marks across his face and neck meeting a brilliant mane of red hair that ran down to his shoulders and disappeared in a skin tight black shirt hidden beneath a leather jacket, his wings folded neatly behind him to form a soft homemade pillow and his tail draped out of the corner of the chair and wrapped around the back of his chair. The dragon's eyes were locked on the little wolf as he calmly closed his laptop and opened the overhead bin, fishing out his case and quickly packing up his computer and making his way for the bathrooms, his heart racing as he tried to find an unoccupied stall. He quickly opened the door and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him and leaning against it.
He was scared and excited. He could feel that the dragon didn't mean him any harm, he just had an intensity in his eyes and in his stare that made him feel...sexy and wanted. He liked it when people flirted with him and admired him, it made him feel special. But the glare of this dragon was just too much. It was so passionate, so wanting...
His thoughts were interrupted when he was shoved forward onto the lidded toilet by the door behind him. Before he could regain his balance in the cramped space, his field of view was filled by his antagonist, the black and red dragon. He quickly tried to scamper into the corner, furthest away from the dragon, but found just how small the bathroom really was. The dragon smiled warmly, the look on his lips belying the fire in his eyes as he spoke to the terrified wolf.
"Don't worry pup, I'm not going to hurt you." He said, his voice melodic and consuming to the wolf's ears.
Nar looked up fearfully as he began to relax, sitting down on the seat of the toilet. "W-what do you want then?"
The dragon cocked his head then chuckled. "What do you think I want? I know you felt me staring at you tonight."
Nar smiled nervously then his eyes caught sight of a silver chain hanging around the dragon's neck, a fair sized dragon pendent hanging there. That must have been that glint I saw. He thought to himself.
"But why do you want me?" Nar asked.
The dragon grinned wide and licked his lips. "I have a weakness for wolves." He whispered as he leaned forward and began to lick the little wolf's neck. Nar gasped and leaned backward, slightly moving out of the dragon's reach. The dragon stopped his advances and immediately backed off.
"I-I'm sorry. I'll leave if you want me to..." The dragon stuttered, suddenly feeling very out of place and awkward. The wolf giggled a little at the sudden change. A minute ago he was a mysterious undeniable force to be reckoned with, now he was an apologizing gentleman, intent on making things right. Nar smiled and stood up, pressing his body close to the dragon's and moving a paw down to his pants to feel his already rock hard erection. There was no mistake that this strange dragon was alluring and sexy. Nar could bearly stop his paws from moving down to the dragon's zipper.
"Why would I want that?" He said lowly. The dragon grinned wide and leaned forward, locking himself in a deep, passionate kiss with the wolf, pushing him backwards onto the plastic sink counter into a seated position.
Nar yelped softly into the kiss as the dragon took the lead, his claws moving down the back of Nar's shirt and hooking into his belt and jeans. The white wolf whimpered as the strange dragon slipped a paw around the base of his tail and tugged slightly as his other claw moved to the front of the wolf's pants as he quickly stripped his chosen mount for the evening, letting his pants fall to the floor of the already cramped space. The wolf gasped as his slowly hardening wolfhood began to poke at the bottom of his shirt as the dragon dropped his own blue jeans around his ankles, exposing his bobbing and dripping shaft to the eyes of the surprised wolf. Nar panted softly in lust as he breathed in the heady scent of the mysterious dragon as his paws moved down to remove the big male's shirt.
Within minutes both lovers had stripped down to scales and fur as Nar began to stroke his paws over the pulsating length of the dragon hunched over him. The dragon growled in the wolf's ear, making him shiver in delightful fear. Nar's nervousness had been washed away in a wave of lust and mystery. He didn't know anything about the dragon standing naked before him except the size of his maleness, but it turned him on in ways he couldn't seem to reconcile. Nar smiled as he felt hot puffs of breath in his ear.
"Mmmm...such a sexy little wolf. Tell me wolf, what do you like?" He whispered softly as he put both hands on the mirror mounted behind Nar to steady himself.
Nar parted his legs and wrapped them around the waist of his soon to be dom, locking him close to his prize as the wolf's tail moved out of the way. "Everything."
"Then little bitch..." The dragon whispered as he gripped the wolf's jaw. "open up your tail hole for me to fuck."
Nar felt a spasm pass through his spine at those words as he lowered his ears flat onto his head. This dragon knew unquestionably who was dominant in this short relationship as they both prepared to join the Mile High Club. Nar leaned backward on the sink, pressing his furry back onto the cold mirror as the dragon humped forward, spearing the wolf on his thick 8 inch length. Nar yelped softly, trying to quiet himself, but knowing he wasn't fully able to be silent when being mounted. The dragon slowly hilted himself in the tight male hole beneath him and looked his partner in the eyes. Nar whimpered, somewhat loudly before the dragon moved his paw up to the wolf's muzzle and covered his lips with his claws. Nar whined louder, his cried being silenced by the dragon's hand as he began to pull out of the wolf's hot, tight ass and push back in. Nar moaned deeply as the pain sliced through his rear, the pleasure he so craved riding the edges of the sting. He relaxed himself to make way for the thick intruder shoved up his ass as his own leaking cock slapped against his belly.
The dragon, sensing that he was in full control now and knowing the wolf would make no further hassles, began to roughly and quickly hump up into the trapped wolf, silencing his cries with his paw as his other began to quickly paw on the little wolf's knot. Nar whimpered again as the dragon began to motor into his body, shoving himself as deeply inside as he could before pulling as far out as he could without smashing his rump into the door. Nar quickly opened his legs wide to expose his hole without impairing the dragon's ability to pull out as he closed his eyes as he was fucked, licking the dragons hand and concentrating as the thick, unlubed shaft began to steadily pound into his rear and plow through his molten insides. He hadn't been mated like this in ages, much less in such an unusual place. The dragon's eyes were aflame with pleasure as he pounded inside his little female, his hips a blur of scales slamming into the snow white wolf's ass, making the entire sink tremble with his efforts as he whispered dirty things into the wolf's ear.
"You like this don't you little slut?" He panted out as he shoved deep inside the canine. "Tell me you love it. Beg for it."
"Oohhh god I do..." Nar whispered back, his voice muffled behind the paw of the big dragon. "I want more. I...ohhhh...want you to fuck me harder..."
The dragon grinned wide and licked his lips. "Tighten yourself NOW little bitch. You're getting too loose from being such a little slutpuppy."
Nar whimpered loudly and immediately tried to tighten the hold his insides had around the throbbing and dripping cockmeat of the rapidly humping dragon, trying his best to satisfy his dominant male.
Nar yelped as the dragon's tip found his prostate and almost screamed in ecstasy if not for the silencing dragon's hand. The dragon's other paw went to work on the wolf's neglected shaft, stroking and tugging on it in time to the dragon's wild thrusts into the tight orifice below him. Nar yelped again as he felt the dragon lean over his body and whisper into his ear, his panting breaking up his sentences.
"Wolf...I'm going to...pant....gag you...is that ok?" He gasped. Nar opened his eyes and nodded yes as the dragon removed his hand, licking away the wolf's saliva from it as he reached down to the pile of clothes and pulled out a small handkerchief from his pant's pocket, wrapping it around the wolf's head and sealing his muzzle as he moved both paws to the wolf's hips and snickered, licking the gagged wolf's lips before he shoved himself roughly inside again, splitting open the tight wolf as he began to really mate the wolf, slamming inside him so hard that he thought he might bruise his legs. Nar howled into the gag as he felt his insides fully opening to the dragon's rampaging shaft as he gripped the sides of the sink. The dragon began to softly moan as his shaft twitched inside the hot wolf before he leaned forward and locked his jaws around the wolf's shoulder in a mating hold. Nar meeped and went completely still from the waist up as the dragon began to finalize his mating, slipping into and out of the tight wolf with everything he had, fucking his little bitch like he would any female in heat. Nar moaned even louder, his voice easily coming through the gag and echoing slightly in the tiny space as he felt the dragon slam into his sensitive prostate for the last time as he came, his seed spraying all over his chest and the mirror behind him as his insides began to flutter around the now desperately fucking dragon. The big male began to shudder and moan into the wolf's fur before he slammed himself home into the small wolf one last time as he came, filling the wolf's intestines with hot sticky dragoncum. Nar's writhed slightly as he felt the warm flood inside him, whimpering desperately as he rode out his orgasm to the end. The nameless dragon before him panted heavily before he released the wolf's soaked shoulder and simply leaned against the wall to rest. Nar grinned wide and pulled off his own gag so he could lick the drops of sweat from his lover's face.
"What's your name anyways sweet wolf?" The dragon said softly as his "female" licked away his perspiration.
"You can call me Nar." He panted out between licks. "And yours?"
"You can call me Wraith." The dragon said with a smile.
"Pleasure to meet you." Nar said, giggling slightly.
"Likewise."
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(First story in a while, I know. You all thought I was dead huh? 
Anyways, wrote this for my mate Wraith. More story goodness coming soon.)
(Oh, and I never really edited this, so it's in a really raw form right now. I may update if I become unlazy)
~Nar