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Diving in the Muff

Furia snorted and raised his head high as he and his mate Blue Bell set hoof to the glade that marked the entrance to their property. They were finally home after a two-month long deployment in the northern regions of Arrenthen seeking out dragon types and other scaled folks who had sought asylum in the jungles during the war.

The avian and equine nation of Arrenthen and the dragon nation of Untheria had been at war for nearly half a decade over the resources found in the mountains that formed a border between them, a war that had quite recently been ended via a treaty between Prince Vaulix and the dragon emperor. For the duration of the conflict, some dragons had slipped across the border, seeking refuge in the relatively peaceful nation of Arrenthen in order to avoid being forced into the military to fight a cause they didn't believe in. These refugees were now hidden in the Great Arrenthen Basin, residing in old ruins, caves, and in tribes unseen by the outside world, still hiding from their past.

Queen Otille and King Aurelia had been advised by their daughter, Princess Talba, and Prince Vaulix to grant a pardon to each of these refugees. The task of delivering this good news was put upon the haunches of Furia and Blue Bell, fueling their journey for many long months as they scoured the land to find and pardon as many of these dragons as possible.

It was an arduous task to be sure, but after a sweep around the coast they were finally home on their first vacation. They had a week to relax and be alone, isolated from the other stallion generals and the avian cavalry; they also got some time away from their dragon pet Dik. He was at the capital castle and had been there ever since he followed them back home from their trip to the mountains. He had to remain under the close watch of the Royal Guard to ensure that the people - who were unaware of the treaty in process - didn't attack him or hunt him.

Everything was safer that way, and both Furia and Blue Bell understood that even if they hated the idea of leaving him on his own in the stables of the castle. The one main saving grace was knowing that Princess Talba was happily catering to his needs, personally. If nothing else, Talba was a mare of her words, a hippogryph princess that her people could trust.

"We're home." Furia said, smiling as he stroked his goatee. He was in his biped form, having spent much of his time doing negotiations with the dragons; he usually remained quadruped for comfort, biped when taking care of business. "It's been too long."

Blue Bell glanced sidelong at him, eyebrow raised and ear flopped down. "Yes, I know dear. I live here too, you don't need to announce it."

Furia loved his mate's sardonic wit. "Shush you. So what do you want to do first? We have the whole place to ourselves for the weekend before we gotta go to the castle and get Dik. No interruptions, no distractions, and no obligations for two full days! We can do virtually anything."

She hopped up in front of him and swished her tail to remove the mosquitoes that weren't there, revealing her blue-lipped vulva to Furia. After spending so much time in the jungle, she was used to having to repeatedly protect herself from the bugs that loved sucking the blood from her haunches. This realization made her light on her hooves, turning her into a giggly pony as she hopped from one pair to the other. "Oh, oh, I know! Let's go to sleep! Been a long walk, and-"

"Sleep? Really? That's what's on your mind?" Furia interrupted as he stepped up next to her. The two of them started walking up the path that wrapped around the cliffs, taking the trail from the glade to the plateau that functioned as their front yard. Their home was an unassuming cave carved into the cliffs atop the escarpment, many kilometers away from any other settlement. Furia continued his light teasing as they made their way up the path. "I know you're out of estrus, but I was hoping you'd be in the mood to have some fun. Nobody else around to interfere, so what do you say?"

"I say we get something to eat, first. I wasn't kidding when I said it was a long trip. I'm ready for a snack. Hopefully the apple trees still bare some fruit. Apples and pears, that is. I just want some nice, juicy fruit." She leaned into him so that her haunches hit his hips, nearly throwing him off balance as she swished her tail at him. She wasn't being shy about her flirtation, but she wasn't being direct, either. This meant that Furia was inspired to flirt back instead of just diving in.

He slid his hand over her haunches to pull her in close, teasing at the base of her tail with his finger tips as he swished his tail back at her to return the affection. "Well, I am hungry but not for apples. Something juicy would be quite nice, though." As he spoke, he eased his hand down the back of her thighs to tease her before pressing the plump button of her clit at the anterior end of her slit. She was soaking wet, her arousal dripping down her vulva and soaking her inner thighs. He rubbed this silken fluid between his fingertips as he tossed his mane; he knew that she was melting in his hands already and was simply playing hard to get with him.

Blue Bell pumped her tail down the second she felt his fingertips touch her sex, bolting away up the pathway to make him chase her. "I dunno, furia! You've got some catching up to do." While far ahead of him, she spread her legs, flagged her tail, and winked her clit at him, forcing a single gooey strand of her arousal to form a glistening web in the grass below.

The image of his mate soaked with desire and the limitless potential of a weekend alone with her made Furia's groin throb, swelling in his sheath and threatening to let his cock pop out. Normally he would have just given in to his more carnal needs and chased her until she let him catch her, but for some reason he felt the need to flirt with her, to draw it out and let the fun build. With that in mind he jogged forth to get near her, feigning frustration when she hopped away and continued to force him to follow all the way up to the plateau in front of the door to their home.

"Wait up, would you?" He called out to her, opining over the fact that she was quadruped and he was biped, thus giving her greater endurance and speed compared to him. If they were both on all fours, not only would it be a more fair race but she wouldn't be able to outrun him due to his larger size and stronger legs. Eventually, she did stop and let him catch up, only to kick off the ground a second time when he got close, keeping out of range of his touch.

"What's the matter, dear? Can't keep up with me?" She winked and flicked her tail as she gave a wink of her clit, exposing herself to him again. "You might want to hurry up, babe! I might not be in the mood forever." As she teased, she kept her head up high and a smug grin on her face.

In response to all this, he narrowed his gaze and caught up to her the final time as they emerged on the plateau of their home, right in front of the door. The grasses were short and relatively well kept, which was nice to see considering they were gone for so long. Someone from the castle must have been keeping the place neat and tidy in their absence, a pleasant perk to being part of the queen's court.

Once he returned to Blue Bell, he stopped and stood tall over her with his chest out and tail up, a sign of will and power. He extended a hand, tentatively reaching out to her haunches again while feigning a bashfulness unbecoming of him. He was trying to be shy and meek, but Blue Bell was having none of that.

"Are you gonna give me a spanking or a tickle?" She asked with a veneer of sarcasm. "I'm a mare, not a glass relic."

"What?" He seemed confused at first, not sure how to respond to that. "Why would I think-"

"Then what's taking you so long, my love? Since when are you the bashful type? In all our years I've never seen you hesitate. Everything alright? Do I need to help you out?" She turned and swayed her haunches before lowering her snout and leaning into him, rubbing her soft snout against his sheathe as she lipped the folded flesh there. "Is this better? Are you in the mood, now?"

Furia couldn't help himself as the warmth of her breath and the touch of her soft muzzle against his sheath roused his cock from its depths, length folding outward to reveal his bulging cock head. He was drooling not from his mouth but from his member, and the smell of his musk urged Blue Bell to twist her head and extend her tongue for a taste, raising her lips up to meet his tip and gently tug it.

After sampling his precum, she smacked her lips and gave his shaft a kiss before looking up at him. "Don't bother with the shy routine, I'm not in the mood for a meek version of you. If you want me, you're going to have to take me." She winked and hopped away on all fours, tail up and vulva glistening in the morning sun. "Come on, don't make me wait! I've been eager for the whole trip back!"

Given his more naturally dominant personality, Furia had no problem giving in to her more straightforward demands. He was as eager as she was for some physical fun that wasn't interrupted by others and he had been inundated with the scent of her aura ever since they woke up that morning; he was ready to indulge himself and there was no point in delaying that. Now next to her and within arm's reach, he grabbed at the base of her tail and tugged on it to force her to step back into him. She resisted at first, but quickly submitted to him as she felt the warmth of his groin near hers.

She glanced back and bobbed her head, the motion ringing the bell on her neck. "Oh, big strong stud again, are we? Well, don't be gentle, dear. I'd hate for you to have gone weak on me." She winked and lowered her head, showing her submission while still keeping her tail up high to remain exposed.

Furia hadn't gone weak, but their time in the northern reaches of the nation had limited their time and freedom to fool around at will, meaning that he had been building up a backlog of desire that he would need to unload all at once. This was what Blue Bell wanted, to have him fill her with so much cum it spewed out of her. However, Furia was a gentleman of a stud and always made an effort to ensure his partners were satisfied long before he took care of himself, especially Blue Bell.

Rather than lean into her with an aggressive, feral thrust, he instead put a slight crevasse of space between them and slid his hand into it, forcing his fingers against her slit and his palm against her rump hole. She clenched and tensed up all of her muscles in surprises - she was expecting him to go right to the main event - but he kept a tight grip on her tail as he slid his fingertip into her.

Blue Bell's depths were swollen and slick, hot to the touch and slick well beyond average. This was exactly what Furia hoped for, and he used it to his advantage by slipping his fingers deeper into her while sliding them up and down her slit, caressing her walls before eventually wrapping a single finger and thumb around her clit to give a gentle squeeze. She chirped at him and nickered as she threw her head back, widening her stance and pushing back into him. "Th-that's not your cock, darling!"

"Be patient, that will come soon enough." He assured her as he slipped a second finger inside, twisting his wrist so that he was pressing down against her anterior wall. As soon as he hit that pleasure button inside her, he could feel her walls contract as well as hear the faintest of squish sounds as she forced out some of the fluid her flesh had secreted. At the same time, he gave her clit another rub with the base of his thumb, caressing it gently but with a certain force that made her shudder in delight.

Furia remained quite firm with her while passionately pumping his fingers in and out of his mate while rubbing his groin up against her haunches. He was far taller than she when in his biped form and his hips were at about the same level as hers so he had perfect access to her sex if he wanted it with a slight bend of his knees. Rather than take advantage, he kept at her with his fingers until he felt a trickle of her arousal dribble over his knuckles and splash on the ground between them.

Once he felt this, he knew she was ready; not for cock, but for something else. Without taking his fingers out of her, he moved so he was exactly behind her before crouching down onto his knees with his head at her rump height. While there, he pulled his fingers out of her and passed by her clit before licking each of them off one at a time, deliberately breathing heavy with the snort of a stallion to ensure she felt the warmth of his breath on her flesh.

Blue Bell turned back to him with a look that begged him for more, eyes drooping as if to whine without making a noise. She widened her stance and blushed a bit as her tail hiked up, free of his grip, to better expose the blue flesh of her rump and pussy. After a moment of Furia breathing heavily and teasing her that way, she opened her mouth to speak but was silenced when she felt the soft skin of his muzzle pressing against her vulva while his lips squeezed and tugged at her clit.

He was no stranger to his pony mare mate's body, and he knew exactly what she liked and how to best tease her with promises of more. After finishing cleaning his fingers of her silken arousal, he cradled each of her haunches with his palms as he would her cheeks in a kiss, then pressed his lips to hers and extended his tongue into her. Its rough surface tugged on her walls as he got a glorious taste of her, eagerly lapping up what he could and letting the rest dribble down over his goatee. His horn throbbed with a light blue glow as he bobbed his head to and fro.

"F-furia, babe, why are you not-" Blue Bell started, only to be cut off by the tugging sensation of his lips plucking at her clit. It was a little shocking and quite intense, but it felt absolutely wonderful and she couldn't help but stop her hind hoof and flick her tail at him, jaw clenched and and ears flat to her neck in an affectionate yet somewhat bashful pose. She had tried to take control and guide Furia to something deeper and more intimate, but was happy to let him keep doing his job.

Before long, Furia realized that he had her in the palm of his hand and balled up on the tip of his tongue; She was his and he could do just about anything he wanted to her without fear of repercussion.

There were many things he could try, but he opted to focus mostly on foreplay. He was already at full mast with his throbbing cock bobbing just above his thighs as the tip drooled precum down his length and onto the grass, but he felt obligated to focus on her, first; he was a gentleman, after all. Rather than stand up and take her there on their front yard, he wrapped his arms around her haunches and pushed his snout into her, nuzzling and lipping her while his tongue prodded deep.

This wasn't just oral, this was him making out with her backside. He bobbed his head and pecked at her flesh as he would her other lips, cradling her haunches in much the same way he would her cheeks, the only real difference was that, instead of plucking at her lower lip, he was plucking her clit, over and over again. Furia couldn't get enough of her, and the hungrier he acted the more she pushed back and squatted down, riding the crest of his snout and grinding her clit on his muzzle.

Not only did she push back so hard that her hooves created divots in the grass, but the arch of her back and the flagging of her tail meant she was nearly sitting on his face even in his upright position, her walls leaking more and more fluid with each passing second. She had been anticipating this for weeks, and it was nice to finally let it all out both figuratively and literally.

While they were out in the northern jungles, she would have had to remain reserved and quiet, deliberately holding back just in case a predator heard them or they disrupted the locals. Here, however, she knew that there were no predators dangerous enough to hurt them and that it was their property so they could do whatever they wanted. That was why she had no qualms with rearing her head back in a pleasured whinny as she relaxed her loins and let her arousal flow.

A veritable gush of her essence was conjured from her depths, mixing with Furia's saliva to splash out over his face, the silken fluid viscous and slick to the point where strands of it fell off his snout to extend towards the ground, some of which he caught in his palm and licked up rather than waste it. Still, he never gave up with his deep and affectionate passion towards her loins.

In an effort to make things even more enthusiastic, he leaned into her and wrapped both hands around one of her hind legs, squeezing her thighs as he forced his muzzle even deeper into her, lips parting hers and tongue probing ever deeper. Then, as he leaned hard into her with his hands back up on her haunches, she whinnied and shuddered, another torrent of her arousal splashing out onto him by coating his snout and filling his maw!

Her flavors were intense, yet that didn't stop Furia from gulping it down and letting it splash over his body. The fluid of her arousal was slick and viscous, but also thin and slimy, which showed that it was a mix of her ejaculate and the lubricants that her pussy walls were secreting.

All of it was delicious to him, who not only got to feel her squirting down his chest and soaking his cock but also got the self gratification of knowing that he was pleasuring his lover in a way that only he truly could. As he gave her pussy more attention, he migrated one of his hands down to his cock, where he started using her fluids to stroke himself while his other hand remained gripped on the base of her tail, holding her in place as he continued to peck and pull at her lips with his.

She glanced back at him with that needy look once more, nickering at him with a bobbing head. This was when Furia knew it was time to stop with the foreplay and get to the main course.

Both were quite hungry for one another and happily did what they could to help each other out. He pressed his muzzle deep into her, licking at her depths and lapping up as much of her fluids as he could while she angled herself just right to best ensure he had the best leverage. All was well, until he shifted in place and got to his feet.

Furia stood tall over Blue Bell, where he slapped his cock down onto her haunches and rubbed her arousal into her tail and fur. After smearing the combination of his and her natural lubricant, he pulled back and nickered at her, pausing to make her wait just a bit more before he gave her what she wanted from him. He was cheeky that way, but it took all his self control to not bury himself deep.

"Wh-what are you doing?" She whimpered back to him. "Please don't make me wait any longer. I've wanted this from you and you keep teasing me!" Blue bell was practically pouting, her every move making the bell on her neck tingle and jingle.

Though Furia loved making her wait a bit at a time, teasing her and testing her patience, he was just as eager as she was by this point and lacked the self control to withhold himself from her any more.

He patted her on her haunches and licked his lips clean of the mess she'd left there before grabbing his cock with one hand and the base of her tail with the other, holding her in place as he eased himself past those soaking wet lips of hers until their thighs touched.

She gasped and fell to her front knees, rump up and tail hoisted up over her lower back as she spread her hind legs and winked her clit, pussy walls contracting around his length and forcing out yet another silken strand down the underside of his shaft to soak his balls. If she had toes, she'd have curled them then and there, as her eyes did roll back and her ears splayed out, giving her a goofy look of lust.

But Furia saw none of this, he only felt the passion deep within her holding him tight. He nearly felt as though he couldn't move at all due to how tightly she squeezed him, yet he tugged and pushed regardless. Even with her clenching down on his shaft, he grabbed at her rump cheeks and pushed against them, forcing his member to slide out of her with a juicy squelch followed by a pop as their combined lubricants burst out from her around his flare. This let his bulbous tip pressed tight against her lips, throbbing and pulsating with every beat of his heart.

There was a brisk moment of uncertainty that flowed over Blue Bell as she thought that she may have pushed too hard and made Furia finish too quickly. She was satisfied, sure, but she hated making him finish early; she greatly preferred when she could caress him and build him up and coax every drop of him deep into her all at once. Worried, she glanced back to see that he wasn't giving up yet.

With a grunt and a toss of his mane, Furia grabbed his cock and used his thumb to guide the swollen tip between her lips, manually squeezing it to make it fit her body before grabbing her tail and pushing into her with a juicy squelch. There was a lot of resistance, as her depths were still relatively tight and his flare had already exploded to nearly its full growth, yet that didn't stop him from forcing himself into her. He could feel her walls quivering against his touch, struggling to maintain their tense feeling while also relaxing to let him deeper; this sensation was exactly the sort of resistance he loved.

She was in the faintest hint of discomfort as his thick shaft plowed through her, but once he'd hilted inside her again with her thighs touching his and the underside of her tail firm in his grip and pressing to his belly, she started gyrating her hips and riding him from her bent-over position. The girth of his member tugged on her flesh despite the copious fluids her walls secreted, giving her the feeling of the perfect level of friction to make her release more of her fluids.

After a brisk moment, relaxed and fully submerged deep into Blue Bell's depths, Furia leaned over her and let go of her tail to wrap both hands around her hips. He leaned up to whisper in her ear. "Hope you're ready." Before she could respond, he gripped at her thighs and started to gyrate his hips opposite hers, maximizing the depth of thrust with every motion. As she went down, he went up; when she went up, he pulled away so that his cock head was just barely left inside.

This ensured that every thrust of his shared a touch with every inch of her from those thick, supple lips of hers to her very depths. He could feel the firmness that marked the entrance to her womb every time he got deep enough, his flare plugging it by smothering her cervix as his cock opening nestled tightly inside. The subtle way her lips peeled his skin back made him feel even more sensitive to the touch of her walls, a great way to entice him further, accented by the steady tingle of her bell.

Not that he needed extra encouragement. Furia had been pent up for days on their trip home and hadn't found the time to give her the attention she deserved; in his mind, he had a lot to catch up on!

Together, they worked hard to push against each other with Blue Bell arching her back and flagging her tail on every buck while he slammed his hips to hers repeatedly. The bulge of his flare pressed out against her walls to coax more of her fluids out of her, generously splashing down his shaft, balls, and upper legs to soak the plateau with their aura, the scent of carnal love.

Then, as he was getting even more vigorous with her, she lost her balance and fell to her side, landing on her flank while tugging him down with her as the bell on her neck rang loudly. His flare acted as a plug deep inside her and he landed on top of her with his cock still throbbing in her depths. He panted and smiled as he adjusted himself, widening his stance with his legs spread and knees down with his cock never slipping from her depths. He then leaned down as far as he could to bite her on her shoulder, nipping her proper like a feral stallion would.

With a gasp and a toss of her mane, Blue Bell whimpered and flailed her hooves a bit as she tried her best to raise one leg, hoping to give him better access to her pussy. It didn't work, but it did make her look like she was struggling and trying to get away.

Under normal circumstances this would appear like Furia was forcing himself on her, but the two of them had a very distinct dynamic in a situation like this and it was her way of telling him to be harder and rougher on her. Her 'struggling' was an indicator that he should express more dominance over her by holding her down, so that's exact what he did.

One hand wrapped around both of her hind hoofs and pinned them both to the ground as he grabbed her tail with his other hand and held her in place, growing rougher and thrusting deeper each and every time to the point she started scooting across the grass. Each of his bucks was met both with the combined huffs of his and her brisk exhalations as well as the faint tinging of her bell bouncing off her neck, at least until she twisted her head in such a way that the bell got pinned to the ground.

Furia kept at her, pumping her full of his precum as his fully expanded flare tugged on her flesh from within. His rhythm suffered a bit when he felt another warm trickle of her fluids splashing out against him, a distraction that urged him to grab her legs and flip her onto her back so that her hind legs were wrapped around his waist and her front legs were on his shoulders, where the two could stare into each others' eyes. The beauty of her irises made him stop, only to be coaxed forth once more as her walls clenched around him and practically tugged on him from the dexterity of her depths.

He grunted once and bit his lip before leaning in to nuzzle, lip, and nip at her neck as he let himself descend once more into the sort of carnal lust that only a stallion could provide. From this new position, he wasn't able to get as deep, but that meant that each thrust felt much stronger and more intense to her, which in turn made her push back and squeeze her loins even more.

Back and forth they went, perfectly in sync with Furia bucking with all the vigour of a feral stallion. He was actively pausing every few moments to keep himself from finishing too quickly, as he felt she deserved as long and passionate a lovemaking session as he could offer her, but it was not to be.

Blue Bell clenched and spurted another silken strand of her arousal down his shaft, the warmth and pressure catching him just right and in such a way that he was taken by surprise and couldn't help himself! Her tight sex had taken to milking him dry quick and hard, forcing him to grunt and flag his tail while bucking as hard and deep as he could go.

His cock throbbed and his flare exploded inside her as his veins throbbed and his shaft pulsated with the steady pump of his seed deep within her. While he was clenching his rump muscles to amplify the sensation, he could hear both the subtle squelches of her soaking wet flesh spurting bits of her fluids out against his belly, intensified by the added pressure of his own cum filling her.

With a few tense bucks, he leaned over her and covered her torso with his chest, nuzzling into her cheek and neck as his cock pumped the last of his seed into her depths. He lipped and nibbled her while his member grew soft and his flare deflated against the tightness of her walls, the combined mess of the both of them leaking out from between his flesh and hers. He kept grinding against her in hopes of staying inside a bit longer, but he found quickly that her tightness was too much for his withering cock and she was forcing him out against his will as her clit winked and her walls squeezed.

After a moment of bliss washed over him, he smiled and pecked her on the lips with a cute kiss. "I thought you'd be louder." He said with a bit of a laugh.

"I thought you'd finish quicker." She joked back. "You didn't have to hold on for me, you know I cum pretty quick, you don't have anything to prove." She then winked at him and giggled before giving him a peck of a kiss of her own.

Furia half-cocked a smirk as he got up and pulled out completely, letting the creamy mass of his seed leak out of her blue-fleshed vulva and soak the base of her tail. "You want some help cleaning that up?" He offered as he leaned in and gave her a gentle rub on her clit, coaxing a wink that forced more of it out.

She rolled onto her side and shook her head as she swiped her tail. "No, leave it there for now, I'll go clean up by the stream in a bit." With her on her side, she nodded her head to cncourage him to come cuddle. "For now, let's just enjoy the view."

Though he was a bit hesitant at the prospect of leaving such a sticky mess under her tail even for a few moments, he smiled and crawled over her as the two of them relaxed on the plateau of their front yard overlooking the lands below the escarpment.

It was going to be a hell of a week off.