{"sf1_id":1442,"sf2_id":"rm8xqJDm","title":"Guardian Angel","author":"Kjorteo Kalante","words":4306,"posted_at":"2004-01-03T21:03:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Dragon","Foot Fetish","Gay","Husky","M/M","Oral"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1442-guardian-angel","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8xqJDm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/22/b9/22b97a1f-53ab-4c8f-a1de-8c423a850144","description":"#1 of Other Stories\n\nA lonely husky finds out that dreaming about beautiful dragons can be just as good as the real thing.\nThis story is ancient. I don't even remember most of it, and given how much I tend to hate my older work, I'm honestly afraid to go back and check anything. Rather than facing the uncomfortable truth that this is what my writing used to look like, I'm just going to assume it's awful and move on.\nIf you actually like this story, I'm glad. I really am. I'm happy that I was able to make something that brightens your day in any way. Just ... know that we probably will have to respectfully disagree on it, is all.","content":"GUARDIAN ANGEL  \nBy Kjorteo Kalante, 2001  \n  \nBased very loosely on  \nOBJECT OF REFLECTION  \nFalv Numb, 2000  \n  \n·-÷÷-·  \n  \nAlan awoke with a vague uneasiness. Though his room looked just as it  \nalways had, something about the atmosphere seemed different. He couldn't  \nquite explain why, but he felt as though someone had been in his room during  \nthe night. Though the surroundings were familiar, gone were the feelings of  \nsecurity and warmth that are supposed to reside in one's own room. It was a  \nfeeling Alan couldn't define...it was as though the room was the same, yet  \ndifferent.  \n  \nHe quickly rose and checked the hiding places in his room, the places  \nwhere he stashed money and other items of value. He found everything  \nuntouched. He then looked about the rest of the room. He looked at the  \npile of clothes on the floor. He looked at the papers on his desk. He  \nlooked everywhere, trying to see anything that was out of place, that didn't  \nmatch his recollection of how they were before. Everything seemed to be  \nexactly the same, giving Alan the impression that either the intruder missed  \nthe valuables and masterfully covered his tracks, or that there was no  \nintruder.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As he continued to look about the room, his eyes fell upon the small  \nmirror he had mounted on the wall. He smiled faintly upon seeing his  \nreflection. He wasn't vain, but as he saw the same Siberian Husky morph  \nthat had been his form for all eighteen years of his life, he gave a small  \nsigh of relief. Like his room, he looked exactly the same. He took a small  \namount of comfort from that.  \nSince he was slowly starting to feel more at ease, he decided to examine  \nhimself a little more. Mostly to check on how well his body was being toned  \nby the exercise he had been doing lately, but also because the sight of his  \nown self was somehow comforting. It was something he could cling to in his  \nworried, somewhat paranoid state.  \nAlan was was somewhat lean, and of average build. Dark grey fur covered  \nmost of his body, though the underside of his muzzle, along with his neck,  \nstomach, and tail, were white. Patches of white also covered his hands and  \nfeet, giving the appearance of white gloves and boots. Alan musingly  \nreferred to his coat as \"a perfect contradiction of itself\" while in his  \nmore poetic moods, due to its contrasting white and grey.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Alan dressed himself, then decided that he should go shopping that day.  \nHe needed new clothes anyway, and he thought the trip might help him take  \nhis mind off the strange uneasy feeling. After calling his friend Jake and  \narranging a trip to the mall with him, he left the house.  \n  \n·-÷÷-·  \n  \n\"What do you think of this?\" Alan said as he excitedly held a pendant  \nup for Jake to see. The pendant was a small silver likeness of a dragon's  \nhead, with imitation jewels for eyes. Alan initially set out to buy  \nclothes, but as the two of them walked past the small collection of  \nmiscellaneous jewelry on display, the pendant caught his eye.  \n\"Um...I don't know...it looks cool, I guess. You have a thing for  \ndragons or something?\" Jake replied with feigned disgust. Jake was also a  \nHusky morph, and had build similar to Alan's. However, his coat was almost  \nentirely white, rather than the mix of white and grey that Alan had. Alan  \nand Jake had been friends since early childhood, and Jake knew he could  \npretend to attack Alan like that without upsetting him. Alan could also do  \nthe same to him. Both knew that the other never meant it, and that the  \nverbal play-biting was actually rather fun.  \n\"Well, no, but this one is pretty cool. Or do you have a thing AGAINST  \ndragons?\" Alan countered, as he continued to look at the pendant. He eyed  \nit with the same fascination as a child with his favorite toy.  \n\"No, dragons are fine, it's just that the idea of guys wearing necklaces  \nis a little weird.\" Jake said playfully. \"Just kidding, don't worry.\" he  \nadded with a smirk after Alan shot him a fake evil look.  \nAlan rolled his eyes and gave a small \"Yeah, yeah.\" He then paid for the  \npendant, and happily placed it around his neck as he walked away.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The two of them walked around the mall for a little over two hours,  \ntrying as best they could to not carelessly throw money at everything good  \nthey saw. Alan did overshoot his budget, but not by a lot, and the vast  \namount of things he got made it worth it in his opinion. Jake did get some  \nthings, but not as many, and thus was well within the limit of how much he  \nset out to spend.  \nEventually, Alan was in the mood for something to eat after all the  \nwalking around and shopping. Jake wasn't hungry, though, so he proposed  \nletting Alan eat while he went to window-shop at an electronics store.  \nAfter another hour or so, he would return, and meet Alan in the food court  \narea. Alan agreed to the plan, and left.  \n  \n·-÷÷-·  \n  \nThe food court area seemed particularly busy that day. Though there were  \nplenty of tables, all of them were taken. Alan scanned the area after  \nbuying his food, hoping to find any opening, seeing nothing. When his eyes  \nfell on a solitary table in the far corner of the square, he saw something  \nhe would never forget.  \nThere, sitting by itself, was a large anthro dragon. Alan couldn't tell  \nthe exact height of the dragon, as it was sitting down. However, he could  \nguess that it was around seven or seven and a half, perhaps eight feet tall.  \nIts scales were a soft grey, but they were very glossy, making them look  \nmore like a lustrous silver.  \nAs Alan approached the dragon, he started to see the details of its face.  \nIts head looked very much like Alan's pendant. Its face was drawn out in a  \nlong muzzle, with small nostrils at the tip. It had an external flap of  \nskin on each side of its head, serving as its ears. Two straight horns  \nprotruded out from behind the ears, ending in small points. Its deep  \nyellow eyes glowed softly, reminding Alan of the imitation jewels in his  \npendant. Its face somehow seemed masculine to Alan, causing him to assume  \nthe dragon was male.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Um...hello....\" Alan said weakly. He was timid enough that when the  \ndragon didn't move or say anything, Alan thought he hadn't heard him. He  \ncleared his throat and tried again. \"Um...hi...do you mind if I sit here?\"  \nThe dragon turned his head and looked at him, his eyes meeting Alan's. \"I  \nhate to impose....\" Alan began, as though the dragon was challenging him  \nwith his gaze, though the expression looked more like simple interest in  \nAlan. \"It's just that I couldn't find an empty table anywhere, and....\"  \n\"Oh, by all means, do sit down.\" the dragon responded politely, picking  \nup when Alan's voice trailed off. \"Don't worry, it's no bother at all.  \nWhat's your name, young one?\"  \n\"Alan...and yours?\" he replied. He was eighteen, and hated any comment  \nthat implied he was still a child, especially since his parents made them  \nfrequently. However, for some reason, the way the dragon called him \"young  \none\" didn't seem to bother him as much as he would have expected.  \nThe dragon paused, almost as if he had to think about the question before  \ndeciding on an answer. \"You may call me Basil.\" he said at last. He would  \nhave made a polite bow if he was standing up, but instead he simply slowly  \nbowed his head. \"I love your pendant, by the way.\"  \n\"Thank you...\" Alan said, looking down at the pendant. He realized again  \njust how much it looked like Basil, then slowly lifted his gaze again.  \n\"It's a pleasure to meet you.\" he added uneasily, mentally debating whether  \nhe should extend his hand. He had no idea how to handle talking to a  \ndragon, so he clung to the formalities and polite phrases he was taught to  \nsay as a child.  \n\"The pleasure is mine.\" Basil replied with a small smile, before finally  \nslipping away from the formulaic responses. \"Tell me, Alan...you seem  \nrather ill at ease. Do I intimidate you?\"  \n\"Oh, no, it's not that...it's just that I...um...haven't really ever seen  \na dragon before, you see. I didn't think they even existed...no offense or  \nanything.\"  \n\"Worry not, that's understandable.\" Basil said reassuringly. \"We tend to  \nkeep to ourselves, and hardly ever appear on this plane. I just came here  \nmyself out of loneliness.\"  \nAlan guessed that the way Basil referred to \"this plane\" meant that  \ndragons were etherial beings of some sort. Instead of asking about that,  \nthough, he decided to focus on Basil's being lonely. \"I'm so sorry....\" he  \nsaid sympathetically, working up the courage to put a hand on Basil's  \nshoulder. \"I know what it's like to not have anyone to talk to. I have a  \nfew friends now, but as a kid, I never really fit in anywhere, so I was  \nalone a lot then. You can talk to me, if you want....\"  \nBasil seemed moved by Alan's words. He smiled and looked at Alan, who  \nseemed to lose himself in the glow of his eyes. \"Why, thank you, young  \none...that means a lot to me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Alan disregarded being called \"young one\" again, because it didn't really  \nseem as bad coming from Basil. The two of them continued talking, mostly  \nabout Alan. Basil seemed highly interested in everything about Alan,  \nincluding his experiences as a child, his experiences as a young adult, how  \nhis schooling was going, and what he wanted to do with his life. Whatever  \nAlan could say about himself, Basil wanted to hear. Alan felt somewhat  \nconceited for going on about himself without hearing about Basil, but Basil  \nassured him that it didn't matter to him, and that talking about Alan was  \nfar more interesting.  \nFinally, Alan looked at the time, and realized that Jake would be looking  \nfor him. \"I'm sorry....\" he said to Basil, \"but I have to be going. I'm  \nsupposed to meet a friend about now.\" He paused, then added \"Can we meet  \nagain sometime?\" with a warm smile.  \nBasil looked at Alan and smiled back. \"Don't worry. We'll see each  \nother again. I know it.\"  \n  \nAlan stood up, and moments later he heard Jake's voice. \"There you are!\"  \nJake said as he walked up to him. \"Where were you, anyway? I've been  \nlooking everywhere!\"  \n\"You sound like my mom....\" Alan said with a smirk. \"Anyway, what do you  \nmean? I've been right here this whole time.\"  \n\"Bah. The three times I passed by this table, it was empty.\" Jake shot  \nback, making sure to emphasize \"three times.\"  \n\"You're kidding. I've been here this whole time, talking to--..\" Alan  \nsuddenly looked at the table, and saw that no one was there. \"To...  \nsomeone...I guess he left. But anyway, I never went anywhere.\"  \n\"Whatever. Let's just go, OK?\" Jake said with a little snort, while  \ngrabbing Alan as if to make sure he wasn't going to escape again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; ·-÷÷-·  \n  \nAlan didn't return until late that night. After talking with Basil and  \nmeeting up with Jake again, he decided to do some more shopping. He was  \ncompletely out of money, but he still walked around the mall and looked at  \neverything interesting, until Jake got sick of it and dragged him home.  \n  \nIt was fortunate for Alan that his parents were gone. If they had been  \nthere, there would be no end to the lectures on not staying out late, being  \nmore responsible, and the like. His parents meant well, but they were  \nseverely overprotective most of the time. Alan still couldn't believe that  \nhe actually managed to convince them to let him stay home by himself while  \nthey went on their business trip, though he certainly wasn't complaining.  \n  \nAs Alan returned to his room, he dropped his bag of purchases on the  \nfloor, deciding to sort everything out in the morning. He took off his  \npendant and put it on his desk, then undressed and tossed his clothes on the  \nfloor. He flopped down into his bed, and before long, settled into a  \ndream-filled sleep.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; ·-÷÷-·  \n  \nIn his dream, he was in his room. Everything looked the same...even the  \nheap of clothing and bag he left on the floor were there. He knew it was a  \ndream, though. He couldn't explain how he knew that, nor did he know why he  \nwas dreaming of his own room. Still, that was what it was. Somehow, he  \ncould feel it.  \nHe noticed something glowing on his desk. It was small, but extremely  \nbright. He saw that it was coming from his pendant...it wasn't the pendant  \nitself that was glowing, though. The light started near the pendant, but as  \nAlan watched, it slowly drifted through the air, and stopped above the foot  \nof his bed. Its glow suddenly intensified, forcing Alan to shield his eyes.  \nThe light soon faded, and when Alan could see again, he looked forward.  \nWhen he saw Basil, he gasped softly.  \nIt wasn't that Alan was shocked to see Basil in his room...he knew this  \nwas a dream, and thus, that anything could happen. Alan was just stunned by  \nhow beautiful Basil was. His scales seemed glossy in the mall, but now they  \nwere absolutely dazzling. They seemed to catch and absorb the moonlight,  \nand create a beautiful soft glow. He had no clothing, and Alan's gaze was  \ninstantly drawn to his sheath, and the two luscious balls that gently hung  \nbelow it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hello, young one....\" Basil said softly, as he slowly sat down on Alan's  \nbed. \"I told you we would see each other again.\"  \n\"What...what's going on?\" Alan stammered, more from distraction from  \nBasil's appearance than fear.  \n\"As I said, beings of my sort hardly ever appear on your plane. It is  \nrather diffucult to do, so I decided to bring us here instead.\"  \nAlan paused, trying to understand everything. If Basil wasn't of his  \nplane of existence, then... \"who...what are you?\"  \n\"It's rather difficult for me to explain...but I am a being that mostly  \nexists in subconscious and altered realities, such as dreams and visions. I  \nam very real, though...I just do not generally appear in the standard,  \nwaking world. It drains me to stray from the subconscious realities, and I  \ngenerally do not need to anyway.\"  \nThe last sentence intrigued Alan. \"Why is that?\"  \n\"Because I can still see the world through the eyes of people as they  \ndream. It can also give me a glimpse into their lives...in their dreams I  \ncan see their hopes and ambitions, their fears and regrets...though I  \nusually try not to be so intrusive. At the very worst, I quietly look into  \nsomeone in a dream, and then take away the recollection of that dream for  \nthem. However, this time....\" he trailed off, as if suddenly at a loss for  \nwhat to say next.  \n\"This time...?\" Alan asked, interested in Basil's story.  \n\"Well...as I was traversing between dreams, I found yours. You  \nintrigued me from the very beginning...you are a very beautiful creature,  \nyou know. I wanted to know all about you, but I just did not feel right  \neavesdropping on your dreams to find out. I must confess that, for at least  \na few times, I did look into you to learn about you, and erased the memory  \nof the encounter...but the more I learned, the more I was fascinated by you,  \nand I felt like I just could not keep doing that to such a beautiful  \ncreature...so instead I transcended into the waking world and guided you to  \nme, so that we could talk....\"  \nWith that, Basil moved forward slightly, resting on his hands as he  \ncontinued to look directly into Alan's eyes. \"I'm so very lonely, young  \none...I can see the world this way, but I can't experience it. I want  \nsomeone I can talk to...someone I can love. I don't mind bringing this  \nsomeone here, as long as I can do more than just look at them....\" he  \nsighed, and looked into Alan's eyes again, this time with a sense of longing  \nin his gaze, which Alan immediately picked up as he tried to handle the  \nrealization of what Basil wanted with him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Alan was lonely as well. He had friends, but no one to love...and he did  \nfind Basil beautiful, especially now. He realized that he wanted exactly  \nwhat Basil wanted. Instead of words, Alan answered him by slowly moving his  \nhead foward, until their muzzles met in a passionate kiss.  \nThough they were in a dream world, Alan could feel everything, and murred  \nslightly as their muzzles opened and their tongues met. Basil was caught  \noff-guard by the kiss, but eagerly joined in once he recovered. He thrusted  \nhis slightly forked tongue forward, exploring the inside of Alan's muzzle  \nwith it as Alan's tongue brushed against his in response.  \nAlan slowly moved one of his hands to the back of Basil's head, and  \npulled him closer as they continued to kiss. He wanted Basil, and the fact  \nthat Basil wanted him as well greatly fueled his desires.  \n  \nAlan was quickly growing aroused. He reluctantly broke the kiss, and  \nstarted to crawl out from under his covers and toward Basil, embracing him.  \nHe normally slept without clothing, and he became even more aroused as  \ntheir naked bodies rubbed against each other. Basil fell backward as Alan  \ncontinued to lean into him, until he was lying down with Alan on top of him.  \nAlan gave Basil another deep kiss, as his hands felt and rubbed the  \ndragon's chest. Basil wrapped his arms around Alan so he could feel his  \nback in return. Then, in one swift and playful motion, he rolled over, sat  \nup, and pressed his foot down on Alan's chest, pinning him. Alan was  \nsurprised, but didn't mind, and giggled slightly. Basil grinned and lowered  \nhis head, licking Alan's muzzle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Alan wanted to try something. He brought his hands to the foot Basil  \nplaced on his chest. Basil expected him to try and move it, but instead he  \nstarted stroking it, tracing along the patterns of its scales. He broght  \nhis head forward and kissed the foot, and then slowly slid his tongue out of  \nhis muzzle, licking it. Basil wasn't quite sure what Alan was doing, but he  \nenjoyed the feeling of Alan's affections, so he let him continue.  \nAs Alan's tongue slid across the top of Basil's foot, his hands rubbed  \nand massaged around the heel. He lifted it up slightly, so he could lick at  \nthe underside as well. He found Basil's taste to be almost as exquisite as  \nhis appearance, and he licked more fiercely. Basil purred slightly, growing  \nincreasingly fond of the feeling. Alan then opened his muzzle and pulled  \nBasil's foot closer, taking one of the three long clawed toes inside.  \nCareful not to slice himself with Basil's talon, Alan started licking  \nBasil's toe from inside his muzzle. He massaged the rest of the foot with  \nhis hands while his tongue was busy. He opened his muzzle more, and took  \nanother, and finally all three toes inside his mouth. His tongue bathed  \neach one, tracing along the shape of each toe, working its way from the tip  \nof each talon to where the toes met the rest of the foot. He wrapped up his  \nwork by slipping his tongue between Basil's toes, licking their sides with  \nthe same eagerness he licked everything else.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; By the time Alan finished, Basil had grown to love the feeling, and  \nbecame aroused by Alan's continued ministrations. Alan looked up, and  \nsalivated all over again at the sight of Basil's member starting to slip out  \nof its sheath. He crawled forward, and placed a hand on Basil's shoulder,  \npushing gently to get him to lie down again. His other hand found Basil's  \nsheath, and gripped the base, lightly squeezing it. Basil murred deeply,  \nhis member continuing to stiffen and grow. Alan grinned and licked a small  \nbead of precum off its tip, causing Basil to moan and arch his back  \nslightly. Alan decided to give Basil's cock the same attention he had given  \nhis toes.  \nBasil moaned again, more loudly this time, as Alan began to swallow his  \nmember, opening his muzzle and lowering it slowly. More precum started to  \ncome forth, and Alan eagerly licked that up as well. He then moved his  \ntongue lower, dragging along Basil's shaft. Basil moaned, but then put a  \nhand on Alan's head and held him back before the first signs of his climax  \ncould arrive. \"Wait....\" he said, panting slightly. Alan looked up at  \nhim confusedly. \"I can't go off now, there's something else I want to  \ndo first....\" Alan slowly raised his head, releasing Basil's cock, and  \nlooking at him obediently. Basil looked back at him lovingly, and quietly  \ntold him to turn around.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Alan grinned, getting an idea from the command and quickly accepting it.  \nHe did as he was told, turning away from Basil, and held still on all fours  \nas he raised his tail slightly. Basil murred and grinned. \"That's it....\"  \nAlan sighed as he felt the tip of Basil's member prod around his rear,  \nlooking for its target. Finally it lined up with his hole, and as Basil  \nheld Alan's tail with one hand and one of Alan's hips with the other, it  \nslowly started to sink in. Alan yipped slightly, but relaxed his muscles,  \nallowing Basil inside, surrendering his body to him.  \nLubricated by Alan's saliva and more of Basil's precum, Basil's cock  \nsank the rest of the way inside. Alan quivered slightly, feeling a warm  \nfullness which soon spread to the rest of his body. Slowly he felt the  \nfullness retracting as Basil pulled backward slightly, and then come over  \nhim again as he thrust back in. Basil was slowly developing a rhythm,  \nthrusting in and out of Alan while being careful not to hurt him.  \n  \nBasil moaned again, loving the tight warmth surrounding his cock. He  \nrewarded Alan by reaching down and gripping his own eager member. Alan  \nmoaned, instinctively thrusting into Basil's hand as his own member came  \nforth from its sheath. He then thrust back against Basil's meat, eager to  \nbe filled. Soon he had his own rhythm, thrusting between Basil's hand and  \nhis cock.  \nBasil started running his hand along Alan's member, pumping up and down  \nthe shaft. Alan moaned loudly, releasing large amouts of precum from the  \nsudden pleasure. Basil let it soak into his hand, and then used it as a  \nlubricant, pumping Alan's shaft even faster and more fiercely. Alan was  \noverwhelmed by the pleasure, and soon his climax hit, his cock pulsing and  \nfiring several large streams of his cum into the bed below. Eager to bring  \nabout Basil's orgasm as well, Alan flexed his anal muscles, trying to  \nsqueeze and milk Basil's cock as he continued to thrust wildly. The idea  \nworked, Basil finding himself unable to deal with the added pleasure and  \nfiring his own load deep into Alan, filling his warm insides with his hot  \nseed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Completely spent, the two of them collapsed onto the bed. Alan fell into  \nhis own pool of seed, which quickly soaked into his stomach. He found the  \nsensation oddly pleasant, though nothing compared to the liquid warmth  \ninside his bowels. Basil rested on top of him, and Alan could feel his  \nweight and the expanding and contracting of his chest as he breathed. He  \nloved it all.  \n\"That...was....\" Basil started, letting the thought trail off as he was  \ntoo spent, and too speechless, to finish. Instead, he brought his hands to  \nAlan's head, lovingly scritching behind his ears, as he gave the top of his  \nmuzzle a lick. Alan needed no further explanation, the loving gestures  \ndoing more than words ever could. \"Thank you...you too...\" Alan managed,  \nas the room around Alan slowly began to fade. It was almost like drifting  \noff to sleep, though he was already in this dream world. The scene faded  \ncompletely, as if the dream was ending.  \n  \n·-÷÷-·  \n  \nAlan awoke in his room. He had the feeling that someone had been in  \nthere again, though this time he didn't feel uneasy about it. After all,  \nnow he knew who it was.  \nHe must have just not remembered the previous times...or Basil erased the  \nmeories after the encouters, as he said. Apparently, though, this time  \nBasil let him keep them, as he could clearly remember everything, right down  \nto how it all felt.  \nHe wondered, though. Was it real? Did Basil really exist, and did he  \nbring him to a dream world so they could be with each other? Or did the  \ndream just come from his own imagination, a product of wishful thinking  \nafter meeting Basil the mall?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He looked at his bed. It looked neat. Except for the fact that he had  \nbeen sleeping in it, it looked perfectly made. He ran a hand along his  \nstomach, and along the surface of the bed. Not a trace of his cum could be  \nfound anywhere, nor could he feel any of Basil's inside him. Though he  \ncould clearly remember every detail of that dream, he wondered if maybe it  \nwasn't real after all. He was reassured, though, when he looked on his  \ndesk, and saw the same glow coming from his pendant. As soon as he looked  \nat it, it faded, but not before Basil's voice registered in his mind.  \n\"I am with you always, young one....\"  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Other Stories","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/95651-escape.json"}}