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A naked Damian stood in his bedroom doorway as he gazed upon Acadia's raised hindquarters as she leaned against his bed, her dripping pussy looking so inviting. They'd already had sex not a day earlier, but it had felt like a lifetime for the lovesick man as need consumed him. No doubt Acadia shared his feelings, given her state of body and mind at the moment.

“Please," moaned Acadia, her voice hoarse with lust as she wiggled her rump seductively. “Take me…" Damian's cock was at full mast, oozing precum at the mere sight of his lover acting in such a salacious manner. “Fuck me…" Her sexy voice slithered into his ears as he neared her. “Breed me…" He couldn't take his eyes off of her beautiful blue ones, that charming smile tearing through his resistance like claws against skin. “Make me yours and yours alone…" she crooned as Damian roughly grabbed her by the hips, causing Acadia to yelp in surprise. This was it. No going back now. Damian's mind grew hazy as lust consumed his entire being, thrusting his penis forward-

An alarm snapped him from his dream before he could revel in the pleasure they would've felt together. Damian sighed as he laid on his side, a massive hard-on stretching his boxer-briefs taut. Stupid alarm ruining what would've been an awesome dream. With a groggy groan and a bad case of bed head, he rose and started his day. As much as he wanted to masturbate to get rid of his morning wood, he just didn't have the time. He'd been told by his boss he wanted him by the office on time to file an assload of paperwork today. Yay. He waited for it to soften up on its own before putting on a fresh pair of underwear along with his usual attire of a t-shirt and jeans. He made his way to the kitchen after a spray of cologne, opening the freezer and taking out a quick microwavable breakfast bowl. As it heated, he leaned against the counter and thought of Acadia. His whole body turned warm and fuzzy, recalling how she told him he was truly special to her. He went into his “thinking stance" as he tried to plan their date. A walk in the park, then dinner at his house… Then what? His lovesick mind wandered back to his dream as he ate. Unless she was in heat or had a hidden kinky side, surely there was no chance of her acting that way, right? Images and sounds appeared in his mind's eye: her lustful gaze, her sweet voice, her sopping wet-NO! BAD DAMIAN! He scolded himself, feeling himself chub up. He quickly pushed the dirty thoughts from his mind as he finished eating. Besides, at the brothel, she was paid. Here, she wasn't. She needed… deserved respect more than anything. A brush of his teeth later, he headed out the door to his job.

“Damian," said a rather rotund man clad in a business suit as Damian walked into the office. “Just the guy I wanted to see. I want you to-"

“I know, Mr. Grant," said Damian, walking past him and to his work booth. “File the paperwork." He sat down at his desk, on which an absolutely massive stack of papers sat, a computer at his side. He sighed and put a hand to his temple, impatience setting in as he slumped back in his chair. But he put that past him as he buried his impatience and decided to be the dutiful man he was. Plugging in headphones into his computer and starting a playlist of favorite songs to combat boredom, Damian straightened his posture and got to business. It was going to be a loooong day.

After what seemed like hours, which it very well might have, one of Damian's top favorites came on: “Don't Let Go" by Bryan Adams and Sarah McLachlan, from some cartoon movie about a horse he couldn't remember off the top of his head. The song spoke to his heart, lifting his spirits whenever he needed it. Then again, there was that time an old Dryosaur flame of his broke up with him. The song didn't help much then… Anyway, the beauty of the song and the repetitive motions of his filing sent Damian into a world within his mind, one he shared with Acadia. He could feel how soft and warm her body was, see those beautiful eyes staring into his, hear her honeyed voice whisper into his ears. The world just didn't seem right now that he wasn't close to her. His mind wandered farther, imagining her hot pussy clenching tightly around his cock as she moaned his name in orgasm. “Damian… Damian… Damian!"

“Damian!" said a man's voice, snapping Damian from his daydream. His heart sank as the fantasy faded from his mind's eye. It had seemed so real.

“Yeah?" asked Damian as he looked up at Alan, a good friend of his who worked in a booth neighboring his. He was holding Damian's headphones in his hand, having apparently not noticed.

“Lunch is in twenty minutes," said Alan. “Grant's not gonna be happy if you haven't finished by then. You feeling alright, bud?"

“Yeah, I'm fine," said Damian with a dismissive wave of a hand. “We'll talk about it over lunch. I'd best get back to work."

“Okay. See you then." Alan sat back down as Damian returned to his work. He shook his head to clear it. What the hell was that? Never before had he erotically fantasized at work. Damian reasoned that Acadia must be some girl if she managed to do that to him. He felt a familiar tightness in his crotch, embarrassment taking over as he realized he'd popped another boner. Despite being mostly obscured by his desk and booth, he wished he could just blink out of existence right then and there.

One twenty minute ass-busting filing session later, Damian joined Alan for lunch in the break room, sitting on opposite sides of a small table.

“So," said Alan with a mouth full of ham sandwich. “What is it you wanted to talk about?" Damian hesitated, his heart racing. Alan was a straight paleosexual like himself, and the one who recommended him The Brothel That Time Forgot to begin with, but what was he going to say? “'Hey man, I fell in love with this raptor prostitute at that place you recommended me, and now I've got a date at the park with her later?'" Maybe he could tell a little white lie… No, he needed the truth. He took a deep breath as he gathered his thoughts, finally speaking with fingertips pressed together.

“Look," said Damian. “So I went to The Brothel That Time Forgot-"

“Nice." said Alan with a small nod.

“And I met up with this Deinonychus-"

“Nice."

“Let me finish, would you? God, you're a good friend but you don't know how to shut up at times."

“Sorry," said Alan. “Continue."

“Anyway, I got with this Deinonychus named Acadia, and… now I've got a date with her at the park today. Do you have any advice for dating a Deinonychus, or raptors in general?" Turns out it was that simple.

“Well," said Alan with a grin. It warmed his heart knowing his friend was coming to him for advice. “At the moment, I'm dating Red, a Utahraptor. Absolute hell of a girl-"

“Yes, I know, I've met her." interjected Damian in a deadpan manner.

“Who's interrupting who now? Anyways, dromaeosaurs typically like cuddling, loyalty, and someone who can help provide for them, just to name a few important things. When it comes to gifts, get them shiny stuff like jewelry or a locket or something. They also love to eat poultry. So how is she?"

“She's incredible," said Damian as a blissful smile appeared on his face, his mind wandering again. Visions of the Deinonychus filled his head again as his heart fluttered. “So beautiful and sweet…"

“Hello, Earth to Damian," said Alan, knocking on his friend's forehead lightly. “Snap out of it, dude. She must be something if she's able to entrance you like that."

“Yeah, she is. And she's an excellent bedmate, if you get my drift." Alan's face then turned into one of concern as he tapped his fingers on the table nervously. How was he going to tell his buddy this?

“Look, bud," said Alan, his face sincere as he put a hand on Damian's shoulder. “I know she means a lot to you, but if she works at a brothel… How do you know she didn't lift her tail for anyone else after you left?" Doubt and fear suddenly took hold of Damian as his rational, non-lovesick mind returned. Would she have done that even after their time together?

“Well, I mean, she mentioned I was her first and only partner after a week of her being there. And that I was the first stranger to make her feel special."

“I'm not saying she's unfaithful… but I mean, she's a prostitute. It's kinda her job." Alan said, trying to make his friend understand.

“Then why not ask her if she wants to apply for a new one?" asked Damian, hope in his voice. “A new coffee shop recently opened up in town, and they're in need of employees."

“Eh, it could work," said Alan with a shrug. “Anyway, I hope the best for you both. Good luck on your date." He patted his friend's shoulder, a sincere smile on his face.

“Thanks, man," said Damian, standing up when he saw other coworkers head back to their booths. “See you later."

“See ya." said Alan, watching his friend turn and leave.

Once lunch was finished, the work day passed rather quickly. Damian headed home to freshen up and put on a nicer set of clothes before heading to the park, his mind still thinking about what Alan had told him. Would she have accepted another's private company after him? The question ate at his heart as doubt clouded his mind. What if Acadia was some run-of-the-mill slut who raised her tail for anyone and everyone to use her as they pleased? No. No, of course not. She probably went back to sitting on the couch, alone and practically invisible. Still, Damian would ask about the potential for a new job like he said he would. Brushing his hair back and putting on another spray of cologne, the man made his way to the park, his heart singing with glee as the wait to reunite with Acadia was finally over.

An afternoon sun illuminated a wide expanse of well-kept grass and concrete trails with numerous bushes, flower beds, and trees alongside them. Humans and prehistorics of small and medium size walked along trails or lounged in the grass. A large pond, home to a flock of ducks and geese, lay in the heart of the park. And at a bench near that pond sat Acadia, just as lovesick and eager as Damian was. Her heart ached for the one who made her see herself not as drab and ugly, but beautiful and unique. She purred happily as she observed a mallard and duck swim up to her, followed by a group of fuzzy brown ducklings.

“Hey, little guys," she said in a cutesy voice, ducking her head down as the ducklings approached her. “Oh, you are just the cutest little things!" She began to babble in baby talk to them as she wagged her tail like an ecstatic dog.

“Big fan of babies?" came a voice from behind her. Oh God, someone saw her. Her feathers stood on end as mortification paralyzed her body and voice. But as she recognized the voice, she couldn't be happier. Her heart thumped as she spun around, seeing the picture of charm and masculine attractiveness, clad in a red semi-formal button-up shirt and jeans, his hair brushed back and teeth sparkling.

“Damian," she said joyously as she ran up and nuzzled his cheek. “I've really missed you."

“Me too, Acadia," said Damian warmly as he embraced her in a hug, enjoying the feel of her softness after their time apart. “It's practically been torture for me all day."

“Same here," said Acadia after she and Damian finally pulled away from each other. “And yeah, female dromaeosaurs are hardwired with powerful maternal instincts. Babies are pretty much our Kryptonite."

“That's adorable." said Damian with a wide grin. His mind flashed back to her remark of him potentially getting her pregnant. He wondered if she'd end up an adorable babbling mess 24/7.

“So what do you want to do first?" asked Acadia, her perfect smile returning as she lightly wagged her tail.

“I was thinking a walk on the trails, then we could just sit on the grass for a while, then it's off to my place for dinner and a movie. Chicken tortellini and Aquaman okay?"

“Of course," said Acadia gleefully as her plume flared. “I love Italian food and superhero movies! This actually works out perfectly because I haven't gotten around to seeing Aquaman yet."

“Perfect. Now then," said Damian as he gave a dramatic bow and offered a hand. “Shall we begin, my lady?"

“Yes we shall, my charmer." giggled Acadia as he took his hand.

The two of them walked side by side along the main path of the park, admiring the scenery. They passed by a variety of humans and prehistorics: a lone woman with her two children, an old bull Styracosaurus, and a man seemingly also on a date with a male Geosternbergia to name a few. Now's your chance, Damian, he thought.

“Look, Acadia," said Damian, scratching the back of his head nervously. “There's something really important I've got to ask you."

“What is it?" said Acadia as she nuzzled his arm affectionately. The action only increased Damian's unease and dread. How was he going to put it? A moment passed before he willed up the courage. He was just going to ask.

“Acadia, did you take any more customers after I left?" He gazed at her sincerely, Acadia gazing right back as she answered his question.

“No, Damian," she said before giving him a quick kiss on the lips. “I didn't. You're all the man I need." Instantly, relief coursed through his body like a river of warmth. His mind now at peace, he rested his hand on Acadia's back, guiding her to a nice spot under an oak tree to lay.

“Thank you, Acadia." said Damian as he rested his head on her back and scratched underneath her chin.

“You're welcome, Damian," purred Acadia. “Tell you what. I'll ask my boss tomorrow if I can switch over to being a waitress. It's not like I've been rolling in customers anyway."

“Acadia?" came a masculine voice, deep and powerful. Damian and Acadia turned to see who was speaking. The sight that greeted Damian was a surprisingly familiar one to say the least. It was the red Deinonychus from the night before, and the woman he was dominating right next to him, the both of them stood on the trail next to where Damian and Acadia were laying. Damian turned so red and hot one might have mistaken him for a feverish tomato.

“Roni? What are you doing here?" asked Acadia, rising to her feet and walking towards them as Damian did the same.

“Oh, just out on a stroll with my new girl Sam here." said the male Deinonychus as he nuzzled her shoulder. “We had a hell of a time last night, didn't we?"

“That we did." said Sam, smiling and putting an arm around Roni's shoulders. The raptor gave a small lick to her nose, the woman returning the gesture with a quick peck to his. This was all a bit confusing for Damian. This raptor dom who's not all that dommy knew Acadia, the former shrinking violet?

“Okay, hang on," said Damian, pointing a finger upwards. “You two know each other?"

“Yep," said Acadia with a smile. “Damian, this is my one supporter at the brothel, Roni. He may seem rather scary, but he's actually really kind and gentle."

“I knew you'd manage to snag someone eventually," said Roni with a wink. “Good for you. And good for you for finally picking her and boosting her self-esteem."

“She told you about me?" asked Damian, feeling quite flattered.

“Of course," said Roni. “Thank you, Damian, for giving her a little push in the right direction and a good time. She wouldn't stop swooning for you after you left." Roni's words touched his heart. He almost didn't believe that this raptor was the same one he peeped in on last night.

“Thank you, Roni," said Damian with a smile. “That means a lot to me."

“You're quite welcome, Damian." said Roni with a slight bow of his head.

“So how did you and Sam meet?" asked Acadia as Damian blushed.

“Well," said Sam. “We actually met under sort of similar circumstances. Initially I was a bit skeptical, but eventually I let him… well, you know. I asked him if he wanted to come to the park today, and he accepted my offer. I've been looking for a big, strong prehistoric to sweep me off my feet, and it looks like Roni is just the kind of guy I've been wanting for so long," Something about the way she said big and strong implied she wasn't exactly being subtle about the beginnings of their sex life. “You okay, Damian? You look kind of red."

“No, no, I'm fine," said Damian, trying to play it cool. He thanked God they hadn't seen him peeping in last night. “I just remembered this little embarrassing thing that happened to me years ago." An awkward silence followed as crickets began to chirp, all too fitting for the momentary pause.

“Anyway, me and Roni had best be off," said Sam, breaking the silence. “We've got the rest of our date to finish and a big night ahead of us. I wish you both the best of luck." Roni warbled with excitement at the mention of their “big night", blushing and struggling to keep an erection under control. His human consort gave him a sly and seductive wink.

“See you later, and thank you both." said Acadia as they walked down the trail.

“Anytime." called out Roni as he and Sam faded into the distance.

“Anyway," said Damian, crossing his arms. “It's getting kinda dark. What say we head back to my place?"

The two of them entered Damian's house soon after, the sun now having nearly fallen below the horizon.

“So is there anything I can do to help with dinner?" asked Acadia as she sat down on the living room sofa, Damian stepping into the kitchen and leaning over the counter.

“No, no, no," said Damian with a dismissive wave. “You're a guest in my home, I'm making dinner myself. It's the least I could do." Acadia watched with a smile as Damian got dinner going. He continued to impress with each heartwarming act after the next. Making her feel special, boosting her confidence, giving her the most pleasure she's ever felt… what next?

The chicken tortellini was cooked to perfection. Damian and Acadia sat on the couch, watching their movie as they ate. Acadia's bowl was empty in nearly half the time Damian's was. Turns out she wasn't lying when she said she loved Italian.

“My compliments to the chef." said Acadia, licking her lips clean of alfredo sauce and savoring the taste.

“And my thanks to the lovely lady that enjoyed my cooking." said Damian, laying down sideways as he set his bowl next to Acadia's on a TV tray next to the couch. The raptor snuggled up close to him and put her head on his chest, loving the feel and sound of his heartbeat. Damian's attention turned to her as she watched the movie, a certain charming nerdiness about her. He smiled, loving the fact that she was just as much a superhero movie fan as he was. He began to scratch her head, causing her to close her eyes and purr, focusing on his heavenly hands once more.

“Can you pause it?" sighed Acadia. Damian smiled and paused the movie, all too eager to pamper Acadia as she scooched in even closer.

Damian kissed at her neck, remembering how much she enjoyed it last night. Sure enough, Acadia moaned as one of her erogenous zones was set off.

“Oh, yes, that's the spot." said Acadia. Her heart rate increased steadily as Damian's hands went lower, rubbing over her stomach, then slowly entering her pussy. Erotic fire burned inside the both of them as they grew more and more aroused, their mouths meeting in a passionate kiss. His index and middle fingers rubbed around the velvety softness of her vagina, causing Acadia to moan into the kiss. Damian's fingers slipped out of her, teasing and gently spreading her vulva. Acadia was steadily growing more and more aroused, heat building within her despite not actually being in her biological heat. Damian then twirled around and pressed down on her clitoris, sending electric jolts of pleasure that drove her wild. She thought about Damian's words to her: “I want to spend every waking moment with you… making love." While that certainly was true, right now Acadia desired something far more than the gentle warmth of soft, tender love. She wanted the raging flames of pure, unadulterated lust.

“Please," said Acadia, her voice hoarse with need. “I need your big cock inside me, right now. I don't care where, I just need it!" She got up and began to undo his pants, unlatching the button and grabbing the zipper between her teeth. Damian watched, surprised and wide eyed at her sudden outburst, as she swiftly pulled his pants and underwear to his ankles. Acadia once again was entranced by that magnificent penis of his, licking it to full hardness as soon as she freed it. She took in deep sniffs of his masculine musk, the scent of it driving her heightened senses insane with lust. Damian rose to a seated position and gently grabbed her muzzle as it hovered over his cock.

“Is that blowjob offer still up?" he asked, smirking as if he didn't already know the answer.

Acadia opened her mouth, panting like a bitch in heat, as Damian slowly placed his shaft inside her waiting maw. The hot, slick confines of her mouth were just as good as her pussy. Damian guided the first few bobs of her head, as she was admittedly a small bit clumsy at this, but she soon got the hang of it. Damian moaned as he thrusted into the bobs of her head, his hands placed atop her muzzle. Acaida's eyes opened and looked up at Damian, allowing him to look into those beautiful eyes of hers. They both had been waiting… pining for a chance to be together in body again. And now, all that time was worth it. Acadia moaned as she pinned his cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, suckling it as Damian let out a moan of his own. The raptor giggled at his reaction, enjoying how he now started to thrust faster. She in turn sped up the up and down motions of her head, trying to keep pace with him. Suddenly, Damian's hands grabbed the back of her head and pushed down until the tip of her snout touched his crotch. Acaida's eyes widened as she let out a muffled squawk of surprise, Damian's semen shooting into her mouth in great amounts, smelling deliciously musky so close to her nose. She couldn't explain it, but if anything, the act only made her even more horny. After a few moments of bodily twitching, Damian's orgasm ended, Acadia releasing his penis with a gasp for air.

“Can you open your mouth?" asked Damian, panting. Acadia smiled and opened her maw wide, allowing him to see his own cum pooled around or sticking in near vertical strands on her palate and tongue. The erotic sight flipped a switch in Damian's mind and body.

“Now swallow it," he suddenly said with a gleam in his eyes. “All of it." Acaida was surprised, her plume flaring as she realized this was no question. It was a command. One she followed without hesitation as she trilled in excitement and gulped down the human's seed. God, it tasted like the godliest nectar unimaginable by mortal tongues. After a few swallows, Acadia opened her mouth wide again, showing to Damian she had finished it all.

“Good girl." crooned Damian lustily as he cupped her head. The sound of it just felt incredibly hot to both of them. He guided the tip of her snout to his balls, Acadia happily breathing in his scent as Damian rubbed his cock on top of her muzzle. He marked her as his, smearing his hot cum over her scales.

“My good girl deserves a reward," said Damian as he wiped the last of his sperm down her snout and off her nose. He stood and they switched positions, Acaida's back facing the couch and him facing her. “Turn around and lift your tail for me." Acaida didn't need to be told twice as she obeyed without question. She leaned forward and laid her cum-covered muzzle on the sofa cushions, spreading her legs wide and presenting her swollen and dripping pussy. She looked back at Damian with a pleading expression, like a puppy wanting a treat. Damian knelt and began to eat her out, rewarding Acadia with oral-given pleasure. She moaned as his tongue entered her, twirling around in circles as it rubbed against her inner walls. Acadia couldn't believe she was doing this. She wasn't against it by any means, she just surprised herself by acting this way so suddenly, much less at Damian. He took his tongue and flicked it rapidly over her clit, sending her into hysterics as her feminine nub came under attack.

“Damian," she moaned huskily. “Stop, it's too-aaahhh!" She screamed as Damian took her clit in his mouth and moaned continuously, vibrating it and sending her over the edge, waves of pleasure crashing down on her. Her legs shook, threatening to give way under the orgasmic onslaught. Meanwhile, Damian gulped down her femcum as it flooded out of her slit, tasting so sweet on his tongue.

Acadia finally relaxed, panting, as afterglow took her. But she suddenly felt hands firmly grasp the erogenous zone that was her tail. Acadia both dreaded and anticipated what that meant. Then, still quite sensitive from her recent orgasm, her pussy was penetrated by Damian's still erect penis. He fucked her at a medium pace, pushing in and out of her as she moaned wantonly. This wasn't the slow and gradual love making of their first time. This was something a tad bit more rougher than that. Acadia's claws gripped tightly at the sofa, being careful not to damage it. The combined feeling of being submissive to Damian, having just orgasmed, and him handling her tail and penetrating her pussy was just too much for her. Not being able to handle so much pleasure in such a short amount of time, the raptor's mind had effectively switched off, only focusing on one thing: pleasing her human. She turned her head to face him, screaming his praises.

“Yes! Fuck me harder! Fill my womb with your hot cum!" Damian complied, placing his hands on her shoulders to keep her still. He slammed his cock in and out of her divine flower hard and fast as he leaned in close to her ears.

“That's it," said Damian in a low voice, savoring the feel of his raptor's pussy as it squeezed his penis tightly. “You love my human cock, don't you? I can't wait to paint your womb white." He slowed down but put more power behind his thrusts, rocking Acadia back and forth as they shook the sofa. Acadia's feathers once again muffled what would've been meaty slaps, the sound being a sharp thump instead.

“God, you're so fucking hot," groaned Damian. “So good."

“Thank you," moaned Acadia, her voice shaking. “Do you like the thought of making me pregnant? Of making me heavy with your eggs?" Deep within her mind, Acadia was surprised by her own dirty talk. Was that her rational side talking, or the lust-crazed raptor she was right now? In any case, it only spurred Damian on even further, thrusting hard and fast again repeatedly into her dripping snatch, her tongue lolling out of slack jaws as her mind practically broke from overstimulation. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her tightly as he felt his release coming quickly. In a primal frenzy, he bit down on Acadia's neck, ignoring the feeling of a mouthful of feathers. The raptor gasped sharply before her pussy pulsated around his cock, screaming Damian's name and letting out a shrill, bestial screech as she orgasmed. In that same instant, Damian released her neck and moaned intensely, thrusting his deepest and flooding Acadia's pussy with his seed.

“Yes! Breed me!" screamed Acadia, loving having his hot, thick cum warm the depths of her insides. It filled her pussy and womb so much that it squirted out the sides around his shaft, spilling to the floor with almost hose-like power. In mind-shattering orgasm, their minds regressed into their most basic instincts: Damian a primal male breeding his mate, and Acadia a feral raptor desiring only to be full of her mate's potent seed.

Damian collapsed on top of her, his penis still lazily spurting semen into Acadia until it stopped. They paused to catch their breath, the only sound for the moment being their lazy panting. They both couldn't believe they'd fucked that hard so soon after meeting one another. Damian's hands rubbed her soft belly feathers before moving over to where her womb was. Maybe it was just his sex-addled brain, but he could've sworn the area was slightly distended.

“You're such a good girl," he crooned, nibbling where he bit her roughly before. “A cute raptor slut full of my spunk. Do you like it, Acadia?" He thrusted once to accentuate his question.

“Yes…" slurred Acadia, her eyes almost completely rolled back, her tongue flopped to one side of her panting mouth.

“Do you like me fucking you like you're a slut in heat?" Thrust.

“Yes…"

“If you want, you could carry my cum around inside you every day." Thrust.

“Yesss…" Damian slowly pulled out from her as she kept her rump high, her pussy almost constantly leaking cum as it ran down her legs and pubic area, eventually dripping onto the hardwood floor. He spread her already gaping pussy even wider with his hands, trying to get a better view of his semen within. Damian didn't know he could even make that much. He figured after all that time waiting for Acadia, his balls must've went into overdrive in anticipation.

“Good girl." said Damian as he lightly slapped her rear before massaging it. Acadia chirped happily, now snapped out of her sex-induced trance. Dear God, how in the hell did he even manage to do that?

Damian sat down as Acadia went to work cleaning his semi-erect shaft, the human stroking her head softly. She looked up at him with half-lidded eyes as she licked and lapped at his semi-erect member, enjoying how good he made her feel, sexually and romantically. The feeling was mutual on Damian's end, the human loving how this shy raptor quickly turned into a nymphomaniac slut when pushed hard enough. Not only was it pleasurable to him and her both, it also helped her get out of her shell. Acadia's tongue returned to her mouth as she rubbed her muzzle against Damian's cock, both to dry it and imbue her scales with his musk.

After she was finished, they locked eyes and lips, embracing in a deep post-coitus kiss. Despite the rough nature of their most recent coupling and their choice of words while doing so, the two of them truly and deeply loved each other.

“Get up," said Damian softly, breaking the kiss as he and Acadia rose from the sofa. The Deinonychus flashed him her cum-filled pussy one last time, a grin on her muzzle. Oh, how Damian loved the view. “You really are a dirty girl, you know that?" he asked as he converted the sofa into a makeshift bed. Acadia blushed at his comment as Damian noticed she was getting onto the sofa with her pussy still dripping with his semen. But he didn't mind, despite the pain it would be to clean later. They lay down together, her back snuggled up against Damian's front as he hugged and stroked her belly.

“I want your seed to stay in and on me," crooned Acadia, turning her head to face Damian. “It just… makes me feel so warm and alive." Her mind was in bliss, feeling warm cum leaking out of her pussy. She couldn't help but grind her legs together in joy. Her wiggling pushed out more cum to mark her well-used vagina.

“You're really kinky for being so adorable." Acadia giggled and exhaled softly as she enjoyed his gentle massage, having no desire to leave his arms anytime soon. A thought crossed her mind. Her shift started in the evening, and she couldn't afford to not go another night.

“You don't mind if I stay the night, do you?" asked Acadia, turning her head towards Damian.

“Not at all." said the human with a smile. A short silence followed as they basked in enjoyment of each other's company.

“Damian," said Acadia suddenly. “What does this whole thing mean to you?"

“Well, I've been thinking about you practically non-stop since we met," said Damian. “You really mean a lot to me, and… I'm thinking I might want to give a serious relationship a try." Acaida was honestly quite surprised at his remark. Words failed her, her mind struggling to decide what to make of it. Ultimately, she turned around to face her lover. She took his hand in a paw, the two of them kissing deeply once again before Acadia gave her response.

“Me too, Damian." she sighed happily. Damian's heart practically burst from his chest as he gazed upon her beautiful eyes looking sincerely into his. With a rub of her muzzle and a peck on the tip of her snout, he embraced her in a deep hug, exhaustion getting the better of them both.

“Good night, Damian." said Acadia as she purred. The sound soothed the human's entire being.

“Good night," said Damian. “And sleep well, my love."