An Unexpected Meeting
The night air was cool and refreshing as a young orange cat sat under an awning, the rain had finally subsided and left everything smelling fresh and clean. The cat stepped out and resumed walking down the street. "Three days, it's rained for three days, lets up for an hour, and then starts right back up again," Kayla mumbled to herself as she walked. "No, I won't need an umbrella, the rain has stopped." She scoffed and wrapped her arms around herself. "At least I'm almost there." It had been a long week and she was looking forward to blowing off some steam. Ignoring the same old store fronts she always walked by, Kayla was looking forward to reaching the club. Have a few drinks, do some dancing, maybe flirt with someone cute. She smiled to herself and stopped in front of a building completely devoid of distinguishing features excluding a large neon sign over the entrance that read Vortex. Not the most original name for a club but it was a nice place; good drinks, good music, and it seemed to attract people from all over so there was almost always someone new to meet.
Kayla walked through the door into a dark hallway, she never understood why there were never any lights on, but she was used to it and made her way to the door at the far side. As she approached the door a large wolf stood from his seat next to the door. "Are you old enough to be here?" he asked in a deep, intimidating voice.
"Knock if off Gus, it's been a hell of a week," Kayla said to him.
"Sorry Kayla, you know the rules, I need to see some I.D.," Gus said and held out a hand.
"Aw, but you know how old I am," she said in an innocent voice, put her hand in his, and batted her eyelashes.
"Are you really trying to flirt your way in, instead of just showing me your license?" Gus asked, unmoved by her performance.
"Maybe, is it working?" Kayla asked.
"No," Gus said flatly.
"But my license is in my wallet, and that's in my purse, it's so far away," Kayla pouted, Gus just stared at her. "Fine, you're no fun," she finally said as she pulled her wallet out of her purse and handed it to him. He flipped it open and eyed her license.
"I don't know; this looks like a counter-fit," he said with a grin.
"Does this mean I'll have to force my way in?" Kayla asked, Gus laughed. "What? I could take you." Without a word Gus wrapped his free arm around her waist and lifted her off the ground.
"Really?" he asked when she was eye-level with him.
"Put me down, I'm wearing a skirt," Kayla yelled. Gus set her down and handed her back her wallet.
"Alright, settle down, go on in," Gus said and took his seat back by the door.
"Thanks, by the way are there any umbrellas in the lost and found?" Kayla asked.
"There was one, but the last person who left tried the same thing, so no," Gus smirked at her.
"Great, thanks," she said as she walked through the door to the bar.
The bar was empty, everyone was at a table or on the dance floor and the bartender clearly did not have enough to do, she was dancing behind the bar and did not notice Kayla approach. Kayla sat and watched the small squirrel move to the music and wondered how she never knocked anything over with her large tail. "Bravo, encore, encore," she said and clapped to get the squirrel's attention. The squirrel stopped and looked at her.
"Well, Kayla, haven't seen you in a while, where have you been?" the bartender asked.
"Hi Beth, I've just had a sucky week and need to relax; can I get a piña colada?" Kayla said.
"Of course," Beth said and turned to fix her drink. "So what's happened?" she asked over her shoulder.
"I don't want to talk about it, people just suck," Kayla said and took her drink happily.
"I see, and does 'people' have a name?" Beth asked with a grin. The look she got in return told her not to push the issue.
"So how's the crowd tonight?" Kayla asked after a minute and turned to look out on the dance floor, her drink already half gone.
"The usual crowd, it never ceases to amaze me how many new people we get, the city's not that big," Beth said absentmindedly. "Slow down, you do want to remember tonight don't you?" she said when she saw how much Kayla had already drunk.
"Yes mom," Kayla mocked and set her empty glass on the bar. She paid for the drink and walked out onto the dance floor, weaving her way through the people. Once she was out there she closed her eyes and let the music overtake her. Moving with the rhythm of it and feeling the beat pulse through her. She moved her way through the crowd trying to find someone she fit with, she went through multiple people, but no one seemed right. A fox boy was a close match but he was far too nervous to be fun. He became unsure and shaky when she got too close to him, not what she was looking for. She danced alone for a few more songs, giving up her search for a partner for now. As the latest song started to fade out she stopped, she felt like she was being watched. She looked around and saw she had reached the far edge of the dance floor. She glanced around but no one seemed to stand out until she reached the corner of the room. Her eyes fell on a green dragon sitting alone at a table, he was watching her intently. When he noticed her looking he smiled and nodded his head. Inside Kayla's mind was racing. 'Who is he and why is he watching me? Is he an admirer or a stalker? He's kinda cute but what if he's dangerous? Should I go over and talk to him or try to disappear into the crowd? I should talk to him; if he's a creep I can defend myself. But how well could my claws get through his scales? How long have I been standing here staring at him? Oh, what the hell.' Finally she decided to take the chance and walked over to his table, he smiled as she approached.
"You are a very gifted dancer," he said once she was close.
"Thank you. I'm Kayla, who are you?" she said and offered her hand. He took it gently and kissed it lightly before letting go.
"I am Xeratool, a pleasure to meet you," he motioned to a chair. "You are welcome to join me."
"You're in a night club, sitting alone, drinking water?" Kayla asked, pausing between each point. Xeratool nodded. "Why?"
"I do not enjoy alcohol, and I am a traveler, I do not know anyone here, I am not entirely sure why I came here tonight, something called me here," he explained very calmly.
"And why aren't you dancing?" Kayla asked, still confused.
"I would not be overly welcome on a crowded dance floor," he motioned to his back and flexed his folded wings for effect. Kayla nodded slowly.
"I guess that makes sense. So where are you from? Not many people with scales this far north, I think it's because of the cold," Kayla asked casually.
"I'm from, far away," Xeratool said.
"Not going to give me a name?" Kayla joked.
"No, it's not important," Xeratool said slowly.
"Right... so where are you going?" Kayla asked after a few seconds.
"Not sure yet, wherever seems interesting next," Kayla shook her head.
Over the next few hours the two of them talked, Xeratool slowly loosened up but Kayla could not get any information about where he was from. As time passed she talked about her life, she felt strangely comfortable with him, even though they had just met. Another hour passed and Kayla was relaxing more and more as they talked and as she drank. She found herself entertaining thoughts about the rest of the night while Xeratool was getting them more drinks. She jumped when he returned and set her drink down in front of her.
"I didn't mean to scare you," he said as he sat back down.
"Don't worry about it." Kayla said while staring at the table. She was fighting with herself, part of her wanted to invite him back to her apartment, it had been a long time since she had been with anyone but she was having trouble getting over the fact that they had just met and she knew almost nothing about him. "What's with the straw?" she noticed he had set it on the table.
"Watch," he said with a smile and placed the straw in his glass. Kayla watched intently, not sure what she was watching for. He placed the end of the straw against an ice cube and inhaled sharply, creating a vacuum holding the ice cube to the straw. He lifted the straw in his mouth until it was pointing straight up. He blew forcefully through the straw throwing the ice cube into the air and set the straw back in the glass. As the ice cube came back down he caught it in his teeth, and holding it in place used his tongue to melt a hole through the middle before crushing it.
"Where did you learn to do that?" she asked through laughter.
"Way too much free time," he told her.
After that performance Kayla's mind was made up, she could not resist. "So, where are you staying?" she asked slowly.
"Nowhere yet, I was going to get a motel room once I left here."
"I, you could stay with me tonight," she said clumsily. Xeratool just looked at her for a minute and she started to panic on the inside.
"That is a very generous offer, are you sure?" he finally said. Kayla sighed and then nodded. She was beating herself up on the inside. She had invited people back to her apartment before, why was this so difficult? "If you are sure, I would be honored." His voice brought her focus back to the world outside. She smiled and sipped her drink.
A half an hour later the two of them left the club, the rain had started again and Kayla was not pleased. "Fuck!" she yelled as she looked outside.
"Not a fan of the rain?" Xeratool asked her.
"Not at all," she said angrily. She stood staring out into the rain, dreading the idea of having to walk home in it. Xeratool stepped out in front of her and looked up into the sky, not sharing her distaste of the water. He smiled back at her and extended one wing so that she could walk under it. She ran from the door to under his wing, trying her best to avoid the water. "Thank you," she said and the two of them started to walk back to her apartment.
"If there is anything I can do to repay your kindness, just name it," Xeratool said as they walked. Kayla smiled to herself.
"Oh, I can think of a few ways," she said and placed a hand on his butt, pulling back as he was soaking wet. They both laughed and continued on.
"This is it," Kayla eventually said and motioned to a building on their left. They got under the awning and Xeratool lowered his wing, stepped away several feet and shook the water off of him before they entered the building.
"Now what to do about those wet clothes," Kayla said once they entered the apartment. "Can't have you getting everything wet."
"Of course not," Xeratool said and started to remove his shirt.
"What are you doing?" Kayla asked.
"Oh, yes, modesty, is there another room I should use?" he asked, pausing in the middle of what he was doing.
"Well, I guess not, most people just aren't this forward, I don't mind the view if you don't mind me being here." Kayla grinned, not the behavior she expected but something she would be happy to get used to. Xeratool continued undressing and when he removed his shirt Kayla nearly lost control of herself. He was strongly built without appearing overly muscular, partly because of the scales that covered his body. She wanted to feel those scales pressed against her. She watched with bated breath as he removed his pants, the rest of him was impressive; surely this would be no different, when she saw her ears drooped in disappointment.
"Isn't something, um, missing?" She asked, confused.
"Not at all, it's just not out right now," Xeratool explained.
"Out?" Kayla repeated, still confused.
"Don't worry, you will not be disappointed," she did not understand but he seemed confident enough, and she could not wait to find out.
Xeratool's wet clothing hit the floor with a splat as Kayla reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him into an intense kiss and pushing him back against the wall, pressing her body against his. He was surprised, but recovered quickly and returned the kiss. She ran her hands down his body, feeling the smoothness of it and wanting more. She shuddered as she felt his hands run up her legs, lifting her skirt and brushing against her butt before continuing up her back and wrapping his fingers around her shoulders, pulling her tightly against him.
Kayla pulled back from him and took a deep breath. She then pulled her shirt off, and undid her bra. "I have been traveling alone for far too long," Xeratool said to himself in a low voice nearing a whisper. He inhaled sharply and shuddered, smelling her arousal on the air.
"Well, something will have to be done about that," Kayla said as she slid her panties down from under her skirt. Once they were off she threw them at Xeratool's feet. He shuddered again and she stepped forward, pressing her large breasts against his chest and grinding her crotch against him, her wetness now seeping thorough her skirt.
Xeratool placed a hand on her shoulder and pushed her back a step before dropping to his knees. He placed his hands on her hips and guided her around so that her back was against the wall before sliding his head up under her skirt. She gasped and jumped from a shock of pleasure when his tongue ran across her clit. She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned back against the wall for support as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her while his tongue danced against her clit. She began to moan and buck her hips against his face as her pleasure built, he matched her time and continued to lick until she let out a loud moan and clenched her thighs around him, holding him against her as she climaxed. She twitched and shook as her orgasm overtook her, she wrapped her hands around his head and pulled him against her as hard as she could, not wanting the feeling to end. When she finally relaxed she released his head and he retook his feet.
"That was..." she trailed off, still panting. Xeratool smiled.
"Good," was all he said. Kayla stepped forward, wanting to repay him, but she jumped back when she felt something she had not before. She looked down and saw his penis, emerged from a previously unseen opening in his crotch.
"Isn't that interesting?" Kayla said, wrapping one hand around its base and sliding the other down his chest as she lowered to her knees. Xeratool shivered as she ran her fingers down its length and licked the tip gently. "Good?" she cooed. He nodded in response, his eyes closed. Encouraged by his reaction, she pulled his head into her mouth, her tongue still playing across his tip. He groaned in pleasure as she ran her fingers up and down his shaft, slowly pulling more of his penis into her mouth. He placed a hand on her head as she began to move her head and suck harder. Before long he was moving his hips in time with her; feeling his own orgasm nearing. A few moments later he stopped her from moving while she had as much of him in her mouth as she could and let out a low growl as he climaxed; his muscles clenching and relaxing, pumping his cum into her mouth which she happily swallowed. When he was finished he opened his eyes and looked down at her; she smiled back up at him and kissed his tip, sending another shiver through his body, before standing.
"You are amazing," he said.
"So are you, come with me," Kayla said, taking him by the hand and leading him to her bedroom. Once they entered she undid the clasp holding her skirt in place and let it fall to the floor. "We're not finished yet," she said, spinning around and wrapping her arms around his neck before falling backwards into the bed, pulling him down on top of her. Once they landed she kissed him and brushed her tail against his still semi-erect penis. "I'm sure you have more tricks up your sleeve, and I want to see them." She felt his tail slide along hers as he slid down her body. As he stopped, his head level with her breasts, she felt the tip of his tail brush against her clit. She gasped as it pressed against her and slowly slid inside; at the same time her wrapped his tongue around one of her nipples and began to suck on it. He teased her remaining nipple with his fingers, massaging her breasts and running a single claw around her nipple, the feeling of its point passing over such sensitive flesh sending chills down her spine. His tail slid deeper into her, writhing and twisting in ways she had never felt before, causing her to moan uncontrollably. As her climax neared she grew louder and threw her arms around his neck; when it finally came she convulsed and flailed, running her claws along his back and screaming. "Oh god yes!"
She panted as her climax ended, getting one last wave of pleasure as his tail slid out of her, once it was gone she felt empty. "I need you inside me," she whispered to him. He raised himself up and pressed his penis against the lips of her vagina. "Yes," she moaned and closed her eyes. Instead of pushing inside her he pulled back and ran his shaft against her clit. She moaned again but was disappointed. After a few more thrusts she opened her eyes and stared into his. "Please," She pleaded. "Fuck me." With a wicked grin he pressed his head against her again and waited for a moment. She took a deep breath and held it until he started to push himself into her, she exhaled in relief. She felt amazing as his penis forced its way inside her, filling her just as she had hoped it would; the fleshy feel of it a sharp contrast from the smoothness of his tail. He seemed to be going painfully slow as he pushed himself into her and she moaned more with every inch. At last he was all the way inside her, she felt completely filled and pressed herself against him, trying to force him deeper. He then began to pull out of her, not as slowly as he had entered her but still tantalizingly slow. He pulled out until nothing but his tip remained inside of her before stopping and pushing back into her, slightly faster than before. He feathered her neck with kisses continued to build speed with every thrust; she started to push her hips against him in time with his thrusts and wrapped her hands around the base of his wings, using them to pull him against her harder. "More," She moaned as she felt another orgasm building. He grunted in response and thrust into her more forcefully. As she climaxed she pulled herself up against him and ground her crotch against him, screaming in pleasure. He stopped thrusting, held in place by her contracting muscles. Once her orgasm faded she let go of his wings and fell back onto the bed, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. "Still not done?" she whispered, noticing he was still rock-hard inside of her, he shook his head. "Good," She sighed and pulled herself off of him. She rolled onto her hands and knees, waving her rear in his face before crawling away and bracing her arms against the wall. "Take me," she moaned.
Wordlessly, he climbed onto the bed with her and took his placed behind her. She lifted her tail and ran it across his face as he pressed against her again; releasing a long, low growl. He pushed forcefully into her, burying himself completely in one quick thrust before pulling back out. He reached around her, massaging her breasts and pulling her back against him as he thrust again. She moaned in pleasure at the feeling of being taken, for tonight she was entirely his. "God, yes, harder!" she gasped between thrusts, never wanting it to end. He felt his own orgasm looming and continued thrusting, no longer the calm, collected man she had met at the club, but a creature driven by the primal instinct to mate, just as she was.
They stopped for a moment as Kayla twisted around so that her back was against the wall before continuing, Xeratool lifting her off the bed with is thrusts. He grunt and she moaned and screamed with every thrust, both of there orgasms drawing near. Finally he let out a loud roar and thrust himself deep inside her. She gasped under the force of the thrust and a moment of fear passed through her as he brought his mouth down around her neck, holding her in place as he climaxed. The fear passed and was replaced by bliss as he bucked against her, trying to get as deep inside her as possible. The feeling of him pumping his cum deep inside her coupled with the being claimed by him was too much and her own orgasm crashed through her. She let out a piercing howl as she was in ecstasy, her muscles contracting and milking every drop of cum from him. Once his own orgasm ended Xeratool released her neck and kissed her, Kayla's orgasm continued and she held him locked deep insider her as she returned the kiss. "That, was unbelievable," she gasped, out of breath.
"As where you," he panted back. The two of them slid down the wall into her bed, Kayla still holding him inside of her. They laid in each others arms and closed their eyes, exhausted from the night.
'This can't just be a one time thing.' Kayla thought to herself before drifting off, imagining what the morning would be like.