The Yoshi Berry Breeze
(I couldn't come up with a name for this story. I love the cake I had Rocket bake, so that ended up as the name for this story. IF you think you can do better, however, leave a message and I might just change it. :) )
The Yoshi Berry Breeze
The day was sunny, the birds were singing, the cheep cheeps were jumping, and the little village on Yoshi Isle was bustling happily about- It was a good day- a very good day, in fact. Such a good day, Rocket, had gotten up early to bake! He didn't quite know what he was going to bake, but the red Yoshi was quite proficient in the culinary arts, and whatever he usually decided to make generally turned out fantastic. His skill was an art form around the island- his most sought after creation- was his upside down, double fudge triple layer: Yoshi Berry Breeze cake. Normally, it was difficult to put all the ingredients together- gathering berries, the necessary amounts of chocolate, the frosting- but he felt like doing something special today- it was after all the anniversary of him and his mate: Snowstep. They had been together for six months and now it was Rocket's turn to show his appreciation. He was going to make the best cake in the whole wide world!
Happily, the ruby colored dinosaur padded into his hut, carrying a large bowl of supplies for his cake; swaying his hips and tail behind him as he hummed a yoshi hymn to himself. Inside, Snowstep was casually draped across a chair; in his left paw a pencil and in his right was a copy of the Neon Newsletter; The newspaper that circulated the mushroom kingdom and was created by koopas for koopas. Basically, it was an evil version of the Mushroom Times of the Dino Daylily. Strangely enough, of the multiple newspapers in the land, for some reason, it was one of the most popular. Currently, Snowy was working on a cross word puzzle, and hardly glanced up when Rocket padded in. They exchanged brief smiles, but aside from that, the hut was blanketed in a soft soothing silence. Soon, however, it was filled with the sound of a stove burning, the crackles of hot fire, and the inviting scent of a upside down, double fudge triple layer Yoshi Berry Breeze cake. Life couldn't get more perfect.
"I don't know why you insist on having me eat that thing. "Snowstep mumbled softly, scritching in letters to the puzzle that perplexed him. Rocket just giggled and sashayed around the kitchen, measuring berries and sampling milk.
"I'm serious. Laugh all you want, but that'll just ruin my figure. I can't jog if I'm a fat yoshi, you know." The white dinosaur growled. Rocket rolled his eyes, and shook his head, paws on his hips.
"One slice won't kill you. And you'll thank me afterwards. It'll be the best cake in the world, and you'll be one of the privileged few who get to eat it. "
"Yeah, me and you, I'll have a slice and you'll eat the rest. You know that'll go straight to your hips."
"Humph. Just more of me to cuddle."
"And a nice fat butt to boot."
"You love it. "The ruby dinosaur giggled, and twisted around to waggle his rounded bottom towards the other dinosaur. Snowstep rolled his eyes and chuckled quietly, giving a sigh. He wasn't getting anywhere in his puzzle...
"How much longer on that to cook, Rocket?"
"I'd say about forty minutes...why? What do ya wanna do till it's ready?
"....hmmmp...work on my crossword puzzle..." Snowstep responded, seemingly ignoring the glum sigh from his mate. Rocket busied himself around the kitchen, cleaning this and that quietly, while Snowstep just chuckled. Finally, after almost a minute, Snowstep called out...:
"What's a six letter word for love?" Rocket, what was half bent over, sorting though an assortment of baking tools, paused for a moment, letting the question tumble in his head. A six letter word meaning love...?
"Uh...passion? Oh...shoot that's seven..."
"No no...that's not it..."
"Um...Fondness?"
"Too many letters."
"I give up...You know what it is Snowy?"
"Yeah....Lets see....R O C K E T....That oughta do it..." He grinned. The other yoshi blushed warmly and bite at his lower lip, unsure what to say to such a touching comment, but Snowstep didn't need any words. He swept up from his seat letting the paper fall to the floor and wrapped an arm around Rocket's back.
Rocket gasped, as the taller yoshi pulled him into a kiss: a warm, loving, lingering kiss, where his lips stumbled into a twisting tango with Snowstep's. They held each other softly, eyes closed, letting their feelings do the talking for one and other, while paws explored soft, silky scales. Rocket had never felt so alive in his entire life, the shattered pieces of a confusing, lonely existence suddenly fitting together into the most perfect puzzle he'd ever seen: life. He found himself buried under Snowstep's arms in a fierce hug, tears stroking his cheeks. The chalk colored yoshi simply sighed, and held his mate warmly in his paws. He didn't know how Rocket was feeling- he couldn't begin to comprehend the need and longing the other Yoshi felt- but it didn't matter. All he had to do was be there...
"Hey..."He whispered softly, and the crimson yoshi glanced up, eyes wet with tears.
"...I...You're everything. You're my stars, and my universe, and my existence. I love you Rocket." Snowstep whispered softly, tears in his own eyes. Their lips met again, a passionate, silent kiss that rocked the heavens and shattered the earth with the extent of their love for one and other. Like a fluid dance of perfectly rehearsed steps, they tangoed into the bedroom, their paws roaming over the smooth, perfect bodies of one and other, Rocket falling onto his back while Snowstep towered over him. There wasn't any talking. No nervous jokes, or playful banter. They didn't need to say anything. There was nothing to hide- no feelings left unsaid. The purest of love had taken over, and they were in the very throes of it. Snowstep's soft while paws trailed down Rocket's chest, rubbing the slim dinosaur in gentle circles. Their hushed dance of romance was subtle, yet powerful, as two pairs of shorts dropped to the floor- and everything was bared to the other, no secrets, no deceit, just the two of them as they were meant to be. Snowstep stood in scaled glory, standing in front of the other yoshi with seven inches of pure white, throbbing erection jutting lewdly from his hips. The crimson colored yoshi smiled softly, his own chubby six inches of need throbbed in sync, begging to be touched, caressed and kissed...And Snowstep intended to do just that.
The first lick was soft, subtle, a gentle brush of his ruby colored tongue across the tip of Rocket's throbbing piece. The yoshi gave a sharp squeal of pleasure, arching his hips up towards Snowstep- but the other yoshi only chuckled. He wasn't ready to end the game just yet. Another slurp, this time slightly longer, lavishing the taste of the chubby crimson colored cock, loving the musky scent and the warm taste. Rocket was certain he'd died. He'd died and gone to heaven, leaning over him was the most beautiful boy he'd ever seen, doing something to him he'd never even dreamed. Rocket shut his eyes, paws reaching down to squeeze at the blankets of his bed as tightly as possible. He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out with Snowstep teasing him like this, the pleasure was increasing faster then he could push it back down.
It was all becoming too much for poor Rocket to bear. The surge of emotions flooding though his being at once- the sense of fulfillment and peace: his dreams were coming true. Him and Snowstep were madly in love, together at last, and nothing could tear them apart. Their souls connected, and the world was as it should be. The pleasure of that tongue was immense, a remarkable combination of skill and lust, joined with the immense desire to please the little red yoshi. And just to top it all off-there was Snowstep, eyes closed, tongue sticking out, looking so unbearably cute, Rocket couldn't stand it any longer. The red yoshi gave a hot squeak and arched his back, eye shut tightly...and yelped when he felt a pressure unlike any he'd ever felt before around his cock. Snowstep. It was a well known fact that yoshi's have amazing skill with their muzzles and their tongues, but it was a little known fact that a yoshi could chomp down with almost 3000 pounds worth of pressure. Of course Snowstep wasn't biting that hard...but hard enough to keep the other Yoshi from bursting...
"Not yet..."The vanilla colored creature cooed softly, in response to the puzzled look of need crossing Rocket's face. Snowstep blushed slightly, and reached down, gently stroking his skillful fingers along Rocket's inner thighs. With soft, feather like strokes, he rolled his fingertips up along the yoshi's legs, until he was holding him underneath the knees, lifted up slightly, the thick, throbbing head of his member pointed directly at Rocket's little red waiting tail hole. There was a moment's hesitation, a brief jolt of uncertainty, which was quickly relieved with the slightest nod of Rocket's head. Snowstep pressed forward.
The first thrust was uncomfortable- but not painful. It was far to slow to be painful, and Snowstep was taking his sweet time, doing everything in his power not to hurt the slightly smaller dinosaur below him.
Rocket gave a quiet groan as Snowstep slid into him. Inch after inch of fat, white yoshi cock disappearing into his tail hole was quickly turning this into the most erotic moments of Rocket's life, and he found himself loving every single second. Gently, Snowstep pushed in, further and further, until he felt the hilt of Rocket's body, and in that first, brief shining moment- they were connected as one. It was like a symphony, a perfect harmony of their souls that choused into a beautiful melody of love. Their hips pumped together, Rocket slowly raising up to wrap his arms and legs around Snowstep, whom did the same. Both sets of eyes were closed tightly, and both held each other as tightly as possible. Snowstep rocked Rocket's world in slow thrusts of his hips, controlled pumped in small wide circular loops. He refused to let this degenerate from what it was into some sort of midnight fuck. No this was romantic and calm and peaceful, he refused to let lust win him over- no matter how badly he wanted to throw caution to the wind and take the little yoshi underneath him like the savage mating his ancestors before him used to do. He WAS a dinosaur after all, and now more then ever those feelings and instincts to pound his member into Rocket's bottom with untold ferocity and desire burned in his blood...but he resisted. Snowstep took a calming breath, shut his eyes, and continued, trying very hard to keep his pumping and lust from taking over- a losing battle.
Rocket, on the other paw, was having the time of his life, lost in a sea of sensations he never even knew existed. Each thrust delivered another spike of unparalleled pleasure racing though his body, and he knew he wouldn't last long. He opened an eye and looked at Snowstep, who's eyes were shut so tightly. He was trying so hard to be gentle, and Rocket could feel the growing intensity of his thrusts. He smiled gently, and rests his head against Snowstep's shoulder, churring as a warm blush started to fill his cheeks.
"S, Snowstep...I...I don't know if I can...last much longer..."
"S', sok...I'm about there myself..."
"I...Snowstep..."
"Rocket.....N, no matter what happens...I love you, ok?"
"W, wha..."
Rocket gave a squeal, his eyes shut tightly, he couldn't stop himself. His hips arched forward in a desperate need for release. It was right then, when his thick, red penis gave a spasm, and several long streamers of sweet, cherry flavored yoshi cum burst from the tip of his erection. Shot after shot arched into the air and splashed down across ruffled blankets and crumpled sheets. It was almost a full minute, before Rocket found himself panting loudly, sucking in huge gulps of air while he tried to over come the orgasm that just threatened to knock him unconscious. He blinked his eyes a few times, letting them get accustomed to the dark shade of gloom that had befallen his little hut when the sun went down. An empty bed. An empty hut. An empty existence and an empty life. It only took a moment for Rocket to realize what had happened, and the yoshi gave a long deep sigh, wondering why all of his best dreams always ended up being nightmares. Silently, he slipped out of bed and padded quietly towards his door. Inside of his hut was not a good place for him to be at the moment.
Outside the air was fresh, and cool, partially soothing the torturous fires that burned in the little yoshi's heart. It would never work out. No, they were far to different to ever be together...The scarlet dinosaur padded softly away from his hut, away from the village, and into the forest around the island. There, he found a clearing- his clearing. The one he often came to, to ponder dilemmas and problems. The one that always cleared his head. But tonight it didn't work. Tonight when he sat down, Rocket just buried his head in his paws, sitting quietly in the pale light of the moon, thankful for the solitude the night provided him; where no one could see the silent tears splash into the earth below his feet.
The End
I've said it once, and I'll say it again, there aren't enough Yoshi Stories. So I'm gonna work to add a bunch of them. That being said- how could I leave poor Rocket in such a situation. I think a sequel is needed here...