Of Sleepy Dragons
Of Sleepy Dragons
Don't read if you don't like m/m or are offended by adult content
The cold night air hit Des's warm scaled body like a wall, he had had another bad dream, he sat there panting, beads of sweat cascading down his murky golden chest. His green slit eyes glanced around at the other side of the bed, empty. He sighed in relief as the almost welcome sounds of Television greeted his draconic ears. Feeling rather pathetic, "Honestly," he thought, "a 7ft dragon bothered by mere dreams?" He scurried quickly to the bedroom door, creaking it open slightly as he peered through the crack to the otter snoozing peacefully on the sofa with the TV bathing his features in an ever changing light, Des smiled at the sight he crept over to the otter and snuggled beside him pulling the otter's brown furred arm over his shoulder. The niggling tendrils of fatigue dragged Des back down into sleep.
He awoke again albeit this time less dramatically, to the sweet smell of cooking, His eyelids cracked open sleepily, after a yawn and a quick feel for the missing otter he steadily rose to a sit, another yawn attacking his snout.
"Morning Sweetie pie"
Des grunted in acknowledgment, "Morning Pock"
The otter scoffed "Pock? that's the best you can come up with? My name? Really Des, you are terrible in the morning"
Des chuckled, Pocket's familiar teasing bringing a sleepy grin to his face, He stumbled to a stand and shambled up to the kitchen and wrapped his arms around his furry lover, George gave the dragon an affectionate nibble and casually flipped the frying pan, a new wave of scent bathing des's snout causing his stomach to rumble.
"Heh, hungry draggie, Go sit down and I'll bring it to you"
Des murmured some affections to the otter before squeezing his firm rump and heading back to the sofa, lying down on his wings with another sleepy yawn.
Des felt a weight press down on his scaly chest, he opened his eyes again to see the slender otter kneeling on his chest.
"Open wide babe" said Pocket as he smiled down at the sleepy dragon. Des chuckled, opening his maw to reveal the rows of razor sharp teeth, The smell of pancakes strengthened as the otter lowered a strip of pancake to the dragon, Des's tongue replied, snaking out to wrap around the morsel before pulling it into the gaping maw. This repeated until the dragon had consumed four or five freshly cooked pancakes.
After the last strip Pock giggled "All done,"
"Thanks hun" replied Des as he licked his lips clean of sugar
Pock leaned down and planted a kiss on the hunk's lips before lying on the slightly larger male's chest, his soft paws stroking his chest and toying a little with his nipples. Deep purrs emanated from Des's chest, his scaled body rising and falling rhythmically, The otter gave a happy meow before closing his eyes for morning nap.
It wasn't long before a pleasurable sensation woke Des up again, He gave a soft murr as he felt Pock's soft paws tugging and toying with his sheath.
"What are you doing?" The dragon purred
"Making MY breakfast," replied Pocket with a giggle.
"I don't know what yo..." Des trailed off into a series of short moans as he felt Pock's warm wet tongue lap earnestly at his sheath, Des's hip rolled in pleasure as he felt his shaft beginning to slide out of his meaty sheath, Pock instantly attacked the dragon's protrusion, sucking, licking and teasing the tip as it slowly crept out. Des's moans grew louder as his shaft promptly pushed itself out, Pock smiled, he took a deep breath of the dragon's lusty enticing scent as he leaned to lick at it's base, blushing as he felt a patch of pre drip onto his cheek. Pock slid his tongue up the sensitive underside of the dragon's now throbbing cock, he paused at the tip, giving it a few licks before taking it in his mouth to suckle on it gently. Des's hips twitched in ecstasy, thrusting a little into the otter's mouth sending a few jets of pre splattering down his throat, Pock grinned at the sensation, taking more of the dragon's shaft into his tight mouth, his throat muscles beginning to work frantically to swallow down the draconic cock and all it's juices. Pock's mind began to swim with the strong masculine taste of Des, he began to bob his furred head up and down the long shaft, tongue teasing the tip before pushing down to kiss the dragon's knot."F-fu... I'm c-close" Mumbled Des
Pock meowed into the cock happily, replying by quickening his pace, his rough tongue expertly swished around and around the pulsating shaft of the dragon. Suddenly Pock felt claws pushing his head down into Des's crotch, he gagged a little as he felt the dragon unload litres of hot creamy seed down his throat, not being able to pull back up he was forced to swallow down every last drop of cum, not that he'd have it any other way. The claws finally gave way, Pock took some deep breaths and crawled up to the dragon lying on his chest, Des patted the otter's now full belly, Pock leaned back and gave the dragon a quick nibble as he sighed happily. "Heh, all full now," Des grinned and continued to rub Pock's belly as he drifted back to sleep.
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Thanks for reading, Not wrote in ages so I probably need a little improvment, please comment on what I can do better and what I did well.