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The Striped Guest

For Bluedude

By Draconicon

"You sure know how to treat your skunk guest."

He'd heard that phrase at least a half-dozen times by now, and Draconicon still didn't know why it kept making him feel weird. Not bad weird, just a feeling of something slipping, like he had been spacing out for a second or two. Every time, the black dragon shook his head and moved on, smiling at the compliment.

This time, it had been for some sushi that he had put together for his guest. A muscular, if someone well-rounded skunk sat at the table in his dining room, the big guy putting his feet up on one of the chairs, stripped down to...a fundoshi? Yes, he thought that was what it was called, as far as he could remember.

"Well, glad you're enjoying it. Always glad to have a friend around."

"You're a good host. Never been disappointed here before, Drac, and I don't expect I will be now."

"I bet not, heh."

"You sure know how to treat your skunk guest."

The dragon blinked, looking down to see a brush in his hand. Why -

Oh, right, that tail. It needed some grooming, and he supposed it would be better done while he was standing up, done while Azure was enjoying the food that he'd made. After all, he wanted his guest to feel happy and welcome, didn't he?

He took the tail in hand, brushing it out from the back and giving it a few good tugs. The skunk groaned from time to time, but he was pretty sure that they were happy sounds, the sort of things that someone would make for getting good things. He worked the brush through the tail fur, slowly dragging out any of the mini-knots that had started showing themselves, then working further up, watching as the fur started to take on a gloss and shine once more.

It didn't take long for him to reach the midway point, nor for him to notice that the sushi was all gone. That seemed a bit strange; after all, he'd made a pretty big platter.

"Heh, you liked it that much?"

"You bet I did. You have any more?"

"Some, but that's for me."

"Come on. You can share a little with a skunk guest."

Not quite the same feeling, but something like it. Draconicon started to chuckle, but then he found himself handing over a platter of sushi. Where did the platter come from? He hadn't even had one in his hand a moment ago.

Then the moment passed, and he was back to brushing out that long tail. He knelt down at the skunk's side, pulling it over until it was almost brushing his face in return, working the brush down to the base and then back out.

By the time that he had finally finished, the platter was empty again, and that tail was half-wrapped around his shoulders, looking like a striped scarf rather than anything else. It felt kinda nice around his neck, even if it did fan a strange sort of scent his way. It wasn't like skunk smell, either, more like -

"You know, I think we could move on to the living room, now."

"I haven't had my dinner, though."

"Don't worry. You can have it out there."

"Why?"

"Because I think it'd be better for the guest to start watching TV."

"Couch potato."

"How do you think I got this gut? Heh, come on."

It wasn't that unreasonable a request, he supposed. Getting the rest of the sushi - of which there was notably less than there had been - he followed Azure out to the living room. The TV was already on, providing background noise, but he hadn't been watching much over the last few days. It was just something to keep the house from feeling silent.

He'd just sat down on the couch when the blue-striped skunk fixed him with another smile. Draconicon arched an eyeridge, shifting around as he pulled his dark robe a bit tighter around himself.

"What?"

"You sure know how to treat your skunk guest."

And just like that, the dragon found himself on the floor, his platter of sushi still on his lap, but with the skunk's - now bare, for some reason - feet on his thighs. He looked down, then smiled.

"Ah, right. You were waiting for the patented Dragon Massage, were you?"

"You bet I was, Drac," Azure said, smiling as he flexed his toes. "Come on. Let's get to it."

"I guess the dinner can wait for a bit longer."

He lifted one of the skunk's feet, rubbing his thumbs along the heel and then into the arch. The underside was soft and almost plush, the flesh and the bit of pads giving way as soon as he touched them. They were obviously well cared for, either by the skunk or someone close to him, because he couldn't find even a hint of a callus.

Draconicon smiled a bit as he worked his fingers between the toes, feeling them curl and trap his hand. A small voice at the back of his brain wondered how those soles would feel doing other things, but he pushed that to the back of his mind. They weren't things that hosts did to their guests. That would have been taking advantage of his friend.

Instead, he gently shifted his position, moving a bit closer so that the foot could rest at the edge of the metal platter holding his sushi. Not on them, but they were clean enough to touch the plate. The massage continued, running up in little circles from the arch to the ball of the foot, giving the skunk a good bit of attention.

It didn't take long before Azure was groaning, too, his head leaned back and his eyes closed. A few groans escaped him, too, making it all the more clear that he was enjoying himself completely.

"Heh, that good?" the dragon asked.

"You really know your way around a pair of feet."

"Well, it's part of my work."

"Heh, is it?"

"Well, kinda."

"You sure know how to treat your skunk guest."

One moment, he'd been massaging the skunk's feet. The next, he was licking them. He would have blinked in surprise, but this time, it didn't feel like as big of one. After all, he was the one that tended to the skunk's feet as often as he could, doing everything that he could to make them feel good.

He was the official skunk tender, and he took his job seriously.

Draconicon groaned, the platter starting to shift from side to side as his body started reacting to the clean, but still slightly musky, skunk feet in his face. He dragged his head from one side to the other, indulging himself by breathing in the slight scent down there, pressing his cheeks against the soft soles. They were so nice and smooth, so giving that he couldn't help but groan in appreciation as they pressed back against his face.

Another moan, another shiver of pleasure as he massaged them and licked them at the same time. His cock was starting to throb up, coming to life beneath the platter, and the sushi shifted from one side to another, almost falling off.

"Mmph..."

He tried to shift the sushi back in place, but it was almost impossible...until Azure offered a bit of help.

"Here, let me take care of those."

Just like that, the skunk brought his feet down. The long, wide soles pressed flat into the dragon's sushi, and he lifted them back up to show the rice and fish crushed against his soles. Draconicon stared at that for a moment or two...and then leaned in, continuing his licking, nodding his thanks.

There was no reason why the skunk's soles couldn't be both plate and eating utensil, after all. And it meant that some of the oils of the fish might be absorbed through the sole, giving them yet more softness and fullness.

Of course, he had to lick it all clean. No need to leave a skunk smelling of fish, after all. What would others think?

Draconicon dragged his tongue left and right, up and down, flicking the forked tip along the arches and the heels, along the ball of the foot and down the hard stirrup on the other side. He kept teasing them and tending to them, ensuring every pad was clean before going back up to the toes.

He could see Azure looking down at him, and he smiled back at the skunk as he slowly pushed his tongue free, threading it between the pudgy toes as he did. Each little flick brought the end of his tongue in contact with a little bit of different flavor. Nothing bad, just a bit stronger between the toes.

Slither, slither, slither went his flexible tongue as he threaded it between the skunk's toes, and Azure was groaning, muttering to himself, groping himself. The skunk's fundoshi had come up, lifted up by the strength of the shaft within. Draconicon smiled at the reaction, knowing that it was merely a sign of doing well by his skunk guest.

Just thinking that made him pull his tongue back, hard, almost like a measuring tape that had suddenly been sucked back into its container. The skunk yelped, almost jumping off the couch in the process, and Draconicon smiled as he looked up at his skunk friend.

"Do you want something else?"

"Mmmmph. I forgot how flexible dragon tongues are."

"Well, we are the best foot tenders for a reason."

"You are, at least."

"I try."

"Well..." Azure smirked. "You really know how to take care of your skunk guest."

The next thing the dragon knew, he was naked, on all fours, and his tail in the air...and he honestly didn't care.

The End