Noxy

"I'm bored." Noxy huffed as he rolled on his back, wings tucked closely against his body to avoid hurting himself as he wobbled back and forth, clearly just as bored as he claimed to be. And he was not wrong: the day had been so very, very quiet and eventless, even the sky had been a regular blue with barely any clouds to look at and try to see what shapes they resembled the most. "I'm sooooo bored." Another huff broke the silence of the room he was in along with the sound of the accessories that the dragon had worn as a desperate measure to stave off the day's lack of anything at all. His neck bore a pretty necklace that he had received as a gift not too long ago for a holiday while nearly every one of his limbs had some sort of item as well: his tail had a nice ring at the base with his name engraved, his front left paw had a big ring stuck to the middle toe while the other front paw had two on the first and third ones. His hindlegs had been treated to a more special gift in the form of three rings for each hindpaw on each that all connected with a precious silver chain to a bigger and sturdier ankle bracelet. "Why can't anything happen today?" If there had been someone else be there, he might even have found a way to do something but left alone as he was, he had little but the chains to play with and his imagination. He rolled around for a bit more, squirming energetically until even that started to bore him. With one last huff he slumped on the big cushy sofa tailored for himself that was in his private room. "Seriously."

At this point he had done everything to keep his mind occupied: he had gone for not one but five walks outside, had listened to music for two hours, had taken twice as much time to make his meals, chatted with a stranger on the road, dressed and undressed until he had found the right combination, which he was wearing. A couple books were scattered on the floor to add to his list of things done, thrown on the ground in a fit of desperation. As he debated whether to go for yet another walk, his eyes fell on a slip of paper that he had inserted in one of the books and had forgotten about. He picked it up and read it, immediately slapping himself on the snout for having ignored that slip of paper for so long. With a bit smile on his face and after checking twice that his accessories and hide were shining as much as they could, Noxy walked out and headed with intent to someplace special.

The sun shone over his scales, reflecting over the black that covered him and the many bright green stripes that he was so proud of. For a dragon he was quite the looker and he made sure to let everyone know: maintaining a perfect gloss on every inch of his body and flaunting the eye-catching neon green that made him stand out even in the darkness. As he trotted with a pep in his steps, the jingle of the silver chains followed him, the thin metal swaying left and right following his gait much like the bits that his tail covered. Just as his bright colours made him the centre of the attention pretty much everywhere, so did his rather hefty and proud male assets, which, like any dragon that was called such, was free for all to see as it swayed with its heavy weight underneath his black belly. The dragon's sheath was clearly well above the average and helped hide the just as heavy and sizeable sack that it came with. But as unashamed as the black dragon was of his own male assets, something that he made no efforts to hide or cover in any way, he was far more interested in people looking at a part of him that the jewellery he wore helped in highlighting. The soft pads, the thick digits and the sharp, black talons were his pride, something he kept clean and always neat and something that he actively encouraged people to stare at. And when people did stare, following the way his feet moved and when their eyes locked on the just as bright green pads, he could not help himself but lick his lips and give them a show. That day was not any different and he caught a couple of gryphons follow him with their gazes for a few second longer than they probably should have, those sharp eagle eyes staring at him as he flexed his digits and fixed the rings on his forelimbs. He made sure to lift his hindpaws and stretch those thick digits as well and then smiled at the two probably straight males, who promptly scurried off and didn't look back.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, it was to see which one was the case, Noxy reached his destination before he realized and stopped in the middle of the road for a few seconds, reading the sign above the building he was about to enter. 'Massage parlour' it read, just below it had another sign welcoming every species and offering the best service for anyone who chose their services. Considering that the flyer stuck in his book had been handed to the dragon by a close friend who had spoken about the place very well, Noxy was sure that the advertisement on the front was not an exaggeration at all. The crowd of all sorts of creatures walking in and out was also proof that business was not lacking and as the dragon made his way in, the sweet, tickling scent of incense and all sorts of perfumes wafted into his nostrils. He stood there just a few feet after the entrance and took a deep whiff of the air inside and then sighed. If the experience itself was not all that great, at least he'd come out smelling great.

"Hello sir, how may I help you?" From the counter a young and excited german shepherd made his way to the new arrival. Instantly Noxy was drawn to the eccentric way the employee was dressed: short shorts to conceal a not too negligible package, a shirt with the brand of the place stamped on it and, to top the already cute look, arm and legwarmers of a slightly pinkish colour that matched perfectly with the aesthetic of the place. Noxy smiled and stared at the canine for a few seconds before smiling back.

"I was recommended this place by a good friend of mine and thought it'd be a good time to come by today." As he said that the young shepherd's muzzle opened in a bright beamy smile.

"Ah yes, glad you decided to com then. We hope to fulfil your expectations!" The smile had not yet faded when the employee turned around and directed the dragon to the counter. "Is there a specific massage you had in mind? Back? Wing joints? We recently hired a very skilled vixen who has had ten years of experience working with gryphons and has already quite the following among our customers." As he was being given the complete list, Noxy focused on the pricing next to each one, not really bothered by the fact that they were not cheap and some even quite more expensive than normal.

"I'll go for something more complete, just a full body massage should do. I have many hours to fill and I'd like to use them all."

"Sure thing, sir." After a couple of seconds spent skimming through some book the young canine's ears fell flat on his head. "I'm afraid all of our top masseurs are taken today, there are some of our newest hires. We can vouch for their skill but if you wish the best of the best you could wait an hour or two."

"Well... it doesn't really matter. I have faith even the new recruits have great skill." Noxy smiled and seemed to lift the employee's spirts with that simple sentence.

"Follow me then, you'll be in the Topaz Room for today." The shepherdd waved a hand and then started walking towards the left wing of the building, an area that was less trafficked by customers but that looked just as pretty and professional.

"Why the leg and arm warmers?" He could not take his eyes off them, already considering on getting a new pair for himself later on.

"Oh, yes, there are many reasons why we wear them: first is because they keep our muscles in top shape in between customers. We need to be always ready and these help out a lot."

"And here I was thinking it was all eye candy." The dragon smiled, although it was more of a naughty smirk but the shepherd simply nodded and smiled back with genuine excitement.

"That is the other reason why. The owner has great taste in clothes and it has become one of the symbols of our business, makes us stand out from the competition." Noxy could not agree more, praising the owner's taste in cute employees on top of the wild and unusual choice of attire. Every step the canine made highlighted his hips and the firm rump, the leg warmers only making his legs look even more slender and feminine. Had it not been because of the definitively male scent and the undoubtedly male bulge in those tight, tight shorts, the dragon would have been correct in assuming he might have been a 'she'. "Here we are, Topaz Room. The complete full-body massage will last around two hours. I hope you have an amazing experience." The shepherd left immediately to follow another customer, Noxy now alone with the door to the room in his paw. With a bit of a smirk still on his lips, he opened it.

"We-welcome sir!" A cute if somewhat high pitched voice rang into the room as a gryphon stood up from a big couch and bowed to the dragon who had just come in. Noxy took the couple of seconds to give the avian a good look, licking his lips by reflex when he noticed that this employee too was wearing the same leg warmers, only on his hindlegs though, but he looked far more attractive than the shepherd. Those feathery thighs looked criminally plump and soft, the feathers of his neck perfectly smoothed out and preened, his rump jiggled in a feast of just as plump goodness that almost stole a pleased growl from the dragon. Excellent taste in cute boys indeed. "My name's Dorian... I'll be taking care of you today." Another bow, deeper this time, the gryphon's rump raised high enough to let Noxy steal a peek from in between those thighs and get treated to a fuzzy brown sheath that almost rivalled his own.

"My pleasure." He was already having a good time and he didn't even started getting his massage.

"Would you please take off any item from your person? It would hinder my job."

"Sure thing." As the gryphon turned around and started preparing the comfy bed where he'd sit in a moment, Noxy smiled to himself and began taking off his jewellery, bit by bit and put them in a small pouch with care. While still hidden from the employee he sneakily pressed his paws to his snout and nuzzled them, just for a few moments to recharge his batteries and making sure that they had not been damaged by the road outside. Much to his relief he found them just as pristine and his pads just as soft and squishy as before. The sigh that escaped forced him to take a deep breath with his paw still pressed against his snout and the scent of his own paw flooded his lungs, making the dragon shiver and murr. Warm and arousing as always, a slightly musky tang and hints of sweat once again reminded him just why he loved doing that in the privacy of his own home, or even in front of people that he knew would like the sight of a handsome dragon male huffing his very own paws in public. That tended to score him quite a few likeminded individuals over the years and he had yet to see that technique fail him.

"I'm ready." Dorian chirped happily and motioned with a wing for Noxy to get on the bed.

"Sure." For a moment the dragon was worried he had been seen but the perfectly relaxed and casual expression of the gryphon boi told him that his quick moment of self-love had not been caught. With the scent of his foot still lingering in his nostrils, Noxy gently laid on the bed and relaxed. "I'm new but I promise I'll try to do just a good a job as the seniors." The nervousness of the gryphon could be seen and felt clearly, which was rather cute and adorable, adding to the already cute look that being so plump all around gave him.

"I don't doubt it so get those talons of yours working Dorian, I'm sure you'll do great." He winked and got a bit of a blush as a response. A couple of seconds later Noxy felt a pair of talons press against the base of his wings and slowly start to knead the bundles of muscles surrounding them, gently and tenderly working over the knots that having those two magnificent wings constantly tucked caused. "That's good."

"Thank you." Dorian smiled, not stopping as he kept massaging. "Would you like me to use oils? They're great for scales and hide."

"Oh yes, didn't think of that. Oil me up, cute boy." He suspected he had coaxed another blush from the employee but he cared little or simply stopped caring the moment he felt warm liquid trickle over his back and be spread by those skilled avian paws on every muscle group that ached and some that he didn't even remember he had. "Mmmm..." Noxy murred and let himself be at the mercy of the gryphon. Every time he opened his eyes he saw that the clock was a bit further along and felt that his body was slowly getting back to tip-top shape. Simply stretching felt like heaven now that he had no more knots all over the place.

"How's it going so far?"

"Mmmm... I'm gooood... keep going." The dragon murred and purred, finally seeing the gryphon move away from his back and wings to his forelimbs and start massaging the muscles back there too.

In a moment of deep pleasure Noxy yawned and stretched again, wiggling all the appendages that could be wiggled, spreading his limbs and toes as wide as he could to scratch a new itch. Dorian paused for a moment and then went back to doing his job. The gryphon hummed to himself when he finished his first limb and moved on to the second, lulling the dragon into a gentle sleep, aided by the warmth of the oil and the room they were in as the heat from their bodies made the temperature rise ever so slightly.

Noxy didn't quite fall asleep but he did lose himself in a series of very pleasurable half-dreams and seemed to go deeper when he felt the gryphon touch his paws and knead them gently, rolling his scaly thumbs over the gaps and coating them in more oil. However, he didn't quite manage to completely move into the land of Morpheus because in that very moment he felt the gryphon's talons stop massaging his pads and instead felt something hard press against them. Confused for a second, Noxy tried to feel what was happening but he could not quite make out the shape of the thing rubbing against his foot. Then he felt air rush through the gaps of his toes and a soft, long, needy moan that made his brain awaken in a split second and back to speed in another. He did not move at all and waited some more, watching through the reflection in the mirror on the wall as the gryphon pressed his beak against his foot and huffed, time and time again, nuzzling his paws with a look of adoration almost. Noxy smiled and pretended to stretch, making the gryphon boi freeze as he 'accidentally' spread his paws around his beak and then gripped it hard, forcing his toes around it and letting the musky gaps rest right on his secret admirer's nostrils. Damian chirped and took an even deeper breath, his entire body shivering as he did so, clearly loving this even more than the dragon who was getting his paws smelled since the avian's sheath plumped up and a few inches of bright red gryphon cock peeked out of it, oozing with precum already.

"Enjoying my paws I see..." Noxy had thought of holding back and letting the employee have some more fun but his own arousal could not be hidden for much longer: pressed between his belly scales and the soft bedsheets, the thick cock that was spilling forth from his black sheath was starting to become far too needy for the dragon to just lay there. Damian squawked and stepped back, hiding his growing erection with his wings as he tried to pretend he had not been caught huffing a customer's feet like that.

"N-no I wasn't..." He looked away and blushed.

"Oh come on, I'm not angry now, am I?" He smiled, letting the gryphon know he was not about to jump on him anytime soon. "In fact... I guess you could say I was enjoying the massage even more."

A big smirk blossomed on his snout and then the dragon rolled on his flank, lifting the offended hindleg high enough for the blushing avian to look at his own arousal, his sharp eyes lingering on the fat flare that throbbed and swelled as more and more inches of equine shaft slipped out. Noxy chuckled and craned his neck, bringing his paw closer to his snout and then pressed the two against each other, gently rubbing his pad on his nostrils as he took a deep whiff. Dorian gulped, moving so that he could look at the show better, forgetting to hide the bright red shaft now almost completely out of its sheath, utterly fixated on the dragon sniffing his own paws. Noxy murred, the scent bringing his arousal to new heights, adding to the pleasure of now having a captive and clearly interested audience in the room. With a long growl, the dragon opened his maw and let his tongue sneak out so that he could give his paws a good, long lick. The taste and the scent of himself made Noxy's cock finally grow to full mast, the impressive two foot shaft throbbing wildly, ignored entirely until the dragon stopped licking the gaps between his toes and pressed them against that ebony pillar of throbbing flesh.

"That is so hot." Dorian gulped again, quietly rubbing his shaft as the dragon curled his hindlegs and pressed both of his hindpaws on each side of that monster of a cock with clearly practiced movements.

"I bet it is..." Noxy grinned and pulled his feet back, a few dozen strands of precum connecting them still to his flare as it oozed precum. "So, how hard is it for someone like you and me to work in this place and not be able to press your beak to every pair of musky paws you find?" The dragon waited as Dorian struggled, unable to stay still on the spot before sighing hard enough for his feathered chest to sink.

"It's a nightmare!" The gryphon slumped on the floor, his limbs resting motionless at his sides. "I mean... I never had this problem before in my life, never had to struggle this hard but the moment I started working in this place I..."

"I understand." Noxy smiled. "I once too wanted to get into this business but I knew I would not be able to resist myself." The dragon sat up on the bed, looking down at the gryphon. "You must have had a will of iron."

"Well... I lost in the end, didn't I?" Dorian smiled wryly, looking as if he was both glad and sad that he had been caught.

"And how could you have not? Look at these!" He stretched out his legs towards the gryphon, toes spread out, pads still slick with saliva and oils. "These are the best paws in the world... I am the first that cannot resist them and they are attached to myself, how hard you think I have it?" Noxy's tone rose, joking but clearly there was some truth beneath that exaggerated tone. "So, want to have some fun and let loose with someone who will not complain?"

"What?" Dorian's head snapped towards him, eyes wide in shock.

"I mean: how about going to town on my paws and letting me do the same to yours. We both get our batteries recharged and enjoy ourselves to the fullest?" Noxy grinned, wiggling his toes inches away from the gryphon boi, making the act of forming any thought that could be called coherent all the harder for him. "Come on, we still have an hour and some, that means an hour you can spent huffing and licking these to your heart's content. The only thing you need to do..." He pulled back and laid on the bed, his back resting on the sheets and paws aimed at the ceiling. "... is come here and take what you want." The gryphon was clearly hesitant, unsure whether to accommodate his client's wishes or to act according to the guidelines and not give in to the magnificent, mouth-watering sight of those big soft pads beckoning him to bury his beak in between and take a long sniff. The excitement and the rush of doing so in secret was gone now, that sensation that he was doing something wrong and yet so right passed, but now he was presented with the chance to let that feeling be justified and unhindered by the fear of being caught. "Come on, I'll make you an offer that will be even better then: you, my lovely gryphon, will enjoy my paws as much as he wants... as long as I get to do the same with his talons." Dorian gulped, his throat suddenly dry and watering at the thought at the same time. "I want those big scaly talons on my snout, I want to sniff, lick and feel them on my cock as I give your furry sack a massage with my feet. I want to look at you lick my toes clean of my cum when I make you blow your load, I want to see you give them a tongue bath and make them shine."

As the dragon kept laying offer after offer, filling the gryphon's head with images of fantasies he never even knew he had, Dorian realized he was drooling, his eyes following every slight movement of Noxy's thick digits, sometimes wandering beyond them, focusing entirely on the fat, throbbing, ebony shaft. He now wanted to know how firm it was, how hot it was and how messy the orgasm at the end would be. His own cock was achingly hard, his sack roiling with a level of lust he had not felt in years. Before Noxy could give him yet another reason to give in, he saw the gryphon dash forward as if he were stalking prey, his eyes laser-focused on his feet. In a split second Dorian was buried in between the dragon's soft pads and thick digits, completely lost in the sensation, chasing after one paw, nuzzling it only to try and catch the other one as Noxy pulled them away from his grasp, always an inch further than he could reach until he had managed to coax the horny gryphon into jumping on the table with him, his ass slightly raised as his legs were taken hostage and held together so that Dorian could relish in their taste and scent. Saliva dribbled onto the dragon's soft sack, coating the two fat orbs in it as the other male's shaft leaked precum in liberal amounts, jet after messy jet of liquid lust painting his backside. The dragon murred at the sight, arching his back as his tailhole was gently prodded by that bright red shaft, warmed up by it, his paws licked and taken care of for the first time in a while by someone else other than him.

Noxy smiled and sighed, opening his lips so that he could make sure all the precum bubbling from his own massive, flared ebony shaft wouldn't spill on his muzzle. His tongue caressed the fat flare, gently cleaning it, his snout pressed against it, enjoying his own scent in the same way he'd enjoy his foot musk any other day. As the gryphon got more and more heated, Noxy felt him start to hump a little too much, the excited male losing his cool and pressing against his tailhole. With a swipe of his tail, the dragon reversed the situation, now on top among the two, staring Dorian eye to eye, his crystal clear blue pool locked into his emeralds for long, unending seconds. He got comfortable, spreading his hindlegs, letting his black scaled sack drape over the gryphon's fuzzy pouch, their nuts sharing heat and the trickle of precum from their shafts.

"Mmm, as much as I'd love to jump to some nice sex, I'm not here for that kind of fun." Dorian blushed when he heard that, a bit embarrassed he had lost his cool for a moment. "Maybe another time but now... now I want something else from you." Noxy flashed him a big grin, slowly grinding his hips back and forth, their cocks rubbing against each other, hot black dragon flesh against bright red gryphon flesh, spilling more and more precum until both of their bellies were beginning to be covered in that sticky, white lust. Under the sparkling gaze of the gryphon, Noxy grabbed his hindlegs in turn, dragging the male's rump higher, letting their sacks deform around each other and then, planted his snout right against Dorian's talons and took a long whiff. "Mmmmmm..." Talons always had a very peculiar scent, completely different from anything else, the scales covering each thin digit were smooth on top, rough at the bottom, making each lick and each round of nuzzling so very special. They were warm but lacked that softness of his own pads, but the strength was the same. "So tasty." Dorian chirped, his cock firing a thicker jet of cloudy precum on his feathered coat, making his feathers stick together ever so slightly. Noxy grinned and opened his maw, welcoming inside it an entire digit, his tongue dancing around the sharp claw and over every last scale covering it. "Talons have such a special scent... so exotic..." The dragon closed two thick digits around his snout so that his nostrils were buried in the valley between the two and took a deep sniff, his tongue lashing out to lick and collect sweat as it formed over those sturdy scales. "Such a lovely musk..."

"Sssso goood..." Dorian shivered, his wings fluttering beneath his back, spreading the scent of sex and male musk in the entire room even more, the paper attached to the walls swaying as the force of his beats rose.

"Indeed." For a few long minutes the two simply laid there, holding the other's feet against their nostrils, sniffing, licking nuzzling. However, Noxy was quickly growing far too aroused to simply continue this way and pulled back, his toes slathered in saliva, strands dripping over the one responsible for that mess. "Shall we take this a step further, hmm?" The dragon smirked, positioning himself so that their cocks were rubbing, his massive black shaft smothering Dorian's, precum bubbling from both tips in large amounts.

"Ye-yes!" The gryphon squirmed beneath him, his hips twitching, bringing pleasure to the both of them, his cream furred balls slapping on Noxy's over and over as the underbelly of his pink cock rubbed up and down the ebony pillar.

"Then why wait any longer?" As the dragon pulled back still, Dorian gulped, not sure what to expect but already on the verge of a messy orgasm that could come any second. He stared at Noxal while he slumped on his back, wings tucked behind and legs spread wide. For a split second the gryphon was treated to the sight of the dragon's neon green tailhole, the ring of supple flesh twitching ever so slightly only to be hidden by the male's fat sack an instant later, just enough to make the gryphon whimper in need. "So eager... I wonder how long you can last..." Before Dorian could realize, he felt something soft placed against his shaft on both sides, something warm and slick. He opened his eyes and saw Noxy's paws flexing as they held his shaft upright, the pads covered in his own saliva now pressed on his flesh. The gryphon chirped, his length shivering and throbbing, a few spurts of cloudy precum flying a foot above the crown and splattering back on himself and the dragon paws. Noxy licked his lips, flexing his hindpaws again, watching as the other male whimpered, thrusting within his grasp. "Don't leave me hanging, cute boy."

"Oh, oh... ffff..." Dorian gasped, hurrying to bend his own legs so that he could grasp the dragon's far more hefty shaft in his talons. Both hissed in pleasure, Noxy curling his toes once the gryphon's strong talons encircled his flesh, not quite as thick or soft as his own but slender and long enough to make a full circle, in turn making Dorian flex and feel the heartbeat through the ebony shaft as if he were placing his head upon his chest. "It's so hot..." The talons of an avian are good to vent heat since their feathers are meant for the opposite, but at the same time it makes them far more sensitive, meaning the warm, hot shaft of the dragon before him seeped into his bones with ease. The gryphon wrapped his talons around it completely despite its size, whereas Noxy's fat digits pressed against his own cock from the sides, smothering him, caressing him with softness and even more heat. "F-f-faster!" Dorian pumped faster as well, trying to egg Noxy into stroking him harder, precum spilling from both males like broken taps, turning the towel put on the table into a musky, sweat and precum-soaked rag that made the room even steamier as it was kept heated by their very own bodies.

Dorian came first, the rush of having sex at work, the joy of having pads he had been licking and sucking on minutes before now giving him the best footjob of his life, the excitement of a fat cock within his own grasp, it was all too much. His pink shaft twitched and shivered before it started jumping, spilling shot after shot of thick spunk onto his belly, matting the brown fur in odd clumps and angles while Noxy grinned and, while he kept stroking his lover, once again started licking and swallowing inches of his own cock and brought himself to a messy release into his very own maw, throat dancing as he swallowed loads of thick dragon cum. Dorian was panting hard as the dragon pulled his paws back and spread the digits before him, making the gryphon watch as his pads were soaked in avian cum, lewd bridged connecting each toe to the next. Noxy chuckled before putting both of those soaked feet against the one who had made them so messy, his cum-coated toes now smothering the gryphon's beak in fresh spunk and hot dragon pads.

"Remember what you said before? Well, here they are... clean them up..." Dorian was suddenly surrounded by his own scent, the musk of his cock so deeply staining those godly pads and toes, cum dripping on his beak and nares. He took a long whiff and came a little again, his softening cock, mostly spent after the massive orgasm that had turned Noxy's feet into such a chaotic mess, firing a few last drops on his own belly fur.

He opened his beak and licked, tasting cum and sweat and the oils of his cock, and then he licked again, again and again, grabbing both paws, holding them in place as he went to town. He huffed, licked, rubbed and made out with Noxy's thick digits, sucked on them to clean all of the cum he had coated them with, snorting till he could smell the dragon's own scent hidden deep beneath layers of gryphon musk. It was like watching a starved man find food in an empty wasteland, the gryphon breathing in dragon paws, tasting dragon paws and seeing only dragon paws, lost in a sea of neon green toes.

"Oooh that is a good massage..." Noxy chuckled and grew hard again, enjoying getting his feet worshipped in such a devoted, passionate way far more than any other kind of massage. It had been far too long since he had met someone so eager to make him feel so needy from that stimulation. He began stroking himself again, sadly unable to grab Dorian's talons as the feverish gryphon's legs were spread wide to the sides. Lick after lick Dorian gave his paws a spit-shine, not a drop of cum left and still he sucked on his toes and sniffed between their gaps. "Ohhh keep... keep going..." The dragon was brought closer and closer to another orgasm as he felt hot air brush against the gaps of his pads and toes, a stiff beak rubbing against his soft spots over and over. "Ffffck...!"

Noxy grunted and came again, minutes after the last orgasm, his balls pulled taut against his tail as he painted the wall behin him in white cum. Dorian saw it and shivered from head to tail tip, his own still achingly hard shaft lurched and delivered a few more shots of cum, onto Noxal's lap this time, cumming hands-free from all that huffing and worshipping such godly, perfect feet the dragon had dragged in his small corner of the world. Both collapsed on the massage table, satisfied, spent, drained, one with their feet utterly soaked in saliva, the other less so but slick with dragon sweat and musk.

"Do you make in-home appointments by any chance?"