Jaws of Passion, Chapter 7

Story by Zaeryn on SoFurry

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#2 of Jaws of Passion

A shy male drake and a tomboy shark fall madly in love. Much fucking ensues. Demeaning language, biting and vampirism (blood-drinking) is involved. Cover art by AlbinoPixel.

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Chapter 7: Dragon Fruit

The couple filed inside Zaeryn's humble little abode. He was about to pluck the glasses from his snout when Liana got them for him, placing them on a nearby end table. 'This was it, wasn't it?' he wondered. They were about to get hot and heavy. His chest was so tight. His whole body was so warm and heavy, yet light at the same time. He felt light-headed - a bit drunk. At least he imagined that's what it was like, as he never drank. "I love you, Lily."

"I love you too, Zae. But did you just... call me Lily?" Her voice was an ascending whisper, a gasp of pleasure.

"What of it?" he asked plainly.

"It's cute."

"Then it fits you. Know what else fits you?"

Gently, he palmed her soft, warm cheek and using a thumb, brushed away some loose bangs. His left arm, cradled in the small of her back, held her slim waist against him. The pair gazed affectionately into each other's eyes, eager to quench the loneliness they conveyed. But they closed them, trusting their muzzles instead. They inched closer and closer, as if magnetized, until eventually, the two were safe once more in the embrace of each other's lips. Sliding against his, hers felt so smooth, squishy, warm and slightly moist. This time though, Zaeryn pushed his reptilian tongue between them, making her shiver and sharply moan.

Not to be outdone, she thrust her own broad tongue into his mouth, rendering his malehood instantly rock-hard. To demonstrate, his large hands sank to palm the entirety of her firm buttocks, tight against her jeans, and pulled her slim waist against his raging arousal. Even half-muffled in his mouth, she gasped, repeatedly moaned as he grinded the swollen bulge against her fly. Squeezing and pinching, Zaeryn kneaded her rump like fresh dough. Showing him she meant business, she momentarily suckled his tongue, implying another organ. 'Gods damn , girl!' Well, he had to experience that.

Thus began their battle for oral dominance, no-holds-barred. Their tongues repeatedly thrust into and out of each other's mouths, slid firmly against each other, coiled together like twin snakes, pinned each other down. Each, along with their lips, got gently gnawed and tugged. In a display unique to carnivores, the lovers also licked the dagger points of each other's teeth. Hers were more complicated because, behind her front rows, there were several more, like a dental conveyor belt. Zae had almost forgotten about that. Constantly pushing each other, their muzzles tilted from one side to the other as the two made oral love, all in an effort to gain the advantage. Their only form of communication was a constant exchange of muffled moans and groans, whimpers and gasps. Meanwhile, their hands kept busy with a grope here, a pinch there, a gentle pulling of hair, a caress of bare flesh. Every conceivable strategy was used. Every so often, Zaeryn had to depart momentarily from the warm, wet tunnel of her mouth, just to catch his breath; She had no such problem, probably because of those gill slits embedded along her neck. Anyway, whenever the drake broke away for a breather, she used the opportunity to cover his neck in quick, little kisses. So intense was their exchange that after a few rounds, the male's tongue was quite sore, so he admitted defeat and the pair departed, leaving strings of saliva between them.

His rather large hands spread comfortably around Liana's denim-covered ass cheeks. With her waist held firm against him, Zae resumed grinding the hot, thick length in his pants against her. "My, my.~ Look at what you've done to me, Liana."

"So what? Zae, do you have any idea how badly I want you? Hell, it's been that way ever since we met. Remember that night you called me and... thought the connection dropped? Well, that wasn't an accident. To be honest, I was... I was touching myself to the sound of your voice, and to the idea of you in those swim trunks, dripping wet. I hung up 'cause I needed to finish."

The drake blinked, momentarily stunned. "You-... Are you serious?"

She nodded, more than a bit embarrassed.

"Damn. What a dirty, little girl you've been."

"Mmf.~ Hey, Zae? That, right there. Dirty talk. That kinda shit drives me crazy - in a good way."

"Well, that works out great'cause I love to dole it out ...ya fuckin' slut. Hey, if anything gets too much for ya, just say 'lemons', okay? That'll be our safe word. Or you can just pinch me."

"Haha! Really? I'm honored. Okay, baby." She was a lemon shark, after all. 'Limes', he later decided, would be their unsafe word: When one of them spoke it, they knew it was playtime.

"But anyway," he continued, "you touched yourself over the phone? That's fuckin' hot. You should've told me and we could've done it together. Well... actually, we kind of did. After we said good night, I was feeling a bit stressed, so I practiced a little... self love of my own. And you know what I thought about? It was you on that night we met, wearing nothing but that two-piece bikini."

"Mmn, Zae," she cooed, tickling his firm stomach with her claws, "Guess we're two of a kind, huh? You're just as big of a perv as me. Thank Gods for that. Speaking of which. Gods damn, your bulge feels so warm up against me. It's so fuckin' long and thick, too. Is that... is that even real or did you like, stuff an eggplant in there?"

"Why don't you find out?" he asked with a proud smirk.

Winking, she replied "Make me."

"Gladly."

Palming her shoulders, Zaeryn pushed Liana down onto her knees, taking her by surprise.

"Whoa! Now, there's a start."

His clawed fingers curled under the hem of his t-shirt and lifted it up, gradually revealing the sculpture beneath. Liana's jeweled eyes followed, transfixed. This was the first time she'd seen the dragon like this, up close. Surrounded by a stout, scaly hourglass of forest green, a broad strip of black scales followed his abdomen from pelvis to jaw. Starting inches above his waistline were six mounds of rounded, square muscle, over them a fine rib cage's arch and on top a firm pair of pectorals. The shirt was tossed carelessly away and next, his hands set to work unfastening those pants.

"You're so handsome, Zae. Did you step right out of my dreams?"

"I've been wondering the same thing about you, Lily." *Zzzrr, rrrrp!* "Gah!~" He breathed a sigh of relief as his still-covered member pushed through the open fly, finally allowed to stretch out a bit. Pinching the elastic waistband of his royal blue boxers, Zaeryn stretched them down and set free his natural gift. Emerging from a horizontal slit, his nine-inch, veiny shaft was a watercolor mix of pinks and purples, tipped with a pointed, sloping head. Hanging around its root like purple fruits were a joined pair of testes forming a knot. With a little hip twisting and leg shaking, the drake's pants ended up around his ankles. Then he stepped free of them, naked as the day he was hatched. _"_Ah.~ That's better."

Liana just stared at it like a fine work of art, mouth agape in wonder. She kept reaching out, but seemed hesitant to touch it. Zaeryn fought the urge to seize the moment and just plunge it inside her mouth. That broad, moist tongue of hers looked so welcoming. However, it would be particularly unwise to plunge one's dick between the jaws of an unsuspecting shark.

"G-g-gods, that's fuckin' big. I'm gonna swallow that thing? Man, and the shapes, those colors. Kinda looks like a, um... Naughty Drake toy. Can't believe I'm sayin' this, Z," she mumbled, "b-but even your dick is beautiful."

Zaeryn didn't know whether to feel touched, turned-on or to laugh.

She lifted his dick and held it vertically aloft, so that his knot settled with a satisfying jiggle. With one hand, she gently stroked his shaft. With the other, she cupped the hefty fruit around its base. "These are your balls, right?"

"Mmf. No sh- I mean that's right," he replied, brushing his fingers through her silk chestnut hair.

Giggling, she admitted, "Shut up. I just didn't know that dragons were like this."

"Well, not all of us."

"Is that so? So, you're just special. Of course, I knew that already. Hmm. How does this feel, love?" The girl started by rolling his eggs around her long, slender digits, then from the tips to the seat of her palm. Then, cupping them like an apple, she gave the pair the most gentle massage she could manage, kneading and pressing every inch of the reproductive fruit. She alternated this pattern for a while. Soft, slow growls rumbled up the dragon's throat but even more embarrassingly, so did chirps - something that typically, only newborn reptiles did. Thankfully, Lia didn't seem to notice. Eyes shut in the throes of pleasure, Zaeryn arched his snout skyward and unfurled his tongue in a big, dumb, open-mouthed grin. Grey smoke trailed out his nostrils and, like some fool canine, his thigh twitched uncontrollably. Until then, he hadn't even noticed, but he was also swaying like a tower of cards; Maybe it was wise to take a seat. So, he planted his scaly ass on the sofa and settled in, taking the shark along.

"See these, Zae?," she asked, still fondling the drake's fruits, '' They're mine now - and just look at 'em. They're like a set of purple candies. I bet they're just as tasty, too."

Zaeryn recalled what Liana had said about dirty talk. "Well, you know what they say: Hands-on learning is the most effective type. So, open up and give 'em a good, thorough bath, you fuckin' sl-lut." His words were pointed like poison barbs. "I'm sure you're no stranger to that kinda thing. Oh, and careful with those teeth."

A muffled, little moan escaped the flustered shark's lips "Oh, yeah. That's the stuff." Parting her moist lips, she pursed them around the girth of a sphere and suckled it like a piece of hard candy. In the process, she stroked it with the wide tip of her tongue, tilting her head from one way to the opposite. Soon, its whole length was unfurled and the longer she worked at it, the stronger those oral muscles felt. She moved from one egg to the other and whichever was not at home in her mouth received a loving massage, instead. Other mates had played with Zaeryn's balls before, but never to such an extent and never so skillfully. This felt like... like downright worship. He was curious how she'd handle the rest.

As if she could read his mind, Liana relinquished her toys, departing with a little kiss. Somehow, it was both cute and sexy. Her eyes ascended his tall, fleshy spear like she was searching for the peak of a giant tree. Taking it all in, she remarked, "Damn. Where do I start?"

"From the bottom, my love." Wait, why was he telling her? Why didn't he just-... Hands splayed wide around her ponytail, Zaeryn shoved Liana's snout into the girth of his shaft and smeared it in for good measure. She made a sharp moan, so she must have liked it. What Zaeryn didn't anticipate, though, was that she took a deep whiff of his scent. "Why, you dirty, little whore," he growled, "So, what do I smell like?"

"P-paradise. I m-mean you smell like a reptile, so kinda like the soil after rain, right? Mmn, fuck." While she talked, Lia planted quick smooches along his member. "But also a little savory, meaty and... indescribably manly." Parting her muzzle slightly, she started to essentially make out with his member. She pursed her smooth lips over its every natural curve and dragged her tongue along its length. Slowly she worked her way up, leaving no inch untouched and his fleshy spear slick with saliva. When at last her lips neared the sensitive tip, they departed with a final kiss. "Mmm. Zaeryn?," she asked, gazing up at the male with those cobalt eyes.

"Yes, Lily?"

"Think I'm ready now. Might not wanna... make any sudden movements, though; You know, what with my teeth."

"Ha. Don't worry, my love. Carnivores generally have more durable equipment, if you catch my drift. What? They didn't teach you that in biology?"

"Uh... Ha, well, I never did pay much attention in school. Anyway. Let's get to work. One more thing, though."

"What's that?"

"I love you," she replied with a smile.

"Aww. I love you too, Lia."

Pursing her lips, Liana spread them around the sensitive tip of Zaeryn's member, already slick with precum. Her tongue peeked out from below and circled around as gradually, she lowered her muzzle around his gift. With the skill of a sword swallower, she ingested the whole package, inch by girthy inch. She didn't gag even once. He was shocked at just how deep the girl could take it. Before long, he could feel the rear of her throat. Those gills made it easier for her to breathe in this situation, but still. Damn.

Liana's head rose and fell, quite slowly at first, while her mouth learned to accommodate his shape and size. Even so, he couldn't help but bite his lip and buck his hips. Her mouth felt like paradise around the dragon's malehood; Her tongue was like a thick, slick carpet. She rolled and rubbed it along his dick's bumpy underside, as if trying to massage the very seed from his urethra. The roof of her mouth was ribbed for male pleasure and so slick it was almost slimy. Together, the two halves formed a tight, warm, fleshy tunnel of pure bliss.

Every time he hilted (just before his hips raced back), Zaeryn's tip prodded the far reaches of Liana's throat, right about where her esophagus began. He could just imagine spilling a load deep in there and Gods, what a turn-on. Just past her pink lips, at the threshold where his dick entered, Lia was left just barely enough room between her teeth - a forest of curved, pearly needles. Thank Gods she knew what she was doing. "Mmh. Such a good girl, Liana. What an obedient, little bitch you are."

She thanked him with a few whiny moans. By this point, she'd really picked up the pace; Though she no longer made the entire trip along the length of Zaeryn's shaft, she instead focused on deep, rapid repetitions along its root. In the process, its sensitive tip constantly rubbed against her saliva-coated throat, causing his thigh to twitch. Given all this stimulation, it didn't take long to push him near the edge.

His shoulders rolled with increasing intensity. "Nnh, fuck. Getting close, baby." Eyes shut tight in ecstasy, Zaeryn's snout turned skyward and parted to unfurl his long tongue. In anticipation, his thigh muscles tightened and talon-tipped toes dug into the carpet. His breaths grew deeper and stronger and as a result, orange and gold silks of fire danced up his throat, followed by puffs of smoke. The pair had spent so much time at foreplay that he'd gotten really worked up; There was a serious build-up of pressure in his nethers. His clawed digits, splayed wide around Liana's head, dug into her hair for a more stable grasp. With that, he started bucking his hips, driving deeper into her eager mouth, slapping her lips with his fat, purple knot. The slut made whiny, pleading moans that to Zae, sounded like she was just begging for a taste of his masculine potion - and who was he to deny her?

"Hnn, aah!" he gasped, "S-so close!" Deep in his loins, the pressure just kept building and building until he could no longer contain it. At last, the first intense jolts of ecstasy raced up Zaeryn's thick shaft and expelled into Liana's waiting mouth like white, hot jets of virility. He threw back his head, took a deep breath and expelled a flamethrower's stream, briefly lighting up the room with a fierce, orange glow.*FWOOMF!* (Thank fuck his apartment building had been built with fireproof materials.) With each orgasmic release, more of the stresses and worries of daily life just vanished and a little more weight fell from his shoulders.

Each time his fluid struck the poor shark's throat, she jolted; It didn't much matter that she was warned about the heat. Still, she took it like a pro. Her head never stopped moving along its span. Not once did she gag.

Once she knew Zaeryn was spent, Liana carefully raised off his nine-inch spear and released it, leaving behind only saliva. They were both short of breath.

"Damn, man. Been saving up for a while?"

"Heheh, no!" he answered with a proud laugh. "There was a lot, huh? Guess you just... coaxed it all out, then."

She gave a sympathetic smile, caressing his thigh. "Bet you feel a lot better now after letting that all out."

"Sure do," he replied, stroking her cheek. "I just hope you're ready for more."