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A freezing, gentle winter night.

Dark as obsidian, Cold as Pluto.

Above, the moon and stars, veiled by the gorgeous grey clouds, seen through perfect clear holes in the gloomy sky.

White as the snow that blankets the ground.

A brilliant shine illuminates the millions of snowflakes that fall.

Its magical. Its beautiful. Its peaceful. It wont last forever.

You breath deep, filling your lungs with chilly, yet invigorating air.

You exhale, and watch the hot steam of your breath vanish into the air.

A gentle breeze, bringing the frost into contact with your cheeks.

The light wind making the snow dance gracefully from the ground into beautiful spirals and twists.

Perfection. Almost.

It's missing something. Someone.

Suddenly, the door behind you opens, flooding the snowcovered wooden deck you stand upon with light.

You hear slow, heavy footsteps crunching in the snow.

Your husband.

You feel hot, calm breath against the back of your neck before a soft kiss makes its presence known.

His massive, strong arms enveloped you slowly.

A gentle embrace, and a loving hug.

He kissed you again, taking off your winter hat and ruffling your hair.

He spoke, his voice calming and warm as a summer breeze, deep as a well.

"Its cold, you should come in soon." As he said this he hugged you tighter.

You tapped his arms, a request to be freed from his powerful hug.

He released you, you turned to face him.

There he was, in all his beauty, looking down at you, smiling warmly.

Your husband. A massive gator and a huge sweetheart.

He was bundled up in several ridiculous, tacky sweaters, atleast three pairs of oversized gloves, and a bright red ushanka with the ear flaps down, barely buttoned together under his chin. He was shivering slightly.

You pulled his snout down and held it from each side with the both of your hands, returning his two loving kisses, much to his joy.

"You are right...Its beautiful out, but I have something far more beautiful for tonight."

He put your hat back on, pulling it down over your eyes playfully.

You pulled your hat back up to the sight of him kneeling.

He leaned close. He whispered.

"I may be beautiful, but you are my treasure."

He picked you up and carried you into the house, all while kissing your lips.

He set you down inside and the both of you took off your winter clothing and boots.

He finished before you and began walking into the living room, teasingly smacking your leg with his tail, adorned with hardened scales.

"Someones playful tonight." You say while grinning.

He turns and sticks his tongue out at you.

You walk into the living room.

The heater is on full blast, the fire is roaring, and two cups of steaming hot cocoa sit on the table.

You watch as he turns lights and lamps off, the only light now illuminating the room was christmas lights hung from the walls and the light of the flames dancing from the fire, creating a moody, seductive atmosphere.

He sits on the couch, its grey leather creaks and groans under his weight.

He spreads his legs way wider than usual as he takes a sip from his hot cocoa cup, his gorgeous grey eyes twinkle with both love and lust, getting lost in your own. You sit down next to him and slowly move your hand over his, holding it tenderly. You sip your own hot cocoa while still staring into his eyes.

You lean in and kiss his nose. You quietly say:

"Happy anniversary, handsome. I love you."

He wraps his arm and tail around you, his tough, armored skin somehow slightly comfortable, yet very cold.

He leans on your shoulder, cuddling up to you.

He closes his eyes for a moment as you pat his head.

He sits up once more, raising his hot cocoa in the air.

"I love you. Words simply cannot describe just how much I do."

"To us, my love. To us, and the long happy life ahead of us."

"'Till death do us part." You say, your face full of glee.

He responds in a quiet, rumbling yet silky tone.

His expression an affectionate smile.

"'Till death do us part."

You clink your mug against his, your custom made silver and ruby wedding rings cut to look like roses gleam in the light gloriously.

ou both gulp down your hot cocoa rather quickly, as you both knew what was coming.

He finishes his way quicker, signaling that hes done with a refreshed "Ahhh."

"Hrrrmmm... That was fantastic."

"Yet... I'm still cold."

He scoots closer to you, his tail pulling even closer, giving you THAT look.

"Warm me up?"

He puts his massive hand on your thigh, carefully avoiding poking you with his claws and ripping your pants, feeling you up.

He stops at your crotch, giving your bulge a firm, yet gentle smack before grabbing your nuts through your pants.

You blush. He grins.

"Stand up, give me the honor of seeing that wonderful backside disrobed." You slyly command.

He stands up, his massive, muscular frame was quite a sight to behold towering over you, he bends over, giving you an eyeful of his tantalizing backside through his pants, arching his thick powerful tail up seductively.

He pulls his pants down, but only just. He looks back at you, smirking.

"Go on, take what you want."

You lean forward and hug his massive tail, feeling up the tough, leathery underside of it lewdly, messing around and exploring every crease and fold before you grab his plump, yet fit, soft, yet firm asscheeks.

You give them a squeeze before you slowly move your hands to his crotch, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.

His pants fall to the floor with a FWHOP.

But theres still an obstacle. His red boxers.

You leisurely pull those down as you kiss down the underside of his tail teasingly, unhurriedly, ensuring to give each section of his scales a smooch.

He widened his stance, exposing his vulnerable, tight pink hole to you.

You slowly lick down the last few sections of his sturdy tail before you begin to make out with his warm, winking eager opening.

You grip the outer part of his massive thighs and kiss deep, tonguing it and ensuring you get as much saliva on and in it as possible.

You have to practically smush your face right against him to wrap your arms around his gargantuan legs, but you don't mind in the slightest.

You pull your wedding ring off your ring finger and put it onto your middle finger, before moving your hands up to his slit.

You began to finger and fiddle with it teasingly, ensuring to taunt him as much as possible, the ring stopping you from going in too deep, and a reminder of just who was doing this to him.

Of who was going to make him a complete shuddering mess.

You knew just how much he loved having his slit played with, and on your big night, you were gonna give it as much love as he wanted.

He shivered, but you couldn't tell if it was from being cold or what you were doing.

You stuck your other middle finger into his slit, going much deeper, slipping it in and out as deep as it would go, all while you were going small circle motions with your other finger, messing with his slimy insides as much as possible.

He moaned and tensed up, cursing under his breath.

His slit was beginning to profusely drip precum all over your fingers and onto the floor.

You were enjoying this. But what he did next made your dick harder than diamonds.

You felt him press himself deeper onto your mouth, still masterfully making out with his tight clenching anus.

He pressed your face as far as it would go into his buttocks, burying your face in a mountainous amount of gator ass.

Your face was held down by his thick, muscular tail and nothing else, ensuring that you were planted firmly between his asscheeks.

He held you there for what felt like an eternity as you got lost in your own bliss, licking and lapping away at his insides, you made sure to give him lots of sloppy kisses as well.

But suddenly, you felt a sharp pain.

Oh right. You had to breathe.

You desperately smacked his thighs with your open palms and felt the heavy weight of his tail lift from your back and neck.

You fell back against the couch and gasped for air while coughing.

He was stricken with worry.

He crouched down, his slit still oozing sticky precum, looking at you sympathetically.

His mouth was slightly agape with shock.

"Are you alri-"

You pressed a finger against his his mouth.

You slightly slurred your words, only just barely recovering from the pure ecstasy you just experienced.

"Jesus. Fucking. Christ. You have no idea just how ok I am right now."

He sighed in relief, he seemed a little embarrassed that he nearly knocked you out in the most lewd way possible, but he was glad you were alright.

You only just realized that you were still fully clothed, your erection practically tearing your pants apart attempting to get free, and that he still had a ridiculous sweater on.

You both stared at each other for a moment, only just realizing the absurdity of what just happened.

He laughed heartily along with you as he picked you up.

He wiped the sweat and spit from your face and gave you a smooch on the forehead.

"You are such a cute dummy. A very cute, handsome, and wonderful dummy even."

"And i'm all yours." You responded cheerfully.

You both suddenly heard a loud crack.

You both turned and saw that the fire was basically out.

You both groaned.

"That is the absolute last time i'm buying that firewood." He said while pouting.

"Well...on the bright side... now we can move to the bedroom with no worries about burning our house down."

You poked his nose after saying this.

"If you insist, beautiful." He said with a toothy smile.

He carried you into the bedroom while making out with you far more intensely than last time.

He set you down again and you tore off your clothing before throwing yourself onto the bed.

He sluggishly pulled up his sweater, taking it off and throwing it to the ground.

He was now totally nude, his olive drab body and light tan underside fully exposed.

He slowly crawled on the bed, seeing a lumbering brute like him move gracefully was incredibly attractive.

He gave your throbbing, hard penis a lick, before slowly licking his way up your entire body, ending it with a loving kiss to your neck.

He pinned you down with his weight as he lay atop you, a look in his eye most ravenous.

Suddenly, he grabbed the sides of your head with his massive hands and opened his ravenous maw, forcing his tongue into your mouth in a deep french kiss.

His sharp teeth slightly poked into your cheeks, reminding you that he was still bigger and stronger, but to you, it was also a reminder of how much of a sweetheart he was, you knew he would never hurt you intentionally.

His tongue slid into your mouth and partially down your throat, shoving your own tongue down with ease.

You both were enjoying this, wrestling and wriggling your tongue around his as he practically licked the insides of your mouth clean while softly moaning.

He broke the kiss. Long strands of saliva connected your mouths.

He smushed himself down upon you even more, he was slowly grinding his hips against you, ensuring that your pulsing shaft was mercilessly taunting his wet, dripping slit.

Your fingers rubbed his hardy, tough-leather underside, sliding over every groove and crease in his robust scalework, feeling up his muscles as you went along.

You gave him a few headpats and a few headrubs, feeling up his armored, hard and bumpy headscales.

This coaxed a deep rumbling bellow out of him as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back in bliss.

He licked your face and neck, ensuring that you knew he was yours.

He sat back up, and ran his hands down your chest.

He looked down at you like you were the most wonderful thing hes ever seen.

He softly held your hands, you were barely able to lock fingers with him.

Your wedding rings touched. He smiled brightly at the sight of that.

He positioned himself above your cock, aiming directly at his slit.

Barely gripping the sides of his lower back, you watched as your penis entered his soaking wet slit, pushing the folds of tough, yet soft skin apart with your shaft, you thrusted once to mess with him, sliding your penis over his.

He gasped in arousal and practically crushed your hands with his grip as you did.

He looked down at you widely grinning.

"You cheeky bastard..."

In a seductive, venomous tone you said "Oh...one last thing you beautiful hunk."

He eagerly asked you "Oh? ...and what would that be?"

Gripping the bedsheets for leverage, you slid yourself under him, you grabbed his ass and dived into his slit.

You licked and kissed deep, occasionally smooching the opening of it.

This caused his legs to tremble and his juicy thighs to clamp down onto your face.

He tilted his head back as he grabbed the back of your head, he was losing his composure, but he was still trying very hard to maintain caution with his sharp claws.

You had a devious idea. Time to motorboat his slit.

"WAUAGHGHBLLGPFPPGSGHDGHFPPFSHGHGBLLFLSGF"

You stuck your tongue out and wildly shook your head back and forward, up and down, at random angles, occasionally kissing his opening and giving him playful nips and nibbles.

You probably looked ridiculous, but he thought you looked like the most beautiful thing hes ever seen.

You blew raspberries into it, as he totally lost control of himself.

He shouted into the heavens as pleasure took over.

"ooooOOOOOOOHHH FUCCCKKKKKKKK~!!!!"

His skullcrushing thighs were about to knock you out, and his claws were digging into your skin slightly as he violently shivered and shuddered, his arms turned to pudding as your tongue rampaged against his sopping wet crotch.

You took great joy in listening to the quivering shouts and copious amounts of panting and moaning you coaxed him into.

You were practically drowning in his precum as his muscular thighs smothered you, he was very, VERY riled up.

He pushed himself off of you, and regained his composure.

His soothing deep voice was shaking.

"Haah! ...F-Fuck!... Hoo... You REALLY know how to get me worked up, my love..."

His penis head was beginning to stick out of his slit, absolutely covered in precum and your saliva.

You gingerly tapped it with your finger, and pushed it back into his slit.

Your fingers danced atop his slit, teasing and prodding, overstimulating him.

He made a cute whine, you decided to end his torment, captivated by his adorable noise.

You positioned yourself under him once more.

You spread your legs apart, giving him complete access to your throbbing penis.

You grabbed his head and pulled him close.

You whispered, a mischievous wide smile across your face.

"Go on. Take what you want."

He happily obliged your request, his face joyfilled and painted with love.

He grabbed both of your arms and held them up by your wrists with one of his hands, pinning them to the headboard of the bed with ease.

He ran his other hand up and down your chest, also caressing your neck and cheek.

You felt his powerful tail coil around your legs, pulling and holding them closed.

He stared deep into your eyes as he slid himself down onto your cock with a wet shlck, slightly shaking as he did so.

He breathed deep, his breath slightly quivering as he hilted himself on you, smushing your balls against his slit, frotting with you as his girthy, pulsing penis slid under yours inside his sticky, wet, clenching slit.

You made a bad imitation of his species courting growl as he pushed himself up, getting ready to slowly, calmly ride you.

He stared at you for a moment, his face a mix of arousal and a blank stare.

That really set him off, awakening something primal deep within him as he began to intensify his movements against you.

His hips were doing speedy circular motions, his legs were completely spread, he was mercilessly riding you, rapidly slamming your cock into his slimy slit, bouncing up and down on upon your cock with great force in a frenzy.

The once silent room was now filled with an orchestra of lewd moans, wet slaps, plaps, growls, snarls, and shouts.

Your body was screaming at you, barely able to handle the load of his massive, fit frame smashing against you.

He was no longer just fucking you, he was desperately mating with you.

He was rapidly repeating "I love you" in short, intoxicated breaths between moans and playful courting growls and snarls.

You struggled and wiggled a little, just to get him even more worked up.

His grip around your wrists was stronger than iron, your legs wrapped up in his tail, you were completely helpless and at the mercy of his now out of control lust.

He pressed himself down on you, milking your cock like a pro, his weight smacking against your genitals, grinding them into pulp with wet slaps and plaps.

This went on for several minutes before he leaned in, licking your face and grabbing your chin before he opened his jaws wide, his tongue invading your mouth as he began to deeply kiss you, his razorsharp teeth scratching your cheek skin, his claws also poking at your lowercheek as he gripped your jaw, holding you in place.

You closed your eyes and enjoyed the sensations of him wildly tonguing and tasting your insides like his life depended on it, all while being held down by his weight and strength, being ruthlessly mated with in a craze by the one you love most, delirious from passion and desire.

Your throbbing hard cock slid around out of control in his slit, it went over, to the side, under his, your cock heads touched a few times, "kissing" each others heads with each others sticky, viscous precum.

He broke the kiss, wiping the drool and saliva that connected your mouths from his and looked down at you in endearment.

His breath was heavy and impassioned.

He put his hand on your chest, feeling your fast-paced heartbeat.

He loomed over you and smooshed his abs against your face, allowing you to kiss them.

You happily did so, running your tongue against his leathery, tough scales and bulging muscles, giving him a few playful nibbles.

He slammed himself down on your penis way harder than he was riding you a final time, and held himself down on your pulsing, twitching cock.

He practically pulverized your loins, but fuck, it hurt so good.

He was now moving his hips in horizonal circles on your diamond-hard dick, ensuring it was buried deep inside his slit and rubbing against his own length.

He rocked his hips up and down while still doing circles, careful not to pop himself off your mighty shaft hilted inside him.

This went on for what felt like an eternity.

His glorious armored frame felt heavy against you, but you will endure, for your love is far stronger than any muscle.

His tail was crushing your legs, you could hardly feel them.

His iron grip on your wrists somehow tightened even further.

He looked directly into your eyes in an intense, romantic gaze, his grey eyes gleaming with affection and admiration for you.

The sight of this caused you to feel weak, your strength left you as your aching balls hitched, preparing to cum.

He looked at you, his mouth open in a smile filled with joy, with a slight tinge of excitement.

He knew you were close.

He wiggled and swayed himself on your throbbing cock, coaxing a moan out of you, much to his delight.

He moved his free arm behind himself and under his tail gracefully, he was playing with your balls.

He fondled them, he softly and carefully gripped them, urging you to release.

He shifted his hand up from your wrists while loosening his grip, now restraining your arms by the palms of your hands.

He spoke in a soft, trembling voice.

"I...love you...so much..."

...!

.....!!!!

You squirmed and wriggled, before your movements turned into violent thrashing, your entire body tensed up.

You threw your head back as you felt your orgasm work its way up your pulsing shaft, desperate to cum inside your husband.

You shot your load into him, your balls hitching and your cock twitching, splurting into him several times, flooding his slit with your love.

You thrust against his slit roughly a few times, unable to control yourself.

You lay there exhausted and overwhelmed, pulsing into him as he closes his eyes and smiles, looking overjoyed, but somewhat embarrassed.

You shot your last bit of cum into him as you felt his tail unwrap from your legs and his hand letting your arms go from being pinned to the headboard.

Your arms fell to your sides and feeling returned to your legs.

He carefully got off of you, you watched as your potent seed dripped from his slit onto the covers.

He kissed his finger with the wedding ring, and planted an airkiss on your still twitching cockhead.

You shot one last pathetic strand of semen at him upon him touching you.

He stuffed his fingers into his slit, filling his hand with your cum.

You watched as he slowly licked his fingers, cleaning them of your semen.

He bent forward over you, pressing his neck against your face.

You heard him loudly slurp his fingers and gulp, you felt the bulge in his neck slowly go down his throat, bringing your cum with it.

You can hardly process just how hot that was, as you were in a state of total exhausted bliss.

You felt him embrace you warmly, wrapping his big, benevolent, strong arms around your back. He sat up, pulling you up with him.

He hugged and gently held you for a few minutes, being extra cuddly.

He gave you a few soft kisses to the neck before you were able to speak.

"Ugh...Fuuuuuckkk...."

You grabbed the back of his neck and gave the side of his snout a few kisses.

He set you against the headboard of the bed and sat in front of you, holding your hands.

You leaned back, slowly regaining your strength.

"Handsome, cute dummy." He teased.

"Adorable... ...sweetheart... ...dork..." you responded.

He laughed heartily and rubbed your head, ruffling your hair.

You took a look down at the mess you made of his privates.

He was totally erect now, his pink cock soaked in all sorts of sexual fluids.

He wasn't "large" by his species standards, but he had a lot of girth.

He looked at you with a smug smirk. You both weren't done yet.

He fell on his back, his weight shifting the mattress off the frame of the bed slightly.

He presented himself to you for a moment, gripping the insides of his thighs, holding himself up with his tail, spreading his legs and exposing his clenching, tight hole to you.

You were invigorated at the sight of him doing this.

He gave you a wink and stuck his tongue out at you before he flipped himself onto his stomach.

He arched his back, shoving his butt upward, curling his clawed toes provocatively, shoving his face down into the covers.

His tail was still down, purposely teasing you by hiding his lewd bits.

He swayed his butt back and forward, swishing his tail along perfectly as to not to give you even a glimpse of his privates.

He turned back and looked at you, still sticking his tongue out at you.

He beckoned you with the finger his wedding ring was on to mount him.

He spoke in a hushed, sweet, intimate tone.

"I know you love seeing me like this, my beautiful husband."

You sprang up from your resting position, faceplanting into one of his buttcheeks.

He chuckled at you. "Cute cute dummy..."

Those damn words did things to you, and you loved it.

You gave his plump ass a play-chomp and a smack before you ran your hands up his hardened, battle-ready scales before you got to his head, you proceeded to give him headscritches and pats once again.

ou ran your other hand under his powerful jaw, giving him chinrubs as well.

He sighed in relaxation and pleasure, before that deep rumbling bellow started from him once more.

You did this for atleast five minutes before you planted a smooch on his forehead and got back behind him.

You tried to lift his thick, hefty tail upwards but couldn't.

He looked back at you with half closed eyes and a smug smirk.

"Something wrong, my love?"

"Could you-"

"No."

His smugness was off the charts as he rested his head in both of his hands while yawning.

"You gotta court me again first." He flirted.

He smacked the side of your torso with his tail teasingly, just giving you a splitsecond glimpse of his hole.

"You... liked that stupid impression...?"

"Yes. I want you to do it again."

You sighed and did an awful imitation of his species courting growls once more.

He yawned wide and snapped his jaws down at lightning speed, creating a "popping" sound.

He was completely screwing with you.

"Come on you cute dummy... I know you've got it in you."

He lifted his tail slightly, but not entirely, and shook his butt in the air, encouraging you to try again.

You put a little more effort into your "growl" this time. It sounded pathetic, but he seemed to enjoy it.

"Hrrrrmmmm... almost there, my adorable, wonderful husband."

Determined to absolutely plow your gator husbands ass, you got right next to his ear as you slid your fingers into his slit.

You growled right into his ear while messing with his slit, poking his "knot" and rubbing his penishead.

This was your best attempt yet.

You saw his shoulders tense up and his tail lift slightly instinctively.

He responded with his own submissive courting growl, it sounded magnificent, like a cello and bass duet mixed with a rednecks supercharged lawnmower.

You were awestruck by this glorious noise for a moment.

He bit the covers and gripped them tightly, arching his backside even higher and hucking his tail up.

Success.

You slid back behind him, beholding his beautiful, completely vulnerable backside.

He looked back at you and did a short submissive courting growl, before speaking up in a calm, proud, and affectionate voice.

"Claim me once more... Just like you did on our wedding night all those years ago."

You hugged his tail, rubbing your hands against his armored scales and tough, leathery, yet smooth underside, before giving his thighs some light, taunting smacks.

You grabbed his cheeks tenderly, spreading them apart even further to give his hole one final long, passionate, sloppy kiss.

M'wah.

You had to fight your urges to give him more.

You did that dumb growl once more for him.

He was harder than bedrock as he once again responded with his own submissive courting growl, except this time slightly quivering in impatient anticipation.

It was actually quite wonderful to listen to, that strange, soothing sound.

You understood exactly why he liked your horrible imitations now.

You stood on his strong calves, lining your diamondhard penis up with his anus, pressing just the tip of it against him.

You slid into him slowly, gently.

His insides eagerly clenched around your penis as you pushed deeper.

You heard him gasp and slowly say "yessss..." under his breath.

You finally hilted him, your mighty shaft deeply invading his insides as your balls dangled against him.

"Comfortable, handsome?" You asked both teasing and seriously.

"Mmrrrphfff..."

His tail began to partially wrap around your torso, smushing you against him.

You'll take that as a yes.

You began to sluggishly hump, sliding in and out of him slowly, as to give him time to adjust himself to you.

Not that he really needed it, being a several hundred pound walking tank and all, but its the thought that counts.

Thrust by thrust, you slowly increased your speed.

Finally, you were going at a decent pace, your dangling balls softly smacking against him with each motion.

Over time, his breaths became soft and quivering, mixed with quiet moans.

He was completely relaxed, letting you have your way with him entirely as he gripped the bedsheets and repeated the phrase "I love you" in a whisper.

God, he was adorable.

You unleashed a deep guttural growl as you began to pick up your pace even further, being slightly merciless as you started to ravage him.

Surprising him, you saw his shoulders tense up and felt his strong legs tremble.

He gasped and moaned, unable to actually respond with his own submissive growl this time.

His heavy tail dropped the moment after your growl, it went limp.

You somehow managed to shove his heavy tail up, you were hugging it, using it as leverage to slam your penis into his clenching hole, which was borderline milking you at this point.

You just drove him nuts, he was beginning to lustily push his hips back into your thrusts.

He was rapidly cussing under his breath, saying "fuck" every time you drove yourself into him.

"Handsome boy." You playfully snapped.

He stopped dead in his tracks for a moment. Now you've done it.

His insides clamped down around your penis as you rampaged against his hole.

He threw himself back into your thrusts with perfect timing, his butt meeting your loins each time with a meaty slap.

You bounced off his juicy, thick, muscular ass as you hurled yourself against him with all the force you could muster.

He was growling and snarling in pleasure, beginning to get lost in pure ecstasy.

You hunched yourself over, hilting him, now only doing short quick thrusts that didn't slide you too far out of him.

You slid your hands around his massive, bulging thighs, and began to play with his cock and slit, taunting and prodding him as you repeatedly called him a "Handsome boy."

He couldn't even respond, you were completely overwhelming him, physically, emotionally, and mentally.

Your humping intensified as your hanging balls slapped against him with a sickening yet so, so arousing plap.

You ensured to poke his abs with your wedding ring every now and then, sarcastically saying "Oops" each time you did.

You hammered away at his defenseless anus, but you were also deviously messing with his penis, rubbing and stroking his pulsing, powerful shaft, teasing and taunting his wet slit with his own precum.

You listened to his hot and bothered breaths with elation as you felt him shake and shiver, more and more violently.

You were fucking him completely senseless and he was practically melting from pleasure.

His cock throbbed and pulsed, steadily leaking precum onto the sheets.

You had a mischievous idea.

You stopped for a moment, he protested with a whine and a shaky short courting growl.

You grabbed one of his legs and flipped him on his side, almost too easily.

You mounted him once more, shoving his monstrous armored tail aside, barely able to hold his muscular leg up with one shoulder as you went to town on him, thrusting wildly inside him.

You watched his clawed toes curl as you ruthlessly fucked him, as visual indicator of how well you were doing, as if the tight clenching of his hole, his diamond-hard cock twitching in your free hand as you stroked up and down his beautiful curved length, the violent trembling of his body, and the look of complete and total bliss on his face as his tongue hung slightly out of his mouth wasn't enough for you.

Not even mentioning the auditory feedback you were getting from him, heavy breathing, whimpers and moans, groans and snarls, and desperate attempts trying to make his courting growls.

You were powerfucking him like a machine for several minutes, completely surprised by your own force and stamina.

His thick, powerful leg was beginning to get very heavy, he was going completely limp.

You dropped his leg and let him roll onto his back.

You sat on the underside of his tail for a moment as you forced his plump cheeks apart with great effort to enter him again.

His winking opening was eager to accept you once more as you slammed yourself into him with a meaty smack.

You slowly, calmly thrusted into him as you looked at the shuddering, incoherent mess you were making him.

You took great joy in listening to his quivering, emotional moans and his trembling breaths.

You leaned forward and grabbed his hands, holding them tenderly, doing circles in his palms with your thumbs.

You stopped thrusting for a moment, and took a look at his beautiful penis.

You give the base of his penis a kiss, before slowly licking up the side and giving his head a few playful nibbles and licks before giving it a very, very soft intimate kiss.

You felt his insides clench around your shaft buried deep within him as you did this. It felt fantastic.

You heard him gasp and whine, attempting to stammer out something.

You stopped holding his hands as you rubbed his tough-leather, hardy, smooth scalework covering his abs, caressing him gingerly. You totally worked him over.

He finally was able to speak. He said two words.

"...Haaaaah... C-Cute...Dummy... Uummphfffff..."

Those. Damn. Words. They were your weakness.

The adrenaline was beginning to die down as you began to feel very sore, tired and weak.

You had to endure and hurry.

You weren't going to disappoint your husband, not on this special night.

You passionately shouted for him to brace himself.

Gathering up all the remaining strength and stamina you could muster, you began to annihilate his asshole, thrusting and grinding your hips against him as quick and as hard as you could, much to his satisfaction as he was screaming out that he loved you along with your name while his insides clamped down on you, desperately urging you to cum.

You angled yourself better, managing to slide further down into him.

"A-AUGH!!!... F-FUCK!!!..."

You just tapped his love-button.

You slammed your weight onto him with several frenzied thrusts, your pulsing shaft pressed right up against his prostate, bullying it into submission.

You wrapped both of your hands around his girth, stroking him up and down rapidly while wildly slamming yourself into him, flattening his g-spot.

He thrashed and squirmed, nearly shredding the bedsheets as he gripped them tightly.

He was close. You could feel it.

You looked at him and he looked at you. Your eyes locked.

In that moment, you saw what little composure he had left fade into dust as his eyes rolled back in pure pleasure.

You hilted him one final time, ensuring to press all your weight down on his love-button, massaging the base of his cock with one hand, the other stroking his tip, urging him to release.

He shouted your name as he came.

You saw as several thick, white ropes shot into the air from his twitching, throbbing cock, landing all over his belly and chest.

He shot his potent load all over, violently shaking and thrusting into the air as he orgasmed.

The sight of his cock splurting out cum and the thought that you just probably gave the one you love most dearly the best sex of his life was a little too much for you as you again began to jizz.

Your balls hitched, emptying themselves deep into your husbands glorious ass. You pressed yourself against him as you shakily shouted that you loved him.

You pulsed into his now wet, tight insides, filling him to the very brim with your love.

You shot into him atleast seven times, flooding his insides with your sticky semen. You looked down at him, he was in heaven.

You took it one step further by poking his slit once more, coaxing a moan and one more thick strand of cum out of him.

You pulled out of him after you were finished.

"Consider...yourself...courted..." You said huffing, as you gave his butt a hard smack.

You only saw a brief glimpse of your semen oozing out from him before you collapsed on him, totally exhausted.

You lay atop him, hugging him the best you could, resting your head on his chest. You both lay there in the afterglow, absolutely covered in each others fluids.

You rest upon him for what felt like ages until you heard him grunt and loudly swallow.

Between heavy breaths, he spoke.

"...That...was..... ...Incredible...My love..."

You felt his arms wrap around your back, hugging you.

"Mmphf... But..you failed at...one thing..."

You slightly panicked upon hearing this, did you ruin your big night somehow?

He pulled you up, giving your cheek a soft kiss.

He whispered in a smug voice. "I'm still cold."

You sighed in relief.

He chuckled. "Cute...Cute dummy."

You stroked the sides of his snout and poked his nose.

"Happy...anniversary... my handsome sweetheart...I..love you."

He hugged you even tighter, cuddling up to you.

"Happy anniversary, my love."

He let you lay atop him, holding you close and smooching you while massaging your shoulders carefully as to not poke you with his claws.

After awhile, you regained your strength, giving him many affectionate kisses to his neck.

You looked into his eyes.

"Gorgeous."

He looked smug and playful.

"Deathroll."

"Wh-"

He held you tightly, and with insane speed he launched himself into a roll, throwing himself and you from the bed onto the floor, landing with a heavy thud. You thankfully landed on him as he laughed.

He picked you up and carried you into the bathroom.

"Lets get ourselves a bit warm and clean before he turn in for the night."

You both took your wedding rings off and set them on the bathroom counter.

He turned the shower on and pulled you in.

You both quickly regretted that as the water was still ice cold.

He bolted out of the shower and shook for a moment before regaining himself.

You stuck your hand into the soothing stream of water, slowly warming up.

You stepped in teasingly, beckoning him to join you.

He stepped in and smushed you against the showerwalls playfully.

The sound of the hot water hitting his scales was pleasant to listen to, relaxing even.

He let you go from the wall, his smile full of love for you.

Feeling playful yourself, you took the detachable showerhead and turned it to a lower pressure setting and temperature before shoving it right against his slit.

He nearly fell over as his entire body tensed up.

You laughed at him, mockingly pointing your finger at him.

You put the showerhead back and turned the water back up.

You turned and looked up at him. His eyes were gleaming with admiration.

He slowly took his hands and grabbed your shoulders, leaning down and opening his mouth wide, french kissing you gently.

You spent most of the time in the shower getting frisky and passionately exploring each others bodies, but you were too worn out for anything extreme.

The steam from the water filled the shower, obscuring vision as the sense of taste and touch took over.

You held his head and gave him headpats and scratches while kissing his chin.

He softly bellowed, audibly declaring his enjoyment.

The water was starting to get cold, so you turned it off and stepped out with him, holding his hand.

You both took towels and dried each other off, ensuring to get a little extra flirty with each others lewd bits as you took unnecessarily long to dry them off.

He went into the closet and grabbed pajamas for the both of you, you dressed each other, again being incredibly slothful with your paces.

You both put each others wedding rings back on.

You held his hands, walking backwards into the bedroom.

He picked you up and set you on the bed gently before laying down.

He cuddled up close, enveloping you in his arms once more.

You both lay there in romantic silence, lost in each others eyes.

After awhile, he broke the silence with an incredibly blunt comment.

"Maybe one of these days you'll finally be able to full nelson me."

"Ha!... I would have to turn into one of you to even think about that."

"...But we can try a mating press."

You felt his tail drape itself over one of your legs slightly.

"Only if you do those wonderful courting growls to me first."

He looked a little embarrassed upon asking this, but he really liked your dumb growls.

"...Deal."

He pulled the blankets over you both. "Little spoon or big spoon?"

He asked, while yawning for real this time.

"Little spoon." You said with confidence.

"I want to feel safe in your big, manly, strong arms."

He quietly laughed and hugged you, snuggling up to you.

He gave you one final long kiss to the back of your head.

"Sweet dreams, my love." He said in a tired, kind tone.

"I'll be sure they are of you, my handsome man." You responded.

You felt his arms wrap around you gently, holding you firm, but careful not to crush you.

His tail draped over your legs, giving you an extra feeling of security and safety. You drifted off to sleep as you lay your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat and calming breath.

Hours later, you awake to find him staring out the window.

It was lightly snowing, the clouds a light grey.

You silently rolled out of bed, and snuck up behind him, giving his butt a playful smack. He jumped slightly, but turned back to look at you.

"Good morning, beautiful."

He gave you a kiss and messed up your hair.

He looked a little sad and his proud voice was melancholic.

You asked what was wrong. He sighed.

"I love the snow. ...Yet I can't be out in it forever."

"I've... I've always wanted to have a snowball fight, but i've never gotten the chance..."

You turned him and held his hands, locking your fingers with him.

"So lets go have us a snowball fight then."

He perked up, his eyes glimmering with joy.

You both threw your clothing on and bolted out the door.

You watched him dance in circles, his arms held outward, spinning as he caught snowflakes.

You made an awful joke about pelting him with white stuff before he abruptly turned around and used his tail to send a wave of snow flying at you.

"ONE-ZERO, DUMMY!"

"OH, ITS ON." You picked up a clump of snow and hurled it at him.

You both chuck snow at each other for several minutes, laughing, yelling, and playfully taunting.

He was surprisingly good at dodging your snowballs, but you managed to nail him a few times.

You both were absolutely covered in snow by the time your "ferocious" battle was over.

You fall back into the soft snow and begin to make snow angels.

He slams himself laughing down next to you, doing the same.

You both stand up and look at your masterpieces.

You crouch down and draw a heart in the snow, with the both of your initials.

You turn to look back at him, hes the happiest you've ever seen.

He picks you up and kisses you for a very long time.

He warmly speaks. "I love you. I love you. I love you! 'Till death do us part."

"My wonderful, adorable sweetheart. 'Till death do us part."

You say, poking his nose.

He walks back through the snow towards the house again, smiling at you.

You'd better prepare for snuggling and cuddling that will likely turn quickly lewd.

THE END.