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Lottle was focused on her work, her feathers ruffled as she typed away on her computer with her dainty gryphon paws. Her team was counting on her to help secure the election for their candidate. But despite her dedication, her mind kept wandering to her current predicament. She was going into heat, and the timing couldn't have been worse

As she worked, she couldn't help but feel the heat building inside her. She tried to push the feeling aside and focus on the task at hand, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her and turned to see her coworker, a handsome male fox, standing there with a sly smile on his face.

"Having some trouble concentrating, Lottle?" he asked, his eyes lingering on her body. He licked his lips as he took in the sight of her fluffy white feathers, cute yellow beak and amber eyes.

Lottle felt her feathers stand on end as she met his gaze. She knew what he wanted, and her body was already responding to his presence. But she couldn't let herself give in, not now. She had a job to do.

Ignoring the fox, Lottle turned back to her work, her fingers moving faster on the keyboard. The fox didn't leave, however, and instead leaned in closer to her, his breath hot on her neck.

"I can help you, you know," he whispered, his voice low and seductive.

Lottle felt her resolve weakening, but she clenched her beak shut and continued typing. The fox let out a frustrated growl and stepped away from her, muttering something under his breath before storming out of the office.

Lottle breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair. She knew that she couldn't hold off her desires forever, but for now, she had work to do. She would have to find a way to control herself until the election was over.

Lottle's concentration was broken by another knock on the door. She sighed, knowing that she couldn't afford any distractions. Without looking up, she called out, "Sorry, I'm busy right now. Can you come back later?"

But the door opened anyway, and in walked the candidate, Cerath, a handsome red dragon with piercing yellow eyes. Lottle could feel his gaze on her, and she knew that he could smell her scent. She felt her heart race as she tried to focus on her work, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

"Lottle, we need to talk," Cerath said, his voice deep and commanding.

Lottle tried to keep her tone professional as she responded, "I'm sorry, Cerath, but I'm really busy right now. Can't it wait?"

Cerath approached her desk, his scent becoming more overpowering with every step. Lottle felt herself starting to give in to her desires, but she clenched her beak shut and tried to remain focused.

"I'm afraid it can't wait," Cerath said, leaning in closer to her. "I have a boardroom full of stakeholders and we need to discuss our strategy for the election, and I need your participation."

Lottle felt her body respond to his proximity, her feathers fluffing up as her heart raced. She knew that she couldn't resist him much longer, but she had to try.

Cerath paused at the door, turning back to look at Lottle. "Now Lottle" he commanded.

Lottle felt her heart sink at the thought of leaving her work unfinished. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the thrill of being needed by Cerath.

"O-Okay," she stammered, feeling flustered as she gathered her things. "Just give me a second to finish up here."

Cerath nodded and waited patiently as Lottle quickly finished her work. She could feel his eyes on her the whole time, and it only made her more nervous.

As they walked to the board room, Lottle tried to focus on the task at hand, but she couldn't help but feel distracted by Cerath's presence. She could still smell his scent, and it was driving her wild.

When they arrived, Lottle was introduced to the rest of the team, but she could barely concentrate on what they were saying. All she could think about was Cerath and the way he made her feel.

Cerath led the presentation, but he frequently turned to Lottle for her input, making her feel like she was an integral part of the team. Lottle was grateful for the opportunity to contribute, but at the same time, she couldn't deny the fact that she was struggling to keep her desires in check.

As Cerath was leading the presentation, he suddenly turned to Lottle and said, "Lottle, could you please come up here for a moment? We need a quick demonstration."

Lottle felt her heart race as all eyes turned to her. She hesitated for a moment, but then gathered her courage and made her way up to the front of the room.

As she approached, she could feel her scent flooding the room. It was a powerful, musky scent that made the other animals in the room take notice.

Cerath took her by the hand and led her to the front of the room. He then began to explain the demonstration, but Lottle could barely focus on what he was saying. All she could think about was the way that Cerath's touch was making her feel.

As the demonstration progressed, Lottle felt herself becoming more and more aroused. She could feel her feathers puffing up and her body growing warmer as her scent intensified.

The other animals in the room were clearly aware of her scent as well, and Lottle could see the looks of desire on their faces. But despite the temptation, she knew that she needed to remain focused on the task at hand.

As Lottle stood with Cerath at the front of the room, he wrapped a paw around her waist and pulled her close. She could feel the warmth of his hide against her soft feathers, and it sent a shiver of desire down her spine.

Cerath then began to explain the importance of connecting with the voters on a personal level. "We need to show them that we care about their needs and their concerns," he said, his voice low and persuasive. "We need to be able to relate to them on a deep, emotional level."

As he spoke, Lottle found herself nodding in agreement. She knew that Cerath was right, and she admired his passion and commitment to the cause. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the fact that she was struggling to keep her desires in check. She could feel her scent intensifying and her body growing hotter with each passing moment.

As the presentation ended, Lottle turned to walk away, Cerath reached out and grabbed her around the waist. He pulled her towards him, pressing her body against the edge of the table.

Lottle could feel the heat of his body against hers, and she could tell that her scent was exciting him. She could see the hunger in his eyes, and it made her heart race with desire.

Cerath's touch was electric, and Lottle's body was humming with desire as he stroked her. But then, suddenly, he pushed her chest onto the table, bending her over at the perfect height for him.

Lottle felt her heart racing as Cerath stepped up behind her, his swollen shaft engorging out of his sheath and pressing against her. She could feel the ridges on it, and she knew that it was bigger than any other she had experienced before.

Cerath wasted no time as he entered her, filling her completely with his shaft. Lottle gasped at the sensation, her body exploding with pleasure as he began to move in and out of her.

She moaned softly as Cerath's movements became more urgent and forceful. His thrusts were powerful, and Lottle could feel her body responding to him in ways she had never imagined possible.

As Cerath pounded into her, his movements becoming more urgent and forceful, he turned to address the rest of the team. "We need to show the voters that we mean business," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "We can't take no for an answer. We need to be forceful and assertive."

Lottle could hear his words, but she could hardly concentrate on them. Her body was consumed with pleasure, and she could feel his hard shaft driving into her core.

Cerath continued to talk, Lottle could feel his powerful thrusts moving her across the table. Her body was completely at his mercy, and she could feel her pleasure building with each passing moment.

She gasped for air, her beak gaping open as she tried to catch her breath. The intensity of their rutting was overwhelming, and Lottle could feel herself being consumed by it.

Cerath's words were a blur to her, but she could sense the urgency in his voice. He spoke between thrusts " we need to... expand our reach... into new areas... to convince voters who had previously been .... Resistant to our message."

Lottle knew that he was right. The stakes were high, and they needed to do everything in their power to win the election.

Cerath continued to pound into her his hard shaft gliding effortlessly through her warm wet folds, he reached down and lifted her tail, giving some of the team a close-up view of his wet and hard shaft as it plunged in and out of her. Lottle could feel herself blushing at the thought of being so exposed, but she was too lost in pleasure to care.

Cerath spoke again, his voice strained with effort as he continued to drive himself into her. "We need to show the voters that we're not afraid to put in the hard work," he said. "We need to be willing to go the extra lengths to get their cooperation."

Cerath's voice grew even more urgent as he continued to drive into Lottle, his paw gripping her neck tightly as he pounded her even harder. She could feel the heat and intensity building inside her once again, and she knew that she was close to reaching the pinnacle of pleasure once more.

As he continued to thrust into her, Lottle could feel her walls growing even puffier and more sensitive, every inch of her body alive with pleasure. Her feathers fluffed up around her, giving her an even more adorable and irresistible appearance.

Cerath's voice was low and husky as he spoke, his words driving her even closer to the brink. "We need to be willing to do whatever it takes," he said. "We need to show the voters that we're willing to fight for what we believe in, no matter what the cost."

Lottle knew that he was right, but at that moment, all she could think about was the intense pleasure that was flooding her body. And then, with a cry of pure ecstasy, she felt herself reaching her orgasm, her body shaking with pleasure as she rode the waves of her climax.

As Lottle's body began to convulse in pleasure, Cerath's hips slammed into hers with even more force, the ridges on his swelling shaft rubbing against her slick walls in just the right way. She let out a desperate wail of pleasure, her beak gaping wide as she cried out his name.

Cerath's paw tightened on her neck, and he let out a deep growl of pleasure as he felt her walls clench around him, her body pulsing with orgasmic pleasure. His hips continued to mash against hers, riding out the waves of her climax until she finally collapsed onto the table, panting and gasping for breath.

Cerath's hips pounded against hers harder than ever before. He could feel her walls clenching and spasming around him, driving him closer and closer to his own release.

"Spread the word," he growled, his voice low and rough with pleasure. "We need to show the voters what we're made of."

The sounds of their union echoed throughout the room, a symphony of moans and gasps and the wet slapping of flesh on flesh. Cerath's grip on Lottle's neck tightened even further causing her to let out a gurgle noise, and he could feel her feathers fluffing up in pleasure as she cried out his name as best she could.

And then, with a deep roar of pleasure, he finally reached his own climax. His body tensed up as he emptied himself into her, his shaft pulsing with each wave of ecstasy.

Lottle could feel his shaft swelling even further inside her. She could feel the hot, sticky warmth of his seed as it blasted deep inside her, filling her up and making her body clench and milk him for every last drop.

Her soft eggs stood no chance as they were claimed by his powerful release, and she couldn't help but let out a gasp of pleasure as his hips continued to move against hers, drawing out every last bit of his release.

"We need to make sure we leave a... Lasting impression... That will lead to a new generation of voters" he painted, giving her a few hard humps to push his seed deeper into her welcoming womb.

Her beak was open on the table, eyes half lidded as she panted heavily, all the other members of the meeting could see the look of bliss on her face, the smell of her heat dominated by the smell of dragon cum as he slowly dribbled out of her used snatch

As the rest of the team gathered around them some taking out phones to capture the presentation, Cerath spoke up once again, his voice ringing with authority.

"Remember," he said, his eyes flashing with determination. "We need to be willing to do whatever it takes to win this election. And with all of you by my side, I know that we can do it."

With a slap to her rump she gasped, he felt her whole body flinch as he left a round sticker on her rump that read "Vote 1 Cerath"