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The city always seemed to relax on Sundays, that's how Alex viewed it in any case. Like a deep breath before the start of the busy week ahead.

He'd heard everything from everyone about how there was nothing to do, the shops were closed, and the parks were empty. He would admit to having thought the city particularly boring on a Sunday, in the years before he'd come to live here in any case. Nowadays, it is a day of reprieve from the normal bustle and noise. A day to breathe and just... relax.

On a normal Sunday, Alex would take a stroll through the various parks dotted throughout the towering apartments. Or sip a coffee on his balcony. Today though, he found himself standing just down the street from his apartment building, waiting on the curb with his phone buzzing twice in his pocket.

Alex shielded the sun from his eyes and peered at the boxy bus rounding the corner further down the street. His fuzzy white ears perked as the front angled towards him and he saw the number he'd been waiting for. Swiftly, he used his shielding hand to wave up high and signal the bus before stepping back from the curb.

The snow leopard's light t-shirt and shorts fluttered in a gentle afternoon breeze. A short relief to the warm, early afternoon summer sun, and more so to Alex with his white and spotted black fur still damp from a shower just moments ago. He flattened the fur on his cheek back down flat, lest it dry sticking up as if he'd just climbed out of bed. Even if it wasn't far from the truth.

The bus slowed and pulled off into the pickup bay with a quiet squeal from the brakes, more audible now with an almost empty street. The doors parted and swung inwards with a waft of cool, airconditioned air settling over the snow leopard. Alex bounced forward and up the step with a quick "afternoon" to the driver, and tapped his wallet against the scanner to hear the beep of his bus card signing him on. The driver barely gave a nod in response, the telltale stem of an earbud sticking from his ear.

Alex barely made it to the row of seats facing each other in the front half of the bus when there was a sudden lurch and the driver promptly pulled back out onto the road. He half-caught himself and half-collapsed into the seat, leaning against the divider.

His phone buzzed again from his pocket.

Sliding his wallet back into one pocket, he slipped his phone out of the other and tapped the fingerpad reader to wake it up. He bit his lip softly as the messaging app expanded out the fill the screen. A shiver slid down his spine which had nothing to do with the now rather cool air on his damp fur.

How long will you be?

I'm so fucking hard...

Alex felt his sheath throb as he scrolled down to the screen-filling image of a thick, knotted canine cock, with a dark grey hand wrapped tightly around the base.

Alex's paws tapped viciously across the screen. Just on the bus now, about 45 minutes. Think you can wait that long puppy?

It didn't take long for his message to be read and the three dots of an incoming message to appear. Call me a puppy when you get here and see what happens~

Alex grinned. Is that a promise, puppy?~

A moment later, another picture came through. This time with a leash wrapped tight around the base of the canine's cock, and the paw instead holding an orange leather collar.

Alex gulped and locked his phone, ignoring the next vibration to instead slip it back into his pocket. The short exchange had re-awoken his arousal which he'd only just managed to get under control by the time he left his apartment. A familiar ridge appeared across his upper thigh thanks to his cock having pushed free from his sheath to make itself comfortable in his equally tight pants.

The snow leopard glanced around the bus surreptitiously, only now noticing another person all the way up the second row from the back. But they had headphones on and appeared to be preoccupied staring out the window. Alex shuffled in his seat, pushing his semi-hard cock into a more comfortable position up under his waistband, still safe from view with his t-shirt settled in his lap.

With nothing to look forward to for the next three-quarters of an hour and every reason to try to distract himself, Alex took his own earbuds from his pocket beside his wallet and stuck them in his ears. The low rumble of the bus and the gentle hiss from the air conditioning disappeared and were replaced with the indie rock song picking up from when he'd been listening last.

Only a few minutes had passed, during which Alex's mind had wandered while he stared out the window opposite him. The sudden rocking and slowing of the bus broke his trance and he swiveled to face the front of the bus as the doors slid open.

Alex felt the bus tilt to one side as the driver lowered the hydraulics towards the door. He blinked, his eyes widened briefly as the largest male he'd ever seen in person stepped up. The snow leopard felt the bus jostle on the hydraulics as it settled under the weight of the new arrival.

The passenger was a dragon. That much was obvious. And even though his horns were filed down short, they still nearly scraped across the roof of the bus. Alex stared in awe as the new arrival shuffled towards the driver, held something out, and then put it back into his pocket.

The bus wobbled again as the driver engaged the hydraulics once more to level them. And it was only now that the passenger had turned down the aisle, that Alex noticed the dark glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and more evidently, the cane he held tightly in his right hand as he tapped it side to side on the ground in front of him. It was also at this moment that Alex realised the blind dragon's left hand was firmly grasping the handle of a harness belonging to a very large feral German Shepherd.

The dog turned its steely gaze towards Alex, nose twitching twice before it turned and prowled to the row of seats opposite Alex. The dragon felt his service dog tug him in a direction and trustingly followed along. As the dragon fumbled for the lip of the chair, Alex felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him when his mind warred between getting up and helping the dragon with the seat and doing anything in his power to not get closer to the four-legged beast that was already way too close for comfort.

It wasn't that the snow leopard didn't like canines - he was on his way to get his tail filled by one after all. It was particularly the feral canines he didn't trust. Pet dogs weren't all too common in the city, what with the lack of space and already high expense for anyone living there. Or any dogs that he did come across were small fluffy things.

The beast sitting opposite him was a whole other can of worms. The dragon had found the lip of the chair and pushed the seat down and made himself comfortable. He folded up his cane and fumbled for the zip of a backpack Alex hadn't seen him enter with, but was now leaned up against his leg. And on his other side was his male - very male, Alex now saw - dog sitting with his back straight, muzzle closed, and ears perked.

The two were in a sort of staring contest, snow leopard and dog. The dog cooly regarding the feline, while the feline was rooted to the spot in fear. it was only when movement from the corner of Alex's eye made him flick his gaze upwards to the dragon to see his lips moving.

Alex hurriedly pulled the earbuds from his ears.

"- ndly, he's a good boy," the dragon was saying, facing just to the left of Alex.

Alex glanced to either side, but it was only the two of them and the person way up the back of the bus. "Sorry?"

The dragon angled his head towards him. "Oh, I was just saying he's friendly. I've been told he looks big and mean, but he really is a softy," the dragon paused, "honestly I thought I might have been talking to myself again."

"Oh..." Alex glanced at the earbuds in his paws. "Oh! Sorry! I had my earbuds in, I wasn't ignoring you or anything," Alex said with a start.

"No, no it's ok. I have a pretty good idea of when Laundry is telling me if someone's around or not. Even if it has led to some scenarios of talking-to-myself syndrome," the dragon chuckled.

Alex found himself grinning and nodding before he caught himself and spoke up, "Oh! Yeah, it must be difficult sometimes to know if anyone's around."

The dragon nodded and shrugged, an easy smile still on his lips. "It is what it is, I just wanted to let you know that he's no danger."

The dragon reached down and gave the dog a scratch behind his ears, and immediately the beast lowered his posture and parted his muzzle to pant softly.

"I can tell when he's a little bit tense, it usually means there's someone else nearby also just as tense," the dragon explained.

"Yeah... sorry I'm not really used to dogs at all, especially not ones as big as him," Alex trailed off before he blinked and frowned. "Sorry, what did you call him?"

The dragon grinned broadly. "Laundry!" he boomed, the dog's ears twitched and he tilted his head to his name. "What better name for what I've been told is a magnificent specimen of a dog!"

Alex let the dragon's easygoing mannerism wash over him as he found himself shaking his head and chuckling. "Well, I can't say I've heard a dog named 'Laundry' before."

The pair of them posed a striking figure, both large and handsome examples of their species. The dragon was clothed casually with loose-fitting shorts and a light t-shirt, similar to how Alex had dressed for such warm weather. The German Shepherd on the other hand had a stark contrast between his gold chest and deep, dark back. His two radar-dish ears twitched at every noise, but his eyes remained focused.

The dragon ruffled the Laundry's ears and gave him a few solid pats along his chest.

"As is tradition, meet the dog and then the person. My name is Jaith."

"Sorry?"

"Ah, of course, not a dog person," the dragon replied holding up his free hand. "See, there's a funny tradition with dog owners where when you meet someone new, you find out everything there is to know about their dog before you know anything about the person.

"See it goes a little like 'Aww, what's his name?' 'What breed is he?' 'How old is he?' 'He's so cute! Sorry, what was your name?"

"Does sound a bit strange!"

Jaith shrugged, "Just part of the quirks I guess."

Alex nodded again, noticed the dark glasses, and mentally slapped himself. "Oh, I'm Alex by the way."

"Well it's nice to meet you Alex, and I'm sure if you wanted to, Laundry would be more than happy to get a few pats and scratches if you have them to spare."

The snow leopard threw up his paws and waved away the request. "No! No, I'm good over here."

"I see, definitely not a dog person then. Well if you change your mind, his fur is like a freshly washed fluffy blanket."

An uneasy silence fell between them. Alex still held his earbuds in his paws and he glanced down at them, then back up to the sunglasses of the dragon across from him, still looking directly at him. He was unsure if that was the end of the conversation and if he could stick his earbuds back in, or if Jaith still wanted to talk. Laundry seemed perfectly fine sitting by his owner's legs and staring at him from across the aisle.

How long should he wait before he put his earbuds back in? It wasn't like Jaith could see him anyway, but did that just make it worse? Alex looked around the bus, feeling awkward staring at someone else.

To take his mind off things, he took his phone back out and unlocked it, immediately seeing the previous picture with a few additional overly horny messages below. His cheeks flushed and he quickly put his phone away before the twitch in his sheath got any stronger.

"Feel free to put your earbuds back in by the way, Alex, if you haven't already. If you have then you can ignore me because you can't hear me anyway," Jaith said suddenly. "If you want though, I'm happy to talk about whatever because god knows there's not much else to do for the next half an hour."

"Oh! Um, sure... how did you go blind?" Alex blurted out and immediately cringed.

Jaith's half-roaring laugh caught Alex off guard. "Not many people open up with that!"

"Sorry! I don't know why I asked that."

"Not at all, for good or for worse it is a rather defining feature of mine. It's really no different if I had a broken arm in a sling, it's only natural to ask what happened! Yet people shy away from that question when the disability becomes too debilitating," Jaith explained.

"As for what happened, well it's a rather boring story of a shitty childhood disease which blinded me before the end of high school," he let go of Laundry and used his hand to adjust his sunglasses. "But it lets me wear these sick shades all the time."

Alex nodded along, still feeling awkward from asking such a personal question despite Jaith's reassurance. Realising yet again he was making motions Jaith couldn't see, he physically slapped himself on the knee this time, the sound making Laundry jump up with a start and Jaith cock his head.

"Sorry, I keep making gestures and nodding and stuff, it's very different talking to someone who can't see body language."

Jaith nodded in agreement. "To a degree, definitely. Although I've found I'm rather good at picking up on emotions through tone and speech, and of course with my trusty Laundry by my side."

Only, Alex realised, Laundry was no longer by his side. With Jaith's hold of his harness handle released and Alex having startled the dog into standing, the beast had taken then handful of steps to cross the aisle to now stand within touching distance of the feline. Alex gulped and waved a timid hello at the dog, who tilted his head and took another step forward.

"I take it by the lack of yelling and pleading, Laundry hasn't ripped out a chunk of your flesh yet."

"Ah, he's pretty close to me," Alex said with his voice wavering in fear.

Alex took a moment to breathe, the German Shepherd on all fours looking up at him. The difference in height between noses with one standing and the other sitting was surprisingly minimal.

Alex gulped and held out a shaky paw. Laundry prodded it with his cold nose and sniffed it a few times. Before Alex could react, a warm, wet tongue ran up from the tips of his fingers to the base of his wrist. Alex recoiled and pulled his hand back, which Laundry took as an invitation to follow.

The two looked at each other, Alex with his unease hesitantly fleeing and Laundry with his tongue poking out panting and tail wagging lazily. Eventually, Alex was the first to move, reaching out once more to rub across the bridge of the dog's nose, which Laundry graciously accepted with another lick of Alex's wrist.

"I can call him back if you're uncomfortable."

"It's ok," Alex found himself saying, "he is very sweet."

Jaith nodded. "Believe it or not but I wasn't much a dog lover to begin with either. Never had much to do with them growing up, and I refused to get a service dog when my condition worsened. For a time at least."

"What changed?" Alex asked, taking his eyes off Laundry while he absent-mindedly scratched behind one of the large, pointed ears.

Jaith shrugged. "There wasn't a life-changing experience or anything like that. My parents and friends wore me down until I gave it a shot a few years ago, and that's when Laundry came into my life, and ever since I've been grateful to have him."

Alex nodded along to the story until he felt a cold nose prod somewhere far more personal than his hand or wrist. His back stiffened and his tail lashed the seat behind him as he let out a startled "Oh!"

"Something wrong?" Jaith asked with a concerned frown.

"No, no it's all good, he's just a bit licky. Not used to have a slobbery tongue on my arm rubbing all the fur the wrong way."

Alex was trying to laugh and play it off, but the reality was Laundry was licking somewhere else entirely. He had his paws on the dog's forehead trying to push him back, but Laundry was having none of it, his long dextrous tongue lashing across the snow leopards fabric covered crotch.

"Ah of course. Can't say I've had to deal with fur myself, to be honest," Jaith said with a laugh.

Alex meanwhile was fighting a losing battle. His paws were unable to keep the insistent dog away, beyond embarrassed to have the dragon's companion focused somewhere so private. And to make it all worse, there was an increasingly unwelcome feeling of tightness growing in the crotch of his pants. It wasn't long until his tapered feline cock was peeking back out from his waistband under his shirt.

Laundry paused long enough in his licking to nudge aside Alex's paw holding him back and slipping his nose up under the snow leopard's shirt. Alex inhaled sharp and suddenly at the cold sensation of a nose on his bare tip, like when he had a cold metallic pet tag pressed against the crook of his neck. Which of course made the warm, slippery tongue all that more pronounced when it followed along and graced the end couple of inches of his cock.

Alex stifled a whine as he struggled to keep his composure, his attempts to push away the dog faltering as the tongue lapped again across his sensitive tip. He could feel his cock throbbing hard at the attention, no thanks to his already pent-up situation which was the whole point of riding the bus in the first place. The dog's tongue was soft and long and so very warm against his heated flesh.

"Not many people on the bus today it seems," Jaith's voice once again startled Alex back to the present.

"What? Oh, ah yeah there's a guy up the back with his headphones on," Alex replied.

Jaith turned his head slightly towards the back of the bus with a thoughtful look. "It's a strange feeling getting on. Some days it's difficult just to get through to the seats and other days it's just me and Laundry."

Alex clenched his fist against his leg, his other hand having given up pushing the surprisingly strong furry muzzle and simply resting behind Laundry's ears now as the dog lapped eagerly beneath his shirt.

"Y-yeah. Sundays are usually pretty quiet leaving the city though. No one coming in because all the shops are closed, so no one needs to leave again in the afternoon."

"It might just be the three of us and the driver for the rest of the trip," Jaith hummed in thought.

The snow leopard's mind was torn trying to keep track of what his mouth was saying, while the rest of his mental fortitude was slipping one lick at a time. At some point, Alex was no longer trying to keep the dog at bay and instead was vaguely directing his attention toward a couple of spots which made his toes clench. It was getting harder and harder to block the lustful thoughts from his head. He wanted to give in so badly, and Laundry was still gently wagging his tail while he tormented his prey.

Alex couldn't resist it any longer, he was painfully hard and trapped aching beneath his waistband. His breathing was rapid and he hoped it would be covered by the low hiss from the air conditioning. The zipper on his shorts would be another issue entirely. Taking his paw off the back of Laundry's head, he wriggled it between the dog's heavy muzzle and his belly. Bit by bit, he eased down the zipper, one metallic tick at a time.

Alex glanced up the back of the bus once more, the person still unsuspecting of the naughty pair and blocked from viewing the explicit action thanks to a divider between the front inner-facing seats and the rows of the back half of the bus. At the front of the bus, the driver was visible in a convex mirror and Alex hoped if he bothered to look back then they would appear distorted and assume he was simply patting the dog.

And then there was Jaith.

The dragon looked to be lost in thought, his head turned just slightly to face off to the side of Alex. The dark sunglasses were unsettling to look at, and if Alex focused he could just see movement in the reflection of the lenses as the dog repositioned between his legs.

The snow leopard felt particularly ashamed when he regarded the blind dragon sitting across from him, also entirely oblivious to what Alex was now doing with his service dog. And although the shame gave him pause, he couldn't backtrack once Laundry's tongue dragged up half of his shaft.

Alex gulped and lifted his butt off the seat just enough to pull down his shorts and underwear a fraction more to free the rest of his cock, his pulsing flesh nestled amongst his short white belly fur as Laundry settled back to his newfound job. Alex placed both his paws on Laundry's head, scratching behind his ears to encourage the dog. Not that he needed any encouragement as his four paws tapped on the hard plastic floor while he repositioned himself closer.

"So where are you off to this fine afternoon, Alex?"

The question brought the image of his friend's knotted cock flashing through his mind, and he needed an extra half second to make sure his voice wouldn't waiver.

"J-just going to catch up with a friend, he l-lives on the outskirts of the suburbs."

If Jaith noticed anything off about Alex's demeanour, he didn't show it. "I'm heading that way myself, might not be too far from my stop! Anything fun planned?"

Alex shook his head, forgetting who he was talking to again, "Nah, gonna hang out for a bit."

Jaith nodded, "Me and Laundry were just taking advantage of the quiet day to get out to some of the parks. Walk around a bit and sniff the smells and all that."

Alex hummed in agreement while he angled Laundry's muzzle to better get a spot on the right side of his tip which was making him leak pre like a broken aircon pipe. His grip on the back of the dog's head was getting tighter, his cock flexing against his belly and matting down his short white fur even further. There would be an interesting conversation once he got to his hookup's place as to why his fur was so sticky.

"Yeah, I live just across from a park. It's my usual activity to do on weekends when I have nothing on to just go out and sit for a bit," Alex responded.

"Might be that me and Laundry here even visited your park today! What a coincidence that would have been."

Oh!" The sudden exclamation from the dragon startled both the feline and canine. Alex's heart rate skyrocketed while Laundry perked his ears and pulled his head away from the snow leopard's lap. Alex's cock jumped with a throb, missing the dog's tongue already.

"Sorry, I get carried away sometimes and assume Laundry was still by my side. It's easy to forget if I'm not actively holding onto his leash or harness," the dragon continued as he patted the side of his leg.

Without hesitation or doubt, the dog slinked back over to Jaith's side where the dragon reached into his pocket and pulled out a dried dog treat. As soon as the treat was in sight, Laundry's furry butt hit the floor as his full attention was diverted. And it was now when the dog was sitting that Alex got a glimpse of the dog's sheath which was pulled back and stretched tight around a half-formed knot. The rest of the canine's impressive red spire was towering hard and drippy under his belly, hanging heavy and swaying to his heartbeat.

"Who's a good boy?" Jiath's easy and ever-present smile was directed down towards his dog as he held the treat up in front of him. Laundry's muzzle parted as he panted lazily, his tail swishing across the floor. The dog gracefully accepted the treat and lapped it from Jaith's offered hand. Alex blushed at the reaction from his cock when it throbbed at the view of the long, dextrous tongue. And then felt a very confusing mix of emotions when he realised the tongue lapping at the dragon's palm now had only moments ago been pressed firmly across his pre-soaked erection.

But his flurry of emotions only grew when Jaith leaned forward in his seat and Laundry jumped up with his front paws across the dragon's thigh to give the other male a couple of long licks across the side of his cheek. Alex watched on with wide eyes while a hand wandered down to trace the trail of pre-soaking his fur. Pre which was likely still coated across Laundry's tongue.

"Ok, ok down, Laundry," Jaith said, wiping across his cheek with the back of his hand. "I can keep him over here if he's getting too much for you. It's hard for me to pick up social queues and sometimes people are too polite to say 'Hey, I don't want to pat your dog anymore but he wants more pats.'"

"It's no problem!" Alex rushed out to say. He blinked, "Sorry, I meant to say it's fine with me. I was quite enjoying his... fur, I haven't had a chance to really pat a dog before and he wasn't being too pushy."

An outright lie, but Alex had a hand wrapped around his cock which was sorely aching for the dog's tongue, and wanted nothing more than to continue what Laundry had started.

Jaith nodded in understanding, "Fair point! As long as you're ok with it then it's all ok with me."

Laundry turned back to the snow leopard but didn't show any signs of moving back over. Tentatively, Alex lifted his cock from his belly and used his grip around the base to subtly wave it back and forth, an offer for the dog to come back and grace his length once more with his attention. Spiderweb strands of pre connecting his cock to its home nestled amongst his belly fur stretched and broke. His length had visible droplets running down the underside.

The dog tilted his head but otherwise didn't move.

"Here boy."

Nothing.

Jaith chuckled, "he responds well to his name. He'll always accept more attention if you want to give it."

"Come on, Laundry, come here."

Finally, that was enough to see some action as Laundry crossed the aisle once more with a couple of clicks of his nails across the bus floor.

Alex bit his lip in anticipation, spreading his legs wider apart and angling his cock towards the approaching canine. This position was far more exposed than his original one, his modest cock pointing out from his body and a hand firmly wrapped around the base. No doubt the bus driver at least would notice if he glanced in the mirror, or the other passenger up the back if they got off the bus. There was also the chance the bus would stop to pick up more passengers. Fortunately as they drove further from the city center, the less the chance of that happening.

As soon as Laundry got back in range between the feline's legs, he tilted his head and lapped furiously along the side of Alex's offered bone. Alex gasped before he could suppress it, but caught himself as he was about to moan. That would be a dead giveaway if there ever was one.

"Yes, you're such a good boy," Alex mumbled out, half to himself. He reached out to scratch again behind the dog's ears while the canine worked tirelessly to clean his treat.

Jiath chuckled, having heard the slobbery tongue and the resulting comment. From an outward perspective, it was easy to see the innocent side of what was happening, especially if you couldn't, well, see.

"Yeah, he does like to lick," the dragon commented.

"Ah, yeah I think I'm starting to see that!" Alex responded while the dog finished cleaning his shaft having replaced the pre with a coating of dog slobber.

The feline subtly shifted the dog's muzzle back so he could better point his cock in a manner that positioned his sensitive tip and underside in front of Laundry's twitching nose. Without a shift in pace, Laundry nuzzled the offered flesh and started lapping away with a wag of his tail.

Alex felt his toes curl in his shoes as he hissed out in pleasure. Shockwaves were leaving tingles running down his spine with every lick. The uncoordinated feral tongue just made it feel even better as Laundry hit all different spots and lengths up and down his shaft.

"Do you mind if I ask what species you are, Alex?" Jiath asked suddenly. "It's nice to know who I'm talking to is all."

"Oh, I'm a snow leopard," Alex responded. He couldn't keep the slur from his speech as his brain diverted enough power to respond and keep it semi-legible.

Jiath nodded, "snow leopard, cute!"

That made Alex look up from the dog with a start.

"I am a guy, remember," Alex said.

"Oh trust me, I know!" Jaith said with a grin, "Your voice is a pretty good giveaway unless you were trans. I don't mean anything by it if you're not interested, it's rather difficult for me to meet anyone so I only really get to take a shot when I talk to someone nice like you."

Guilt shot through Alex, momentarily overriding the pleasure from Laundry's tongue. Calling him nice while he was getting his cock licked by the blind dragon's service dog right there in front of him was almost enough to restart his common sense. Almost.

Unfortunately for the snow leopard, he was far too gone in the realms of following orders his dick instead of his brain. He knew already that the risk and taboo of the situation would drive many fantasies in the nights ahead and he wasn't about to stop halfway, consequences be damned.

By now an awkward silence had fallen over them and Alex didn't know how to break it. His mind was very much focused elsewhere, to the point where he'd already half-forgotten what the dragon had said. In fact, there was every possibility the dragon had said more that Alex didn't even register.

Jaith had seemingly fallen silent as well. Perhaps Alex should have said something, or broken the silence even now. But he didn't.

Instead, his free hand that had been patting the dog was instead clasped against the back of the dog's head. He could feel his balls jump and draw closer to his body. His cock thickened as it grew hard as steel. Subtle movements of his hips lifted his bare ass from the seat to press himself against the eager tongue. His tail lashed rapidly across the backrest behind him.

This time he could do nothing to stop the gasp and, low drawn-out groan. His mind went blank and he closed his eyes. The hand around the base of his cock tightened its grip and he felt pulse after pulse, rush after rush of his pent-up cum streaming up the length of his cock and spraying out of his tip.

Alex let the first few bursts shoot unaided until he helped himself along, stroking up and down his shaft for the first time today. He felt his thighs tense with each burst of cum, his orgasm prolonged and drawn out for seemingly forever as he worked his cock and emptied every drop of cum until his balls jumped and had nothing left to give.

A distinct blanket of dread settled over Alex when he opened his eyes and saw the happily panting face of the feral German Shepherd between his legs looking up at him. Thick, white, sticky streaks were crisscrossed all across his face and down his back. His left pointed ear was a mess of spiderweb-like strands, and as Alex viewed his handiwork in horror, a trickle of cum dripped down the bridge of the dog's nose where it was promptly licked clean from the same dextrous tongue which caused all the mess.

Alex barely had time to bask in the satisfied feeling of emptying a week's worth of cum across the service dog's body and tongue before his mind kicked back in and he started frantically thinking of how to clean up said quantity of cum.

It was only now that Jaith moved once more, having been content to sit still and talk. Now, he reached down and fumbled the zipper on his bag before pulling out a medium-sized towel and tossing it across to the startled feline.

"I assume you need something to wipe your cum off my dog."

Alex stared back at him, mouth agape and eyes bugged out of his head.

"I imagine he must look like quite the mess right now," Jaith continued casually.

"Wh- How? What?" Alex stammered, the blood rushing from his face in realisation. "Y-you're not blind?!"

Jaith snorted and shook his head with a toothy grin. "Oh no, I'm as blind as a bat," for emphasis, he lowered his sunglasses to show the solid whites of his pupils. "It just so happens I can tell when someone is borrowing the services of my service dog to lick their cock."

"Oh god... oh god oh god oh god. I'm so sorry!" Alex started when Jaith held up a hand to cut him off.

"No need to apologise, really. If I had a problem with it, I would have said something twenty minutes ago when you first subtly unzipped your pants. Or at any other time when we were talking while you were making use of Laundry's tongue."

Alex stammered and blushed as he grabbed the towel and began rubbing across the dog's face between his legs. Even now, laundry leaned forward to lap the last few trickles from Alex's leaking cock.

"You really weren't very subtle to begin with but you sure did reign it in during the middle there, and then completely lost it at the end."

Alex blushed. "He caught me by surprise," the feline mumbled ashamedly before he frowned to himself. "Wait, you knew all along?"

The dragon nodded with a proud grin.

"But he licked you! On the face!"

The dragon's toothy grin widened. "Yep, and I could smell your pre all across his tongue."

"So... so you called him to get him to stop?" Alex asked.

Jaith shook his head, "Oh no, definitely not!"

"Oh... why did you call him away?"

"I wanted to see what you'd do," the dragon said with a shrug. "It gave you a chance to cool off and I was curious if you'd call him back over, and you did. Personally, I think this whole thing was very hot and I enjoyed listening to your breakdown in demeanor while Laundry licked you closer to orgasm."

And if we're being honest, I think you found it just as hot to play with my dog seemingly without my knowledge."

"I... uh, maybe it did make it even more exciting," Alex responded sheepishly.

The dragon grinned knowingly. "So, all done with my dog?"

Alex looked down to Laundry with the towel draped over his head, his two perky ears making lumps in the fabric. The feline pulled the towel off to reveal his happy panting face and wiped a few stray strands of cum.

"Uhh mostly. There's not much I can do about the matting, sorry."

"Must have caused quite the mess! I can give him a bath when I get home after I add my own cum that is."

Alex stammered at that, not knowing how to reply.

"What? You don't think he learned how to do that on his own, do you?" Jaith said, tilting his head and the silence that had followed. The dragon patted his thigh which turned the dog's attention back to him and trotted over.

Still looking towards Alex, the dragon pulled back one of his short's legs to reveal his own thick, hard cock straining down his thigh. The feline blinked in surprise, mouth agape once more as Laundry sat in front of his owner and gave his length the same treatment he'd given the feline just moments before.

Jaith gave his dog a few scratches under the chin as he worked, and then moved to the other leg of his shorts.

"Now what you might not have known, is dragons actually have two," and as he spoke, he pulled up his other short's leg to reveal an identical rock-hard length as the one Laundry was currently servicing.

Alex stared unblinking, his cock unflagging at the sight before him.

"You never did answer my question before," the dragon said.

Alex tore his eyes from the twin dragon spires and the dog's eager work. "I must have missed it sorry."

"You were getting pretty close to cumming at the time so I can forgive you," Jaith said in a joking manner, "But I asked if you were interested in me."

Alex glanced down at the dragon's lap. "Yes, very much so."

"I've never had anyone service one while Laundry does the other," Jaith said with a sly smirk.

Alex gulped, the scenario already forming in his mind. "Perhaps we can change that."

The dragon beamed. "My stop is coming up soon if you want to join me?" He stopped for a moment, "And if your friend doesn't mind me stealing you away from him for the rest of the day."

Alex remembered the canine he was on the bus to visit in the first place, but how could he turn down the offer in front of him? "It's fine, he'll understand."

Jaith gave Laundry a soft tap on the top of the head which took the German Shepard's attention away from his cock for long enough to slide down both legs of his shorts to cover his modesty.

"I'm very happy to hear that. Oh, and remember to zip yourself back up before we get off the bus." Jaith said.

Alex hurriedly stuffed his cock back into his pants and zipped them up.

"And maybe after you help me out, you can return the favour to Laundry."

That gave Alex pause, having never thought of anything sexual with a feral dog before today. The German Shepherd's throbbing cock from earlier flashed through Alex's mind, and he found himself salivating and imagining how it would taste and feel spreading apart his lips. The throb in his pants told him all he needed to know.

"I think it's only fair after he did such a good job on me," Alex replied.

Both dragon and feline eagerly willed the bus along its route, excited for what was to come.