And I cry for everything but the music
Hey there everyone, here is another short story from me! I liked the main character and how that turned out, so I hope you all like it! :P
- * * 'Tonight is going to be killer', I thought to myself as I walked down the street. The sun had set about an hour ago, leaving the streets of the city lit by all of it's buildings and signs. Dance clubs advertised their establishments with blinking lights and arrousing figures of young vixen's and other females of different species, 'in heat and aiming to please' as they would advertise on posters on walls all around this area. I passed by and continued on my way over to my destination, to a place called 'Prismic Light'. The welcoming and familiar sign shown in the distance above the entrance to the trance club, gleaming in multiple colors, the background of the sign itself in the form of a prism. I glanced over at the line along the sidewalk, seeing just how many furs would be in the club tonight. I went on beyond the beginning of the line, all the way up to the main entrance, flashing a wink to my familiar friend and bouncer, who with a slap to my rear as I walked by, bid me welcome to the place I called home during all hours of the night. Through the main hall I went, taking off my jacket and tossing it onto a couch to the side as I entered the Staff Only area of the club, paws already unbuttoning the shirt I had on to reveal my black fishnet shirt underneath, pushing the unbuttoned part of the overshirt to the side to reveal more of my partly exposed and smooth chest to whoever would take notice of it tonight out on the dance floor. I glanced at the mirror in front of me to make sure everything was looking how I wanted it to before grinning to myself, sending the sexy figure in the mirror a little kiss before going over to pick up my jacket and leave it on a hanger in the corner as I checked out who else was here today. Tonight was surely going to be killer, for many of the staff members were here in anticipation for a well-known DJ who would be playing tonight. His music will bring the house down, and I wanted to be part of it. "Hey Jade, make sure to keep your pants on a bit longer tonight, ehe?" I grinned and teased at the cougar changing next to me as I put my jacket on an available hook. Jade merely turned around while slipping his pants on and stuck his tongue out, winking over at me as I continued to walk by. He smirked out shouted out to me in comment as I headed out of the staff room. "Anything for you, cumpuppy!" He retorted, making me laugh outloud as I started my way into the dance hall, feeling the familiar and subtle vibration of bass as it shook the outer walls of the establishment. Hearing the music increase louder and louder, I became engulfed by the partial warmth of a croud of dancing furs, close together and having the time of their life. I turned the corner as the music took me, my footpaws speeding up in haste as I let out a playful yip and made a little jump towards the furs moving about in the same, captured state, the room dark except for the flashing strobe lights and the occasional beams of reds, blues, and greens that shone across the room. I entered the madness that was the dance floor, music combining in full effect as I became part of the shifting and moving mob of furs as they all were one, living each and every beat of the DJ's whim as he controlled the croud, taking us to wherever he wished. This type of music I loved and have always enjoyed, and tonight I was finally living the music with my favorite DJ ever, enraptured by the harmonic mix of melody and the solid command of deep vibration and heated breathe, my body already beginning to run along the dancers around me, eventually letting my arms wrap around a similar-looking, slim-toned wolf close by, wearing only a pair of bare bondage pants. With my hips now grinding into his own, feeling his warm package against my firm and excited groin as I pressed my lips fully onto his neck as the music took me, the atmosphere leading me to continue on as I felt a smooth paw, most likely of the reptile variety, slip into the front of my pants and fondle idly the hard shaft that lie within. I moaned in pleasure as I continued to dance, my gaze turning to the side as I catch the grin of one of the staff members, a dark green lizard, as he licked his lips. I closed my eyes and began to make out with the wolf grinding into me, lips meeting in full-on passion, the extra paw continueing to rub my shaft up and down. The night slowly became a blur, the lizard eventually leaving my hot and pulsing cock as he was pulled away by someone I couldn't see, most likely off to yiff, like almost everyone here would eventually do tonight. I looked up into the wolfs eyes before me, smiling warmly as I suddenly grinded my hips deeply into his own, seeing him moan in pleasure, obviously very aroused. I closed my eyes again and let the music take me, not even sex would stop me from enjoying this music tonight. For hours I swung my hips, shifting about, occasionally moving away from the wolf for a while as I got into the music, pulling off all of my moves as I dared to reach for the stars and beyond, the sounds playing across my ears tempting me to strive onward. The familiar shirtless fur would always still be there when I returned to dance close. Hard, pleasured, and waiting. The dance room was only half as full now compared to how it was, the midnight hour slowly creeping by, now into the early morning as I continued to move, and my partner this night kept going as well with me, every step of the way. I panted heavily now, sweat having covered my body, fully dampening the overshirt I wore, as well as part of the pants I had on. The musk in the room was full and inviting, making me kiss the wolf one last time before taking his paw and walking out and away from the direct rapture of the music, heading off to the familiar location of a long and enjoyably clean hallway which was located also within the club, a hotel of sorts. I reached in my pocket as I came across room number 186, pulling out a keycard and sliding it into the proper slot. The light turning green as I quickly turned the handle, opening the door and tossing the keycard to the floor, leaving just enough time for the wolf to enter before slamming the door and pushing the other fur against the wall, making out with him once more as my paws quickly unbuttoned his pants and yanked them down to the floor. The same actions were done in return, first with my pants and then my boxerbriefs eventually, my paw and his own working on eachothers erect shafts for some time before he gripped my rear with his free paw. I held his paw in my own once more as I walked him over to the nicely made bed, having planned everything to be perfect, renting this room for the night as I knew I wanted everything to be memorable. I slipped my overshirt off and removed my fishnet clothing off as I quickly rose on all fours upon the bed, not too soon afterwards feeling the familiar and warm feeling of the shaft entering my tailhole. I moaned outloud and continued my heavy panting, hoping I was nice and tight for the wolf, murring as my cock throbbed rock-hard in attention. It wasn't long before my rear was plowed full on by the wolf's thrusting, fast and hard as I was yiffed firmly in need. My eyes shut closed, the pleasure wracking through my head and body as pre dripped from my shaft, beginning to soak the now ruffled blanket below. "Mmm... fuck me you sexy wolf.. take me.." I called out, licking my lips, wanting him to do his worst on me. My teeth gritted in partial pain as he buried his long member deeper and further into me with every forward thrust, harder and firmer as his ballsac rythmically knocked lightly against my own, feeling his knot press against my tight entrance as I was yiffed, making me grip with both paws at the bedsheets below, my cock still untouched and dripping continually in wanting of what the wolf was about to do next. I closed my eyes tightly and then zoned out, taken over by the pleasure filling me, hearing the soft beat of techno in the distance from the dance floor, touching my soul in the deepest way possible as the wolf was following the same beat in movement as he gave to me all he had, burying his firm knot deep within and beyond my tailhole's entrance as he poured his seed within me, his paw suddenly working frantically up and down my shaft, the furry grip bringing me over the edge like a hair trigger as I came all over the bed, both of our orgasms ringing out as we panted and moaned together. I felt my insides warm and full as the wolfs thrusting ceased, feeling his shaft still within me as my own dripped it's last amounts of seed. He pulled out of my tailhole eventually, only to grin and lick my lips lustfully in thanks and in tired need as he got up and wiped his spent shaft off with a towel from the bathroom, slipping his bondage pants on afterwards as I watched him, eventually lying my head fully down against the pillow, now on my back, legs spread out and arms against the bed, almost as limp as a rag doll as I heard the somehow distant closing of the door to my room. "Fucker.." I said outloud softly as the room became silent, but the beat was still there, the music I could hear drumming at the walls from the dancefloor, the familiar sound of my favorite song now being played. I didn't cry that night, or ever during my time at the club. I didn't care. I laughed, in lack of energy and in lack of heart. I was spent now, my seed now all over my backside, as well as on part of my stomach and chest. And it all didn't matter. I fell asleep in this state, only to be woken up in the morning by the blinding light of the sun as it attempted to show itself through the single window covered by thin curtains. And it still didn't matter. I eventually got up, took a shower and went home, still in a daze, the music still running through my head. And once I got home and lied down on my cold bed, only then did I cry. I cried for almost everything. I cried for lust, I cried for being left like I had been the night before. But I never cried for the music.