Sovrim's Desire
#5 of Twenty-minute tales
Time: 16m28s. Words: 816.
Sovrim helps himself to Azure's big, musky feet. Azure pretends not to notice.
Yes, I came in well under the target time for this. I could've extended it but felt this was a particularly good stopping point and knew I wouldn't get to another good ending within another three minutes.
Azure Ebonwing sat back on the couch to watch television. The six meter tall, blue-and-black dragon was thankful he'd found an apartment large enough to accommodate his impressive size and furniture to match, and leaned back to take in some Sunday afternoon sports. His roommate, Sovrim, was about half that size, and the chameleon-and-salamander hybrid made himself inconspicuous when the dragon was relaxing. Most of the time, at least.
But today was one of those days where the hybrid wanted to enjoy himself and enjoy the larger dragon while he was at it. While Azure was reclining, his feet were propped up on coffee table, his soles in clear view to the smaller creature now looking at them with longing. The sapphire blue scales covered everything down to his soles, which were a deep black. All of those scales glistened slightly with sweat, in defiance of normal biology, and that shimmering made them all the more enticing to the hybrid as he crawled his way toward that table.
Sovrim changed his color to match the room as best he could. His skin shifted hue to match the carpeting, making him almost invisible. Not that it was really needed, of course; Azure was too wrapped up in the game, cheering at something or another, to care what his roommate was doing at the moment. Within a few moments Sovrim was at the dragon's feet. He kneeled before them and took in a long, deep breath of their strong, masculine scent. They were clean, covered just in the powerfully musky sweat that dragon always seemed to have, even when he just relaxed like this. Those feet were so large they could have covered Sovrim's head and chest with ease, and the hybrid let out a happy sigh as he nuzzled gently against the biggest toe.
That first nuzzling was enough to send a shiver of pleasure through the hybrid. A thin layer of sweat rubbed off onto his nose, allowing him to breathe the dragon's scent even when he wasn't pressed up against those massive, meaty paws. But he wasn't about to leave them and, instead, he moved in even closer. He kissed each of the dragon's four toes in turn, working from smallest to largest and back again. With each pass, he started to use more of his tongue, taking in the taste of those toes. Sweat practically melted onto his tongue, filling his mouth with the flavor of a dragon's paws, as strong as the towering beast himself. Sovrim wanted - no, needed - more. He pressed his nose in against the space between the dragon's two largest toes and took in a long, deep breath, and nearly swooned from the potent scent that played along his nostrils.
All of this musk-love was turning on the hybrid as well. Sovrim's pale pink cock had slithered free of his maleslit, though his musk paled in comparison with Azure's. He reached down and started to jerk himself off, pawing in time with his licks along the dragon's foot. He started to kneel lower, looking up at the toes as they now reached far over his head. The arch of the dragon's foot seemed quite ready to take in his muzzle, and Sovrim licked up and down the entire length. The shine of sweat was soon replaced with the glistening of saliva from the hybrid's efforts, but the musk did not diminish. If anything, all that licking was just making the dragon warmer, bringing forth new sweat and scents for the hybrid to enjoy.
Sovrim had to actively suppress a moan of pleasure as he started to lick and jerk more quickly. He couldn't resist the allure of these large, heavy, powerful feet and pressed his face right up against them. He imagined the dragon stepping down onto him and pinning him against the ground. He imagined being ordered to worship those feet and clean them with nothing but his tongue. He followed through with those imagined commands and kissed Azure's heel before slowly making his way up the foot once more. Sovrim licked between the toes, getting up the richest, most potent scents and tastes the dragon could offer.
Azure casually flexed his toes, briefly catching Sovrim's tongue in place. That was all the creature needed to go over the edge. He groaned into the dragon's paw - a sound muffled by that large foot - as he came. The hybrid caught his seed in his other hand, as he didn't want to ruin the carpet, and left himself with a full palm of thick, rich cum after satisfying his pleasures. Sovrim moved to stand up, but Azure moved his other foot down to the hybrid's shoulder to keep him on his knees. "I have another foot, you know," Azure said, looking down at the hybrid as if a king glaring as his servant. "Get to work."