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Playin' Dirty

By Brunvindr

1:30 PM

Light poured into the hallway of Sabine's apartment as the maned wolf unlocked the door and stepped inside. "Welcome to my humble abode!" she exclaimed. She held the door for her companion and jokingly gave a little bow as she ushered him inside.

Her accomplice was a red dragon named Brun - an old friend of hers. The two had been meaning to get together for quite some time, and today it had finally happened. They had just spent several hours in the park, talking, walking, and generally having fun. They had even taken a swimming break in a pond in an effort beat the heat. It was late May, and summer had just kicked in. As the drake stepped over the threshold, he was relieved to be greeted by the sweet touch of conditioned air against his scales.

Sabine then closed the door behind him and made her way over to the couch, which she promptly sat on. "Sorry if it seems a bit messy," she added, gesturing to various belongings that lay strewn haphazardly across the floor.

The drake waved his hand dismissively as he sat beside her. "I've seen worse," he said. "My place is a disaster area." He placed his arms above his head and leaned back, observing his surroundings. In spite of the slight mess, he was pleased with what he saw. Although simple, the interior of the apartment was quite nice. Adjacent from the couch he could see a coffee table, a television, and several posters on the walls. On the floor beneath the TV there were several game cases, along with Sabine's apparent console of choice.

"I see you have an Xbox..." he said, attempting to make small talk.

"Yeah!" said Sabine, reaching for one of the controllers. "Want to play?" Her tail began to wag excitedly as she held the device in her hand. The prospect of having a friend to play with was nothing short of thrilling.

"Well, of course!" Brun replied with a smile. He wasn't usually one to decline a gaming invitation, and after witnessing Sabine's excitement, the offer became impossible to turn away.

Pleased with this response, Sabine grinned and picked another controller up off the floor. "Alright!" she squeaked. The wolf tossed the device to the drake, then stood up and waltzed over to the pile of cases on the other side of the room. "Any preferences?"

From his position on the couch, Brun could see several of the available options. He spent a few moments pondering, but it didn't take long for him to arrive at a final decision. "Hmm, how about... that one?" he said, gesturing to a specific case.

It took a second for Sabine to determine which case he was pointing at, but she was pleasantly surprised when she figured out which one it was. She leaned forward and picked it up. "This one?" she asked.

"Mm-hmm." Brun replied.

Sabine's grin widened. "Good choice..."

1:45 PM

Sabine and Brun sat beside each other on the couch once again, controllers in hand. The disc had been inserted, and the game was loaded. Both of them were itching with anticipation. The game Brun had chosen happened to be Halo: Combat Evolved. He had chosen it not only because it was a classic, but also because it was the only game in the series he had ever played (and therefore the only game he thought would give him the slightest chance of beating Sabine). The classic "Blood Gulch" map had been selected, and their match would start in mere moments.

"So, first to reach 15 kills wins?" Sabine suggested.

"Sounds good," said Brun. He glanced down at his controller with a slightly perplexed look, a little uncertain if he could even remember which button did what. It had been too long since he had played this game.

The ambient noises of whistling wind and bird calls signified the start of the match. Eyes fixed on the screen, Sabine immediately ran for the top level of the Blue base and grabbed the sniper rifle, shooting Brun down from across the map before he even had time to react. With that, the battle was on.

Slightly flustered, Brun respawned and took refuge behind the Red base. After equipping himself with a shotgun, he conducted a mad dash for one of the Warthogs. He hopped in and drove towards the other side of the map. He spotted Sabine attempting to cross through the center of the canyon, and he began to steer the jeep towards her. She spotted him, and struck the wheel of the jeep with a well-placed plasma grenade. Brun noticed this and promptly bailed out. He grinned, thinking for a moment that he had cheated death. Unfortunately, the explosion of the grenade caused the vehicle to rocket into the air, and the red dragon's Spartan happened to be directly underneath it when it landed.

Back in reality, Sabine doubled over with laughter at the drake's misfortune. Although it hurt his pride, Brun had to admit that it had been rather amusing. He chuckled slightly, but regained his focus as his character once again respawned. Winning this match would require utmost concentration.

Brun grabbed a shotgun and exited the base, only to be immediately flattened beneath the treads of a Scorpion tank.

The score was now three to zero. The odds certainly did not seem to be in his favor. Now Sabine had a tank. How was he supposed to beat her now? His only hope was to make a mad dash for the rocket launcher at the center of the map. After once again respawning in the exact same spot as before, this is exactly what he did. Sabine followed him in hot pursuit. Artillery shells whizzed past his head and exploded around him as he ran. The drake stuck close to the rocks for cover whenever possible, and within no time the rockets were in sight. He grabbed them, leapt into the air to avoid another cannon blast, and fired. His aim was dead on, and the Scorpion was now no longer a problem.

The drake pumped his fist victoriously. It seemed that there might yet be hope for him. Still, it was too early to get cocky. The score was still only three to one, and Brun knew that he would still have to keep his wits about him if he was going to win.

The drake dashed back to the base, grabbed the sniper rifle, and then used the teleported to travel back to the center of the map. From there, he made his way to the top of one of the cliffs, where he had a clear view of Blue base. He sniped Sabine just as she was making her way towards one of the vehicles. She then respawned a few moments later, only to meet the exact same fate.

Sabine blinked, sitting stock still as her character once again reappeared inside the Blue base. She was beginning to think that she had underestimated Brun. "You're not staring at my screen, are you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Brun continued to stare at his half of the screen with snake-eyed concentration. "Nope," was his simple reply.

The maned wolf paused for a moment, pondering her next move. She was in a bad spot. Brun now held the high ground, which gave him a distinct advantage over her. The scores were now even, but Brun would surely pick her off as soon as she stuck her head out of the base. Clearly, a change of tactics was needed. She placed a paw on her chin as her mind searched for possible solutions.

Then, suddenly, an idea came to her - a rather devilish one. With a devious grin, she placed her controller down and placed both of her hands on the base of her loose-fitting green t-shirt. Then, suddenly, she pulled it up over her head and flung it in the red dragon's face.

Needless to say, this proved to be quite effective at breaking Brun's concentration. By the time he was able to remove the cloth from his muzzle, the maned wolf's Spartan was out of the base and charging directly at him. He tried to regain his focus, but the fact that Sabine was now sitting half-naked less than two feet away made from him this feat nearly impossible. He took a shot, but missed by a mile.

No matter how hard he tried, the drake simply could not resist the urge to sneak a peek at the wolf's fully exposed breasts. He couldn't help it - he was a male, after all. They were ample, round, and - as far as he was concerned - perfect in every way. They seemed to be hypnotizing him.

Sabine smirked as she caught a glimpse of the dragon's expression out of the corner of her eye. His eyes were the size of dinner plates. So far, her new strategy seemed to be working perfectly. Up on the cliff, the dragon's Spartan stood idly. Sabine pulled out a pistol and dispatched him with only a few shots. The maned wolf then shifted on the couch, lying with her back against the armrest to ensure that the drake had an unobstructed view of her assets.

Brun was now incredibly flustered and thoroughly distracted. He tried very hard to keep his eyes focused on the TV screen and resist the urge to stare, but that proved to be Mission: Impossible. After a few seconds, his eyes would wander over to the other side of the couch, giving Sabine enough time to sneak up behind him and frag his Spartan with ease. Before long, Sabine had racked up an impressive kill-streak.

To further add to the embarrassment of being repeatedly humiliated in the presence of a bare-chested female, an uncomfortable bulge had started to form in his pants. He started to whistle casually, as if the act would somehow conceal his painfully obvious erection.

The maned wolf tried her very best to hide a giggle at the sight of his condition. If her kill-death ratio wasn't already a sign, it was now clear beyond a shadow of a doubt that her strategy was a success. In her eyes, she had already won. Was it time to take her "dirty tactics" a step further? She certainly thought so.

Her already wide grin grew even wider as she set her controller down and crawled to other side of the couch. She rested her muzzle on the dragon's shoulder, gazing deeply into his eyes as one of her paws wandered across his lap and fondled his crotch. The drake instantly dropped his controller and let out a sharp gasp at the unexpected stimulation. "Sabine, what are you -"

The maned wolf held a finger to his lips, silencing him. "Shh," she said. "Don't talk. Just relax..." With that, she climbed down from the couch and knelt before him. She placed her hands on his thighs, gripped them tightly, and slowly slid his pants down until they were at his ankles. Brun shivered slightly as the sensitive flesh of his engorged dragonhood was exposed to the cool air.

Sabine's grin became impossibly wide. It was time to trade in her controller for a joystick! As soon as the pants were down, the wolf reached out for his ridged member and applied a gentle squeeze to the base of the shaft. The dragon let out a pleased growl and leaned back further, as if urging her to continue. Sabine did not hesitate. After cupping her other paw over his balls, she began to stroke the length of his cock while applying a long, slow lick to the underside. Upon seeing a bead of pre form at the tip, she wrapped her lips around the head and delicately licked it off. She murred contentedly as the salty taste spread across her tongue. Meanwhile, she could feel the spot between her legs growing wet. As she took his cock into her mouth, one of her paws ventured into her denim shorts.

This action did not escape Brun's notice, and he decided to help her out. He hooked the tip of his flexible tail underneath her jeans and pulled them down to her knees, along with her panties. His tail brushed against her inner thigh and rubbed against her slit, provoking a protracted moan from the wolf as she closed her eyes and continued sucking his cock.

She heard the leather on the couch squeak as the dragon suddenly stood up, pulling away from her. Moments later, she felt her body being hoisted off the ground. She opened her eyes again, and found herself back on the couch belly-up with her legs spread apart. Brun stared down at her with a beaming smile as he pulled her panties down the rest of the way and dropped them on the floor. "My turn..." he whispered.

The dragon lay flat on his stomach, placing both of his hands on her thighs as he lowered his muzzle between her legs. He placed a kiss on the outer lips and gently sucked on her clit. His tongue lashed out, massaging her slit and briefly parting the lips before quickly retreating back into his snout. Letting out a surprised squeak, Sabine arched her back slightly and dug her fingers into the couch cushions. "Oh, Brun..." she moaned.

The dragon didn't respond. Instead, he simply continued his slow assault on her nether regions. His tongue slid between her folds and entered her tight passage, stroking and massaging her walls. Sabine cried aloud, enjoying the feeling immensely. As his long tongue delved deeper into her, Brun rubbed his hands over her inner thighs. They moved steadily closer to her crotch, and eventually he was rubbing his thumbs in little circles around her clit. His tongue swirled around within her passage, sampling the juices that had started to leak from her in copious amounts. He thrusted his tongue in and out, wriggling it faster and faster. Sabine squealed with delight, gripping the sides of the couch tightly as she felt her climax approaching. Her eyes fluttered and her ears flattened against her head. "Nnhh..." she moaned, voice trembling.

As if sensing that she was close, Brun doubled his efforts. His tongue thrashed wildly, and he did everything in his power to bring her over the edge. Soon enough, Sabine came hard. Her hips bucked as she shrieked loudly, pleasure exploding within her. The dragon withdrew his tongue from her passage and lapped eagerly at her entrance, murring happily as her fluids ran onto his tongue. He loved her taste.

After that delightful warm-up, Sabine was more than ready for round two. She rolled over without skipping a beat, raising her ass into the air. She threw him a needy look over her shoulder. "Get over here, sexy..." she teased.

Brun didn't need to be told. As soon as the words escaped from her mouth, the red dragon mounted her. He placed one hand firmly on her rump and used the other to guide his painfully erect member to her waiting pussy. He pressed the throbbing tip to her entrance and held it there.

Sabine whined and wriggled her hips against his crotch. "Please, Brun..." she begged. "Fuck me..."

The dragon smiled. "Oh, I will. Don't you worry..." he teased. "I'm gonna fuck you into the middle of next week!" He meant every word of what he said, too.

If she had been a cat, Sabine would have purred. All of this dirty talk was wonderfully stimulating. "Well then, what are you waiting for?" she asked, a hint of impatience creeping into her voice.

Brun responded by pulling his hips back and the rapidly bringing them forward again, ramming his cock deeply inside of her. The fluids dripping from her slit ensured minimal resistance. His member parted her lips and glided through her like a hot knife through butter.

The maned wolf let out of sharp yip of pleasant surprise, eyes widening as her walls were stretched by his thick girth. "Ooh, yeah..." she murred.

The dragon placed one hand on either side of her ass, moaning aloud as her passage gripped his length. He moved in and out with slow but forceful thrusts, shivering slightly with every movement. His hands began to explore her body. They moved away from her rump and ran along her sides until they reached her breasts. He fondled and caressed them, rubbing his thumbs over both nipples. This action resulted in him leaning forward, bringing his hips closer to hers.

As the dragon hilted, Sabine once again let out a soft moan. The pleasure within her was already starting to rise again. She pushed backwards unto his cock, making her ass bounce as it slammed against his crotch.

Brun huffed and groaned as he began to pound her hard. He placed one hand on her shoulder blades, gently pushing her upper body down and raising her rump further into the air as he grabbed hold of her tail for added leverage.

Each thrust forced a sharp gasp out of Sabine. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" she cried. The maned wolf reached between her legs and began to rub her clit vigorously as the drake stuffed her from behind. She was on the edge.

The male was getting close, too. The grip of Sabine's tight, dripping pussy was simply overpowering. His scaly paws dug into her fur as he continued to fuck her from behind, each thrust bringing him closer to his inevitable climax. His hot breath came out in short bursts with every thrust, and his legs started to quiver violently. "Oh, God, Sabine... I'm g-gonna... cum!" he growled, gritting his teeth as he humped her wildly.

"Do it..." she panted. "Let it all out!" The wolf looked up at him from over her shoulder, whining as she rubbed herself faster. Her climax washed over her like a tidal wave of pure ecstasy. She howled, her body jerking with bliss as she pressed her hips firmly against the dragon.

Brun's orgasm was accompanied by a mighty roar. He thrusted into her as deeply as he could, digging furrows in her fur as he came, filling her with wave after wave of viscous seed. The warm, sticky substance splattered the walls of her tight passage and leaked out down her thighs, making a small puddle on the couch. Breathless, the drake pulled his hips back and finally withdrew from her, collapsing onto his side. Feeling content, Sabine curled up and rested beside him.

As he basked in the afterglow of his tremendous climax, Brun's attention drifted back to the TV. The match had apparently ended at some point during their spontaneous session of lovemaking. Their final scores were displayed on the screen. Sabine had managed to score ten points, while Brun had been unable to score more than three.

Brun nudged the maned wolf playfully with his elbow. "You cheated," he said.

Sabine giggled. "I know..." she replied. "But do you really care?"

The drake smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "No," he said. "Not at all."

-The End