{"sf1_id":751288,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Winding Down","author":"Volcan MacAingeal","words":10190,"posted_at":"2014-08-31T16:13:00.000Z","tags":["Aroused","Dragoness","Eat-out","Fantasizing","Fire Phoenix","Fondling","Foreplay","Kissing","Love","Phoenix","Riding","Romance","Shower","Vaginal","eastern dragon","police","straight","stress"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/751288-winding-down","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/751288","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=751288\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"After a long, stressful day at work, Obsidian is ready to leave for some well-deserved, long overdue time off. But on her way home, she finds the border gates to the American half of Unity Falls closed due to an emergency across the border, and is forced to stay on the Canadian side of the city. She goes to Volcan, who happily gives her somewhere to stay, but senses how stressed out and tired she is, so he graciously helps her to wind down... in every way he can.\n________________________________________________________________________________________________\nSo, was looking through my gallery, found an OLD old story, 'Deprived of Love', where Volcan and Obsidian had a night like this as well, only it was under different circumstances. I decided to make it a little more convincing, and not as brief. This was the result.\nObsidian, used with full permission, belongs to Project X on FurAffinity","content":"\n            Finally, she was done for the day...\n            Obsidian had been waiting impatiently for her shift to\nfinally end; one last day before some well-deserved time off, and the criminals\nof the city had not made her last work day easy for her. It was no secret the\nUnity Falls Police Department was very short-handed these days, due to the\ngenocide war such a short time ago; many officers had died in the conflict and\nleft the UFPD with barely half its original force, so whenever a call came in,\nshe had no choice but to be part of the response if nobody else was available.\nIt was for that reason she had booked those days off; she was overworked, and\nin need of a break.\n            But, as always seemed to happen before time-off began,\nthe last day was the busiest.\n            Less than a half hour since she had arrived on shift, she\nwas called out to investigate a break-in at the museum; it was Sunday, so the\nplace was closed for the day, but someone or something had set off the silent\nalarm. She had arrived with Constable Jeols to find four men trying to steal a\ndisplay of ancient jewelry; getting the drop on them with a little help from\nmuseum security, they apprehended the suspects and took them in. But before\nObsidian even finished the report for the incident, another officer called for\nassistance on a high speed chase in the industrial park, a chase she joined\nsince she was in the area in her cruiser.\n            The chase had gone well until another patrolman executed\nan ill-timed PIT maneuver that sent the suspect car crashing into a warehouse;\nthe driver bailed before impact and ran off into hiding among the buildings.\nObsidian and some other officers spent the better part of a couple of hours\nsearching for the man until a K-9 unit was called in and caught him trying to\nsteal a car parked at one of the factories.\n            When that was done it was almost her lunch hour, but on\nthe way back to the station, as luck would have it, she witnessed a mugging\ndown at C-Plaza. With a groan she took off after the culprit on foot, and\ncaught him a block away, bringing him back with her to the station. Another\nhour later, once he was booked and placed in a holding room, Obsidian sent the\nnext hour filling out reports on both incidents, and of course finishing the\none she'd started for the museum incident.\n            Just to show the day wasn't done with her yet, two hours\nbefore her shift ended, there was another chase; right after the sun went down,\nan officer reported street racers having a drag down 73rd Avenue,\nwhich was all but abandoned this time of night, except for one businessman who\nhad been working late and called the police. Obsidian, grudgingly, joined the\nunit that responded, and made yet another arrest -finding out in the process,\nshe hadn't even gotten her handcuffs back from the mugger she'd caught, forcing\nher to turn her capture over to another officer for detaining.\n            The whole time, too, the racer she'd caught was making\nprovocative remarks to her, including one about asking if she'd left her\nboyfriend handcuffed to the bed. \"Probably about the only way you ever get laid, bitch; makin' sure\nyour fuckbuddy can't leave,\" he'd thrown in, much to her disgust. She was used\nto being hit with such slander, especially from the people she caught. It was\nall part of the job, of course.\n            Still, it only added to her stress; maintaining her\nprofessionalism was becoming increasingly harder, especially with the end of\nher shift so close. She'd had to stay later to help locate the other street\nracers and finish her reports; when it was finally over she was an hour past\nthe end of her shift, and wanted nothing more to get home and relax.\nIt\nwas time to clock out by about 11:30. However, before she could, she had to\nmake photocopies of her reports, and so stepped out of her office to head to\nthe copy room. On her way there, she ran into Chief Gregory as he was coming\nout of his office with some papers in his hands; she nearly slammed into him,\nbut managed to stop in time, although her timely appearance made him jump\nslightly. \"Oh, sorry Gregory,\" she said, rubbing her head in embarrassment.\n\"That's\nokay,\" he returned, giving a dismissive wave with his hand. The blue hawk\nglanced at his watch briefly before turning back to Obsidian. \"Well past the\nend of your shift; you on your way out?\"\n\"Not\nyet; still have to put these through the copier,\" she replied, flashing the\nstack of paperwork in her hand. \"After that, I'll clock out and leave my car\nkeys for whoever fills in for me, then head home.\"\nGregory\nnodded, and then seemed to think of something. \"Tell you what; you did a great\njob today so, why don't I go copy those reports for you along with mine? I'll\njust leave your copies on your desk to file away when you come back from days\noff, alright?\" He then added. \"And, while I'm at it, I'll say you stayed until\nmidnight, and get you a couple of hour's overtime.\" He smiled at her when he\nsaw her light up at his generosity.\n\"That'd\nbe great, boss,\" she replied, and passed him her paperwork. \"Thanks a lot.\"\n\"Hey,\ndon't mention it,\" he returned, walking with her until they reached the copy\nroom. \"You go and enjoy your days off, Obsidian; we'll see you next week.\"\n\"I\nwill. Thanks Gregory,\" she bade him before she started to head for the front of\nthe station. \"Goodnight!\" She called back to him.\n\"Goodnight,\"\nhe called back, and with that he disappeared into the copy room, and began to\nphotocopy the police reports. Although he had to stick his head back out into\nthe hallway and call after Obsidian before she got too far away. \"One sec!\" He\ncalled. \"You forgot to put your signature on the Museum report.\"\n\"Oops!\"\nShe hissed before sprinting back up the hall to the copy room door where the\nhawk stood. Gregory lent the dragoness a pen and passed her the unfinished\nreport, where she promptly tucked it against her arm and filled in the blank\nmarked 'Officer Signature' at the bottom-right corner of the report sheet with\nher handwritten name, and passed it back to Gregory. \"Sorry,\" she said\nsheepishly.\n\"Minor\ndetail, but you want to have all bases covered before going on days off,\" he\nreturned, and sarcastically added. \"Now, scram; you're losing your free time.\"\nShe\nmock-saluted him, eliciting a laugh from both officers before giving him\nanother goodbye wave of her hand and heading out of the station, eager to head\nfor home...\n \n~~~~~\n \n\"Why\nare the gates closed?\" Obsidian asked, frustrated to be so close to getting\nhome only to find the big steel gates of the border walls closed tightly.\n\"I\napologize for the inconvenience, ma'am, but an police operation on the American\nside went awry while they were trying to catch some gangsters who were\nsmuggling narcotics into the city,\" the border guard explained. \"Some of them\ngot away; mayor and chief of that side gave the order to close the gates so\nthey couldn't flee over here to the Canadian side; roadblocks have been set up\nat the other exits of the city, so they expect to catch them before the night's\nout, so if you'd like to wait, hopefully it won't be long.\"\nObsidan\ndropped back against her seat and groaned. \"Not my night,\" she muttered, and\nsat up before looking at the guard. \"No... I'll just find somewhere to stay over\nhere for the night. Thank you.\"\n\"I'm\nvery sorry for this, ma'am,\" the guard returned, his apology genuine.\nObsidian\nwaved it off. \"It happens,\" she said. \"Have a good night.\"\n\"You\nas well, officer,\" he returned to Obsidian as she put her car back into drive\nand used the small exit running behind the guards' toll booth to turn around\nand head into the adjacent lane, heading back into the Canadian half of the\ncity.\n\"Well,\nthis is just great,\" she mumbled to herself. \"Where am I going to stay?\" She\ndidn't want to have to rent a motel room; she wasn't going to be paid until\nFriday, and due to some maintenance on her car the other day, she didn't have\nmuch money for the rest of the week, especially since she still had groceries\nto buy.\nAt\nthe thought of groceries, her stomach growled noisily and made her cringe. Crap... I forgot; I missed lunch today...\nshe thought. So not only did she have to find somewhere to sleep, she needed\nsomething to eat, and right now her budget wouldn't cover both.\nShe\nsighed, guilt on her face. \"I guess... I guess I could ask if I could stay with\nsomeone. I really hate to impose on them though...\" She shook her head. \"But this\ntime of night, who can I ask; who would even still be awake?\" She thought on\nthe subject; she knew of a few that lived over on this side that often stayed\nup late, but not always, and she didn't want to simply wake one of them up in\nthe middle of the night.\nBut\nmaybe they'd understand? The worst they could do was say no... or, not be in\ntown; many of her friends liked to wander sometimes, especially Tsume or Pavan,\nwho were rarely seen at home at all. She knew where Vinge lived but his house\nwas tiny and didn't have a guest bed. Besides... even if Vinge was home, he'd\nprobably be with Yurui; the two had been spending much time together. Obsidian\nwas glad Vinge found someone special in his life, and that Yurui had adjusted\nso well to the world, though; thinking of it brought a pleasant smile to her\nface.\nHer\nthoughts drifted back to her predicament rather fast, however; she frowned as\nshe remembered she still needed somewhere to stay. \"Well, I can always ask\nVolcan; he'd never turn me down,\" she said to herself. \"I just hope I don't\nwake him...\"\nGetting\nher bearings for a moment, she steered her car back towards C-Plaza, travelling\na few blocks until she was in sight of the night club. She continued to follow\nthe road past the parking lot before coming to a T-intersection, and making a\nright turn onto 110th Street, driving down two blocks before she\ncame to the front of an apartment complex, slowing to a crawl and making a left\nturn into the parking lot and pulling up to the guest parking stalls, parking\nher car into the one across from a red jeep, which she knew belonged to Volcan.\nObsidian\nparked the car, shutting off her headlights and stepped out; she locked the\ndoor after confirming she had her keys, and shut it. She began to make her way\nover to the complex, pulling her phone from her pocket and dialling Volcans'\nhouse number. She looked up to his second-floor balcony, hearing the phone\nringing through the sliding glass door. She saw the shadow of someone moving\ninside.\nShe\ndidn't have to wait long before she heard the phone being picked up on the\nother end. \"Hello?\"\n\"Hey,\nVolcan,\" said Obsidian.\n\"Oh, hey 'Sid! How you doing?\" The\nphoenix asked, happy to hear from the dragoness. Volcan and Obsidian were very\nclose, so close they were often mistaken as lovers... well, the thought had\ncrossed Obsidians' mind before, but, they both had such full schedules...\nWait,\nwhy the hell was she thinking that at a time like this? She gave herself a\nmental slap on both cheeks before she finally answered Volcans' question. \"I'm...\nokay, I guess,\" she lied. \"Just... in kind of a sticky situation.\"\n\"Uh oh... something happen?\"\n\"Oh\nnothing bad, really,\" she assured him. \"But I... I kind of can't get home right\nnow.\"\n\"Wait, you're still on the Canadian side? But\nyour shift ended two hours ago; the gates closed at eleven.\"\n\"You\nknow about that?\" Obsidian asked, mildly surprised.\n\"Yeah; was watching the news earlier while\nlooking over some new songs Vinge came up with,\" Volcan replied. \"I figured you would have been back across\nbefore the gates got closed.\"\n\"I\nhad to stay a little later,\" replied Obsidian. \"Just one of those nights.\"\n\"Ah, shitty,\" returned Volcan, \"so, where are you now?\"\nShe\nheld the phone away from her mouth and looked up at the balcony, cupping a hand\naround her muzzle and elevating her voice. \"Right outside!\" She called.\nSeconds\nlater, Volcans' balcony door slid open, and the large, red and gold phoenix\nstepped out, peering down at her quizzically before he hit the 'end' button on\nhis cordless phone and tucked it into his pocket. \"Yanno, you could have just\nlevitated yourself up to the balcony rather than call me.\"\n\"That'd\nbe intrusive,\" she called back up to him as she pocketed her own phone. \"I only\ndo something like that on your birthday,\" she reminded him with a wink, of how\nshe'd dropped in on him on his eighteenth birthday... something the phoenix\nremembered well enough.\n\"Hey,\nit may have spooked me but I can think of worse things to find lying on me when\nI wake up in the morning,\" the phoenix remarked. \"So, since you're stuck over\nhere I guess you need a place to stay, eh?\"\nShe\nsmiled weakly at him. \"If it's too much trouble, I could ask Tsume.\"\n\"She's\nnot at home tonight,\" Volcan called as he leapt over the balcony and dropped\ndown one story to the ground below, landing without seemingly any effort before\napproaching Obsidian. \"She went to visit Red-Grass for the weekend.\"\nObsidian\ntilted her head. \"Red... grass? Sounds like some kind of marijuana,\" she said,\nalthough was obviously joking.\nVolcan\nchuckled heartily. \"I take it she didn't tell you about him?\"\n\"Oh,\na person; I thought it might've been a town or something,\" admitted Obsidian.\n\"But uh, no she hasn't. Who's he?\"\n\"Her\nknife instructor,\" replied Volcan. \"Red-Grass taught her everything she knows\nabout knife fighting; guy's an international champion, actually. Kind of lives\nin the Stone Age, you could say but, he's a good man; wise, talented, really\nknows his stuff. Tsume talks about him like he's an uncle, even a second father\nalmost.\"\nObsidian\nnodded. \"Sounds like it.\"\nVolcan\njerked his thumb up towards his apartment. \"You want to come up? I can prepare\nthe guest room for you, if you need somewhere to crash.\"\nShe\nsmiled again and nodded. \"I'd appreciate it,\" she said, before she focused her\ntelekinesis and levitated herself up towards Volcans' balcony, while the phoenix\n-being as tall as he was- simply walked back over to the balcony, reached up\nwith his hands and literally pulled himself up by his fingers, until he was\nable to reach up to the top of the railing and pull himself up high enough to\nswing his legs over, touching down roughly the same time as Obsidian.\n\"Why\ndidn't you just jump up?\" Obsidian asked.\n\"Last\ntime I did I... almost went through the window,\" replied Volcan, flushing with\nembarrassment. \"Thought maybe it's better I stopped doing that before I crash\nthrough a pane of glass or smash into someone else's balcony.\"\n\"And\npulling yourself up is easier?\" She asked as her feet touched down on the\nbalcony.\nVolcan\neyed her questioningly. \"'Sid, I can bench press almost two thousand pounds; I\nweigh barely over one-tenth that. You think I have any trouble lifting myself?\"\nShe\ncocked her head slightly at that question. \"Good point.\"\n\"Yeah,\"\nhe replied as he led her into the house. \nShe\ntook off her shoes before setting foot on his living room carpet, and looked around\nthe place briefly as he stepped in and shut the door behind him. Obsidian\nwalked over to the couch and sat down, leaning back against it and loving to\nfinally sit somewhere that wasn't her hard office chair back at work; the\nphoenixes' couch was so soft and comfortable in comparison. As she relaxed into\nthe soft, burgundy leather, she let out a long groan, some of it relief, the\nother frustration.\n\"You\nalright?\" Volcan asked.\n\"Yeah...\njust been a really, really long day,\" replied the dragoness. \"I'm just glad to\nget some time off.\"\nVolcan\nnodded in understanding. \"Can I get you anything?\" He offered her.\n\"Well,\nI did miss my lunch break today,\" she remarked. \"Can I just make a sandwich?\"\n\"I'll\nmake it,\" Volcan assured, holding up his hand in assurance. \"You just kick back\nand relax for a bit. How about a root beer while you wait?\"\nShe\nsmiled and nodded. \"Sounds great,\" she said.\n\"Coming\nright up,\" he returned, turning and heading into the kitchen while Obsidian\nreached down to the side of the couch and pulled up on a lever, triggering a\nleg rest which elevated her feet and propped them up into an comfortable\nposition.\nVolcan\nappeared from the kitchen again a moment later, carrying a cold bottle of root\nbeer in his hand, which he held out to Obsidian. \"Thank you,\" she said,\naccepting the bottle form him before she opened it and drank greedily, enjoying\nthe cold, sweet, carbonated liquid flowing down her throat.\n\"No\nproblem. So, what would you like on that sandwich? I've got chicken, some\nleftover bacon, ham's probably still good.\"\nShe\nshrugged. \"Surprise me.\"\n\"Alright\nthen,\" he replied before he returned to the kitchen once more.\nAs\nObsidian lay there, letting herself completely relax in the chair, she turned\nher attention to the TV, which was still on the news at that moment. It was a\nlocal channel, so it was reporting incidents regarding the city; currently, it\nwas giving an update on the gates being closed, and that the suspects the\nAmerican UFPD were pursuing had been cornered and would soon be apprehended,\nbut it'd be another hour or so before they re-opened the gates, meaning\nObsidian was better off just staying here now.\nShe\nhated to impose on Volcan like this... but he didn't seem to mind the company.\nHopefully she could make it up to him somehow.\nA\nfew minutes later, Volcan arrived back, carrying a plate with a sandwich\nresting upon it, which he placed on the coffee table in front of Obsidian.\n\"Chicken bacon ranch; hope you like it,\" he said, pleasantly. \"I'll go prep the\nguest room for you, now.\"\nShe\nnodded to him. \"I'm really sorry for all this, Volcan; to impose on you in such\na way.\"\nHe\ngave a dismissive wave of his hand. \"If I found it a bother, I wouldn't have\nlet you come in,\" he said. \"You're always welcome here, 'Sid. I mean, when we\nlearned Rex was after me, we lived together for three weeks, right? I have no\nproblem with you being here. In fact, I rather like having you around.\" He gave\nher a warm smile, and turned towards the hallway leading to the bedrooms,\nwalking into the shadows of the corridor and out of sight from Obsidian.\nThe\ndragoness blushed at Volcans' words. It's true; they had stayed together\nbriefly, when Volcan was put under police protection. There were no other\nofficers to relieve her, so Obsidian and Volcan had become temporary roommates.\nDuring that time, they'd grown ever closer, and though it wasn't the first time\nVolcan mentioned that he liked having Obsidian around, it was still very\nflattering to hear.\nShe\nturned her attention to the sandwich, picking up the plate and setting it on\nher lap, before she lifted the sandwich in her hands and took a bite, her sharp\nteeth taking a fair chunk out of the sandwich. She tasted the chicken first,\nfollowed shortly by the bacon and the condiments -mayonnaise, mustard, butter\nand some ranch dressing. She took a second bite, deciding she liked it.\nBefore\nlong, the sandwich was consumed; she felt a little more satisfied, but still\nslightly peckish. Volcan emerged a moment later, just in time to see her place\nthe empty plate on the coffee table. \"Did you like it?\" He asked.\n\"It\nwas delicious,\" she replied. \"Thank you.\"\n\"Anytime,\"\nhe returned, before sitting down on the couch with her. \"So, how was work,\nbesides long and probably a little stressful?\"\nShe\nfell back against the couch and groaned. \"Ridiculously busy,\" she replied, and\nwent through the recap of her day all in order, starting with the museum heist\nshe'd foiled, onto the first high speed chase, the mugger she'd run after, and\nthe second chase, along with the nasty remarks the racer she'd caught was\nspitting in her face the whole time.\nVolcan\ngrimaced. \"If I'd been there, that guy would've been spouting that bullshit\nthrough a toothless mouth.\"\nObsidian\nshrugged. \"It was annoying, of course, but it's part of the job,\" she said. \"I\nmean, the ones who aren't going to like cops are of course the ones who have\nsomething to hide or are on the wrong side of the law, right?\"\n\"Right,\"\nagreed Volcan, chuckling. \"And if there weren't people like that out there,\nyou'd be out of a job.\"\n\"That\ntoo,\" she agreed. \"And, I like what I do. Sure, it's trying at times, but I\nmuddle through and I know the things I do have lasting effects somewhere.\"\n\"Exactly,\njust as I know my music does. I may not be keeping crime in Canada to an\nall-time low,\" he winked, \"that often,\" and continued. \"But I give people\nexcitement, make their nights enjoyable, with loud music and some of Pavans'\ncrazy jokes.\"\n\"If\nyou hadn't mentioned the loud music, someone else could interpret that 'nights\nenjoyable' part to mean something a bit more intimate,\" Obsidian remarked,\nwiggling her eyebrows at him, and laughing when the phoenix blushed. \"I bet\nlots of girls go chasing after you.\"\n\"Well,\nyes. But, I don't give in to it.\"\nObsidian\nirked an eyebrow at him. \"Most men would thrive on so much attention.\"\nVolcan\nshrugged. \"They're not trying to get a date with me because they actually like\nme; they're driven only by the fact they're fans of mine; they love my music,\nand the man they see on the stage, but they don't know who I really am.\" He\nshook his head. \"Nah, there'd be no affection in such a thing; it'd simply be\nsomething for them to tell their friends about, and maybe a way for me to wind\ndown after work, but there are lots of ways to do that.\"\nFor someone afraid to commit, he sure has\na romantic mindset, thought Obsidian.\nOf course, that was partly why she liked him. \"I think I follow,\" she said.\n\"You're not just out for the fun of it; you prefer there actually be some\nconnection.\"\nVolcan\nnodded. \"That's about the best way to sum it up,\" he said.\nShe\nnodded back. \"Mind if I ask you a personal question?\"\n\"Fire\naway.\"\nShe\nsnorted at the pun, smiling lightly and quirking an eyebrow at him again,\nbefore moving onto her question. \"What is it exactly you look for in women,\nthen?\" Obsidian asked. \"Or, I guess, in your case, partners in general?\" She\nknew he was bisexual; it was a fairly recent discovery even for himself, but it\nwas there. \nVolcans'\ngaze drifted to the ceiling as he considered the question. \"Well, to be honest,\nif I had to pick a partner, I'd prefer it be someone I knew at least fairly\nwell or, at the very least, had taken some time to get to know and connect\nwith. I don't want it to be just some random fling or some party girl I pick up\nat the bar; I'd prefer it's someone who knows me by name, and I know them as\nwell.\"\nObsidian\nblinked. \"So... what, 'friends with benefits'?\" She asked, quizzically.\nVolcan\nchuckled. \"I guess that's about the best way to describe it,\" he replied.\n\"Although, to be frank, 'Sid, of everyone I know, I'd say you're one of the\nones I like most.\"\nObsidian\nblushed. \"Me?\"\n\"Well,\nof course!\" He smiled at her. \"What's not to like about you? You're\nintelligent, courageous, you have a good sense of right and wrong -your\nbecoming a police officer is testament to that, and you treat every one of your\nfriends like they're your family. Heck, you and Rikyuu almost seem to have a\nmother and child relationship, and like a third elder sister to Tsume; she\nreally admires you. And so do I.\"\nObsidian\nwas once more flattered by Volcans' words, and began to feel herself becoming\nwarm. She smiled at him, and leaned over to hug him. \"You're such a sweet man,\nVolcan,\" she said. \"You know just how to make someone feel good about who they\nare.\"\nVolcan\nreturned the hug. \"I've never considered myself a people-reader,\" he said. \"But\nI know my friends, and I know who they are.\"\nShe\nnuzzled against his chest, but then winced as he touched a spot on her back. He\nnoticed this instantly and gently pulled back from her. \"Sorry; did I hurt you?\"\nHe asked.\n\"No,\nno, wasn't you,\" replied Obsidian, rubbing her shoulder. \"I have this horrible\nknot in my shoulder from today -doing all those takedowns, probably, and\nsitting at my desk or in my patrol car so much this last week has made my back\nreally achy too.\"\n\"Sounds\nlike somebody could use a massage,\" said Volcan, smiling. \"Go hop in the\nshower; take a warm one to loosen up your muscles, and I'll see if I can't work\nthose kinks out of your back.\"\nShe\ngrinned widely. \"That sounds perfect; I'll do just that.\"\n\"I'll\nmeet you in the guest room once you're out,\" replied Volcan as she stood up\nfrom the couch and began to head towards the washroom.\nWhen\nher back was turned, Volcan found himself staring at her, looking at the\ndragoness from top to bottom... she made that police uniform look so beautiful\n-hell, Obsidian always looked beautiful, one of those types of women who looked\ngood no matter what, and the way she walked, confident, steady and\nprofessional, with that shapely tail of hers swaying with each step...\nVolcan\nsnapped back to reality and shook his head. Why was he thinking about that? She\nwas his friend! Sure their earlier conversation had brought up the topic of\n'friends with benefits' but he didn't think of her like that; he had no right\nto. Surely she wasn't that interested in him, and he wasn't that interested in\nher... or was he?\nShaking\nhis head again to clear it once more before his imagination could get away from\nhim, the phoenix turned his attention to the TV, hoping the news channel would\ndistract him...\nMeanwhile,\nin the bathroom, Obsidian had stripped herself of her police uniform and her\nunderclothes, including a sleeveless shirt she wore beneath the button-down\nshirt of her uniform, and set her belt of tools -her gun, pepper spray,\nhandcuffs and baton, in the corner of the bathroom closet, where she also hung\nher uniform. Now standing completely naked in the bathroom of one of her\nclosest friends, she walked over to the shower and turned on the water,\nadjusting the hot and cold knobs until she was satisfied with the temperature.\nBefore\nstepping into the shower, she caught herself in the mirror, and allowed herself\na moment to admire how fit she had become since joining the UFPD. So many\npeople stereotypically pictured cops as overweight, lazy people only working\nwhen necessary... well, Detective Benson played that stereotype like a harp,\nbut the rest of the officers on Gregorys' team were encouraged to keep in\nshape, attend regular target practice sessions, and eat a diet that Gregory\nhimself had designed.\nObsidian\nhad always been fairly fit before joining the police force, but in the time\nsince she had, her limbs had gained some definition, her amethyst coloured\nscales hadn't lost any of their gemstone luster, although she had some damage\nto them visible around her stomach, where she had been shot three times not so\nlong ago -thankfully she had been wearing armour that day; only one of the\nbullets had penetrated. Besides that, her figure was enough to make any man of\nany species gawk; she was surprised herself just how attractive she looked...\n\"I\nwonder if Volcan noticed...\" she wondered aloud, before shaking her head to\nclear it, and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water flow over her to\nwet her scales and hair.\nA\nbar of soap caught her eye, and she used it to clean herself of the sweat and\ngrime the busy day had brought her, leaving her scales with a clean surface and\na yogurt-y smell. She was slightly disappointed there was no shampoo for her to\nwash her hair and tail fur with, but considering that Volcan could not even use\nhis own shower without falling into a coma -or worse- because of his species,\nshe wasn't really sure why she expected any less. Hell, the fact Volcan even\nhad a bar of soap in the shower was unexpected, but he probably meant it for\nguests.\nSatisfied\nthat she was clean, Obsidian stood before the showerhead, letting the water\nrinse the suds from her body. She sighed blissfully as she felt the soap washed\nfrom her scales, trickling down her legs and tail, and as the warm water helped\nrelieve the sore muscles of her body, suddenly looking forward to that massage\nVolcan had promised her.\nBut\nthat was not all she thought about; as she imagined feeling Volcans' powerful\nhands working the knots and kinks out of her back, she began to feel hot,\nhotter than the shower should've been making her. She shut her eyes, picturing\nseeing the phoenix rubbing her back, with her head turned to look at him,\nmeeting the loving gaze of his sky-blue eyes and seeing his handsome, avionic\nface.\nCompletely\nunaware that she had begun to feel herself up as she fantasized about the\nphoenix, Obsidian snapped back into reality very suddenly. Shame on her,\nfantasizing about one of her best friends! Even though she and Volcan had been\ndiscussing... romantic topics earlier, she shouldn't be thinking such things.\nBesides, she doubted Volcan was attracted to her; she didn't know for certain,\nas she'd never read his mind in his presence out of respect -or caution, in the\ncase of the day they first met, during the Genocidal War so few years ago. But\nVolcan was couldn't possibly be so attracted to someone like her.\nShe\npulled her right hand away from herself; it had been stroking her breasts, and\nher left hand had been dangerously close to her crotch. Shaking her head once\nmore to clear it and flinging water against the walls of the shower, Obsidian\nturned off the water and stepped out, angrily grabbing a towel off of the wall\nto start drying herself off, still frustrated with herself for letting her mind\nconjure up dirty images.\nOnce\nshe was dry, she let out a sigh, using some breath control strategies to calm\nherself down. She'd lost control for a moment, but she was fine now; the\nthoughts were past, and now she just had to look forward to... the very thing\nshe had been fantasizing. Realizing this was going to be more difficult than\nshe thought, she considered perhaps kindly refusing Volcans' offer and just\ngoing straight to bed.\nAn\nache in her shoulder changed her mind. \"Damn it,\" she grumbled.\nThe\ndragoness redressed herself, pulling on her panties and undershirt first, but\nleft off her bra; it'd probably just get in Volcans' way when he rubbed her\nback. Finally she pulled her pants on, buttoning the back where it wrapped\naround her tail over top of where it met her lower back. Fully dressed, she\nstepped out of the bathroom, leaving her gear, uniform shirt and badge in the\ncloset where she could find them in the morning.\nAlthough\nshe briefly considered putting her gun somewhere that it would be hard to find,\nuntil she remembered, she wasn't even in her own house, and Volcan was no\nstranger to guns, having been shot by a few of them in his time, so she left it\nwhere it was, although closed the closet door to give herself some peace of\nmind.\n\"Okay,\nVolc; I'm done!\" She called.\n\"Alright;\nI'll see you in the guest room in a sec,\" he called. \"Just starting up the\ndishwasher.\"\nShe\nnodded, despite that he couldn't see her, and went to her immediate right,\nheading up the hall to the last door on the right, where she entered the guest\nroom. The place was very plainly decorated, with white walls, the same brown\ncarpet as the living room, an oak dresser and a double bed. With her body so\ntired, that bed looked like its own slice of heaven, and she eagerly climbed\nonto it and rested her head on the pillow.\n\"Why\ndoes my friends' guest bed have to be so much more comfortable than my own bed?\"\nShe wondered aloud, shutting her eyes and nearly drifting off to sleep until\nshe heard the light footsteps of the phoenix coming up the hall; she couldn't\nhear his talons clicking on the floor, due to the carpet, but the soft\nfootfalls still caught her keen ears. \nObsidian\nrolled onto her stomach and used a pillow to prop herself up as Volcan stepped\ninto the room; she smiled at him as he entered. \"Thanks for doing this Volcan,\"\nshe said gratefully, trying not to blush.\nHe\nchuckled. \"The pleasure's mine, 'Sid,\" he said as he cracked his knuckles.\n\"Now, ready for me to get those knots out of your back?\"\n\"Please,\"\nObsidian replied, and rested her head on the pillow, laying as flat as she\ncould as Volcan stood by her side.\nShe\nfelt his palms touch her back, and begin to rub through her shirt in small\ncircles, massaging the muscles through her scales, and feeling the warmth of\nhis body transferring into her. The phoenixes' body heat was no surprise to\nher, but feeling it flowing into her through his palms made her feel like putty\nin his hands, reshaping her as they worked their magic on her body.\nObsidian\nsighed blissfully as she felt aches and pains she didn't even know she had\nvanish from her back, her tail flicking contentedly while she lay there. Volcan\nwas careful to keep his claws from raking against her shirt, mostly using the\nheel of his palms for the massage, starting from her lower back up to her\nshoulder blades.\nBut\nthat's where the Phoenix paused briefly as he felt the lack of something below\nunder her shirt... she wasn't wearing her bra. His mind betrayed him at that\nmoment as he suddenly found himself picturing Obsidian shirtless, her scaly\nbreasts out for him to see in his minds' eyes, and that shapely figure of hers\nfeeding his gaze with beauty...\nHe\nforced the thoughts from his head and went back to his work before Obsidian\nnoticed his pause; if she had been reading his mind at that second, he had no\ndoubt she'd have stormed out of the apartment angrily and gone home, or to stay\nin a motel if the border gates were still locked.\nThankfully,\nVolcan managed to find something to distract him; Obsidian suddenly tensed as\nhe touched a spot below her shoulder, and pulled his hand back. \"Did that\nhurt?\" He asked, apologetically. \n\"A\nlittle,\" she returned. \"I guess you found a really tender spot there.\"\n\"Sorry,\"\nhe said; how very Canadian of him, apologizing for something that wasn't really\nhis fault.\n\"It's\nalright,\" she assured him. \"Let's just get that knot out, shall we?\"\nHe\nnodded in agreement, and put his hands back over where he touched her before\nshe'd tensed up. \"Here?\" He asked.\n\"Couple\ninches higher,\" she replied, and winced again when she felt pressure from his\nhands on that spot. \"Ah! There...\" She said, trying not to whimper.\n\"Alright,\nlet's see if I can get this out... let me know if it hurts, okay?\"\n\"I\nwill.\"\nVolcan\nfocused some more of his body temperature into his palms, letting his heat flow\ninto the dragoness and bathe that sore muscle in warmth, and gently went back\nto massaging it. Obsidian squirmed briefly and let out a slight whine at the\npain, but she never told him to stop, and after a few short rubs, the knot\nfinally released, and her pain was gone, elicited by a pleased sigh.\nThe\nphoenix went on to her shoulders, rubbing the tension and the soreness out of\nthem and followed suite to her neck, fumbling with that mane of hair that she\nhad but managing to successfully massage there as well.\nIt\nwas all too soon for the massage to end for Obsidian; she was greatly enjoying\nthe attention Volcan was giving her, but with all the pain in her back now\ngone, his work was finished... until he surprised her when she felt his hand on\nher foot. \"Mind turning onto your back?\" He called.\nShe\nlooked over her shoulder at him, seeing him kneeling down at the foot of the\nbed, one of his hands on her dragonic foot. \"A foot massage too?\" She asked,\ndoing as he asked and rolling onto her back.\n\"Hey,\nwhat's better than a full-body massage?\" He replied as he wrapped his fingers\naround her foot, and began to rub the underside with his thumbs.\nIt\nwasn't until then Obsidian realized just how sore her feet really were, and\nthough it tickled a little, the foot massage felt almost orgasmic to her,\nabsently curling her tail around one of the phoenixes' wrists. How long had it\nbeen, she wondered, since a man had given her a foot massage? Hell, how long\nhad it been since she he had foot massage at all? She couldn't recall the last\ntime she got one, and had become so used to the soreness of her feet that she\ndidn't notice it anymore.\nShe\nhummed in absolute ecstasy as she shut her eyes and leaned her head back,\nsavoring the feeling as Volcan worked her feet like a professional. \"That feels\namazing,\" she said, barely audible.\nVolcan\nsmiled at her, happy that he was making her feel so good. His hands worked over\nboth the tops and bottoms of her foot, until he was satisfied with his work and\nmoved onto the next one, spending a little longer on this foot as he watched\nthe dragoness thrive on the pleasure of his massaging.\nObsidian's\nbody felt hot as she took in the feeling of Volcans' hands on her feet, but it\ndidn't take long for her to realize that it wasn't because of the warmth\nemanating from the phoenix. On the contrary, it was her own, and she felt an\nitch coming from between her legs. She suppressed a gasp as it dawned on her\nthat she was becoming turned on by Volcans' attentions, already her mind\nfilling with images of what would happen if Volcan realized that he was\narousing her...\nWould\nhe indulge her, and help her relieve her need, or would he be insulted that she\nwas actually letting herself fantasize about one of her own friends -especially\none younger than herself! She started to sweat a little, and was afraid Volcan\nwould notice. She pulled her foot back from him, and forced a smile. \"That felt\ngreat Volcan; I really appreciate it,\" she said. \"I think I'm good now.\"\n\"You\nsure? I was going to massage your calves next,\" he said, standing up.\n'Oh gods no; I can't let him start massaging\nmy legs or he'll see I'm becoming aroused for sure!' She screamed in her\nhead. \"N-no, that's okay; my legs feel fine,\" she said.\nVolcan\nblinked at her, but then suddenly his gaze fell to her brow, and the pupils\ncontracting in his eyes alerted her that he was zeroing in on something on her\nhead. 'Oh crap, oh crap, he sees my\nsweat!' She thought, panicked. 'I had to get aroused by someone with eyes like a\ntelescope and microscope, didn't I?!'\n\"Obsidian,\nyou're sweating,\" he said, confirming her fears. \"Are you okay?\"\n\"I'm\nfine just... it's a little warm in here, after all,\" she lied.\nHe\nwasn't buying it. \"'Sid... is something wrong?\" The phoenix asked. \"You know\nyou don't need to hide anything from me.\"\n\"I...\nbut...\" She stammered, swallowing nervously, and clenching her eyes.\n\"Obsidian...\nwas I making you uncomfortable?\" Volcan asked. \"Was maybe that all a little\ntoo... intimate?\"\nObsidian\nlet out an exasperated sigh. \"No... nothing like that,\" she said. \n\"Then...\nwas it that talk we had earlier?\" He pressed further, but kept a respectful\ndistance from Obsidian.\n\"No,\nnot that either. It's...\" she hid her face in her hands. \"I'm a lousy\nfriend...\"\n\"What?\"\nVolcan asked, astonished. \"How are you a lousy friend?\"\n\"Because\nof my dirty mind,\" she replied, scornfully, although her scorn was directed at\nherself, not at Volcan. \"I've been having fantasies since I was in the shower\nbefore, and they've been coming to life since we started... this.\" She sighed,\nashamed of herself.\nVolcan\nblushed brightly, his gold feathers almost turning orange as it dawned on him\nwhat Obsidian was saying. \"You've...been fantasizing about me?\" He asked.\nShe\nnodded, and hid her face from him again, curling up her legs into a fetal\nposition. He eyed her with some sympathy, knowing she felt terrible for having\nsuch thoughts about one of her own friends. Of course, she didn't realize that\nVolcan had been having those same thoughts almost since she arrived at his\nhouse.\nHe\nreached over to her, putting a hand under her chin and elevating her gaze to\nmeet his. \"Read my mind,\" he bade her.\nShe\neyed him quizzically, her curiosity blocking out her shame for a moment. \"Huh?\nWhy?\"\n\"Trust\nme,\" he said.\nObsidian\nblinked at him a few times, not knowing why he actually wanted her to intrude\nupon his thoughts, but knew he wouldn't actually ask her to without a reason.\nShe reached up with a trembling hand, and placed it upon the side of his hand,\nfocusing her mental energy to link with his as both of them closed their eyes,\nand she was given access to his mind. The first thing she saw were recent\nmemories and thoughts the phoenix had, starting from when Obsidian had arrived,\nup to when Obsidian had gone for a shower...\nShe\nalmost lost her focus as she noticed, Volcan had actually been checking her out\nsince she arrived... he liked the look of her police uniform on her body, how\nit complimented her purple scales, and how he thought it made her look tough.\nShe dug a little deeper, up to when he had been massaging her, and how he'd\nrealized she wasn't wearing a bra; learning that had caused him to picture\nObsidian topless -she blushed as she saw herself half-naked in her friends'\nmind, and how his mental projections made her look so...\nBeautiful...\nWas\nthat really how he thought of her; how he saw her? The shame washed away from\nObsidian almost immediately; she could tell Volcan had been sharing those\nfeelings in the moments he'd been fantasizing about Obsidian himself. But it\nwas clear to both of them now; they weren't in love, but both of them found the\nother very pleasing to the eye, and of course, they knew they loved each other\nin another way; as the deepest of friends, as someone they could share their\nlife with, without really committing to it.\nTheir\neyes opened at the same time, and their gazes met.\n\"...I'm\nnot sure if this is awkward... or a relief,\" Obsidian remarked.\n\"That\nmakes two of us,\" replied Volcan. \"Guess we were both getting worried over\nnothing... given, such a thought was justified.\"\nObsidian\ngiggled nervously. \"Yet, it turns out, we were worried for nothing.\"\n\"I\nguess not...\"\nThey\nstared at each other for a long moment of silence, before Volcan spoke again.\n\"So... what should we do now? Just forget this happened and, say good night?\"\nObsidian\ndidn't want the phoenix to leave just yet, and her tail slowly slid around his\nlower back, tugging on him a little. \"No...\" she whispered. \"I... I want you\nhere, with me.\"\nVolcan\nblushed again, but didn't protest, and when Obsidian removed her tail from him\nand slid over, he joined her on the bed, walking around to the opposite side\nand climbing on with her, the two of them meeting in the middle and leaning\nagainst each other, pausing only momentarily as they had a last bout of\nhesitation...\nBut\nas their gazes met again, it was clear to both of them what they wanted...\nVolcan\nmade the first move, wrapping his left arm around her middle and pulling her\nclose to him, bathing her body in his fiery warmth. She leaned into him,\nnuzzling his chest a little with the side of her head as he felt his hand reach\naround to stroke her belly. She moaned in pleasure as his warm hand massaged\nher abdominal muscles, taking all of the tension from her torso faster than\nsound, and let her tongue hang out slightly as his hand moved up, rubbing its\nway up to her chest. She put her hand over his and pushed it towards herself,\npressing her breast into his palm.\nThe\nphoenix pulled his hand down though, much to her disappointment, but that\npassed immediately as she felt his hand slipping under her shirt, and sliding\nup her torso to cup her breast with his hand. She moaned again as the\nsensitive, scaled flesh of her tit was fondled by his hand, leaning her head\nback and closing her eyes to savor the sensation.\nShe\nfelt something wet against her neck, and something hard as bone running across\nher scales; though she couldn't see it, she knew it was Volcan, tasting her\nwith his tongue as that hand of his continued to stimulate her breast, his\nother hand wrapping around her middle to pull him closer. She wrapped her arms\naround to his back in order to balance herself, fully submitting to him.\nAfter\na moment or so, he leaned her onto her back, and crawled over her, lifting her\nshirt up over her head; she raised her arms so that her could remove the shirt,\nand cast it aside when it was free of her hands. And there, he saw what he had\nbeen picturing in his minds' eye before; that angelic figure of the eastern\ndragoness, and those perfectly shaped breasts of hers. The phoenix could not\nresist leaning down and running his tongue over her nipple, bringing a sharp\ngasp of pleasure from her, and he went back to fondling it again while he\ncontinued to lick it, occassionally rubbing her nipple with his thumb.\nObsidian\nlooked down at him, and watched lustily as she saw him crawling up her body,\nrunning his tongue one more time until his face was level to hers, letting\ntheir eyes meet again. And then... he kissed her; she didn't try to stop him,\nor try to push him back as his beaklips encompassed her surprisingly soft\nreptilian lips, forming a better seal than she had imagined a beak to be\ncapable of, but as they tasted each other her arms wrapped around his body,\npulling him against her and pinning herself underneath his weight, letting him\ngrind his hips against hers as she wrapped her legs around his body.\nAs\nthey kissed, her hands began to slid down his back, past his wings and down to\nthe velcro fastening below them that held his shirt on, which she pulled apart.\nHearing the velcro being undone, Volcan hesitantly broke the kiss and pulled\nhis shirt off, tossing it over to where he'd thrown Cid's before, and used this\ntime to undo his belt as well, sliding it free and dropping it to the floor.\nObsidian\nwatched as Volcan undid his pants, and took the time to do the same for herself\nas well, sliding them down to her ankles; Volcan got his down to his knees,\nbefore propping himself up on his hands and kicking them off the rest of the\nway, wearing only his boxer shorts now, while Obsidian had only her panties on.\nBoth pairs of pants were discarded over the foot of the bed, where they lay\nforgotten.\nThe\ntwo of them were almost completely naked now. Volcan began to kiss Obsidian\nagain, letting her feel his dense muscles, and those plush, silky-soft feathers\nof his. And his warmth, oh the warmth that radiated from his body; it was like\nshe was making out with a living furnace, and loving every minute of it!\nVolcan\nloved the feeling of her perfectly sculpted form against him, his hands rubbing\nher sides as he kissed her, finding her scales much smoother than he originally\nthought they would be; he knew her scales weren't rough, but to feel them so\nsmooth, like a gemstone after it was hand-cut by a master gem cutter, was a\npleasant surprise.\nFinally,\nthey stopped kissing, catching their breath for a moment as they gazed into\neach other's eyes again. \"You doin' alright there, 'Sid?\" Volcan asked.\n\"I'm\nloving every minute of this,\" she replied, and moved her face closer to his\nagain, touching her nose to the tip of his beak. \"Volcan,\" she said.\n\"Yes?\"\nHe asked.\n\"Would\nyou...\" She paused, and then leaned closer to him until she could whisper in\nhis ear. \"Sleep with me?\"\nWhen\nshe pulled back to look at his face again, she saw he was beaming, a wide smile\non his beaklips. \"I would love to,\" he replied.\nThey\nkissed again for a moment, tasting each other once more as Volcan reached down,\nsliding his hands past Obsidians' hips and fumbling with the rim of her\npanties. He pulled back from her and elevated her legs as he began to pull them\ndown, teasing her with intent on taking his time, until they slid over her\nfeet, and he dropped them over the side of the bed. However, he didn't undress\nhimself the rest of the way yet, and began to lower himself down to her crotch,\nhis eyes feeding on the beauty of her exposed form until his face was level\nwith her wet passage.\nObsidian\nwatched with a mix of interest and impatience as Volcan lowered himself down,\ncurious as to what he was doing, until she felt his tongue against her slit,\nand gasped sharply as he ran his tongue along her puffy lips, until he reached\nthe sensitive nub of flesh of her clit, and licked it, sending jolts of\npleasure through her body. Obsidian writhed against him, her knees squeezing\nhis shoulders, silently begging him to continue his work, her body feeling\nhotter than ever now.\nThen,\nhe did; the wedge of Volcans' beak pushed her labia apart, and she was rewarded\nwith even more pleasure as her sex was spread out wider than she knew it could,\nbut he didn't push too far, or he'd risk hurting her. Instead, his tongue entered\nher passage; she arched her back as she felt his bird tongue slip inside of\nher, writhing against her walls like a worm on a sidewalk, touching the\nsensitive nerves of her inner walls.\nShe\nwhimpered in pleasure as the phoenix tasted her insides, her legs squeezing his\nthick shoulders more as she felt his hands on her hips, pulling her towards him\nto force his tongue deeper into her. \"My god... Volcan you're good at this,\"\nshe breathed.\nHe\ncouldn't answer her of course, but to reward her for the compliment, he made\nhis tongue vibrate inside of her as he exhaled over her hot passage and savored\nthe taste of the dragoness, bringing a squeal of delight out of her as she felt\nhis tongue shiver as if it were suffering a chill, the toes of her feet curling\ninwards as her muscles shuddered with pleasure.\n\"Yes...\nkeep going,\" she pleaded; the phoenix complied graciously, eating her out for a\nlong moment until she began to feel her peak rapidly closing in, her body\ntensing as she tried to prolong it for as long as she could.\nIt\nwasn't easy though; Volcan, as if sensing her approaching climax, worked her\ndouble-time, wracking her body with pleasure as he drove his tongue even\nfurther -just how long was that thing? The wedge of his beak spread her wider,\nand he brought up one hand to her crotch, stroking her clitoris with his thumb.\n\nIt\nwas too much for Obsidian to handle; she suppressed a scream as she climaxed,\nbathing Volcans' face with her fluids and arching her back again. \"Oh my god!\"\nShe cried out as her body convulsed with her orgasm, her legs on Volcans'\nshoulders pulling him closer to her still as his beak became drenched in her\ncum. She sat panting as she basked in the afterglow of his attentions, her\nchest rising and falling with each breathe.\nWhen\nObsidian had relaxed enough for Volcan to pull back, she felt another shiver of\npleasure run over her body as he retracted his tongue and pulled his beak away\nfrom her sex, tilting his head back and licking some of the juices from his\nbeak, enjoying the sweet taste of her before he looked at her again. \"How was\nthat?\" He asked.\n\"Amazing,\"\nshe replied. \"Where did you... learn to do that?\"\nHe\nshrugged. \"Just came to me, really,\" he replied. \"Was the first time I actually\ntried doing it, to be honest.\"\n\"Well...\nIt was fantastic,\" she complimented him, and then grinned lustily as her tail\nsuddenly wrapped around his waist. \"But now it's your turn.\"\nBefore\nhe could say anything, she grabbed him by his shoulders and turned them both\nover; Volcan let her turn him onto his back, making sure neither of his wings\nwould be crushed by his weight as he was pinned down beneath her. He grinned\nback at her as she straddled him, pushing off his boxers to bring his erect,\nthrobbing birdhood into view, where she proceeded to rub her sex against it,\nletting the tip become coated in her juices as she kissed Volcan again, tasting\nher own juices still present on his beak.\nVolcan\nreturned the kiss, wrapping Obsidian in his arms and pulling her down against\nhim, pressing her breasts flat against his chest and feeling her every female\ncurve against his body as he kissed her. He pushed his tongue past her lips and\ninto her mouth, touching hers with it, and she responded in kind but brushing\nher own tongue against his; the two danced their tongues around one another's,\nand when they broke the kiss, a tail of saliva linking their tongues was left.\nObsidian\nraised herself up, her tail squeezing Volcans' waist tightly as she poised her\nlove tunnel over his rod, and slowly lowered herself onto it, feeling the\npointed tip spread her as she entered him, shivering with pleasure; he was\nbigger than she thought he'd be, but not as wide as some other men. However, he\nhad a lot of length going for him, and as she lowered herself down on him, she felt\nhis rod pushing deeper than she first expected, and gasped sharply as she\nhilted him, squeezing his hips with her knees.\nVolcan\nmoaned in ecstasy as he felt his cock taken deeper into her every second, and\nsquawked slightly as he felt her crotch meeting his. \"Ah...\" He groaned,\npushing his hips against hers and folding up his legs, somewhat.\nObsidian\nresponded to his need, and began to move her hips against him, using her legs\nto lift herself halfway off of his length, and the tail coiled around his middle\nto pull herself back down. She placed both hands on his stomach to steady\nherself, letting out moans of her own as she felt her sensitive inner muscles\nbeing stimulated by the intruding length in her pussy.\nShe\nrode him for several moments before she felt him move, and looked down at him\nto see him sitting up and pushing himself back to the headboard of the bed,\nbefore he wrapped one arm around her lower back and pulled her against him,\nkissing her again and holding her close to him as he bucked his hips against\nhers, trying to match her own rhythm when she began to thrust herself onto him\nagain.\nObsidian\nmoaned into the kiss as she tasted the phoenix again, wrapping both her arms\naround his neck, and shuddering in pleasure as he reached up which his other\nhand and began to massage her breast, more aggressively this time, clenching it\nwith his fingers and fondling it. She whined in ecstasy from the combined\nfeeling of his fondling and riding his cock further, her kiss becoming\npassionate as she pulled him into her with her arms.\nThrust\nafter thrust, the two were brought closer to a joint climax, feeling their\nhearts thundering in their chests and forced to break the kiss just to breath,\nmoan and grunt. Volcan pulled herself close to Volcan, laying her head on his\nshoulder to steady herself and raised her legs to wrap around his midsection,\nsqueezing him tightly as she closed her eyes and clenching her teeth as her\norgasm approached rapidly.\nVolcan\nput one hand on her rump, and another on her back, and thrust hard into her,\nusing the leverage of his lower hand to push her onto his length as she bucked\nher hips against him, both of them moaning and grunting louder and more heavily\nwith every passing moment. He felt the pressure building in his cock, but tried\nto hold on, wanting to share this climax with Obsidian, his hands squeezing her\nbody hard enough to almost dig his claws into her scales as he fought to\nprolong his final stretch.\nAnd\nthen, Obsidian came first, fighting hard to suppress the scream lingering in\nher throat, resulting instead into a long drawn out moan as her vaginal muscles\nclamped onto Volcan's cock like a vice, forming a tight enough seal that none\nof her fluids flowed out onto the bed. The tightness of her passage brought\nVolcan past his limit, and his load erupted into Obsidians' love tunnel,\nfilling her with his hot seed and making her whole body heat up.\nThey\nwere hugging each other so tightly throughout the afterglow, it was like their\nmuscles had frozen like it; aside from an occassional shiver and breath,\nneither one moved, until the afterglow faded, and a wave of exhaustion fell\nover both of them, their muscles losing their tension; Obsidians' passage was\nrelieved of their combined fluids, which flowed out and drenched both of their crotches\nin dragon and phoenix cum, along with the blanket of the bed they were sitting\non.\nVolcan\nlet out a long, drawn out 'Aahh' in bliss as he let his body relax, and gazed\nlovingly into Obsidians' eyes. \"That was... indescribable,\" he said. \n\"Oh\nVolcan,\" she said. \"I don't think... I've had a night like this... in years,\"\nshe said, before hugging him, pressing their naked bodies together again, her\ntail around his waist squeezing his middle. \"I don't want it to end yet...\" She\nwhispered.\nVolcan\nblanketed Obsidian with his wings, covering her in even more warmth and\ncovering both of their heads with his feathers, giving them a dark red cubby\njust for the two of them. He held her like she really were his truest love...\nmaybe she was, and they just didn't know yet, but one thing was for sure, there\nwas no one else he wanted to be closer to at that moment than her...\n\"It\ndoesn't have to yet,\" he replied as she began to pull back from him.\nShe\nsmiled at him, and the two kissed one more time, laying there propped up by the\npillows on the back of the bed, as they shared that kiss. Whatever the future\nheld for both of them, if this would only be a one-time thing or one day they\nwould have a moment like this again, neither one knew, but as they kissed, and\nslowly drifted off to sleep wrapped in one another, it didn't matter what they\nwould be in the future.\nBecause\nat that moment, they were already lovers...\n"}