In a Croc's Head
The water was murky and still. A few fish swam past yet the scaled form of a nine foot long crocodile remained motionless. Tyransarun started to move slowly through the darkened lake. Jaws opened just under two inches. 'Where are they? I'm not going to....' Ty's thoughts were interrupted from feeling a splash along the surface. He churred having a good idea what caused the disturbance. Powerful tail started to swish left and right. His body moved at a speed that wouldn't disturb to much grim along bottom of the lake.
A few seconds of ascending and Ty's ridges along back and tail broke the virtually still surface. His eyes and nostrils reached air. Eyes had instantly spied the cause of the ripples. A zebrataur rump rested upon the ground. The black fur with dark green stripes stood out in the bright sunlight. That taur was larger then he was, but that had never stopped Ty any other times.
Tyransarun swam stealthy to the shore with eyes watching the twitching ears. Tail propelled him through the lake unseen by the zebra. Droplets plopped on the surface while he starting to climb from the watery depth only to freeze. Eyes had noticed his prey shift hind legs to get into a more comfortable position as they waited longer. A toothy grimace appeared on his snout at being still unnoticed. The stalking continued all the way up behind the taur. A low hiss came from back of his throat as the equine head turned to peer back at him. He pushed feet off the ground the same time green eyes widened in surprise on the furred face. His underbelly scales landed upon the taur's hide. Arms wrapped around the torso with scaled hands pressing to breasts. The zebra's muzzle had opened about to speak, but a moan sprang forth in place. He grinned wider having finally accomplished such an achievement of catching this female zebrataur off guard.
"I was just about to leave." She said in a sweet voice that seemed to flow like water. Ty just churred as he continued to rub the perky mounds of flesh. He didn't reply, yet instead jaws nipped at the back of her neck. She closed her eyes while fighting from moaning by biting her lips. Ty slipped off her back to his left leaving the fur wet. A scaled hand moved from a breast to rub over underbelly. She looked toward him while rubbing a hand over scaled chest. Muzzle opened to speak, and another moan escaped without warning from her throat. The reason behind that moan was from two fingers being slipped between soft folds. His grin remained attached to his snout. Ty's fingers slid easily deeper within the warm, moist embrace.
Tyransarun gently shifted the taur on her back with digits fully implanted. He started to piston his fingers within her sex. Snout was lowered with teeth tugged at a fold. She nickered and moaned loudly to break the near silence. He felt a hand rub the slit which lead to his cocks hiding spots. A low hiss sent warm air over the pussy lips causing the taur to shiver. Ty slipped his tongue deep past the folds after the digits were pulled free. Jaw opened and closed pressed up against the tender lips so teeth caressed them with even simple motions.
Zebrataur moaned and started to pant with pleasure. Her fingers slipped through Ty's slit to coax the cocks free. "Lockjaw!" She seemed to yell out loud when her orgasm hit sending her juices flowing all over his snout. Ty greedily swallowed as much as could which didn't cover fur or scales. He churred having fully enjoyed the snack. A growl sprang from him as she pushed whole hand into him and squeezed both cocks at same moment. She slowly pulled hand free with cocks hitting the air. This sent shivers down up and down Ty's back. Her muzzle slowly moved down toward his cocks when all froze. The taur's tongue mere inches from encasing a cock.
"Ty... Ty!.. Lock!.. Fine. Hey Gator!" Those words were heard while Tyransarun's eyes slowly flickered open. He moved a hand quickly to block light from shining in his eyes. "About time you woke!" The voice was familiar to him. His vision slowly unblured while the scent of chlorinated water assaulted his nostrils. Ty instantly knew he was at the pool which frequently visited. He felt weight land upon his back which caused his head to turn enough to spot the source. The one spotted sitting on him was a dragoon of fire whom he knew as Eurasia. That was who the voice had belonged to. Laughter was heard coming from atop him and off to the side. Head turned to peer in indicated direction to spot a grey fox. Greyson was holding stomach and barely staying in the lounge chair. Ty opened his jaws to speak when a plushie slipped from his teeth. That plush filled object was exact replica of the zebrataur but void of features which indicated gender. "Have a good dream? You were making an awful lot of noise." He just stared at the plushie with a sigh. The sound of laughter and chuckling pushing the dream from his mind.