In A Park
#1 of Blue
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In a park was a bench. It was a nice park. There was no litter on the ground, no one was hanging around on drugs trying to 'commune with nature.' No armed assailants waiting to attack. Likewise there were no annoying children running around and being overly loud, no joggers coming through blasting music far too loud from headphones that were made to handle the extreme volume levels despite warnings no one should actually use them on those volume levels. No distractions at all aside from the sound of birds and the monotonous muted hush of small-town life.
And the bench was rather nice as well. Kept very clean, smoothly painted, with no splinters or burrs sticking away from the wooden slats that made the seat and back. No chewing gum stuck all over it, no 'Sally + Ken' or other nonsensical things carved into it to detract from the experience of merely sitting on it.
In short, it was the perfect place for those who merely wanted to sit, and think, and Kodo did those things much more than he should have. His parents were constantly annoyed by his preference for merely sitting and contemplating things, wishing he was more outgoing and friendly, like his brother Strevan. Kodo liked his brother well enough, but he had been happy when he'd left for college. He'd hoped his parents would settle down and cease always comparing him to his older brother, that he'd have a break from the constant browbeating.
It hadn't worked that way; In fact with his brother gone, they'd begun to work even harder on him, giving him a need to find somewhere else to spend his time. He'd found this area of a local park and had made it his home away from home. Whenever it was not raining, and sometimes when it was, he would find himself drawn to his bench, in this park, where he would arrange himself comfortably, allow his head to fall back, and stare nearly unblinking up at the sky until such time as he was expected to return home.
He loved the quiet and the solitude. And much like ancient monks he had read about who would contemplate running streams, trying to fathom how the water could always appear to be the same and yet always be different, he felt something nearly spiritual in contemplating the sky for hours on end. No matter where he looked, the deep blue always seemed to be exactly the same, and yet he knew it was always shifting, always changing in new and interesting ways. Clouds merely added something else to contemplate, to try and understand. Clouds, even the gray and black clouds of thunderstorms, were beautiful things to behold. If you were careful and watched very carefully, you could see the lines shifting and changing as the wind blew them across the sky.
He loved this spot, and he loved what he did in it. His parents didn't understand and thought he was being withdrawn and reclusive, when in reality he was being as far from those things as he could possibly be. Had he attempted to tell them this, they would probably consider him to be in need of therapy and medication, but the truth was looking up at the endless sky gave him a sense of freedom, of being a part of the world. Things he never felt when forced to remember his physical location, when closed up in buildings or walking on the ground.
He would have given anything for unassisted flight, but the wings of his kind were on the brink of being declared vestigial by the scientific community. Upon becoming bipedal they had lost the ability of flight when muscles had been forced to change, to alter position and anchor points. They lacked the necessary flight muscles; The most that dragons could do with their wings was create gusts of wind on par with box fans on high settings. In fact it was becoming a fad among the noticeably small population of his kind to have their wings removed. The logic was that they were large and gangly things that got in the way, and since they served no purpose anyway they could be safely removed. A good plastic surgeon could even leave a scar so small that scales would eventually grow in to overlap it, leaving a smooth natural appearance.
And it made them look like large-scaled lizards, Kodo thought. He liked his wings and couldn't understand why others would want to be rid of them.
But this line of thought was distracting him, he decided, and he again emptied his mind. Strevan had repeatedly called what his brother did meditation, and Kodo had eventually agreed. The position he assumed on his bench didn't resemble any stereotypical meditation positions, though. He often sat in the middle of the bench, with his legs spread lightly and his arms flung out over the back of the bench, his tail pushed though the space between the slats to rest on the grass. With his head lolled loosely back, he looked more like he was sleeping. His clothes didn't enforce the concept of meditation much, either. He preferred light materials and light colors. The colors almost violently offset his dark scale colors, a vibrantly red chest coloration fading to a lusterless black. He'd gotten his scale coloration from his mother, who had the same coloration he did nearly scale for scale. His brother Strevan was likewise similar, scale for scale, with their father.
Today he wore a silk Hawaiian-print white and blue shirt, short sleeved and, at the moment, worn unbuttoned, his heavily scaled chest exposed to the breeze. Just the way he liked things. His pants were of a thin material as well, almost sheer. In short, he felt like everything was absolutely perfect. The wind was blowing wispy cirrus clouds through his field of vision and he smiled a bit, his lips pulling back and exposing his sharp teeth. A breeze blew over him and for a moment he closed his eyes and sighed happily. He loved these moments. Absolutely loved them.
It was to his surprise that he came round from his inward musings and outward enjoyment and felt something small and soft pressing against his side. He took his eyes from the sky and blinked at seeing someone there. "Ellen, what are you doing here? School doesn't let out for -" He checked his wristwatch. "Two hours."
"Hello to you too, handsome," the cat purred, nuzzling up at the underside of his muzzle. "School let out early today. Went to your house first but you weren't there, so I came here."
His relationship with Ellen continued to confuse him. She came and went as she pleased, often not showing herself around him for a week or more and then showing up and acting as if she'd been there every day. He'd long ago learned to deal with it. He actually liked things the way they were; He did like Ellen, but he didn't like anyone being around him all the time. She seemed able to sense when he felt like being approached and felt like being left alone with his thoughts. They were the same age, eighteen, but she had been held back a year in elementary school, putting her a grade behind him. He'd graduated earlier in the year, but she wasn't able to until next year.
He gently rubbed his cheek to hers and she purred, sliding out her tongue to lick him lightly in return. She was attractive enough to him; She was short, when she stood next to him the difference in height was almost comical, and when standing he had to stoop to show any kind of affection. Her fur was calico, white and black and orange spotted seemingly at random. She wasn't made of toothpicks either, like so many seemed to think was the norm of beauty. This was not to say she was fat, or even a little overweight. She was merely healthy, huggably soft unlike those who seemed to think being all harsh angles and jutting bones was the height of sexuality. His favorite thing about her though was her eyes. He loved her eyes, a beautiful blue that nearly matched that of a clear sky. Looking into them gave him nearly the same feeling that staring up into the sky did. "Yeah, I try to avoid home. Lot more comfy here." He turned his torso and hugged her lightly. "I love that color on you." It was an old joke; She was still in the school uniform, a knee length blue pleated skirt and a blue blouse.
"I know you do. Why do you think I didn't change?" she asked slyly. "I know my draggie likes this color," she continued, purring as she put her paw on his uncovered chest, running her claws over his bright red scales. He shivered lightly and let his head fall back again, staring at the sky as the purring cat beside him scratched teasingly at his heavily protected chest and stomach.
"Mmm... Careful, El. Might provoke a reaction unsuitable for public areas," Kodo said contentedly as her paw and claws sunk closer and closer to his belt line.
"I say what's suitable and unsuitable. You like this spot because nobody ever shows up here, right?" she replied, her paw drifting off his exposed abdomen over the front of his pants proper, rubbing him forcefully through the fabric. "And even if they do show up, what are they gonna do, call the cops? '911, help, please, there's a hot cat and a sexy dragon having sex in the park! Bring an ambulance!'" She giggled and slid off the bench. "Come on, scale boy, spread 'em." She crouched on the ground between his legs and put her paws on his thighs, spreading them wider.
"El, there's a little thing called bad luck. I'm sure you've heard of it." Despite his words, he let her spread his legs and didn't try to stop her as she used her deft digits to unbuckle his belt and then undo the button on his pants. "Ellen, I'm serious-"
"So am I dear, so shut up and enjoy it. If anybody sees us they can enjoy the show or something." Ellen's digits found the zipper on his pants and slowly slid it down, then tugged down a bit, exposing his genital slit. He'd yet to harden because this was so sudden, and without skipping a beat she leaned forward and nuzzled around his groin. She knew exactly how to coax him out - The warmth and tickling sensation from her fur eventually teased his shaft into easing its way into view. Ellen purred loudly at seeing the thin pink tip slide past his scales into the air and she gently rubbed the side of her muzzle against it, letting the fur tease him out further.
Kodo shivered at the sensation, letting one taloned paw scratch around Ellen's ears before sliding to her shoulder. As the calico's short fur tickled over his cock tip he began to make a sound akin to Ellen's purr, but deeper, almost a growl. "Hrrm... You know me too well, kitty." His member was halfway free now, and its resemblance to the shaft of some marine mammals was uncanny. It gently curved in an S shape, fairly thin even at the thicker base, narrowing to a clear point at the tip. It was light pink in color and even when he became fully hardened it would darken only a little.
Ellen's purrs increased as more of her boyfriend's shaft slid free of his slit. With a grin she gave several licks to the very tip with her rough feline tongue, making Kodo twitch and moan. "I know how much my draggie likes my lips and tongue, too. Especially when both are applied to his cock..." With a giggle she stepped up her ministrations, and in her haste to see what she considered the most beautiful penis she'd ever seen, she moved her muzzle lower, lapping along his curving pole until she reached his slit. With a mischievous glance upwards, she pushed her tongue inwards, sliding the soft but rough muscle over portions of his cock that had yet to expose themselves to the air. Kodo drew in a gasping breath and she felt his shaft twitch against her cheek fur. She grinned a satisfied little grin to herself as she reached up with a paw and wrapped it around his now mostly-exposed prick and began to stroke him.
The dragon was in heaven and Ellen hadn't even gotten started. He had a lot of kinks - Nearly as many as his brother - and when she'd said that she knew he liked her lips and tongue, she hadn't been exaggerating. In many ways he enjoyed what she was doing to him now more than actual sex. He shivered and gasped her name as she wrapped her softly-padded paw around him. She was pressing buttons that he doubted she knew existed with that action, and his entire member was soon outside his genital slit and rock hard.
"Mmm..." Ellen purred, pulling back long enough to look him over. She considered Kodo's cock to be a thing of beauty, and she took as much pleasure in drawing it out and making it visible as she often did in having it inside her. She continued to absently stroke her paw up and down him as she looked, and then she glanced up at the red and black dragon that she held, literally, in the pads of her paw and smirked. "That didn't take as long as it usually does. I must be doing something right." She playfully pouted up at him and undid the first few buttons of her blouse, exposing her cleavage. "Or maybe you just like the setting?" She leaned forward and lapped at his tip again, sliding her tongue around his heated flesh and making him give that deep, gravelly purr she loved to hear. "Or maybe..." she continued, unbuttoning her blouse completely and exposing her breasts, cradled in a lacy black see-through bra, "You're just horny today?" She arched her back, jutting her tits forward and making them strain at the seemingly flimsy material of her bra, giving Kodo as much of an eye full as she could without taking it off.
Licking his lips as he looked down at Ellen, Kodo nearly looked like he planned to make a meal of her, so predatory was his gaze. "Or maybe it's just you, kitty." Damn, he thought to himself, trying to keep himself in check. He wanted to pounce her down, rip her panties off, and have his way with her, as roughly as possible, right there on the grass any onlookers be damned. But he held himself back, knowing that Ellen enjoyed teasing and torturing him like this. He gasped and arched his hips as he felt her teeth graze his shaft, and he heard her giggle as she continued to pass her tongue over him again and again, moving from base to tip and back. She was as predatory about sex as he was, and enjoyed clawing and biting. He was convinced it was his thick scales, and their potential for withstanding such abuse, that drew her to him at first. He looked down at her and watched her as she drew away from him again. He noticed that somehow she'd slid her bra straps off her shoulders and slid the covering down, letting her breasts free of their restraints.
It had been carefully calculated on her part. His own species lacked breasts, and he was infinitely fascinated by the mammalian sexual characteristic. Infinitely fascinated, and infinitely turned on by them. Seeing Ellen's own generous tits bouncing lightly as she scooted forward again made him tilt his head back and moan, and Ellen took that moment to grab his shaft and slide her muzzle over it. When her lips closed over his tip and she began to suckle on him, his moan became semi-permanent. The soft pressure, coupled with the steamy warmth of her muzzle, felt better to him than her pussy ever had. And when she'd found his weakness, she'd exploited it at every opportunity.
It wasn't so much that she liked getting him off in public, it was that she merely wanted him when she wanted him, and the considerations of others that may be around them meant nothing. She'd done this for him in more places than most people could have conceived of. In school in their English class, she'd once 'missed a day' hiding under his desk, sucking on him until he was sore and had to beg her to stop in hurried whispers, trying not to draw the teacher's attention. In a subway car, in numerous restaurants, too many small dark alleys and closets to count. She knew his weakness and knew he'd never say no.
Kodo curled forward at the feel of her digits on his shaft. She had only half of him in her muzzle, her lips and tongue working overtime trying to pull an orgasm from him. She'd curled digits around the other half of his rod, jerking him off as she sucked. She wanted to taste him, and she wanted to taste him now. Kodo took a perverse delight in frustrating her wishes by refusing to come.
Ellen stared up at him, anger crossing her face for a moment before her face lit up and she slowly drew her muzzle from his cock, sucking as she pulled back. Kodo arched his hips forward, trying to keep himself between her lips as long as he could, but eventually she sat back and licked her lips. "Trying to stop me, huh?" she cooed, using the most sultry and seductive voice she could managed. "My draggie should know better. Now I'll just have to try even harder. And I know exactly how..."
Kodo's breath quickened and his eyes widened as he saw Ellen rise up between his legs, standing on her knees to bring her torso even with his waist. "El," the dragon breathed, reverently. Ellen pressed closer and brought his erect shaft between her breasts. She looked at him and smirked, then pressed her breasts together, trapping his phallus between them in a soft, velvety vice.
"I told you, dear." She lowered herself, leaving the tip of his cock jutting from her cleavage. "Don't ever try to deny me." Her tongue gracefully extended from between her lips and she resumed lapping the rough surface over his pointed tip, and she kept licking even as she humped her tits up and down the base of him.
Kodo was nearly comatose now, moaning loudly and without thought of what he was doing. His head fell back and he looked upwards at the sky again, staring into the deep blue as his muzzle lolled open, his thin tongue lolling from the side of it as he neared his peak. The soft flesh of Ellen's breasts was made even softer by the velvety white fur that covered them, and they slid warmly up and down the lower half of his shaft. The fur over them tickled teasingly at him, and the more Ellen pumped them over his sensitive flesh, the harder he had to try not to come right then. But her pacing was all wrong, she was going too slow when he needed her to go faster, and going too fast when he wanted her to slow down. She was very nearly psychic when it came to his sexual needs, so Kodo knew she was doing it on purpose. She was trying to tease him but not let him come as payback for not coming earlier when she wanted him to.
He could fix that. He finally did almost exactly what he'd wanted to earlier, sliding off the bench and pouncing her down to the grass, straddling her chest and leaving his erection to lay between her tits. He roughly grabbed her breasts himself, pushing them together and giving himself a tight, fur-smooth tunnel to thrust into. He gave a feral growl as he pumped his hips, working himself forward and back. His lips peeled back over his sharp teeth in a near grimace as he heard Ellen moaning beneath him - She loved it rough. And as he rocked his hips, pushing his now dripping shaft between her breasts, he was definitely getting rough. With a grunt he let his talons prick at her skin where he gripped her tits, losing control of himself and beginning to grasp harder, so that small whines of pain were mixed in with Ellen's pleasured sounds beneath him.
He wasn't sure whether it was a point in his favor or against him that he was turned on even more by that.
He's been in charge long enough, Ellen thought to herself. She didn't normally let him get this aggressive, she liked being the aggressor. With a giggle she craned her head lower and began to drag her tongue over her cleavage, and the tip of Kodo's cock whenever he pressed forward. The fur between her tits was slick with the dragon's precum and she began to purr as loudly as she could as the taste danced across her taste buds.
The purring was the last straw for Kodo. It was causing Ellen's entire chest to vibrate under and around him, and feeling her tongue rasping over the tip of his shaft hadn't helped things. Kodo's growl grew in volume until it turned into as quiet a roar as he could manage, his head thrown back and mouth open to the sky. His hips pressed forward against his iron grip on Ellen's soft breasts, his tip jutting from her cleavage, Not one to miss an opportunity, Ellen lowered her head even further and through a combination of lip and tongue, enclosed the tip of Kodo's twitching maleness in her muzzle and began to suck, hard.
Kodo was no longer able to keep his roar quiet. It grew in volume as the first jet of his seed left his shaft. He maintained a higher body temperature than most mammals, and as a result the cum currently pouring into the calico's mouth as she sucked on him was very warm, bordering on hot. She gladly swallowed it with a moan, feeling the salty-bitter-sweet liquid slide down her throat. Most females didn't like the taste, she'd heard, and of those left, most only tolerated it. But she herself loved it, couldn't get enough of it, and the vacuum created by her mouth around her boyfriend's shaft didn't lessen in the least as another spurt brought even more of the dragon's seed into her mouth.
She was swallowing so hard and fast that Kodo could almost hear it, and he definitely felt it as her tongue left his tip to roll the liquid around her mouth before she swallowed. His roar was just beginning to die off, the echo still rolling back to their ears, when he grinned his own mischievous grin and promptly pulled back, away from her mouth. She gave a muted 'mrowl' in protest at losing the feel of his cock spasming between her lips. A few seconds later she gave a quieter, tamer, and more contented mrowl when she realized that the last few jets of his thick male essence had splattered hotly over her face. It made a total mess of her fur, but she didn't care. It felt wonderful, and would until it began to cool. And if she knew her draggie like she hoped she did, she wouldn't have to deal with it cooling on her at all...
For Kodo at least, it had been a mind-blowing orgasm. After his cock had stopped pumping cum, he'd flopped down on the grass beside Ellen, waiting for his erection to dissipate enough to facilitate pulling his pants up and buttoning them again. His breath was coming in quick pants, and he rolled over to see Ellen with a smile stretching her lips over her own sharp teeth.
"Damn, kitten. If I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to kill me through sex," Kodo mumbled. He watched, transfixed, as she lowered her head, feline flexibility serving her very well once again as she licked the fur between her breasts clean of his sticky pre. Other less flexible species wouldn't have been able to clean the entire area, or put on the small show that she did for the dragon stretched out next to her, 'cleaning' parts of her chest that didn't really need it.
"Not kill you, just leave you comatose. If I kill you, I lose that beautiful prick of yours. Comatose, I can hide you at my place and have a living fuck toy..."
"I'm already that, no need for the comatose part." Kodo chuckled and brought a paw up, tilting Ellen's head upwards so he could press his muzzle to hers. He could still taste a hint of himself on her lips. He rubbed his cheek to hers and ran a paw up the front of her body, and was disappointed to find that during the kiss, she'd managed to get her bra back on and was in the process of buttoning her blouse again with one paw, the other snaking to the back of his neck to hold him to her.
"You made a mess of my face, Kodo," she whispered to him, getting her last button in place. "And I don't have anything to clean my face off with."
Kodo smiled and began the process of grooming the fur of her face himself. His tongue wasn't rough like hers, but he could make a decent job of it. Ellen began to purr happily. Her other paw, freed from trying to dress herself, slid around Kodo's back, scratching and clawing lightly at his wing bases. Kodo's thin reptilian tongue wasn't as large as hers, or made for grooming fur, but she enjoyed this particular activity too and he'd learned soon enough after they began to have sex how to groom fur. Especially how to groom liquids like cum out of fur.
"El, I found out earlier my parents are going to be out of town for about a week," the red and black dragon managed to get out between bouts of running his tongue over her warm fur. "We'd have the place to ourselves..."
"Mmm. That an invitation, Kodo?" the calico purred, letting him finish his grooming before she pressed her body against his as they lay on their sides in the grass.
"'Course it is, kitten." Kodo's tail slunk around behind her back and curled around Ellen's as he gave the tip of her nose a lick. "Leaving in three days, they'll be gone seven. Gives us all the playtime in the world."
Ellen's nose twitched at the lick, her whiskers flicking along with the movement. "There's never enough time for the things I plan to do to you." Kodo twitched himself when he felt Ellen's warm paws fastening his pants. "But that'll have to wait until the setting is more... Appropriate."
A jogger chose that moment to run by, headphones blasting music much too loudly for common sense from headphones that were made to handle the extreme volume but that had several tiny, unreadable warnings on them never to turn them up so loudly. He looked at the couple cuddling on the grass and smiled, thinking about how wonderful young love was, totally unaware of the show he would have received had he jogged by just a few short minutes ago.
And Kodo remained blissfully unaware of the jogger's presence, and in the afterglow he wasn't sure whether he was staring into the sky or Ellen's eyes, but he didn't want to stop either way.
A/N: This series should get fun. Getting to write kinks and such that I have myself makes things easier too, even if the sex is still my usual crap attempt. That, and I like these two. They're why I say things should get fun, because for once I have very clear ideas instead of a general direction. X3
Oh, and note that the language here will get stilted occasionally, with words occasionally left out. That's not a mistake, it's just how these people talk. They have different... Speech forms? Speech methods? Anyway, the spoken language is different between here and there. It's not a grammatical error! I swear!