Chapter 1, Part 2. Vacation
It always amazed Dusty, how a tongue nearly as big as his own cock, could just work in the swirling motions he was feeling. The very friction of how the tip of his canine cock, would hit softer inner maw padding. Rumbling growls sending waves of vibrations into his own hips, forcing him to hump. A sudden pop was felt, forcing the dingo's grip on Beleg's muzzle to loosen. Drawing slower breaths, the dingo's eye's glazed over. Fieriness intensified around his now aching cock. So deep was the sensation, the dingo's back involuntarily arched.
Beleg slipped Dusty's sheath over the knot, gaining full access. Sweetness warmed his tongue, a considerable treat the dragon gained from his attentiveness . Locking a maw verge around the dingo's knot. Beleg tugged, feeling Dusty squirm from the assault. Beleg's reward was more of the sweet taste of the dingo's precum.
Beleg's own mind now was swimming with physical feelings, that only a bond would allow. Dusty too could taste the very sweetness in his own maw, how it pushed the dragon to seek out more.
"Bel." Dusty whimpered out.
Dusty's words stopped with the feral growl, Beleg was lost in the the physical and mental that followed. Only thing Dusty could do was just sit in that paw, and let go.
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The hanger air grew heavy, echos of deep breathing and growls couldn't be heard on the security cameras. Whomever was watching was getting a show, one that if the camera was real, would have shot it's own load. The holo image left a ghost image on the muzzled face that watched. A wicked grin of sharp feline fangs exposed with a hiss.
Sitting in his security room, the dark feline panther's chair was rocking. His long tail laying there, flicking the floor. The holo images he was seeing, made his barbed cock twitch with each pass of his own paw. The torment of seeing a sexy dingo getting a blow job, that only one could dream off raced like a phantom in the panther's head.
His barbed cock twitched, balls drawing up, a muffled sound of a moan.
The holo image winked just but a second, as brain matter exploded onto observation control. A a dark feline paw dropped to the side of the chair, covered in cum. As it hung there, blood soon mixed with the cum, pooling up the floor. The last thoughts of the panther ending with a soundless flash.
In the doorway, it stood. mechanical arm still extended, reshaped from the unknown projectile weapon. In a fluid motion the arm lowered, while its very humanoid legs stepped forward to the holo terminal. The holo image glimmered over the canine shaped head, red optics calibrated in a vile manner, that only a lifeless machine can produce.
Objective completed. Step 3 engage. Danced into the visual range of the canine machine. Data extraction, uploading.
The lifeless machine placed a paw over a data port, as the inner cycled open with smaller optical like wires. Each moving like small worms of light before fully locking with the data port.
Password. The machine read.
Echo, Libra, Ion, Sol, Centre, Omega. Was processed into the data matrix stream, via the heuristic mind of the canine unit.
Data files appeared, then disappeared. A load bar opened up, issue file copy prompt. Copy completed. Flashed four second later.
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Beleg was now laying down on his back, cloaca exposed to the dingo. Dusty looked on, while the beast licked the remains of cum out of the corners of his own maw. Cock still hard, the dingo grinned at task before him. Beleg's own cock, nearly as long as Dusty's arm was bright red as blood still filled the veins. Each ridge so fully extended, Dusty knew it was only a matter of a few strokes and this dragon was out like a light.
Dusty sit down, his own hard cock now rubbing into the slick wet ridges of the beast. This part was something the dingo always loved watching. Rubbing against the wet edges of the cloaca, feeling it pull against his own member. Each time the dingo grinned into the cloaca it would wick. The at the very base of the dragon's member, the cloaca force a small grapefruit shaped ring to edge out.
Dusty ran his own tongue over his teeth, seeing the sight before him. Lefting a paw up to his muzzle, Dusty covered his own paw with salva. Swirling it around the tips of his thumb, the dingo rubbed it against the anal ring. Teasing the very edges, feeling the opening winking before he pushed his thumb in.
Beleg's muzzle cheeks flapped a times, joined in with his wings coiling. Dusty looked up to see Beleg looking at him, those draconic fully slitted as if waiting for prey. Grinning, Dusty pulled his thumb out, then winked at Beleg. Using his paw, the dingo held the tip of his own cock to the outer edge of the dragon's needing hole. Then with one push, the dingo's cock was swallowed in, even the knot.
The dragon's cock curled again, the tip touching a scaled belly, then flicked up leaving a flim of percum on a scaled belly. Dusty reached up and embraced Beleg's ridged cock, and stroking softly. Both paw thumbs kneading into the very tip of the member organ. The rest of the dingo's paw two paws couldn't even close over the thickness. Nonetheless, when Dusty down stroked over the ridges, Beleg's anal ring draw tight, grinned the inner muscled walls along Dusty's length.