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"O-Oh god, no no no, not again, please..."

Felekar bit his tongue hard and clenched his eyes shut, trying to keep from moaning and humping the table he was sat at. This was starting to get ridiculous... Three times in one week?! This stuff was going to get him arrested for public indecency! The fox tried to fight down the rising pleasure in his loins, to keep himself from making a pariah of himself... But the pleasure was getting to be too much.

Felekar groaned and quickly brought a paw up to clamp his muzzle shut, blushing. He was happy there was enough space for him to tightly cross his legs at the table, especially when he felt his shaft strain against the rubber cage around it, leaking pre like a broken faucet. His breath hitched when another sudden, sharp stab of pleasure made itself known inside his prostate, followed by more intense tingles and tickling, his hips jerking a bit, making his chair scrape loudly against the floor.

If people hadn't noticed before, they definitely, they had now, though it was thankfully only those closest to him that were giving the fox dirty looks... And a few sultry? Felekar just blushed a bit brighter and hid behind his laptop, clenching his eyes tight again and trying to think of anything but sex. How good it would feel to plunge into someone, to feel a tongue wrapped around his-- Nnnnnng!

Felekar hastily snapped his laptop closed and awkwardly rushed out of the cafe, hurriedly moving towards his car. Another intense wave of pleasure shot through his loins and he stumbled, thrusting needily at the air for a few moments before he could regain his composure. He nearly ran once he found the balance to move forward again, fumbling with his keys to get inside and drive around the corner.

He made it just inside the solitude of the alley when it happened again, making Felekar moan loudly and desperately hump his steering wheel. The pressure against the cock cage-- No, the 'Specially designed gel retainer.' Same damn thing, as far as he was concerned. It kept his cock trapped in his sheath, surrounded by all that tingly goo... Which apparently also induced near-orgasmic pulses of overwhelming pleasure as well!

"D-Damn it... Why is it always in public?!" Felekar cried, reaching down to rub at his overfilled orbs through his jeans. The onset of these strange feelings had always been this sudden and intense, too. No build up, no warning... Just nearly creaming his sheath one day while grocery shopping, right in the middle of the store. His shaft strained a little harder against the ungiving plastic at the memory.

His problems were only compounded by the fact that... he... may or may not... Be loving every second of his frustration. Being horny and unable to do anything about it just made him hornier, and with the information pamphlet that had come with this libido-boosting goo stating that he had to avoid any sort of sexual stimulation for one full month for the full effect, he'd left the plastic cage on almost constantly. It was like one of his fantasies come true...

Well, except for the part where he was nearly arrested for public indecency. That hadn't been fun.

And the fact this wasn't a fantasy, as he was soon reminded. He moaned and humped his steering wheel a little harder, and all the noise he was making was starting to cause his passenger to stir. Felekar was oblivious to this fact until his pet let out an annoyed rumble and gave an unamused nip to the fox's tail.

Felekar yelped and looked back, groaning at his pygmy dragon. The blue, teal-bellied, white-speckled mutt definitely wasn't happy that his post-walk nap had been interrupted, but after a moment he seemed to calm down. Which was odd. Felekar had never seen a grumpier dragon when woken from a nap, but then again, his beloved pet had been acting just as strange as his owner lately.

His normally grumpy-but-lovable pygmy had been much more the latter, snuggling with the fox, snuffling at him, and getting rather 'excited' when these episodes happened. Felekar was always too overwhelmed to notice when he was in the middle of a bout of soul-shredding need and arousal, but once things started to calm down he was always pleasantly surprised that Percy wanted to snuggle and share some affection. Though, it wasn't always 'innocent' affection, as had recently been that case.

Another wave of intense pleasure shot through the fox's loins and destroyed his thoughts, making him cry out, and his pet take a deep breath of the pheromones his owner was producing, tail starting to wag rapidly behind him. Felekar had noticed he'd been a little smelly lately, though he could never quite place what exactly it was. No one had actively said anything to him about it yet, but he had been getting some rather odd looks. Once the wave started to ebb, Felekar twitched his tail away from Percy, the only one that had taken any real notice in the change of smell, only to yelp when the tiny dragon pounced it and clung tight!

Each deep breath of that wonderful scent wreaked blissful havoc on the feral's instincts. The instinct to breed, to find something to mate with, to release his seed. The little dragon was already starting to fidget and thrust lightly into the air, letting out a dominant growl, trying to scramble closer to his master.

Unfortunately, it wasn't to be. Felekar gasped and bucked against the wheel again, throwing his paws back to claw at the head rest. His elbow nailed Percy right on his sensitive nose, making the tiny dragon yowl and recoil. Felekar sputtered out an apology and clenched his eyes tight, sucking in deep, ragged breaths in preparation for the next burst of stimulation.

Another gasp, followed very shortly after by a sigh of relief. The pleasure was starting to fade, and with it, the timing between jolts of pleasure arching up his spine began to grow. Within a few short minutes, Felekar was simply leaning tiredly against his steering wheel and panting, wiping away all the pre that had leaked out of his cage. He'd probably have gone mad if he didn't enjoy the intense tease.

"Alright, Alright, Percy..." Felekar panted to his pet, giving the little dragon a few pets on the head. "I'm done, you can go back to sleep. We're headed home, bud."

Percy grumbled, clearly not happy about the whap to the nose he'd recieved. But, at least the mutt could resume his much-needed nap, and at the very least those pheromones were still lingering in the confined environment of the car, even if the pain had put off his need to mate a bit. With a few more grumbles and growls, the dragon got as comfortable as he could in the back seat of the car, iddly grinding his erect shaft against the soft pleather seating until he managed to fade back into unconsciousness. Felekar was completely unaware, just trying to regain his focus and get ready for morning rush-hour traffic.

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Things had been pretty quiet after the two finally got home. Felekar went about the usual routine of getting Percy fed before the little dragon passed back out again, then working on personal projects. Days off were few and far between, and he really needed to make sure to capitalize on them!

Doing so would be much easier if he didn't have the pleasure and need randomly sneaking up on him. Over the past couple days, smaller instances of the crippling need and stimulation had occsaionally plagued him. Much less and tense, but no less annoying or crippling... And no less strange for Percy. It didn't seem to matter where he was, the pygmy dragon would nearly come running once he heard his master starting to moan. It was hard to deal with a dragon trying to be 'affectionate' and overwhelming sexual urges at the same time. At least it wasn't a repeat of the incident on friday... Felekar shuddered at the thought.

He and Percy had been going for a walk through the park when one of the stronger 'incidents' happened, literally flooring the poor fox, and making Percy more than a little excited. The need nearly had Felekar suckling on his pet out in the open, nearly had him stripping to be mounted by the surprisingly well-hung pygmy. But it had thankfully faded before he could fall to such base and socially unacceptable levels. The thought that he'd almost willingly done so many things with a pet, and in public... It made him shudder again, pushing Percy outside his bedroom and closing the door. The little dragon whined and clawed, wanting more of those delicious pheromones, but Felekar just yawned and flopped onto his bed. These damn pangs had been waking him up more and more frequently lately. A nap might do his mental state some good...

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"Oooh, why now... OOOH!" Felekar moaned. The fox arched his back and kicked his legs a bit, toes curling from both the warm, wet feeling enveloping his overfilled orbs and the overwhelming pulses of pure pleasure shooting through his loins from that damnable ooze. Once his gaze managed to refocus, Felekar looked down to see none other than Percy between his legs, the pygmy dragon growling and suckling happily on his master's balls. How had he gotten in? And, more importantly, why wasn't he trying to stop the dragon?!

Felekar tried to push his pet away, but the simple motion of moving his legs caused another wave of overwhelming bliss to fire through him, making it all but impossible to try and put an end to the extra stimulation his pet was providing him. Felekar's eyes started to roll back in his head, his entire body twitching and trembling from the feelings rocketing through his loins. Just as it had before, his lust addled mind began to question why he would want to stop such a thing, all his inhibitions starting to disintegrate beneath the overwhelming need. It felt so good, after all. Why did it matter if it was coming from a pet, exactly? This was his home, he could do as he pleased in it... and this did please him, so very much.

"P-Percy, aaah - Don't stop..." Felekar groaned, squirming like mad. The noisy suckling and slurping at his orbs was amazing in its own right, but combined with the periodic eruptions of overwhelming sensation from within his loins, Felekar's mind was completely destroyed. He was a slave to his sexual desire, which just grew stronger and stronger with every explosion inside him. Soon he was bucking and thrusting rapidly against Percy's muzzle, starting to feel a release building within him. He didn't care that he was muzzlefucking his pet, that the orgasm was likely to ruin the effects of the goop in his sheath, that his cock was aching as it pressed against the hard plastic and leaked pre all over his stomach and groin. He just cared about finally releasing all the pressure that had been building up the past few weeks!

But it wasn't to be. Percy stopped suckling on those overipe fruits and instead started to snuffle and lick the heavily scented pre leaking from the plastic cage around Felekar's straining erection, leaving the fox just short of enough stimulation to reach climax. He whined and whimpered at his pet, trying to push Percy's muzzle back down, but the little dragon had quite the thirst! All those pheromones were addicting, stimulating the pygmy's deeply-ingrained mating instincts once again.

Even with his best effort, Felekar just didn't have the strength and focus to get Percy back on the right track. Every time he pushed the dragon away, a shock of pleasure would make him jerk and go limp for a moment, and Percy was free to continue drinking that salty-sweet fluid. Felekar wouldn't have minded if he could feel something, but it was nothing more than a stronger tease, occasionally feeling the small dragon's tongue rasp over his tip through the slit at the top... and then he felt it regularly, almost insistently, Percy trying to force his tongue in so he could drink more of that delicious ooze.

As much as the little dragon tried to get to the inside, though, it just wouldn't work. His tongue was just too thick to fit inside the tiny hole! He growled and grumbled, pressing desperately at the ungiving plastic, even trying to pry it off with his teeth, much to Felekar's chagrin... but nothing worked!

Percy's instincts were going haywire, the wonderful scents driving him forward. He had to have more, he needed it! Every fiber of his being screamed at him to drink... And so, he did. Percy grunted and growled, his head lurching a bit as something that wasn't supposed to be there started to move. He growled and twisted his head as discomfort built on the bottom of his muzzle, muscles that hadn't been used since he was born starting to shift and push something forward.

Felekar gasped, then squealed when he felt something long, thin, and very slimy press inside his sheath, and then press hard to force its way inside his urethra! Percy continued to growl and grunt, choking a bit as he tried to figure out has this strange appendage worked. It was shaky at first, but as he forced it deeper inside Felekar's throbbing, trapped cock, he started to properly suck with it, drinking in his fluids once again.

"P-Percy?! W-Wha-Aaah!" Felekar cried. His confusion was drowned out by the burning pleasure starting to fill his loins, renewing the orgasm that had been denied him moments earlier. The mutt's proboscis just pressed deeper, soon wiggling and making Felekar squeal again as Percy learned more and more. Being the great great mixed grandchild of two species that should have never been combined - Fae dragons and pygmy water dragons - seemed to have left a few ghosts in his genes; namely the appendage he was currently familiarizing himself with. It may not have provided the same sense of taste as his tongue, but the thin tube had enough taste buds for him to be satisfied, especially since he was able to taste each heavy wad of pre as it traveled through it.

The writing tube soon reached the base of Felekar's cock, and the fox trembled and writhed, sweat starting to roll off his body. He was starting to get close, very close, and he hoped that whatever Percy was doing, the little guy would like the taste of cum as much as he did pre! But Percy wasn't satisfied just yet, he still had plenty more proboscis to cram in there, much to Felekar's surprise. The slimy, semi-firm 'straw' forced its way into his vas deferens and started on its way toward Felekar's prostate, making the fox gasp and arch his back. Nerves he didn't even know existed started to fire off, intensifying the burn and the pleasure in equal measure. He couldn't see straight any more, his eyes starting to roll back in his head and white spots dancing in his vision. His balls drew up close and started to tense, and he could feel his lower belly tingle in preperation for one of the most intense orgasms of his life...

Felekar screamed and kicked, his mind practically being cleaved in two by the indescribably feeling of Percy's proboscis forcing its way inside his prostate. His entire body braced itself for release, for bliss. He felt the bottom drop out of his stomach, that rush growing and growing... and growing... and... W-What?!

Felekar screamed again and bucked and thrust, grabbing at Percy's muzzle and tryin to force that wriggling tube deeper, to get that last little bit of stimulation he needed to go over. He was so close! He was right there, but the edge just kept getting sharper and sharper! Felekar's heart hammered in his chest and he took another deep breath, only to release it in a wail of brain-shattering need. He couldn't cum! His prostate was pulsing its hardest and fastest yet, and with Percy's proboscis writhing inside it, Felekar felt like he was going to pass out from the potent overstimulation!

But still he did not cum. His balls tensed almost painfully, his cock throbbed in its cage, his stomach did flips... and still release did not grace his poor body. Felekar managed to claw at his sheets hard enough to tear holes in them, his scream of frustration loud enough to make Percy's little ears fold back. The little guy didn't stop though, proboscis crammed as deep as possible inside his owner's trapped cock, just inside the fox's vas deferens. Felekar's eyes started to roll back in his head, sweat rolling off his body, mind being torn asunder by the combination of indescribable pleasure shooting through his loins and the soul-crushing need filling the rest of his body.

Felekar could see dots starting to dance before his eyes, mind simply unable to handle the overstimulation it was receiving. It was made all the worse when he felt something starting to move and stir deep inside him, making him choke on his own heated gasps, simply adding to the problem. The thing within him squirmed and wriggled, leaving Felekar a twitching, gasping wreck. He could feel something smaller starting to wriggle up through his vas deferens with all his pre, helped along by Percy's constant sucking and slurping.

Percy let out a surprised choke when the thing slipped inside his proboscis, the dragon trying to blow it out but instinct forcing him to suck it in! He growled and squirmed, finally pulling the long, fleshy tube from his owner's trapped cock, trying to paw the blockage out... But his proboscis simply started to retreat back inside his muzzle without anything to drink of, forcing him to continue sucking it down! Percy just growled and licked the bottom of his muzzle, the odd feeling of his long-unused apendage being probed making him crave something to take his mind off it...

And with a whimpering, trembling fox left bare and open before him, Percy had plenty of options. He might not be able to relieve the strange feeling in his muzzle, but he could certainly relieve the growing ache between his legs. All during his 'feeding session', the pheromones Felekar had been emitting had only grown stronger and stronger, and now that Percy was feeling full of precum (and whatever was currently wriggling into his stomach) the little dragon could focus on his other needs.

Felekar was still trying to recover when he felt the weight of a needy pygmy dragon suddenly press over him, along with the feeling of something slimy suddenly pressing between the cheeks of his rear. Felekar may have been too far-gone on hormones and need, but he managed a blush once he felt his pet's semi-prehensile shaft start to wriggle and grind against his tailhole, his entire body trembling. He tried to fight against the pleasure it brought him, to push his pet off himself and put an end to this debauchery...

"C-Come on, little guy. Don't leave me hanging, I need more..." The fox panted, his blush growing brighter. He simply couldn't help himself, he needed more, he had to cum, even if it meant resorting to taking pleasure from his pet. His sex-addled brain simply didn't care anymore; There was a thick, prehensile cock at his back door and he wanted it, now.

While Percy was normally awful when it came to listening to his master's orders, he didn't need to be told twice this time. The little dragon growled and bit down on the Fox's shoulder, drawing a surprised gasped from his master, and slid his curved erection back so the slick tip poked and prodded at Felekar's pucker, which tensed once before he managed to force himself to relax. Percy applied more and more pressure, keeping his shaft ramrod straight, until he managed to force himself inside with a growl, Felekar groaning right along side him. He could feel the soft ridges along the underside of Percy's shaft thwip gently against the tight ring of muscle as his loving pet pressed inside, the both of them shuddering at the amazing feelings radiating through their bodies. Felekar let out a yip when he felt Percy's shaft start to wriggle inside him, rubbing right against his prostate...

Felekar practically screamed again, bucking and writhing as the waves of pleasure and soul-crushing need returned in an instant. His passage clenched down hard on Percy, who grunted and started to thrust in response, his semi-sentient mind giving away to his overwhelming mating instincts, jabbing into that sensitive gland again and again. Felekar simply collapsed into a twitching, writhing mess on the bed, bucking into the air in time with Percy's thrusts.

It didn't take long for time to start melting away, every stab against his prostate driving him closer and closer to the brink of insanity, his shaft jumping and jerking inside the too-tight cage. He was so close, so very close. One more thrust, one good stroke or squeeze to the knot stretching his sheath, one... More... A-Anything, something... Please...!