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**Artwork is by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lethaldoors , go give them a look and a watch! (It's also from a very, very long time ago)**

The first of a set of three very short stories I did for the aforementioned artist. Their work has inspired many of the stories I've written, or started and never finished, over almost a decade. These stories are linked by the universe the characters inhabit.

This story and the two others were written about nine years ago. Somehow, I never posted these to SoFurry, only to FurAffinity, so I've gone through and updated and improved this one significantly for you fine folks here!

_ Enjoy! _

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“I don't get you human women."

“Hah! Why's that?"

“I've been hitting on you for weeks and you ignore me until I get you drunk," Kyre complained as he shrugged off his shirt.

“And like all Dmargo dudes, you finally shut the fuck up once you're drunk."

Kyre frowned in mock offense and pressed the woman up against the wall, her covered breasts flattening against his bare chest. She gasped, then giggled and slid her fingertips along the waist of his pants. His hands straddled her head, palms pressing into the wall, and he exhaled hotly into her ear.

“I could talk less, but I know you love hearing me say your name, Tay," Kyre growled and nibbled carefully on her earlobe. She whispered a surprised moan. “See? Tay, Tay, Tay," he chuckled. With a cocky smirk, he pressed his hips against hers.

The day before, Tay had finally agreed to Kyre's constant requests to go on a date with him. He'd been asking her for nearly two weeks before she'd finally caved in; it was the first time she'd ever been hit on by somebody that wasn't human. She had spent those two weeks unsure if she found Kyre attractive, or if she could see herself dating outside her species. They had known each other for months, but she had mixed feelings about his proposition at the time.

In the end, she'd decided that there wouldn't be much harm in letting him take her out. Getting a free dinner out of it was a plus. And it wasn't like interspecies relationships were a strange, undocumented occurrence; especially considering the prevalence of interspecies pornography she'd accidentally encountered while researching dmargo-human relationships. If there was one trait about dmargo that she just couldn't overcome, it was their ears. They just looked silly to her, thin and long they jutted like antennae from the sides of their heads. Dmargo used them as an extension of their facial expressions. And Kyre's ears were bright red as if they were blushing. She couldn't stifle a giggle when she noticed.

“What's so funny?" Kyre growled as he slid two fingers into the waist of Tay's low-cut pants and underwear, sliding them provocatively back and forth along the smooth skin of her mons.

“Nothing," she lied.

“Bullshit. Tell me," He commanded haughtily and lifted her chin with his snout, nipping at her throat.

“Y-your ears…are bright red. It's…fuck…it's funny," Tay moaned and flattened her hands against Kyre's chest, nails pressing against his absurdly smooth skin. She marveled at it, unlike anything she'd ever felt before. The thought of feeling it against her bare skin made her push the dmargo back, but only far enough away to make enough space for her to hastily pull off her tank-top.

Kyre ignored her. He was perfectly pleased by the let's-get-naked development as she revealed more of her olive skin. The rumble of approval that emanated from his chest sent a shiver down her spine as he quickly helped her dispose of her bra; if she hadn't gotten to the clip in time, she would have ended up tangled in it, due to his eagerness.

Tay wrapped her arms around the dmargo's neck and pressed herself against him. Just as she had hoped, his lubricious skin was warm, especially against her hard nipples. She moved in to kiss him but realized that she wasn't quite sure how to and paused. Kyre had a strange, pointed snout and she had a flat face; their incompatibility filled her with doubt.

For his part, Kyre was unfazed, or didn't notice Tay's self-doubt, but knew that kissing was what she appeared to be going for. He pressed the tip of his snout—his nose—against her nose and drew his tongue seductively across her lips. Tay blinked, but couldn't resist a smile; she tightened her arms around his neck and kissed his nose the only way she knew how—the normal, human way. He grinned amorously and dragged his stubby claws down her back, slipped his hands into her underwear, and groped her rear.

“In a hurry?" Tay teased, tangling her fingers in the long mane of gray-white hair that drew out the back of his neck. He gave her a lewd smirk.

“No, just incredibly horny," Kyre said. He wiggled his fingers lower and squeezed her ass. The tip of one finger felt the barest hint of slick flesh. Knowing what he was so close to touching made his dick throb against his underwear. Fuck. Yes.

“I noticed," Tay giggled and pressed her pelvis against his erection, doing her best to make it obvious how bad she wanted him.

Now that they had admitted to each other how they felt and had stoked the flames of passion, they struggled against each other to be the first to get the other naked. The awkward kisses and slips of tongue continued as the battle escalated. Their face rubbing, ass grabbing, and genital groping carried them past Kyre's roommate's room—who, thankfully, knew better than to come out and investigate the commotion—and onto Kyre's bed in a most undignified tangle of limbs. Kyre had put up a valiant defense but had ended up naked before reaching the bed. However, he wasn't particularly upset by his loss because Tay ended up just as naked.

Tay was interested in treating Kyre to the first round of foreplay, but the way he insisted that he, 'simply can't wait to bury my snout in your pretty pussy,' sent a dark blush to her cheeks. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he told her what he wanted to do and giggled nervously after she turned around and his head was squarely between her thighs.

“H-How's the view?" asked with a little wiggle of her hips.

Kyre didn't deign to reply. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her ass down and merrily settled into a rhythm, putting his long tongue to excellent use. Tay moaned as his snout spread her labia and his tongue skillfully assaulted her clit. He rubbed his pointy nose between her plump labia; it was quickly slick with her arousal and he forced his tongue deeper. Not wanting to leave anything unattended, his hands slid around her sides and gripped her breasts, and kneaded them, fingertips pinching her nipples on occasion. While not large, by human standards, her breasts were quite a novelty to Kyre. Dmargo females rarely had such ample bosoms and exceptions were very rare.

Tay had to admit that her earlier reservations would have never lasted two weeks had she known about his tongue, or his interestingly-shaped dick.

Kyre's ruddy penis twitched against his sand-colored belly. It was easily recognizable as a penis, but not quite human in shape. The head was pointed and three evenly spaced rings beneath the skin ran equidistant down the length, ending in a hard, bulbous protrusion at the base before disappearing into a fleshy sleeve. At least , she thought, his balls look familiar.

She'd noticed a strong musk when she'd first stripped off his underwear, but didn't realize it seemed to emanate from his dick, or rather, the thin film of fluid coating it that helped her fingers slide effortlessly over his tip.

Tay dropped onto an elbow, her breasts squishing against Kyre's firmly belly and insatiable hands. As soon as her tongue caressed his glans and she inhaled her nostrils flooded with his powerful scent. It was intoxicating and so unlike anything she'd ever tasted that she couldn't even describe it. There was nothing unpleasant about it. Her brain suddenly found itself swimming in a miasma of lust. Kyre's tail flicked when she wrapped her fingers around the protrusion at the base of his dick, fingers bumping over the stiff ridges as she started stroking him, and greedily took him into her mouth.

Some ancient, primordial part of her brain made her want to touch his tail the more she watched it twitch. Thick between his legs but tapering to a skinny point halfway along his shins.

The novelty of him having a tail was not lost on her as she let go of his cock and stroked it with a childish delight. In response, Kyre's dick throbbed between her lips and he moaned into her cunt. She felt and tasted something viscous spurt onto her tongue. A building pressure was making itself known.

Like a child seeing an animal with a tail for the first time, she couldn't resist grabbing his tail and, despite having no logical reason to do so, giving it a rough tug. She regretted it a moment later when his claws dug into her breasts hard enough to leave bright red marks. Kyre yelped and curled his legs to protect himself, almost kneeing her in the face. He shoved her off while rolling onto his side, keeping his body between Tay and his poor tail.

“What the fuck!" Kyre squawked. His head rested on Tay's thigh as he glared between her breasts at her lopsided look of innocent 'oops'. The mischievous grin plastered on her face told him everything.

“You're about to be real fuckin' sorry you did that," Kyre growled.

“Is that a threat—" Tay's voice went up an octave on the last word when Kyre forced her onto her back. With a quickness that surprised her, he grabbed the back of her calves, lifted her legs, shifted to his knees, and folded her in half. When he let her legs go, and planted his hands flanking her head, her ankles were stopped by his shoulders.

“Oh, nice, really scary punishment," Tay said smugly.

“You've lost your tail touching privileges," Kyre stated flatly. He slipped one hand between their bodies, grabbed his dick, and shifted his hips forward. Once his tip was nestled in sodden warmth, he put his hand back and braced his upper body.

“Mmm, yeah, really teaching me a lesson here—ohhh fuck!" Tay cut herself off with an uncomfortably loud moan. Kyre's thick girth had buried itself in her in one steady, forceful motion. Reflexively, she tried to squeeze her legs closed, but his neck stopped her. Her legs shook as he pulled most of the way out, much to her vagina's relief.

Tay glared at Kyre. “Let me go and I won't rip your fucking tail off," she hissed.

“Nah," Kyre grinned, “Your turn to shut the fuck up now." He slid his hands across the sheets onto his elbows and pressed his mouth tight to Tay's. His tongue slithered between her lips as he dropped his hips, sinking back into her tight, quivering cunt.

Tay slipped her arms between her ankles and around the dmargo's neck and crushed her lips into his. Similar to the pressure of Kyre's fat dick, the nascent orgasm she felt threatened to be bigger than she could have hoped for when she'd decided she wanted to have sex with him on the way to his apartment.

If he fucks me like this all the time, I just might have to marry him, she thought, though it was so muzzy it was forgotten as soon as his next thrust pressed her deeper into his mattress.

Later, while Tay lay panting, brain wreathed in a heady fog of endorphins and post-coital bliss, legs spread around Kyre's kneeling form as he looked down at her with a cocksure fucked-her-senseless grin, some of his sizeable load drooling out of her thoroughly used pussy and down between her buttocks to soak into the sheets, she caught a glimpse of his tail wagging and gave him a tired smile.

“Sorry I pulled your tail…"