A Fox and A Dragon Part 1
Story by Infernos_Flame on SoFurry
So it has been quite a while since I've done a series that hasn't been part of a commission. It feels good to get back into the groove of things with this :) I'm not gonna have a set schedule for updates with this, just so that I don't push myself to finish up parts for the story. Would prefer to have a good story, rather than a rushed one with a personal piece like this. As I think that is what went wrong with the previous series I tried to do, putting too much pressure on myself, leading to losing the passion.
But yeah, this story follows Reaver, a fennec fox, as he and his dragon, Scarlet, leave the den they've lived in for the last few years. And will cover their travels and naughty adventures. It will be primarily NSFW, but might have a few SFW parts every now and again. And yes, it will have a lot of musk/scent focused content. Realised in the last couple of years that I really like having a character enjoying a partner's scent, and exploring their body... the joys of self discovery :3
I'm thinking of having Reaver as a fursona, which will cause a bit of confusion since I already have a wolf character named Reaver (As seen in some artwork and stories I have of him). But I think I'll keep the wolf Reaver as just a character in one off art/stories for now, and see where the fox Reaver goes. To make it easier to distinguish the two, anything posted in this folder, will be the fox Reaver, anything posted outside of this, will be the wolf Reaver. I have used Heroforge to make up Reaver's (Fox) design, just so that I have a visual representation to work on, as I find it really does help when it comes to writing characters. Once I can afford to get a reference done for him, I'll get it posted to the folder.
Anyway, long description out of the way. Hope you guys have fun reading this, as always: leave a fave, vote, or even a comment on this if you did. It really does help me when I receive feedback (both positive, and constructive negative), whether it's on commissioned work, or personal pieces. As always, my commissions are open, send me a dm if interested. Details can be found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2051007
Torse is a small island, at least small for this part of the world. While each continent has a main species of people, Torse? Has a mixture of everyone, given it’s main income coming from trade. Providing a good in between the two closest mainland’s. Horses work the warehouses, the dogs and wolves work the dock, and foxes work behind desks. The trade certainly helps the people native to the island; a slight offshoot of fennec fox, keep up with technology and rumours.
I happen to be one of them, species and all. Having grown up in one of the few towns inland, a settlement barely more than a hamlet by the name of Calin. I had spent my days working my family’s farm, spending my nights in the tavern. At least... until a few years ago. Apparently, even a parent’s love have it’s limit, when they find their son grinding his sheath against a male farmhand’s backside. They were at least kind enough to give me time to pack my things, and promised not to tell people about Charlie, said farmhand. Although, parents who would throw their child out so easily... I wouldn’t trust their word on the matter. I had no choice to be able to ensure they kept to their word, I can only hope that he made it out if things went south.
As I left my home, I met my dragon, Scarlet, finding her in a small cave in a nearby mountain. Knowing there was a dragon basically overlooking my village did add a sense of dread to some of my memories. At least, until I properly got to know her. She was kind enough to let me stay in her ‘den’ for a while, in exchange for some stories, some help foraging, and keeping the cave clean. And, as things go, the situation developed...
Slowly waking up, with my dragon against my back with her legs over my body, her heavy and rhythmic breathing filling the cave. It’s a pleasing sound; comforting, making me feel secure and safe. Waiting for a few minutes, I just listening to her slumber, my mind clearing more with each breath. But as with all good things, it does come to an end as I slowly get up, moving her legs off of me softly as I get up. Stirring behind me, my dragon opens an eye and focuses on me, her voice radiating inside of my head, her maw unmoving as she speaks.
“Well, good morning, foxxy.” She says telepathically, her lips pulling back into a grin, a small growl purring inside her chest. “Looking particularly delicious today.”
“Don’t I always?” I ask back, kissing her nose softly. I can’t help but smile back at her, running my paw over her golden cheek scales as I keep my lips close to her snout, gliding my nose across the bridge of her snout. “So, feeling up to today?”
“Do we really have to move?”
“Nope, but we probably should. I mean, as beautiful and tranquil as it is here, it doesn’t can get a little... repetitive. And anyway, most of the beauty will be coming with me.”
“It’s not repetitive, it’s secure...”
“They aren’t mutually exclusive, and it doesn’t mean that other places won’t be safe.”
“It’s different for you, you’re not a dragon. Your kin don’t burn down cities, raze the countryside, or even kill royalty.”
“Hey, like half of all assassins are foxes, from the books I’ve read.”
“Species stereotypes...”
“Exactly, species stereotypes, both ways.” I kiss her snout once again, smiling down at her.
“O-ok, I’ll... I’ll do it, for you.” She responds, her voice unable to hide her worry.
“Don’t you worry, it’ll be fine, I promise.”
“Just... go get dress, will you? Before I change my mind...”
“Of course, my sweet dragon.” I say, reluctantly pulling away from her and turning around.
“And where do you think you’re going? So fast and so... tasty?”
Before I can take more than a couple steps, the dragon uses a wing to swiftly pull me backwards, spinning me around in a soft whirlwind. I half fall over her muzzle, nose pressed up against more... sensitive areas, we both let out a small giggle at this. My ears perk as an intake of breath rattles through her snout, raising my hackles in a way only dragons can. Raising her snout up, rolling her nostrils across my abdomen, my chest, and finally the bottom of my muzzle. Placing my paws across the front of her snout, my fur ruffles as she blows out a hot breath.
“Mmmm...” She rumbles out, the sound echoing out from her chest, rather than inside my head for a change. But that soon returns to my mind, her words almost piercing my very being. “My little fox...”
My paws move to her chin and lift her lips to meet mine, bringing her into a kiss. My tongue invades her maw, licking across her sharp teeth for a moment, before moving deeper into her snout. This only lasts a minute or two, before we pull apart, eyes opening, our gazes meet. Her eyes are the same deep purple that I fell in love with, the likes of which I doubt any other could match. I could lose myself in them, every time I gaze upon them, in which I do.
“Send me on an adventure, only to pull me back in? Was this all a trap?”
“Yes... all part of my rousing scheme.”
“I love it when you show your tenderness,” I purr out, kissing the tip of her snout, licking the scales in between her nostrils softly.
“Mmmm...” She groans softly. “We dragons aren’t usually this fond of such affections...”
“I know sweetie, although you’re a natural at it.”
Running my paws over her forehead, my fingers trail to the bases of the two large horns adorning the top of her head. Moving them to her jawlines, I do the same with the smaller ones embedded in the back of her maw. With a small grumble in her throat, her eyes look up to the horns on my head that mirror hers in style. Two on the top of my forehead, with two more just behind them all four of them curling slightly, segmented and draconic in style,. With a fifth, smaller horn, in between the two on my forehead, a couple inches down from them.
“Was... was I wrong?” She asks, her voice low, almost as if she’s actually worried. “When... when I gave you these?”
I give her forehead a kiss. “Sweetie, I asked for them, remember?”
“I... I know...”
“I wanted them, and you gifted me them.”
“But... I’m a dragon, and you’re a fox. What about the potential power imbalance...?”
“C’mon, I would never impose my power over you.” I say with a small chuckle, not receiving one back before I continue. “I think I should get dressed, before you dwell on that too long. Then we can get on that adventure, ok?”
“O-ok...”
I continue to rub along her scales, trying my best to reassure her before moving over to my clothes. Bending down to grab them, I make sure to lift my tail, revealing my backside to my dragon. Her eyes practically pierce into my fur as I show off my butt, her lust emanating like heat radiating from her body. With a small smirk, and a bit so subtle moan, I look back and slowly lift my upper half up slowly, making sure I watch her as I do so.
“Something on your mind?” I ask her, watching her gaze travel up my naked form and up to my face.
“I’m just... hungry, that’s all...” She responds, not looking away.
“Mmmph, if only we had a way to resolve such an issue.” I close my eyes as I wag my butt and tail, rhythmically showing off my ‘best asset’. “But I guess I’ll have to get dressed and...”
I’m taken by surprise, a soft, hot snout is pressed against my rear, nostrils grinding up against my ass cheeks. It makes me jump slightly, even if I knew I was tempting the hell out of my dragon. She keeps her nose against my backside and inhales deeply, letting out a true, primal, guttural moan. It’s filled to the brim with lust, and desire, and need.
“If I knew all I needed to do was shake my ass, it would have helped me a dozen times getting you in a better mood.” I can’t help but moan back at her, my voice filling up with the same lust she has in hers.
“So hungry... SO... HUNGRY!” She growls out, no longer using her telepathy, her voice deep and almost... feral.
“S-Scarlet... Scarlet! Not while my paws are full!”
Before I know it, her hot, wet, sloppy tongue is grinding up against my hole, pressing so hard to get into my hole. I almost go cross eyed as I feel my backside slowly spread open, its resistance nothing to the power of a dragon’s mighty tongue. Before it can slip it, she starts to move it up and down the cleft of my ass, rimming me. It’s expertly done, as if she knows every sensitive part of my rear end. And I love her for this, knowing me, knowing my body. She doesn’t need to, it doesn’t bring her pleasure. But... it brings me pleasure, and that’s enough for her.
After a good few minutes, I bet she could slip her tongue right into me, if she wants to. But she just teases me, making me moan out as my arms tremble and shake, my clothes almost falling from my grip. Her tongue is quite big against my ass, so wet and slick with saliva. A part of me wonders if it’s a dragon thing that’s making me feel so good, and not Scarlet’s expertise. But then, as if having my only good thought while she licks my ass, I come to the conclusion that it’s most certainly all her.
“C-Scarlet... please...” I moan out, my eyes fluttering softly.
“Please, what?” She asks, her voice inside my mind once more.
“P-please... either tongue-fuck me... or stop teasing. I... I can’t...”
And with this, she pulls her tongue back, leaving me huffing and horny. I want more, I almost demand more. But she gave me what I asked for, and if I beg for more, she might not stop all day. I look back at her for a few moments. She can most certainly see the need inside my gaze, the regret I have for having her stop her tongue based activities. But all she does is signal to my clothes, as if to tell me to get dressed once. It’s only a pale green shirt, a pair of pale grey trousers, a leather belt and shoes. Yet, I blush deeply at the thought of dressing myself with my ass still wet from her tongue, the fabric becoming as slick as my hole.
“What’s the matter, foxxy?” Scarlet asks physically, licking her lips softly.
“N-nothing...” I respond, starting to get dressed.
“Did you want me to ‘Tongue-fuck’ you?”
“No, I’m good.”
“Foxxy?”
“I just... didn’t think you’d get so horny, so quickly.”
“Shaking that tail does things to me,” her voice becomes a little more sultry, her body shifting as her back legs spread slightly. “So many things...”
“Mmmph, don’t tempt me with a good time...” I respond, focusing on her folds for a moment, biting my lower lip, wanting nothing more than to stay here with her. I know she’s trying to keep me here, whether it’s an active attempt or not. “We need to get going.”
“You’re no fun...”
“We’ll have fun when we make camp, just think... deep in the forest, just the two of us...”
“That just sounds like right now, but with more walking.”
I start to get dressed, feeling my undergarments move over my saliva slicked backside, making me shiver slightly. “I bet I’d be kinda sweaty after all that walking, I might even need to hunt... be really huffy after that.”
“Hmmm, that’s cheap...”
“What are you talking about?”
“You know how... weak your scent makes me, especially when you get sweaty.” Scarlet rumbles, moving onto her front as she watches me out on my shirt.
Bending down to put on my trousers, looking over to her for a moment. “Are you implying that I’m using your scent-kink against you? Why would I do that?”
“You know I was trying to keep us here...” She growls softly, before realising what she said.
“Busted.” I smirk back at her as I buckle my belt, making sure my side pouches are secured to it, checking the left one for the dried jerky rations.
“I wasn’t being subtle...”
“Sure you weren’t, and I wasn’t trying to use your kink against you.”
Scarlet takes a moment, huffing out a small puff of smoke through her nostrils. “Glad we could agree on that.”
I put my boots on, sitting down at a side wall as I tie my laces, looking up at her for a second. “Want some help with your harness?”
“I can do it myself.” She states, without making a move to get ready.
“C’mon, who knew such a big dragon could be so lazy.”
She bares her teeth slightly, letting out a small growl. “I am not lazy.”
“Then prove me wrong, and put your harness on.”
This seems to finally get her on her feet, grumbling slightly as she moves to her leather harness. I finish up my boots as she rolls back onto her side into the harness, strapping the belts across her front, securing it to her body. Rolling to her talons again, she stands up as I get back up, walking over to her. With a small hum, I start to check the pouches that line the sides of her harness, making sure she has the food, water, a few snacks, and a good amount of the loot that she has been able to get over the years. Despite her not doing it as much these years, she still has a good amount of spoils, and it has come in handy for this trip.
“Do I have everything?” She asks, looking at me as I finish up checking.
“Yeup, got enough food and drink for a few days. Although, we will need to hunt deer for you.” I respond, patting her side softly.
“You mean... you will hunt?” Her voice is soft, and I can’t help but chuckle in response.
“I’ll hunt, if you don’t mind me getting a little handsy with you afterwards.”
“I suppose that’s fair,” she responds, a small smile on her lips.
“Thought you’d like that.”
“So, to the coast I suppose?”
“Yeah, best case scenario is that we find a town or something to stay at. Second best is we work out a deal with a sea captain to take us on their travels for a bit. We are looking for a new place to live after all, it would be nice to have others to talk to.”
“I don’t get towns, so many people...”
“I know sweetie, who knows? Maybe we can find a nice den close by, so that you get your solitude, and I can make trips for food that aren’t neighbours to my old home, or a four hour trip... each way.”
“If you’d just let me burn that place down, it wouldn’t be a problem.” Scarlet growls with a small huff.
“No burning down family, or bystanders. Even if the family are homophobic.” I give her a pet across her snout. “Now, if you’re quite done with delaying, we should get started.”
And with a kiss on the bridge of her snout, we start heading out of the den, Scarlet still somewhat reluctant in her movements. We come to the medium sized, flat area outside, taking a moment as my dragon goes close to the mountainside, before turning back to her den. She signals for me to move away from the cave opening, which I do. Once I’m seemingly away enough from it, the dragon opens her maw and she breaths out fire into the den. Pulling back a little from this, I can only really watch as her fire burns the inside of the den. It takes a few minutes for her to stop, looking at me for a moment.
“S-sorry, dragon custom...” She explains, realising she never told me. “We burn our dens whenever we move, so that others can’t take anything we leave behind. Plus this way, it just looks like someone had their secret hideout attacked. Leaves our locations and traveling routes more secret.”
“I guess that makes sense, in a very dragon way.” I respond, petting her side.
She nuzzles back slightly against me before moving down, offering me to climb on her back. “C’mon, now there’s no coming back. It’ll be quicker to fly down.”
“You sure you just didn’t want me to be on top of you?” I ask with a chuckle, climbing onto her.
“Don’t push it...”
And with that, we’re off down the mountain, the wind ruffling my fur as we fly.