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I feel the heat morning sun radiate into the captain’s quarters, heating up the room slowly. But that’s nothing compared to the captain himself, feeling like he has a lantern burning inside him, just underneath his fur. Running my maw across his chest, I can’t keep a happy moan from escaping from my lips as I slowly open my eyes, blinking in the indirect sunlight. Looking up to the lion’s face, I take a moment to just look him over. He looks so... at rest, like he hasn’t a worry in the world. Somehow, seeing him like this, makes him a lot more handsome. With a lick of my lips, I run a paw down his chest, letting my fingers trail his muscles and abs. He lets out a low purr as I do this, still seemingly asleep. His eyes closed in his slumber, I can almost see the powerful eyes and gaze held underneath them.

As I shift softly, I feel my morning wood graze the side of the captain’s thigh, a spot of pre-cum sinking into his fur. Biting my lip, I wish so much I could relieve my urges into the lion’s backside. Despite my vulpine nature, I am an active switch. And despite the captain not really delving into his more ‘taker’ role, I’m glad he at least seems ok with exploring it. Although, the idea of being knot deep inside the captain certainly makes my cock a lot more active. Looking down at my cock, I let out a groan.

“C’mon, don’t be like that...” I whisper down to my cock, in which I only get a throb in response.

The captain shifts slightly, making my ears perk up slightly as I look back up at him, finding him still asleep. Letting out a small sigh of relief, I let my gaze travel down the lion’s body, to his crotch, to his semi-erect cock, tenting the sheets slightly. I take a moment, before getting out of bed carefully, moving to the base of the bed, finding the lion’s feet just below the sheets, revealing his foot paw-pads. Even with his stature, his build, his lion-ness, I can’t help but find his feet-paws surprisingly cute. Shaking my head at the thought, I look up at the lion for a moment.

‘You would probably kill me if I told you that.’ I think to myself.

I lift the bed sheets slowly, moving myself underneath them. I’m met by the captain’s scent hitting me like a cannon ball to the nose, overpowering me in a moment. I let myself sniff deeply at it, feeling my cock respond to it, throbbing and leaking in equal parts. Being half underneath the sheets, I’m left in gloom, only just enough light to see things clearly making it through the sheets. Finding myself in between the lion’s muscular, inner thighs, I feel a little bit of fear radiate from the situation. But it’s... a good kind of fear, one that makes me want to move forward.

I do as I want, and move myself up, drawing myself closer to the lion’s balls, finding his semi-erect cock half exposed from his sheath. My nose soon presses up against his large orbs, I sniff a lung full of air into myself, just loving the scent that invades my mind. My ears fold back against my head, eyes fluttering as my senses are overloaded. His spice, his scent, his pure essence... I want nothing more than to worship it. Huffing out a moan, I sniff again, and again, and again. I feel myself get close, without even needing to touch myself properly. Moving a paw to my erection, I jerk myself off slowly, feeling my lust drip from my tip. I’m lost in the bliss of him, his heat, his body... I barely notice as a paw moves to my ear, scratching at the fur softly.

“Mmmph... you know, I think I could get used to this.” The lion’s voice comes from outside the sheets, the purring undertone still held within his voice. “Full of surprises...”

“Land ho!” Comes the voice of the barrelman from outside, receiving a groan from the captain.

“Fucking perfect...” He growls, his paw tightening slightly at my ear in annoyance.

“J-just... a little... m-more...” I moan, my paw tensing around my cock as I feel my orgasm on the brink.

Pushing myself over the edge, I shoot my load into my other paw, feeling my sticky-ness pool into my palm. Taking a moment to process and shiver my way through the afterglow, I pull my way out of the sheets, careful of my horns. As I come out from the sheets, I move my cum stained paw to my tongue, licking up the salty liquid, savouring the taste. Looking up to the lion, a silly smile plastered on my maw.

“Happy?” He asks, annoyance still in his voice, but mixed with a little bit of a chuckle.

“Very happy...” I respond, cleaning the last of my paw.

“Hate when land interrupts a good morning.”

“Well, I’m sure we have a good half an hour before port. Sure I can’t draw a few annoyances out from you?” I ask, licking my lips as I get to my feet.

“You’re good, but I don’t think we can really explain the noises.”

“Well, if you change your mind, let me know. And hey? Maybe you’ll be staying the night tonight?”

“Hmmm, we do tend to stay a night, when we port with Natila. Or... you could travel with us, you know. This town might not end up being for you.”

Walking to the wash basin, I clean my mouth, maw and face, hopefully rinsing off the musk hanging on my fur. After drying off, I head to my clothes, I start to dress myself, making sure to take my time with it. “We’ll see, do you head here often?”

“About once a month, more often than most places.” The captain responds, getting out of the bed with a huff. He’s still half erect, and it certainly catches my attention as he starts to dress himself. He notices this, and makes sure his length and front stays in my sight as he begins to cover himself in his layers. “Although, we could come here more often if there were... more motivation to do so.”

“Would a fox with magic paws class as motivation?”

“Oh, fox. You’d be motivation to stay.”

I fold my ears back, feeling my cheeks blush deeply underneath my fur. “You don’t need to be a charmer, Captain. You already have me huffing at your balls.”

“Are you saying I’m only trying to be charming, to get you on your knees?” He asks, a small amount of annoyance in his voice. “I mean it’s true, but not the only reason.”

“I like that you admit it’s a reason, but still.”

“That’s fair enough. But to be fair, you do look good on your knees.”

My ears fold back a little, unable to hide a small amount of sadness from crossing my muzzle. Silence falls between us for a few moments, before the lion moves closer to me, half dressed. His paw moves to my chin, lifting my maw up towards his. “What are... you...?”

He kisses me softly, drawing a small moan from me as his tongue invades my maw. Making sure to get a good, long taste of me, he slowly pulls back enough to speak, his hot breath rolling over my maw fur. “You taste so good in the morning.”

“With your sweat on my lips.”

“Even though we’re gonna part ways...” He starts, his breath rolling over my snout fur. “Doesn’t mean we can’t keep our... carnal explorations.”

“Oh? And does that include me giving you attention to your behind?”

“If I were to say yes... would that keep you on board?”

“It’ll keep my paws nice and soft.” I say, smirking up at him, kissing him again. “And my maw tasting like you.”

“Hmmm, I guess that’ll have to do. For now...”

I finish dressing myself, watching the lion as his gaze stays on me. “What?”

“Nothing, just admiring the beautiful scene.” He purrs, signalling to the door. “Best leave before me, I’ll finish up here. Don’t want the crew getting the wrong idea, for now...”

“Sure you don’t want a goodbye sniff?”

“You’re always thinking about sex, aren’t you?”

“You bet,” I wink.

“If we’re lucky, I might come up with a reason to stay here tonight, then you can huff me all you want.”

“I’ll be waiting then.”

And with that, I give the captain a parting kiss, unable to leave without one last show of affection. Moving towards the cabin door, I take a moment with my paw on the handle, giving the lion one last look before moving out onto the deck. Closing the door behind me, I walk straight in-between my dragon’s back legs, muzzle pressing against her stomach, stopping my progress.

I smell her scales, the salt of the water, and the leather straps of her mount, in which she is currently wearing. She’s talking to the helmsman, outwardly not taking notice of me. I don’t move from against her belly, running my paw up against her soft underside. Having a minute or two to properly think it over, I realise she’s providing me cover.

‘Thank you...’ I think out, feeling a little twinge of pleasure radiate into my mind.

‘Thank you for the masturbation material.’ Scarlet thinks back, memories of her self-pleasure session coming into my mind, along with the pleasure increasing. Taking particular interest in the memories, I am glad to know that sea water doesn’t affect her more private areas. It’s interesting, if unlikely to be useful... maybe we can do something kinky in the future.

‘Glad me sniffing balls could provide you such pleasures.’

‘It was worth every breath, even if it did mean I lost the bet. He smelled amazing, so I’ll let it pass.’

‘Just glad we both share so many kinks.’

‘Well, some of that was crossover from when we mated. But it only better aligns what is already there, which is why we still have our own separate kinks.’

I pat her belly softly. ‘Glad to know, now, mind letting me out?’

‘I don’t know, I like you being under me.’

‘That has been established, but I really need to get past.’

‘And what will I get in return?’

‘The pleasure from last night?’ I ask, a smile forming on my muzzle.

‘Do I get pictures?’ She asks in return, and I can almost feel the smile on her snout too.

‘Only if the captain allows it.’

Scarlet lets out a small grumble. ‘You do realise I can just extract the memories right?’

‘C’mon, you wouldn’t’

It takes a moment, but Scarlet finally moves around, landing on all fours before moving across the deck, allowing me to move out from the alcove between the staircases. I follow her and rest a paw on the bridge of her snout, whispering softly. “Thank you, dear.”

“You’re so lucky you’re cute.” She says, her lips baring slightly as she talks.

“Nah, just lucky in general.”

Scarlet slowly presses her head up against my paw, letting out a soft, rumbling purr as we slowly dock at port. The both of us look over the side of the ship, watching out for the town. The foundation of it is made of stone bricks, with cobblestone and wood houses, mostly two and three story houses nearer the port, and one story houses on the outer skirts. The few single story buildings near the port remind me of the barns back home, assuming that they’re for storage.

The town has a very nice feel to it, at least from the looks of it. Even if I do feel apprehensive about coming to it. I take a deep breath, and Scarlet moves her head down to nudge my neck. I move a paw to her snout, rubbing it softly, appreciating her attempt to keep my fears at bay. Running my fingers across her scales, I do feel a little better from having her by me. Scarlet turns my head around before we make port, her eyes gazing down at me.

“If you need a moment, we can always find a secluded place.” Scarlet whispers into my ear, giving it a small kiss.

“Thank you, sweetie.” I move a paw to her maw, stroking the side of her snout. “You’re being so affectionate, so publicly...”

“I... I’m trying to be more... like you.”

“Scarlet, if I wanted that, I’d marry a mirror. I appreciate the outward acts of affection, but... if it’s something you want to do, that shouldn’t be the reason why...”

“Thank you, little fox...” Scarlet kisses my forehead, a small rumble in her chest. “I shall do it, for it is the love you show me.”

I purr back softly as we hold onto this moment, until we feel the ship jostle with a thump, finally docking at port. Giving my dragon another kiss, I feel her appreciate being at land once again, one that I wholeheartedly share with her. Before we head off, I give her mount a once over, like I had done over a week before, back at our cave. It feels like more time had passed. But in a way, I am glad it does, it means being able to remember more moments with my dragon.

Most of the pouches are now empty; food and snacks that had gotten eaten on our travels. My bow and arrows have seemingly been taken care of more than I had remembered doing myself. I got someone to thank for that, if they come forward. With a small pat on Scarlet’s rump, she jumps up from the boat onto the dock, taking up about half of the available width once she does. Before I follow her, I feel a paw on my shoulder, turning me around. I’m met by the Captain, his same piercing gaze on me, but this time there’s some positive undertones to his face this time. It looks good on him.

“Not leaving so soon, are you?” He asks, reaching into a pocket before taking out two burlap pouches, both filled with marbles. “Without your pay... a fair week’s pay, for you, and your dragon.”

“Th-thank you, Captain. I mean it, f-for everything.” I respond, taking the pouches out of his large paws, feeling a slight heft to them. It feels like there’s something else though... more to this, something in his gaze.

“My pleasure, fox.”

And with a small grip on my shoulder, he turns and focuses on his crew, and I take it as my signal to go back to dry land. Taking the plank, I put the pouches into Scarlet’s leather ones, buckling them up tight before looking back at the captain. I try not to make it noticeable, so I only keep my gaze on him for a couple seconds.

‘He overpaid you, you know that right?’ Scarlet asks internally as I come forward to her head.

‘Yeah, I know.’ I think back, running a paw over her snout slowly, sighing softly.

‘Such an emotional fox...’

‘I’m just going to miss the way he fucked me.’ I try to joke, letting out a small chuckle.

We begin to move up the dock, getting to the stone foundation, just as a cheetah comes up to meet us. He is in a plain, mild green shirt and soft grey trousers. His fur is in pristine condition, giving a good amount of care to himself. A large book is in one arm, while a quill hangs in-between his index and middle finger.

“Name?” He asks.

“I... I’m sorry?” I ask in return, looking between him and Scarlet.

“Name. For the record.”

“O-oh, Reaver Westgarth.”

He scribbles something into the book, before his gaze turns to Scarlet. Without a word, he dabs his quill into a small pot of ink, which is attached to his belt. Scribbling something else in his book, as a blush spreads across his cheeks, drawing another look at my dragon, as if to ask for clarification. Scarlet nods her head with a smile. This actually makes the cheetah huff softly before he restores his posture, a quick lick of his lips seeming swiping away whatever the two were mentally talking about.

“Reason for your visit?” He asks as he turns back to me, not looking me in the eyes this time around.

“Uhh, travel?” I half ask, wondering if that’s justifiable enough of a reason.

“Business or pleasure?” The cheetah scribbles more down as his snout aims back into the book, not looking back up as I speak.

“The trip was business, but the visit is currently for pleasure.”

More scribbles.

More scribbling...

He aims the quill’s feather to the nearby ship, in which I nod in response.

This prompts even more scribbling, scratching of quill on parchment.

“How long do you plan on staying ?” The cheetah finally asks.

“A few nights, maybe longer.”

“If you stay more than a week, then you’ll need to register with the town hall as a part time resident. More than a month, and you’ll need to re-register as a permanent resident.” The cheetah keeps his snout aimed at the book, his voice remaining in the same tone. “If your reason for staying changes, you’ll need to register that with the hall as well. Your employer will need to do so as well.”

“Th-thank you...” I respond, looking back at my dragon.

“Town Hall is on Main Street, large polar bear is the Town Crier. Listen out for the hand bell, and yelling...” The cheetah aims the feather of the quill to a large structure with a grimace, a few streets behind the dock buildings. He then aims the feather to the buildings along the dock. “You will find lodgings, food and drinks along the dock.”

“Thank you,” Scarlet says as the cheetah moves to the side, letting us pass.

“That was... something.” I say as we move out of his ear shot, aiming into the town.

“He’s a Dock Clerk, and for the record, he wanted to... well, add to the scent across your muzzle.” Scarlet says to me, smiling softly.

“A Dock Clerk? Wait, he could smell that?”

“Nope, I may have implanted the scent into his mind while we were talking. And yes, Dock Clerks record the comings and goings on the dockd. Thought it’d be best to learn a few things to help us out.”

“Thanks, for spreading my kinks.”

“It’s my pleasure,” Scarlet chuckles, nudging my side with her snout. “Now, where should we head first?”

Looking through the streets for a moment, I think it over. “Well, I’d like to find that book store the Captain told us about. Then find a place to stay for the night.”

“Typical fox, thinking of books before thinking of a comfy bed.”

“I’m not going to dignify that with a response.” I respond with mock offence, giving my dragon a small smile after a moment. “We do have the captain as a backup if needs be.”

“You little leech...” Scarlet says with a grin, chuckling softly.

“That’s ‘the’ little leech, thank you very much.” I laugh back, running a hand across her side as we continue our exploration through the town.

Taking a bit more time, we find a three story building, books on a wide table outside it, as well as a wooden sign with prices on it, finally finding the elusive book shop. Coming up, we try to look inside it, but are met by darkened windows, unable to see anything inside the building. With a small shrug between us, we head to the front double-sided door, opening both as we enter, allowing Scarlet inside with a tuck of her wings.

The inside of the book store is quite dark, and even with our eyes being good in the dark, the store has quite a gloomy feel to it. Large bookshelves line the store, just enough space in between for aisles in between them. With the front door in corner of the square shaped store, there’s a small open area at the corresponding corner diagonally. A counter wraps around that corner, with a small light and a small pile of books on top of it.

A figure in dark blue and black robes stands behind the counter, looking over an open book, seemingly reading the contents. Even with the limited light, I can still distinguish the figure’s details. They’re a rat, with a white fur base, intricate patterns of black fur covering their maw, face and head. The top and upper front part of their maw is black, with three black lines on their chin going down, one in the centre, with one either side.

The black fur atop their snout moves up their head into a diamond shape, with five lines of black fur going up their head. It’s the same as their chin, but with two lines either side of their head, instead of one. Their eyes a blood red, with black fur surrounding them, with curved designs on the outer sides of their eyes. With a line connecting the bottom of their eyes to the lines at either side of their chin. They have a slightly feminine face, and what seems to be a lithe body, but I’m unsure under their robes. A pair of golden teardrop earrings hang from their ears, one on either side, an emerald sits as the main gem, with three rubies below it in the smaller settings. I’m almost taken aback by the design of their fur, at just how intricate it all is, but I try to shake it off before the rat notices us. As we enter the store more, a little more cautious, Scarlet closes the doors behind us, looking up at me after a few moments.

‘It’s decent to keep a door closed, since it seems they prefer the dark.’ She thinks over to me, before we walk further into the store.

The rat’s ears perk up at the creaking floorboards, their head tilting up, their eyes focusing on me, my horns, and then my dragon. The sight of us makes the rat take a step or two back, a slight amount of surprise on their face. We stop at this, and that seems to make the rat stop. Taking a breath, they seem to try and collect themselves, coming back to the counter.

“G-good evening, welcome to the Rodent’s Burrow, I am Thomas. How may I help you today?” He asks, having a mildly masculine voice.

“Hey, we’re looking for a few books, but kinda new to reading.”

“No worries, might I ask what books you might be interested in?”

“That’s the thing, we’ve only read a couple books, and don’t really know what we’d like.”

“That’s fair, might I ask what the books were? Assuming they were books you enjoyed?”

“We did, and they were ‘Death of a Claw’, ‘Treasure Lagoon’, and ‘Sherlock Hound’.” I respond, looking over the bookcases.

“Ah, adventure type books.” Thomas moves out from the counter, moving through the aisles of bookcases. Taking a few moments to examine the books, the rodent finally moves down one of the aisles. He looks over the books for a few moments, before half turning back to us. “May I ask what your price range is?”

“Oh, sure. We’re thinking about forty Marbles each.” I say, looking over to my dragon, who nods in agreement.

“Ah, fair enough. Most of my range is about ten Marbles each, but there are a few in the higher range, so didn’t want assume.”

“It’s ok,” Scarlet responds. “It’s more awkward to have to explain something is out of our price range, than to be asked what that range is.”

The moment my dragon talks, Thomas focuses fully on her, his eyes gleaming softly. “Y-you can talk?”

“Hmm?”

“Oh!” Thomas covers his face, embarrassment clear on his maw. “I am so sorry! Y-you... you’re the first dragon I’ve met, and I’ve only ever read about your kind. Being able to talk was contradicted in the books I read, so... I was surprised.”

His words come out quickly, as if he was anxious about our response. The two of us look at each other for a second, before Scarlet starts to speak. “It’s ok, trust me, anything other than ‘You burn down villages’ is fine with me.”

Thomas lets out a small chuckle at this, picking out a few books, before handing them to me before turning to my dragon. “Would you like more of the same? Or something different?”

“Actually, I’d like something a little different...” My dragon tells the rat, a small smile spreading on her snout. Silence falls between the two of them, in which I can only assume is filled with more ‘private’ conversations. This is confirmed by the rat blushing deeply, his eyes going wide for a moment. After a couple seconds to recover, Thomas readjusts his cloak.

“I, uh... believe I have some books that you’d... perhaps enjoy.” Thomas says, turning away from the main aisle of the shop, he takes a couple of steps further into the aisle between the bookcases. “Would you kindly... follow me?”

“Lead the way, little one.” Scarlet continues to smile, following the rat.

This makes Thomas look back at Scarlet, a small blush under his cheeks, before looking back forward. The three of us go deeper into the bookshop, almost coming to the side it shares with the next shop over, before Thomas stops and starts searching a bookcase. I do the same, looking through the bookcase as well, seeing if there might be something I want too. The rat whispers beneath his breath, taking a moment or two before he turns back towards my dragon.

“Might I ask...?” Thomas asks, the blush deepening on his cheeks, although with how dark it is, it’s a little hard to tell.

“Yes?” Scarlet asks back, the smile on her maw widening slightly.

“Uh, well, um...” The rat squirms slightly, looking back at Scarlet. “What... you might be interested in?”

My dragon laughs softly, trying to stifle it after a couple seconds. “I’m sorry, but I’ve never someone so... shy about this stuff.”

“It’s... private stuff you know? I don’t expect people to... want help with looking for this stuff...”

“It’s alright, do you mind if I showed you?”

“I... I don’t kn-... d-don’t see why not...”

Scarlet can’t hold back a smile, closing her eyes. After a few moments, Thomas’ cheeks burn slightly in a blush, his ears folding back slightly in mild shock. He gives my dragon a side eye, his face falling slightly, being met by a sly grin. Gathering himself after a few seconds, he looks back at the bookcase.

“I uh... I think I... may have some books on that.” The rat says, rummaging through his books, taking few books out from the shelves.

‘What did you ask for?’ I think, knowing my dragon is listening in.

‘You will just need to wait and read...’ Scarlet thinks back, winking at me.

‘Spoil sport.’

Thomas brings the books out and scurries down the aisle, taking a moment before looking back at us. “Would you kindly... follow me?”

We’re taken to the counter, and I bring out my pouch filled with marbles, and I pay for the books. Scarlet looks at me for a moment, raising an eyebrow, as if to question why I’m covering her books. I speak up once again. “You can cover the tavern visit later.”

“I hope you don’t expect me to cover your mead bill...” Scarlet responds.

“Taverns have rooms for rent, don’t they?” I ask as I finish up at the counter, and put the books into a few of Scarlet’s pouches, making sure to separate the weight as equally as possible. “But hey, if we’re lucky and run into the captain, I’m sure we can sweet talk our way into sharing a room with him. If he’s staying at port.”

“And what if they aren’t exactly... dragon friendly?”

“Then make mention of how hungry you are, and how you’ve eaten men whole...” I move to my dragon’s maw, giving her a kiss on the lips.

“Well, I do have a lot of practice of that...” She purrs back, winking at me before we leave the bookstore with a quick farewell.