Night Swim

Sweetie sighed as she sat at the lavish dinner table, a luxurious spread in front of the young terrier, the scents and sights usually enough to make her belly growl like a feral dragon. On that night however, the canine simply rested her head against her hand, pouting as the rest of the royal family chowed down on the offerings, her appetite having completely disappeared after a rather nasty fight that she'd had with her parents earlier on during the evening. The princess had confessed to the King and the Queen that she had fallen in love with a man, but not a man of any royal lineage as they had hoped for her to eventually be married with. Sweetie had instead hopelessly fallen for a son of a disgraced knight: a doberman her age by the name of Claw. The two young canines had spent the last few months secretly meeting up whenever she could sneak out of the castle, having picnics in the rolling fields or spelunking in the depths of the forest, every second spent away from him feeling like torture. Sweetie told her parents about the man in the hopes that they might understand the passion she felt for him, that they might allow her to spend the rest of her life with Claw, but they had only responded to her confession with fury and ridicule. Her father had only looked down at her with deep disappointment in his eyes, her mom pulling her aside to give her a stern talking, making it very clear that she was to marry an honourable and royal man, everything else being utterly out of the question. Their conversation had concluded with Sweetie being forced to stay inside of the castle for as long as it took for her silly notions of love to disappear, every guard told to make sure that she couldn't leave her gilded cage without express permission given by either the King or the Queen. The young terrier sighed again, pushing her plate away before getting up from her seat, storming out of the dining room and towards her bedchambers, having to hold back tears at the thought of never again being able to see her beloved. 

Claw had waited at the usual spot for almost eight hours, his eyes closed and his rucksack resting at his side as the doberman sat on top of a large tree stump. The small clearing near the castle had been the very spot where he and Sweetie had first met each other, falling in love at first sight, his heart still skipping a beat as he thought back to her lovely purple eyes staring into his, her dazzling white fur shining in the sunlight. The pair had agreed to use the clearing for their meetup spot ever since, gathering there almost daily before going out on their adventures and dates, even sharing their very first kiss on the log that he was sitting on just a few days ago. Sweetie had promised to meet the young man there near midday the last time that the two saw one another, telling him that she'd surely have exciting news, giving small hints that she'd be telling her parents about their love. He hadn't confessed it to her back then, but he had some rather thrilling news for her as well. Claw had woken up right at dawn that day, forgoing his usual routine of snoozing until the sun had already started falling from the sky, anxious about getting to meet with the princess once more and to hear the news. He had sprinted almost the whole way to the clearing, unable to stop his mind from racing and his heart from beating faster than his feet drummed against the ground. The boy waited there as the sun disappeared and the moon reared its head, shuffling and fidgeting around, staring and gently stroking the carving of his and Sweetie's name that the pair had etched into the stump the day that they had met. He couldn't help but to chuckle gently, usually able to face any and all adversities with little fear but unable to keep his mind calm just because of one single woman. The canine finally sighed and shook his head, standing up and grabbing the picnic supplies that he'd brought along with him, slinging them over his shoulder as he glanced around him, lit up by the silver moon. He looked back at the direction he had come from, momentarily thinking of simply going back to his house and forgetting about the whole thing, sure that Sweetie had simply had second thoughts about getting together with a lowborn man such as himself. At the last second however, he turned his head towards the other direction, just barely seeing the spires of the nearby castle peeking out from behind the trees, a slight smirk on his face as he began marching, his spirit steeled and his chin up. 

Sweetie stormed into her room with an angry huff, slamming the door behind her to escape from the curious looks of the maids and guards roaming the castle's halls. She crossed her arms and sat down on her bed, carefully laying her dress across her legs, staring out of the window as she pouted. The young dog didn't know what exactly she could do, but she knew for sure that she couldn't allow her parents' decision to stand, intent on marrying the love of her life whether the rest of the royal family wanted it or not. Based on her mom's reaction, Sweetie knew that she couldn't just apply some subtle pressure to eventually get the Queen to budge, her dad seeming rather unreceptive as well. She had to resort to much more drastic measures, trying to think up of some plan to first get her out of the castle and then in the arms of her shining knight for the rest of her life. The princess knew that if she continued defying the direct orders of her parents, she might well risk being completely disowned and banished from the royal family, especially if she continued risking such a scandal with Claw. For a brief moment, Sweetie's face turned to a despondent frown, worried if the man would even want her in his life if she lost the title and the lavish luxuries of a princess, quickly shaking her head to drive away any doubts of the sort. She knew that the doberman was much too kind to want her hand for the simple reason of benefitting from her royal blood; he'd surely be happy to accept her even if she was a poor peasant living in the streets. Sweetie was startled from her deep thoughts by a sudden noise at her window, a sharp clink making her jump and snap to attention. She stood up to see a small, smooth pebble sitting on her window sill, another flying through the darkness and hitting the window a second later. She picked up a candle and slowly walked towards the window, a soft smile on her muzzle, giving a quick glance towards the door to make sure she was alone before opening up the window. She peeked down to see Claw standing at the foot of the castle, completely soaked and naked besides a pair of briefs, a few more pebbles in his hands. She giggled at the sight, looking on the other side of the moat surrounding the castle to see the rest of his clothes left lying on the ground, realising how he had made it underneath her window. Claw quickly dropped the rocks and gave the girl a big grin as soon as he saw her window opening up, silently waving at her so as not to alert any of the guards stationed all around the place, blushing gently as she waved back at him. 

Sweetie leaned out of her window, blowing a kiss at the boy as she smirked, her tail wagging like she was a pup again. She hadn't expected to see him that day after being locked inside, but she was happy to be proven wrong, slightly embarrassed and remorseful for having made the doberman wait around for her all day without her even being able to come in the end. Claw motioned for her to come down to him, occasionally glancing off to the side to make sure that the guards standing watch didn't see him, his tail flinging drops of water everywhere as he tried to convince the girl to climb down. She hesitated for a few moments, the consequences if the pair were caught making her think twice, eventually shrugging and blowing out the candle she had at her side, hopping up onto the window sill. Trying not to snicker too loudly, Sweetie pulled her dress up and grabbed onto a gap in the stone bricks, carefully making her way downwards, having done the climb many times in the past, though not necessarily in the dark of the night or with such cumbersome clothing. Happy that her bedchambers weren't located near the top of the castle, the terrier finally hopped onto solid ground once more, giggling as Claw sprinted to her to give her a hug, the embrace quickly turning into a passionate kiss. Feeling his damp fur starting to soak her dress, Sweetie broke off the kiss and playfully pushed him away, smiling as she tried to keep her tail from wagging so much,
"I didn't think you'd be coming here, but I'm very glad that you did~"
"Well, I wanted to go for a little swim anyways, what with the hot day an' all~" 
The duo laughed, both quickly jumping back as the light of a guard's lantern shined through the night, Sweetie shivering slightly as she was pinned between the castle's wall and the boy's body, his warm breath tickling her ear. Silent and frozen still, they waited for the guard to pass before relaxing once more, Claw whispering to her, 
"I was getting a little worried since you weren't showing up at our spot."
"Yes, and I'm… I'm very sorry about that. I… wanted to bring you some joyous news, but I'm afraid that… I'm not sure if w-" 
The doberman stopped the gloomy girl with a quick peck on her muzzle, giving her a smile, 
"I don't wanna see you sad after a whole day of being without you, so how about we talk about all that a bit later on. Because right now, I think you need a little swim~"
"A swim? In… the moat?" 
"I promise that it's nice and warm."
She giggled as he grabbed her hand and led her to the moat, diving in and resurfacing a few seconds later, beckoning for her to join him. 

After making sure that no one besides the boy was watching, Sweetie slowly pulled off her dress, her cheeks getting slightly red as she could feel Claw's gaze lingering on her mostly nude body. He watched her strip down to just her underwear, a tiny hint of her womanhood visible through the luxurious fabric, the doberman very happy to have jumped into the moat first to hide his lower half as she bent over to neatly fold her clothes, much of his blood quickly rushing to his nethers and his own briefs starting to bulge in the water. He hadn't ever had the honour of seeing her so bare, her slender and shapely form making him breathless, the dog making a mental note to take her swimming much more often in the future. After laying her clothes down, the princess climbed down the steep descent into the moat, gently dipping her feet into the water, pleasantly surprised to see that the doberman really wasn't lying about the warmth of it. Sweetie slid down right into Claw's arms, the pair laughing and hugging under the moon, silently staring into each other's eyes for a brief moment before kissing once more, pushing their bodies closer and wrapping their hands around each other, neither wanting to let go as the two moaned softly. The terrier felt something poking against her belly, opening one eye to see Claw's beat red face and the tent in his underwear, pulling back from the kiss to laugh, 
"Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners, you shouldn't be so rude in front of a member of the royal family~" 
She splashed the blushing doberman, the sneak attack nearly causing him to fall over and flop into the water, 
"Hey! Get your butt back here, 'princess'~! I'm gonna make you regret that~!" 
She giggled as she dove past him to escape his retaliation, the canines both paddling into the middle of the moat, laughing and whispering quietly. The pair enjoyed the warm summer night, the full moon glimmering in the gentle waves of the water, birds serenading the duo from the surrounding trees. 

The canines spent half an hour just swimming and diving in the refreshing water, chasing one another around and letting the slight currents rock them around as they floated and laughed, occasionally ducking under the waves whenever a guard would pass by near the moat. On the third time that they had to dive under, the pair simply stared at each other as they held their breaths, the water muffling all sound, making the entire world around them disappear for a moment. Spurred on by something in the back of his mind, Claw grabbed onto the girl's hips with both hands, pressing his chest against hers as he gazed into her eyes. She responded in kind, placing her hands on his shoulders and pulling him in even closer, feeling his fingers slowly migrating further down and behind her as the two gently kicked to keep in place underneath the water. The doberman gently felt up the princess' flank, careful to allow her the opportunity to stop him if he went too far, her gaze only telling him the opposite. She pressed her palm against his crotch, slowly rubbing the hard lump that twitched and quickly grew in her hand, a few bubbles rising up to the surface as he couldn't help but to let out a muffled moan. Sweetie's eyes suddenly lost the glint of joy that she'd had for most of the time with him that night, her mouth turning into a frown as she let go of him, quickly pushing herself up towards the surface. She realised that she couldn't just drag Claw along on her hopeless endeavour, that she couldn't take things any further without talking about the situation at least. She burst up from the water, taking a few deep breaths as the doberman followed close behind, looking concerned and hoping that he hadn't in some way offended the princess,
"What's wrong?"
"It's… I talked to my family about you, about… us. They made it rather clear that they wanted me to have no contact with you."
"Well… what do you think… about us? Do you… love me?"
Sweetie paddled into the boy, pushing her head against his chest as she sighed, trying not to cry, 
"Of course, of course I love you. I'd do anything to spend my life with you!" 
"That's good, because I also had something I wanted to share with you today. I was keeping it a secret, since I didn't want to let you down in case it all went wrong and everything, but…" 
He gently pet her head while smiling, buzzing with excitement, 
"I've learned some things, some very ancient things, about feral dragons. And I think I can tame one. And if I can…" 
She looked up at him in amazement, her eyes wide with joy as she finished his sentence, 
"... you'd be powerful, more powerful than any royal family around. Powerful enough that my parents wouldn't have anything to say about our marriage!"
She hugged him, squealing with happiness as he chuckled and hugged her back, the terrier finally letting go of him only to whisper into his ear, 
"I want you to make love to me, right now~!" 

Not one to disobey the princess' orders, Claw swam underneath the drawbridge with Sweetie still in his arms, both hurriedly taking off their sodden underwear, tossing them to the land and finally getting to see one another without any boundaries. In the grips of burning passion, Claw leaned down to kiss and lick at the girl's chest, letting his tongue stroke her nipples as she shivered, pushing a hand between his legs and wrapping her fingers around his shaft, only a few quick pulls enough to cause it to swell up to full size, his knot grinding against her soft hand. He moved his muzzle up from her chest and to her neck, very gently nibbling and kissing her as she angled his cock against her pussy lips, the dogs both panting in anticipation. With a slow push of his hips, Claw finally entered the love of his life, both having to hold back from screaming in ecstasy as the footsteps of a guard stomped across the drawbridge right above them. Sweetie wrapped both her arms and her legs around the boy, her eyes rolling back and her mouth open in an almost silent moan, tiny whimpers and huffs filling the air around him as he slowly thrust in and out of her, the princess' slit constantly pulling him in deeper. Steadily getting faster and faster, the pair both approached their finish, the doberman letting them sink underneath the waves just as his knot pushed into her mound. Pillars of bubbles danced in the water as the canines screamed under the water, jerking and wriggling around, grinding their bodies together as a few wisps of cum seeped out of her pussy and floated around them. 

Feeling his lungs start to give out as the terrier's slit still continued milking him, Claw used the last of his strength to kick the pair up to the surface, pushing them both onto the shore. Sweetie laid on top of him as they panted, his cock slipping out of her after a few minutes, letting her roll onto her back next to the boy. She grabbed his hand as the duo stared up at the moon in the night sky, silently watching while a few strings of his load oozed from her pussy, her juices soaking into the fur on his crotch. She finally turned to him, grabbing his chin and giving him a kiss on the cheek as she smirked, 
"Thank you for the wonderful swim~" 
"It was my pleasure, your highness~" 
Giggling, the canines got up, helping one another stand in the wet grass as Sweetie grabbed both of their wet underwear, tossing Claw's briefs to him before shaking off her fur as best as she could and putting her clothes back on. The two shared one last passionate kiss before the doberman hopped back into the water, swimming to the other side of the moat and disappearing into the night, leaving Sweetie to climb back up into her room. Making sure not to accidentally slip with her wet fur, the terrier eventually made it back, quickly taking off her dress before getting it too wet and wringing her underwear before hanging the pair up to dry from her window. She flopped onto her bed, exhausted but thoroughly satisfied, still buzzing with joy from the thought that she'd soon be reunited with Claw, and permanently this time around. Pulling the blanket on top of her and smirking as she dipped a finger between her thighs, feeling the young man's gift still deep inside of her, Sweetie drifted off to sleep.