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Hide Belongs to Trias.
Patrick and the writing belong to me.
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\tOfficer Patrick Highclaw looked at the card again, then looked up at the address; the card having led him to a twenty story high building. He wasn’t too surprised that Hide Lanoro would have living space at such a high quality place.
\tHe adjusted his pants; it had been an hour since his rather exciting encounter with the sauropod and the stickiness inside his pants was downright frustrating, but he assumed that this would be worth it. He walked into the building and was greeted with cooler air. There were smooth gray tiles on the floors and walls, and a single hadrosaur female was at the reception desk, sorting several papers. He walked up to her, pulling her attention from what she was doing.
\t“Hello, how may I help-” she jumped when she met his eyes and paused for a moment before he took over the conversation.
\t“I was requested by Hide Lanoro to visit her quarters. Is she in?” he asked in a formal tone. The receptionist didn’t move at first, blinking several times before she reached down and pressed a button on the intercom on her desk.
\t“Mrs. Lanoro? There is a… rather intimidating police officer here who says you invited him.” she said, only to quickly get a stern reply.
\t“Send him to my room immediately.” came Hide’s voice before the intercom clicked. The receptionist swallowed and looked back at Pat. “Take the elevator to the nineteenth floor.”
\t“Ma’am.” he said, nodding his head and walking away from her and to the elevator, pressing the arrow button and waiting for the steel doors to open. Upon stepping inside, he saw that the numbers went up to 19, but the button reading 19 was red as opposed to the soft blue of the others. When he pressed it, there was a low buzz and the doors did not close right away. It wasn’t until there was a sudden chime and the button turned blue that an automated voice came over the elevator intercom.
\t“Visitor approved.” said the synthetic voice before the doors shut. Pat felt the elevator shift and begin lifting him up. He had a few moments to think to himself over what was going to happen; her smile from when she left entranced him and was so different from what her other outward manners were showing. What was he to her? Did she… like him? Pat took a breath, trying to calm his heart from beating so fast. He was finally brought out of his thoughts with a soft ding as the elevator stopped and the doors opened.
\tThe hallway before him was moderately lit; the walls had dark insulation that was soft to the touch while the cool floor was smooth dark marble. There were occasional white wall lamps guiding the way to a solid metal door on the right side of the hall. Upon reaching the door, he took a breath and reached to press the room buzzer, only for the door to make a clicking sound and open inwards; the large, stern sauropod woman standing on the other side of the doorway, still clad in the same attire she was wearing earlier.
\t“You arrived.” she said flatly before she made a small gesture with her hand, beckoning him in. He stepped into the room and looked around; all the walls that were not the ones leading to the hall were made of very thick, yet clear glass that had shades that could be raised or lowered. There were a few very pretty ferns and plants scattered through the marble tiled room. There were a couple of doors that led to closed off areas of the room, but otherwise it gave the owner a full view looking down over the large city. Pat was brought out of his thoughts by the door being shut behind him, turning to see Hide activating the three locks to secure it before she turned to him.
\t“Undress and leave your uniform and clothing on the floor by the door.” she said, pointing to one door with a brown wood painted texture. “Take a shower and clean the day’s grime away.” she said before she walked away from him and opened another door, walking into the room it led to before shutting it and leaving Pat alone.
\tThe room was stunningly quiet, save for a soft humm of the air units cooling the room off. Still, she made a statement and he intended to follow it; he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them before stepping out of them, soon followed by his briefs which stuck to him uncomfortably and had many stains on them. He then undid his vest and shirt, taking it off before folding it, along with his pants and setting them in a pile with his underpants off to the side, before he removed his hat, his feathers spilling out. He brushed a hand through them before he placed the hat neatly on the clothing pile, then opened the door and was surprised.
\tIt was a large shower room, easily able to fit three sauropods of Hide’s stature and with several shower heads, a couple detachable, and several wall faucets. The floor was a rough textured tile that prevented slipping and had several drains. Pat took a breath and moved to a set of hot and cold water nozzles before turning them on slowly, seeing where the water was trickling from before turning them on fully. He was splashed with rather cold water at first, but a couple seconds later it warmed up and he sighed as he let the hot yet not too hot water run over his chest before he leaned his face into the spray. He leaned back and let the water focus on spraying his loins before he ran his hands over it, wincing slightly as parts stuck somewhat painfully before pulling free, until he had all his parts separated again. He looked around and found several large bottles of skin soap, though nothing specifically for feathers. He assumed that would be the case since Hide didn’t have any. He grabbed one bottle and opened it before he gave it a gentle sniff; the smell of vanilla, not unlike cake frosting. Curious, he grabbed another and smelled it; almond, almost like it was mixed with chocolate. He smiled and placed the vanilla one back before he took the almond one and poured some into his hand before setting the bottle aside, lathering it along his chest, under his arms, down his thick thighs, especially all over his crotch, removing all the sticky sensations before he lathered under his tail, then up his neck before he turned back to the water, washing it off of his face as he rubbed himself down, going over his loins and legs, and removing all the slickness before he turned his back to the shower and sighed as he relaxed, though his mind wandered again.
\tHere he was, in the shower of a very powerful Sauropod matriarch who owned several powerful companies. He’d been forced by her to perform illicit acts in public before she seemed to take a liking to him and openly invited him to her place, a feat that apparently was very difficult to do since the elevator had a lockout function to prevent anyone from using it unless she wanted to see them. He was evidently special, but… how special? His chest thrummed as he tried to keep his emotions and expectations in check, finally sighing in a somewhat defeated manner.
\tHe had enough time to note a brief bout of cool air on him before a pair of hands obscured either side of his vision and gently rest on either side of his face, the soft palms holding him, preventing him from turning his head as he soon felt a soft belly pressing to the back of his head and strong, yet soft legs on either side of his tail as her form blocked the water spray.
\t“The almond skin soap is also fit for washing feathers and is actually quite good at it.” she said in a very relaxed tone, a tone that Pat was unfamiliar with. She let go of his head long enough to grab the soap and squirt some onto his wet head feathers before she began to lather it. Pat just held still and softly groaned; the sensation of his head being rubbed was gentle, if firm, and incredibly relaxing. He could have sworn he heard a soft chuckle, but it was gone as soon as it came, and soon were her hands. He took that as his cue to move into the water and wash his feathers out, removing the slickness and rubbing his face before he looked at his host.
\tHide was there, bare naked in all her glory. Her skin was deep blue save for her chest and belly, being a soft sandy tan. The mounds of her heavy breasts were adorned with lovely full nipples and pretty pale pink areolas. Her stomach was soft and heavy, but just like he observed with her rump before, was completely free of any stretch marks or blemishes. When his eyes returned to her face, she had that soft smile on her lips again and Pat’s heart thrummed and before he knew what he was doing, he stepped up to her and hugged her, nuzzling her belly as his hands wrapped around her hips. He kept his eyes closed for the moment, just taking said moment to get the rush of emotions out before he leaned his head up to look at her face, now being framed as he looked up at her from between her breasts, her expression one of slight surprise.
\t“Hide?” he started. “What… are we? Was that a one time thing? Are we lovers now? Is this your apology before you get rid of me? I mean, just-” he was silenced as her expression softened, looking slightly sad before she placed a hand on the back of his head, holding him to her.
\t“Shhh… Oh I’m sorry… I didn’t know you had your heart broken before…” she said, seemingly out of the blue. Pat blinked his big blue eyes several times in surprise, making her smile slightly. “Surprised I could tell?” she said as she let go of him and started to move, which coaxed him to let go of her. She stood fully before another shower head and turned it on before grabbing the vanilla soap. “I’ll explain; you know how we have several primary categories of species among us, yes?” Pat blinked again as he watched her soap her front up, watching her hands press firmly into her soft skin, under her breasts, around her belly, and along her neck.
\t“Yes I do; Hadrosaurs, Ceratopsians, Armored, Small Theropods, Large Theropods, and Sauropods. Part of my training involved learning how to disable each species without permanent damage to them.” he said. Hide nodded at him as she continued to lather herself, now going down the front of her thighs.
\t“Correct. Now, even though most of us are able to interact freely nowadays, it wasn’t always the case in the past. Remember how our most distant ancestors would live; Sauropods lived in large herds, females mate with the most powerful male to have his children, and when he’s not the most powerful anymore, she goes for someone else who is. That said, everyone in the herd is treated the same and with a family level of caring.” she stepped into the water to rinse herself off. “This carried over to our modern society; male and female sauropods are innately kind and sweet to anyone as we view everyone who isn’t a danger as part of our herd. We also will reproduce with someone who we feel is powerful, not just physically but in terms of status, and thanks to the fact that sauropods can’t crossbreed with other classes, we can freely mate with said others and not just our chosen breeding partner.” she said as she stepped out of the water before grabbing the soap and beginning to lather herself up again.
\t“So what tipped you off about me?” Pat asked.
\t“I’m surprised you didn’t notice it yourself.” she said, a little chuckle in her voice. “Theropods back then, especially small theropods, were usually predators and because hunts aren’t as easy to make as, say, casually grazing on plants, they would form very small groups. These groups are usually only two or three, and often are family or lovers. They would fight and die for a partner they deemed part of their group, because the loss of one could be death for all. If a mate did die or go missing, it meant incredibly harsh times for the one left. Those who don’t die from losing their previous partner are… very eager to attach to… pretty much anyone or anything that gives the signs of being mate material.” she said, making eye contact with him. “Add this to the fact that modern small theropods can crossbreed with large theropods and mating outside of your mate could make things… lets just say complicated, and you have the heavy bonding that is of the theropods.” she smiled. “So, am I right, Pat?”
\tPat’s eyes were glued to her as she described him and how he felt to a T. His heart hammered in his chest. Still, he had the higher brain to force himself past his heart and slowly approached her.
“Yeah, I’d say you were one hundred percent correct on that…” he said, his eyes flickering between looking at her and looking at images of his past. She continued smiling before she handed him the bottle of vanilla soap.
“How about you tell me the story of what happened while helping to wash me up?” she suggested. Pat was still flickering back and forth between the present and the past and nodded as she turned her back to him as he applied the soap to his hands and began to lather along her tail, working up to her body.
“Well when I was just a little guy, I always wanted to be sorta heroic. I was never afraid of being in front of crowds; I knew that being the performer gave you a lot of control and as long as you gave the energy, the crowd would give it back. Looking back on it now, though, I wasn’t completely aware that what some people were calling me were insults. It led to my first job being a party clown.” he felt her tail grow ridgid for a moment, bringing him back to the present as she looked over her shoulder, a somewhat unbelieving expression on her face.
“You’re kidding…” she said. Pat just shook his head and moved his lathering to her ample, smooth, soft rump.
“Nope. A few joke routines and the colors of my feathers had folks constantly telling me that “I’d make a great clown.” Yeah, I didn’t see the insult there, so there I went, becoming a clown, but you know what? I did it and it worked better than I hoped. Mainly because I somehow didn’t scare kids.” he said, smiling to himself as he ran his hands down her left leg, feeling the thick muscles under the softness.
“Did you ever figure out what the trick was?” she asked as she stepped her legs apart for him.
“It’s complicated, but I didn’t use any white face paint, just enhanced blush, my feathers styled weird, and silly clothing. I also didn’t do anything weird or loud around the kids, so they didn’t have to worry about me popping up.” he reached her ankle before he turned his attention to her other leg, starting at the ankle and applying more soap.
“That’s interesting, but it isn’t explaining your heartache.” she said. This made Pat sigh.
“Well, it was during this time that I met… her. I’m… trying to forget her so forgive me if I skimp on her details, but she was a small theropod like me.” he said, closing his eyes and taking another breath. “She really liked one of my performances and stayed with me after the show to get to know me. She seemed supportive, loved what I could do, especially with children, and we didn’t live too far away from each other. We started dating and I really thought she was going to be “the one”... But, as it turned out, she had control issues. She started to get mad when I had a performance to give and it interrupted her plans. This didn’t happen just once, but several times, and I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t get that it was a job, not something just for fun.” he said, a tinge of anger in his voice as he worked up her leg, past her knee. “Intimacy steeply declined between us when this happened, though I regret being intimate with her at all since it made her last words hurt that much more…” he said, going quiet.
“Which were?” she asked, innocently.
“We had another argument after I came home from a performance. She said she had enough, it was time to call it quits, etcetera. But what hurt was that she called up a friend that she intended to move in with, and over the phone, right in front of me, she wrapped it up by saying “Yeah, I’ll be right over. I’m tired of being called The Clown Fucker.”” Pat trembled in anger for a few seconds before he sighed, at which point, Hide interjected.
“It sounds like she was the actual egotistical clown in that relationship.” That got Pat to smile.
\t“Yeah, though in a way I gotta thank that fallout. It was only after that event that I quit the clown business and went looking for a more serious job. Interestingly, the local law enforcement caught wind of me and wanted me pretty badly, mainly because one of the heads had seen my performances and how well I got along with children and felt I’d make a great officer who’d handle more small claims and do things such as visiting schools and being a friendly neighborhood officer they could talk to.” he said as his hands reached her right cheek.
\t“Well that sounds sweet. Is that how you ended up working in the park?” she asked.
\t“Well… no… I didn’t know it at the time, but despite hitting all the marks in all the tests and physical work, they changed their tune when I got my uniform. As you could surely tell, I look a lot different when I’ve got it on and I honestly scared them, and if I scared them, I’d scare the kids. In fact they were so scared of me, they stuck me in a mall as the back room security camera operator. I had that position for two solid years… made me grow a little soft in places.” he said, taking a moment to touch his own belly. “I suppose I felt I didn’t deserve any better. Thankfully I got a confidence boost from a troublemaking hadrosaur who gave me the incentive to fight for something better and… well, that lead me to meeting you.” he said, though he paused as he now noticed she had bent herself over, the large lady being surprisingly flexible and looking back at him from between her legs.
\t“And I’m rather glad to have met you. Now, I still have more spots that are tricky to reach.” she said, her tone a bit more playful as her hands gripped her cheeks, pulling them apart as her tail lifted up, exposing the whole of her loins to him. He paused a moment, both a little stunned and admiring the view before he smiled and slowly slid his soapy palms along the base of her tail, trailing down over her snug ring, giving it a couple of circling rubs with a finger before sliding down to her lovely lips. He kept his hands on the outside, feeling sticky spots where her legs met her vagina before working slightly inwards, careful not to carry too much soap with him before he leaned his hands over into the water to rinse them, then stroke her loins again, wiping away the slick suds, then doing it again until there was a gentle stick of skin on skin with only water between them. He started to step back before he was stopped by her tail curving down and pressing on his back.
\t“Hide?” he questioned.
\t“Are you going to leave without giving her a kiss?” she asked, blinking her eyes a few times in a pretty flutter. Pat just gave a soft smile in return as he leaned forward, using his fingers to spread her further before he gave the rather tense nub of her clitoris a suckling kiss, pulling back with a firm “POP” before he leaned back in, suckling, then popping off of it. Each time, her body clenched and shivered a little harder, and Pat was able to spy how her inner opening clenched and ever so slowly oozed fresh fluids each time he did so, until one more extended suckling made her quake, but unlike in the park, there was a very mature, and very sexy, throaty moan from the large lady as she shuddered and dribbled onto the shower floor, which was quickly washed away. Pat stepped back again, this time unhindered as she remained that way for a few moments before slowly righting herself, then running a hand down under her belly to stroke at herself before rinsing her hands off and turning off the water. Pat did the same to the shower head he had turned on but then returned his worried glance to Hide. Her eyes were actually on his throbbing hard shaft and she seemed she was about to reach for it as she walked up to him, but he gently grasped her wrist, holding her arm still and making eye contact with her.
\t“Hide… I still need to know… What are we?” This caused her face to soften into a somewhat sad expression, at least, until Pat continued. “And… how do you know my name?” Which prompted her to smirk.
\t“Come with me. It’s time I explain my story.” she said as she led him out of the shower room.
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\tHide led Pat out of the shower room, the air of her main room being a lot cooler and initially shocking, but pleasing since the day was an especially hot one. She turned to what seemed to be a featureless wall next to the door to said shower room before she pulled open a somewhat hidden cupboard and pulled out a pair of white towels, handing one to Pat, which he quickly draped over his head, rubbing his feathers before rubbing it along his body. Hide began in much the same way before she began speaking.
“I took your uniform and decided to give it a wash. I removed everything from your pockets, one of them being your wallet, which of course had your ID on it. That’s how I knew your name.” she said. Pat was seemingly “lost” in the sauropod sized towel before he managed to find an end and look back out, his feathers a total mess as he looked on the ground where he put his uniform before looking back at his host.
\t“Thank you. That last hour before I left my shift was torture.” he said with a small chuckle, which earned Hide a smirk as she casually wrapped her towel around her hips. Pat placed the towel over his head again, looking something like a hooded cloak before Hide beckoned him and began walking away. He followed her without question as she brought him into another room, shutting the door behind them.
This room appeared to be a bedroom of sorts; two comfy chairs sat on the right side by a wall while against the opposite wall was a very large bed which could fit three sauropods with ease and many smaller pillows atop its white covering. She motioned to one of the chairs.
“Please lay your towel over the chair and sit down.” she said. Pat was a little happy to hear her say “please” for anything and obliged, laying the large towel over the equally large chair before he sat in it, the entire thing being somewhat oversized for him and resulting in his feet not touching the floor. When he turned his attention back to Hide, he saw her having done the same, placing her towel over the other chair, but she also got an oscillating fan and set it between them, adjusting the height before turning it on, then sitting down. The air coming from it made their moist skin feel cool but it was also blowing them dry. When it moved over to him, Pat ran his fingers through his wet feathers, coaxing them to fluff up slightly before he turned his attention back to Hide, who was comfortably leaning back, sagging her legs apart.
“I’m fond of a bit of air to really get you dry, otherwise you risk putting clothing on that ends up sticking wetly to you.” she said as she casually lifted up her breasts to let the air blow under them before she looked at Pat, who was smiling slightly and still boasting a half mast boner. Yet despite that, he seemed to drop back into the topic he was interested in before.
“So, Hide… would you please tell me?” he asked, a somewhat pleading expression. She looked him in the eye with a fairly firm expression.
“You’re a Cop, Pat. You should be able to read a situation like you did earlier today.” she said. Pat was caught off guard as he blinked before she spoke again. “What do you think we are?” He was quiet for a moment before replying.
“Well we… were strangers who had sex in public and are… becoming friends?” Hide nodded and continued looking at him.
“And what did earlier today tell you?” she asked. Pat tapped his chin.
“That you were very powerful and have a firm pull of authority over someone like me.” he replied. She nodded again.
“Why is that?”
“Well… because you’re in a high position, no, top position of several companies.” he reasoned.
“And how did I get there?” A smirk was forming on her face.
“You didn’t let anyone see your weakness and you didn’t play nice…” he then opened his eyes a bit wider. “And in fact, you don’t even let your emotions out during a full romp of sex, no matter how much you enjoy it.”
“And why would that change when you came to my place?” she asked. His eyes narrowed but he wasn’t looking at her, just thinking harder.
“Because deep down, you want to share your innate kind intimacy with someone outside of your family and… seeing me in and out of uniform made you see yourself?” he said. She gave that soft smile again.
“Correct. So, now I ask you; what are we?” Pat blinked a moment at her mirroring his question back at him, then thought about it.
“We’re… We’re friends who can… share that special, vulnerable side with each other that we can’t share with anyone else…” he said, looking at the floor for a moment before meeting her face, only seeing her nod slowly.
“Correct, Officer Highclaw.” she said, smirking. “We are not a couple so much as we are friends with benefits, though the benefits are more than just sex.” she said, stretching her arms up for a moment before lowering them.
“Right… It’ll be a… little tricky…” Pat said, rubbing his now mostly dry head feathers.
“You’re thinking too hard on it.” Hide said as she stood up and stepped over to Pat before she dropped to her knees and sat before him, grabbing his knees and pushing his legs apart. “Just have fun. After all, the main thing friends do is play.” she said, smiling faintly before she dipped her head down to place a kiss to the head of his half hard shaft, making him jump in place slightly, but otherwise just grab the arms of the chair. He watched as she placed a couple more kisses along the underside before she deftly cupped the head with her tongue, aiming his shaft to point at her face before she deftly pushed her head forward, her nose and lips pressing firmly into his crotch as she effortlessly throated down his shaft. His legs flexed, but her hands kept him still as he watched her remain outwardly still, but her tongue was lashing in circles along his shaft, bathing it in a warm wetness. She tugged her head back, freeing half of him from her lips before pressing back down, smoothly bobbing her head and leaving more and more of a slick sheen on his skin as Pat huffed softly, his shaft soon reaching full mast again. She continued bobbing for a few moments, until he let out an ever so soft groan, at which point she pulled away, giving the head a brief kiss and looking at his face. He was slightly strained and blushing. His hands left the arms of the chair and he cupped her face on either side, pulling her closer to his own face. She saw him beginning to pucker his lips before she suddenly pushed his hands out of the way and placed a single finger on his nose, her expression stern.
“You’re taking this too seriously.” she said in a very firm tone. “Relax and be more casual; this is playtime.” she said as she abruptly stood up and walked away from Pat.
“I-I’m sorry…” he said, blushing darker as embarrassment hit him rather hard, his hands going to his face for a moment.
“Don’t be sorry, just remember what I told you.” she said. Pat looked up to find that she was now on the bed, laying on her right side, her legs folded together and just her butt and tail hanging off the bed. She looked over her body at him as she reached down and gave her own ass a squeeze before she pulled on it, letting him see her pink, inflamed lips and the snug star of her rump. “Now, I’ve given you an objective, your job is to attend to it. Unless this is too much for you to handle.” she said, her smirk returning.
Pat blinked a moment before a smile slowly crept across his face; play. A game. For fun. He didn’t quite see it before, but sex was often times just a game to play, a past time for both members to enjoy. Surely he could remember this, after all, her offer was more than a little tempting. He stood and approached her, starting to kneel, intending to give her moist lips some oral attention, though her tail flicked and snapped his ass, making him jump up, grabbing his rump before he looked at her, finding her smirking again.
“I didn’t get you hard to have it hang in the air. Put your soldier to work.” she stated firmly. Pat took a moment to rub his butt before he gathered what she really wanted.
“Yes Ma’am.” he said, smirking in return. The bed and her hip height was rather perfect with him standing on the floor putting his hips at just the right height to meet her own. He placed his left hand on her thigh, aiming his throbbing, glistening shaft to her lips before nudging that hot, moist hole and pressing forward, sighing as he smoothly sunk into that hot, soft grasp. He opened his eyes as he heard her let out an ever so soft throaty groan, but her face just smirked at him as his hips pressed to her own. He grasped the base of her tail with his other hand, moving his hips side to side before he drew back to the tip, then plunged neatly back into her, starting a slow, deep rhythm. The relative silence of her room left them with only the sounds of their soft groans and the wet sounds of Pat plunging into her sopping insides. He watched as she gently jostled every time he pressed into her, her toes gently flexing each time. She idly used one hand to slowly grope at a breast before she reached down and tugged on her ass, spreading herself again.
“Faster.” was all she said. Pat nodded once and squared his hips before he pulled out halfway, then thrust back in, making a firm slapping sound before drawing back only to plunge back in right away. Another deep, throaty groan came from her and Pat could feel her squeezing down on him, a fresh wave of warmth building around his shaft as wet strings of her juices formed between them when he’d pull back. That deep, mature groaning, the sight of her body bobbing from his thrusts, her toes flexing harder, and the intense warmth and snug softness of her insides made him bite his lip.
Hide looked down at Pat, watching him shift from a softer casual thrusting to a more intense pace. It helped more firmly scratch that deep itch she had. She also only had him with his hat on and his shift from that intimidating face to this much more gentle face was such a drastic turn around. That said, as he grew closer to his own climax and worked harder to please her, she watched his expression harden, his eyes narrow, his teeth bare and bite his lip… Yes, there was an intense predator in there begging for an outlet. A silent shudder ran through her as she heard him softly start to growl with each thrust, his soft belly tensing up more and more. Oh yes, he was close. She cupped her tail around behind him, making his thrusts not pull out as far and give slightly harsher pushes.
“Fill me.” she commanded. Pat glanced at her face and Hide licked her lips as he seemed to be waiting for that order as he only managed a few more powerful thrusts before he suddenly pressed deeply into her, squeezing her thigh and tail harder as he shuddered. She felt his shaft swell slightly before kicking and throbbing inside of her, soon gracing her insides with a hot, pooling warmth that grew larger with each throb. Another, deeper shudder rolled through her as she lay her head back a moment, groaning a low mature moan through her throat as that hot tingling pleasure raced through her core.
A few moments later, she raised her head back up and saw him still clinging to her thigh and tail, huffing softly as she still felt him twitching in her. She gave a devious smirk before she reached down and put her hands under his arms. He had all of a second to wonder what she was doing before she picked him up with surprising strength, pulling him out of her before she plopped him on his back on the bed.
“Hide, what- NGG!” in the time it took him to ask what was going on, Hide pounced on him, laying her chest on his legs and grabbing his wrists in her hands. She gave him a single smirk before she eyed his shaft; softening, slicked with her fluids, and still bubbling semen from the tip. She licked her lips and throated his shaft once more, making him grunt harshly as she suckled his oversensitive shaft into her maw. She pressed down, twisting her head side to side, then pulled back, suckling and swallowing around his overstimulated length. Pat shuddered harshly and writhed under her assault, his shaft throbbing hard, spurting out remnants of his climax before dry throbbing from the overstimulation. He continued to flail, but she held him still and continued to suckle and bob her head on him until he settled down with a low groan and his eyes locked onto her head. It was a few minutes more of her assault before she felt his half hard shaft growing hard once more, and once she felt it stop growing, she pulled her lips away, licking them and giving him another smirk.
“As I said, playtime.” Pat huffed for a moment before he smiled and chuckled.
“I get it.” he said, taking a deep breath. “So what now?” Hide let go of his arms and legs and rolled off of him back onto her side, resting her head on her hand.
“Up to you. I’ve been taking the lead, so why don’t you take over for our next bit of fun?” she suggested. Pat blinked a moment, somewhat dumbfounded before he realized she was right, then he thought for a moment.
“Oddly, I’d like you on your back, kinda like earlier today.” he said. She didn’t hesitate to crawl up the bed and roll onto her back, her head resting on the pillows near the head of the bed. Pat knelt at her feet, thinking for a moment. “Now I’d like you to lift up your legs. Umm, how flexible are you?” he asked simply.
“Oh, a bit.” she said in a dismissive voice as she raised her legs up before she gripped them and pulled them farther back than Pat expected, watching her place her ankles behind her shoulders before she placed her hands on her thighs. Pat was wide eyed as the large sauropod quite literally folded herself in half before him. She soon smirked again before she used her fingers on both hands to spread her lips farther, showing their combined fluids oozing out.
“I believe I’m more than ready for you.” she continued. Pat nodded, still a bit surprised, before he moved closer to her on his knees, keeping her tail between his legs. She continued to hold herself open for him as he grasped his shaft, scooping up the dribbling fluids with the head of his shaft before pressing it to her hot opening and pressing in, though he only got halfway in before her body twitched.
“OH!” she said, the first statement of surprise she’d uttered since she’d been with him. Pat held still and looked at her.
“Are you all right?” he asked. She looked back at him; the upwards curve of his shaft and normal missionary position had really worked on her plumbing when they were in the park, and in fact, it was part of the reason she wanted to see him again, but in this position, it was even more intense. Just the thought of him giving it to her in this position and what she was going to experience made her ooze more warm juices, but she replied to him with a nod.
“Yes, I just haven’t done it in this position with someone like you.” she said. “Please continue, and I don’t want you holding back. If I want to stop you I’ll stop you.” she said, her expression stern again. Pat nodded in understanding and gently stroked the backs of her hands as he shifted his hips forward, sinking the rest of the way into her and pressing his hips snugly to her own. She watched as he pulled back to just his tip, then drove back in; the head grinding her front wall so deliberately made her insides tense up and her stomach ripple. He seemed to love the slow pace, his hands trying to stroke her body and grope her wherever he could, it was very sweet and he’d make someone very happy. Whatever his ex’s problem was, she was obviously missing out. Her toes continued to clench on every press, her tail pulling up and flexing, goodness it was going to drive her mad.
“Harder…” wait, did she say that? She wasn’t sure if it was reflex or what, but Pat obeyed; gripping her wrists, he only pulled halfway out before pressing back in much harder, giving a harder grind to her front wall and slapping their hips together. Her hands let go of herself and gripped his wrists in return as she looked down at him, seeing him huffing, his head feathers disheveled as he worked his hips against her own. The thrumming and grinding of his shaft against her wall was getting to her as her soft belly was trembling more and more and her insides were steadily clamping down without letting up. Her eyes half lidded and she grit her teeth as she looked at Pat. He let go of her wrists, and as soon as he did, she reached her hands behind him and grabbed his ass, pulling him into her and holding him still as she let out a rather un-lady-like grunt as she shuddered harder than she had all day. Pat’s eyes widened as he looked down before there was a sudden loud splattering, his front getting sprayed from crotch to chest as she suddenly squirted all over him. She continued to clench and pulse around him as she breathed through her nose, calming down rather quickly as she relaxed her legs, placing them behind Pat now and sliding her hands up his back. He looked like he was about to speak before he instead groaned, giving a couple more restrictive thrusts into her still clamping insides before she felt him throbbing again, spilling another, yet weaker series of ropes into her before he leaned forward and lay across her belly.
“W-wow… That was…” Pat huffed and Hide only stroked his head with a hand, giving him a soft smile.
“Yes it was.” she said, her tone normal as ever, though there was just a hint of exhaustion in it. “I intend to play with you a lot more whenever you have free time.” she said, giving him a smirk and leaning her head closer to his.
“I think I could get used to these games. You just let me know when I’m invited.” he said, chuckling softly. Hide leaned her head closer and gave him a brief peck on the lips. Pat returned it by grasping her head with both hands and turning it into a much firmer kiss; suckling at her lips. She responded by parting her lips, joining their mouths to briefly intertwine their tongues and suckle on each other’s lips before pulling back. Hide was still wearing her smirk and Pat was sporting one as well. “Hey, if I’m going to play, I want to do some of my own ideas now and then.”
Hide finally let out a gentle chuckling laugh that jiggled Pat on her body.
-End