Leon felt out of place the moment he and his date walked in. Marble tile, huge arched ceilings with crystal chandeliers, and odd spiraling staircases made the motel look like a museum. Nahir grasped his paw and lead them both up to the counter. Honestly, he felt a little ashamed. She had put on an amazing little black dress and stilleto heels, along with a full face of makeup and hair done up in a bun. He, on the other hand, was wearing a polo and dress pants. He felt like a total dweeb compared to her.
"Can I get the name for your room, miss?" the suave looking coyote receptionist asked.
"Nahir Kazemi." The coyote squinted. Nahir sighed in annoyance and spelled out her name while the coyote sheepishly typed it out.
"Ah, there you are, miss." Leon couldn't help but notice the receptionist didn't even attempt to call her by her actual name. Just "Miss". 
"Your room is in the penthouse suite, on floor fifty. Would you like us to bring up your luggage?" the coyote adjusted his tie nervously as he spoke. 
"No thanks," Nahir said with a slight smile. "We're only here for the night."
"Excellent. Please give us a call if you'd like room service. We also have a special on champagne-"
"I'll look over your menu once we're settled," Nahir replied brusquely. He nodded, and then looked at Leon - but only for a brief moment, as if Leon wasn't worth looking at much longer. Nahir nudged Leon's shoulder and muttered "alright, let's go". The odd pair continued to the elevator.

Leon stopped dead in his tracks as they opened up the room. It was huge - one giant bed, a big bathroom to the side with a hot tub included, a giant flatscreen TV and... Nahir opened the blinds. A full length window with an incredible view of the city skyline made Leon [i]almost[/i] bleat with delight out loud. Nahir grinned and ruffled his hair. 
"How bout it!" she said. "We're really living it up in here." 
"It's so [i]faahhnncy[/i]," Leon said with the most obnoxious pronounciation possible. She snort-giggled. 
"Ooh, he mentioned a champagne special right?" Nahir asked, picking up a menu from the bedside table.
"I don't think I've even had champagne before," said Leon, swaying his hooves back and forth on the side of the bed. He couldn't help it. He felt like a kid on Christmas morning. 
"You didn't at the holiday party- oh right," Nahir mumbled. "You weren't there."
"Yeah," he said with a deep sigh. "Like, I don't mind spending the holiday with my family-" Nahir shushed him by grabbing his snout and holding it shut. 
"What did I tell you about bringing up your family?" she asked.
"Mm!" he responded. He stuck his tongue out a little and she sighed and shook her head, but her smile betrayed her amusement.
"Fair enough," she said. "Let's get this party started, shall we?"

The scene took time to set up. Dimmed lights, a popped bottle of champagne, and the clothes Leon had been wearing now tossed to the floor - each and every little thing felt surreal. Leon laid back on the soft satin sheets. The cuffs on his wrist were linked together, and tied tight to the headboard. His mouth was stuffed with a ball gag, and drool rolled down his cheek. He was completely nude - aside from the thigh high black socks Nahir had bought him earlier that day in the mall. He breathed slowly and steadily as his eyes tracked Nahir. The dragoness moved about the room like something ethereal. She hummed softly to the music she'd put on and took her time getting dressed for the occasion. 
"You look so cute in those socks," she said softly to him as she stood by the bed. She was slow and deliberate as she slid off her shirt, running her hands over her small, perky breasts and scaled tummy. She giggled as he squirmed.
"Saw your dick twitch at that," she said softly. "Someone's [i]desperate[/i], aren't they?" He whined louder and lifted his hips, tail flicking eagerly. She ran her clawed hand across his thigh and licked her lips. 
"Look at you," she purred, absently starting to touch herself through her lacy black panties. "Already dripping wet..." He whined louder. She leaned in close and kissed his neck while rubbing his thigh. He grunted softly and tried to push his hips against her hand just to feel it slip between his legs. Her warm breath against his neck and her sharp teeth grazing his neck had him squirming with a deeper sense of urgency. 
"Leon," she murmured. He stopped, nostrils flaring, breathing hard through his nose. 
"I'm taking the ball gag off," she whispered against his ear. "I wanna hear you scream for me." He groaned and shuddered. As she shifted to remove the ball gag, he couldn't help but notice she was pretty clearly turned on. Just from kissing him a little, too. [i]I don't think it's just me[/i], he thought as the gag slipped from his mouth.

Before he could even speak, her muzzle was firmly pressed to his, her forked tongue sliding into his mouth. He moaned into the kiss. As she moved away, she gazed into his eyes. Her gorgeous green eyes were so inviting, so captivating...He was so obsessed with her eyes he didn't even notice her carefully sliding between his legs. At least, not until her claw brushed against him.
"Ah!" he yelped out. 
"Cute," she said, kissing his cheek. "How about [i]this[/i]?" She placed a finger on either side of his throbbing Tdick.
"Oh, fuck," he said, voice barely above a whisper. He twitched helplessly between her fingers.
"You're, uh, way bigger than last time we messed around," Nahir said with an awkward little laugh. "How long have you been on T now?"
"Uhm, fuck," he bit his lip as she gently squeezed his cock between her claws. "Uh....Two years?" She leaned against him as she began to slowly stroke his cock between her fingers. He instantly shoved his hips up, desperately attempting to fuck her fingers. She reached down and began stroking herself while she touched him. The tip of her tapered cock oozed pre through her panties. He moved his hips faster, drooling as he imagined the taste of her against the tip of his tongue. He pulled against the cuffs, grunting and humping against her hand mindlessly. She suddenly stopped, and his entire body shuddered and curled up. She propped herself up on her knees in front of his face, her cock flexing tantalizingly close to his mouth. He whined. She grabbed him by the muzzle - but not gently this time. She held his mouth shut tightly with one hand, while pulling her panties down with the other. Her pink, pointed cock slid out, leaving a trail of pre across her thigh. He stared at it; he couldn't help it. 
"You want this, right?" Her voice was firm and commanding. "You [i]need[/i] it." She let go of his muzzle and he opened his mouth wide, his little tail flipping around wildly. She smiled. It was a slow, sadistic smile.
"Remember what you mentioned before, sweetheart? Not 'Nahir' tonight. Not 'Ma'am'. Tell me what you told me when you were cumming on the phone for me." He inhaled sharply. [i]Oh my god she remembers that? I was so high, I was way too fucking horny...[/i] Apparently his hesitation wasn't appreciated. She grabbed him roughly by the antler, making him yelp again. 
"Say it," she hissed, her eyes suddenly much closer. He'd never seen her so intense before. He slowly, shakily exhaled. 
"Y-yes, Mommy," he whispered. The look in her eyes when he finally said it was like he'd just unlocked something he wasn't sure he should have.
"Good boy," she said. She let go of his antler and held his cheeks with both hands, leaning in and pushing her tongue [i]deep[/i] into mouth. Her prehensile tongue sank all the way into the back of his mouth, then slid down his throat. He let out a panicked "mph!" as he deepthroated her tongue, his throat bulging out as she moved her head sideways to push it down even deeper. He spasmed and started to gag, his legs flailing as he tried to take her as best he could - but finally gagging loud enough she slid her tongue out all at once. He coughed and drool dripped from their "kiss" onto his claws. Her hands were covered in his drool as she ran them over his snout and kissed his nose. He could feel her pre dripping onto his stomach and thigh. 
"Nah- I. Ha.. I mean, Mommy?" he whimpered out. 
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"I want that, but with-," he faltered, panting softly. 
"Say it," she growled. "Good boys should spell out [i]exactly[/i] what they need." His brain was completely frazzled. He couldn't think. But he knew what he needed. 
"I need your cock, Mommy," his voice quivered. "I need it. Please."
"In your throat?" she asked, running the tips of her claws against his cheek absently. 
"I need to choke on it," he said. She smiled, and positioned herself accordingly.

The tip of Nahir's pink semi-prehensile cock rested against his lips. She gazed down at him, cheeks flushed as she teased him. He begged gently, a soft "ahh!" as he opened his mouth. Her head fell to the side, and she sighed dreamily. She pushed her thumbs into either side of his muzzle to widen his open maw before slowly sliding herself inside his mouth, the tapered tip sliding across his tongue, exploring the inside of his mouth with deliberate motion. 
"Fuck," she muttered. "I forgot how good your mouth feels." He closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of her cock creeping over his tongue, slowly making its way to the back of his mouth. The taste of her pre had him drooling even more than usual, especially as she sank in deeper and deeper, her cock getting wider and wider from tip to base.
"Leon," her voice was trembling. He opened his eyes and looked up to hers. Her thighs were trembling a lot. 
"I'm sorry," she whispered, gazing into his eyes. Before he could process what she meant, the entire lenth of her cock was suddenly penetrating the back of his throat, stretching at least [i]one[/i] hole to its absolute limit. She roughly grabbed his antlers like handlebars, guiding herself down the natural curve of his throat with a desperate moan. 
"Please," she moaned to him as her hips bucked and completely filled his throat with her cock. He could only meekly clench his hands into fists as she fucked his throat like a fleshlight. He just tried his best to focus on breathing through his nose, but it felt like she had honestly moved beyond the point of gagging. She moaned and humped him hard, her belly pressing up to his nose with each deep thrust.
"I can't-" she gasped, her entire body shaking, "I can't hold it in." She was was moving by pure instinct at that point, having no regard for his body as anything more than a sex toy. Leon's eyes rolled back into his head and his cock flexed and ached like it never had before. 
"I'm [i]right[/i] fucking there," she moaned out, voice deepening suddenly. "Take it." For a moment, he was completely lost in thought about how she'd never let her voice slip like that before. He was special. He...[i]oh, fuck[/i]. Cum flooded his throat. He choked, but she didn't pull out. 
"Not yet," she growled urgently to him. His leg kicked out as gagged and choked on her, his chest moving up and down frantically as she kept a tight grip on his antlers, breathing hard through her teeth. His panicked little "mm!" seemed to finally get her attention. His sinuses were burning as she finally pulled out, letting go of his antlers to tightly grip her cock instead. He coughed and sputtered, tears rolling down his face and cum dripping out of his nose. 
"I'm sorry," she said meekly, "I couldn't help it. It felt so fucking good, I'm so-"
"M-mommy," he sputtered out between coughs. "Holy shit. Oh my [i]god[/i] I. I think I fucking came from that?"
"You did?" her eyes widened, and shifted to looking between his legs. She literally [i]squealed[/i]. "Oh my god you totally did, look how much you came all over yourself...oh my god your thighs are a fucking mess oh my god you got it on the fucking socks-"
"Nahir?" he asked softly. She managed to contain herself and began to quickly unfasten his cuffs. 
"Sorry," she said, "Just...holy shit, babe." He grinned.
"Fucking, right? Oh my god." As she freed his hands, they immediately wrapped their arms around each other, laughing and squeezing each other tightly. He burped. It tasted like cum, and that just made him laugh harder.
"I love you, Leon," she said as they basked in the afterglow, breathless and nestled closely.
"I love you, Mommy... But my throat hurts [i]so fucking bad[/i] right now." 
"You're a big boy," she said, gently kissing him on the lips. "You'll survive."