Time for the royal knot ;)
Alright, so get ready for some Queens Corgi pics, cuz I have two more I'm working on, this movie needs more love. The movie actually was better than I thought it would be, and I fell for Rex, he is so damn cute, and I find Charlie pretty cute too, I plan to do something with him heh heh.
But yes, I recommend watching The Queens Corgi, it's not bad and there are a few scenes that are pretty yiffy too ;)
Oh, and if you are wondering who the bitch is, this is Wanda, Rex has a crush on her in the movie, so of course I had to draw them fucking, I mean why wouldn't I do that? ;P
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Top Dog
It had been a week since the 'big fire', and Buckingham Palace still smelled of smoke and damp. In fact, to the canines that called it home, it positively reeked of the aftermath of burning. It would likely be years before the scent could be washed out of everything, if it ever was. Still, it was a palace, which was nothing to sniff at, and so those who lived there turned a blind eye (or rather nose) to the whole affair and went about enjoying the luxuries of things like feather beds and six square meals a day.
Things had been a bit disorganized after the whole... event where Rex, the Queen's Corgi, had been unceremoniously ejected from the castle, nearly killed and forced to recruit a small army of strays to reclaim his title.
Well, sort of. He'd kind of given it away right after, but that was a whole different mess that he really didn't feel like dwelling on. Especially when there were far, far more interesting things to occupy his attention. Specifically the very eager and attentive bitch before him. Of course there was a certain... issue that had arisen. Specifically when Wanda had arisen.
"Um..."
"Something wrong?"
"You... it's just that you're uh... a little high?"
Wanda snickered. She was easily twice Rex's height, him being blessed with the stubby legs of the corgi breed. She'd had to think for a few minutes about how exactly they'd go about things without utterly embarrassing the poor palace pup. She knew from experience that males liked to be top dog in all respects, and despite the shorter male swearing that he didn't care about such titles or positions, Wanda knew better.
"Am I? You're sure?"
Rex was sure; before his little outing he'd spent his days lazing in the sun, dining on creamed chicken breast and generally goofing off. Athletic did not describe him. His feats of endurance numbered exactly zero. He could, with assistance, jump up onto a low chair. If he tried he could probably leapfrog Wanda, but mounting her was a whole nother story. Pride, of course, stopped him from admitting this, no dog liked to admit physical inferiority of any sort, but things were rapidly reaching the point where he'd have to do something or admit defeat.
He was already incredibly aroused; there was only one bitch in the palace when he'd been growing up, and she'd been old when he was a puppy and taken to boot. He'd never had the chance to come to grips with being in the presence of an attractive mate and had simply fallen paws over tail for the first one he'd met. There was, of course, more to their relationship; but not that much more. They'd only known each other for three days after all. But he was sure that everything would work out fine once he got to know her better... IF he could given the slight height problem...
"You uh... wouldn't mind perhaps... just kneeling maybe a fraction?"
"I would, as a matter of fact. If you want me to get a little lower then you're gonna have to bring me to my knees by yourself."
Wanda looked over her shoulder, mischief sparkling in her eyes as she slowly swayed her hips, her tail swishing languorously from side-to-side before very unsubtly twitching to the right, exposing her needy sex.
"I will? Oh. Um... how would I..."
The sultry look on Wanda's face was replaced by astonishment, then annoyance. She'd forgotten how... inexperienced her partner was. He had a silver tongue, or at least liked to think he had, but it really was a blessing that at least one of them wasn't a virgin. She sighed and backed up, slowly backing the corgi male further and further until he was up against a wall. Another step put her broad hindquarters in very, very close proximity to his face.
"Um... Wanda... I'm a little..."
"Look, you have a silver tongue, right? So why don't you use it?"
"Aah. Well um... if you want me to kiss yours paws you may have to-"
"I was thinking a little higher, Romeo."
"Your leg? Or tail? I. Oh. OH. Um..."
"What?"
"That... that's your..."
"Yes it is, what's the problem?"
"You want me to stick my tongue in..."
"You want to stick something else in, right? What's the difference?"
"Right. Right. It's just-"
Wanda sighed, much louder this time, and backed up just a little more, enough to bury Rex's muzzle into her fur. There was a lot she was going to have to teach him if this was going to work. Fortunately he seemed to get the message, or some message at least, and didn't protest any further, actually making contact with the bitch's needy spade, making her twitch.
"Nnnf! Right."
Rex was evidently having a little trouble; from what the larger dog could tell, he was attempting to kiss her back there, the contact hesitant, unsure and awkward. She had to nudge things along a little by pressing her backside against him, forcing his pointed muzzle a little more deeply between her soft folds. Slowly bu surely he seemed to get more used to the idea of what he was doing, making out with her rear with increasing passion if not skill.
"Good boy, keep it up..."
Rex's mind was spinning. He was getting very definite flashbacks of the second bitch he'd met in his life, one who had been very, very forward. He hadn't expected such behavior from Wanda, welcome though it was, but he was still having a hard time believing that people did... whatever it was he was doing now.
Certainly he knew what sex was, he'd walked in on Nelson and his wife more than once and so knew the basic mechanics of the act, but the two had hardly been the most... inventive couple and as such his basic understanding was his complete understanding. The idea of getting or giving pleasure in such an... unusual fashion had been completely inconceivable to him until just that moment. And yet, at the same time, it had a strangely attractive allure to it. As the diminutive canine continued to sniff and lap away at his partner he couldn't help but feel incredibly aroused.
This too wasn't something totally alien to him, he'd had dreams and fantasies before, though they'd been severely limited by inexperience, and ever since Wanda had arrived on the scene he'd been very well aware of how she made him twitch just by looking at him, how her scent seemed to start a fire in the pit of his stomach.
But now, now she was closer to him than she'd ever been, his muzzle was buried deeply in the source, the very source of that powerful, heady scent. It felt like every breath was sending white hot shocks down his spine to bury themselves at the base of his tail, making him almost painfully erect in seconds, keeping him throbbing eagerly with every movement. He'd been eager before, but now he was growing desperate, hungry. His embarrassment, awkwardness and shame was quickly evaporating like a snowflake under a blowtorch as his movements and actions grew ever more fervent.
It was only a matter of a minute or two before he was lapping hungrily at Wanda's wet folds, pressing his tongue in deep between them without the slightest bit of prompting. Her juices stained his muzzle, wetting the fur on his face as they mixed with his saliva in a surprisingly unbecoming mess that the corgi ignored completely. Though his movements were uncoordinated and inexperienced, his enthusiasm and energy won out and it wasn't long after that the bitch's legs did indeed start to quiver and grow weak at the knees.
Eventually Wanda pulled back, panting as heavily as Rex was, looking pleased and impressed. The little display had served to rile her up plenty and she had no qualms at all in sitting down almost obediently, placing herself at a height more easily enjoyed by someone of the corgi persuasion.
"Not... not bad at all, you remind me of a squirrel I met once. Whoo.... I have to admit, this is the first time I've done this lying down. Or sitting down at any rate."
"The first time you've done it?"
"No I... nevermind."
The larger canine couldn't help but look back over her shoulder as her excitable partner practically pounced on her, falling over himself to get into position. She felt the pointed tip of his length probing her, rubbing and grinding against her slick vulva in a fruitless search for a target to strike. Wanda smiled, able to look up at her mate for once as his paws scrabbled through her fur. He'd get it eventually, time and instinct would see to that, but until then it was positively adorable to see him try. Plus, he seemed to be getting a lot of enjoyment out of the whole affair as well, if the blissed-out look on his face was to be believed. Finally he struck home, and she felt his entire body tense and shiver as his length thrust inside her for the first time. She saw Rex grin, panting heavily.
"I just love being top dog!"