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And here is Commission #2! Not a bad start, I don't think! This piece was concieved as a flat rate $75 commission, between 5k an 10k words, ended up over 9k.
In this tale, Anrax is returning from a tour of duty and is pleasantly surprised to see that his long time friend with benefits and potential lover is waiting for him, naked and eager to please him upon his return!
A lot more affection and cuteness in this one than I'm used to doing, but still a pleasant tale! Please enjoy!
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She Who Waits For Him
\t“How much longer until we're there?” Anrax asked as he sat in the back of the cab. It was taking him far longer to return home than he'd anticipated due to some construction on one of the main roads of his home town. After asking, he immediately felt a touch of remorse for being demanding, so he apologized or his impatience. “Sorry, I know you don't know; construction can slow things down and it's not your responsibility to know the congestion of the traffic in the detour.”
\tThe cab driver, a short haired feline male, laughed. “It's fine, sir. I understand how it can be. Long tour of duty, finally coming home and all you want is the warmth and comfort of your bed. Anything that gets in the way of that goal is a veritable nightmare. You don't have to apologize. Besides, based on what our grid says, I would guess twenty five minutes or so. That's my bet. Hold tight in there and I'll get you home, sir.” He offered a bit of a salute and a nod before grabbing the wheel in preparation for when the traffic would start moving again.
\tAnrax nodded and smiled, trying his best to be patient. After two years abroad, he was used to rigid planning and consummate discipline so having things out of his control could be a touch maddening. His estimated time of arrival while in the military was often predicted to within the minute no matter what happened, and his life was bound by strict scheduling from the time he woke to the time he laid down to bed and everything in between most of the time, thus making his life revolve around the order and control of his superiors. He was happy to pry himself away from all that since he liked being his own person, but scheduling discipline was a tough habit to shake it he knew it would take a few days for him to get used to not having to strictly adhere to scheduling or plans.
\tOn the rest of the drive to his apartment as a way to keep his mind occupied, he found himself resting on his balled up fist as he looked out the window, thinking about all the people he wanted to hang out with now that he was home for a full year. He had family he was obligated to visit, friends he wanted to share a drink with, and even a few potential partners with whom to have some fun if it came to that. Of all of these people, the one that came to his mind first was Sachiko, a dragoness from even farther up north than he lived with whom he had quite the history, since she was the one person that seemed to be able to pry him farthest from the rigors of the military while still being the one and only person he was happy to obey aside from his commanding officers.
\tIn all their time knowing each other, including the many years they'd been friends before his time in the military, they had been quite close. They partied, they cuddled, they hung out, played videogames, and they watched movies at home as any friends would, while also going out on dinner dates, occasionally got intimate with one another if the time was right, and basically did everything a couple would, except they were never a couple. Close friends with benefits, but never a couple.
\tSure, they both had a desire for one another and would have happily dated officially, but various factors got on the way of a potential relationship. First, there was Anrax's family, a group of stringent traditionalists who would not approve of an inter-species relationship given that Anrax was anthro and Sachiko was a dragoness. Beyond that, Anrax was in the military and that puts a strain on all but the strongest relationships; being away for years at a time was not a good way to foster love. Sure, absence could make the heart grow fonder, but it could also drive a wedge between them.
\tAs an honorable man who both respected his family and friends, he couldn't bring himself to put anyone through the pain of seeing them together and never making it official. He couldn't disrespect his father and mother or their parents before them, he couldn't imagine hurting Sachiko, and he didn't want to be 'that guy' who stole Sach from the other guys while he was away. She deserved love, she deserved affection, she deserved unwavering adoration, and with him being gone so long and so frequently, he couldn't bare to put her through that.
\tStill, he knew he would love to meet with her at some point when he came back, so much so that he was subconsciously planning his very first excursion once he was done unpacking. Whether they were compatible or not, he wanted nothing more to be held in her arms, squeezed from behind as her tail wrapped around their ankles, and nuzzled cheek to cheek like only a dragoness could. Nobody made him as weak as she, as he had quite the soft spot for bigger women. Perhaps that was why he was attracted to her in the first place, she towered over him by a full head and he was not exactly a small man. At 6'3”, he was already taller than most other people yet she towered over him at 7'2”. In an odd way, this made him feel even more comfortable around her, allowing him to offer himself to her.
\tAs the cab continued to drive him home, he started to daydream about what it would be like when he met her again, how her lovely voice would make his heart flutter and knees weak. Since she was a professional singer who had utmost control over her voice, even her whispers sounded like poetry to his ears. Given her profession, she consciously strived to be quiet and reserved while chatting with friends to save her voice for work, so she often spoke with a dainty, soft spoken, and angelic voice that seemed an unnatural fit to someone of her size and form.
\t“Alright kid, we're here.” The cab driver said. “You need help with your bags?”
\tAnrax shook himself from his daydream, returning to the real world. “Oh, sorry. No thanks. I'm a pretty big guy and the elevator takes me most of the way there. What do I owe you?” He reached back into his wallet to grab some cash.
\t“Nothing. Government pays me well for military fares, so you don't owe me a thing. Just keep protecting the country so I can continue to enjoy my job, and we're square. Deal?” He reached back with a balled fist, hoping for a bump of solidarity.
\tAfter putting his wallet back, Anrax bumped back and smiled. “Thanks so much for that. Just pop the trunk and I'll be off.”
\t“Aye.” He reached below his steering wheel and pressed a button, the trunk popping with a lurch and click. “You sure you don't want some help? I mean, from what I see you don't need it but I can help if you'd like an extra set of paws.” He said, referring to Anrax's well toned body and muscled shoulders.
\tHe smiled warmly. “I greatly appreciate the offer, but I've got this. You have a wonderful day, and thanks for the ride.” Anrax stepped out of the car and headed back to the trunk, grabbing his rucksack and suitcase, both of which were huge. He had no problems carrying them, as his years of training kept him strong and with high endurance.
\tThere he stood, with a sack on his back and a suitcase in his hand, looking up at the modern apartment that he called his home. To his mind, it would make the most sense if his roommate had some food ready for him since he knew that Anrax was coming home today. If not, then he would treat himself to eating out, as the trip was long and he could really use the relaxation above all else and couldn't be bothered to cook for himself.
\tAfter lugging his stuff to the elevator, he found himself leaning against the wall due to light fatigue, his arm pressing a few extra buttons so that the elevator would make extra stops. When he saw this he laughed a bit, as all but one of the floors were higher up on the apartment than his so he wouldn't have to deal with the intermittent stop-start of the elevator. The highest floors were mostly dragon and gryphon lofts, up that high by design but also quite expensive; everyone knew dragons and gryphons could afford it. Eventually, the door opened on his floor and he stepped out into the hallway, practically dragging his suitcase behind him as his last bit of energy was sapped from his body.
\tUpon approaching his door he found he couldn't smell anything coming from his apartment, and that made him a little disappointed. That meant that his roommate either didn't make anything or didn't care. Maybe he forgot altogether?
\tThose last few steps had his heart racing dreading a surprise party as he reached for his door handle, eager to see what awaited him at the other side while silently hoping for nothing at all. It shouldn't have been a big deal, as this was his apartment and this was his friend that he lived with, but it was always a big deal when he came back after even just a few weeks gone so the chances of a surprise party were high. Even if there was no party, things change, the layout of the room changes, people change, and change can be off-putting at first because having his own home out of his complete control was something of a source of frustration for a man so used to discipline and order.
\tBefore he walked in, he smiled and called out, “If anyone is home, I'm coming in! If you're naked, please get dressed so I don't gotta see that!” It wasn't unlike him to make jokes at his roommate's expense. Given that he was gone much of the time, there was always the chance that he had a friend over for some fun, which was equally as likely as a party. When no response came and he heard no shuffling coming from within, he grabbed his key, unlocked the door, and walked right in.
\tHome. He was finally home. If nothing else, the light smell of nothingness aside from the faint remnants of incense from his roommate was a lovely reminder that his stresses could go up in smoke.
\tOn one side was his closet and his first bathroom along the right wall, while the apartment mostly consisted of the living room, dining room, and kitchen in one open area with the bedrooms and the full bathroom past the wall and hall that way. Nobody seemed to be around, but the place was clean and that was certainly a step up from what he expected. The couch was clean, there was no garbage on the coffee table, the dishes were all done and put away, and he was shocked to see upon preparing to undo his boots that even the closet was properly cleaned and organized.
\tThough he was happy to see how well organized the place was, he was beginning to worry it was a precursor to bad news or some unpleasant revelation. The apartment was empty so he was certain there was no party happening, but that meant that something was wrong, as this was uncharacteristic of his roommate.
\tHe could have gone right to his room and flopped down for a nap, but instead he tossed his rucksack over the back of the couch and the suitcase next to the end of it nestled in between couch and end table. Eager to get out of his boots, he untied them and kicked them off to the side, letting them slam into the back wall before landing on the neatly piled stacks of shoes; he hated disorder, but he needed to relax for a bit and knew he'd clean up after himself later. Nobody would be upset that a military man coming back from a rigorous and long-lasting training mission couldn't be bothered to neatly line up his boots upon his return; he lived his life by discipline and order, when he was at home he could kick his feet up and relax a bit.
\tHe also tossed his military fatigues over the couch as well, letting his shirt and pants drape over the back rest leaving him in his boxers and socks only. In his own mind, Anrax was freeing himself from the other half of his life one garment at a time and there were few things as liberating.
\tHowever, that's when he turned to the kitchen to see something he hadn't seen before: a tiny note propped up and folded that said 'read me' on the side that faced him. That was a little peculiar and his mind returned to a place wherein he was worried that the clean state of the house was a precursor to bad news, and for a few moments he dreaded picking up the note to peruse its contents. It read:
\t“Hey bro, long time no see. Look, I know you've been gone a long time and you probably want to chill with me and a few others, but I found something I think you'd like even more than a party: solitude. So I cleaned the place for you and got you a bit of a gift. It's not much, but we figured it'd be the best welcome home you could get. Can't wait to see you again, have fun!”
\tAnrax squinted a bit and gently placed the note back on the counter as he rolled his eyes. He wasn't sure how to respond to that or what to think, but he figured he might as well go ahead and check out his room, since the gift could be anything from a plate of cookies to that surprise party he was secretly dreading. His roommate could have gone either way with his misdirection.
\tStill wearing only his boxers and socks, he grabbed his luggage and made his way down the hall past both the bathroom door and his roommate's to get to the end, where his room filled out the entire other end of the apartment. The door was closed, so he set down the suitcase and grabbed the handle, hearing the sound of scuttling inside as he did so. “That rat bastard.” He said to himself under his breath. “Did a surprise party after all. Well, they're about to get quite the show.” He then cranked the door handle and stepped into the dark room, expecting a chorus of people shouting 'surprise'.
\tBut that's not what he got. Instead, he caught only the sight of a small square of light coming from a laptop that was on his bed, illuminating the sultry form of a lithe, pale white furred dragoness laying on her belly to watch videos. She lifted her tail up and slowly turned back to look at him, feet up in the air and tongue sticking out. “Heya Anny.” Sachiko said to him with the gentle chirp of a dragon. “Welcome home.”
\tHe dropped his rucksack from his back immediately and simply blinked in disbelief, the slightest bulge forming in his boxers as he saw his fantasy come to life before him. It was as if someone was reading his thoughts and had prepared this for him on his car ride home. He didn't make a habit of thinking about Sachiko most days, but he couldn't get her out of his thoughts and now he had her spread out on his bed before him, naked as the day she hatched with a warm grin upon her face and a light glow illuminating her form. It was almost too much and he was temporarily frozen out of confusion. “H-hey Sach. Uh, what are you doing here?” He asked without blinking.
\tSachiko clicked a few buttons on the computer to stop the video before closing the laptop and rolling onto her back, propped up on her elbows. Her pose gave him a perfect view of every part of her from the perfectly shaped breasts to the subtlety of the well hidden slit partially covered by the fine fur of her loins. “Well, I knew you were coming home from your training thing, and I couldn't stand to be away from you any longer.” She shifted in place to widen her stance a bit, parting her legs as her tail flopped over the edge of the bed. “I hope you don't mind.”
\tAnrax took in a long, deep breath as he looked up and down her soft-furred body, completely awestruck and dumbfounded by her presence. This was not even a plausibility in his mind mere moments before, and now he was presented with a dream come true and he was acting too bashful to do anything about it. After what seemed like an eternity of awkward silence filled with him struggling to keep eye contact and playing with his fingers, he eventually managed to spit out, “N-no, I don't mind at all, I just, you know why we can't just...yeah.” He ran his hand over his hair and cocked a half smile.
\t“Aw, that's too bad.” Sachiko mused as she bounced forward off the end of the bed. When she stood up straight in front of him, she towered a full head above him with his face right at her breast level, her voice a melodic whisper. “Because I'd love to properly enjoy your company. I convinced your roommate to let me stay, to leave his own apartment, and trust me alone waiting for you and it would be a shame to waste all that.” She reached out and pulled him into a hug, the faintest song of chirping emanating from deep within her chest as she pressed his head between her breasts. “I've missed you.”
\tHe resisted a bit at first – not from shame, but from unease – before relaxing and melting into her breasts, his cheeks pressed up against the softly furred mounds and nuzzling into the fluffy tuft resting atop them both. His eyes closed as he embraced her, his muscles relaxing and resting against the arms she held around him. “I've missed you too, Sach. I was thinking about you the whole trip home.” He confessed, squeezing her tight. Her massive size compared to him was comforting, protective in a way that nothing else could hope to be. Not to him.
\tShe gave another tight squeeze before grabbing and smacking his ass cheeks. “Come on, don't be so bashful Anny. It's just you and I, nobody needs to know what we're going to do to each other.” She held him at arm's length and winked at him. “Or at least what you're going to do to me. Come on.” She grabbed him by the hand and dragged him out of his room, taking him down the hallway and back to the kitchen, where she spun him around and made him sit at the dining room table.
\t“What have you got in mind, Sach?” He asked, cocking his head to the side. “I mean, I trust you and all, but I'm really not so sure we should be, you know....” He pantomimed a finger going into a loop of his opposite forefinger and thumb. “If anyone found out my parents would be so very disappointed.” In truth he found himself caring less and less, but the cuteness of the facade got her every time.
\tSachiko turned and leaned in close, so close that her tongue was nearly touching his nose as both her hands gripped at his upper thighs. “Let them find out. I'm sure they think you sneak off and fuck every dragon you see with the way they're so against it.” She used her thumbs to rub at his bulge, glancing at his loins as she peeled his boxers down to expose his member. “You should do what makes you happy, and clearly I make you happy. So let's have a meal and then you can eat out for dessert if you're still hungry for dragon flesh.” She winked and kissed him on the cheek before turning around and opening the drawer that had a white and blue apron meant to match her colors.
\tAnrax couldn't help but just stare, smiling broadly as he got a good view of that shapely rump and tail of hers, constantly curious and eager to reach out and touch her but too bashful to actually do so. He wanted to feel the warmth of her body and the tickle of her fur on his, but instead was left sitting on a chair with his cock tip poking out against his belly and a bead of juicy precum trickling down the underside. Bashful or not, he was getting quite the show, so he leaned over onto the table, resting his head on his hand as he watched with a grin.
\t“So I was thinking I'd make you my specialty: Gnocchi with a special red pepper sauce. Sound good?” She opened the fridge and bent over as far as she could while raising her tail to give him a good look at her moist folds as she reached for the peppers. He only nodded, but she didn't hear him so she glanced back with a grin. “I'm sorry, what was that?”
\t“Yeah! Sounds good Sach! It's been too long since I had a quality home cooked meal; I was gonna eat out if I didn't get something cooked for me, but I guess you've got that covered.” He couldn't help but grin at the joke.
\tSachiko smiled and turned to him, ingredients in her arm. “Who says you're not still eating out? I hear dragons are quite tasty this time of year.” She chirped with a devious grin.
\tHis cheeks flushed and he gulped. “I hadn't thought of that.” The thought of Sachiko's loins wet with arousal drew his cock from his boxers a little bit more, forcing him to shift in place and pull them up a bit to cover all of his inches. “So, uh, when will dinner be ready?”
\tShe swooshed her tail back and forth, swaying her hips as she chopped the peppers and peeled the potatoes for gnocchi. “Well, that'll take about two or three hours to start; prep takes a while and I gotta make the sauce from scratch just for you. Don't worry, I'll be sure to share an appetizer with you while you wait.” Her tail curled up, its fuzzy tip caressing his inner thigh to pat at his bulging boxers. “Or maybe I'll keep it all for myself, stud.”
\tAnrax's mind was racing with a dozen possibilities at that moment, wondering if he should make a move. He knew fully well that she would be okay with it, since she was flirting with him so aggressively, but he also knew he probably shouldn't jump to any conclusions. She had teased him before knowing they couldn't do anything publicly, and he was a gentleman who didn't like just grabbing anyone even if they were so obvious about wanting it. Perhaps it was his life as a military man that trained him to ask permission before doing pretty much anything, or perhaps he was just a gentleman who liked it when his partners took control, but no matter the reason he wasn't comfortable just reaching out and grabbing at her haunches.
\tHe really wanted to, though. Nothing would please him more than to sidle up behind her, grab those cheeks with both hands, and grind up against her until he felt his cock slip into her. He wanted that, he knew he could do that, but didn't have it in him to take the initiative and make that move, not with her. When at home and not under command of an officer he was usually the kind to take what he wanted, but not with her.
\t“So, the first and most important thing when making a red pepper sauce is to sautee the peppers in the finest herbs and ingredients. High heat, oil, garlic, shallots, some sugar, and the finely diced peppers go in first. Once the flavor is extracted, we can add some vegetable broth for volume and added flavor. Once that's simmering and reducing, we blend it up to make it thick with a bit of sugar. The flavors will be delicious, and to make it better, I am going to add a dab of roasted red pepper sauce. Would you like that?” As she spoke, her back was turned to Anrax and she was swaying her hips, tail swishing out behind her in a hypnotic rhythm.
\tHer movements were so entrancing that Anrax barely even registered that she'd asked him a question. After a moment of staring at her shapely thighs, he shook his head and laughed at himself. “Uh, what?”
\tShe stopped moving to glance back over her shoulder, tongue out to tease him. “Oh dear, are you a little distracted? That's okay, I'll have to make my words a bit more clear.” She tossed in the first batch of ingredients with a satisfying sizzle before flipping the pan to soak and mix them all. Satisfied, she turned and leaned against the counter, slowly tugging on her apron to expose the dark colored flesh of her slit. “Are you getting hungry, Anny? Do you need something to munch on while I make you dinner?” While she was tugging on her apron, she extended one finger to between her legs, lightly dabbing at her lips to peel away a gooey strand of her arousal. “I'm happy to be your appetizer.”
\tOffering only a light grunt and a gulp, Anrax looked around the room, surveying everything just to make sure nobody was watching; someone could still be in the shadows waiting to surprise him with a dreaded party. He didn't mistrust her, but it was second nature when wanking could only be done when the others in his barracks were asleep. “I'm feeling a little peckish, yeah.”
\tShe turned back around and bent over the counter with her tail lightly raised as she started chopping up more ingredients, this time the onions since she'd already put in the peppers. “Well, you're a big boy now, if you want something you should really come get it.” Her voice remained soft and sultry as she kept her gaze focused on the sharp knife, making her words somewhat hard to hear yet inexplicably still seductive to him.
\tDespite being quiet, Anrax could still hear her well enough and didn't need a much more clear invitation to make a move. While being careful to manage the bulge in his boxers and the tip of his cock poking up past the waist band, he got to his feet and stepped up to her, lightly pushing her tail to the side as he wrapped his arms around her waist and locked his fingers together over her belly. He leaned in close to her back, nuzzling into the fur that lined her spine to enjoy the softness and warmth of her while only reaching the end of her shoulder instead of the back of her neck like he would have enjoyed.
\tAlmost instantly, her tail curled and wrapped around his waist, pulling him in close and forcing the tip of his member to lightly prod between her thighs. At the same time, she grabbed his hand and lifted it up, placing it on her breast under the apron. “You're so cute, Anny. So dedicated to being a gentleman you won't even grab me when I ask for it.”
\tAnrax took this gentle joke to heart and bucked his hips into her while lightly massaging her breast, the motion peeling his boxers back and down to expose every inch of his throbbing member. “Is that more like it?” He asked, nibbling on her shoulder as he did so.
\tShe purred back and dipped her lower spine, pushing her rump out into him as she kept working at the food. “Much better. Don't be so bashful, hun, until morning I'm yours; you've earned it and I've wanted you for years.” The last bit was especially quiet, but it was still audible.
\tThat reaffirmation made Anrax squeeze her even tighter, pulling her in so that their hips were as close as they could get, both of his hands exploring her belly, breasts, and the rest of her torso while he lightly kissed at her shoulder and neck. Eventually, after a moment of impassioned caresses, he slipped one of his hands around her hips and under the apron to prod at the fur of her mound to find her slit, lightly teasing at her clit as he did so, giving her a gentle rub as his cock tip prodded under her tail.
\tWhile still diligently working on the red pepper sauce, Sachiko shifted her pose and lightly bent her knees to part her legs, lowering her body to be closer to his height. She kept focus on the food, but reacted to his every bite with a gentle chirp of pleasure, his every rub at her clit with a twitch of her spine, and every grind of his hips with a constriction from her tail. “There you go. That's more like it.” She encouraged as she felt the tip of her tail wrapping around his thigh, squeezing him there as the bulk of it rubbed up against his boxers and gave his balls the gentlest of massages.
\tHis instinct was to pull his underwear down and have a go at her right then and there, but he was too much of a gentleman to go right for the selfish move. Instead, he kept at her while she put the finishing touches on the sauce, distracting her with his finger from tossing in the last ingredients and the vegetable broth. However, as soon as she dumped the mixture into the pan to simmer and the potatoes were boiling for the gnocchi, she leaned back into him and grabbed his hand, guiding his finger deeper into her. “Don't be so reserved, Anny. You can only rub for so long before it grows mundane and a dragon hungers for more.”
\tAgain, Anrax found himself caught off guard by just how insistent she was being. However, that gave him an idea to properly thank her for the meal. He reached past her with his not-juicy hand and pushed all the ingredients to the back wall, careful to not get cut on the knife as he did so. When he was sure there was some free counter space, he grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, unraveling her tail from around his waist as he did so while also gently patting at the countertop and sharing a glance with her. “Up.” He said, subtly pulling his underwear down to his knees and wiggling until they fell to his ankles.
\tSachiko's emerald green eyes glimmered with excitement as she smiled, a deep churr emanating from her chest as every single strand of fur and hair stood on end. “For you, my lieutenant, anything.” She hopped up with his help, only to have him aggressively bury his hands between her thighs and force them apart, coaxing an excited whimper from her and an audible squeak of delight, her maw open and tongue lolling out as she watched him with intent, eager to see just what he had planned.
\tHe looked up at her and leaned in for a nuzzle cheek to cheek – an affectionate gesture on par with an intimate kiss in dragon culture – before biting at her neck and kissing his way down her chest until he got to the top of the apron, hands cradling her rump cheeks in each palm. Slowly, he reached up and untied the apron, letting it fall on the floor next to his boxers as he pecked and nibbled at every bit of her, burying himself in her chest fluff. He could literally feel the racing of her heart against his lips with every kiss and peck at her breasts, urging him to keep going even as the sauce sizzled in the pan next to them.
\t“Someone's hungry.” She joked, her voice so soft he could barely hear it, yet so sultry it could practically be felt. Her tail was hanging down off the side of the counter, tip flicking between his legs and reaching up to idly coil by his knee as her chest heaved in anticipation.
\tAnrax's eyes met hers once more before he leaned in and slowly kissed his way down her belly, hands still cradling her thighs to keep her in place as he made his way to her mound. The light scent of her arousal billowed up between them, smelling sweet to his senses in those final seconds before he wrapped his lips around her clit and gave a gentle suck, pulling on it and letting it snap back into place. He gave it a few more nuzzles and licks before leaning in and extending his tongue to gently trace her slit from bottom to top, parting her lips as he got a proper taste of her. His cock was at full mast, but swelled even more as he felt her hips buck and grind into him, muscles tensing around him and thighs clamping down on either side of his cheeks.
\tLocked in place, Anrax pushed in farther to sample a deeper taste of her nectar, tongue teasing her lips and lightly lapping at her throbbing clit alternately, relishing the fluttering heartbeat he could feel pulsating her her loins. In that moment, when all he could see was the gentle undulations of her belly and hips gyrating in pleasure at the behest of his tongue, all of his worries melted away. He worried not for what others would think or his eventual redeployment, he cared only about the pleasure he brought to Sachiko as he knelt before her, praying at the altar of her body.
\tBeyond all else, she tasted lovely. Dragons of her type were known to go into a powerfully inspirational heat, much like a mare or bitch which meant it was so much stronger than any other anthro, and he was convinced at least part of her sultry behaviour could be linked to that. He was certain that the tanginess of her depths was caused by the season, but that didn't matter, all that mattered was that he did what he could with what he had.
\tHe smiled up at her over her sleek belly and between her breasts to see that she had her tongue out, smiling back. When their eyes locked, he gave her clit a gentle rub with his tongue lapping around it in circles as he reached up to collect some of her juices before reaching down to grab himself, wrapping his fingers around his member and giving it a squeeze. “Are you ready?” He asked, pecking and sucking at her clit while he waited for an answer.
\tShe smiled and trilled gently, toe claws curling and legs still spread far apart so that her pussy remained parted, exposed, and dripping with her arousal. “I was ready before you came home, darling, but don't be to hast-” She paused mid sentence as her eyes rolled back in her skull and her loins tensed at the dutiful tongue of Anrax that was running laps around her clit and up and down her lips. When he was done, she locked eyes with him again and grinned, enjoying the devious look he gave her.
\t“Oh, I'm sorry, what's that hun?” He joked before leaning in to press his lips to hers, kissing her deep. He rummaged around in her tender loins before pulling back and licking his lips, still smiling. “I hope I haven't distracted you, Sach.” He winked and was about to go back in for more deft tonguing when she stopped him, cradling his chin in her fingers.
\t“Now, now, Anny. I'm here to please you, not the other way around. You do your duty every other day of the year and now I must repay you in kind.” She grabbed at a soup ladle and gave the sauce a bit of a stir to make sure it didn't rest too long before using her legs to push him away from between them, forcing him off balance as she hopped down from the counter. “No, Anrax, you need to find a comfortable spot and let me have my way with you.”
\tHe stumbled to his feet and blushed a bit, member firm and standing at attention with a glistening bead of his precum blended with the bit of her arousal moistening the tip. “But there aren't many-”
\tShe interrupted him by grabbing his cock with one hand and his shoulder with the other, leaning into him and pushing him to fall over the back rest of the couch with his head on the seat and legs dangling over the back. “This is more like it.” She said before leaning over him and wrapping her lips around his member, giving a gentle suck and cradling the underside with her tongue.
\tAnrax had a strong desire to resist, to not be the one taking all the pleasure but be the one giving it, but it had been so long since he felt such supple lips on his shaft, so long since he'd felt that gentle caress of a tongue undulating on the underside of his member and tickling the rim of his glans. Furthermore, he hadn't been with someone as powerful as Sachiko for nearly a year, and it was nice to leave this up to someone else for once, so he adjusted himself with his feet on the back rest and knees up, cock angled upward into her maw.
\t“Oh cut it out.” She said, batting his knees away from the sides of her head. “Just relax, let me have some fun, okay?” Her tongue danced up and down his length, wrapping around it and cupping at the top in between wavelike caresses up the underside. Her hands lightly kneaded at his ball sack and forced his thighs wide so she could bury her snout between his rump cheeks and get a lick there.
\tHe immediately clenched his legs in tight, shaking his head, not ready for that kind of affection. “Not there, not right now.” He protested, pulling away as he slid off the couch and got back to his feet. His erection had subsided a bit, but throbbed back to the life as he got a good look at Sachiko standing tall with her hand on a jutted out hip and her glistening green eyes giving him the stare. Though a touch awkward, he hopped around the side of the couch, regaining his confidence again as he leaned into her, wrapping his hand around her waist to pull her into a kiss, but he stopped before their lips touched.
\tShe stayed in place, hovering just out of his reach as her tail swept around and wrapped around his ankle. “Well, what's got you held up, sugar?” She asked, voice aflutter in his ear.
\tHis thoughts dashed all over the place before eventually settling on a boldness he'd been holding back all day. He pulled her hips into his, relishing the sensation of her body pressing his cock between them as he pressed his lips to hers, cradling her cheek with his other hand. She immediately reciprocated, grabbing both cheeks with her hands to hold him there, tongues dancing with each other and lips puckered. He kept his hand around her hip to idly grind into her as his other hand slid down her neck and over her shoulder.
\tWhile still kissing her, he sidled up next to her so their opposite hips were touching, and from here he kept his errant hand traveling down her chest and over her belly to wrap up under her mound, two fingers parting her lips as a third slipped into her. His touch coaxed a grind from her hips as she leaned into him, parting her legs and squatting just a bit to feel more of him inside her depths, a passion that urged him to squeeze just a little bit tighter and press a bit stronger against her g-spot. The sensation of her arousal trickling down his fingers and into his palm was all the affirmation he needed to know he was doing a good job.
\tSachiko didn't moan or lose control of herself, but she did subtly smile and turn her head to look him dead in the eye, canine teeth jutting out from her lips in the most devious of grins, her gaze the start of a more vigorous push back against his fingers. After only a few moments, she leaned in real close to him, pressing cheek to cheek as she whispered in his ear. “Tell me, Anny, what's taking so long? I was really hoping for more than a finger or a tongue.”
\t“As you wish.” He whispered back, slowly pulling his fingers out of her to use the lube on his own cock. He smeared her slimy arousal up and down his shaft, rubbing his head a bit before grabbing at her thigh and lifting her leg up, propping her foot on the back of the couch. “I couldn't imagine disappointing you, Sach.” He leaned into her, guiding his member to her folds as he bucked his hips, only to find he was a few inches short of his cock submerging itself to the hilt in her. The warmth of her flesh pecked and smothered at his tip, but didn't make it all the way down. He leaned into her and tried to prop himself up on his toes, but his balance wasn't ideal so he didn't make any progress.
\t“Sorry hun, sometimes I forget how much taller I am than you.” She apologized with a tender laugh, bending her knee a bit to squat down on him. As her body descended, her loins casually swallowed up every bit of his cock length, her depths giving him a bit of a massage as she tensed up and took a long, deep breath. “That's more like it. You're such a sweetheart.” She grabbed at his hair and pulled him into a deep kiss as she gyrated her hips against his.
\tAnrax smiled back and matched the vigor of her kiss, grabbing her by the fur of her chest as she wrapped her arms around him. His hips remained mostly still, allowing him to focus on the passion of their embrace rather than the tenderness of her loins; he did, however, offer a light gyration against her to feel the softness and subtle friction of her flesh. He wanted to say something, to whisper the kindest of phrases in her ear to get her even more wet and more eager to please him, but no thoughts came to him that didn't sound silly or wouldn't run the mood. Instead, he leaned in past her kiss and nibbled at her ear as he started his rhythmic thrusting into her.
\tTogether, they remained within each other's embrace for many minutes, with him kissing her neck and nibbling her ear and pecking her on the lips as he sped up and slowed down in time with the messages her body was giving him. In response, she moaned and whimpered and chirped at him, her hands exploring every part of his body from his neck to his hips and everything in between, an action that was mirrored as he gave her a massage up and down her back, his head nuzzling at her breast and upper chest. When he returned back in for a powerful bite at the thick fur of her neck, she twitched and moaned at him, letting out a long drawn out gasp of pleasure.
\tThe warmth of her breath on his neck and the caress of her walls around his cock threw him off guard long enough for her to grab him and pull him back over the couch with her, landing on the seat cushions with him on top of and still inside her all the while. Her tail swished a bit, knocking a corner lamp off the table to the ground, but he didn't care much as it was thick glass and didn't break so he just leaned into her and pressed his face into the fluff of her chest while spreading his legs and arching his back, regaining his rhythm as she wrapped her legs around him.
\tAs he kept at her, his body pressed tight to hers and powerful thighs tensing to pump in and out of her sex, she idly pawed at his hair and gave a series of gentle tugs before exploring his naked back and trailing her fingers up his spine, clawing gently at his skin as she did so. That sensation, the tickling subtlety of her claws on his skin made his hair stand on end and the bumps ripple across his flesh, a light whimper escaping his lips.
\t“Aww, that's so cute! Isn't it my job to whimper?” Sachiko joked, then gave him a gentle kiss.
\tAnrax blushed a bit before burying his face in her chest again, still lightly pushing into her in a drawn out series of gyrating thrusts as he mumbled into her chest. “Sorry about that, you know how I am with you. One of the only ladies I let control me.” It was deeper than that, though. In his day to day life, he was used to being bossed around and told what to do, where he was to go, and who to listen to, but when he was out of the military he preferred to be in control of himself, acting strong and dominant with his friends without being aggressive about it. He wanted to care for others, to help them out and to offer his service to those who needed him, but he still liked to be in control; Sachiko seemed to be one of the only exceptions to that. Her powerful body and confident nature gave her a natural air of dominance that felt as much like subservience to Anrax as it felt like he was being nurtured and cared for.
\tThat was what made her so special to him. That's what made her so important; he could be himself while still giving her control without feeling like he was devaluing himself in any way.
\tHe smiled softly before nuzzling into her neck, relishing in the physical while also basking in the emotional bond they were sharing. His hips were still moving in a rhythmic gyration and had been for what seemed like a very long time, his cock pumping in and out of her with a series of shallow thrusts that bought their loins together in a symphony of wet squelching and light slapping as they bucked into each other. Slowly, he pulled back to hover over her perched up on his hands as he upped his pace, smiling as he looked into her eyes as he tensed his loins to further swell and inflate his cock inside her. After many minutes of sensual yet dutiful passion, he was ready to kick it up a notch and give his dragoness partner the physical affection she desired and needed.
\tSachiko slowly blinked and smiled back, enjoying the steady pumping of his member between her legs to aid him, urging his vigor for many more minutes before suddenly grabbing him by the shoulders and forcing him to her chest, rolling off the couch, and landing atop him on the floor between the sofa and coffee table, never once letting his member leave her. She straddled his hips while staying on her knees easing back onto him as she once again felt his member disappear fully between her lips. “My turn.” She said with conviction as her spine arched and tail lifted high behind her. She was on her knees, squatting down so that her sex was nearly pushing out from her thighs to squeeze him tight.
\t“Okay, if you say so.” He countered, wrapping his fingers around the sides of her lithe belly and holding on tight as she started bouncing on him. Once he picked up her rhythm, he started flexing his rump muscles to give the slightest of thrusts up into her, intensifying their passion while never once letting his gaze leave hers. The slight shudders and flutters of her eyes gave away the passion she was feeling, the shaking and quivering of her body felt in every one of her squats. As he stared in her eyes he came to realize just how much she truly meant to him, and that she was exactly the kind of lover worth fighting for. In that brief moment where their bodies and souls intertwined, he didn't care what anyone said or thought about them being together. He had no shame in proclaimed adoration.
\tHis mind didn't wander too far, however, as her assured movements were accented by a calculated series of grunts and clenches that squeezed him just the right way, urging him to a climax he wasn't sure he wanted just yet. She hadn't let him out for a breather, and as such the pleasure had been building up steadily with just enough variation to keep his mind from letting him climax, but the longer they stayed in place the harder it was becoming for them to hold back.
\tThey had been together, with him remaining inside her, for nearly half an hour between the long-lasting fun on the couch and the intense passion on the floor, and it was about time for him to let himself go. He felt the curl of his toes and the tension in his loins that preceded his climax, only to have it intensified when Sachiko felt the same thing and pushed down as hard as she could, clenching her loins around him in as snug a fit as she was capable.
\tThe added pressure of her walls constricting him with the subtle friction of her gentle thrusts coaxed the last bit out of him, forcing him to arch his back and buck up with a powerful thrust into her, cock throbbing and spouting shot after shot into her depths, losing itself inside. He clenched his jaw tight and growled into his mouth, lips peeling back as he was forced to squint and lose sight of those glorious emerald green eyes of hers if for only a few seconds. His body twitched and his balls throbbed, lancing the last bit of his seed deep within her before he finally let out a long, drawn out breath followed by a satisfied sigh, hands still gently gripping her hips to hold her down.
\tUpon opening his eyes again, he was greeted by Sachiko's face up close, the light from the room reflecting off her irises as she smiled down at him, tongue out. She placed her hands on his well toned chest and gave a gentle squeeze as she clenched her sex tight, eager to suck and retain every bit of his essence in the process. “I thank you for your service, soldier.” She joked, waggling her hips as her tail flicked out behind her, slapping at the fallen lamp. “At ease.”
\tShe went to sit up straight, and as she did so Anrax traced his fingers up her side to give her a gentle massage, caressing her form while worshiping her body. His cock was going limp inside her and she was grinding down hard on him to keep him inside as long as she could, but he felt himself withdrawing as a flow of cum came with him. Before he could reach out and ask for her to not go away, she slid off him with her loins tugging on his length with a wet slop as she cupped her mound and pinched her lips shut, not wanting to let a drop out. She crawled backwards and knelt before him, kissing his soft cock on the tip followed by a passionate lick that cleaned his entire member, smiling up at him all the while.
\tThis nearly got him erect again despite being exhausted from his first climax, but then she quickly stood up straight and extended her clean hand, offering to help him to his feet. After hesitating a moment, he eventually accepted her offer and followed her back to the kitchen, where the two of them stood naked.
\tAnrax slumped down at the kitchen table and leaned on his palm, smiling as he watched a fully nude dragoness cook for him. She continued to sway her hips back and forth, tail swinging free as she once again returned to the red pepper sauce that was still reducing. The following hours had them sharing stories of his time away, laughing and comparing tales of goofiness while waiting for the sauce and gnocchi to finish up.
\tAfter nearly three total hours of cook time, they retired back to the couch, where he coddled up into her like a pet vying for the attention of his master. There, with his head in his lap being fed by his dragoness companion, was where he felt most at home, the most comfortable. Even upon finishing his meal and settling in to watch a movie, all he could think about was how he could properly please her again, and what he could do to properly show is affection.
\tUpon laying down with her cradling his form within her curl, he found himself reaching back to gently caress and tease her thighs, testing his luck to see how receptive she was for a second round. With the sun still up and bellies full of food made with passion, they had quite a night ahead of them.