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Ezra - [iconname]trashypanda[/iconname]
Chapter 00-01 -
This spring I've been going on many long walks with Yelena (RL Doggo) and her boyfriend, and that inspired me to write a story about Yelena (The character) and her husband going for a walk around the lake and meeting up with friends along the way.
I will be doing chapters of this, each one featuring a different friend, throughout the month now that I have my home to myself again. Right now I have plans for Ezra (This chapter) Rex (Next Chapter), Tsuru, Cano, Ithilwen, and others of my own.
I dunno what to say, aside from this one's mostly for me. I love doing personal stories in between commissions. And I really needed to show you all Yelena and hopefully Sanfrit in a later image.
Also, I've been reading some romantasy books lately and I hope that helped me infuse a bit more passion/intimacy in this story as opposed to the almost clinical approach in most of my works.
This is the prologue and Chapter 1. Chapters 2 and 3 will be the next post, picking up where this goes and describing the scene in the image.
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Great Lake Sapphire in Bloom
\t“Hey, I'm heading out for a walk, you want to come with?” Yelena called out to Sanfrit. She was on the second floor of their home, a grown cabin sculpted by phytomancer architects in a valley between two tall cliffs. The flowers that grew out of the walls were all in bloom, giving the abode a rainbow of springtime beauty. That was one of the best things about having a grown home instead of one that was built, the natural beauty that came with it. Sure, it also had vulnerabilities to insects and other animals that could find their way somewhere under the roots but for anyone who loved to spend their time in nature there was no better way to live.
\tShe paused to sniff one of the nearest flowers, a deep red rose that had only partially bloomed, while she waited to hear what her mate said in response. She wore only a short black skirt that didn't even make it down to her knees, a tight white top that only covered her upper chest, and a satchel hanging over one of her hips. She could have gotten away with being nude if not for the plans she had.
\t“Where are you going?” He asked from somewhere on the main floor. He must have been playing videogames or something because he seemed distracted. His tone was mildly annoyed. Not annoyed at her in particular, just at the temporary distraction. Yelena had come to understand his moods when lost in a game and didn't antagonize him when it came up.
\t“I was thinking of heading out for the afternoon, maybe the weekend depending on how things go. Thinking about doing the lake-shore lap.” Yelena explained at the top of the stairs. She was stretching her legs and twisting her spine to prepare herself for the trek ahead. The banister's many spires were gnarled, twisted vines that wrapped around each other to form a net that was dotted with dozens of yellow flowers. She paused to bend over and sniff on of those, too, tail curled up over her back and wagging from under her skirt. Her mood was so positive that her curl unfurled with each wag, showing a sense of unfocused delight. She would have kept wagging but the motions were distracting.
\tA moment passed before Sanfrit answered. “Oh. Yeah that's one long walk.”
\tYelena stood back up and widened her stance a bit to adjust while still atop the stairs. “I know you hurt your ankle a bit ago so I wouldn't be upset if you didn't want to join me. I can always put on some music or one of them audio tomes. Be fun to catch up on some 'reading'.” That's what she did most mornings when she was just going out for a few hours. This was different. This was a trip.
\t“Oh, right, yeah. One sec.” Sanfrit shuffled in the living room and mumbled something to the guys he was playing online with before shutting the console off. “See you good boys tomorrow.” He said, then put both his controller and headset on the charging station. Yelena could hear the clicks followed by the distinct ceasing of sound as the television was turned off. A moment later, he emerged from the hallway that followed the side of the stairs and looked up at her, mouth agape and tongue out to the side. He was panting excitedly at her, grinning broadly.
\tYelena nodded to him and offered a yip of approval before hopping her way down the steps. “You might wanna get something to chew on while we're out. I don't want you hunting today. I know you love to do it and I do too but not today. It's not the right season and you know how the Vast Emerald Woods can be if you're not abiding by the rules. Just easier to not antagonize, and you are a bit of a doofus.” She met him at the base of the stairs and looked up at him one finger raised to make sure he knew she was being serious, then booped him on the nose to show she wasn't all that serious.
\tSanfrit was considerably larger than she was, standing head and shoulders above her and being considerably thicker, but she was the boss. While Yelena was thin with an athletic build, he was more burly with wide shoulders and bulging muscles all over coated in loose-fitting skin that masked definition. You'd never know it to look at either of them, since they both lacked the cut associated with strength, but they were both powerful and had seemingly limitless endurance.
\tBoth had deceptive frames; she looked thin enough to appear fragile and he had a bit of a belly paunch and a playful attitude so he looked overweight and lazy. However, this meant she was wiry and he had the strength of a power-lifter. Neither were helpless or weak.
\t“I made up some jerky. You want some?” He thumbed towards the cellar door under the stairs. “I made a few batches that are extra dry so they've been in storage for a few months.” Yelena loved chewing on jerky and cured sausage but hadn't really thought he'd still have some left from the last batch. Oftentimes they went through the whole supply in a matter of days, weeks at most.
\tOne of Sanfrit's passions was prepping meat. That meant dehydrating it, smoking it, curing it, marinating it, or turning it into sausages. Any time he had a kill he was adamant about using every bit he could – as it should be – and that meant that there was always sausage and jerky in the house. He'd even chew on the bones while gaming or working in the yard just to get the marrow out or to keep his teeth clean, then sell the bones to someone to grind them up when he was done. Bonemeal was a great fertilizer. Yelena was always welcome to his reserves but she was respectful of his passion and opted to not indulge without permission. She may have been the one in charge but she wasn't a bitch.
\tWell, she was a bitch but did her best to not be mean about it. Dominance, not control.
\t“Ooh, you got any of that really spicy stuff?” Yelena's eyes widened and her ears perked as she leaned into him, gape-grinning and tail wagging. She pressed her hands to his thick, soft chest. And gave his muscles a knead with her fingertips all while staring directly into his intense, emerald eyes. As she grinned, her tongue poked out so she gently licked the fur between his pectoral bulges. Her tail continued to wag, but she forced herself to stop lest she get distracted. Every subtle motion sent sensations through her entire torso.
\tHis expression wet blank and his tail lowered. “Come on, you know I don't like the spice the same way you do. If you wanted spicy, you are welcome to make your own.” He poked her gently on the tip of the nose, then leaned in to press his snout to hers in a peck of a kiss.
\tYelena huffed at him then returned the boop. “Fine, but you also have to let me know when you're prepping the smoker. I'm always willing to put in the work but I know that's your special smoker and I don't wanna use it without you.”
\t“You can just, you know, ask?” He shrugged and made a yip at her before turning back to the kitchen. He wore only a kilt with a built-in pair of pouches on the front – one over either thigh, best so that it didn't interfere with his sheathe. “But I got you covered.”
\tAs he walked away, Yelena angled her head a bit as she stared at the shapely bulges of his rump pressing out against the fabric of the kilt. She imitated the motion of her hand gripping his cheek while raising her lips in a sensual snarl. “I brought some buns, too. And cured meat to make sandwiches. Should last at least me all day.” Given her figure and metabolism, she needed relatively little to maintain her diet. Sanfrit wasn't as lucky, he needed far more than she did.
\tA few moments later, Sanfrit came back out of the kitchen with two leather pouches. He held the first one up. “Two kilos of Jerky, bacon and rockwood flavoured.” He then held the second one up next to the first. “And three dozen sausage sticks. Mostly sweet and smoky.”
\tShe reached out to grab the sausage pouch, stealing one before giving it back to him. “Oh, I love the smoky flavours! How many of these do you have?”
\t“Downstairs? I dunno, hundreds? I try to keep ahead.” He grabbed one of the dried sausages and stuck it in his mouth, letting it dangle while he pulled the drawstring on each of the pouches and put them in the twin satchels resting on his lap area. He didn't chew the sausage stick, instead sucking on it and grinding his teeth around it to imitate chewing without actually tearing it up. It was about savouring the taste, not eating it. “You said you brought some bread, right? Buns?”
\t“Yeah, and some cured meat slices. I'll share if you do!” She patted her satchel and wagged her tail, shifting from paw to paw excitedly. Her claws tapped the wood of the floor in excitement. They tried to get some vegetables in their diet but most meals were some combination of meat and grain, with some dairy as a treat if they were treating themselves. The only way they'd make meals with vegetables was if they blended in the flavours and masked the textures among the bread and steak.
\tThey both knew perfectly well that vegetables were good for them but they didn't like greens.\t“Perfect. I'll activate the fields.” He motioned for her to head out, leaving him inside for a moment. Right before he followed her out the front door, he pressed his fingers to a gemstone next to the lock, turning on a protective barrier that would coat the home while they were out. They weren't at threat of robbery or invasion but Yelena was particularly protective of her stuff and preferred to be safe instead of take risks so Sanfrit conceded that to her.
\tOnce the wards were set, he slipped out and joined her on the front porch. Like the staircase inside, the railings were growing vine-bushes coated in flowers, making it hard for them to see to the front yard. Yelena certainly loved the views and would often just sit on that front porch under the awning of leaves and read a book or just bask in the sounds and scents of nature.
\tHe sidled up next to her and gave her rump a bit of a squeeze before the pair of them departed. Had the springtime bloom of the flowers not been so potent he'd have sensed the aura wafting out from under her skirt. Conscious or not, his body detected it, for his loins swelled without him noticing.
\tYelena had been planning this trip for a few days, which was why her satchel was filled with food and a few choice items for the journey. There was no destination in mind, the walk was for the sake of enjoying the walk and getting some exercise in the process. If they did the full loop around Great Sapphire Lake they wouldn't be home until the following evening.
\tThat was the plan. A plan that had more layers than it seemed. A plan that should get sloppy in the best possible ways, for she was hiding something from him, something she knew he'd love.
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\t“It's such a gorgeous day!” Yelena marvelled as she looked up to the clear blue skies. It was the best time of year for her, since it was still somewhat chilly but everything floral was waking up. Spring time. The season of rebirth and life. She definitely preferred the cold to the heat, but this balance was perfect because she had a strong affinity to the flowers and blossoms that dotted most trees and ferns on their walk.
\tTheir home was on a winding side road north of Klyneth, just west of the crater that housed their friend Ilorek's Ranch. From their front porch they could see the peaks of the crater's rim poking out from the forests that blanketed the region. Just north of them was the treeline atop the cliffs to the Vast Emerald Wood, the largest untouched woodland in the world. Not only was it strictly protected for its historical significance but it was also naturally protected by the unique magical ecology of the region itself. That's why Yelena was being strict with Sanfrit regarding his tendency to want to hunt.
\tThe Vast Emerald Wood and its enclosed regions had been the focus of many fables and myths throughout history but most of them revolved around the idea that the forest was alive and malevolent to those who would harm it. Not alive in the usual way a forest could be alive, robust with verdant trees and leaves, but actively living like it had a mind of its own.
\tFlora and fauna alike seemed to act collectively in the interest of the region's apparent life force. The many vines that draped over the branches and wrapped around trunks could move like snakes, or like tentacles to grab and constrict. Some plants had thorns that could be shot like poison darts, leaving one to fall to the tangle of vines. And while it seemed outlandish, it appeared that the fauna would collaborate to evict unwanted visitors, predator and prey alike. It was a potentially dangerous place to be if it wasn't given the utmost respect. Death or pain would come to those who entered the Vast Emerald Wood with ill intent.
\tYelena and Sanfrit were part of the society that kept watch on the area. They were the ones who surveyed the Vast Emerald Wood as well as Great Sapphire Lake and the Cradle of Dalon within it, mostly checking for any new corpses or lost property. They instructed potential guests on the dangers of the living woods and filtered out those they didn't trust to follow the rules. It was an imperfect method for keeping people safe – the stubborn ones couldn't be helped – but they did their best.
\tThey lived here, sure, but it was truly their home. Not just Yelena and Sanfrit but all the others as well. Ceylon and Leera lived in a cave to the north within the Vast Emerald Wood itself. Ilorek and Valencia lived in a ranch in that volcanic crater between Yelena's home and Ceylon's, while Talba and Vaulix had a castle-like home in the Cottonwood Crescent far to the west – another volcanic crater, though this one fully dormant. Olfrin and Luero lived in the depths of Great Sapphire Lake, while Satsierra and Kieran moved too much to know where they were at any given time. True nomads.
\tThe plan for the day was to head east along the southern treeline in the shadow of the cliffs before entering near the foothills of the crater. There were plenty of trails and access points but that was her favourite. Not only did it take them around some lovely valleys and creeks, but it also gave her a chance to see if anyone else wanted to join them. Most notably, that path took her close to Ceylon and Leera's Den. With any luck, they'd have returned from their trip and she might be able to stop by for some tea. Or, ideally, maybe something more with Ceylon if the gryphon was feeling like a top.
\tThere was a reason she was walking slightly awkwardly while making her way there.
\tAs the pair of canines trekked along the worn pathway of the trail, Yelena had to stop for a moment to take in the view. They had scaled the side of a cliff up a steep incline terraced by roots and dirt and were now a few dozen meters above the fields to the south, the treeline of the Vast Emerald Wood to the north. Her breathing was heavier than normal.
\t“Are you alright? This isn't like you.” Sanfrit asked. He was behind her and the wind was blowing in her direction. He still should have been able to sense her distraction but he was being polite. “You never get exhausted over a bit of a climb.”
\tThe geography of the southern edge of the Vast Emerald Wood was characterized by a series of cliffs effectively forming a barrier between the forest and the outside world, making most of it a raised plateau. There were many valleys cut in the cliffs, serving as entry points, but they were few and far between. Yelena and Sanfrit's home was grown in one of the wider ones, and there was another one nestled in between the cliffs and the crater where Ilorek had set up his ranch. That was where she was guiding Sanfrit. That was one of the most popular entry points to the web of trails that wove through the forest and around the lake.
\tIf things went well, their trek would take them to that entrance, where they would head north through the established campgrounds en route to the southern shores of Great Sapphire Lake, walking upstream along a river that flowed from the lake itself. That leg of the walk would be about twenty kilometres and would take her about an hour or two. She and Sanfrit could keep quite the pace if they wanted to. That was the easy part; the challenge and the part that would take the most time was doing a full lap around the lake. That would take ten times as long, at least. Assuming no distractions.
\tThey'd head north until they reached the southern shore and decide from there if they had it in them to do the lap or just cross the river and go down the other side back home, a trail that almost led directly to their home in the valley.
\tOf course all of these trails took them near their friends. Some of which might join them or at least give them a pleasant distraction along the way.
\tAs usual, Yelena was in front. She was known to lead the way regardless of what was going on. When walking she was first in line, when doing something with friends she often took the initiative to guide activities, when problem solving she was always eager to contribute as much as she could. It was in her nature as a dominant type. Some found it grating but those who didn't found it refreshing. Her friends would sometimes remind her that it was nice to have someone who took control, within reason.
\tSo she was ahead of Sanfrit on the trail that was scaling the cliff overlooking the fields. The ground was smooth, well trodden and well kept with no branches jutting out from the treeline. Most of the foliage was thick and vibrant, with intense greens and purples on the leaves and every bright colour of the rainbow on the feathers and blossoms. As she walked past, she'd lean over to get a casual sniff of any flowers within range without slowing to stop.
\tAny time she offered a casual sniff, Sanfrit would take note and give it a whiff of his own as he followed. He loved knowing what it was that made her so interested, and it gave him something to do while he remained a few paces behind for the majority of the walk. It wasn't that he didn't like being close to her, he just knew she needed her space. She loved his company, but she also loved solitude. And she was easily distracted and had a short attention span so she could stop mid-stride and focus on a snake in the leaf litter or a particularly interesting looking knot of vines with no warning.
\tShe didn't appreciate it when he bumped into her when she got distracted and she'd shown on many occasions that she was quite irritated when that happened, even if it appeared cute to observers. So he opted to give her a few paces, giving her plenty of room to stop and smell the flowers without worrying about cutting him off.
\tAs an added bonus, it gave him a lovely view of that rump of hers. That shapely, well-toned rump. Even if it was hidden under her skirt. When they were hiking up the hill to the top of the cliff he managed to sneak a peek under the fabric to see she wasn't wearing underwear but he didn't get the right angle to see anything else. Had he done so he would have been able to predict the course of the evening. It would have explained so many little quirks about her behaviour.
\tHer tail was coiled high and nearly resting on the small of her back as she skipped and trotted her way along the trail, absorbing every sight, sound, and smell around her. The sun was high in the sky, bathing the Vast Emerald Wood with light that seemed to reflect and make choice leaves appear to gently glow their namesake emerald hue. Insects buzzed and clicked and chirped around her, permeating the soundscape from all angles and nearly drowning out the songs of the birds above her. Pollen danced in the air, buoyed by the gentle teal-coloured ademane mist that blanketed the woods and spilled out over the cliffs before dissipating into the air. The floral scent of flowers and the distinct freshness of the wood and foliage around her stewed her nose in an aromatic blend that kept her at ease.
\tWhat flowers she didn't lean into for a sniff she still reached out and let her fingers brush over the petals. When she wasn't smiling up at the canopy hovering above her, her eyes were darting from tree trunk to tree trunk, fern to flower looking for bugs and other small critters. Her hunting instincts drew her to any sudden movement or sounds but she knew better than to pounce.
\tAnd if she had pounced Sanfrit was just as likely to laugh at her as he was to join in.
\tThe early portion of their walk was mostly silent on their part. Sure, she'd heard him ask earlier when they were ascending the cliffs but it was not uncommon for her to put that thought aside and answer it later. Once they almost made it to the edge of the volcanic crater, she turned to him and gape-grinned, bottom teeth showing but upper canines completely hidden by her lips. Her blue eyes were practically glowing with vibrancy. “You smell that?” She asked, tail swaying eagerly behind her.
\tHis ears went up and he raised an eyebrow. “Nothing in particular.” He sniffed the air, sampling the scents around them. Had the wind changed course even a bit he'd have gotten a proper whiff of her. “Just some pollen, flowers, and I think the faintest hint of a skunk. Why?”
\tShe leaned in and caressed his snout on its top, scritching him between the eyes as her other hand wedged itself between her thighs. She used the distraction to peel her skirt to the side and rub herself with two fingers. When she finished scritching his snout, she brought her other hand up to rub his chin, deliberately brushing both fingers up under his nose to ensure he got marked. She winked at him, let her tongue gently slide out only a bit, then turned and started skipping away.
\tSanfrit's responses activated, his tail going wild behind him, ears up high, and maw agape as he panted. “I see.” Was all he could say before hiking up the path behind her. Now that he knew she was in a particular mood, he was a bit more driven to keep up and catch glimpses under her skirt where he could. He'd seen earlier she was bare under there but he had no idea what to expect beyond that.
\tYelena remained ahead of him, out of grabbing range as the pair of them approached a fork in the trail. The left took them north into the Vast Emerald Wood. The right took them into a crack in the volcanic rim around Ilorek's Ranch then split again to make its way down the incline to the plains below or into the Ranch in the crater. They went right then straight.
\tDespite the description, the volcanic formation that surrounded Ilorek's Ranch was not barren or rocky but blanketed in foliage and grasses. It was mostly rock but blanketed in a thin layer of soil that hosted smaller plants but no trees. This meant that as they hiked up in altitude they saw a stark divide between the clear blue of the skies and the verdant green of the mountain. Well, until they made it to the point where the rock split and the trail took them through a winding trail in the crevasse.
\tAs usual, Yelena remained in front, her paws padding at the flattened dirt of the trail as she panted to herself, leading the way through the snaking pathway. While the crevasse was not tight – a fully grown dragon could have wormed its way through – the path was bendy enough that she couldn't see beyond the next curve for the walls of rock that meandered from side to side.
\tOnce they emerged, the world opened up ahead of them. They were near the top of the volcanic ridge, so the plateau with the ranch was below them, at the base of a sharp drop that was nearly vertical aside from a tightly winding path that made its way to the occupied space below.
\tThis was a familiar sight for Yelena and Sanfrit, who spent much of their spring and summer visiting The Ranch. There, Ilorek and Valencia had established a business wherein horny beast fuckers could indulge their fantasies safely and without issues of consent. Since The Ranch – which was its title, not description – was built in the crater of a volcano, it meant that magic was amplified there. All magic, including Valencia's potent psychic abilities. So as long as a psychic was on site at all times, the beasts that called The Ranch home would be safe knowing they'd never be abused.
\tWell, depending on one's definition. Many found the idea of beast fucking to be cruel, while others considered it less cruel than hunting or eating them. Yelena and Sanfrit rarely indulged, but they both understood the appeal. The idea of letting some snarling dragon or gryphon have its way with you was an appealing one, especially if the danger aspect was part of the kink.
\tYelena was the dominant type so she didn't care much for losing her autonomy by having some feral beast force itself on and in her. However, with some training that ferocious beast could be a tender yet aggressive partner. Sometimes Sanfrit would watch, sometimes she'd watch Sanfrit topping or bottoming for a beast, and occasionally they'd sneak out for some time alone.
\tThe important thing to both of them was that all parties were having fun. Sometimes that meant being dominant, sometimes that meant submissive, sometimes a top, sometimes a bottom. For the most part, Yelena knew enough sentient quadrupeds to get the same feeling without any risk. And there was one gryphon in particular she'd bottom for any time.
\tToday she wasn't here for the beasts. She was here for a friend of hers. Someone that may be interested in joining them on their weekend journey.
\tAs they descended the tightly folded trail down the steep incline, Yelena noticed something different in The Ranch below. Most elements were the same – the ranch home in the middle with the clearing and irrigation pond and barn and equipment, the pathway to the road opposite them, and the collapsed side of the crater that merged the plateau with the Vast Emerald Wood – but there was something different about the way the paddocks and fields were arranged.
\tLike a clock, the Ranch had ten different regions around the center, with the glowing azure irrigation pond in the middle. Nearest the road entrance – a driveway that cut through the crater on the east of the volcanic formation – were two open fields. Usually for horses and other horse-like beasts like ulokar or kirin. Then, going clockwise were the dragon and gryphon aeries, a savanna meant for the feline adjacent creatures, and then the dense coniferous forest that merged with the Vast Emerald Wood. Every one of the enclosures was lined by fence appropriate for the beasts within, ensuring none could escape. Not that any would want or need to; they were treated better than most people here.
\tThis was where things diverged. Usually there was a series of smaller fields for swine, bovine, and cervine adjacent creatures but they appeared to all be merged into one field that appeared to be a mix of disparate environmental elements. Cliffs, rocks, ponds, swamps, fungal woods, crystal caves, and fields all mixed up with a combination of deciduous and coniferous trees. It was a mishmash of a little bit of everything all at once, and it was unfamiliar to her.
\tCurious, she kept that thought in her mind as she led Sanfrit down the path that would eventually lead the pair of them between the feline savanna and the canine woods. This was the path that served as the 'back entrance' to The Ranch.
\tThey walked the grassy path between the two enclosures, glancing up at the tall fences that kept the beasts in. The feline region had tall, five-meter-tall fencing with thick wire interlaced with smaller wire, then topped with an inward incline that ensured they couldn't climb out. The fences weren't electrified, it wasn't needed. The canine fence was similar but shorter, only three meters tall. Felines climbed a lot more than canines.
\t“So why are we here?” Sanfrit asked from behind her. While her scent remained on his lips under his nose, he was distracted by the many beasts in the paddocks to either side, some of which were in heat or otherwise in season. He was often content following her lead but thought they would be heading north as soon as they reached the edge of the volcanic formation.
\tYelena walked with deliberate steps, swaying her hips from side to side as wide as she could, her tail swishing her scent at him. “I was hoping perhaps we could find some friends to join us!”
\tSanfrit sniffed the air gently, once again sampling the aroused scent she'd been wafting toward him. “Oh! Right! Yeah, sorry.” Was all he could say. Her being in one of those moods did not mean that she wouldn't invite friends and he was fine with that. Neither of them were monogamous. “So who did you have in mind?”
\t“It's been a while since I saw Ezra or Rex. Figure we might as well at least stop by to say hi.” She kept ahead of him, practically bouncing with each step.
\tThose were good choices. Both matched their kink and had a history of respecting the Vast Emerald Wood. Plus they both loved to walk. “We don't even know if they're working today.”
\tYelena ran her hand down the wire of the feline paddock fence. “When are they not? Plus it's the weekend and look at how many people are here.” She motioned forward to the clearing, where there were dozens of people of all races conversing and enjoying themselves. Mostly nude.
\tThere was a faint scent of rockwood smoke in the air, which Sanfrit now realized was due to there being a barbecue. “Oh, yeah I guess that makes sense. But if it's busy, I doubt they'd come with us. Not when there's so much to be done here, right?”
\t“I guess we'll have to find out! Let's go say hi!” Yelena yipped at him then bounded forth, tail swishing excitedly as they came between the Ranch home and the barn next to it that served the gryphon and dragon aeries.
\tOnce they were in the clearing with the other patrons of The Ranch, Yelena scanned the area to see if she recognized anyone. Since everyone else aside from Yelena and Sanfrit were nude, they felt out of place but that didn't distract them too much. Right in the middle, next to the irrigation pond, was Ilorek standing next to a huge black smoker. It was one of those ones that looked like a pair of metal barrels fused end to end and put on their side with a lid that opened the whole top. He was standing tall with the smoke billowing out of it, ruffling the feathers on his chest and shoulders. On his back, Valencia clung to him like his own personal backpack.
\tHe saw Yelena and sanfrit and waved them over, beak gaping. He was also nude, same as the guests at the barbecue. His heavy balls were swinging low, his member poking out of the folds of his sheath, prepared to roll out at any time. He was a hippogryph, a mix of avian and equine, and was nearly three meters tall, towering over Sanfrit. His rusty red feathers were gleaming as the sun reflected off the golden highlights, accenting the black tips.
\tSanfrit waved back and bounded ahead of Yelena across the clearing, weaving through groups of visitors, including a whole herd of pure equines who were comparing junk sizes. He paused to give each stallion and the lone mare a nod of approval and appreciation, glancing down to see what sizes they had before lifting his kilt to reveal his own heavy, meaty sheath. The stallions and mare all gave him a return nod of appreciation, they shared a moment of solidarity, then Sanfrit continued jogging the rest of the way to the barbecue, where Ilorek was leaning over to turn some of the meat.
\t“You didn't tell us you were doing a barbecue this weekend!” Sanfit said as he approahed, hand up to see if Valencia was awake. It appeared she was napping while clinging to Ilorek's back, her snout nuzzled into his neck and her feet resting on his hips while her wing arms draped over his back to make it look like he was wearing a membrane cape. She was only as tall as his torso, about a meter and a half tall at most. The difference in size between them was drastic.
\t Ilorek grinned and grabbed one of the finished sausages from the smoker. “I post everything on the site! And it's not like you're ever not welcome. Ah, Yelly! Good to see you!” He widened his arms to offer a hug to Yelena, who had maintained a steady pace and had finally caught up.
\tShe embraced him, standing on the tip toes of her paws as he leaned down to hug her. “Always good to see you both!” She returned, then gently pressed her nose to Valencia's, eliciting an unconscious snout wiggle from the napping bat-canine hybrid. She glanced around, still checking to see if she recognized anyone. “What's the occasion?”
\tOnce Yelena was done with her hug, Sanfrit and Ilorek embraced, hands in fists, shoulders to chests, with Sanfrit nuzzling Ilorek's shoulder feathers and Ilorek preening the fur on Sanfrit's neck with his beak. Ilorek shrugged to himself. “No occasion, it's just a lovely weekend and I figure people might as well come for a visit, explore nature, and see what the wild has to offer.” He winked right as his tail pumped behind him. “Oh the cocks you will suck!”
\t“Hah, yeah.” Sanfrit agreed. “Lots of variety out there.”
\tYelena's curiosity got the better of her, not letting the two males finish their brotherly rapport. “Hey, I noticed some of the barn region is different. What's going on there?”
\tIlorek's avian side helped him adjust immediately. “Oh, we did some terraforming a few weeks back. A friend from the Arrenthen Basin said he'd bonded with a few amorphous beasts in the deepest depths of the rainforest. Something about a floating island on some swampland. Said it was a sort of love feeder with tentacles and moss blooms that loved invading people's insides. I haven't seen it yet so I can't confirm but he said he was able to entice it to come with him and he's bringing a whole bunch of them to see if it translates well to what we do here.”
\t“A tentacle slime creature that feeds on love? Oh, if that works out that'll make for some fun videos on the website. Not a lot of tentacley creatures in the area.” Yelena joked, then made a hand motion to imitate a tentacle forcing its way up into a tight hole to loosen it up. “When will that be here? You got the terraforming done quickly.”
\tIlorek rubbed his beak, then turned to focus on the meat again. “If my estimates are correct, it should be any time this weekend. That was one of the reasons I'm doing a barbecue open for anyone to come see its integration into its habitat. There will be no, uh, clientele interacting with any of the creatures, though. Not until someone I trust can make sure all's well. Say, I don't suppose you're open to invite some slimy tentacle beast up under your tail, are you?”
\tYelena laughed. “Not today but if you're still looking for help with the assessment when we're headed back we'll be sure to stop by.”
\t“I wouldn't mind trying before we le-” Sanfrit stopped himself before he finished the sentence. “Oh, right, they're not here yet.”
\t“Where are you headed?” Ilorek asked.
\t“We were gonna see if we can do the Great Sapphire Lakeshore Lap. Headed up the river, go all the way around the lake, cross in the foothills of the Cradle of Dalon, then back down the valley back home.” Yelena explained. “We took some treats and were gonna see how many friends we could visit along the way. Looks like you're first on our list!”
\tIlorek's eyes widened. “That's quite the trek!” His feathers all stood on end and twitched in waves. “Yeah, if my memory is correct that'll get you back here sometime tomorrow afternoon. Yeah, if you don't mind a brief detour, you're welcome to check out the creature's integration. If you were feelin' adventurous, I'd even feed you to it, see how that goes. Film it, of course.”
\tYelena's tail drooped. “Eh, not sure about being fed to it-”
\t“Skies above not like that.” Ilorek interjected. “I just mean, toss you in the enclosure and see what they do to you. I know you can handle yourself, and who doesn't love a bit of adventure?”
\tRight as Yelena was showing uncertainty, Sanfrit offered himself. “I'd love to see what a slime tentacle beast would do to me! I volunteer myself as a test subject.” He then glanced at Yelena as his ears drooped. “If that's okay?”
\t“As long as I get to watch and cheer you on.” Yelena said, eyes brightening to a cool, clear blue. As she was offering her support, she saw out of the corner of her eye the male she'd come to see. It was Ezra, leaning next to the sliding door of the black and red barn at the edge of the clearing. He was not the most social in party settings, so he was happily relaxing away from most others, chewing on some meat and basking in the smoke of a vaporized potion.
\tThe instant Yelena's focus shifted, Sanfrit followed her gaze and realized their chat with Ilorek had concluded. He offered a snout to beak kiss – which made Ilorek lean down since he was head and shoulders taller than Sanfrit – then the pair of them sauntered off.
\t“Ya know, I don't think he's going to be able to come with us if he's working this weekend.” Sanfrit pointed out while keeping pace behind Yelena. “Maybe he could but I doubt he would.”
\t“Oh, he probably won't come with us, that's fine.” Yelena countered.
\tAs they got close, Ezra flipped the switch on the device that was vaporizing the potion and inhaled all he could before chewing and swallowing the meat he had been munching on. “Hey.” He offered the subtlest of nods. “Haven't seen you in a while.”
\tYelena was not the shy type. She opened her arms and pulled him into a hug away from the barn wall, nuzzling into his chest. He was notably taller than she was but still shorter than Sanfrit while being as thin as Yelena. A tall, thin fellow. She nibbled on his neck and pushed away, holding him at arm's length. “How are ya?”
\tHe was about to answer when he caught the slightest hint of a scent on the air. He sniffed, twitching his nose before narrowing his gaze at her. “Someone's in a mood.”
\tShe broadly grinned, eyes wide and tongue out. “Always!”
\t“You have any plans to deal with that?” Ezra looked over her shoulder at Sanfrit, who snapped his fingers and pointed back.
\tShe subtly squirmed. “Well, yes and no. Don't worry about that right now. I was actually here to see if you wanted to join us? I know you like to go on walks and we were gonna head north to Great Lake Sapphire then do a full lap around its shores before heading back. We have meat snacks and stuff for the trek!” She reached into her bag and pulled out one of the bags of pepperettes.
\tEzra winced. “I'd love to, but as you can see we're doing an event here. We're going to be very busy for a few days. I make my own hours but it'd feel pretty bad to ditch Ilorek when he needs me most. You know?” He took another bite of his smoked meat from the barbecue, sniffing the air again.
\tSanfrit stepped forward and placed a hand on Ezra's shoulder, nodding in approval. “You are a good guy! We shall remember this when-”
\t“Oh stop being all formal and chivalrous or whatever.” Yelena interjected as she slapped Sanfrit's hand off Ezra's shoulder. Then she leaned in so that she could speak softly into Ezra's ear, edging up on her toes for a bit of extra height. “But you know, Sanfrit here has had to sample my scents all the way here and I bet he could use some release.”
\t“Oh?” Ezra's ears perked then he narrowed his gaze and shifted his head back to get a better view of Yelena. “And why can't you help him?”
\tHer tail swayed gently behind her, stirring up the air between the three of them. “I would, but I kinda can't right now. Besides, I think you need a bit of a reward for your loyalty. You can't come with us but we can still get you to come.” She winked at Sanfrit, who understood what she was saying.
\tThe larger canine wrapped one of his thick, muscled arms around Ezra's shoulder. “Hey, my dude, this is as much a surprise to me as it is to you. I don't think you want to disappoint her.”
\tEzra shrunk under Sanfrit's sidelong embrace. “Oh, I wasn't expecting to-”
\t“To what? Get your dick wet while working at a beast brothel?” Yelena prodded.
\t“I mean, I am working. I usually save that stuff for later.” He admitted. Not sheepishly – he'd long since learned to not be shy around Yelena and Sanfrit – but apologetically.
\tSanfrit nodded in the direction of Ilorek, catching the hippogryph's gaze and getting a nod of approval in return. “Oh, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you take, what, half an hour or so? It's gotta be your break time by now, right?”
\t“Break times are whenever there's nothing to do.” Ezra started to explain before Sanfrit opened the sliding barn door and pushed him in. “Oop, okay.” He grunted as he stumbled next to the open stall at the end of the interior.
\tYelena stepped in after the pair of them and closed the door behind her. “You know the rules.” She stated plainly as she pulled up a stool and squatted on it, sitting gingerly. She winced a bit and shifted her weight from one rump cheek to the other before finding a comfortable angle. “Have fun.”
\tIt was true. He did know the rules when Yelena was issuing commands and Sanfrit was being pushy. Simple rules, really. Anything's fair game until he explicitly tells them to stop. Not a safe word but a safe tone; to date they'd not found a single thing Ezra didn't enjoy.
\tHe just stumbled back onto a pile of hay while Sanfrit stood over him. He caught a hint of musk billowing out from under the canine's kilt, so he reached under the fabric and lifted it up, revealing Sanfrit's thick sheath and twin orbs. “I confess I wasn't prepared for-” He cut off his own protest as a blast of humid musk wrapped around his muzzle and coated his nostrils.
\tYelena loved the view. She wasn't going to participate, she just liked to watch sometimes. And her broad, strong husband taking another partner for her was one of her greatest pleasures. She brought one ankle up onto her knee and leaned forward on the stool, tongue hanging out as her tail wagged behind her, ears up to catch each subtle sound and vocalization. Outside she could hear the idle chatter and aroused sounds of people engaging one another but her focus was on Sanfrit and Ezra.
\t“Well, you know, I don't actually know how to proceed.” Sanfrit admitted, standing over Ezra with his kilt folded up over the crook between his belly and sheath opening. He and Ezra both glanced over at Yelena for instruction.
\tShe just motioned aimlessly toward them. “You can figure it out. Just have fun. And I guess if you are feeling saucy, make sure I can see the action.”
\tBoth Ezra and Sanfrit locked eyes again then shrugged in unison. The tone went from silly to serious quickly as Ezra got to his knees in front of Sanfrit, his head right at waist level. He deeply inhaled, filling his lungs with the needy scent of the larger male, holding it in for a moment before letting it all out, the gentle breeze tickling Sanfrit's sheath fur.
\t“Good boy.” Sanfrit said as he cupped a hand around the back of Ezra's ear to knead and scritch.
\tThis definitely encouraged Ezra, as his tail began to swish back and forth aggressively, brushing away strands of hay on the pile behind him. He leaned into Sanfrit's thick hand paws and let himself be guided forward until his lips were touching the larger canine's sheath and getting smeared with the slick fluid coming from the red flesh that poked out. He couldn't help but lick his lips and nuzzle, tasting Sanfrit while nibbling and coating his facial fur in the musky concoction.
\tSanfrit was mostly passive aside from the encouraging ear rubs and neck scritches; he knew that Ezra would take action when it was appropriate.
\tAs if on cue, Ezra took a sharp inhalation again, this time letting it cycle within him before letting it out. The moment the air passed out his panting maw, he could no longer help himself. He immediately brought both hands up to cradle Sanfrit's balls and sheath, kneading gently while using his fingertips to caress the fur. He stroked the larger male through his sheath, feeling the bulge of the knot deep inside. That was worth a squeeze, but every time he did so, more of the husky lubricant seeped out from between the thick meat of the sheath and the red rod inside.
\tNot wanting to waste a single drop, he nuzzled the shaft of Sanfrit's cock, sure to smear what he could on his lips and lap the rest of with his tongue. He leaned in, dragging his cheek along the length of the sheath in between licks that slipped in between that sheath and the cock inside. He shuddered as he felt the warmth envelop his tongue, mixed with the intoxicating musk of Sanfrit's loins permeating his senses. His more feral side activated, urging him to ravenously probe and lap and caress.
\t“A very good boy, it seems.” Sanfrit encouraged, bringing his other hand down to cradle Ezra's cheeks from either side, forcing the smaller male to look at him. They locked eyes and Sanfrit licked his lips, showing his teeth. “You always put on a show and I love that about you.” He then leaned down and pressed his snout to Ezra's forehead in an approving peck of a kiss.
\tEzra was taken by surprise by much of this. He had gotten good at controlling his carnal urges at work – most of the time he'd bank his arousal watching others have fun and let it out after a shift – but this was a pleasant surprise. It meant he had suffered hours of need without release and he was able to deal with it all earlier than usual. So he was ravenous, eager, and enthusiastic about pleasing Sanfrit.
\tHis natural instincts told him to lift tail, but he wanted more of that taste before he did that. He wanted to feel the slick, hot mess of Sanfrit's arousal splashing on his tongue and cascading around the inside of his mouth. He wanted that musky, powerful scent and flavour to permeate him face first, invading his olfactory senses and spreading from there. The meaty, intense aroma that wafted out from Sanfrit's sheath and balls and emerging cock washed over him, pushing him beyond self control.
\tHe nuzzled, he licked, he kneaded either side of the sheath and he pressed his chest up to Sanfrit's twin orbs, feeling the weight of them on his torso. Not only did the pressure of them feel intimate and sensual, but he couldn't keep up with the production of spurting precum jetting out from the larger male's cock, leaving some to drip and dribble down the sheath and onto his neck and shoulders.
\tSome instincts may have urged him to wipe the webs of silky mess off his fur but instead he let it soak in, rubbing his collarbone with his cheek to really smear it all over before it was absorbed. All the while he kept nuzzling, kneading, and licking Sanfrit's midsection with his hands, cheek, and tongue, ensuring to taste all he could.
\tRight when he raised a hand from the length of the larger canine's sheath to directly stroke his shaft, Sanfrit gently grabbed his wrist and shook his head, staring directly into his soul as he smiled. “No, I don't want that. I want you at your core.”
\tEzra's ears perked up in curiosity then flattened in arousal and allure. “Oh. Okay.”
\tSanfrit kept a firm grip on Ezra's wrist as he slowly knelt to a single knee. He then raised Ezra's arm over his head and spun him around like a dancer before pulling him back onto his lap, reclining in the pile of hay behind him, legs spread and knees up for added support. “You know what to do.” He whispered directly into Ezra's ear while staring directly into Yelena's cool blue eyes.
\tShe was idly rubbing herself, hand under her skirt to knead at her flesh without revealing what was under there. Her tail flopped and curled and unfurled behind her, and she kept her maw partially gaped as she panted, tongue out. She nodded approval while squirming in place.
\t“Well?” Sanfrit urged as he gripped Ezra by the waist. “Your turn.”
\tEzra's gaze lowered a bit and he got a sheepish look on his face, ears drooping. “Oh, right. Yeah.” He eased his way backward until he was pressed fully to Sanfrit's chest, exhaling as he found the right positioning. He could feel the poke of Sanfrit's cock poking under his tail, which was not quite what he wanted. Almost, but not quite.
\tHe reached down between his legs to pull up his balls, clenching them firm without squeezing as he exposed his taint to Yelena. This revealed his mauve-lipped vulva, the triangular shape of his canine lips between his balls and tail hole. He was puffy and dripping with excitement, the fluids squeezing out every time he tensed his pelvic muscles with anticipation.
\tSanfrit kept one of his massive hands on Ezra's hip while bringing the other up to his throat. He didn't squeeze, but he did cradle the smaller male's form close as he once again whispered in his ear, hot breath tickling the fur inside and out. “You ready?”
\tEzra melted as his ear twitched, the heat and moisture giving him a wave of pleasure that coursed up and down his body, converging in his loins. All he could do was nod.
\t“Good.” Sanfrit cooed as he took Ezra's hand and guided it between both their legs, always keeping his emerald green eyes trained on Yelena, ensuring they were putting on a show. He helped Ezra to find his sheath and from there he could find his cock with ease; he'd let Ezra guide it as long as the view for their audience was not obscured. He even gently nibbled on Ezra's ear lobe.
\tWith a shudder and a whimper, Ezra slowly descended onto Sanfrit's lap, hand firm on his loins to keep his loins exposed. His other hand was guided by Sanfrit to the larger male's sheath, allowing him to feel around until he got a proper grip on the meat-wrapped shaft. He squeezed the sheath, forcing bits of fluid out the tip around the pointed cock head, some of which smeared all over his wrist. He couldn't help but press his forearm to his snout to sample another scent before returning it between his legs and helping to guide Sanfrit.
\tIt wasn't too hard to find himself. Once he cupped his palm and fingers around Sanfrit's thick sheath, he was able to wiggle and angle his hips just right so that the tapered, bright red tip found its way to his triangular, plump vulva.
\tThe instant that Sanfrit's member touched Ezra's flesh, the larger male lowered his muzzle to clamp down on his neck, holding firm even with his hand still gripping tightly; with a bit of precision he was able to avoid chomping down on his own thumb, growling his dominance up Ezra's jaw bone while still staring directly at Yelena. Through his growl, he was able to ask, “Are you sure you're ready?”
\tEzra struggled to nod but managed it against the bite and choke hold. He kept his hand on Sanfrit's sheath, sure to aim the larger male's cock tip against the crook of his spade without fully guiding it in. “As ready a I will be.”
\t“Good.” Was all Sanfrit growled before digging his claws into Ezra's hip and pushing down while angling his hips just right.
\tAll at once, Sanfrit's shaft slid into Ezra as Ezra's vulva wrapped around his shaft and peeled down his sheath flesh. As he buried himself, he bit down a bit harder and gripped tighter, sure to keep utmost control over the smaller one. He didn't buck or slam his hips, but he did tense his loins to force himself out of his sheath and pushed down to best ensure that he plunged as deep as he could go.
\tWith a gasp and whimper, Ezra's mouth went agape and his tongue flopped out, the alpha stud's length slipping deep into him with little to no resistance. The first bulge of the shaft lurched in easily, slowed subtly as the inert knot pressed to his lips and assaulted his passage. He was soaking wet, slick with arousal and need, ensuring the sleek shaft felt no resistance on the way in.
\tPart of him rejected the invasion, but most of him eagerly wanted more. He leaned most of his weight against Sanfrit's chest and eased himself down, tugging on Sanfrit's teeth as he did so. He didn't mind, the sharp sensations on his neck and shoulder manifested in bolts of pleasure that coursed through his torso to coalesce in his core. Ezra didn't just descend, he slammed his rump down on Sanfrit's lap, aggressively slapping his pussy lips to the burgeoning bulge of the knot. He wasn't quite ready for that but that wasn't going to stop him from putting all he had into taking it.
\tIt also wouldn't stop Sanfrit from working with him towards that same goal. He kept his teeth clamped down on Ezra's neck while his one hand was wrapped around neck and the other around hip, forcing down with his ample strength. He started grinding up, gyrating his hips to roll his blooming knot against Ezra's swollen lips, never releasing the pressure.
\tEzra grunted and whined to himself while Sanfrit growled into his neck, both pushing into and against one another in an effort to lock in. Then, after a perfect combination of pressure and angle and Ezra's relaxation of his pelvic muscles, Sanfrit's bulging, half-formed knot popped into him, immediately swelling inside.
\tThe pressure built rapidly as Sanfrit's length plunged deep into Ezra's passage and the knot broadened and grew firm, the lobes the size of both of Ezra's fists pressed wrist to wrist, a forearm's girth and length's worth of shaft. The bulge of the knot inflated so quickly and so fully that he could see the shape pressing out on either side of his sheath on his lower belly while the pointed tip poked at his belly wall from the inside.
\tBoth of them stopped moving to gasp and breathe heavily. Sanfrit released his bite from Ezra's neck, gingerly licking the indentations from his teeth to clean and caress the fur there, then slowly released the pressure of his hand choking the smaller male. He kept his other hand on Ezra's hip, though. He wanted to hold him in place while he idly twitched and bucked with shallow motions.
\tUnsure of how to proceed, Ezra couldn't decide between flopping forward or falling back so he let himself go limp, naturally collapsing onto Sanfrit's chest as a result. He shuddered in delight as the swollen lobes of the larger male's knot pressed out against the flesh of his passage, their girth so broad that he not only felt the deep pleasure of his vaginal pressure point but also the peculiar sensation of his prostate being milked.
\tHe panted and huffed, choking back whimpers as he alternately bared his teeth and let his tongue hang out over his chin. Almost subconsciously, he rubbed his lower belly, applying pressure to the knot inside even as he felt it tugging on his lips, almost too big to contain.
\tHonestly, had he not been dosed with some of that potion prior to their arrival – a potion that made his body more adaptable and malleable – it may very well have actually been too much. But he was always prepared for this, always ready to lift tail for the right partner.
\tYelena and Sanfrit both knew this, which was why they never had problems approaching him with promises of promiscuity. Even though Sanfrit was considerably larger than Ezra – wider, anyway – and his member was appropriately sized, Ezra was always able to adapt.
\tAll the while, Yelena was gently rocking herself back and forth, grinding down on the seat of the stool while her tail danced behind her. She grinned, only breaking her eye contact with Sanfrit to glance at Ezra and make sure he was not in distress. She knew first hand just how intense a session with Sanfrit could be when he was pent up and she'd been teasing him for the prior hours of their walk.
\tOutside she could still hear the idle chatter and commotion of the visitors here for the barbecue. Things were going outstandingly well and the three of them were not interrupted in the barn until without warning the door slid open, revealing the silhouette of a tall feline drinking from a water bottle.
\tYelena, Sanfrit, and Ezra all trained their gaze on the feline, and as their eyes adjusted to the light, they came to recognize this fellow.
\t“Rex, my friend, aren't you just who we were looking for!” Yelena greeted him by standing up and embracing him in a hug. While she was close, she reached past him and slid the door closed behind him. “Care to join us?”
\tThe tall, athletic tiger glanced down at Ezra and Sanfrit, raised an eyebrow, took another drink of his water, then tossed the towel from his shoulder over onto a nearby stall door and purred to himself. “You know it.”
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