Drykath Likes Rats

The red dragon squinted slightly, his eyes focused on his target in an almost unblinking stare. Drykath was a bipedal dragon fairly well resembling what one might classify as anthropomorphic. He had two white horns sprouting straight back from his head conveniently helping hold back his long black mane, hair long enough he had to take special care to keep it from getting in the way of his blue eyes. Red scales covered the rest of his body, a body that barely moved a muscle. For the hunt was near its end, he could feel it. It had been a long, sometimes frustrating journey. He felt it wearing on him, but he was bound and determined to see it through to the end.

He scanned back and forth, looking carefully, his mind calculating the next move. Ah ha... He leaned forward ever so slightly, nostrils flaring with a rush of warm air expelled from his lungs. His eyes shifted as he followed his target, this is it, this is the moment. His eyes going wide as he struck!

git commit -m 'Final race condition fix...' && git tag rc1

Dry smiled, feeling rather satisfied with himself as he watched some tests scroll past the screen, all completing successfully. That was a tough one, he thought, silently congratulating himself. In the middle of typing the word push he realized he'd heard the phrase "Oh, draaagon..." spoken behind him. It took a brief moment to register; the voice didn't quite match what he would have expected, and he wasn't anticipating any interruptions anyway. He swiveled around in his chair.

The rat posed a bit, arms raised as he stood in the doorway. "You've been working on that for a few hours now. You need a break. Think you'll be able to ... squeeze something in?" The tall anthro-rat was shirtless, the short brown fur covering his body quite visible on his exposed chest, as well as through a few places on his rather tattered shorts. The pants were the only thing the rat was wearing, in fact. And though it wasn't clear whether or not the zipper was broken, the shorts did little to cover up his fuzzy sheath. He grinned, long whiskers twitching.

Drykath blinked, looking over the critter standing at the entrance to his home office. The dragon, given his line of work, has developed a calm demeanor in the face of even the most surprising turns of events. As a result, the dragon simply smiled his carefully cultivated smile, and let out a light chuckle. As the rat approached from across the room he stood from his chair, realizing that his guest nearly matches him for height.

"I take it that's a yes, then. I've heard how much you like rodentia..." The dragon opened his mouth to begin to say something, but the rat quickly put a finger to his scaly lips, "sssh. You don't have to say it. I can already tell." He gently pressed up to close the dragon and, holding his chin, pressed their lips together. A smile formed at the edge of his mouth as tongues slid past each other, followed by scaly arms wrapping around him.

After letting the moment linger the rat pulled back, breaking the kiss, a smile on his lips as his whiskers swished once more. He looked down a moment, slender fingers tracing down the dragon's soft belly scales, brushing down over the front of his pants, before giving a light squeeze through the fabric to the sheath and the tip already poking forth. "Oh my, yep. So what I heard wasn't wrong," he grinned back up at the dragon. "Are you going to finish what you were typing?"

The dragon let out a small huff then blinked and looked back at the screen a moment. That critter was right! He withdrew his arms to let the rat go then leaned over the back of his chair and hit the Enter key. After briefly watching the activity on the screen, he turned back to find his unexpected companion no longer there. He glanced out the doorway of his bedroom-turned-office just in time to see a slender tailtip disappearing into another doorway down the hall. Drykath grinned to himself. This hunt won't be nearly as difficult.

The first thing he saw as he approached the room were those pants, only this time on the floor. As he continued into the room in the dragon spotted the bed, or more specifically the anthro rodent stretched out over it propped up on an elbow as his other hand held his sheath, wagging it between two fingers. A toothy grin spread across his scaly muzzle as he moved toward the bed. His own pants dropped onto the other pair.

"What kept you?" The rat winked. "I've been sitting here, waiting for you to ... ooh, do just that..."

A scaled hand pushed the rat to roll onto his back as Dry crawled onto the bed. Nose down, he pressed his muzzle against the fuzzy balls, then extended his tongue and gave a long, tasting lick along his sheath on his way past. He chuckled quietly to himself as continue to crawl up over the shivering critter, the cute groan making him smile. As he sat back a little to straddle the rat's hips the dragon reached back behind him, giving the sheath a gentle squeeze and feeling the rat's shaft already starting to poke forth and stiffen up. He could already feel the thickness in the growing cock as he slowly stroked his fingers over it, encouraging it to harden further. His thick tail swayed behind him.

The rat emitted a quiet, squeaky moan, squirming just a bit as the dragon stroked him to full attention, a little over eight inches or so of cock throbbing against gentle fingers. His own slender paws traced down along the dragon's sides, around his hips, then cupped Dry's own pink member, stroking slowly as is grew forth from his sheath. He smiled up at him. "So, Mister Dragon, what now? Oh, I like where this is going..." the rat said, his eyes followed the red scaled hand over to the night stand, watched it pick up the bottle of lube, both of which were soon hidden behind the dragon's back. A moment later another moan left his lips, toes curling as he arched his back, the paw covered with the cool and very slick substance stroking over him, leaving him coated with lube. After a moment he looked up at the dragon and said, "I suppose I'm a little big... Are you sure you're ready for this?"

A wide smile was the response. That, and the dragon shifting himself back, cock still in hand. He felt the tip tracing along the underside of his tail as he aimed the rat, moving back until it touched just the right spot. Dry leaned forward a little on his knees, his other hand braced gently on the furry chest in front of him as he started easing himself back. For a moment he didn't make much progress, feeling the tip pressing more and more firmly against him as he realized the rat was eagerly pressing upward against him. A slight wiggle of his hips did the trick, and he felt the thick shaft start to slide into him. He let out a groan, pausing for a moment with just the tip inside him to let himself get accustomed to the size. He felt the critter underneath him pull back slightly.

"Mmmh... Are you okay?"

Drykath looked at the rat then nodded slightly, then let out a couple huffs as he felt himself relaxing. Feeling confident again he began pushing backward once more, a shiver running through his body as the thick cock slid deeper into him. He paused once more to move his hand away, placing both on the rodent's chest as he came to rest sitting on his hips, giving a squeeze around the thick shaft buried deep inside him.

He felt the rodent's slender fingers stroking back and forth over his own shaft, letting out a pleasureful low growl as he slowly lifted himself up, feeling the thick cock sliding inside him before forcing himself back down. He looked back at his partner once again, watching the rat's close as he moaned in pleasure. The dragon, feeling himself getting used to the girth, repeated his motion slowly, then again a little faster, and again, setting up a rhythm matched by the grunts and groans of the pair.

The rat's hands squeezed, caressed, and stroked over the dragon's cock as it bounced in front of him, his hips thrusting upward to meet the scaly rump as it lands in his lap. He let go of the dragonhood, sliding his paws to grip on the scaly hips as he looked up at the dragon, catching his attention. The smile on his muzzle turning to a grin as the dragon slowed to a stop, the rat feeling a nice, tight squeeze around him. "Oohf... How about on your back?"

Dry hesitated a moment then nodded with a smile, giving one downward grind of his hips, drawing a satisfying groan from the rat before slowly lifting himself up and off and letting the shaft slip out of him. He felt a bit empty inside as he pressed his hands to the bed, swinging his leg away and moving himself off to the side. The smell of sex already heavy in the air. He shifted his wings into a comfortable position then landed on the bed with a flomp, stretching out a bit with his arms raised above his head.

The rodent, all the while, sat up and grabbed his pillow. He watched the dragon start to get settled, "hang on... up!" He smiled at the confused look on the scaly muzzle, then giggled a bit as the dragon got it. The hips in front of him raised up, giving just enough room for the rat to slip the pillow into place to support the dragon's rump. With that set he crawled forward, along the way gathering Dry's legs in his arms, lifting them up as his shaft drug along the scaly tail between his legs.

He let out a squeaky groan as his tip once again pressed to the entrance of the dragon's rear. Following an unsuccessful thrust or two, he gripped himself in his paw to help aim then pushed his hips forward, letting out a sigh as his thick shaft slid back in. Had his eyes not been shut he would have seen the clawed toes curl as he pressed in to the hilt. After resting a moment he leaned over a bit more against the red scaled legs, the pulsing dragon cock brushing against his brown furred belly, and brought his muzzle close to Dry's, "That's better... Wouldn't you agree?"

Drykath parted his muzzle to respond, and respond he did by grabbing the rat's head and pulling his lips to his own. Closing his eyes, his slender tongue slid against the rodent's, the forceful kiss rewarded by a forceful grinding press of the hips. The dragon's moan broke the kiss. He started tilting his head, but was pulled back by a repeat motion from the rat, finding himself engaged in the passionate kiss once more with a paw holding firm the back of his head, as if there's anywhere he'd rather be. He felt the rat pull his hips back slightly then plunge back home with an almost whimpering moan into his lips, repeating the motion slowly at first, then again, over and over into the dragon's tight tail.

Thrust after grinding thrust, the rat picked up speed as he bucked his hips, tongues twisting against each other as the moans gained a more frantic tone. Pausing a moment, the rat reluctantly withdrew from the deep kiss before moving back upright. With his better angle he pulled back a little more than he could before, feeling his thick shaft dragging inside the tight rump before forcing himself back again again, hitting against the scaled tail with a soft but satisfying thump, a sound followed closely by deep groans in unison. As he began ot thrust again the rat's paws reached around Dry's legs, one gripping his shaft and starting to stroke, the other tracing claws over belly and side scales. Harder and faster, he rocked his hips, pounding his thick cock deep into the dragon's rump.

Drykath squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the claws running over him, this critter seemed to know exactly what he liked. He shivered, muscles flexing to give the thick cock a tight squeeze as his own hips pressed up into the stroking paw. The shaft moving inside him felt just right. The dragon gripped at the sheets, feeling a pressure building deep inside, knowing he's not going to last much longer at this rate. He started to warn the sexy rodent, but only a deep moan came out as two sets of claws drug down his sides. He huffed heavily a couple times, then felt himself stiffen up as the pressure became too much to bear, the dragon arching his back with a deep guttural groan as he came. Thick strands of cum shot from his shaft, landing on his chest, one going as far as his muzzle.

The rat grinned widely at his partner's peak, his hands moving to grip on the legs as the dragon squeezing him tight through his orgasm. He shivered, hanging on for just a few more moments, his hips rocking hard against the scaly rump, until the clenching squeeze sent him over the edge. His paws held tight to the legs as he forcefully thrust one last time, burying his cock deep into the dragon as he came, his seed shooting forth, the rat leaning his head back and panting soft whimper-like moans.

Feeling his climax ebb, the dragon let out a deep sigh as he opened his eyes, a wide grin across his muzzle as he watched the rat slowly relax as well, resting a little against his legs. He felt warm inside. Dry gave the rat another quick squeeze, then chuckling quietly at the almost squeaky groan in response. As the two caught each other's eyes once again he extended his hands, and smiled as the panting rat took his hands in his own. He let out a soft huff as his partner gently pulled back to withdraw, feeling his still somewhat stiff shaft slip out, but not feeling so empty as before. He let his legs slip down against the bed, then guided the tall anthro rat down to lay against the side, wrapping an arm around to hold him close.

The rat smiled, finally catching his breath as he pressed close to the scaly red body. He leaned in and licked the spot of cum from Drykath's muzzle, then pressed his lips against the dragon's for a momentary kiss. He smiled and said, "Wow, that was ... very nice." He nodded, looking down and running a paw over the dragon's softening member, then looking at his paw and adding with a bit of a giggle, "And just in time, too."

Dry turned his head toward the rat as he thought he heard the voice change a little. He nuzzled a bit at the hair on the rodent's head, and blinked as some black feathers started to appear in its place.

"I was a little worried about how Roland made me, but, mmm ... you didn't seem to mind. It must be a good thing having boyfriends into transformation," a more familiar sounding voice said. The whiskers disappeared. A more and more gryphon-like creature smiled back up at the dragon. "But, was it that obvious? I mean, how'd you know it was me?"

The dragon just smiled, and let out a light chuckle.