S4E7-1 - Laundry Day by Dravakiirm

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On tonight's episode, While it might be Valentine's Day, it's also laundry day. A copper drake reminisces and fantasizes about their fennec fox partner. Will love prevail AND laundry be completed?

Please enjoy, Laundry Day by Dravakiirm

I hummed to myself as I unloaded the soiled clothes from the basket into the washing machine, idly inspecting everything as I did final pocket checks before depositing them into the drum. I pulled out a pair of dark blue panties, flipping them right side out. Immediately felt my cheeks flush slightly at seeing the soft discoloration of previous arousal left in the crotch. I smiled softly, my cheeks still red, before tossing them into the drum along with the rest.

Pulling out a pair of cut-off denim shorts, I thrummed with happiness as my mind envisioned the one who always wore them. I shook my head quickly and threw them in before grabbing the last thing in the hamper, checked the pockets and threw it into the drum. 

Peering over into the washer, I shrugged, noticing there wasn't really that much inside. I looked down along my tall body and shrugged again, stripping the soft knit shorts off my copper scaled legs. 

"Hey hun! Come here real quick." I raised my nose and said aloud for my partner to hear with her being somewhere else in the house while I deposited my shorts in the washer.

"Just a sec love." The female voice echoed down the hall as I stripped my underwear off as well, adding them to the dirty clothing in the washer. 

I glanced along my body: tall, slender, smooth, and brilliant scales. I hummed as I slid my hands down my body, feeling all the way from my chest down to my smooth hips and across my near featureless groin. 

"I'm here. What's up, hu…" the female voice said before she let out a squeak at seeing my naked yet unrevealing body. I looked up at the curvy beige fennec fox stopped in the hall in front of me. Her cheeks were bright red, blushing in surprise.

 I smiled and gave as normal a smile as I could. "Just doing laundry and there wasn't much. Figured we might as well wash what we have on." I paused for a second and walked over to her, looking deep into her emerald eyes and placing my large hands on the small of her hips. "If you don't mind," I said, softly kissing her nose as I slipped my paws under her soft tank top, waiting for her okay. I hummed softly, swishing my long tail back and forth playfully as I softly toyed with her fluffy sides. 

            She blushed even more brightly, moved her paws up resting them on my shoulders and moved her nose up, letting our lips meet and kissing me softly. After only a brief kiss I felt her smile against my lips, as she whispered, "Naked for a while then. Sounds good, love," before she leaned against my lips once more, with a passionate kiss. I smiled and happily pushed back against her, kissing her soft lips firmly. 

            I purred warmly against her soft lips, my fingers idly toying with her fur as I stared softly sliding her tank top up her body, exposing more of her beautiful white belly. She purred softly back, her paws sliding up to hold my head gently in her grasp. 

            Grabbing the bottom hem of her tank top and sliding my hands up her soft furred sides, I gently caressed her skin along the way. I kept kissing her as I did so, eventually pushing my tongue into her mouth, causing her to give a cute little squeak as she took a half step back, bumping into the wall behind her. I moaned softly as our tongues played over each other, kissing and enjoying the spicy moment. 

            After a second, I pulled back, a small string of saliva hanging between her exposed tongue and my lips as I smiled, nodding quickly. She smiled back and put her arms over her head and tilted her head up. Her tank top slid over her plump, curvy bust and, in a smooth motion, she was topless. 

            Effortlessly, I tossed the garment over my shoulder and into the washer as I stared at her now exposed chest. I felt my cheeks grow a soft blush as she noticed, wiggling her eyebrows a little, as she cupped it in her free hand. I purred as I watched her soft breasts squish and flow in her paws, her soft beige nipple calling to me. 

            "Come on, hun. I have more clothes on. Got to get the washer going, so we have something warm to wear later." She seductively called out as she wiggled her hips at me, her tail flicking back and forth against the wall behind her.

I nodded, knelled down in front of her, placed my nose at her navel, and looked up. Setting my hands on her wide, muscled hips, I smiled. As my talons hooked into her knit shorts, her breath caught in her throat. Then, in an effortless swoop, the fabric was down around her ankles. 

I felt her wiggle a little in place, having only a pair of light blue panties covering her waist. Keeping eye contact with her, I slowly wove my hands through her leg fur, ruffling it as I kept my leather paws glued to her skin; up her legs, over her knees, and across her thick thighs. Groping around for a second, I ended up on the band of her panties. Every inch of her body shivered in delight as her tail swished back and forth with excitement and anticipation. 

I grinned and lowered my head to her panty line, hooked my talons gently under the band and slowly started tugging them down, one side at a time. 

"Uuuuhhhh…. Murrrrr. What's got you like this love?" she asked playfully. Purposely not responding, I slid my tongue out over her panty band, right to her mound, keeping my movement in time with her own. 

Whether instinctually, or intentionally, her hand was nearly immediately on my head, between my horns applying slight pressure toward her body, while her other was trying to grasp at the wall for sturdiness. I chuckled softly, stopping my motions. Her panties were just barely covering her privates.

"I can smell that you're almost in heat again." I said plainly, a huge grin on my face.

She looked down at me, her eyes half lidded, confirming I was right. "Damn you dragons and your sense of smell." She said, her voice allowing a moan to escape. 

I chuckled and rocked her panties a few more times before exposing her slit fully, already glistening with the soft glint of arousal. Whether it was from me or if she was already well into heat, I wasn't sure. 

With one motion, I finished pulling her panties down to join her shorts around her ankles. She shivered, the cold now apparent to her fully exposed wetness. The aroma was very apparent to my senses now; strong and needy as she often got when in heat. A low growl started forming in the back of my throat as I took in the musky scent, my desires growing. I kept my nose glued to the spot on her mound as my tongue started reaching out, further down her fur, tasting her musk grow stronger with each inch closer to her womanhood. 

I looked up to her eyes, half lidded and needy, as her mouth moved in little motions, a slight whisper escaping her lips. "Y…Yes my drake… Please…" her voice growing needier by the moment as her hand kept trying to nudge my head lower, but I held strong. I kept pushing my tongue lower until at last, I landed upon her lust swollen clit. She immediately let out a deep moan, her whole body tensing up as her hand firmly pushed against my head.

After a second of teasing her needy flower, I let her hand guide my head down, pushing my tongue between her folds, lapping, one stroke after another.

"Oooohh, fuck yes!" she mumbled as my nose ended up smack on her clit. I felt her hand tremble a little as I started fishing my tongue through her folds, feeling over her opening, running back, and picking on her sweet arousal. 

            I hummed happily, my eyes rolling back a little, intoxicated by her overpowering scent. It always did this to me. I could feel my crotch getting warm and tight with blood flow. I placed my hands between her legs on the wall, bracing myself a little as she kept using my nose to massage her clit as my tongue explored her folds. Her soft, needy noises continued, spurring my explorations further, as my tongue dove deeper.

            After another moment, I started focusing at her entrance, licking at the tight muscled flesh, her musk strongest at the precipice. She rammed my head against her body, and I took that as my cue, driving my tongue through her entrance, yielding a pleasured cry from her lips. 

            I pressed harder against her clit, as she started pushing her hips toward my chest, opening her up to me more. Her cries continued getting louder, and her tail flicking against my wrists as she tried to balance on her tiptoes. More of her strong arousal washed over my tongue, making me drive harder into her entrance, seeking after more of her intoxicating juices but continuing to tease her. 

            "P…Please, my drake…" she mumbled, her hand firmly pushing my nose into her clit like a wave, stronger and softer, in a tender but needy pattern.

            "Please…tongue fuck me!" She called out as I shoved my tongue past her entrance, lapping at her soft textured walls. Her moist, needy lips nearly enveloping my snout as my own lips were pressed around her mound. Her hand was firm on the back of my head, no longer letting up, as my nose was jammed into her warm folds.

            I let out a moan of my own as my nose pressed tight, tongue driving deep and lapping at her sweet, juicy musk. I felt my eyes roll back as my entire world was left with nothing but her overpowering scent. 

            After a few more seconds of lapping through her sweet tunnel, I pushed my head back against her hand and pulled away, strings of her juices stretching off my nose and lips, connecting back to her sex. She looked down at me and blinked a few times, her eyes slightly glazed over, yet full of desire. Grinning, I made a kissing motion upwards. 

            She smiled and did the same down toward me, after which she softly cooed, "I love you." 

            I gave a soft blink, raising up, but still with my hands between her legs, keeping them on the wall. My wrists met her thighs, lifting her full weight off the floor. She squeaked sharply; her paws no longer touching the ground, instead resting in the crook of my arms, legs spread wide as they wrapped on either side of my body. 

            The glaze in her eyes was fully gone by this point, now in shock. She was completely aware of what was going on. She threw her hands to my shoulders, gripping tightly as her needy pussy glistened, fully exposed between her thick, spread thighs. 

            By the point where I was fully standing, her legs were hanging over my elbows, supporting most of her weight, her back firmly pressed to the wall behind her. Despite our height differences, our noses were nearly level with each other, as well as our hips. With the position of her legs, her womanhood was fully spread, sopping wet, and pressed firmly against me. 

            Her breath was fast and heavy as she held onto my shoulders. Looking down between us, my copper scales guided her vision down to our hips, where my hard speckled cock rested, gently pulsating. I heard her breath catch a little at the sight of my long, hard, knotted cock. She smiled and reached down with one paw, gently grasping above the knot. My cock throbbed at her touch. I loved seeing her small paws along my shaft, making it look that much larger. There was already a glint of pre shimmering on the tapered cock tip. 

            She looked back into my eyes, smiling with her bright red cheeks, as she gently started stroking my shaft, feeling over the gently flared, pointed tip, then back down the subtly ribbed shaft to the thick knot. I started letting out soft moans as I gave gentle bucks of my hips, pressing the underside into her wet pussy and rubbing over her clit. She let loose a few moans of her own, smiling and tilting her head back, relaxing in my embrace. 

            She released her grip, instead pushing along the top of my shaft, allowing me to rub through her folds and redistribute her wetness to my member. Her pussy gently spread around the hard speckled cock, becoming coated in her juices, spreading my scent into the surrounding air.

            She let out soft moans as my shaft slid past, her breath coming in deep bursts, hitching with each inch, intermixed with her cute moans and squeals of pleasure. 

After humping for a second, I gave a firm thrust and my knot pressed into her clit, causing her to yelp loudly. She looked down at my shaft tip touching her navel and grinned. 

Reaching down again, she gently stroked along my shaft, from the knot up to the tip, smearing the pre-cum back down along my shaft. Gently, she grasped around my shaft, grinned, and, with a fairly impressive motion, lifted herself up a little on my arms, just high enough that she could push my cock down and straight into her pussy. My tip slipped in all the way past the flare, which caused us both to moan in pleasure.

            "Fuck!" she moaned out as her body clenched down around me, causing her rippling tunnel to feel even tighter around my tip. I adjusted how she rested against my arms slightly and got a better position for pushing against her. Our size difference made things vastly more enjoyable.

            I took a few deep breaths and, as she began to relax a bit, the tightness subsided back to normal. I smiled and pulled my cock from her pussy, feeling how her entrance squeezed down as the flare of my tip passed through the entrance. She squeaked, then moaned again as I pushed back in, getting lost in the initial tightness. Again, I thrusted, continuing to pull out, and push back in for a moment before she let out an exasperated moan.

I smiled and leaned forward, closing the short distance to her muzzle, whispering softly, "Don't worry, love. You can have it all in due time."

Then, I started laying kisses along her bright red cheeks as she returned her hands to my shoulders, her sticky juices making cool spots on my shoulders. Pushing a little deeper into her body, I kissed her more, rocking my cock through her warm sex. She was so tight, but incredibly aroused, wet with so much desire that it mattered little at this point. 

            My lips continued their exploration, kissing her more as my shaft slowly moved in and out, pushing a little deeper with each thrust. It did not take long before the full length of my shaft was buried deep inside her cunt, my knot stopping me from going any farther. My kisses moved along her cheek, hot and red as they were, and up to her large, sensitive ears. 

            My thrusts up to this point were slow, methodical, pulling out to my tip before gently sliding back into my knot.
            Her moans were shuddering as I gave her gentle thrusts, her pussy so wet it was dripping down my cock, causing my scales to become slathered as well. 

            After continuing my slow, gentle thrusting, I picked up the pace, a little more speed, gently bouncing my knot off her wet lips, pulling back to just below my subtly flared tip, and back in again. Her moans got even louder as I started kissing at her earlobe, causing high-pitched squeaks to spring forth from her lips.
            "Fuck! Yes! More my Drake! Breed your vixen!" She moaned out, her voice laden with need and desires. Nibbling her ear, her voice rose to a sharp, high-pitched moan as I thrust in hard, pushing her back into the wall as her body wasn't ready to take my knot.

            I got a fair portion of her large, soft ear in between my teeth and started gently nibbling, licking, and sucking the extremely sensitive skin of her giant ears. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me right to the wall, her moans and pants loud in my ear as I kept thrusting into her wet, needy body.

            "F…Fuck! y…y…YES!" she moaned out. My hips started getting a mind of their own and my bucks started getting, not only harder, but faster, just starting to feel her depths completely. I bit down on her ear again, making her squeak and dig her claws into my back, before returning to her deep panting. 

            While still biting down on her ear, I whispered in my deep, rarely heard, dominant voice, "Only good girls get knots. Are you a good girl?" Then I gave another firm bite to her ear, causing her to moan out again. 

            She hastily nodded her head, no longer able to form words as I pounded my knotted length into her body. I growled deep and gave another firm thrust, her pussy just starting to yield to my knot's wide girth. Another high-pitched squeal coming forth from her maw and more claw marks along my back.

I growled from the claws before whispering teasingly, "Speak up, Love. Are you a good girl?" I purred deep into her ear, nibbling the soft flesh along the outer edge. 

            Her hefty cleavage rubbed against my soft chest as I pistoned hard into her pussy, my knot meeting firm resistance at her entrance, but it was getting looser with each pound. 

            "Y…Yes! I… AAAhhh!… A…Ammhhh!" she moaned out, pleasure being the only thing registering in her mind. I adjusted a little more while giving another intermittent firm pound, feeling my knot slipping in a bit. I rapidly moved down and gave her mid-neck a firm nibble, then suck, making her cry out again, clawing down my shoulders and across the back of my arms as I gave her a mark she coveted. 

            "Who's my Good Girl?…" I teased as I brought my rock-hard cock back, nearly pulling all the way out. She got enough clarity of mind to whisper out through her moan laden voice, 

            "I'm your good girl! AAAAHHH!!" she cried out as I slammed her down on my cock, knot and all pushing straight in, causing a visible bulge in her belly. She pierced my scales as her fingers curled, digging into my skin. Pulling against her and pressing her firmly against the wall, I pulled my knot free, all the way back out, only to slam her down and force my knot into her again, yielding another pleasured cry. 

            Three, four, five times, I pulled my thick knot out of her body only to slam her back down, stretching her tunnel out and poking at her belly with my tip. 

"FFFUCCCKKK!!!" she cried out as her orgasm started rocking through her body, tightening around my flaring member. Pulling back, instinct kicked in as I started reaching my orgasm. 

            I lunged down, biting down on her shoulder, using the extra leverage to slam deep into her body, her pussy lips enveloping my turgid knot deep to the base, as I started pumping her body full of my hot draconian seed. I kept her held tightly down, each flex of my balls pumping her sexy body full. She moaned deeply at the explosive combined orgasms, her claws pulling the fresh blood from my skin as her belly started bulging out beyond what it had been. 

            As her body reached its limit, I felt our combined cum spilling out on my belly and thighs. The adrenaline finally started wearing off and the flow of cum subsided somewhat as I released her shoulder, the metallic taste of blood on my lips from her own wound.

I leaned up to rest my nose on hers, both of us panting heavily, as the only other sound that could be heard was the dribble of cum on the tile floor. I took a deep breath and softly whispered, "I love you, my Vixen."

Her hands gently moved around my neck as she opened her deep emerald eyes, gazing lovingly at me.
            "I love you too, my handsome Key." she whispered back. 

And with that, we've reached the end of Laundry Day by Dravakiirm. Continue to listen here, as well as The Voice of Dog, where Rob McWolf and the Friends of the Fireplace bring you even more wonderful tales from around the furry fandom.

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