Impromptu Dinner Date

Story by Doreh on SoFurry

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Love this artwork so much, had to write something small to tease all those subs out there~

Art: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/nat127

Story: Me

Please add tags as you see fit. Also, i wanted to upload this as a pic with a thicc description but i can't do that, have to put this in the story section even for something this smol :(


You send off another message, hoping for a reply but he never even reads it. It had been thirty minutes now, and the sergal had still yet to tell you what he wanted for takeout, the app on your phone ready and waiting. A few seconds pass as anger bubbles up and you frown at your screen, no new messages from him. Screw it, you weren't about to starve because he's stuck playing games or something.

With a grunt you lean forwards and push off from the couch, looking at your phone and hoping for a response in the short walk to the sergal's room. You get none and you know he's home as you spoke to him not half an hour ago. Waiting at his door for just a second you notice there isn't any light in his room, and you frown, did he fall asleep? A huff escapes you and you push down on the handle, still looking at your phone as you enter the room before your eyes track upwards after a few seconds of speaking.

"Savvel! For fuck's sake what do you want for... dinner..." Words fail you as your brain grinds to a halt, unable to properly process what you're looking at and wishing you'd knocked first.

Savvel was or well, had been looking at something on his phone, porn probably and his other paw was working his glistening shaft. It was covered in lube, the bottle of which thrown near his feet as the sergal looks at you, eyes wide as his hand working his shaft slowly slips from it, resting on his thigh before the sergal uses it to lean back a little.

Heat flares to your face as you continue to stare much, much longer then was acceptable as you hungrily take in the impromptu exposé into the sergal. You had thought him hot previously but fuck he was good looking in many other ways too. Those hefty balls that looked to be overflowing, his lean yet strong body, his large cock that glistened in the light, the sergal's features framed by the light from behind you.

Savvel clears his throat and your eyes tear away from his prized possessions. You wince, expecting embarrassment, anger or something else in those eyes and yet instead you only find amusement, and some measure of curiosity.

Your brain seems to snap out of its daze in that moment. Your hand gripping the door handle hard as you fumble out words, verbally stumbling over yourself to apologise or at least say something dammit.

"Oh fuck I'm s-so sorry. I should have knocked or something but I thought you were just playing games." You force out quickly, flushing a deep red even as you continue to look at the sergal. "I'll just order the usual and go fucking die of shame." You finish with, quickly moving to close the door and realising you're still staring at him.

He pauses you once again, this time by leaning further back as a cocky grin dominates his face. Your face flushes deeper at the more open display, eyes drawn back down to his cock just in time to watch as it throbs in need. You swallow and tear your eyes back up to his face, your own lust having already risen as you desperately tried to fight it back, now wondering if the sergal was feeling the same way as you right now.

"Forget dinner~" Savvel purrs as his cock throbs again, pre leaking from the tip. "Are you going to keep staring or come finish~?" He asks with lust fuelled words.

Again you take him in again, his cock, his balls, his cocky grin and the accidently beautiful lighting framing him perfectly and you swallow hard. You feel like you might regret this as you take a step into the sergal's room, hand leaving the handle. Although, not regret it for the more obvious reasons. He's huge, something that you obviously knew about just by living with him and knowing he's eight feet tall, but... only now did you fully realise that his head is at eye level with yours even though he is leaning back and on a bed. A step into the room and you are hit by that unique musk you never fully were aware of until now, driving you even further forward as a soft purr rumbles from the sergal at your nonverbal and needy answer.

Part of you wonders with a monster like that, if you'll even need dinner after~