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The low and needy rumble of the great reptile stirred the foxcoon and the swallow from their rest. It was a strange life, but a pleasant duty being the personal slaves of the space pirate general known as Kraid. Despite his monstrous size and at times bestial mannerisms, Kraid had proven to be a pleasant master who treated his small slaves with care.

The pair of soft, furry creatures stood at attention in their master's cavern. The subterranean caves were wet and dank, but the foxcoon's fur and the swallow's down kept them warm enough. Even then, Aetos the swallow shivered. Desmond, his foxcoon lover, slid an arm around his shoulders and held him near, and the swallow nuzzled into Desmond's fluff gladly.

Kraid did not speak as far as they could tell, but his body language sufficed. His trio of red eyes peered down at them, once enough to instill fear in them, but no longer a threat. The same was true of his size, for he stood over twenty feet in height and his frame was obese, yet he was mindful around his slaves and had yet to cause them injury.

With a grumble, the fat reptile turned. His footsteps shook the floor and echoed in the cavern. Slowly he laid on the mossy ground, stout legs parting somewhat, scrotum splaying across the uneven floor. It was his bottom which caught their gazes, as it always did. His obesity made his buttocks into enormously round, plush things.

Desmond and Aetos approached their master without hesitation. They clambered up his body, his hide providing decent purchase for their claws, and laid on his wide buttocks which were prone to jiggling as they shifted upon them. They were only slightly firmer than a waterbed.

"Do you know what I think, Desmond?" the swallow asked. He rubbed his beak into the cheek before lapping at its sweaty surface.

"What's that?" the foxcoon asked while doing much the same.

Aetos smiled. "I believe this assignment was meant to be punishment."

Desmond grinned. He pushed against the cheek Aetos laid on and bared the crack with some effort. The cheeks slowly peeled apart as if the sweat was a mild adhesive. Potent anal musk and a miasma of souring sweat emanated from Kraid's behind, and the two lovers nuzzled eagerly into the crack. Deep between the cheeks glinted the plush, winking bud of his anus. They drank in the heady odor of his musk, Desmond reaching in to caress the reptile's anus, Aetos grinding his stiffening erection upon the soft hide of Kraid's ass cheek.

"Some punishment," the foxcoon said with a shudder. He nuzzled with Aetos who shared the crack with him. He kissed his lover's beak, and Aetos in turn licked back. "Here, babe. Get your face deeper in there. I'll hold it open for you."

The swallow grinned. "Thanks, sweetheart. Plenty for you too, though."

Desmond watched, his tail swishing as Aetos dipped his head into the hot canyon between Kraid's buttocks. A trilling moan passed his beak as he found himself engulfed in the enormous reptile's scent, and when the slightly downturned point of his beak began to slip inside of Kraid's anus, his moan became a deep shudder. Bursts of precum shot from his uncircumcised penis and trailed down the curve of Kraid's bottom.

"Ooh-, fuck, I'll never get used to this," whined Aetos, whose eyes then rolled back before the lids came down. He sunk his beak's upper half until his nostrils passed the pink ring. He lolled his tongue over it, savoring the brackish flavor of sweat and musk.

Although envious, Desmond smiled at his lover's pleasure and rubbed the back of the swallow's head to nudge him in deeper. Kraid softly grumbled and flopped the tapering stalk of his tail from one side of his prone body to the other, yet other than a slight shift of his weight, he remained passive. Desmond thought of asking the creature for a little help in holding his ass cheeks apart - it was surprisingly strenuous work - but then wondered why he was bothering to do so. He let Kraid's ass cheeks press together, and in doing so saw his lover's head and neck engulfed by the reptile's swampy crack.

The darkness was no bother to Aetos. He knew Kraid's bottom by touch and scent. He wormed his arms into the sticky crevice and pulled at the reptile's anus, opening it with his scaly fingers, releasing more of its ripe fragrance. He was breathing so little air that he was lightheaded and his penis throbbed harshly. He humped Kraid's body, gladly rubbing against the warm, slick hide of a thigh or an ass cheek - he couldn't be sure which anymore.

For a moment Desmond straddled his lover. The vulva between his thighs made him the recipient in their lovemaking sessions but the swallow's body was still his to fondle and kiss. He nosed under Aetos' tailfeathers and slipped his snout between the bird's buttocks. His nose brushed the swallow's tight pink anus and he snuffled his lover, savoring his scent which, though not anywhere near as intoxicating as Kraid's scent, was still the smell he'd fallen in love with.

Though he was musk-drunk, Aetos tensed his anus at the feeling of Desmond's prodding nose. He reached back and brushed his lover's snout with fingers which reeked of reptilian musk; Desmond sniffed them, sucked one, and shivered. Shortly thereafter, he nuzzled between the cheeks again and started to peck firm, suckling kisses on the swallow's rim.

A lewd grumble rose in Kraid's chest, a sound so deep and throaty that it shook the cavern. Even to the two furry lovers who were familiar with Kraid's passiveness, his grumbles never ceased to awe them. Desmond raised his head from Aetos' bottom and cooed, "Do you enjoy that? We both love serving you..."

Kraid grumbled an appreciative growl. Though he seemed a mindless beast, his growls and rumbles were subtly emotive. Desmond and Aetos had learned all of the reptile's nuances in their months serving him. Desmond smiled and nosed back into his lover's bottom. He kissed the wrinkled bud of the swallow's anus, then prodded it with the tip of his tongue.

The swallow trilled a moan for his lover, but Kraid filled his mind. The reptile's musk was as massive as his body; it was wretched to those unaccustomed to anal musk but like a fine wine to the correct palate. Aetos drank deeply of Kraid's smell, his scaly fingers tugging at the reptile's large anal ring, opening and massaging it so that it expressed its scent in greater amounts. His body was languid save for his swollen penis. He lapped over and within Kraid's anus, tongue dragging across the flesh, relishing salty sweat and twinges of earthy reptilian musk.

Desmond slurped out of the swallow's ass crack. He was wet with need. Slowly he moved over his lover, touching his damp vulva to the bird's back. Its warmth was cloying and thick, like a heavy piece of clothing on a hot day. He nosed alongside Aetos' head, pushing against Kraid's sticky ass cheek until his snout was deep in the musky crevice. He murmured to his lover, "Don't hog it all, sweetheart. My turn."

"Mm, yeah, okay," burbled Aetos, beak nestled in Kraid's anus. He slid it free slowly and the reptile's bud was left somewhat swollen, softly pulsing. In the darkness of Kraid's crack they couldn't see, but their noses were close enough that they could feel its gentle throb. They peppered it with love: kisses from Desmond, licks from Aetos. Kraid rumbled luridly, flopped his tail again, and exhaled.

Aetos pulled back reluctantly. His penis throbbed wildly, shooting fat globules of precum. He whined, "Fuck, he smells amazing."

"I know," Desmond huffed. "Which is why I want some." In went his snout, and Aetos envied the way he could park his muzzle inside. He listened to his lover snorting and huffing in a way he couldn't, and he pouted over it. His expression softened when he climbed over Desmond, mirroring their earlier positions. From there he could at least put his face in Kraid's crack, and he easily slipped his penis into the plush mound of Desmond's vulva. His lover groaned and tightened, then relaxed.

The swallow grinned. "Well, if I can't have that musk, I'm going to take this, instead." Quickly, firmly, he started to mate his lover. It was very familiar to the both of them; Aetos trilled at the feeling of his lover's tight vaginal flesh, the pink channel past his plush black spade. As he fucked Desmond he sniffed at the air, taking in the sweaty odor which emanated from Kraid while he preened his lover's neck and shoulders almost idly.

Much as Aetos had been, Desmond was languid. He didn't even paw at Kraid's anus as Aetos had; his snout was buried so deeply that his eyes nearly touched the plush rim, and the musk he drank down was incredibly rich. There was little oxygen, only the huge reptile's scent, and Desmond vacillated between consciousness and unconsciousness as he snuffled his great reptilian master. His lover's penis, familiar and wonderful as it always was, was barely felt. It was as if Kraid and his rank musk filled every available thought.

"Love you, Desmond," Aetos grunted close to an ear. He still sniffed at the air, but now greedily shoved his head in alongside Desmond. He was jealous of the foxcoon for hoarding all that musk to himself and he took out his frustrations by fucking the foxcoon harder and quicker. His precum came in a steady leak, only adding to Desmond's prodigious vaginal secretions. The pleasure of the sex and the foulness of Kraid's musk pushed Aetos over the edge quickly, and the swallow shuddered as he blew a load into Desmond. He clicked his beak shut in a cringe and kept going, kept fucking the foxcoon as he ejaculated. His cum was slung everywhere, sticking to Desmond's fur, matting in the swallow's down and making a negligible mess on Kraid's enormous scrotum below.

As Aetos came, his senses were heightened. He forced his head as deep into Kraid's crack as he could get it and basked in the musk. He shuddered and moaned, clinging to Desmond in one arm but caressing one of Kraid's buttocks in the other. Though he loved the foxcoon, his feelings for the great, green reptile bordered on worship. He breathed into Kraid's crack and he shuddered to his lover, "I-I don't think I've ever smelled anything as good as this musk."

Desmond, entirely musk-drunk, slowly pulled his snout free. He kissed Kraid's pulsing rim and Aetos joined in with greedy licks. There in the reptile's crack, he forced a kiss on his lover, beak and lips locking, tongues entwining for a brief moment. He tasted the earthy musk on his lover's snout and his jealously flared before he pushed his beak back into the inviting orifice.

As Aetos drank his fill, Desmond nuzzled his head. The foxcoon sighed, "Some punishment this is."