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Sitting and laying around the TV, we're watching a hilariously bad comedy movie, for the most part keeping it on low volume and conversion among each other. Aside from myself, there's also Aso, a furry draconic and wingless black shape with violently orange eyes, horns, and a bright spot along his tail; Cal, a protogen with white fur and a blue display over black casing; Rae, a vaguely human person with long, sharp ears, clawed feet with lengthy, lizard-like toes, a whipelike tail, amethyst eyes, and long black hair; and Tam, large and lanky with bright flaming eyes and a heavy set muzzle, covered in a coat of soft tawny fur with a fiery personality.

I myself am shorter than the rest of them with a slim build and full body golden fur, akin composition to Tam with a slimmer muzzle. Snuggled up to him on the couch with my head on his shoulder, I listen to the conversation passively.

"Hmmm, the first design is indeed rough as you said. But it has some great potential! I look forward to seeing the final blueprint, if you'll let me," Cal says, unplugging a small USB stick from the side of his head and handing it back to Rae.

She nods and pops it back into her backpack at her feet, replying, "A second set of eyes is always good. Oh, speaking of which, yo, Solar!"

"Hmm?" I purr.

"I need a partner for my engineering project. My proff never specified they had to be in the class, so I'd like someone with an eye for detail as well since Cal doesn't have the time."

"And your first choice was not me?" Aso scoffs in mock offense.

"I need someone who won't get distracted by my butt," Rae says with a half grin and a raised brow.

"Oh... yeah, alright," Aso sighs, blushing after being called out.

"I don't know terrible much about engineering in general. I'm not sure how I could help," I say with a chuckle.

"I dunno," Tam snorts, breathing smoldering hot breath down my chest. "You're pretty good at anything with a tool."

I ignore how his tail tightens a bit around my stomach in the way he usually does before bending me over and clear my throat.

"True, I suppose. Whaddaya need? Idea generation, helping put it together?" I ask.

"Spot on! I need someone to bounce realistic designs for extreme environments off of. I figured your biology background might have some of that kicking around. Don't worry about the mechanics, I can handle that," Rae clarifies.

"If you want, I can handle a lot of the grunt work. Most of my stuff is weapons design, but I think I can manage a servo or two," Tam adds.

"Hmm, yeah, that would be welcome. Mostly, I need something capable of sustaining a high intensity work load under extreme duress in a molten climate. Got any ideas, Solar?"

"Ye, got any ideas?" Tam breathes in my ear, tickling my neck with a claw.

"Several," I reply coolly, though I do push my neck into his hand and enjoy the good scratching he provides. "What kind of high intensity load are we talking? Moving something, or containing it?"

"Moving."

"And I assume molten climate means around a volcano?"

"Nope. Inside!"

I feel Tam's tail tighten at her words. Two or three more inadvertently sexual sounding statements, and I'm going to get railed. She's not stupid, so I'm only half sure it's not being done on purpose.

"The hell kind of cooling system do you plan on using? Not much can handle that. The only thing that comes to mind is volcano snails that live around molten vents," I reply.

"It's meant to be a volcanic probe, heavy enough to sink and then strong enough to come back with samples from the outer mantle."

"That's certainly an undertaking. Well, I think your average water cooling system is out of the question. I know male sirens are capable of holding lava in their bare hands because of their magical blood. Maybe see if you can't synthesize a similar fluid and distribute it across the chassis of the probe?"

Another tail tighten. I didn't even think about the last sentence. It must have been a while for Tam if that's making him horny.

"Huh, I didn't think about trying a biological based coolant," Rae murmurs to herself, deep in thought. "Then in that case, I should probably have a rounded design to distribute heat more evenly. "

"That'd also help with the pressure," Cal points out. "But does leave you with lesser range of movement due to the viscosity of magma."

"From the point of entry, it can just sink in, so I don't need to worry about movement until afterward. I think two side fins for maneuverability and a deployable propeller would work," She says.

"Aye. Just make sure the chassis surface can stay the same temperature as the magma or junk will build up on it, weight it down, maybe even break the propeller," I note.

"Tungsten is probably not the most ideal metal to use because of its sheer weight, but if you could drop the probe along a current that could help push it back up, that would lessen the max thrust needs," Cal says. "An alloy perhaps?"

"Yeah, that could work, actually. That's something to think about for the moment."

"What are you going to do if the probe plunges too deep and gets stuck?" Aso asks, winking at me.

You rat bastard, Aso.

"Well, we can always try to squirm it free, but otherwise we could wait for the magma to possibly soften and allow it to pop out," Rae shrugs.

A big tail squeeze follow.

"Or, you know, just throw in another while you're at it," Aso snickers.

"Yeah, that could be done - where you goin' with Solar, Tam?"

"Oh, back in a bit. I just remembered I needed him to quiz me for my biology test.

"Shit! That's tomorrow, isn't it!? Right behind you, Tam!" Aso chimes in.

"I recall Solar forgot a few things last time. Let me review the curriculum first as well," Cal says, rising.

"Actually, Cal, could I get you to take a look at another blueprint for me? This one's considerably more detailed. I think the boys can manage a few flashcards on their own," Rae asks.

"Er, yeah, sure, I can do that," Cal replies with a slight ear droop.

With that, I'm carried to my bedroom by a rather enthusiastic Tam, his pants already kicked off by the time he pushes the door closed behind us with a soft click. Aso, naturally, is already naked and without further ado, I'm plopped onto my bed with Aso's full mast presented in front of me as Tam makes short work of pulling off my pants from behind.

Aso's claws dig into my mane and scratch behind my ears as I take a slow, heavy lick across the bright orange head of his shaft, a creamy citrus bead of pre forming on the tip I eagerly lap up. He knows the drill by now and makes do with the literal heavy petting to urge me onward, taking his tip into my mouth and sucking as my tongue licks the underside of his shaft, thickly wetting it and welcoming more length into my mouth as he begins to lightly thrust into my maw.

Meanwhile, Tam triumphed over my pants and tosses them aside onto the floor, grasping the underside of my haunches and raising them up to his awaiting fangs. With a snort of intensely warm breath along my tailhole, he buries his tongue deep inside me and immediately sets to work battering down any resistance by heavily massaging the pleasure button down there as he feeds more and more in. I practically melt around Aso's shaft and let myself sink down to his hilt, taking him into my throat, slurping and gulping.

Already needy as was, he grips my head and begins to hump into my maw, spilling drops of precum across the back of my throat and tongue in the process. After I feel Tam's fangs touching my rump and gently biting into them to draw a girlish yelp from me, he withdraws his tongue and lets me drop back down. The brief moment of respite is gone in a flash as his warm tip is pressed against my now loosened hole and presses inside without delay.

The heat of his shaft is almost molten inside me as steam billows from his nostrils, balls slapping against my thighs as he immediately goes to work breeding my tailhole and filling it to my limits. I shudder and quake around his dick with a heavy purr, Aso continues to explore my throat with his own furry sack plapping against my chin until he pushes over the edge. Putting a leg forward on the bed, he fully mounts my face and begins to fuck it heavily as his cum spills down my jaws, filling my mouth with a creamy citrus flavor as his balls fire rope after rope down my throat.

As he finishes off and withdraws, Tam snorts and motions with his head for him to move, pushing my head down into the mattress and draping his body over mine, gripping my chest tightly as he proceeds to pound me without relent, smashing his tapered cock across my prostate and reducing me to a puddle of barely sentient goo with only enough mental capacity to push my hip back into his thrusts, each one feeling like it's going deeper and deeper inside of me.

He's so warm I don't even realize he's begun to cum until my belly begins to swell, liquid warmth racing up my abdomen as his balls strain and pulse against me, breeding my ass and filling it for all he can. Without pause, he launches straight back into rutting me. It's not until he's dumped two mor massive loads that he finally pulls out with a deep, shuddering breath.

"Fuck," He sighs, his breath notably less of a hellfire temperature as he rolls onto the bed and pulls me against him.

"Tam. You've left your bottom wanting..." Aso tuts.

"Hrrm?" Tam burbles sleepily before blinking a few times and hauling himself back from the brink of passing out. "Oh, so I did. Sorry about that, Sunbeam."

"You gonna let that stand, Solar?" Aso snickers. "Ya gotta punish him. Let him know how to do the job right, or he'll never learn. Isn't that right, Tam?"

"Fuck off," Tam snorts, lightly smacking Aso with his tail.

"I dunno. I kinda want to try now, Tam," I breathe, nuzzling into his neck.

"... Fine," Tam assents, rolling over so his back, and rather fluffy butt, are facing me.

Leaning forward, Aso quickly takes my shaft into his warm mouth and coils his tongue around it, pumping his head up and down a few times to ensure I'm well and truly hard as well as lubed.

"Thanks," I murmur, turning back around to hug Tam from behind.

He's so big I don't really worry about how I'll fit in him and opt to sink inside him all at once. Fair's fair, after all. He doesn't make a sound, but I feel his entire body clench up, as well as his tail wrapping thickly around my chest as he takes in a deep breath. I force it out of him with a second thrust and gently pump into him, quickly finding a large bump inside and aiming for that. It's not long before he starts to make little moans and I stroke his jaw, purring into his ear.

It's not exactly easy for me to pick up in speed in this position and I gently whisper for him to sit up in my lap, the giant complying without resistance for once. He's obviously too big for me to lift and rail, so I reach around and grip his new erection and pump it a few times, making him thrust needly against my fingers and buck in my lap. Using this to my advantage, I continue to stroke him, his cute tail rising and allowing me to thrust up and deep inside him before he slams back down against my hips.

After a certain point, I stop stroking and indeed he keeps bouncing in my lap like a well trained lover. With a few pokes and prods in his sensitive sides, I remind him to roll his hips and he does so with fervor, grinding against my lap and riding what length I have to offer, guiding my tool to perfectly hammer against his pleasure point.

His lips are curled back in a shamed scowl and he doesn't make a noise, but his heavy, once again steam laden breath betrays his true pleasure in this as his rising and falling on my dick begins to become unbalanced and erratic, only making me want to thrust in faster and harder in a positive feedback loop.

"Aso, I don't want my wall painted white..." I moan, purring so loudly I feel my entire chest and skull vibrating.

"On it," He chuckles, lowering himself to his knees in front of Tam and taking his entire dick into his mouth and straight down his throat in once, smooth motion.

"Y-you fuckin' fag," Tam stammers, "Get o-o-off of meee..."

Tam trails off as he suddenly begins to slam and grind his rump into my lap, ramming as much stimulation up inside himself as possible. I hear a surprised noise from Aso as I finally unleash my load inside Tam, his ring an iron vice around the base of my tapered length while his balls find a final hurrah to pump mouthful after mouthful down Aso's willing throat, so much I can hear him struggling to gulp it down.

"Hufff~" Tam breathes out, pushing Aso's head down to spear him on his shaft and fire his load directly into the smaller drake's belly.

Blinking a few times and taking a steady breath, Tam comes to and forcefully, but slowly, yanks Aso off his quickly softening spire. "Do that again Aso, and I'll break your ass in two."

"Are you entirely sure that's the threat you want to make?" Aso grins salaciously, wiping a few drops of cum off his chin and licking his fingers clean.

"You're right, it's not. I'll just sit on you."

"OH! What kind of sitting, Tam!?" Aso beams, wagging his tail back and forth like a puppy.

Shaking his head and flipping Aso the bird, Tam gets up and finds his clothes along with a towel to clean up, offering me another to do the same as he retrieves my pants. When the three of us claw ourselves back into a presentable state and return to the living room, there's the slight smell of burnt electronics in the air as Rae comes back out of the bathroom. Cal, however, is lying on the couch with several error messages on his visor, most of them giving a report about sensory overload that I've never seen before.

"You good, Cal?" I ask.

My answer is a slow thumbs up before his visor turns black and then appears with his normal face a couple seconds later. "Never. Never better, guys..."

"Ah, I just helped him do a bit of hardware defragging. Don't worry about it," Rae waves off my concern and sits back down.

The rest of us follow suit and I shift Cal's head into my lap to give him a pet every once in a while as we continue the movie.