NC 18: Old Patterns, New Pleasures

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#18 of November Challenge Stories

This story involves some fun between Drac and my ex's 'sona. This is used with permission, and the story itself was reviewed and approved by them. It was an interesting way to explore how two people that no longer work well together on a relationship level can still find a way to get under each other's skin in a more lewd way.

November Challenge for myself, involving AnyaArctic

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Old Patterns, New Pleasures

November 18th Prompt: Exes Getting Horny for Each Other

There was nothing wrong with sex in public on the new Dark-Scale Cruise Lines, but in this case, it wasn't so much 'sex' that needed privacy as who he was having sex with. Draconicon shut the cabin door after hustling the white-furred arctic fox through it, shaking his head as he turned around to look at her.

Him, he corrected himself as he looked at Anya again. It was his ex, though the fox dressed like a man, and there was a definite bulge in her - his - speedos that hadn't been there before. Not a real one, either, more of a padded, stuffed one. Combined with the chest binder that the fox wore over his chest under a skimpy pink shirt that might as well not have been there, there were some definite changes going on.

Of course, the fact that he'd sprung a boner as soon as he'd seen his ex was also something that was hard to get around. He turned slowly, trying to keep casual, even as he could feel the slow throb of his dick pressing against the fabric of his own swim trunks. Barefoot, bare-chested, he'd been going for a swim and -

It didn't matter. He shook his head as Anya blushed, crossing his arms.

"I, uh, didn't expect you to be on the ship," the fox said.

"I didn't expect to see you here, either," Draconicon muttered. "You never seemed that interested in going places on your own."

"Well...people change."

"So I see. Um..."

"Figuring myself out. Non-binary...kind of a guy day, I guess," Anya said, rubbing the back of his head. The fox looked down, and blushed further. "And, uh, guess we didn't part on completely bad terms..."

"Well, considering I'm only getting harder..."

"Heh...glad to know someone finds me still sexy."

It was hard not to. While he was used to seeing Anya as a female, with big breasts and nipples she kept teasing to get pierced, with her pussy wet, wanton, and on display and begging him to make use of her, this wasn't a bad look. Sure, the fake-bulge was not quite as practiced as it could be, but the trimmed hair and the flat chest didn't look bad on him. And he still had that nice butt, too.

And -

Draconicon blinked as he looked down. Not only was the fox barefoot - something that Anya had really ever only done for him, which made him curious - but he still had the toe ring. He pointed down.

"You...didn't get rid of it?"

"That? I, well..." Anya rubbed one foot over the other. "I liked what we had. Most of it. And some of it...Look. I got better. But that doesn't mean I didn't fantasize about having some of the other stuff with someone else."

"The whole, uh, dom/sub thing?"

"I am what I am."

"Yeah...sexy and slutty."

"Mmph..."

"Sorry -"

"No, no, I...I still like that," Anya admitted. "Do you, uh...still like..."

He realized that he'd just been standing there, staring at his former girlfriend. Boyfriend. It was hard to say what they were, but he was just standing there, and he didn't respond as that familiar foot rose up. He knew that this was going to be awkward, that they probably shouldn't do something -

"Mmmph..."

But the feeling of those familiar toes and that toe-ring against his bulge got his dick good and stiff. He groaned under his breath as Anya bit his lip, chuckling.

"Heh...still know some stuff you like, huh?"

"Mmph...is this a good idea?"

"I don't know, but...um...if you think that we could..."

"Mmph...This isn't us getting back together. Just...putting that out there."

"I know," Anya said, nodding. "I know, but...I miss the fun we had."

"...If we keep it to fun..."

"I can do that. I let go enough for that." The white fox smiled. "Please? I...I forgot how sexy, and...fucking big you are..."

He was pressing his buttons, and he knew it. They were lining up again. They'd been together for over a year, how could they not?

The dragon nodded, and the fox rolled onto his side. That speedo looked even better from the back where the shiny material pulled between the fox's cheeks, showing off just how lovely they were. He was on them instantly, pulling them down, spreading the cheeks wide.

"Mmmph...just...please -"

"Boy day. Anal only," Draconicon said.

"Mm...thank you."

"Heh, you know how much I prefer ass."

"God, yes. Go on, then, Master - I mean -"

"Master's good. For now."

He leaned in, spreading his cheeks to see that familiar dot of pink between his ass cheeks. He kissed it, felt the fox shiver, tense, and then jammed his tongue inside. As Anya moaned in familiar fashion, he used his tail to slide his own trunks down, just enough to let his dick out.

Just as good as I remember...

And new, too. New, and hot, in a way that it had stopped being when they broke up. They weren't getting together...but they could have some fun on the cruise, at least.

"Mmmph...master...my...my ass..."

SMACK.

"Mmmmph!"

"Quiet, slut. You can moan, and beg...but your ass is mine."

"Mmmph, yes, master. Thank you, master."

Just like old times...and hopefully better than those had ended. He chuckled and went back to his naughty 'meal.'